Turning Fifty - The New Forty NOT!!!!

A friend once told me - "If you think you're a bad-ass at forty just wait until you hit fifty!"  OMG!  Was she right!  If you thought I told it like it was then - wait for it...  Oh yeah!!!


I don't discuss my age nor do I discuss my birthday.  Those days I treat as though they are any other day!  Yeah, I know.  We're not getting older - we're getting better.  Like fine wine...  Blah-Blah-Blah…  However, those milestone birthdays have a way of sneaking up on a person.


I had no problem with forty, I actually embraced it!  By the time I had reached thirty-nine I was already preparing myself for what lay ahead.  But now!!  I’m not so sure I am ready for the BIG ONE!  I don’t feel it and I pray to God I don’t look it!!  Not ready!! 


Age is just a number and I'm going with that.  We'll revisit this in another couple of months and I am sure I will feel differently.  For right now...  That is all I will say on that matter...

Past Reflections - a contemporary first love story that transcends time!

http://www.wings-press.com/Bookstore/Past%20Reflections.htm

 

 

 

One Enchanted Evening

Take an exhilarating limousine ride with Jessica and Ben as they leave a company holiday party together. The cold winter night is perfect with dozens of stars set in the inky velvet sky with the sizzle of electricity in the air.

Meet Jessica Adams. She's young, innocent and beautiful. When she decided to attend the Brookes Brothers holiday party she had no idea she would ultimately end up leaving with an older handsome executive. However, the moment she climbed into that limo and met Ben's deep blue eyes she'd come to realize that she was going to get a lot more than she bargained for.

Meet Bennett Brookes, VP of Brookes Brothers. Turning forty had Ben looking at his life through different eyes. His marriage was on the rocks and had been from day one. He knew there had to be a lot more to life than the corporate mergers he handled with diplomacy. Ben attended the holiday party every year. However, this year had turned out differently as he spotted a woman across the room that he knew he had to meet. One thing led to another and before he realized what was happening he had fallen. Hook, line and sinker.

However, the moment Jessica had learned that he was married that had been the end of what had begun as a fairytale beginning. Without a word Jessica had up and vanished. She was gone from his life just as quickly as she'd entered.

Time slowly passes and Jessica comes to realize that loyalty is a high price to pay and sometimes love is destined to rise above it all. Will Jessica come clean with the truth as she believes it to be and will Ben's love be strong enough to withstand the secret that had pulled them apart to begin with?

A Taste of Past Reflections

Julie Finch had always left a sheltered life, from attending catholic school to the no boys rule.  Now at seventeen and the verge of womanhood she is looking at life through different eyes.  First love is painful enough but picking up the pieces of a broken heart prove even more difficult when there is no closure and tragedy strikes!

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For all of her young life Julie had played by the rules.  She was never one to buck the system but when she had met one of her older brother’s friends something suddenly changed.  Instant crush!  Scott Rourke was older and worldlier but he was also definitely interested.  They met in secret and Julie fell in love. 

When Julie gets into a car accident that leaves her permanently scarred it seems as though Scott uses that as a chance to back away from her.  Not too long after that they go their separate ways but Julie never quite gets over Scott.

Some time later she gets an opportunity to become a camp counselor and jumps at the chance to get away for the summer.  Maybe a change of scenery will help her get over her feelings for Scott once and for all.  Everything else in her life seemed to be falling into place.  But there was that one little lie that seemed to dog her.  Julie had lied about her age to secure the position and it looked like now it might come back and bite her.

Meeting Kevin had started her heart to come alive again.  However, he was a junior counselor and that made him off limits.  Seeing Kevin would be against the rules.  She knew she had some choices to make and Kevin had made it crystal clear where he stood.

Through all of the serenity Camp Wiskle offered the memories of Scott had followed her.  Not only was she battling those old feelings but she was falling for a young man who wouldn’t take no for an answer.  While her heart and head are waging a war tragedy strikes and suddenly there are no choices left to make. 

 

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Past Reflections is a teen love story that will take you on a whirlwind of different emotions.  From first love to loss to love again.  Julie Finch is a determined young woman who comes to learn that breaking the rules is not always a bad thing!!

         

Happy Thanksgiving!!!

Thanksgiving – Blessing, prayer, thanks

 

Such a simple definition.

 

This pretty much sums it up.  I love that word.  We need to give thanks more as well as be thankful for what we have.

 

Wishing you a blessed Thanksgiving!!!

