Wednesday Words: Goin’ My Way

Posted on October 18, 2023 by Silver James

For those of you who follow me on FB, you’ll remember my Saturday post featuring Callum, the IT brain of Boston’s Irish Mob. Today’s snippet is the reason he was on my mind. Well, this snippet and other scenes invovling Cal and Sophie. The prompt for last #ThursdayThreads is: **Where are you going?”** I’m pretty sure Sophie is positive about where she’s headed…

Sophie pressed against the wall, ordering her thudding heart to slow. With great care, she inhaled. The male voices, muted as they were, wafted from behind the cracked double doors. Brian Boru’s office. She strained to hear the conversation and to identify the owners of those voices.

“Do you know where he is?” That had to be Boru, she thought.

“No, and that’s the problem, Brian.” She wasn’t sure who spoke.

“But you’re sure he was taken?” Boru again.

“Oh, aye. Several of the shopkeepers saw him get snatched.” That had to be Mick O’Connor.”

“But no one could identify who took him.”

Ah, she thought. Ronan O’Conner. Her heart and lungs seized. If the brothers were both here, seeing as they were the Boru’s top lieutenants, that meant something bad had gone down. And then, with a certainty that stabbed her in the heart that had just started beating again, she knew. Callum. They were talking about Callum. Thugs had snatched him off the street. That’s why he was late.

Well, they might not know who’d taken him, but she had a wicked sure idea. Easing back the way she’d come, she made it to the stairs unnoticed and dashed up them to the guest room where she’d been staying. She pulled on boots and a quilted jacket before adding the knife she kept stashed in the boots she now wore to her coat pocket.

With the stealth she’d learned as a teen sneaking out of her father’s house, she gingerly descended the back stairs and made it through the kitchen to the back door. Where Ronan stood, arms crossed. She shivered all the way down to her toes. This man was far scarier than her father ever dreamed he was.

“Where are you going?”

“To get him back.”

Can you tell I’m having fun with this book? I hope so, because I am. I love all the characters and I worry about giving each of them enough “screen time.” Well, technically, that would be page time. LOL The thing is, this started out as Ronan and Maura’s story and it turned into so much more. Which is why I’ve kept moving my word count goal higher. I’m hoping 100K will be enough. If not, I hope I don’t keep anyone up a couple of nights finishing it. Oh, who am I kidding? I TOTALLY hope that happens! That means I’ve done my job as a writer, drawin y’all into the story and making you care and worry about the characters as much as I do. Anyway, I’ll leave it to your imaginations as to what comes next. Writers, your mission, should you accept it, is to riff upon the prompt. And the question today is for everyone–writers and readers alike. Where are you going today?

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Tuesday Treats & Titles: Ghosts & Sorting Hat Cookies

Posted on October 17, 2023 by Silver James

So, we are in the Halloween season and that always turns my thoughts to witches and ghosts and vampires and werewolves. Which, of course, means my thoughts turn to the Penumbra Papers. And when I saw this recipe, I decided these cookies would be loads of fun, especially for Harry Potter fans. And since the Potterverse is in England and Scotland, yup. My thoughts went straight to the last book released in that series. And seriously, how cute are these sorting hat cookies?

Total Time: 53 mins.
Prep Time: 45 mins. (includes making and decorating)
Bake Time: 8 mins.

Ingredients
30 HERSHEY’S KISSES Brand Milk Chocolates
6 Tbsps butter softened
2/3 cup granulated sugar
1/4 cup REESE’S Creamy Peanut Butter
2 tsps water
1/2 tsp vanilla extract
2 Tbsps egg beaten (and YES, this means beat an egg and scoop up 2 tablespoons. You can make scrambled eggs with the leftover, I guess. LOL)
3/4 cup all-purpose flour
1/4 cup HERSHEY’S SPECIAL DARK Cocoa
1/4 tsp salt
1/8 tsp baking soda
3/4 cup white frosting (Ready-to-spread or Homemade)
food color (red, yellow, blue, and green)
sugar (Extra to roll dough balls in–or if you want special, use crystalized sugar)

READY TO MAKE THIS?
Directions
1 – Heat oven to 350° F. Remove wrappers from chocolates; set aside.

