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Saturday, July 13, 2019

#WeWriWa: THE PILOT ~ Famous Last Words #sfr

Each weekend, the Weekend Writing Warriors share an 8 - 10 sentence snippet. Be sure to visit the other authors. You can find them here.

Thanks to everyone who visited last week. I'm sharing snippets from The Pilot: An Outer Rim Novel. It's the 1st book in a series featuring strong women on the frontier of space. Celara's ship was hailed by one claiming to be Coalition Security. 

Please excuse the creative punctuation, necessary to keep this within the guidelines. It's also edited a little from the original.

“Okay, just a few more secs and we’ll lose them.”
Arjay‘s response came out between a rasp and a groan, “Surely, you are not going into that asteroid field.”
“‘Don’t call me Shirley’,” she quoted from a Terran vid—if she didn’t need both hands to control the ship, she would’ve rubbed them in glee. “Those pirates won’t follow.”
“I recall an aphorism popular on Terra. Something about famous last words.”
“Arjay, you are such a poop.”
“Fair warning, cargo transport,” the pirate said, “Attempt to escape and we will fire on you.”
“Did he say attempt?” She grinned as she eased up on the throttle and dodged small asteroids at the outer edge of the field.



        There's no place like home and he stole hers. 

Life on the frontier of space is hard enough so when pirates stole Celara d'Enfaden's cargo, she vowed not to be tricked again. Determined to make an example out of indie pilots who disobey orders, Coalition Administrator Trevarr Jovano impounds Celara’s starship and cargo. If he backs down, he’ll lose respect. If she can’t deliver her cargo, she’ll default on her loan and lose her only home—her ship. More important than her ship, though, is her brother. To rescue him from a galactic gangster, she’ll even work with Jovano who is bent on avenging his wife’s murder.

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Thursday, July 11, 2019

Guest: Pamela S. Thibodeaux's TEMPERED HEARTS Goes Audio


Pam will give away 1 audio copy, so be sure to leave a comment.


Blurb: Rancher Craig Harris and veterinarian Tamera Collins clash from the moment they meet.  Innocence is pitted against arrogance as tempers rise and passions ignite to form a love as pure as the finest gold, fresh from the crucible and as strong as steel.  Thrown together amid tragedy and unsated passion, Tamera and Craig share a strong attraction that neither accepts as the first stages of love.  Torn between desire and dislike, they must make peace with their pasts and God in order to open up to the love blossoming between them.  It is a love that nothing can destroy when they come to understand that only when hearts are tempered, minds are opened and wills are softened can man discern the will of God for his life.


Excerpt:
Taking advantage of the luxurious facilities, Tamera stood a long time in the shower washing away the grit and grime from traveling, as well as her other activities, then settled in the tub for a hot bath. She saturated her thick locks with conditioner, wrapped a moist, hot towel around her head and relaxed in scented, frothy water. Her vision blurred as exhaustion numbed her senses and she sank lower in the tub. She awoke with a start an hour later, shivering. She rose,drained the water from the tub and rinsed the conditioner out of her hair. Patting herself dry with a thick, soft towel, she reached for the robe that hung on the door.
Wrapped in the warm terry cloth, she sat at the vanity and combed the tangles out of her mass of blonde hair.She retrieved the blow dryer from her overnight bag, and ran her fingers through the thick tresses while applying heat. When the chore was nearly complete,she sprayed her hair with leave-in conditioner and brushed it. Tamera closed her eyes and mentally counted the strokes as a memory emerged in her mind…he in his favorite chair, she sitting at her father’s feet while he brushed and counted one hundred strokes.She heard his voice in her mind as she completed the task.
An everyday routine she once thought of as soothing, a time of bonding, she now considered a chore. Tamera blinked back tears, swallowed the lump in her throat, put down the brush, and seriously considered getting it all cut off.

Purchase Links:
Amazon Print: http://amzn.to/1Elwhpx
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Bio: Award-winning author, Pamela S. Thibodeaux is the Co-Founder and a lifetime member of Bayou Writers Group in Lake Charles, Louisiana. Multi-published in romantic fiction as well as creative non-fiction, her writing has been tagged as, “Inspirational with an Edge!” ™ and reviewed as “steamier and grittier than the typical Christian novel without decreasing the message.” Sign up to receive Pam’s newsletter and get a FREE short story!

Links:


Twitter: http://twitter.com/psthib @psthib
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BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/pamela-s-thibodeaux


Saturday, July 6, 2019

#WeWriWa THE PILOT Outrunning a Volpian Cruiser?

Each weekend, the Weekend Writing Warriors share an 8 - 10 sentence snippet. Be sure to visit the other authors. You can find them here.

