What I Know to Be true—Open Book Blog Hop

Just FYI—I may go deep into the rabbit hole for this one.

When I was eight or nine, the neighbor, who worked for the county, did some road work near the edge of my parent’s property. During the work, a large rock was deposited along the side of the road, and was turned into a playground by my siblings and me. Somewhere, there used to be a picture of three of us sitting on the rock having a picnic.

So what does this have to do with anything, you ask. Don’t worry, I’ll get back to it later.

Current US politics offers many choices of what is true or not. I’m not going down that path today, but consider the many possibilities. Each side believes so strongly in the truth of their claims that they aren’t willing to consider an opposing viewpoint even when given facts that indicate otherwise. Those who are willing to consider both sides of the political argument are, to some extent, scorned.

And how do we know if what we see on TV or on the internet is true? Photoshopping is everywhere and it’s easy for even am amateur  to “fix” photos and videos. It’s become a game to find the worst possible examples of bad jobs. We can spot the ones that aren’t done well, but how can we trust anything that we see on line?

So maybe we can only trust what we see with our own eyes. We all know that the sky is blue and grass is green, right? Except there is new theory floating around that our ancestors couldn’t see blue. Homer, in the Odyssey, never described anything as “blue.” If you do an search on the internet, you’ll find many interesting articles on this topic. Here’s one, Business Insider I consider it flawed, but it’s an interesting place to start. The claim is if a culture doesn’t have a word for a color, then the people of that culture can’t “see” that color. They did an interesting experiment with the green squares below, and came to the conclusion that some cultures can distinguish between different colors of green better than we in the US can because they have more words to describe green, It’s a fascinating read, even if you don’t accept the premise.

So now the sky isn’t blue (maybe) and the grass isn’t green. So what else do we know to be true?

Even our memories of an event can be wrong. Law enforcement knows all too well that eyewitness accounts can’t always be trusted. Scientific American. Here’s a quote that best sums up the article. “On the contrary, psychologists have found that memories are reconstructed rather than played back each time we recall them. The act of remembering, says eminent memory researcher and psychologist Elizabeth F. Loftus of the University of California, Irvine, is “more akin to putting puzzle pieces together than retrieving a video recording.” Even questioning by a lawyer can alter the witness’s testimony because fragments of the memory may unknowingly be combined with information provided by the questioner, leading to inaccurate recall.”

Have you ever seen the video that tests your powers of observation? I admit that I counted wrong the first time.

So what do I know to be true? Remember that large rock I talked about at the beginning? The one that we used as a picnic table as well as a rock climbing wall? I revisited that rock as an adult, and at first I thought that part of it had been broken off and hauled away. It was so small! Maybe two of my siblings could fit on it now, but there wasn’t any room for a picnic. Of course the rock hadn’t gotten smaller, I’d just gotten bigger.

So what do I know to be true? I know that I’ve experienced both love and hate. That I’ve felt joy and pain—sometimes at the same time. That I’m only one person, but if I can help one other person, I’ve made the world a better place. And I know that I wish more people felt the same way.

June 20 Prompt – “What I know to be true”. No rules here, just run with it. If you’re deeply honest and open, the beauty of what you write may surprise you.
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Character Interview—Kat Benson

In this week’s character interview, we meet Kat Benson from Beach Blanket Murders: The Ocean Can be Deadly

As I looked at the pretty young dark-headed young woman sitting across from me I noticed she’d checked her watch twice since she’d come into the room for her interview. As Associate Dean for the Graduate School at UNC, Chapel Hill, I planned to interview her for several reasons and wondered if she was in a great hurry.

“Good morning Kat. I’m Dr. Judith Lucci. Thank you for agreeing to be interviewed for the University newspaper. As you know, we’re doing student interviews as part of resume building so that when you get your graduate degree next semester, you’ll already have experience with interview techniques. Does that sound okay to you?”

“Yes, yes, that sounds great I’m excited about the interview.” Her voice was young, her eye eager and I had her total attention.

“Tell me a little bit about yourself. Where are you from, where did you go to undergraduate and a little bit about your family. I watched as Kat formulated her response. I could see the wheels turning in her head. She was so pretty, tiny and petite, with her emerald green eyes and her perfect smile. Truly a lovely girl.

