First, the murder mystery dinner theater was closed the night we were all dressed up and made it there on time (getting anywhere on time is a story in itself) – cancelled unfortunately due to some folks who were exposed to Covid and had to wait for another two weeks.
SO we got back just a bit ago. Funny, a lot of real groaners (puns), and fantastic food. A stabbing. Suspects. Confessions.
“So you accidentally stabbed him… three times?”
“Yes, that was unfortunate.”
I also finished the final draft of Rules of Engagement. HALLELUJAH. Now I am working on the synopsis. Then the cover letter, proposal, etc., etc. Beta readers, welcome! If you don’t know what that is, comment… 🙂
I am almost done with those pesky rewrites for “Rules of Engagement” (working title). The critique group is shredding it like mozzarella for me. My cover? Yet to be determined. However, if you wish to see some of what I envision, keep on reading. No, it’s not about weeping, mozzarrella, or Operation.
That helpful process is great. Until you realize it’s like going into open heart surgery without anesthesia and car batteries are attached to the surgeon. Routinely zapping him awake or simply for fun. Who is getting his advice from the game, Operation.
After that, it may go directly to the editor for giggles. Or I may withhold it until it’s as clean a copy so she doesn’t. Pretty much she will tear it apart. Re-shred.
Annnnnd this is me. Once she’s done with it.
*The writing life*
Cover ‘in the works.’
“Writing is easy. Just put a sheet of paper in the typewriter and start bleeding.” — Ernest Hemingway
With the debut of “Romance Under Wraps,” promoting, writing “Alex and the Very Dead Doxy” AND “Rules of Engagement,” I am having a riot!
I am pleased to see solid 4s and 5s popping up for “Romance Under Wraps,” and on Kindle, it is on sale in time for Christmas for 99 cents from December 24th to December 30th.
That’s what my main character, Catherine Cade, would call “easy as takin’ candy from a baby.” She’s a thief, and betting within this romantic suspense, she’d tell you to get it while it’s hot enough for the black market!
Perhaps why writers get frustrated at themselves, their agents, publishers etc. :
Let me see if I can put it in words that even the inebriated (writer?) might understand. – Tom Robbins
Had a hankerin’ for posting a new WordPress site. WHY? Oh, heck. I don’t know. I was frustrated (wait… am frustrated) with my website, and wanted to blog.
You know, like destroy everything techy in sight. I want to throttle something. Or the infernal internet, but I’d have to talk to the man who invented it and reach the end of the .com .net .org .everything else internet-y.
Here I will not focus on forensics but on writing and interviews. (this is also a picture of an agent’s desk. And you wonder why it takes more than a month to hear back…)