Last week we had a couple of days of spring--before spring officially arrived. Temperatures in the 60s gave people the idea that it was time to break out the sunglasses, shorts, sandals, and sun screen.
Not quite.
Yesterday we had a 12-hour snowstorm. There were lots of accidents on the roads because of it, one involving a school bus full of handicapped children.
Why all the accidents? Because people suddenly forgot how to drive in winter.
Actually, they didn't forget. They were in such a hurry they decided that while everyone else around them was driving carefully, they didn't have to and could go the speed limit (or above). They could continue to talk (or WORSE YET TEXT) on their cell phones. They could put on make-up, eat that burger, or just plain not pay attention to the road conditions.
Consequently, it tied up a lot of police officers, firemen, EMTs, and ambulance drivers, as well as delaying traffic, causing health care and insurance rates to rise.
I did have to go out in that mess, but I was home before the worst of the snow hit. I also saw the aftermath of an accident that put the fear of Mother Nature in me. I stayed home for the rest of the day.
What is wrong with people that they think THEY don't have to use common sense when the weather turns nasty?
And what's bugging you today?
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
NOW AVAILABLE: Bound By Suggestion (Jeff Resnick Mystery #4)
I've waited a long time to be able to announce that Bound By Suggestion is now available as an e book.
Look at that cover. Isn't it brilliant? It was done by my friend Pat of Pat Ryan Graphics.
Here's a brief description:
In exchange for helping her unlock the emotions of a disturbed young woman, psychiatrist Dr. Krista Marsh promises to cure Jeff Resnick's recurring headaches via hypnotism. Things start out rocky and quickly get worse when both the young girl and the doctor begin to manipulate Jeff. Soon he's experiencing the young woman's emotions and can't tell where hers leave off and his begin, and Krista has other reasons for ingratiating herself into Jeff's life. Meanwhile, Jeff's brother Richard is vying for a chairman seat on the hospital's fundraising board. Two seemingly unrelated events that suddenly converge with deadly results.
It's currently available for $2.99 from:
Kindle Nook
Smashwords.
The trade paperback edition will be available in about a month. I'll let you know when that happens.
So ... what do you think?
Here's a brief description:
In exchange for helping her unlock the emotions of a disturbed young woman, psychiatrist Dr. Krista Marsh promises to cure Jeff Resnick's recurring headaches via hypnotism. Things start out rocky and quickly get worse when both the young girl and the doctor begin to manipulate Jeff. Soon he's experiencing the young woman's emotions and can't tell where hers leave off and his begin, and Krista has other reasons for ingratiating herself into Jeff's life. Meanwhile, Jeff's brother Richard is vying for a chairman seat on the hospital's fundraising board. Two seemingly unrelated events that suddenly converge with deadly results.
It's currently available for $2.99 from:
Kindle Nook
Smashwords.
The trade paperback edition will be available in about a month. I'll let you know when that happens.
So ... what do you think?
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
I'd like a bagel right now!
The long saga of my dental implants is just about over . . .
Today I was supposed to get my crowns -- but I got a call last Monday from my dentist's receptionist saying: "They're ready now and we've had a cancellation. Wanna come in?"
You bet!
Of course, what should have taken ninety minutes blossomed into a four-hour ordeal . . . but we won't go there. Suffice to say I CAN CHEW!!!
I had planned to celebrate by buying a bagel. Um . . . haven't gotten around to that yet.
It still feels weird to have two teeth where for nearly 11 months there were none. It's a bit hard to floss between them, but so far so good.
Was it worth the two surgeries, the dozens of appointments, and the thousands of dollars? (Let's just say Mr. L and I could have gone to England on the Queen Mary II for what this cost.)
Maybe.
Would I do it again?
Probably. (And not drag my feet for three months making the decision.)
And how goes the chewing?
Just fine!
Today I was supposed to get my crowns -- but I got a call last Monday from my dentist's receptionist saying: "They're ready now and we've had a cancellation. Wanna come in?"
You bet!
Of course, what should have taken ninety minutes blossomed into a four-hour ordeal . . . but we won't go there. Suffice to say I CAN CHEW!!!
I had planned to celebrate by buying a bagel. Um . . . haven't gotten around to that yet.
It still feels weird to have two teeth where for nearly 11 months there were none. It's a bit hard to floss between them, but so far so good.
Was it worth the two surgeries, the dozens of appointments, and the thousands of dollars? (Let's just say Mr. L and I could have gone to England on the Queen Mary II for what this cost.)
Maybe.
Would I do it again?
Probably. (And not drag my feet for three months making the decision.)
And how goes the chewing?
Just fine!
Monday, March 21, 2011
Getting a little ahead of myself . . .
There isn't one traditionally published author alive who hasn't felt s/he could've done a better art direction job than our big NY publishers. (For the most part, I'm pretty happy with my Berkley Prime Crime covers--especially for the Booktown Mystery series. But there have been a couple I would've made rather extensive changes to.)
One of the best things about self-publishing your own work is you get to play art director. Okay, my first attempts were pretty lame, but thanks to eavesdropping on discussions on good cover presentation, and the marvelous covers my cover designer has made for my Jeff Resnick books -- I think I'm getting better at it.
Here's the cover for my latest short story, a sweet romance called Are You Lonely tonight. I got input from my friends Ellery Adams and Leann Sweeney, and my graphic designer husband put it together. What do you think?
It's Available On/From:
Kindle
Nook
Smashwords
(And did I mention it's only 99 cents?)
I'm currently working on a new Jeff Resnick short story. I figure I'm only halfway done writing it, but I got so cranked up by it I went looking for pictures to illustrate it. Here's what Mr. L and I came up with.
