It’s still dark outside my windows, but we’re expecting a fine day in the Pacific Northwest. My family is celebrating Thanksgiving on Saturday so I’m relaxed–and I’ve already cooked a turkey dinner and gave most of it away. In fact, I’m a bit turkeyed out and might eat salmon for dinner. I woke up recalling […]
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Drama has weight
“Fall back” finds me awake in the middle of the night with rain deluging down as if the clouds are seriously pissed off. I’ve been thinking about the ingredients in writing thrillers and what can be left out of stories. Stories that clip along at a brisk pace, and are based heavily on action scenes […]
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Robust rain coming down in Oregon today. As in noisy. I’m going to take a break from my editing project and concoct a hearty batch of vegetable soup and create a handout for the Chicagoland Sisters in Crime. Tomorrow I’m going to be on a craft panel with thriller author Layne Fargo. And now that […]
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I was cobbling together dinner earlier as rain fell against my porch’s tin roof and the news jabbed at me from the living room. And I looked out my window at the Douglas firs which seemed to have grown taller this past year, and wondered how it can possbily be November. And how the gloom […]
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In honor of Halloween or Samhain, here’s a link to the PBS site and “The scary thing about evil laughs.” Because evil laughter needs to be chilling, terrifying, and as this piece points out, recall childhood traumas.
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Make everybody fall out of the plane first, and then explain who they are and why they were on the plane to begin with.
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Mild weather here, thank goodness. Took yesterday off to go antiquing with a friend in Aurora, a small town nearby. Not all the stores were open because it was a Monday so I’m happy to report we’re returning. Besides a pub lunch, buying old books, strolling around charming old neighborhoods, and a good, long catching-up […]
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