Thanks to everyone who visited last week. I'm sharing snippets from The Pilot: An Outer Rim Novel. It's the 1st book in a series featuring strong women on the frontier of space. Celara's ship was hailed by one claiming to be Coalition Security.

Please excuse the creative punctuation, necessary to keep this within the guidelines. It's also edited a little from the original.

While the Volpian cruiser steadily advanced, the accelerator hiccupped before engaging.
“You have full power,” Arjay announced with satisfaction.
The pirate ship moved in closer, aligning its docking port with hers.
“Hang onto your hat,” Celara spiraled the agile Thermopylae under the belly of the cruiser, and her stomach took five secs to catch up.
His complexion, a shade darker than her fair one, turned a sickly shade of green, “You must give advanced notice before attempting to evade a ship intent on docking.”
With a laugh, she goosed the sublight accelerator past standard limit, “Who said anything about attempting to evade?”
“You do not seriously think you can outrun a Volpian cruiser? Rega d’Enfaden, that ship can achieve speed three times faster—”
The engine protested the abuse she inflicted but did not falter. The cruiser would certainly win a long-distance race with her small transport, but not a sprint. A little more time and she’d be home free.



        There's no place like home and he stole hers. 

Life on the frontier of space is hard enough so when pirates stole Celara d'Enfaden's cargo, she vowed not to be tricked again. Determined to make an example out of indie pilots who disobey orders, Coalition Administrator Trevarr Jovano impounds Celara’s starship and cargo. If he backs down, he’ll lose respect. If she can’t deliver her cargo, she’ll default on her loan and lose her only home—her ship. More important than her ship, though, is her brother. To rescue him from a galactic gangster, she’ll even work with Jovano who is bent on avenging his wife’s murder.

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Wednesday, July 3, 2019

#IWSG - Character Traits

Happy Insecure Writers Support Group Day. IWSG is the brainchild of Ninja Captain Alex J. Cavanaugh.

Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds! Thanks, Alex, for starting this group and keeping it going. 


This month's optional question is an easy one to answer.

What personal traits have you written into your character(s)?

Insecurity. My female characters may look like they have it all together. They don’t. They worry about the future, their careers, their relationships, especially with their romantic interest. My own insecurities kick in over what I think of as silly things.

They are also mouthy. Sometimes, my mouth opens before I think about what I should/shouldn’t say. In the stories, the character immediately regrets her smart-aleck remark, and since it’s in her point of view, the reader understands. In real life, I should slap my hand over my mouth but am embarrassed to do so.

In the kickoff to my Outer Rim series, The Pilot, a straight-laced administrator has seized a cargo hauler’s starship. For Celara d’Enfaden, her ship is her home besides being her livelihood. At a bar with her friend, she’s emboldened to denounce Administrator Jovano.

“I ordered a Kruferian mudslide for you.” Kleema gestured with her own tall drink to another on the table.
“Thanks.” Celara let the cold, thick beverage slide down her throat. Its rich sweetness settled in her stomach, spreading tranquility outward. “Just what I needed.”
They chatted for a while, catching up on each other’s lives.
“Administrator Jovano is a good man.” Kleema’s pronouncement came out of nowhere. She must have been biding her time to bring up the Admin Man. “He is fair and just. In the three tendays since he arrived, we haven’t had nearly as many fights break out in the taverns. And the miners don’t hassle us townsfolk as much.”
“President of his fan club, are you, Kleema?” Celara lifted her drink. “Here’s a toast to that paragon Jovano.”
When Kleema had the good grace to blush and duck her head, Celara pushed her chair away from the table and climbed up on it. “Quiet down, you Rimmer scum.”
The patrons laughed then quieted.
She lifted her drink again. “A toast, Rimmers. Let’s hear it for the wonderful, fantabulous Administrator Jovano. May he live long enough to enjoy good health.”
To her surprise, silence met her toast. No one raised their glasses or mugs, even in jest. Everyone was looking at her, standing on the chair.
No, they were looking past her. Only thing behind her was the door. Kleema groaned and buried her head on her folded arms on the table. Booted footsteps rapped on the rough-hewn plank floor then stopped behind her.
“Thank you for the compliments and the good wishes for my longevity.” The baritone-and-chokiris voice sounded just over her shoulder.
If ever she needed a personal cloaking device, it was now. Or a magic ring with which to disappear. Sector Admin Trevarr Jovano stood behind her. Waiting. She swore she could feel him breathing.
Undaunted, she turned around. As the room tipped, she reached for the back of the chair. “Whoa, those mudslides sneak up on you.”
Missing the chair, she grabbed the closest thing—Trevarr Jovano’s black-clad shoulders. Beneath her fingers, the strong muscles contracted. “Hey there, Admin Man. Heard my toast, did you?” She grinned down at him.
He wasn’t smiling. “You should sit down before you fall down. Or better yet, go home and sleep it off.”
A dark fury swept away the sweet tranquility of two tall Kruferian mudslides. “I can’t go home, you snake. You stole my home.”