I allowed myself all of last week to catch up on stuff (a quick rewrite, and some other work that needed completion) so I'm back on the WIP (the third Victoria Square Mystery) which means that working on the short story is relegated to the evenings. But I hope to have the story available in a couple of weeks.
Meanwhile, do you like the cover? Would it make you want to read the story?
One of the best things about self-publishing your own work is you get to play art director. Okay, my first attempts were pretty lame, but thanks to eavesdropping on discussions on good cover presentation, and the marvelous covers my cover designer has made for my Jeff Resnick books -- I think I'm getting better at it.
It's Available On/From:
Kindle
Nook
Smashwords
(And did I mention it's only 99 cents?)
I allowed myself all of last week to catch up on stuff (a quick rewrite, and some other work that needed completion) so I'm back on the WIP (the third Victoria Square Mystery) which means that working on the short story is relegated to the evenings. But I hope to have the story available in a couple of weeks.
Meanwhile, do you like the cover? Would it make you want to read the story?
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Happy St. Paddy's Day!
Boy do I look forward to St. Patrick's Day. Okay, so they don't make a big deal out of it in Ireland, and they don't eat corned beef and cabbage. Well, we do.
It's hard to find a corned beef that isn't ginormous, but we try. And in addition to the beef and cabbage, we add carrots and potatoes. Yum, yum.
But best of all, we have Irish Soda Bread. It's the only time of the year we make it, and we always make it together. Over the years we've tried several recipes and tweaked them. This is the final result. I hope you like it!
Irish Soda Bread
4 cups all-purpose flour
¼ cup sugar
1 teaspoon baking soda
2 teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon salt
2 large eggs
1½ cups buttermilk
¼ cup corn or canola oil
2 teaspoons caraway seeds
1 cup golden raisons
1 tablespoon milk
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Foil-line a baking sheet, lightly grease.
In a large bowl, stir the flour, sugar, baking soda, baking powder, and salt together. In a separate bowl, beat the eggs, buttermilk, and oil together. Make a well in the center of the flour mixture and pour in the buttermilk mixture. Add the caraway seeds and raisins. Stir until a soft dough forms.
With floured hands, shape the dough into a large ball on a lightly floured board or waxed paper. With a sharp knife, make an X across the top of the dough. Place the dough on the prepared baking sheet. Brush the top with milk. Bake in the center of the oven until golden brown (30 to 40 minutes).
Serve warm with butter.
(P.S. Tastes grand with a glass of Irish Whiskey.)
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Sping?
Look what came up in my yard!!!
The first snowdrop of spring. Weeee! It's really going to happen! (Although not quite soon enough for me.)
I know some of you live in places where the spring flowers are already in bloom or -- heaven only knows -- done for the season! What is it you like best about spring?
The first snowdrop of spring. Weeee! It's really going to happen! (Although not quite soon enough for me.)
I know some of you live in places where the spring flowers are already in bloom or -- heaven only knows -- done for the season! What is it you like best about spring?
Monday, March 14, 2011
My Kingdom for A Cinnamon Roll!
This diet is driving me nuts. I'm dreaming about all the foods that are BAD for me.
This morning I awoke with one thing on my mind: Cindy's Cinnamon Rolls.
You see, a new franchise just opened up at the mall down the road and . . . well, it's been at least two years (maybe three) since I had one.
But, I'll be good and NOT rush to the mall this morning. I'll have yet another English muffin squirted with I Can't Believe It's Not Butter.
What're you having for breakfast this morning?
This morning I awoke with one thing on my mind: Cindy's Cinnamon Rolls.
You see, a new franchise just opened up at the mall down the road and . . . well, it's been at least two years (maybe three) since I had one.
But, I'll be good and NOT rush to the mall this morning. I'll have yet another English muffin squirted with I Can't Believe It's Not Butter.
What're you having for breakfast this morning?
Friday, March 11, 2011
A Starbucks Moment . . .
No time to blog this morning -- having coffee with a friend.
The only problem is -- I don't drink coffee. Do I get tea or do I have hot chocolate? Decisions, decisions.
What do you order when you go out to Starbucks?
The only problem is -- I don't drink coffee. Do I get tea or do I have hot chocolate? Decisions, decisions.
What do you order when you go out to Starbucks?
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
And the diet drags on . . .
I've been on a diet for more than 6 weeks now. The first 2.5 weeks were on Atkins. I really don't know if I lost any weight because our scale died.
That was not good. Before it died it blurted that I had not only regained the 2.5 pounds I thought I'd lost, but gained another 1.5 pounds. Then we bought a new one almost a month ago. When I got on it, it said I had lost five pounds that the other one had said I'd gained. I like that scale MUCH better than old one. (We tossed the old one in the trash and did not even wish it well in it's new afterlife at the Millseat Landfill.)
So ... new scale is telling me I'm losing weight VERY SLOWLY but steadily and all because of . . . Iceberg lettuce.
Do I need to remind you how BLAND iceberg lettuce is? The only thing that makes it paltable was adding one hard boiled egg. (I LOVE hard-boiled eggs.)
I've been experimenting with different light dressings and so far Wishbone Lite French is the best.
Meanwhile, I've been dreaming about SWEETS. Cake, cookies, scones, even roasted carrots. But I'm determined to lose weight so Mr. Iceberg is my friend.
Sort of.
What do you think is the best diet food that will satisify someone who is REALLY hungry? (And remember, I'm eating for three.)
That was not good. Before it died it blurted that I had not only regained the 2.5 pounds I thought I'd lost, but gained another 1.5 pounds. Then we bought a new one almost a month ago. When I got on it, it said I had lost five pounds that the other one had said I'd gained. I like that scale MUCH better than old one. (We tossed the old one in the trash and did not even wish it well in it's new afterlife at the Millseat Landfill.)