Kat took a breath and began. “Well, I’m sorta from everywhere. My dad is retired military, Navy actually, so I’ve lived all over the world. I’ve got two older brothers. It’s been a great experience for me to have been so many places, all over the world, at such a young age. My dad retired my high school senior year, and we moved to the Gulf Coast of Mississippi. I went to undergraduate school at the University of New Orleans and became intrigued with the art, history and culture of the Big Easy so deciding to get a graduate degree in art history was a no-brainer.”

I nodded. “What made you pick the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill for graduate school? Of course, were delighted to have you,” I added.

“Oh, it was definitely the reputation of the school and my brother went here and loved it.” She hesitated a minute and added, “I wanted to put a little distance between my boyfriend and I just so I could figure out whether it was a serious relationship, you know, the real deal,” she added with a serious smile.

I grinned at Kat and said “That’s the first time I’ve heard that response but I appreciate your honesty.”
Kat blushed a little bit and said, “I guess that wasn’t the best answer.”

“I think it was a very honest answer and its fine. I’ve noticed you’ve checked your watch three times in the last 10 minutes. Are you in a hurry?

Kat blushed even more, the red flush spreading from her neck to her face. “Yes, I sort of. I’m going to meet my old college friends from the University of New Orleans and my boyfriend, Liam… who lives in New York… for a long weekend at the beach. I’m so excited and I’ve been waiting for this for what seems like forever. Please forgive me if I’m acting rude.”

I really liked this girl. “No problem, I just hope your weekend is everything you’ve been looking forward to.”

“Oh, I’m positive it will be. Nothing could possibly go wrong. All my best friends are coming and who knows, if I get my wish, maybe I’ll get a marriage proposal!”

I smiled again at the eager young woman and hope everything went according to her plan. “Kat, I want everything you want. Now tell me, what are you planning to do with your graduate degree? Where are you planning to work?”

Kat’s smile was direct. “Well, I’m a little on the obsessive-compulsive side so I started researching where I might want to work last year.”
I smiled at her. She was so young and eager. I remembered when I been young and idealistic. Anyone would be lucky to get her. “And, what’s the verdict? What’s your ideal job?”

“Well,” she said with a huge, warm smile. “I want to work at the Smithsonian…I want to live in DeeCee…”

I smiled at her in return. “DeeCee, huh. Lots of opportunity and lots of traffic! Talk to me next spring. I’ve great contacts there who would love to have you,” I said as I stood and offered her my hand. “Have a wonderful time on the Outer Banks. I hope it all goes well with your boyfriend,” I added as I smiled into her happy face.

“Oh, it will,” she assured me. “Nothing could go wrong. We’re perfect for each other. I’ll let you know how it goes.”

“Please do,” I said as she stood to leave. “Keep in touch with me during the next semester. I want to help you reach your dream of living and working in Washington.”

“Promise,” she said as she clasped my hand. She was gone in a flash leaving a scent of violets, a wave of energy and an exceptional impression.”

That young woman is going to go places, I thought as I returned to my computer. Little did I know what the next few days had in store for her.

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New Cover Reveal! Enforcer by Ryleigh Rhodes

I’m pleased to present the new cover for Enforcer by Ryleigh Rhodes. Ryleigh and I were working on our first books at the same time, and critiqued each other’s work.

The book is currently in edits again as Ryleigh prepares for it’s re-release sometime near the end of the month. In the meantime, get a load of the new cover!

After surviving Iraq, Claire finally has her life on track. The nightmares have stopped along with her need for physical therapy. She has friends and a husband she wouldn’t trade for the world. Nearing the end of her residency, tragedy strikes with the loss of her husband in Afghanistan. Friends rally around her, but will her heart ever fully recover? Left to pick up the pieces and raise her twins alone, Claire struggles to rebuild herself.

Cover Artist: Rebel Edit & Design
Photog: Kruse Images & Photography: Models & Boudoir
Model: Matthew Hosea

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Tools Every Writer Needs—Open Book Blog Hop

What tools does it take to write a book? There’s lots of goodies available for the beginner or experienced writer,with varying claims of how they can contribute to success, but what does a writer really need?

Many, many years ago, (I won’t tell you how many,) I made my first attempt at writing a book. I even finished it. There’s a copy of it stored in a box somewhere, but that’s where it will stay. (It’d bad, folks, really bad.) I used the only tools I had available to me at the time- a pen and paper.

