My Accidental Career

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Have you ever bluffed your way into a job?

In my ongoing task of digging through the overwhelming amount of my family’s old photos and papers to form some semblance of an organized archive, I’ve recently encountered episodes of my life that I haven’t thought about in years. Including the one that turned me into a professional writer.

It started with accepting an emergency assignment for a job I knew nothing about.

One Friday morning in L.A., a friend called me at work to ask if I could fill in for a journalist who was scheduled to cover the opening of a new tennis camp in Lake Tahoe over the weekend. Apparently, the designated reporter fell ill at the last minute, and the magazine was desperate to find a replacement.

Would I take the gig?

I knew zero about the game of tennis, but the magazine didn’t know that. They hadn’t asked. That’s how desperate they were.

The job meant a few extra bucks for me, and I had no weekend plans. So, that evening, I borrowed a racket from a friend, packed a bag and boarded the next puddle jumper from L.A. to Tahoe to cover the event.

This was in pre-Internet days, so there was no way for me to access information about the game of tennis or the new camp, a reality that hadn’t sunk in until I was on the plane. I told myself that a reporter’s job was just to ask questions, which helped calm my nerves. After all, I’d written lots of reports in high school and college. What could be so hard about writing this one?

By the time I arrived, it was almost midnight. I’d already missed the welcome dinner and any chance to find out anything in advance of  tomorrow’s Opening Day’s activities.

The first thing I learned when I arrived at the courts the next morning was that the camp’s purpose was to teach tennis professionals how to teach tennis. All the attendees were accomplished players. All fifteen or so of them were there to get certified as tennis pros at various country clubs around the nation. Since they were already seasoned athletes, the training was sure to be exceedingly rigorous. And I was expected to participate.

After a long and excruciating first day on the court, I was ready for bed as soon as the sun set. When I woke the next morning, my legs were completely in spasm. I rolled off the bed onto the floor and belly-crawled to the bathroom, then hoisted myself into the bathtub. After a few minutes of soaking in warm water, the cramps relaxed just enough for me to hobble to the courts in time for a second round of torture. All the pros were already warming up, practicing their sleek forehands, twisty backhands, powerful overhead smashes, cunning lobs, and the rest of the words in my new sports vocabulary.

I returned to L.A., turned in my report, and collected the check. The next month, Tennis Illustrated  published the article. A few weeks later, they called to ask if I’d be interested in being their editor. The offer was almost twice what my job as Assistant to the Director of Production at The American Film Institute paid, so I accepted.

And then I really panicked. I wasn’t really sure what an editor did. And all I knew about the tennis world was from those two days at the resort. How could I possibly run the magazine?

Luckily, the friend who had loaned me his racket came to the rescue again. Not only did he know tennis, but he’d also been the editor of his college newspaper. He gave me his extra racket along with a manual of editorial squiggles (which I came to learn were called “proofreaders’ marks”) so I’d know how to mark copy.

That is how, while I was still in my twenties, my life as a professional writer began. After a couple of years of covering big tournaments and interviewing tennis greats, I moved on to the masthead of a lifestyle magazine, where I earned a national journalism award. And then I turned to writing novels, which also happened to me out of the blue. But that’s a story for another time.

Today, with my multi-award-winning Samantha Newman Mystery Series—and beloved writing colleagues all over the country—I’m thrilled to be part of the publishing community. And I’m working on another book. But that is another story for another time.

To all the aspiring writers out there, keep writing. You never know when good luck might lead you to your best life.

Gay Yellen’s award-winning writing career began in magazine journalism.  She later served as the contributing writer for the international thriller, Five Minutes to Midnight (Delacorte), which debuted as a New York Times “Notable.”

Her multi-award-winning Samantha Newman Mystery Series is packed with suspense and laced with touches of romance, heart, and humor. Available on Amazon or through your favorite bookseller. 

What Do the Girls Have to Say About the Guy?

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A Guest Post by Author M.E. Proctor

Ten years ago, when the character of Declan Shaw, a Houston PI, popped into my head, I didn’t give a second thought to the fact that I’d just committed myself to write, from a male perspective, what could become a series. It didn’t bother me. I wanted to try my hand at a detective story featuring in the main role a bruised romantic shamus, a classic updated for the 21st century.