So ... new scale is telling me I'm losing weight VERY SLOWLY but steadily and all because of . . . Iceberg lettuce.
Do I need to remind you how BLAND iceberg lettuce is? The only thing that makes it paltable was adding one hard boiled egg. (I LOVE hard-boiled eggs.)
I've been experimenting with different light dressings and so far Wishbone Lite French is the best.
Meanwhile, I've been dreaming about SWEETS. Cake, cookies, scones, even roasted carrots. But I'm determined to lose weight so Mr. Iceberg is my friend.
Sort of.
What do you think is the best diet food that will satisify someone who is REALLY hungry? (And remember, I'm eating for three.)
and L.L.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Still Juggling Projects
There was a lot of cussing in Jeff land. Now I know why so many people refer to Word as WORD (spit!). I had problem with the old find and replace. Sometimes it jumps the gun or changes the curser from replace to find, and if I hit the REPLACE ALL I can be in real do-do in nothing flat.
I was in real do-do about five times over the weekend. Grrrr. Word (spit!). (It's ennough to drive one to drink.)
I finished my rewrite on Bound by Suggestion and now it's time to finish going over the copy for the Trade Paperback edition of Dead In Red.
I should be done with that today, and then I just have to wait for the cover. Unfortunately my cover designer is so popular, I'm on a waiting list. (Maybe I should stop telling people about her--but she's sooooooo good and I'm sooooo happy with my covers . . .)
I also spent a lot of the weekend thinking about future projects. I have yet another Jeff Resnick book sitting on the shelf, but I stole elements of it and used them in Dead In Red. Now to figure out NEW elements. I have four days to play with everything before I have to get moving on the next Victoria Square Mystery.
I feel very lucky to have so many projects on my plate, but it's hard to pick and choose what to work on.
And speaking of the Jeff Resnick Mysteries, as part of SMASHWORDS Read An EBook Week, I'm offering all three of the books at a 25% discount. (Such a deal! A mere $2.24 each!) You can find the sale here. The coupon code is RAE25.
Hope to see you there!
Friday, March 4, 2011
Me, me, it's all about ME!
I get asked to do a lot of interviews and stuff for blogs. I like that because it's easier to answer questions than to come up with something new and fresh. Heck, it's difficult to come up for something new and fresh six days a week for this blog and the Cozy Chicks on Saturdays.
Today I'm guesting on my agent's blog: Bookends LCC - A Literary Agency. This is "speed dating for authors'" where she asks her clients 5-6 questions and you answer them. Fun!! (Well, it's supposed to be. I don't know that I came across particularly funny/witty. Anal old me, I tend to answer questions in a pretty straight-forward fashion.) But I'm grateful for the exposure and hope someone will be inspired to read on (or more) of my books.
Monday I'm to be the first Guest Host on the Berkley Prime Crime-Signet (that's my publisher) THE CRIME SCENE Facebook Page. It's a great place to talk about cozy mysteries on Facebook. The page has just gotten off the ground and they'd like to have 2500 LIKES by March 14th. I'd like them to have 2500 Likes by March 7th -- That's Monday -- when I'm the guest host.
I'll be hosting from 11 a.m. until noon (MONDAY, MARCH 7th, Eastern Daylight Time) and you can ask me any question on my writing, cozy mysteries, whatever. (Ask me about Star Trek even -- but not Deep Space Nine. I never got into that version.)
I'm the first one to host the page and I'm worried that nobody will show up and that I'll be sitting here at my computer staring at the screen and nothing will happen. (My editor will be sitting there watching his screen, too--which makes me doubly nervous. I feel like a school kid who wants to make her teacher proud.)
So, if you're not doing anything on Monday, PLEASE come and visit me on the Crime Scene Facebook page. (I'll give a reminder on Monday, too.) They'll be giving away books!!!!!!!!!!!!
And I will be eternally grateful!!!
Thank you!
(P.S. That's me and Fred, my tiny son.)
Today I'm guesting on my agent's blog: Bookends LCC - A Literary Agency. This is "speed dating for authors'" where she asks her clients 5-6 questions and you answer them. Fun!! (Well, it's supposed to be. I don't know that I came across particularly funny/witty. Anal old me, I tend to answer questions in a pretty straight-forward fashion.) But I'm grateful for the exposure and hope someone will be inspired to read on (or more) of my books.
I'll be hosting from 11 a.m. until noon (MONDAY, MARCH 7th, Eastern Daylight Time) and you can ask me any question on my writing, cozy mysteries, whatever. (Ask me about Star Trek even -- but not Deep Space Nine. I never got into that version.)
I'm the first one to host the page and I'm worried that nobody will show up and that I'll be sitting here at my computer staring at the screen and nothing will happen. (My editor will be sitting there watching his screen, too--which makes me doubly nervous. I feel like a school kid who wants to make her teacher proud.)
So, if you're not doing anything on Monday, PLEASE come and visit me on the Crime Scene Facebook page. (I'll give a reminder on Monday, too.) They'll be giving away books!!!!!!!!!!!!
And I will be eternally grateful!!!
Thank you!
(P.S. That's me and Fred, my tiny son.)
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Don't Pick On Me--Or Anybody Else, Either!
by guest blogger Ellery Adams
My father went to high school in a rough area of New Jersey. He was a skinny nerd and quickly became the target of a bully and his gang of followers.
In class, this bully would prick the back of my dad’s neck with a thumbtack, warning him that if he ever “squealed,” he’d get the beating of his life.
My dad believed him.