I don’t remember how many words that book was, or how long it took me to write it. Or how long it took me to type it out on an old manual typewriter once I’d completed it. But by gosh, I wrote it.

The second book I wrote, many years later, I also wrote by hand. Same with the third. There was something about seeing the words spill out from the end of the pen that made me feel as if I was creating something worthwhile. Somewhere around the fourth book, I switched to typing into a word processing programming on a computer. It was different, looking at the words on a screen instead of on paper, but it was faster.

And editing was so much easier. Instead of scribbling in margins or over top of words on paper, all I had to do was delete a few letters and replace then with better words. Because editing is as much about writing as is writing a first draft.

There are several tools that every writer should have for editing. The first one is a dictionary. Misspelled words and words used incorrectly happen to the best of writers. A dictionary—either the old hard-bound type or one built into the word processing program—will help eradicate typos. Second is a rarely-used Thesaurus. A Thesaurus is great when a writer can’t come up with just the right word, but it can be a crutch as well and should be used as a last resort.

There are various tools a writer can use for editing. There are sites on line that check grammar, word usage and punctuation. There are also pages where writers can post their work for other writers to critique. Two of these are ProWritingAid and CritiqueCircle. If a writer has access to an in-person critique group, that can be even better. Nothing like bouncing ideas off fellow writers to make improvements.

But there are a couple of tools that every writer should use that don’t come in book for web page format. The first of these is perseverance. It takes a lot of work to write a story, no matter how short or long it is. It’s one thing to put a few words down on paper and start writing a book, it’s another to finish it.

And perhaps most important, is an active imagination. Mark Twain may have said that “substantially all ideas are second-hand, consciously and unconsciously drawn from a million outside source” but that doesn’t mean writers have to stop trying to find new ways to express those ideas. Someone had to be first to write a vampire romance novel, And although my idea of a sci-fi time- travel medieval romance may not have worked for me, other writers have done a much better job with it.

So there it is. My list of the tools a writer needs. Pretty darn basic, Now if the topic had been what I wanted it would have been a different story., To find out what tools other authors use, follow the links blow. And feel free to tell me about the tools you use in your writing in the comments.

June 13 Tools every writer needs
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Hank James Character Interview

This week I’m presenting Hank James, one of the characters from Copper Moon—The Meeting. The story is PJ Fiala’s contribution to the Stories of Sun, Sand and Sea collection, available now for preorder. And don’t forget about our giveaway! Find out how to enter at the end of the post.