I completed a first manuscript (full disclosure: that attempt will never be published; it was a trial run) and gave it to my husband. He’s a brilliant writer and my first beta reader. He said he enjoyed the story and proceeded to criticize it down to the bone. It’s good to have a fierce reviewer at home; once you’ve cleared that hurdle there’s nothing the world can throw at you that’ll make you flinch. He picked up two dialogue excerpts and commented: “A guy would never say that.”

Out of a 300-page story, I thought that was a pretty good score. It also made me aware of the stumbling blocks that our subconscious takes pleasure in throwing in our path. Note to self: Guys don’t giggle, unless they’re Tommy Udo and about to push a lady down the staircase. Not the mood I was going for … I fixed the dialogue and toughened it up.

We’re quite a few years later now. I have a ton of short stories under my belt, a retro-noir novella written in collaboration (Bop City Swing) where I take the part of the hardboiled cop and my writing partner, Russell Thayer, is in the female assassin’s head, and two Declan Shaw novels. Girls or guys, pumps or brogues, I’ll slip into the shoes the story calls for.

Except …

In Catch Me on a Blue Day, Book 2 of the Declan Shaw series, my PI gets very close and very personal with Isabel, a cute art gallery manager.

I’ve written quite a few seduction/sex scenes and I’m not new to the challenge, but the story required this one to jump higher in the temperature range than I’d gone before. I could have written it from Declan’s point of view—there’s another scene with Isabel in the book that gives him quite a kick—but for this particular one, I thought I could do more from the girl’s perspective. It’s a decision that changed the structure of the book.

The Declan stories are mostly told from his standpoint. Secondary points of view come into play, out of narrative necessity (for example, I put him in the ICU in Book 1, Love You Till Tuesday, and the plot couldn’t remain frozen for a week).

In this case, changing the angle to Isabel gave me an opportunity to put a different light on the main character, and reveal things about him that would never have surfaced otherwise. He’s a very controlled guy and she pushes his buttons so hard he loses his footing.

Next to Isabel’s star turn, I also gave voice to two other female characters who play a major role in the story. They form the other points of a triangle with Declan in the middle, in the crossbeams, and they balance the narrative.

The first one is Jean. She’s old enough to be his mother and would love to slip into a protective role. She does it, in a harrowing scene, and Declan accepts her help, but he remains reticent and unwilling to let her in too close. She sees herself as a nest builder, and he is a drifting soul. Their alliance can only be temporary.

The second one is Kate, close in age to Declan and Isabel. Fiercely independent, wary of emotional entanglements, and dealing with a troubled past. Her sister was murdered thirty years ago, a death that destroyed the family. Kate never knew the girl; she was only two at the time. She doesn’t open up to people easily, and her trust is hard to win. She’d like to see Declan as some noble defender, but he’s a bit wobbly.

Seen through the eyes of these three women, Declan’s character gains new dimensions.

I enjoyed trading his cowboy boots for Isabel’s sandals, Jean’s sensible shoes, and Kate’s wellies … for a little while.

Catch Me on a Blue Day
A Declan Shaw Mystery, Book 2

“For Ella and all the innocents slain by soulless men.”

It’s the dedication of the book on the Salvadoran civil war retired reporter Carlton Marsh was writing before he committed suicide.

A shocking death. Marsh had asked Declan Shaw to come to Old Mapleton, Connecticut to help him with research. He looked forward to Declan’s visit: “See you at cocktail time, a fine whiskey’s waiting.” They talked on the phone a few hours before the man put a bullet in his brains.

Now Declan stands in the office of the local police chief. The cop would prefer to see him fly back to Houston. He’s never dealt with a private detective, but everybody knows they are trouble. If only there weren’t so many unanswered questions around Marsh’s death … the haunting first three chapters of his book, and that dedication to Ella, a girl whose murder thirty years ago brought the town to its knees.

In Catch Me on a Blue Day, Declan is far from his regular Texas stomping grounds. He’s off balance in more ways than one, and the crimes he uncovers are of a magnitude he could not foresee.