As the days passed, he just couldn’t take it anymore and he decided, even if it meant getting the beating of his life, to confront this bully. He went after him in a hallway where there would be lots of witnesses, deliberately acting as crazy as he could, and paid for his recklessness with more bruises than he could count. But after that, the bully left him alone, in search of easier prey.
When I was in the 3rd grade, a girl named Ingrid used to steal our lunch money in the Girls’ bathroom. One day, my best friend refused to give it to her and this girl, who’d been left back two times and was therefore much bigger than your average third grader, slammed my friend’s face into a wall of lockers, giving her a bloody nose. I jumped on Ingrid to stop her from hurting my friend further and that’s when the teacher came in. We all got suspended and Ingrid continued to steal lunch money for the rest of that year. She went on to be a terror in middle school.
I know that bullies are usually insecure, self-loathing individuals. Once upon a time, they were simply the biggest and meanest, but in today’s schools they are harder to spot. They use text messages and emails to wound their peers, deliberately trying to ruin another student’s life. Even in the adult world, we face bullies. We’ve seen them at work, at sporting events, and on the highways.
In my recent release, A Deadly Cliché, I write about how bullying can mutate the darkness inside a person, drawing forth ugly responses and a desire for revenge. Wouldn’t it be something if our every day bullies had been put in their place from those first days at elementary school and not allowed to grow into monsters?
Do you have any experience with bullying?
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Ellery Adams writes the Books By The Bay Mysteries. The first book, A Killer Plot, and her latest release (just this week!) is A Deadly Cliche. Ellery is a woman of many talents--and many names, too. If you haven't read her other books, now's a good time. She also writes as Jennifer Stanley (The Hope Street Church Mysteries) and as J.B. Stanley (The Supper Club Mysteries and the soon-to be re-released Collectibles Mysteries).
She also blogs every Thursday with The Cozy Chicks.
My father went to high school in a rough area of New Jersey. He was a skinny nerd and quickly became the target of a bully and his gang of followers.
In class, this bully would prick the back of my dad’s neck with a thumbtack, warning him that if he ever “squealed,” he’d get the beating of his life.
My dad believed him.
As the days passed, he just couldn’t take it anymore and he decided, even if it meant getting the beating of his life, to confront this bully. He went after him in a hallway where there would be lots of witnesses, deliberately acting as crazy as he could, and paid for his recklessness with more bruises than he could count. But after that, the bully left him alone, in search of easier prey.
When I was in the 3rd grade, a girl named Ingrid used to steal our lunch money in the Girls’ bathroom. One day, my best friend refused to give it to her and this girl, who’d been left back two times and was therefore much bigger than your average third grader, slammed my friend’s face into a wall of lockers, giving her a bloody nose. I jumped on Ingrid to stop her from hurting my friend further and that’s when the teacher came in. We all got suspended and Ingrid continued to steal lunch money for the rest of that year. She went on to be a terror in middle school.
I know that bullies are usually insecure, self-loathing individuals. Once upon a time, they were simply the biggest and meanest, but in today’s schools they are harder to spot. They use text messages and emails to wound their peers, deliberately trying to ruin another student’s life. Even in the adult world, we face bullies. We’ve seen them at work, at sporting events, and on the highways.
In my recent release, A Deadly Cliché, I write about how bullying can mutate the darkness inside a person, drawing forth ugly responses and a desire for revenge. Wouldn’t it be something if our every day bullies had been put in their place from those first days at elementary school and not allowed to grow into monsters?
Do you have any experience with bullying?
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She also blogs every Thursday with The Cozy Chicks.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Things you can do when you're not on deadline
It's amazing the things you can do with your time when you're not on deadline.
Yesterday, I took my car in to get the lock on the hatch door fixed. It's hard to load the groceries in the back of the minivan when you can't open in. I also spent 90 minutes in the dentist chair. Those those little expenses sure made my Amazon earnings for the month look like babysitting wages. But .... in three weeks I will be able to chew a bagel!
I felt sufficiently happy to accompany Mr. L out to lunch. A two-martini lunch. (One each! We toasted Bound By Suggestion, the 4th Jeff Resnick book which I hope like hell will be available next month -- should the rewrite and new cover come out well.) A couple of hours later, I picked up my minivan and went shopping.
Weeee! Shopping! Okay, I went to the Salvation Army Thrift store (and bought two plates for $1.40) and the Dollar Store (where I bought loot bags for the Cozy Chicks goody bags for Malice Domestic and a couple of bars of soup), but it was shopping just the same.
Today not only will I go grocery shopping (and this week can open the back of my minivan to load in the groceries and 25 lb bag of cat litter), but we MIGHT even go to the MOVIES (to see The King's Speech).
All these marvelous things can be done without guilt when you're not on deadline. And you can watch Star Trek episodes in the middle of the afternoon, too!!!
Tomorrow it's back to work on Bound by Suggestion and then I have to start Victoria Square #3. But whoa--two days off in a row. I could (and better not) get used to it!
What what things can you do when you don't have to be at work?
Yesterday, I took my car in to get the lock on the hatch door fixed. It's hard to load the groceries in the back of the minivan when you can't open in. I also spent 90 minutes in the dentist chair. Those those little expenses sure made my Amazon earnings for the month look like babysitting wages. But .... in three weeks I will be able to chew a bagel!
I felt sufficiently happy to accompany Mr. L out to lunch. A two-martini lunch. (One each! We toasted Bound By Suggestion, the 4th Jeff Resnick book which I hope like hell will be available next month -- should the rewrite and new cover come out well.) A couple of hours later, I picked up my minivan and went shopping.
Weeee! Shopping! Okay, I went to the Salvation Army Thrift store (and bought two plates for $1.40) and the Dollar Store (where I bought loot bags for the Cozy Chicks goody bags for Malice Domestic and a couple of bars of soup), but it was shopping just the same.
