Friday, November 27, 2009

Friday Faves



I had a good visit with my oldest daughter and her two daughters. We went to some Christmas bazaars and I found a couple ideas I can make for gifts for friends.

We had an early Thanksgiving so my daughter and my sister-in-law and her husband could return home early.

My dh went elk hunting which left me two full days of alone time to write. And even though he bagged his elk, he's staying until Sunday to help take down camp.

I'm headed to Bellevue WA tomorrow for a book signing with three other authors from the Portland area.

I'm hoping this warm weather stays for the trip tomorrow.

I finished my half of the sisters story I'm writing with another author. Now we just have to get the synopsis written.

Hope you all had a great Thanksgiving and relaxing rest of you weekend.

Photos are of my granddaughters and our newest acquisition George.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Wednesday Promo- Eunice Boeve


Eunice Boeve, a longtime Kansas resident, was born and raised in northwest Montana and Idaho. Steeped in western lore, her father a cowboy turned forest service packer, her mother a voracious reader who often read aloud to her family the stories of B.M Bower, Zane Grey, and Will James, she and her siblings have always loved stories of the old west.

A mother of four, grandmother of five, she has worked as a speech paraprofessional in a school for special needs children, and as a secretary/bookkeeper in the family owned funeral home. Now retired, she and her husband have a summer place in Montana. Her main hobby is reading, but she loves to play golf and cards, and she is delighted when her son-in-law visits them in Montana and takes them geo-caching. (see her June 23, 2009 blog about geo-caching.)

Can you tell me why you deviated from your usual middle grade/young adult fiction to adult in Ride a Shadowed Trail?

I’ve always wanted to write a western and when I heard about a woman rancher named Margaret Borland who in 1873, accompanied her herd of cattle from her ranch near Victoria, Texas to the railheads in Kansas, I decided to write about her. We spent some time in that area of Texas and I researched her life story. But, when I started to write about her, she would not come to life. How it happened, I can’t really tell you, for I don’t know myself, but her story turned into Josh’s story, becoming a work of fiction, and Margaret Borland morphed into Martha Rawlins, who took her herd to Kansas, hiring Josh as a trail hand. Josh’s mother was a prostitute and the bad guy in the story is a rapist and murderer of many, but especially targets young Mexican girls, so the subject matter precluded it from being anything other than adult and high school age.

I understand Ride a Shadowed Trail won the Kansas Authors’ Coffin Award.
Yes. Each year, a book, designated as the best by a Kansas Club member, is chosen for the J. Donald Coffin Memorial Award and Ride a Shadowed Trail won this year. In 2001, my middle grade/young adult novel of the Depression and dust bowl days of the Midwest, titled The Summer of the Crow won the honor.(Info posted on my website about Ride a Shadowed Trail receiving the award.)

How long have you been writing?
My first piece written for publication was when I was in the 6th grade. At my teacher’s suggestion, I wrote a poem to enter in the Weekly Reader contest. It went into the mail and disappeared. Since then some of my other writings have disappeared in the same manner. My father wrote a book about his cowboy days, probably about the time I was born, but it was never published. He died when I was five. As I said, my mother was an avid reader, recited poetry for her own pleasure, and read to us. Maybe both parents influenced me to think about writing, but I was in my thirties before I actually realized I wanted to be a writer. I had loved journalism class in high school and would have gone on to college and majored in it, but for the fact -a really big fact- that we had no money and scholarships were not available, even if I‘d have know how to go about getting one. Also an itinerate counselor, hired by the school to judge our abilities, told me I had no talent for anything. He insisted I had to be a housewife. So I did. That was easy, the counselor didn’t know it, but in those days I had a talent for snagging boys and so I got a really good husband in a matter of months after high school graduation.

So what nudged you toward wanting to write?