Between the sins of an old New England town and the violence of 1980s El Salvador. And the links between the two.

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M.E. Proctor was born in Brussels and lives in Texas. She’s the author of the Declan Shaw detective mysteries: Love You Till Tuesday and Catch Me on a Blue Day. She’s also the author of a short story collection, Family and Other Ailments, and the co-author of a retro-noir novella, Bop City Swing. Her fiction has appeared in anthologies and magazines like Vautrin, Tough, Rock and a Hard Place, Bristol Noir, Mystery Tribune, Reckon Review, and Black Cat Weekly among others. She’s a Shamus and Derringer short story nominee.

Pen Names & Projects

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A New Pen Name for a New Project

As some of you may remember from earlier in the year, I was on a writing and submitting spree. Novella’s, short stories, writing contests—I was on a writing rampage! And with some spicier romance novellas in the collection, I asked for your help picking a pen name, so that I could differentiate between the standard spicy and the extra peppers brand.

And you came through!

Readers Helping Writers

There was a poll.  Everyone responded and the pen name Vivienne Cross was selected as the winner!  I was excited to start using it, but decided to hold off on doing any prep work until I had set on my branding strategy and had the right release to go with it.

Well, welcome to fall! Welcome to new contracts. Welcome to having the work I’ve been doing pay off.  And now… welcome to wishing I had done some additional work on the pen name.

It was the 21st of September

In September, I went to acquire the domain name (for reasons I won’t discuss until next month) for Vivienne Cross and found that it was not available.  Suspicious.  I typed in the web address and, low and behold, it was being firmly occupied by someone who had put out a new book in August of this year.  Complete face palm.  While I had done my due diligence to see if anyone was using the name when I came up with it, there is nothing I can do about someone grabbing the name before me.

Inventing the Skateboard

Once my father said he invented the skateboard.  And I know you’re thinking… No, he didn’t.  But yes, he came up with the idea of putting his rollerskate wheels on a plank all on his own.  And so did at least three other people out there in the 1950s.  So, while I could be deeply suspicious that this author stole it from me, I have to admit that my own experience suggests otherwise. Every time I’ve tried to come up with a pen name, I’ve had at least three names that I considered genuine winners only to find that someone is already using it.

Forward Momentum

But I still need a pen name!

So I went back to the list and while I liked the runner up I found that I was no longer willing to take any of the secondary names. So I went back to the drawing board and worked with my business partner and another writer to workshop a new pen name.

The Criteria

We quickly established some guidelines for what I wanted to achieve with the name and assessed which names had ranked higher in the poll to find names in a similar style.

  • Must not be in use by another author
  • Preferably uses a last name that hits earlier in the alphabet for higher billing in anthologies
  • Must resonate with the paranormal romance and fantasy genres
  • Brings main character energy

With those boundaries in mind, we developed our list, did some research and settled on (drum roll please)…

Author Banner for Sirena Corbeau, the pen name of Bethany Maines

Sirena is a name originating from the mythical sirens and Corbeau means crow in French. I liked the symbolism and I liked the sound of the name.  And yes, I threw myself on acquiring the domain name without delay. Thank you all for your help in selecting a name and I wish our efforts had not been in vain! But hopefully now we can all enjoy Sirena Corbeau and her future novels.

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Bethany Maines is the award-winning author of action-adventure and fantasy tales that focus on women who know when to apply lipstick and when to apply a foot to someone’s hind end. She participates in many activities, including swearing, karate, art, and yelling at the news. She can usually be found chasing after her daughter or glued to the computer working on her next novel (or screenplay). You can also catch up with her on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, and BookBub.

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Finding Community: A Writer’s Path

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Today is my 5-year anniversary as a member of The Stiletto Gang!

This has me thinking back to September of 2020, when I first joined this illustrious group of writers.

The invitation to join the Gang coincided with the delivery of a new cover image for The Body Business, Book 1 in my Samantha Newman Mystery Series. As you can see, it sports a pair of cherry red stilettos!

I called that a Happy Happenstance.