Today not only will I go grocery shopping (and this week can open the back of my minivan to load in the groceries and 25 lb bag of cat litter), but we MIGHT even go to the MOVIES (to see The King's Speech).
All these marvelous things can be done without guilt when you're not on deadline. And you can watch Star Trek episodes in the middle of the afternoon, too!!!
Tomorrow it's back to work on Bound by Suggestion and then I have to start Victoria Square #3. But whoa--two days off in a row. I could (and better not) get used to it!
What what things can you do when you don't have to be at work?
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Ready, Start Reading!
Ever since I read the first Books By The Bay mystery last summer (A Killer Plot) by Ellery Adams, I've been eagerly awaiting the sequel. Today I wait no more.
While walking her poodle, Olivia Limoges discovers a dead body buried in the sand. Could it be connected to the bizarre burglaries plaguing Oyster Bay, North Carolina? At every crime scene, the thieves set up odd tableaus: a stick of butter with a knife through it, dolls with silver spoons in their mouths, a deck of cards with a missing queen. Olivia realizes each setup represents a cliché. And who better to decode the cliché clues than her Bayside Book Writers group?
I've already downloaded it to my Kindle -- Can't wait to start reading it!
You can get it in print: Amazon ~ Barnes & Noble
Or as an E Book: Kindle ~ Nook
While walking her poodle, Olivia Limoges discovers a dead body buried in the sand. Could it be connected to the bizarre burglaries plaguing Oyster Bay, North Carolina? At every crime scene, the thieves set up odd tableaus: a stick of butter with a knife through it, dolls with silver spoons in their mouths, a deck of cards with a missing queen. Olivia realizes each setup represents a cliché. And who better to decode the cliché clues than her Bayside Book Writers group?
I've already downloaded it to my Kindle -- Can't wait to start reading it!
You can get it in print: Amazon ~ Barnes & Noble
Or as an E Book: Kindle ~ Nook
Monday, February 28, 2011
Easier than pie to make!
Got a hankering for scones? Here's a really easy recipe that comes out right every time:
2 cups Original Bisquick® mix
1/3 cup finely chopped raisins (or sultanas, currants, or other dried fruit)
3 tablespoons sugar
1/3 cup whipping (heavy) cream
1 egg
2 tablespoons milk
2 tablespoons sugar
Heat oven to 425ºF. Grease cookie sheet. Mix Bisquick, fruit, 3 tablespoons sugar, the whipping cream and egg until soft dough forms. Turn dough onto surface dusted with Bisquick; roll in Bisquick to coat. Shape into ball; knead 10 times.
Pat dough into 8-inch circle on cookie sheet (if dough is sticky, dip fingers into Bisquick). Brush dough with milk; sprinkle with 2 tablespoons sugar. Cut into 8 wedges but do not separate.
Bake about 12 minutes or until golden brown; carefully separate wedges. Serve warm.
Enjoy!
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Friday, February 25, 2011
Recycling I Will Go . . .
Once upon a time I belonged to a local writers group. Several of the ladies had been published. Of course in those days, I thought published meant rolling in dough.
I was shocked to learn that one of the multi-published authors would reuse her manuscript drafts and print on the other side of the paper.
Whoa! I'll never do that.
I always worked from clean copy. In the olden days, that mean if I made a mark on a manuscript, I'd retype the whole page and/or chapter. We're talking in the days of electric typewriters here. When the computer came along, I'd just print out a fresh page.
Well, a few years went by. I lost my day job, and darned if using the backside of a sheet of paper didn't seem like a pretty smart way to go, especially with the cost of paper constantly rising.
I had a HUGE stack of old manuscript pages I've slowly been going through and--holy smoke--this week I ran out. No more big pile (and we're talking over a foot tall at one point) pile of paper. Good grief! Now I was going to have to use NEW, UNTOUCHED paper!!!
I actually felt panicky.
And then to make it worse the dreaded toner light on my printer went on.
I see a trip to Office Max in my future.
What do you recycle on a regular basis?
I was shocked to learn that one of the multi-published authors would reuse her manuscript drafts and print on the other side of the paper.
Whoa! I'll never do that.
Well, a few years went by. I lost my day job, and darned if using the backside of a sheet of paper didn't seem like a pretty smart way to go, especially with the cost of paper constantly rising.
I had a HUGE stack of old manuscript pages I've slowly been going through and--holy smoke--this week I ran out. No more big pile (and we're talking over a foot tall at one point) pile of paper. Good grief! Now I was going to have to use NEW, UNTOUCHED paper!!!
I actually felt panicky.
And then to make it worse the dreaded toner light on my printer went on.
I see a trip to Office Max in my future.
What do you recycle on a regular basis?
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Someplace WARM
For weeks now I've been playing a new age CD called Tropical Morning (by David Arkenstone). Except for having too many wild bird and insect noises (Mr. L complains about them), it's lovely, background music with gentle waves lapping.
Best of all . . .it's WARM. I mean, TROPICAL. The cover has a sunrise and palm fronds. It's been cold, Cold, COLD here in Western NY since November.
I have been bundled up since October.
The calendar says we have four more weeks of winter, but let's be honest,it isn't going to be warm until at least May (around here, anyway), and I'll still be wearing sweatshirts until June. Then suddenly, it'll be too hot for three months.
Mr. L says we should've moved to San Diego where the weather is fine all year. But we're stuck here in Western NY and I don't think we're going anywhere else.
Where would you live if you could afford to move/live anywhere? (I'm thinking England, which can be just as raw. Go figure!)
Best of all . . .it's WARM. I mean, TROPICAL. The cover has a sunrise and palm fronds. It's been cold, Cold, COLD here in Western NY since November.