Writing Is Like Going to the Gym (Part I)

By:  Phillip Tomasso

 With January fast approaching, I am hearing more and more people talk about New Year Resolutions. If most people are like me, resolutions are declared, started and then quickly forgotten—or better still—purposely ignored. One resolution I make, year after year—I mean, every year I make it. I see gym and fitness ads running on TV throughout December. So, I know I am not alone. My goal is always to get in shape. Always. I know, one of these years I will stand-fast and commit to actually exercising, eating healthier and making a difference in my physique. One of these years.

Of course I have the classic excuses Not To Exercise. My work schedule. My family responsibilities. My sleep schedule. I can argue to death why these three responsibilities alone are reason enough never to step foot in a gym. I’d be lying to you, the way I lie to myself daily.  But with myself, I’ve fully convinced me that I am telling a solid truth. That exercise just isn’t possible in my immediate future. That, however, I have plenty of time to get to it, and will be so happy and satisfied once I commit.

Believe it or not, writing is very, creepily similar to working out. Uh-huh. Absolutely true. I thought about the best way to present comparisons. Tried narrative.  Seemed okay. But, I believe the readers here will appreciate bullets. Direct correlation between the two. Makes my metaphor more impacting, and visible. Regardless, it was too long a topic to limit to a single blog. Be sure to stop by my blog page for the conclusion to this topic.

--You Need to First Realize You Want to Get in Shape

This is not a blog about alcoholics. But if you don’t first admit there is a problem, there can be no clear road to improvement. I am out of shape. I need to exercise. I need to turn fat into muscle. It would be awesome to wear a shirt and not feel like I HAVE to tuck it in, or blouse it in order to give the illusion that my gut is actually not gut at all, but excess cotton ballooned at the waistline. Abracadabra!

Anyone I ever talk to tells me they want to write a book. Many want to give me their life story so I can weave it into some unbelievable tale that—they assure me—will be a best seller. My answer is always the same. If you have a story, write it. They don’t know where to begin, how to create characters, dialogue, chapters, etc., etc., etc.

--Get Around To Joining A Gym

One piece of advice I share is to join a writing group. Many bookstores and libraries have them. For free, no less. A gathering of writers sharing tips, full of questions that need answering, offering critiques and guidance. I’ve belonged to one or another since I was fifteen years old. The time spent with other writers has been priceless in my career as a novelist.

The second piece of advice is to read. If you want to write a horror novel, read every horror book you can get your hands on. Study the genre you seek to conquer. Note what you like and hate about the books read, what was done well, and what you would do differently. See how the plots unfold, the characters are developed, the tension is paced.

--Start Out All Gung-Ho

Like anything new—relationships, cars, going to school, joining a gym—we always tend to start out with all pistons firing; it’s all we talk and think about; dream of; try to get others on board with. When I’ve joined (and eventually quit) local gyms and fitness clubs, I spent hours of the first several days working out. I’d get up early and hit the treadmills. After work, I’d make my way through the Nautilus equipment, or free weights. I’d drape a hand towel (from the kitchen) over my shoulders to swipe at the rolling beads of sweat, and carry around a water bottle to hydrate my dehydrated body. I’d even cut back on smoking, because working out and not smoking seemed to go hand in hand!

Writing is the same way. That idea we came up with gets fleshed out in long hand on a pad of legal paper. Characters sketched. Concept plots outlined. Possible settings reviewed. We fall asleep at night with a notebook by the bed, wake up re-reading senseless sentences scribbled out during twilight hours.

At some point we realize we’ve compiled a ton of stuff. There aren’t exactly heads or tails to be made from any of it. But we’ve started. We’re writing. It lacks clear direction, lucidity, flow, but gosh-darn if we haven’t leapt and landed with both feet in the heat of drafting something that might, that could, that if we’re lucky, will be considered a working manuscript-or-something-or-other!

--Unused Muscles Get Sore And Achy

And the reality sets in. Usually it’s not the very next morning. It’s two-days later. Reaching for your coffee cup is an impossible task. You triceps, biceps, wrists, knuckles – refuse to work. The idea of bending over to fit socks over your feet scares you into uncontrollable sobs. You groan and moan and cry, literally shed tears, as you shrug your arms into your coat. Don’t even bother with aspirin. It won’t work. Nothing will. You are certain a painful death is all you have to look forward to!

Writing is no different. If you go from never (or not often) having written anything, to writing up a storm there is bound to be some pain. Maybe in your brain, maybe from straining your imagination. But more than likely it will be evident in the writing itself.