When I started writing in earnest, I considered the writing profession to be a solitary pursuit. But I’ve come to understand that there’s strength in numbers for writers, too. Now I know it took more than serendipity to get me here.

Kathryn Lane and Saralyn Richard welcomed me to this group, along with Debra Goldstein, whom I first met at Killer Nashville in 2017, when The Body Next Door (Book 2 in the series) was a finalist for a Silver Falchion Award. Debra also introduced me to Sisters in Crime, an invaluable writing resource for the sharing of professional and emotional support among its members.

Stiletto sisters Debra, Gay, and Lois

I’ve also come to rely on other Stiletto members: Lois Winston, for her hard-won publishing wisdom (and her hilarious, laugh-out-load books), and Bethany Maines, who keeps this site up and running for us all. You can find out more about them and all the Stilettos right here on this site.

And while I’m thanking my Stiletto colleagues, I want to recognize the intrepid group of local writers who were my first writing community.

Special shout-out to Pamela Fagan Hutchins—one of the most prolific writers I know—for her support in those early days. Pamela has produced a dizzying collection of mystery series in just about every category. You could start with her very first romantic series, What Doesn’t Kill You, or dip into her ever-growing Wyoming series, or her book on how to write a book. A couple of new ones will debut soon. Look her up and be amazed and entertained.

Speaking of new books, today is Launch Day for Hank Phillippi Ryan‘s latest psychological thriller, All This Could Be Yours. I was lucky enough to be an early reader of this one, and I think it’s her best one yet. Ever gracious, Hank once invited me to write guest post on the esteemed Jungle Red Writers blog, a true honor.

It feels good to pay it forward to other writers. Recently, I was privileged to participate in educational panels at Killer Nashville, where I shared what I know about the seemingly endless variety of mystery genres. I also discussed how to create characters that resonate with readers.

I’ve learned a thing or two at Killer Nashville myself. It was a joy to listen to the wisdom of Sara Paretsky, this year’s conference honoree. Many thanks go to Clay Stafford and his team for nurturing new and seasoned writers alike.

Writers who support other writers are the angels of this business.

Thanks to all who take time from your own creative efforts to nurture those of others.

And while I’m at it, on behalf every writer I know, deepest thanks to readers who like our books and contributed comments and reviews for them. When all is said and done, we’d be lost without the readers who support us.

To book lovers everywhere, I wish you happy reading!

Gay Yellen’s award-winning writing career began in magazine journalism.  She later served as the contributing editor for the international thriller, Five Minutes to Midnight (Delacorte), which debuted as a New York Times “Notable.”

Her multi-award-winning Samantha Newman Mystery Series is packed with suspense and laced with touches of romance, heart, and humor. Available on Amazon or through your favorite bookseller. 

People in background with text Better Together

Thankful for Connections

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by Sparkle Abbey
People in background with text Better TogetherAs we come to the end of summer and head into fall there are so many things happening in our lives and in the world. And so much going on in the publishing world. It’s hard to keep up with everything.

A new series is still in development but with happenings in our personal lives – family things, medical things, and life – things shift.

And wow, where do we even begin with changes in publishing? For us, a major change is that our original publisher is closing its doors at the end of the year. Which on the personal side makes us very sad and on the professional side means that we will soon own the rights to those first ten Sparkle Abbey books. Needless to say, we have a lot of decisions to make about what’s next for the Pampered Pets. It’s a different place than when we started and so many options to explore. And options that are preferable today may not be so attractive at the end of the year. Which is only three months away. Yikes!

In addition to the actual writing and the publishing part of things, it’s also a different world in terms of connecting with readers. Conferences are fewer but book signings seem to have picked up again. On the socials side, Facebook remains popular with our readers, Instagram has grown, Twitter is out, BlueSky is in. And BookTok, it depends on the day. Video is big, live is even bigger. And podcasts remain popular. Right now.

And then there’s AI and it’s impact on, well, everything.

There’s a lot of be sorted out. And while the ease of researching and gathering intel on the publishing world has become fast and easy, the reliability of the information you gather is harder to determine. Which is why we are so thankful for writing friends and the connections that being a part of the writing community brings.