I have been bundled up since October.
The calendar says we have four more weeks of winter, but let's be honest,it isn't going to be warm until at least May (around here, anyway), and I'll still be wearing sweatshirts until June. Then suddenly, it'll be too hot for three months.
Mr. L says we should've moved to San Diego where the weather is fine all year. But we're stuck here in Western NY and I don't think we're going anywhere else.
Where would you live if you could afford to move/live anywhere? (I'm thinking England, which can be just as raw. Go figure!)
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
I like the old ones the best . . .
Yesterday I finally took down the Christmas cards. They had decorated the cork wall in our entry since early December. Now the wall seems so ... BARE.
Now I have to decide which ones to keep. The thing is, I love cards. I love getting them, I love giving them, and I love BUYING them. I have so many cards you wouldn't believe it. I have every birthday card I've received since age 8.
I buy cards at yard sales, at crafts stores, and even the Dollar Store. (The one place I don't buy cards is the Hallmark store. Wow! They're gorgeous, but boy do they cost.)
I've got boxes full of new cards I'll probably never send, and boxes full of old cards that somebody else once sent. (I love those the best.) Last summer I bought a small box made out of laminated Christmas cards. I was going to put my vintage Christmas cards in them for display . . . and somehow never got around to it.
(Isn't this card cute? She'd make a perfect girlfriend for Captain Haviland, the black standard poodle in the Books By The Bay cozy series by my chum Ellery Adams. The second book in that series, A Deadly Cliche, comes out next Tuesday! Can't wait!)
Do I really need all these cards?
Nope. But I guess they've become a collection now.
What useless thing do you collect?
Now I have to decide which ones to keep. The thing is, I love cards. I love getting them, I love giving them, and I love BUYING them. I have so many cards you wouldn't believe it. I have every birthday card I've received since age 8.
I buy cards at yard sales, at crafts stores, and even the Dollar Store. (The one place I don't buy cards is the Hallmark store. Wow! They're gorgeous, but boy do they cost.)
(Isn't this card cute? She'd make a perfect girlfriend for Captain Haviland, the black standard poodle in the Books By The Bay cozy series by my chum Ellery Adams. The second book in that series, A Deadly Cliche, comes out next Tuesday! Can't wait!)
Do I really need all these cards?
Nope. But I guess they've become a collection now.
What useless thing do you collect?
Monday, February 21, 2011
Look, I can juggle!
This week I'm in the middle of three writing projects. Can you say STRESS??? But it's good stress for once because I'm enjoying it. How often does one get to read three of their different projects in one week.
Yesterday morning I finished my rewrite on MURDER ON THE HALF SHELF, the 6th Booktown Mystery, and shipped it off to my first reader for input. (So far she's liking it. Hey, Mikey!)
Within a couple of hours, I hauled out BOUND BY SUGGESTION, Jeff Resnick Book #4. It needs a small rewrite before it goes up on Kindle and is made into a Trade Paperback (hopefully next month. The cover is scheduled for delivery the week of the 14th.)
On tap for today is the galley proof for SENTENCED TO DEATH, the 5th Booktown Mystery, that'll be published June 7th.
Here's the work plan: Read the galley proof during the day. Read Bound By Suggestion during Happy Hour. In the evening, add changes to Bound.When Murder on The Half Shelf returns, it gets top priority. Technically, it's not due until March 10th, but I want that puppy out of here on March 1st. The Galley has a deadline of March 3rd. I need to start writing the third Victoria Square Mystery beginning in early March if I want to have it done for its September 1st deadline.
While I'm writing that, I have a proposal and synopsis to write and two short stories to finish, and I'd like to butcher the first 2nd Jeff Resnick book to upload as a novella. There are important plot points in that book that are used the subsequent books. It can't go as is because I used some plot points in Dead in Red (the 2nd 2nd Jeff Resnick book. Long story.)
So, that's what I call juggling.
I'm psyched. This is going to either be a fun writing year or the writing year from hell.
Now to hope people will want to read all these projects.
What are you juggling?
Yesterday morning I finished my rewrite on MURDER ON THE HALF SHELF, the 6th Booktown Mystery, and shipped it off to my first reader for input. (So far she's liking it. Hey, Mikey!)
Within a couple of hours, I hauled out BOUND BY SUGGESTION, Jeff Resnick Book #4. It needs a small rewrite before it goes up on Kindle and is made into a Trade Paperback (hopefully next month. The cover is scheduled for delivery the week of the 14th.)
On tap for today is the galley proof for SENTENCED TO DEATH, the 5th Booktown Mystery, that'll be published June 7th.
Here's the work plan: Read the galley proof during the day. Read Bound By Suggestion during Happy Hour. In the evening, add changes to Bound.When Murder on The Half Shelf returns, it gets top priority. Technically, it's not due until March 10th, but I want that puppy out of here on March 1st. The Galley has a deadline of March 3rd. I need to start writing the third Victoria Square Mystery beginning in early March if I want to have it done for its September 1st deadline.
While I'm writing that, I have a proposal and synopsis to write and two short stories to finish, and I'd like to butcher the first 2nd Jeff Resnick book to upload as a novella. There are important plot points in that book that are used the subsequent books. It can't go as is because I used some plot points in Dead in Red (the 2nd 2nd Jeff Resnick book. Long story.)
So, that's what I call juggling.
I'm psyched. This is going to either be a fun writing year or the writing year from hell.
Now to hope people will want to read all these projects.
What are you juggling?
Thursday, February 17, 2011
I fell off the wagon . . .
Only two days into the WW program and I fell off the wagon.