2 – Beat butter, sugar, peanut butter, water and vanilla in medium bowl unitl well blended. Beat in egg. Stir together flour, cocoa, salt and baking soda. Gradually add to butter mixture, beating until well blended.

3 – Divide dough into 30 equal balls (about 1 inch each). Roll in sugar (if desired). Place on ungreased cookie sheets and flatten to make 1- 1/2 inch circles.

4 – Bake 8 to 10 minutes or until cookie edges are set. Top each cookie with chocolate piece; gently loosen cookie from sheet but leave on cookie sheet.

5 – Allow heat from cookie sheet and cookie to soften chocolate. (Chocolate will soften from bottom toward tip and becomes shiny–about 10 minutes) Use toothpick or end of small paring knife to draw facial features on chocolate. Cool completely. Allow chocolate to firm before finishing cookies.

6 – Divide white frosting into four small bowls. Tint frosting so that you have red, yellow, blue and green frostings. Place in piping bags or heavy-duty food storage (freezer) bags with #47 tip and #1 tip for accent on scarfs. Pipe frosting band around base of each chocolate piece. Garnish as desired. Makes 30 cookies.

Check out all the details and nutritional info at HERSHEYLAND. Now, we all know that while Sade is something of a foodie, when it comes to the actual preparation and cooking part, she’s better at ordering in or heading out to a favorite restaurant, coffee shop and/or bakery. Also, as of yet, there are no kids in the Penumbraverse. Not yet anyway. But I know a secret that not even the characters know about each other. 🤫 Don’t tell, ‘kay? Every one of the characters has read the Potter series and loves the books. Well, except Sinjen. And maybe Alice Cooper. But Sade, Caleb, Roman (who got turned onto the books by Verity), and Ariel have them. I’ll leave it to y’all to decide which house they wish/or should be sorted into. All I know is they’d all scoff at these cookies until no one was looking and then they’d load up on them and escape to munch on them while reading. I’ll admit, they do make a tasty treat while reading GHOSTS AND THE ANCIENT STONES. If you have grabbed your copy, click on the title to get to the Books2Read landing page to find your favorite online store. If you have a Hoopla subscribtion, or your library does, you can read it for free from Hoopla. The link should be there, too. In the meantime, are you a Potterhead? And if so, what house would you belong to?

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Middling Monday

Posted on October 16, 2023 by Silver James

AUTUMN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Temps were in the 60s this weekend for highs. Fuzzy slippers and soft hoodies rule my world. Why yes, I am a happy camper at the moment. I love this time of year. And I love the food that comes with it. More about that later. Oh, heck, let’s talk about it now. I’m really big on comfort food. The ooey-gooey kind, sometimes with cheese, sometimes not. So what’s on the grocery list for Wallyworld today? The fixings for spaghetti, shepherd’s pie, chicken pot pies, and maybe beef stew. Chili was on that list until last night. Lawyer Guy decided that chile would taste good for dinner last night. He even offered to go buy the Fritos. So, yeah, chili dinner while we watched Game 1 of NLCS.

Which brings us to sports. No soccer this weekend but there was college football. My OSU Cowboys upset #23 Kansas. OU had a bye week. Houston Astros and Texas Rangers moved on the ACLS and Philadelphia Phillies and Arizona Diamondbacks in the NLCS. Its kinda fun to watch baseball when I don’t have a pony in the ring. (This is a happier allusion than a dog in the fight, don’cha think?) I do love me some baseball. And softball.

In other news, I had a date with the vampires yesterday. I had an early appointment so Jake and I were the first there after they opened and breezed right through. I have easy veins and good blood. I can fill a pint bag in five minutes or less. And the vampires and their minions love Jake. I turned down the shirt though. It was cute–a glow in the dark skeleton with a pumpkin-colored head but it was short sleeves. I have a stack of short-sleeved donor tees but only one that’s 3/4 sleeve. I want long sleeves! It’s FALL, y’all!!!!!