We have each other here on The Stiletto Gang blog to rely on for advice and intel sharing. There are also a slew of connections via Sisters in Crime and Mystery Writers of America and people we’ve met there. As well as our local chapter and our long-time writing group. A wealth of information, education, and support that is truly priceless.

We’re not sure what the future holds but we know one thing for certain. There will always be change.

As we adapt to the latest trends, try new things, and keep telling our stories, we are tremendously thankful for the connections that make this rocky road easier and so much more fun!

 

sparkle and abbey

Sparkle Abbey is actually two people, Mary Lee Ashford and Anita Carter, who write the national best-selling Pampered Pets cozy mystery series. They are friends as well as neighbors so they often get together and plot ways to commit murder. (But don’t tell the other neighbors.)

If you want to make sure you get updates, sign up for their newsletter via the SparkleAbbey.com website

Killer Nashville Writers’ Conference, Waterfalls, & Wicked

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By Lois Winston

Cumberland Falls

I’m exhausted! But I’m not complaining. Just stating a fact. The last month has been a good exhaustion filled with family, writers, and accolades.

First, at the end of July, my husband and I took our soon-to-be nine and eleven-year-old grandsons to Cumberland Falls State Park in Kentucky for four days. The falls are billed as the Niagara Falls of the South. I’m wondering if whoever came up with that slogan has ever been to Niagara Falls. I have. Twice. Talk about false advertising! I’ve seen bigger waterfalls in New Jersey! That said, though, the boys had a great time panning for gemstones.

We also spent a day at a waterpark and another at an entertainment complex that featured bowling, a multiplex theater, an arcade, and a restaurant. We did it all because that was the day the temperatures hovered near 100 degrees. New Jersey is known for its hazy, hot, and humid Augusts. As a kid, I lived through many without benefit of air-conditioning. But after four years living in Tennessee, I’m still not used to the oppressive heat of the South. I may never get used to it!

A week after we returned to Tennessee, my nineteen-year-old granddaughter arrived, and the two of us flew to New York for five days. Zoe hadn’t been to New York since she was nine years old, and when I asked her where she’d like to go, she immediately said New York City. She’s definitely got my genes!

Luckily, the heat wasn’t too bad while we were in Manhattan, and we walked everywhere. We met a writer friend of mine for dinner in Chelsea, walked the High Line back to our midtown hotel, spent a day at the Museum of Modern Art, another at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, and saw the Broadway production of Wicked.

Stiletto Gang members Debra H. Goldstein, Gay Yellen, and Lois Winston at the Killer Nashville Writers’ Conference

A week after arriving back in Tennessee, it was time for the Killer Nashville Writers’ Conference. I had been asked to give a Keynote Address at Saturday night’s banquet. I was also a finalist in the Best Comedy category of the Silver Falchion Awards for Sorry, Knot Sorry. I had no expectation of winning because A Crafty Collage of Crime had won the year before. Much to my amazement, my name was called!

 Lois Winston at Killer Nashville Writers’ Conference

Stiletto Gang members Gay Yellen and Debra H. Goldstein also attended the conference. That’s the three of us in the photo. The other photo is of me, either making my acceptance speech or giving the Keynote.

Anyway, like I said at the beginning of this post, I’m exhausted, but it’s a happy exhaustion, and I’ll be spending the remainder of this week catching up and hopefully adding to the word count of my current work-in-progress because the following week is going to be devoted to prep for that dreaded test we all have to go through every five years.

How has your summer been? Post a comment for a chance to win a promo code for a free audiobook download of any of the Anastasia Pollack Crafting Mysteries. 

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USA Today and Amazon bestselling and award-winning author Lois Winston writes mystery, romance, romantic suspense, chick lit, women’s fiction, children’s chapter books, and nonfiction. Kirkus Reviews dubbed her critically acclaimed Anastasia Pollack Crafting Mystery series, “North Jersey’s more mature answer to Stephanie Plum.” In addition, Lois is a former literary agent and an award-winning craft and needlework designer who often draws much of her source material for both her characters and plots from her experiences in the crafts industry. Learn more about Lois and her books at her website www.loiswinston.com. Sign up for her newsletter to receive an Anastasia Pollack Crafting Mini-Mystery.