In June of 1969, I was at a funeral and this woman character popped into my head and I began to create a story around her. I never did more than write a few paragraphs, mostly I just thought about her. Eventually, she went away, but she left with me the desire to write. Not knowing how to start, I took a correspondence course in writing for children and had 3 short stories published. Then I decided to do an article about my dad and I sold that to the Montana magazine. My six siblings were listed in the story, but when the article was printed, the magazine had dropped out one sentence, the sentence that told about 3 of my siblings who live in Montana. The magazine printed a “sorry” in the next issue, but the damage was done. I realized then how vulnerable one is to the written word. Your fault or not, it’s there for all the world to see. I quit writing for a number of years, maybe eight or ten, but the desire to write never went away and I decided to try writing a middle-grade novel. The result was Trapped!, The story of Virginia Reed, a girl with the Donner Party, published in 1995.

Do you know the whole story when you begin?No. I know the main character, and some of the others. I know the time and place, and I have a plot of sorts. But mostly the story just develops as I go along. Sometimes even if I think I know where I’m going with the story, the characters come up with their own ideas and then mine has to change.

Do you know their background, their motivation before they come into the story?
Not always. In fact usually not, I learn about them as I go along. In Ride a Shadowed Trail, I knew the bad guy, knew his name anyway and I knew he hated Mexicans, but I didn’t know why. When he was going to come into the story as a physical presence, where as before he had been only seen in flashbacks, or as an ominous presence, his past history just short of unfolded before me and I quickly wrote it down in my notebook, so if I got sidetracked, as I often do, and couldn’t get back to the story for a few days, or in some cases, weeks, I wouldn’t lose what I had discovered about him.

Do you do a lot of research before you start the story?
Oh, yes. I do tons of it. I don’t really like the start of research, but after I’m in it for a while it takes on a life of its own and hooks me. Eventually, I have to make myself stop and get started on the story. I don’t use everything I research, but I don’t know what will find its way into the story and what won’t. The story evolves from the research and unexpected surprises from the characters involved. Sometimes something, unexpected, comes into the story and I have to do more research. In The Summer of the Crow, it was a pet crow. That crow also gave me the title.

What are you working on now?
I’m working on a sequel to Ride a Shadowed Trail. When I finished the story, I did not expect to ever see or hear about Josuha Ryder again, but many of the story’s readers wanted to know what happened next, so I’m back in Josh’s life. I’ve had a hard time getting it written, getting inside Josh’s skin again, but I think now, I’m there. I’ve heard since I started this sequel, which I originally had no intention of writing, that other authors, Louis Lamour and John Searles to mention two, say it’s hard to write a story someone else wants you to write and usually it doesn’t get written. Generally, writers have to write their stories, not a story someone thinks they should write. But this sequel, which lay dormant for so long, has now become a story I want to write.

What are some of your favorite books?
The Yearling, To Kill a Mockingbird, Grapes of Wrath, Lonesome Dove, The Glass Castle, are a few of my favorites. My all time favorite movie is Cross Creek, the story of Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings. It’s the only movie I watch every year or so.. I simply adore that movie. I imagine it appeals to me not only because she wrote one of my favorite stories, The Yearling, there, but also because she was so independent and lived alone. Well, she got married at the end, but still I know she kept her independence. I love my family, but also love the solitude of living without interruptions and writing without adhering to someone else’s schedule. If I lived alone, I’d probably eat standing over the kitchen sink and crawl into an unmade bed every night, especially when working on a story, so it’s a good thing that high school counselor told me to get married. J

Anything else?
Just that the publisher raised the price for Ride A Shadowed Trail $5, but recently they set it back to the original price. The online bookstores are still at the raised price, so those looking to buy the book might want to contact me or go online to Publish America and order the book.

An Excerpt:
Josh picked up the long strips of rawhide and began again to work at braiding his reata. They had sat in silence a while, then Pete said something that Josh figured would stick in his mind the rest of his life.

You know, son,” he’d said, “most of us at one time or another rides a shadowed trail. Ain’t no one’s got a clear, unblemished past or family ties they’re always proud of. So your mother worked at a job most of us look down on, but do you know why? Did you know her life? Do you know what shadows lurked back along the trail she’d come up to get where she was?