Writing. It continues at a steady pace. Some of my characters ganged up on me last week and sent me on a detour. That’s okay. It fits into the flow of the story and gives some depth to the women involved with the Wolves. Not that my heroines don’t have depth but usually, they arrive once book at a time and get folded into the…nest? Clutch? Gang? Girl Crew? Okay. I’m walking away from that rabbit hole or I’ll never finish this post. Anyway, all the mates sort of show up and get enfolded together in a bang-bang fashion. Luckily, despite huge variety in their backgrounds, they all get along. All I’ll say is Mick better watch his Ps & Qs where Shannon is involved because he soooo does not want to cross that posse. If y’all have an idea for what to call me, drop it in the comments here or on FB.

Reading. I finished off the Amanda Quick entries in the Arcane Society an spin-off series. Moving on to the contemporary set, beginning with WHITE LIES under the Jayne Anne Krentz “brand.” It’s been over 10 years since I read any of these books and I’ll admit the nostalgic trip is rather fun.

Not much else going on in my world. What’s going on in yours?

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Friday Sinema: Octoberfest

Posted on October 13, 2023 by Silver James

Why is it nothing this cool ever happens when I’m traveling? And yes, I did use Google translate to figure out what the heck was happening. Basically, a German plane with 260 passengers just boarded for a flight to Rio was treated to a flashmob by the German band voXXclub, that no one seemed to recognize. Including me. LOLOL Anyway, I watched, it was fun. I danced in my chair. Happy Octoberfest and yeah, it finally feels like Fall today! Have a great weekend!

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Thursday Thoughts: Getting From Here to There

Posted on October 12, 2023 by Silver James

So, as a writer, how do you get from there to here? As discussed yesterday in Wednesday Words, it depends on the “style” of writing you’re most comfortable with. Since I’m weird and something of an outlier when it comes to my process, I’m showing you the difference between the “puzzle pieces.” I had two small scenes (and by small, I mean maybe ten words of notes) and then a scene from another #ThursdayThreads challenge. Here’s the sketch: Fiona has a squabble with Bowie and takes off. Second scene: Maura stumbles across Fiona and helps her get home. Longest scene: The crew sitting around Clancy’s telling tall tales. Last week’s prompt **”She had never been there.”** gave me just the inspiration I needed to put the first two together and set up bridge for the third because I had to get Maura to Clancy’s somehow. I hope you enjoy the long version–minus the actual Clancy scene. I have a bit of tweaking to do there.

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Fiona was lost. And a little afraid. There were so many people pressing around her, all talking loudly and jostling. She tried to understand the huge map hanging above her head. Buses. Trains. Which was which and where did they go? She stepped back and stumbled as she knocked into a warm body.

“Oh, mercy,” she cried, whipping around. “My apologies, surely!”
The woman she’d rammed straightened and seeing the tears in her eyes offered a smile. “No harm done.” She gazed about the area, as if looking for someone. “You’re not from around here, are you.”

It wasn’t a question but Fee answered anyway. “I’m not, no. An’ I’m a wee bit lost.” Fiona offered a shy smile. “Well, truth be told, I’m a lot lost.”

“No worries. Where are you going?”

And wasn’t that the question. She’d been angry at Bowie and had slammed out of the apartment. She’d walked all the way to the bay and then foolishly caught a bus, riding until it hit the end of the line. Here in this enormous station that mixed trains and buses and the subway. She couldn’t remember the name of the street where Bowie’s flat was located. She racked her brain.

“I think I’m lookin’ for Telescope Hill.” The lady curled her lips between her teeth in an effort to hide a smile. “Ya ken go ahead an’ laugh. I’m stayin’ with…friends an’ I’m an absolute dolt for not knowin’ the address nor how t’get back there. There’s a place called Telescope Hill an’ I know it’s close. If I could get there, I can find my way to their flat.”

“Could it possibly be Telegraph Hill? Over in Dorchester Heights?”

Fiona considered. “Maybe? There’s a park and a white tower.”

The woman nodded. “That sounds like Thomas Park and the monument.”

“There’s a pub nearby.” Fiona suddenly brightened. “’Tis painted green.”

The woman laughed. “Sorry. That could describe half the bars in Boston.”

“My friend…he hangs there with his mates and his sister works there. It’s called Clancy’s.”

The woman narrowed her eyes and gave Fiona a penetrating look. “Your friend hangs out at Clancy’s?”

The change in the woman’s demeanor scared Fee a bit and she eased back a step. Her instincts screamed for her to run but the woman grabbed her arm. For someone who looked all beautiful and gentrified dressed in her business suit and carryin’ a briefcase, she was certainly strong.