What Ever Happened to …?

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Whatever happened to the classmates in your old school yearbooks?

What happened to their dreams? And what happened to yours? Are all the memories tucked away in a box somewhere, or proudly displayed on your bookshelf? Have you looked at them lately and reminisced? Or were those years best left to be forgotten?

In my continued slog through what remains from my mother’s storage unit, I came across a boxful of her college yearbooks, plus one from her high school, and one from my father’s high school, too. Together, they weighed fifteen pounds, and were large enough to overwhelm my already over-burdened  bookshelves. So I wondered…

… What to do with these old books book now?

I pored over the pages of Mom’s books, looking for her familiar young face and checking out her class activities. Most of them were familiar to me: French club, a campus play or two, a modeling job, a social club, etc.

My Dad had saved only one annual from his small town high school. Seeing his teenage smile was a moment to savor.

But, hidden among the pages was something truly wonderful, something I had overlooked when I was hurriedly packing them up.

The dreams of a young man from a small town

I finally decided to call our city library to ask if they had any interest in old school yearbooks. Yes, they replied, but only if they didn’t already have them in their collection. So I took them there, and just as I was about to hand them over, I had a last minute urge to check them again.

And that’s when I found the clipping from an old newspaper.

You see, my father once told me that his first ambition in life was to become a pro baseball player.

He was a Dad who shared his love of the sport with this lucky little girl. He taught me the rules of the game, and how to throw and catch and bat. Took me to local community games, where he coached a local team. And he was among the first to buy season tickets when our town got a pro baseball franchise.

After he died, I remembered seeing an old newspaper clipping with the headline “Ace Yellen Does it Again.” I don’t know what happened to that article. I hope it shows up someday. But for now, I’m planning to frame the one I rescued from his yearbook that day as I was about to leave the books there.

In case you can’t read the fine print, the article reports that in this game, he’d pitched an 8-0 shutout and hit a home run. And a double, too. No wonder he loved baseball. Apparently, he was pretty darn good at it.

It’s funny what happens when you start to see your parents as young people, after they’re gone. As a writer, I’m suddenly getting an urge to merge parts of their stories into something I’d like to write. Who knows? Perhaps Ace Yellen will spring to life in one of them and hit a walk-off homer.

Have you looked through your old yearbooks lately? 

Gay Yellen’s award-winning writing career began in magazine journalism.  She later served as the contributing editor for the international thriller, Five Minutes to Midnight (Delacorte), which debuted as a New York Times “Notable.”

Her multi-award-winning Samantha Newman Mystery Series is packed with suspense and laced with touches of romance, heart, and humor. Available on Amazon or through your favorite bookseller. 

 

The Games People Play & the Value of Improvisation

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Donnell Ann BellBy Donnell Ann Bell

For a while now, Lois Winston, Stiletto Gang member and critique partner, and I have been sharing our Wordle and Connections results. Typically, we have no problem with Wordle. (We’re pretty adept at words.) However, when it comes to Connections, it’s a glorious day when I get all four rows right, and there are times I lose altogether. My husband, who is a linear thinker, gave up on Connections completely. He continues to work the New York Times crossword puzzles and Sudoku. My son and daughter, ages 38 and 41, work Wordle and Connections with us and we compare results. It’s a terrific way to hear from your adult kids each day.

I work Connections because, even if I bomb, I like to see where the editor was going with the clues. It’s educational, right?

Know something else that’s educational? Improvisation.

Have you ever watched the game show Whose Line is it Anyway? The program ran for twenty-two seasons, beginning in 2013, ending in 2024. In each episode, these talented comedians and actors, featuring Drew Carey, Aisha N. Tyler, Ryan Lee Style, Colin Mochrie, Wayne Brady, musicians Laura Hall and Linda Taylor, along with other guest stars, performed and excelled at Improvisation.

Acting as host, Carey, and later Tyler, gave the crew a scenario in which they were required to act out skits for points. Other times they were tasked with putting lyrics to music. The show, performed in front of a live audience (who often got into the act), was a hit because the members were so outrageously funny and the cast so good at thinking off the cuff and ad-libbing.