Yesterday Mr. L and I drove all over the area to do drop-in signings for A Crafty Killing at area bookstores. And darnitall, didn't we end up near my favorite Indian restaurant? Those of you who know me well know I brake for Indian food. Any time--any where.
Luckily for my waistline, we don't have an Indian restaurant in my part of town. But when I hit Henrietta--watch out. And didn't I hit the buffet twice. And didn't they bring us a EXTRA basket of fresh-made naan!
I'm back on the wagon today, but I dreamed about aloo matar last night.
Yesterday Mr. L and I drove all over the area to do drop-in signings for A Crafty Killing at area bookstores. And darnitall, didn't we end up near my favorite Indian restaurant? Those of you who know me well know I brake for Indian food. Any time--any where.
Luckily for my waistline, we don't have an Indian restaurant in my part of town. But when I hit Henrietta--watch out. And didn't I hit the buffet twice. And didn't they bring us a EXTRA basket of fresh-made naan!
I'm back on the wagon today, but I dreamed about aloo matar last night.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
To Chester's delight . . .
What does the Festival of Lights (Hanukkah) and my bowl of homegrown catnip have in common?
Both represent miracles.
Hanukkah legend has it that a lamp with enough oil to burn for one night, miraculously burned for eight.
My Tupperware bowl of catnip from last season should have been used up months ago, but there's just a little bit at the bottom, and no matter how much I give Chester, there always seems to be more.
Wha?
P.S. Chester is in "watch him" mode. He's better, but not quite 100%. (Maybe 95%) For now, we'll take it.
Both represent miracles.
Hanukkah legend has it that a lamp with enough oil to burn for one night, miraculously burned for eight.
Wha?
P.S. Chester is in "watch him" mode. He's better, but not quite 100%. (Maybe 95%) For now, we'll take it.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
It's hard to celebrate without the honoree
Today would have been my Dad's 85th birthday.
In years past, we would have my parents to dinner. Dad and I would have a martini (served in the beautiful red martini glasses). Mr. L would make lobster, and afterwards we'd have cake and sing.
This is the second February 15th to roll around without my Dad.
But I'll hoist a martini in his honor tonight, and probably shed more than a couple of tears today. Love doesn't end when you lose someone, that's for sure.
Happy Birthday, Dad.
In years past, we would have my parents to dinner. Dad and I would have a martini (served in the beautiful red martini glasses). Mr. L would make lobster, and afterwards we'd have cake and sing.
This is the second February 15th to roll around without my Dad.
But I'll hoist a martini in his honor tonight, and probably shed more than a couple of tears today. Love doesn't end when you lose someone, that's for sure.
Happy Birthday, Dad.
Monday, February 14, 2011
And they didn't live happily ever after . . .
And so it's Valentine's Day. A day we think of with fondness, hearts, flowers, chocolates, and above all LOVE.
Sadly, not all love stories have happy endings.
Last week a divorcing couple in our area had one argument too many that ended with two shotgun blasts.
That was last Wednesday. The names were withheld pending the notification of relatives.
So it wasn't until Saturday afternoon, when I finally had a look at the morning paper, that I discovered who one of the victims was. The woman at my dentist's office who scheduled all my appointments. Seeing her picture in the paper really threw me. Accounts of murder become doubly chilling when it's someone you actually know.
Okay, I did not know this woman personally. But I knew her--I spoke to her on at least six occasions. She was there every time I went to the dentist for this entire ordeal of getting dental implants. She won't be there when I go next Monday.
How terrible for her family. How terrible for her friends. How terrible for her co-workers.
Oddly enough, it makes me appreciate the day even more. Don't forget to tell someone you love that you love them. I know I will.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Failure makes me even more determined
This is been a disappointing week.
FIrst of all, Wednesday was D-Day. Would A Crafty Killing make it to the New York Times bestsellers list? It had a hefty print run, I'd been busting my butt for TWENTY THREE MONTHS to get the word out to Lorna's readers that Lorna and Lorraine were the same author. I sent out over 3,000 postcards, but obviously not to the people who buy from stores that report to the New York Times.
I feel like a complete and utter failure.
I've been on the Atkins diet for two weeks. I lost two pounds the first week. I GAINED a pound the second week.
I feel like a complete and utter failure.
I could just give up on trying to let my readers know that Lorna and Lorraine are the same person.
I could just give up and go back to my other eating habits.
Instead, I'm going to change tacks.
I'm going back on Weight Watchers. It's the best diet/lifestyle plan there is. I was too stressed to do it while I was waiting to find out about A Crafty Killing's sales status. Well, that stress is gone. I hate the thought of counting points and keeping a food diary, but . . . I want to lose weight because A) I'm vain and B) I don't want to end up with diabetes like my Dad and die a horrible death twenty-thirty years down the road.
The next Victoria Square book isn't coming out for a year. That gives me a lot of time to keep pushing the first one, trying to find Lorna's readers and let them know and . . . hoping for the best.
So, I'm picking myself up, dusting myself off and starting over again.
What else can I do?
I feel like a complete and utter failure.
I've been on the Atkins diet for two weeks. I lost two pounds the first week. I GAINED a pound the second week.
I feel like a complete and utter failure.
I could just give up on trying to let my readers know that Lorna and Lorraine are the same person.
I could just give up and go back to my other eating habits.
Instead, I'm going to change tacks.
The next Victoria Square book isn't coming out for a year. That gives me a lot of time to keep pushing the first one, trying to find Lorna's readers and let them know and . . . hoping for the best.
So, I'm picking myself up, dusting myself off and starting over again.
What else can I do?
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Did you really mean what you said?
Do you know what e readers call traditionally published books? Dead tree books.