“Let me go,” she whispered, eyes wide with fear.
Maura inhaled to regain some control the moment she realized she’d scared this girl. “It’s okay,” she assured. “I won’t hurt you. My name is Maura Brannigan. What’s yours?”

“Fee. Everyone calls me Fee.”

“I bet that’s short for Fiona, yes?” At the girl’s nod, Maura discovered she was more curious than concerned. Fiona looked healthy, just lost and scared. The fact she was probably fresh off the boat, so to speak, could mean any number of things. “Come with me. I’ll buy you a coffee and we can talk. Then I’ll make sure that you get home safe and sound.”

They stepped into a nearby coffee shop. Maura ordered for them both then settled at a table in the far corner, with plenty of empty tables around it to ensure some privacy.

“Are you safe?” she asked as the girl took a sip of her vanilla latte. She got big eyes in response.

“Dear Mary but that’s good,” Fiona breathed. “I’m thinkin’ this is my new favorite beverage.” Then, she understood the question. Ducking her head, she looked up from under a curtain of wavy red hair. “Yah,” she whispered. “For the first time in forever, I’m safe.” She sighed. “I got mad and took off like an bloomin’ igit.” She chewed her bottom lip. “Bowie’s gonna be so worried.”

Maura pulled out her cell phone. “Do you know his number?”

Tears sprang once more in Fiona’s eyes. She shook her head. “Total igit.”

Knowing she had no choice, Maura punched in a number she should not know by heart, and she ignored the way that heart lurched when a gruff male voice answered, “O’Connor.”

“Are any of your boys missing a sweet little redhead?”

After a muted conversation on Ronan’s end and what sounded like a kerfluffle, the man said, “Where are you? I’ll send a car.”

“I’m quite capable of getting Fee home, Ronan. Besides, she needs to learn the T and the bus system so she can get around.”
“Maura—”

She cut him off. “There’s the T now. Gotta dash. We’ll see you in about thirty minutes.” She clicked off her phone. After all, she had never been there and this was the perfect opportunity to visit the infamous Clancy’s Irish Pub and beard the dragon in his very own lair.

Except, as dragonish as Ronan O’Connor acted, it was always a wolf Maura saw looking out from his eyes.

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And there it is. A long-winded Thoughts today, but one also prompted a bit by some of the messages from the Universe about inspiration and going for it and stuff like that there. Since I was having the devil of a time figuring out how to Maura to Clancy’s with an excuse for her to go there that would fly in her own mind because she’s doing her best to deny the attraction between her and Ronan. *bwahaha* Anyway, that’s a long-winded example of how a Puzzler’s mind works. I have the whole picture on the cover of the puzzle box. I have all the straight pieces framing the puzzle and now I’m fitting pieces together, a few at a time, before I fit those parts together to make a bigger picture, and adding those larger sections together until the enitre interior is complete. Easy peasy. And I DID mention that I am weird in my process, which definitely drives many writers crazy but works for me. What’s working for you today, writers and readers?

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Wednesday Words: Never Been There

Posted on October 11, 2023 by Silver James

Yay! I won last week’s Thursday Threads using the prompt: **She had never been there.** I thought I’d do something a little different this week. The flash fiction challenge is limited to 250 words and those scenes always get expanded when I use them in a WIP. So, a little insight into my working writer’s brain. Today, you get the original posting of 250 mostly bare-bones words telling a tale. Tomorrow, for Thursday Thoughts, I’ll post the expanded scene after a discussion of how my writer’s brain works and the process of adding words and actions.

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“Oh, mercy,” she cried, whipping around. “My apologies, surely!”

The woman she’d rammed smiled. “No harm done. You look confused.”

“I am, yes. An’ a wee bit lost.” Fiona smiled shyly. “Well, truth be told, I’m a lot lost.”

“No worries. Where are you going?”

And wasn’t that the question. “I think I’m lookin’ for Telescope Hill.”

“Might that be Telegraph Hill?”

Fiona considered. “Maybe? There’s a pub nearby.” Fiona suddenly brightened.
“Clancy’s.”

“Clancy’s?” Maura breathed, regained control. “My name is Maura Brannigan. What’s yours?”

“Fee.”