Josh had had to admit he didn’t, but he wasn’t quite ready to forgive her and with a new rush of shame and anger intertwined, he’d muttered, “I bet she could have done something else.”

Pete had laid a hand on his knee. “I’d slack up some on that rope you’ve got on your mama and dallied around your saddle horn, leastways ‘til you know the shadows in her life. When you know them shadows, then I reckon you can judge.”

http://www.euniceboeve.net

Monday, November 23, 2009

Help-


Anyone know how to make e-mail work? One of my e-mails isn't coming through into my e-mail browser. It stopped working on Saturday.

This is going to be a long two days! The granddaughters both woke up crying, fussing, fighting, and noisy. Being used to my peace and quiet. It is just a bit nerve wracking and probably why I can't get my e-mail problem solved.

Beautiful day today! Sunshine!!Hope it warms up enough to send the girls outside for a while.

As you can tell not much to say today.

Friday, November 20, 2009

Friday Faves-


My oldest daughter and her two daughters arrived yesterday. They'll be here until Wednesday. We plan to go craft bazaar hopping today.

I finished my half of a project with another author.

The dh is heading elk hunting today so it will be an all girl's weekend.

The snow on the Cascade range is gorgeous with the new snow.

Friday Quote: Writing and rewriting are a constant search for what it is one is saying. ~John Updike

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Wednesday Promo- C.J. Parker


Author Bio:

A native New Yorker, C. J. moved to New Orleans shortly after meeting her husband during Mardi Gras over thirty years ago. She and her husband now live on the outskirts of New Orleans with their very spoiled basset hound, Beau. She’s a member of EPIC, RWA and SOLA, a local chapter of RWA, writes paranormal suspense and time-travel romance.

Why do spooky things call to you?
Ever since I was old enough to listen, my mother loved to tell stories. She never ran out of them. My favorites were of ghosts and Shades, of all kinds of monsters and stories full of suspense. My writing interests are no different. I believe it’s being able to make up outrageous plots and characters but still be able to make them feel real to my readers. For the time it takes to read my books, the reader can step out of the ordinary everyday world they live in and step into one filled with shapeshifters, necromancers, firestarters and my newest character an Oracle with the ability to gather the spirits from a residual haunting to play out a crime. You can imagine how popular she is with the homicide detective who discovers her at a crime scene trying to find out who murdered her best friend.

What is the hardest part about writing paranormal?
Had to sit back and think on this one. I really don’t find any of it hard. Okay, research is fun, but sometimes I want to deviate from it and make my own rules. Researching the Oracle in Blue Visions (working title) took a bit of time. A lot of the things I’ve found don’t agree. So, I guess the hard part would be sticking to lore, but being different enough to set myself apart from others in the genre.

How long have you been writing, how long until you were published, and what kept you going?
I’ve been writing since sixth grade off and on. Seriously writing? Fifteen years. It took me ten years to get published. Now, I must add something here. I didn’t try to get published for seven of those ten years. Why? I was afraid of rejection. These stories are filled with bits of my heart and I didn’t want anyone ripping my heart to shreds. But I finally sent out ten packets with my query, synopsis and three sample chapters. Of course I tried all the top agents in New York. Of course they rejected me. Yeah, it hurt. I said more than once, “I quit!” But the characters wouldn’t hush. So I kept writing, and submitting.


I have two paranormal suspense novels, Fugue Macabre: Ghost Dance and Fugue Macabre: Bone Dance both from Sapphire Blue Publishing. I also have a time-travel romance, Misty Dreams, from The Wild Rose Press available Noveber 20th, in both e-book and print.

Blurb from Misty Dreams

Dreamer, Elita La Rue, has always romanticized the stories in her great-great-grandmother’s journal and memorized the photographs of two gunfighters--Wild Bill Hickok and Seth Lucan. If only she could turn back the hands of time to 1876! Playing dress up in her father's theme town, Duke's Wild West, is as good as it gets until a handsome gunfighter appears out of nowhere claiming to be Seth Lucan. Elita is willing to believe his outlandish story in hopes he'll make all her fantasies come true.