I suggest take a breath. A step back. Set the initial material aside. The thing about writing is, you wrote it. So it will generally look good, or right to you when you re-read it. Nothing wrong with that. Well, there kind of is. Regardless – you need a day or two off, to take a break. Believe it or not, when you go back a few days later, reinvigorated and hopefully well-rested, you will be more objective in sorting through the pages and pages of … stuff … that you’ve written. Going Gung-Ho for days and days is strenuous. Necessary sometimes, and more seasoned (in shape) writers can perform better under different circumstances – the endurance is just at a higher level…it’s where we should all aspire to be, the summit to reach, the (insert cliché here) …

. . . Hopefully you want more, to see what happens next in this exciting metaphorically relatable blog.  The conclusion to this cliffhanger of a writing segment will be posted on my blog (in its entirety) prior to Thanksgiving. 

Sandra – thank you so much for inviting me to guest blog. Greatly appreciated.  I wish you so much success in your writing, and hope you will stop by and blog on my blog for blogging’s sake!

Take care, and Happy Holidays everyone!

Phillip Tomasso

My Blog: http://chasingnickles.blogspot.com/?m=0

Twitter: @P_Tomasso

 

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I HATE COMMAS, COMMAS, AND MORE COMMAS!

By:  LILLIAN DUNCAN 

I gladly admit that I hate commas. I much prefer to ignore them when I write. Those kind souls who critique my writing are always pointing out my comma failings (and I so appreciate them).

So, I’ve decided to do something about it. Since I needed to write a post about writing tips, I decided to improve my own writing in the process, or so I hope. Instead of writing about what I know I’m on a quest to find out what I don’t know about commas!

I asked some other writers to give me rules about commas as a first step. Here’s what they’re saying:

Linda Samaritoni gives us RULE # 1: Use a comma in direct address, meaning names.

EXAMPLE : I'm here to help you, friend.

Gail Kittleson, author of Catching Up With Daylight (to be published 2013), gives us RULE # 2: Use a comma after a subordinate clause used as an introduction to a
sentence.

EXAMPLE: After we watched our team lose, we headed to the malt shoppe.


Louise M. Gouge, author of A Suitable Wife, December 2012, tells us about RULE #3: Use a comma to separate independent clauses (complete thoughts) when they are joined by these transition words: for, and, nor, but, or, yet, so.

EXAMPLE: We wanted to go to the movie, but none of the films caught our interest.

Amy Cattapan, aspiring author and a middle school English teacher, gives us RULE #4: When including a full date in a sentence (month, day, and year), put a comma after the year as well as between the day and the year.

Example: The conference held on September 21, 2012, was a great success.

I give you RULE #5: Use commas to separate a series of at least 3 objects or events.

EXAMPLE: She woke up, brushed her teeth, ate breakfast, and then left for the day.

I’m checking out the Chicago Manual Of Style, which is what many fiction writers use as the ultimate grammar and punctuation resource. I’ve spent more than an hour reading questions about commas and CMOS answers on their website.

A few things have become clear to me.

Commas are troublesome to lots of people not just me.

There are lots of ambiguous situations concerning commas, but the CMOS people have a consistent answer. If the comma helps to clarify a situation use it. If the sentence doesn’t need clarifying then don’t use it.

In many situations, commas can or cannot be used, and either way would be right. That makes me feel better. I guess it comes down to personal preference and what your editor prefers.

The CMOS website points out that good editing smoothes the way for the reader. And I guess that’s why writers need editors. My job is to create the story, and the editor’s job is to smooth out the bumps.

But I’m hoping my editor has a few less commas to add in my next story!

YOUR ASSIGNMENT SHOULD YOU CHOOSE TO ACCEPT IT: I purposefully left out some commas in the above post and possibly a few accidentally. Leave a comment if you find a sentence that needs a comma with an explanation why. You may refer to the above rules to make it easier.

BIO:

LILLIAN DUNCAN writes stories of faith mingled with murder & mayhem. She writes the type of books she loves to read—suspense with a touch of romance. Whether as an educator, a writer, or a speech pathologist, she believes in the power of words to transform lives, especially God’s Word.

To learn more about Lillian and her books, visit: www.lillianduncan.net. She also has a devotional blog at: www.PowerUpWithGod.com

Her latest book DARK ALLEYS (Lost and Found Books) was released in September. She will also be releasing a novella just in time for Christmas-THE CHRISTMAS STALKING (Harbourlight Books).

About DARK ALLEYS: Being innocent and proving it are two different things, especially when a powerful politician is involved

Tessa’s life spiraled out of control and she finds herself in a dark alley on a cold wintry night. After she witnesses a murder, she almost becomes his second victim, but manages to escape—just barely.

Homeless and alone, she knows the authorities won’t believe someone like her, leaving her only one option—to run.