“Short for Fiona, yes?” At the girl’s nod, she asked, “Are you safe?”

“Yah,” Fee whispered. “For the first time in forever, I’m safe.” She sighed. “A bloomin’ igit, I am. Bowie’ll be so worried.”

Maura grabbed her cell phone. “Do you know his number?”

Fiona shook her head.

With no other choice, Maura called a number she should not know by heart.

A gruff male voice answered, “Ronan O’Connor.”

“Are any of your boys missing a sweet little redhead?”

“Where are you? I’ll send a car.”

“There’s the T. I’ll get Fee home. See you in about thirty,” She clicked off. After all, she had never been there and what a perfect opportunity to visit the infamous Clancy’s Irish Pub and beard the dragon in his lair.

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So now you’ve had a glimpse at how this writer works, and I think to some degree, all writers handle their craft. Some brainstorm the whole story then plot each scene and outline them–your classic Plotter. Others get a flash of inspiration, think “Hrm. That’ll make a great tale!” They then sit down and start writing and get “light bulb moments” along the way dealing with characters, settings, and plot points. Yes, these Pantsers write by the seat of their pants–so to speak. And then there’s the rest of us–a combination of the two, plus folks like me. I’m a Puzzler. I get a flash of inspiration then I dream up characters (the who) to fit the situation, along with the where and the when. That’s all the straight pieces of the puzzle. And then… Well, tune in tomorrow to discover the how and the why. Writers, use it or lose it. Readers, where’s someplace you’ve never been?

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Tuesday Treats & Titles: Oops Edition

Posted on October 10, 2023 by Silver James

Uhm…rut ro! Apologies. This is a bit late and done on the fly because…reasons. Good ones. I got so deep into the Boston Wolves yesterday that I forgot I hadn’t set up the blog for today. Tuesdays are kind of a pain. I have to find a recipe, pick a character to match, and then do a graphic with the food and the book cover and embed the links. I totally blanked out yesterday. The good news is, the story made great strides.

So anyway, down and dirty edition today. You get my standard graphic and a couple of questions to answer. Here we go:

  1. Whether you read paper, ebook, or listen to audio, what is the messiest snack you love to eat while reading? I mean like, leaves fingerprints and stuff. For me, it’s Cheetos Puffs. And yes, sadly, I do have paperback with orange spots in the margin. I will also inhale an entire giant size bag in one sitting.
  2. What is the snack you love most that is the least likely to leave a mess on page or screen? I’m all about the Peanut M&Ms. Melt in your mouth, not on your book.
  3. What book are you currently reading? I’m finishing off Amanda Quick’s THE BURNING LAMP and then goning “back” to her THE PERFECT POISON, which released at midnight. POISON is the 3rd book in the 5 by Quick. They others had already been released so when I finished the 2nd, I skipped to the 4th with intent to backtrack once POISON released. While interconnected, they can be read standalone for all intents and purposes.

Your turn. Messy snack? “Clean” snack? And current read?

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Don’t Mind Monday

Posted on October 9, 2023 by Silver James

Hello, Monday. I have coffee. And no air conditioner turned on! I’m such a happy camper right now. Friday night, I even wore a quilted windbreaker with a hood to the soccer game. Saturday was fuzzy slippers before time for siren test and BBQ with the family. Long sleeves! Sunday was fuzzy slippers and hoodie. Sadly, the 80s are coming back a few days this week. That’s okay. Nights are still cool enough to keep the house comfortable and then 60s this coming weekend. I do love me some Fall!

In writing news, I love my Irish Wolves, too. I need to figure out which of them is white. Actually, I need to figure out what coat color they all have, except Devlin. Devlin is a black wolf. He’s already made an appearance. Anyway, new words last week and over the weekend and more scenes falling into the correct order. The word count shifts back and forth but this will still be one of my longest books to date. I can only hope I don’t bore readers and they’ll be as excited over these Wolves as I am. There’s all sorts of twists and turns and secrets coming out. Stick around Wednesday and Thursday this week for some of those words and a peek at my process.

We still haven’t won the Powerball lottery. Bummer. But yeah, buying a ticket today because 1.5 BILLION in the pot, though less if you take the cash payout and pay taxes.