 

Years ago, I belonged to Toastmasters and reached the level of Competent Communicator. During meetings there is a section called Table Topics. Table Topics was created to help members get comfortable with public speaking. Members are given an unrehearsed topic and must discuss it in front of others for two minutes. As an introvert, I found Table Topics unbelievably hard, which is no doubt why I was so impressed with Whose Line is it Anyway?

As a writer, I love improvisation, especially when I have time to sit back and think about it. I ran a group a while back in which I would assign five random words and the start of a sentence. I took the words from the Merriam-Webster Deluxe Dictionary and the start of a sentence from a book off the shelf.

The instructions for my game were simple. Create a paragraph or two using the five random words. Participants were free to start with the sentence or further inside their narrative.

I think those who participated found the game fun and muse-inspiring. Several wrote exceptional paragraphs; some created short stories.

Would you like an example? Would you like to play a game?

Here’s how it works:

Finish this sentence:  Nothing explained the. . .

Five Random Words:

Damage

Firepit

Mirror

Plumbing

Stretch

Do you enjoy playing games? Love a challenge?  Be sure to comment here about the games you play. Feel free to work my improv and send it to me at www.donnellannbell.net/contact If I get enough responses, I’ll post three submissions on my next Stiletto Gang blog date, and with your permission, cite you as the author. For purposes of this contest, let’s keep the length to 250 words.

Happy thinking outside the box!

About the Author:  Donnell Ann Bell is an award-winning author who began her nonfiction career in newspapers. After she turned to fiction, her romantic suspense novels became Amazon bestsellers, including The Past Came Hunting, Deadly Recall, Betrayed, and Buried Agendas. In 2019, Donnell released her first mainstream suspense, Black Pearl, A Cold Case Suspense, which was a 2020 Colorado Book Award finalist. In 2022, book two of the series was released. Until Dead, A Cold Case Suspense won Best Thriller in 2023 at the Imaginarium Conference in Louisville, Kentucky. Currently, she’s working on book three of the series. Readers can follow Donnell on her blog or sign up for her newsletter at www.donnellannbell.net.

 

 

 

Permission to Put Yourself First

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by Sparkle Abbey

During one of our weekly coffee chats, we found ourselves ruminating over the realization that we were busier now than we were when we both had 9-to-5 jobs. How was it that even with the best of intentions, we were distracted by new ideas, pursuing new dreams, and spending time with our families, that we had once again forgotten to prioritize caring for ourselves?

Our first inclination was to immediately take inventory of what we could pare down, rearrange, or even eliminate. And then we took a breath, a sip of coffee, and reminded ourselves of what we already knew: we didn’t need to overhaul our whole life to start living it more fully. We just needed to revisit a couple of simple actions to focus on living our best lives. A gentle nudge toward reestablishing doable habits that leave us happier and healthier at the end of the day. A reminder that we didn’t need permission to put ourselves first.

So, here are the three habits we challenged ourselves to kickstart over 30 days.

1. Picture the Day You Want
Take ten quiet minutes in the morning (before the day gets away from you) and imagine how you want it to unfold. What do you want to get done? Who do you want to connect with? How do you want to feel when you crawl into bed at night?
You don’t need a journal or a timer — just a moment with your thoughts while the coffee brews.

Not sure where to start? Try asking:

  • What three things would make today feel satisfying?
  • Who will I see or talk to today — and how can I be present with them?
  • How do I want to end the day — with a sense of peace, accomplishment, or fun?

And then, the important part: take one step to make it happen.

2. Watch That Inner Dialogue
We’ve both caught ourselves thinking things like, “Maybe it’s too late to start something new,” or “Someone else is already doing that.” But we’ve also learned this: thoughts like that aren’t helpful, and frankly, we don’t have time for them anymore.

So now, when those sneaky little thoughts creep in, we ask: would we say that to our best friend? Of course not.

Start tracking those negative whispers in your mind, and swap them for kinder ones. Even something as small as “I love how the smell of my coffee makes me smile” can shift the whole mood of your day.