Copper Moon – The Meeting
Blurb
The Artist…
Brie Spencer is in need of solitude and scenery to help her heal from the loss of her sister. Feeling she will never be able to move on from this heartache, and the torment of the night her life changed forever, she makes the trip to Copper Moon, to paint and heal.
The Biker…
Hank James has always wanted to win the coveted Copper Moon Cup. But having the fastest time has eluded him, that is until this year. Having spent every waking moment tinkering on his baby, he thinks he’s finally going to bring home the elusive trophy.
The Problem…
Looking to capture the perfect sunrise, Brie tumbles into the path of Hank James – literally. Making final adjustments on his bike before the race begins, Hank heads to the beach for a trial run. Almost running over a woman and dumping his bike is the last thing he needs.
Hank James
So, Hi. I guess you’ve gathered already that I’m Hank. I’m a Marine, and hopefully soon, a full-time bike shop owner and builder. I want to open my own shop and specialize in vintage motorcycles. I fell in love with older bikes when my dad, George, was still alive and I was a little boy. You see, my dad always wanted to win the Copper Moon Cup. Every year, we would load up my dad’s old 1942 Crocker and head to Door County, Wisconsin to race in the Cup. The Cup is a race for vintage bikes only. They have to be at least 20 years old, but the 20 year olds are the new bikes there.
The Crocker, which was my grandpa’s bike first, was special to my dad because it was the bike he learned to ride on. My grandpa bought it used, only a few years old, while he was home on leave from the service and it sat in his dad’s garage until grandpa got home to ride it. Then, well, he rode that bike everywhere. He didn’t have a lot of money when he first got out of the service, so the Crocker was his only mode of transportation for two years. Since he lived in Dell Hollow, Kentucky, it wasn’t too bad; the weather is usually mild most of the year.
When my dad turned 15 Grandpa let him learn how to ride the Crocker. Then, he got a job bussing tables at a local restaurant and paid Grandpa for it as soon as he could. Just like my grandpa, he rode it every day to and from work and school. He used to tell me that he thought he was the cat’s meow when he was on that bike. A smile as wide as an ocean and the girls thought he was something special. At least, my mom sure did. After they had me, Dad didn’t ride it that much – only on the weekends or when he needed to let off some steam. And of course, there was the Cup.
So, to race in the Cup, you can’t have any modifications on your bike; it has to be original. Of course, old parts are hard to come by sometimes, so they allow you to put newer parts on it as long as they are made just like the old ones and there aren’t any enhancements to it. There’s always someone trying to cheat, but that’s what happens when you have a large purse. The race has grown in popularity so much that the purse is now a half million dollars. That’s something special.
So, my two best friends are Colby Landon and Brian Knight. We’ve known each other since grade school. We all went into the service the same year, but we were each in a different branch of the service. I went into the Marines, Colby was a paratrooper in the Army, and Blake is a SEAL. Nowadays, Colby is a smoke jumper, which is a firefighter, and Brian is a bouncer. We’re all in our 40’s but none of us are married at this time. I was, but divorced many years ago. Brian’s never been married; he’s kind of a man whore and Colby was engaged to a gal whom he met in the Army, but she was killed in combat. He’s had a hard time getting on with life.
That brings us back to the Cup. Colby and I want to win so we can open our own bike shop. He says he’s getting too old to continue on with the firefighting, and he’s the best damn fabricator I’ve ever met. He’s made most of the parts we needed for the Crocker. Brian will be there with us, I’m sure. I’ve mentioned it a few times, but he’s noncommittal about it; first, we have to win.
That brings me to Brie. Holy shit, she almost made me dump Julie, that’s the Crocker – long story, but anyway, I did end up dropping her down when Brie stepped out in front of me on the race track. Silly woman. I was pissed off, but something about her just stirs me something fierce. She’s beautiful and kind of sad; but at the same time, she’s smart, funny, and well…I’m hoping we will be able to get to know each other better.


PJ Fiala
I am a wife of thirty years, a mother of four grown children and the grandmother of three lovely grandchildren. When not writing a new story, I can be found riding my motorcycle and exploring this fabulous country of ours. My writing revolves around people anyone would love to spend time with. No self-absorbed billionaires for me.
Earning my Bachelor’s Degree later in life fulfilled a dream for me. Then, I found the courage to write and I haven’t looked back. Currently I have five published books. I also serve as the VP of Communications for WisRWA and devote a large amount of my time helping other authors slog their way through this thing called publishing. I love to hear from fans, so look me up and touch base.
I come from a family of veterans. My grandfather, father, brother, two of my sons, and one daughter-in-law are all veterans. Needless to say, I am proud to be an American and proud of the service my amazing family has given.
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Books I Read as a Teenager — Open Book Blog Hop

As I’ve mentioned on here previously, as a kid I read constantly. Frequently a book a day. So it should be no surprise that I sometimes read books that were technically above my age level. Some that i even hid from my mother, because I figured that she’d take the book away from me.

One of those books was Hawaii by James Michener. I read the book the summer after eighth grade. For those of you who have never read the book, it’s a sweeping saga of the history of Hawaii, approximately 1000 pages long, sex included. I devoured it, and finished reading the book in about three days (including a weekend.)

After that, I became more “adventuresome” in my book selection, although my choices were somewhat limited because I got most of my books from the school library. A Catholic school. No sex in those books. But that was alright, because I could find books that were written for more mature readers and therefore held my attention.

My mother was also a big reader, so I also started hitting up her bookshelf. And the books that no longer fit on the shelves and were being stored in the attic. That’s where I found “Ivanhoe” by Sir Walter Scott. It’s based in the era of knights and chivalry and Robin Hood. It was first published in 1820, but the copy I read was produced in 1928. How do I remember that? I don’t. I now own the book. It has a few pages missing, and is definitely worse for the wear, but it now has a place on my bookshelf.

The reason Ivanhoe stuck in my mind is that it didn’t have a happy ending for all the characters. Rebecca, who was quietly in love with the knight Ivanhoe, and knowing it would never work out between the two of them, gracefully bows out of the picture. I always felt bad for her, but admired her bravery.

(This isn’t the edition I own, but it’s in the spirit of the 1928 version.)