There were sports this week. The aforementioned soccer game Friday night and a two-game tournament up the turnpike on Sunday. Stormy’s team lost but they scored a goal and kept it tight up until the end, when it got dark and there are no lights on that field. Plus they were playing the A team. No clue on the other games at the time of this typing. In college football, my OSU Cowboys managed to pull of the win against Kansas State on Friday night–an upset. And the bigger upset is #12 OU beat #3 Texas in the Red River Rivalry at the Cotton Bowl. My family were HUGE OU fans and I’ve been down to many of those games in my childhood. Luckily, in college, they let me stay home alone. Still, it was touch-and-go down to the very last drive of the game. Exciting football! And speaking of upsets, the Phillies beat Braves, Rangers beat the Orioles, and the Diamondbacks beat the Dodgers. Atlanta Braves and Baltimore O’s were #1 seeds in the bracket and the Dodgers were #2. Crazy sause. Two more games yesterday, but again, this was typed before scorres. If you’re intereted, you’ll know the outcomes. If you aren’t this boring so moving along. LOL

Still waiting on the re-release of Amanda Quick’s THE PERFECT POISON audio book in her Arcane series. I skipped ahead to the next book and trying to listen in small bursts. I don’t want to start the last Quick entry before this middle book that comes out tomorrow. Then it’s on to the contemporary stories by Jayne Ann Krentz.

Not much else going on. I made a Cajun Boil last week–shrimp, sausage, potatoes, and corn-on-the-cob in butter/Cajun spice sauce. Good stuffs! I also did a quick Chicken-Mushroom Alfredo with bow tie pasta. Yes, I cheated and used a jar of Alfredo sauce but it was tasty so there. 😛 I’m looking forward to more comfort food fixings as the weather cools. I love spaghetti, shepherd’s pie, patty melts, etc. And hot bread. It was way too hot this summer to have the oven on.

I need a CD player. Who knew?!? Neither of my computers accept music CDs and I’ve got a huge collectio of them that I’d like to plug into while I write. I’m staying away from world news. It’s just too sad while also making me so angry. I hope the Universe has a special place in Hell for terrorists and those who support them. Moving on… Music. I’m streaming “play lists” on Youtube at present and that’s okay except I’m going to have to start over soon. Which is why I’m checkin out places to purchase a CD player on the cheap. I used to have one or two but I think they went to the thrift store long ago, if they were still operable. Anyway, I’m open to suggestions.

On that musical note, I’m off to Wallyworld for the weekly grocery run. Luckily, the list isn’t too long so hopefully Jake and I can dash, get done, hit Starbucks on the way home, and then I can settle in to do laundry and write. How do y’all listen to music these days? And what are you going to settle in to do today?

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Friday Sinema: Southern Blessings

Posted on October 6, 2023 by Silver James

I’m not known for getting political on social media. Heck, as a rule, I don’t political face-to-face unless it’s with Lawyer Guy but after 40 years of marriage, he just rolls with it. And vice versa. But this #ItsASouthernThing video is so very true! Yeah, I AM proud Southerner, why do you ask? And yeah, just wait for it… Have a great weekend, all!

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Thursday Thoughts: Universal Needs

Posted on October 5, 2023 by Silver James

I am learning the various blocks available to me on WordPress and it’s not easy because I’m so used to their classic version where everything is just there, handy, and I know how to add the coding needed to make it look the way I want it to. As a result, today’s message from the Universe applies to all sorts of things. I’m discovering what I need most to publish this blog, for sure. Mainly, though, I have to agree with the Big U when it comes to my writing.

Silver, that which you most need, right now, is already at hand.

You knew that,
  The Universe
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P.S. Today you sit on a gold mine, Silver, upon acres of diamonds.

What do I need most when it comes to this WIP? Time and focus. I have the first, need the second because Procrastination is my middle name. I really am sitting on a gold mine of ideas, scenes, and words so there’s that. And I’m really hoping that this book is a diamond in the rough. I’m still wondering about the title, though. Working title is MOONSTRUCK MAFIA: BOSTON. There are two more books out there–New York and Chicago. And yeah, working titles are MM: New York and MM: Chicago. Not exactly thrilling so if you’re feeling creative, I’m open to suggstions. In the meantime, I’m back to work. What do you need today?

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