I've heard from many Booktown readers who tell me they would LOVE to read my Jeff Resnick series . . . if only they could hold it in their hands. Smell the smell of a newly printed book, and keep it on their shelf forever.
Well, I've called your bluff. The Jeff Resnick books are once again in print. And for one of them, it's FINALLY in print. And here they with a brief description and links to purchase:
Murder on the Mind
Print Version $13.95, Trade paperback
Kindle ~ Nook ~ Sony E Reader ~ Smashwords ~ iPad
After a mugging in Manhattan leaves him with a broken arm and fractured skull, insurance investigator Jeff Resnick reluctantly agrees to recover at the home of his estranged half brother, Richard. At first, Jeff believes his graphic nightmares of murder are just the workings of his traumatized mind. But when a local banker is found dead, Jeff believes the attack has left him with a sixth sense--an ability to see murder before it happens.
Piecing together clues he saw in his dreams, Jeff attempts to solve the crime. His brother Richard is skeptical, but unsettling developments begin to forge a tentative bond. Soon, things that couldn’t be explained by premonition come to light, and Jeff finds himself probing into dangerous secrets that touch his own traumatic past in wintry Buffalo--where a killer is ready to darken Jeff’s visions permanently.
Dead In Red
Hardcover from my web site, postage paid, $11 media rate, $13 priority, $22 International
Sometimes it seems like murder and mayhem follow Jeff Resnick, challenging his psychic “sixth sense” to solve crimes. Since the vicious mugging that changed his life, he’s tried to keep his unwanted gift in check. But when a bartender at his favorite watering hole is murdered, visions of a sparkling red woman’s high-heeled shoe and a pair of bloody hands linger in his mind--and hit too close to home. When Jeff’s older brother, Richard, last helped him with an investigation, it nearly cost him his life. Still, Richard is determined to tag along as Jeff is drawn into the seamy world of fetishes and drag queens to find a murderer before another life is taken.
Dead In Red
Kindle
Nook
Sony E Reader
Smashwords
iPad
Kobo
Diesel
(Isn't this new cover intriguing?)
Cheated By Death
first time in print, $13.95 Trade paperback
Kindle ~ Nook ~ Sony e Reader ~ Smashwords ~ Kobo
In this third of a series, Jeff Resnick faces a new dilemma: someone is stalking his sister-in-law, Brenda, who fears that violence from pro-life supporters will escalate near the womens clinic where she works. Or could the vandalism, threatening phone calls, and letters against her have come from her abusive ex-husband? Meanwhile, Jeff grapples with meeting his estranged father and the sister he never knew existed.
So, was it just talk, or will readers who don't have e readers embrace these books?
WORD OF WARNING: These books are not cozy mysteries. They're either psychological suspense or could be classed as a paranormal thriller. It depends on who's making the classification. But if you look at the Amazon reviews, you'll find they have mostly received five stars reviews. No brag, just fact.
So, now that I've called your bluff, will you call mine?
I've heard from many Booktown readers who tell me they would LOVE to read my Jeff Resnick series . . . if only they could hold it in their hands. Smell the smell of a newly printed book, and keep it on their shelf forever.
Well, I've called your bluff. The Jeff Resnick books are once again in print. And for one of them, it's FINALLY in print. And here they with a brief description and links to purchase:
Print Version $13.95, Trade paperback
Kindle ~ Nook ~ Sony E Reader ~ Smashwords ~ iPad
After a mugging in Manhattan leaves him with a broken arm and fractured skull, insurance investigator Jeff Resnick reluctantly agrees to recover at the home of his estranged half brother, Richard. At first, Jeff believes his graphic nightmares of murder are just the workings of his traumatized mind. But when a local banker is found dead, Jeff believes the attack has left him with a sixth sense--an ability to see murder before it happens.
Piecing together clues he saw in his dreams, Jeff attempts to solve the crime. His brother Richard is skeptical, but unsettling developments begin to forge a tentative bond. Soon, things that couldn’t be explained by premonition come to light, and Jeff finds himself probing into dangerous secrets that touch his own traumatic past in wintry Buffalo--where a killer is ready to darken Jeff’s visions permanently.
Hardcover from my web site, postage paid, $11 media rate, $13 priority, $22 International
Sometimes it seems like murder and mayhem follow Jeff Resnick, challenging his psychic “sixth sense” to solve crimes. Since the vicious mugging that changed his life, he’s tried to keep his unwanted gift in check. But when a bartender at his favorite watering hole is murdered, visions of a sparkling red woman’s high-heeled shoe and a pair of bloody hands linger in his mind--and hit too close to home. When Jeff’s older brother, Richard, last helped him with an investigation, it nearly cost him his life. Still, Richard is determined to tag along as Jeff is drawn into the seamy world of fetishes and drag queens to find a murderer before another life is taken.
Kindle
Nook
Sony E Reader
Smashwords
iPad
Kobo
Diesel
(Isn't this new cover intriguing?)
first time in print, $13.95 Trade paperback
Kindle ~ Nook ~ Sony e Reader ~ Smashwords ~ Kobo
In this third of a series, Jeff Resnick faces a new dilemma: someone is stalking his sister-in-law, Brenda, who fears that violence from pro-life supporters will escalate near the womens clinic where she works. Or could the vandalism, threatening phone calls, and letters against her have come from her abusive ex-husband? Meanwhile, Jeff grapples with meeting his estranged father and the sister he never knew existed.
So, was it just talk, or will readers who don't have e readers embrace these books?
WORD OF WARNING: These books are not cozy mysteries. They're either psychological suspense or could be classed as a paranormal thriller. It depends on who's making the classification. But if you look at the Amazon reviews, you'll find they have mostly received five stars reviews. No brag, just fact.
So, now that I've called your bluff, will you call mine?
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