Seth Lucan is tired. Tired of being mistaken for his outlaw brother, and tired of dodging bullets. When he arrives in Deadwood, his hopes of making enough money to start over are shattered when he discovers the town has not only become a cesspool of thieves and murderers, but the Lucan name and troubles have followed him. Now he’s faced with a new barrage of bullets, a high-strung lady with a wild imagination, and no way out.

A strange mist emanating from the old blacksmith’s shop may answer both their prayers. Will love be enough to save them from the consequences?

Excerpt:

Elita shifted her gaze as movement near the end of Main Street caught her attention. She wasn’t sure if the mist at the base of Murphy’s Blacksmith Shop was smoke or fog from the nearby woodland. The apparition crept forward as quietly as a night owl in flight and surrounded her in a glowing canopy of silence.

Elita’s head grew light and her heart raced. Murphy’s log structure became translucent, fading from view. She shook her head and closed her eyes tightly. When she opened them again, the structure was gone. She froze to the spot where she sat and her heart tried to jump from her chest. Slowly, log-by-log, the blacksmith’s shop reappeared as mysteriously as it vanished.

When the burning in her chest became unbearable, Elita realized she’d been holding her breath and released it in a rush of pent-up air. At that moment she saw the strange man. Wearing a black shirt, buckskin vest and trousers neatly tucked into Cavalry-style boots, he sat majestically atop a brown and white spotted horse strutting toward her. He stopped a few feet in front of Elita. Cross-draw pearl handled .44 Colt revolvers jutted from a bullet-studded belt worn about his narrow hips. In the mist he appeared more ghost than human.

He swung his right leg over the saddle horn and slid to the ground. He scanned the town as the fog dissipated.

“What do you want?” Elita was stunned to hear a little voice in the back of her head plead, Please say me.

Misty Dreams can be ordered from The Wild Rose Press (www.thewildrosepress.com) and www.amazon.com as of November 20th.
Fugue Macabre: Ghost Dance & Fugue Macabre: Bone Dance can be ordered from Sapphire Blue Publishing (www.sapphirebluepublishing.com) and www.amazon.com

Monday, November 16, 2009

Sunshine- Busy!


This is going to be a short post. I'm forcing myself to get 8,000 words written this week before my company arrives on Thursday evening. It will finish a story I'm co-writing and I want it off to readers by Thanksgiving so we can get it sent off.

I had a fun time on Saturday giving my presentation to the Rose City Romance Writers chapter.

We also acquired a donkey over the weekend. My husband always seems to fall into these type of deals. He found a bull he wanted to purchase only the farmer said we had to take the donkey, too. So we now own George. We were told he loves little kids and he does appear to be very gentle. So when the grandkids get here on Thursday we'll see how good he is with them.

Hope you have a great week!

Friday, November 13, 2009

Friday- Unfaves & Faves


Yeah, its unfaves this Friday. LOL

I was to hear about a short story I submitted for a Cup of Comfort Book this week. I received an e-mail they've extended the submission time so I won't hear until June 15th now. Ugh

The snow is piling up on the pass, and I'm headed over it early Saturday morning to give a presentation at the Rose City RWA chapter meeting.

Our grandson in Kodiak, AK has Swine Flu. His family will be here for Christmas. I'm hoping they all are over it by the time they show up.

A local book store is telling people they don't know who I am when they go in and ask for my books. Which is interesting since I had a reading at their store with my first book.

Okay, there are a couple of faves.

I like the skiff of snow we had yesterday. It feels like the holidays are coming.

My WIP is moving along pretty good. I've had a couple of stops and starts getting my character's attitudes adjusted, but I'm on schedule.

I received my contract to keep a diary in May for the Farm and Ranch magazine.

Fun quote from Sherman Alexie~Men are like Tic Tac Toe and Women are like a Rubik cube.