One afternoon, I was sitting in my favorite chair chatting on the phone when I heard something outside. Since my family room is three stories up, I was more than a little curious about my visitor. And luckily my camera was not far from my chair. This Great Blue Heron stopped to admire my view. Well, hello world!
Have you noticed that my novels are all based near the sea? One day, I may dare to write a landlocked novel, but not just yet. I love the sea and I spend a lot of time hanging out with my characters in their settings. I’m working on the sequels to Shades of Gray. These two romantic suspense novels have to be written. Abby and Maggie deserve their Happily Ever After, don’t they?
Abby’s story takes place in Savannah, Georgia, and Maggie is back on that small island off the coast of South Carolina where you first met Sam. I do find myself distracted from writing as a walk with my camera, but it does keep my imagination moving forward and I get to post a photo every now and then.
Did you know that by some accounts the tradition of carving a jack-o’-lantern on Halloween originated in Ireland? The Irish carved grotesque faces into turnips and beets. Our neighborhood sticks to carving pumpkins, but those pumpkins greet an amazing number of Irish descendants.
The Irish Travelers live just outside my town’s city limits in Murphy’s Village. They spare no expense dressing their children for this special night. So tonight, I’ll be sitting on a neighborhood porch with friends handing out thousands of pieces of candy treats to the long lines of goblins, princes, and super heroes.
I love the Low Country beaches of South Carolina. There is just something about the salt air and the sound of the surf that makes me happy. When I develop writer’s block, I hop in the car and drive non-stop to the beach. My car is like a horse headed to the barn when I point it east.
My husband often says that the beach heals me. What can I say? The beach is my heaven on earth. The tingle of dried sea salt on my skin, warm sand beneath my toes, and a splash of Coppertone to mingle with the ocean breeze. Heaven. A simple walk on the beach and I’m writing again.
Have you ever wondered how an author comes up with story ideas? For me it’s a simple observation. I see or hear something, and a tale begins spinning in my head. What if? I love that question. I was sitting on my porch trying to plot my next romantic suspense and feeling stuck. I knew I needed to write a sequel to Shades of Gray. I love writing suspense. But I was distracted.
I reached for one of my reference books and noticed I’d used a losing lottery ticket as a bookmark – I believe in recycling. Studying the ticket, I thought about a conversation I’d had with my daughter the previous night. She was giving up on men – dogs were more reliable. She was buying her own home and returning for a second graduate degree. What if?
I stared at the lottery ticket and wondered what her life would be like if she won the millions for a dollar investment. And The Ex Lottery was created. I’m happy to say the book itself has nothing to do with her life, but I thank her for her frustration that day because it sparked my imagination.