Celera’s lucky he doesn’t arrest her for mouthing off. And she doesn't quit. If you want to read more, The Pilot is available at: 

My characters are also a lot braver than I was in my twenties and thirties. They show me what I could be if those darn insecurities didn’t get in the way.

Have a great month.


In the meantime, check out the latest anthology contest.


Guidelines and rules: 
Word count: 3500-5000
Genre: Middle Grade Historical – Adventure/Fantasy
Theme: Voyagers
Submissions accepted: May 1 - September 4, 2019
How to enter: Send your polished, formatted (double-spaced, no footers or headers), previously unpublished story to admin @insecurewriterssupportgroup.com before the deadline passes. Please include your contact details, your social links, and if you are part of the Blogging, Facebook, Instagram, or Twitter IWSG group. 


Click here to find others on the Insecure Writers Support Group Blog Hop. Or go to IWSG on Facebook to see who’s blogging today.

Have a great 4th of July if you're in the States. I hope my Canadian friends enjoyed Canada Day on the 1st.



Monday, July 1, 2019

Guest: Ellen Jacobson & her #NewRelease POISONED BY THE PIER #mystery

I'm happy to welcome Ellen Jacobson back to the blog. I met her through Insecure Writers Support Group and was thrilled when her first Mollie McGhie book, Murder at the Marina, came out. When she asked for readers to review this book, I waved my hand wildly. Check out my review at the bottom of this post. Now, here's Ellen Jacobson.

People often ask me if I’m anything like the main character in my cozy mystery series, Mollie McGhie. Well, we both like cats, chocolate, and Star Wars, but there are also many differences—including her ability to fix things on her sailboat. I’m great at breaking things. Fixing them, not so much.

Like Mollie, I live on a sailboat with my husband. Boats can be expensive. Do you know what BOAT stands for? Break out another thousand (dollars). And it’s true. Something is always broken, something always needs replacing, and there’s always something new you need to buy.

To save on costs, Mollie and her hubby, Scooter, are fixing up their boat themselves. Despite not wanting the boat in the first place, it turns out that Mollie actually has a knack for repairing equipment, like a broken marine fridge.

I loved writing the passage below because it shows that women can be just as good at men at repairs and maintenance. Nobody bats an eye that Mollie is the one fixing their fridge, rather than Scooter. Of course, she many not always know what the right terminology is (she calls refrigerant “magic gas”), but she gets the job done.


What about you? Are you good at fixing things? Curious about what Mollie gets up to when she isn’t working on her boat? Pick up a copy of the latest Mollie McGhie Cozy Sailing Mystery, Poisoned by the Pier, and find out. Spoiler Alert: She investigates murders and eats way too much chocolate.



Poisoned by the Pier Now Available! 

Poisoned by the Pier, the third book in the Mollie McGhie Cozy Sailing Mystery series, is now available in ebook, paperback, and large print.

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When Mollie's husband signs the two of them up for an extreme diet, she's not amused. When someone ends up poisoned by a cake, things get even worse.

While she tries to identify the killer, Coconut Cove’s annual boating festival is in full swing. In between getting ready for her first sailing race and cheating on her diet, Mollie and her cat, Mrs. Moto, uncover clues, interview suspects, and do their best to avoid rutabagas.

Can Mollie nab the killer before someone else is poisoned?

If you like quirky characters, adorable cats, and plenty of chocolate, you'll love this cozy mystery. Pick up a copy of Poisoned by the Pier and laugh out loud from the first page to the last.


New to the Series? 

If you're new to the series, you might want to start with Murder at the Marina. Now is the perfect opportunity as the ebook is on sale for 99c/99p for a limited time.

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About the Author 

Ellen Jacobson lives on a sailboat with her husband and an imaginary cat named Simon. When she isn't working on boat projects or seeking out deserted islands, she writes cozy mysteries and sci-fi/fantasy stories.

Connect with Ellen on her Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads | BookBub | Blog

You can also sign up for her newsletter for updates about new releases, current projects, sales and promotions, and other fun stuff.

REVIEW

Diane's review:

What a fun book! Just like the two previous books starring Mollie McGhie, you can expect humor and a dead body. Mollie has a bad habit of finding the body. But first, Mollie's husband has come up with another brilliant (according to him), lame-brained (according to Mollie) idea. This time it's a diet featuring rutabagas. My folks made me eat rutabagas as a kid. No way would I ever eat them willingly. Finding clues connected to the rutabaga diet lead Mollie on a merry chase after the killer. Though the reader will probably figure out who the killer is before Mollie, you might not figure out the motive as easily. Ellen's books are always entertaining. Hope she writes more.