One last book before I close. Somewhere around my senior year of high school, i picked up a copy of Bury My Heart at Wooded Knee by Dee Brown. It was the era of the Vietnam War, but civil rights was still a very much discussed topic, but no one talked about the Indians—now called Native Americans. It was an eye opener for me, and to this day I pay more attention than many people to the ongoing battles that Native Americans have to fight to retain their culture in today’s society. It may have been what influenced me to have Native American references in my first book, Wolves’ Pawn.

Feel free to tell me about how the books you read as a teenager in the comments below. And to find out what our other authors have to say, follow the links below.

June 6 How the books you read as a teenager affected you. Could also be how they influence your writing now.
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Beck Holland- After the Storm

Today I’m tickled to present Beck Holland’s character interview. Beck Holland is the leading man in After the Storm, which will release as part of our anthology, Stories of Sun, Sand, and Sea. He comes from a well-known family and resides in Ember Cove, Alaska, where he’s lived his entire life. When he’s not playing handyman, you can find him playing guitar and singing in the local bar.

Q: “Pull up a chair and let’s break the ice shall we? If you were stuck in the middle of a zombie apocalypse and you had three people to help you fight of the zombie horde, who would they be?
A: “Do they have to be real or fictional? Don’t believe in zombies, but should all my intuition on such things be wrong…I’m going to mix it up with some real and some fictional people. First I would choose Charlene McCann, because she’s pretty fierce when she wants to be and I hear she’s a wicked shot. That guy from the Walking Dead that all the chicks go nuts for…what’s his name? Right, Daryl Dixon. Last I would have to choose Travis because although he’s a pain in the ass, he’s good in a fight.”
Q: “So Beck, are you a clothes in the hamper or on the floor?”
A: “Typically the clothes go in the hamper, but it would depend on my day went and how anxious I was to get out of my clothes. My mother was firm on certain things when I was growing up, and now that I live on my own, they’ve kind of stuck.”
Q: “What is your biggest fear? What frightens you the most?”
A: “Never being able to outrun the legacy of womanizing that the Holland men are known for. I would love to be able to prove my dad wrong and make a relationship stick for the long haul.”
Q: “What’s your favorite guilty pleasure?”
A: “Watching a movie, in bed, with my girl cuddled up next to me. There is nothing like it.” Beck leaned back in the chair. “Wow. Never thought I’d hear something like that come out of my mouth.”
Q: “What’s your favorite comfort food?”
A: “Homemade Barbeque Chicken Pizza. Has to be on a thin crust though. Most people in my family think it’s disgusting, but once I was introduced to it, I was hooked.”
Q: “Have you ever Googled yourself?”
A: “No. Don’t want to know what exists out there on the World Wide Web about yours truly. I’m sure there are plenty of things that depict a side of me, I’d rather forget.”
Q: “If I give you a time machine, what time period and in what place would you travel
to?”
A: “I wouldn’t go back too far. I wish I was living in the fifties. Classic cars, chicks in poodle skirts or pedal pushers, leather jackets, and old fashioned rumbles.”
About Kinsey Corwin
Kinsey Corwin is a contemporary romance author who lives in Las Vegas with her two boys. She dreams of moving back to Texas, where she and her kids could enjoy the waters in the Gulf of Mexico. You will find that Kinsey is really drawn to small town stories, beaches, and cowboys…she blames this on her love of Texas and the character one can find in the small town settings.
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Memorial Day Open Book Blog Hop

First, I apologize for the crummy quality of the following picture. It’s the only one I could find on line.

See that memorial in the background?  The brick wall with the flags in front of it? And the metal marker on it?

I went by that location every day on my way to school and home again. Before the the wall to honor those who died in the Vietnam conflict ever existed, the town I grew up in had its own version to honor those who died serving our country. It was a limited version, and only listed those from our local city. It honored those who died in WW I, WW II and Korea.

 As we went by in the school bus, I’d often look out the window and try to make out a name or two. I was rarely successful. But I never stopped to read the list on the rare occasions when I walked by the location.

Sometime after I left the area, a separate memorial with the names of those local residents who died in Vietnam were added. Why the separate marker? I don’t know the official reason, but my rational mind tells me there were too many names to add to the existing plaque.

So when I think of the real reason for Memorial Day, my first thought is always that lonely marker sitting at the end of a bridge. I don’t know that I ever saw anyone there, but it was always neat. And I like to believe, that as long as that marker exists, we will continue to honor the sacrifice those men made.

Added: I found a second picture of the WW II marker. It’s not a better picture, but it will give you more of the detail. A humble remembrance to those who served and died.

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May 30 Memorial Day (US) – If you’re not American, you can participate (I promise). This could be how you spend Memorial Day. It could be a tribute to the military fallen (which is Memorial Day in the US). It could be the history of Memorial Day. It could be a tribute to someone in your life who has passed (which is what Memorial Day started as). See, nobody gets left out.
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Meet Talia Johnson And a Giveaway!



This week I’m presenting the second in a series of character interviews from the Sun, Sand and Sea anthology. It’s Valerie J. Clarizio’s turn, and she’s here with her character, Talia Johnson.

First, a quick note about Talia. Talia grew up on a dairy farm in Door County Wisconsin. Her love for the outdoors guided her to her career as a Park Ranger in Peninsula state park. She’s twenty-five years old. Her hobbies are hiking, biking and drifting away to alternate realities with good books.

1. What is your biggest fear? What frightens you the most?

My biggest fear is love lost. My mom died several years ago and it broke my heart, and it nearly killed my dad. They were so in love.

2. Where do you see yourself in five years?

I see myself as the head ranger for either Peninsula Park or Newport State Park. I want to be in charge of my own park.

3. What is your favorite guilty pleasure?

Dark chocolate–I crave it daily.

4. What did you want to be when you grew up?

When I was young my parents would take me to the stock car races every Saturday night in summer. I was convinced I should be dirt track racer. As I got a bit older I thought roller derby might be the way to go.

5. What is your favorite pet?

I grew up with German Shepherds, they’re awesome dogs–smart and protective.

Talia Johnson is the main character in Pandemonium on the Peninsula which is a short story set in Door County Wisconsin and will soon be released in a romance anthology featuring 11 beach stories. The anthology is titled Stories of Sun, Sand and Sea…11 Beaches where anything can happen.

Valerie J. Clarizio Bio

Valerie Clarizio lives in romantic Door County Wisconsin with her husband and two extremely spoiled cats. She loves to read, write, and spend time at her cabin in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan.

She’s lived her life surrounded by men, three brothers, a husband, and a male Siamese cat who required his own instruction manual. Keeping up with all the men in her life has turned her into an outdoors enthusiast, of which her favorite activity is hiking in national parks. While out on the trails, she has plenty of time to conjure up irresistible characters and unique storylines for her next romantic suspense or sweet contemporary romance novel.

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Outlining A Story — #OpenBook Blog Hop

Welcome to anyone new dropping by, and welcome back to anyone who has dropped by before. For those of you who don’t know, each week a group of authors talk about a common subject. It’s wonderful to see how alike and how different we are week to week!

This week we’re talking about how we outline a story. For those of you who don’t know, authors tend to fall into two groups: plotters or pantsers. Plotters are those who outline their books, and know the complete plot (for the most part) and everything about the characters before they begin writing Pantsers, on the other hand, are those who write by the seat of their pants. They may have a general idea of what the story is about, but fill in the details as they write.

And I’m a pantser. I may have a beginning and an end to my stories when I start writing, but I rarely know what’s going to happen in the middle. I listen to my characters as I write. Yes, my characters talk to me and no, I’m not crazy.

That means outlining isn’t really a “thing” for me. And occasionally my characters surprise me and I have to go back and rewrite a chapter or two. For example, in my last book, Wolves’ Knight, my main character had a very different idea about where she wanted her love life to go than I did. We had a discussion—okay, we argued about it—and naturally Tasha won. It was her life, after all, and her story.

That doesn’t mean that I allow my characters to completely take over. I’ve had to override Gavin Fairwood, the alpha of the Fairwood pack, a time or two. He’s still not happy about it.

The book I’m currently working on, the next story in the Oak Grove series, was a little more structured when I started. I had a general outline for the main plot—in my head, but not on paper—when I started. I’m about 3/4ths of my way through the first draft, and I’ve been able to stick to the main plot. Some of the subplots, on the other hand, have ended up going places I never expected.

I’m looking forward to seeing what the others on this hop have to say. You can find out too, by following the links below

May 23, 2016 – Your process for outlining a story.
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