3. Treat Your Body Like a Friend
It’s time to get real: living our best lives requires us to feel well. That doesn’t mean a two-hour run or a strict diet you’ll only stick to for three days. It means treating our bodies with the same care we treat our best friends.

Here are a few things we’ve started doing (and they’re not hard, we promise):

  • Taking a walk around the neighborhood. It doesn’t matter what time of day, just get moving!
  • Adding one more glass of water each day. We like to add lemon or lime slices.
  • Journaling in the morning or before bed, even just a few lines.

All the little things matter. And by stacking the little things, they add up quickly.

What about you? Are there any habits or actions you think we should try?

sparkle and abbey

Sparkle Abbey is the pseudonym of mystery authors Mary Lee Woods and Anita Carter. They’ve chosen to use Sparkle Abbey as their pen name on this series because they liked the idea of combining the names of their two rescue pets – Sparkle (ML’s cat) and Abbey (Anita’s dog).

The authors co-write the best-selling Pampered Pets Mystery Series, which focuses on the wacky world of precious pedigrees, pampered pooches, and secrets in posh Laguna Beach, California. The main characters and amateur sleuths are Texas cousins, Caro Lamont, a pet therapist, and Melinda Langston, a pet boutique owner. The two would join forces and work together if they were speaking, but they’re not.  Midwest Book Review calls the series “A sassy and fun mystery!”

A Day in the Life of a Cozy Mystery Author Lois Winston

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A Day in the Life of Cozy Mystery Author Lois Winston

By Lois Winston

Did you ever have one of those days where you look back and wonder what you accomplished between starting your day and ending it? You check your word count for the day and ask yourself how you could have accomplished so little. Where did the time go? Admit it. We’ve all been there. It’s amazing how all those miniscule tasks that interrupt us throughout the day add up to hours of unproductive nonwriting. When that happens, I turn into a grump.

I’m not someone who has to pound out a set number of words a day. If I can write one scene that I’m happy with, I feel as though I’ve accomplished something. More than one scene? All the better. On average, though, I tend to write about 1,000 words a day—on a good day. Those are the days that end with me feeling that I’ve accomplished something and made headway on my work-in-progress. My day ends with a smile instead of the grumps.

If I could do that every day, I’d be able to write a book every nine or ten weeks. Too often, though, the opposite is true. There are days when so much of the minutia of life takes over that I’m lucky if I’ve hammered out a paragraph on that WIP. But sometimes, I don’t even add a sentence.

So where does my time go? My babies spread their wings and flew the coop decades ago. I no longer juggle three careers simultaneously. (Yes, three! As the Brits say, needs must.) I now have the luxury of being able to do nothing but write all day. Except…

Let’s pull back the curtain and look at an average day in the life of cozy mystery author Lois Winston.

My day begins with typical morning rituals. I wake up (usually far too early), brush my teeth, empty the dishwasher, make breakfast, and eat breakfast while watching the morning news (research!) Then I shower, dress, and head upstairs to my office where I power up my computer and check my book sales. Seeing overnight sales puts a smile on my face. It’s a great way to start the day. No sales? Not so great.

Next comes Wordle. I can’t really start my day before doing Wordle and the NY Times mini crossword. They trigger the firing of all those brain synapses. Except lately I’ve also become obsessed with Connections….

I then check my email. It’s not unusual to find my mailbox filled with fifty or sixty emails that have come in since I went to bed. Most of the emails are writing-related, but there are also quite a few from committees I’m on at church, a few from friends and family, and of course, all those places that bombard you with ads after you’ve purchased something online. And that’s not even counting the spam from Nigerian princes and marketing companies claiming they know someone in Hollywood interested in turning my books into movies. Delete. Delete Delete.

By the time I skim all the emails and answer the ones that need answering, it’s time for a second cup of coffee. But there are days when I need that second cup before I’ve finished with the overnight emails. While the coffee is brewing, I throw in a load of wash.

Before I know it, it’s 10am. Depending on the day, I’ve been up for a minimum of three hours. Usually more because I’m a woman of a certain age, and a full night’s sleep is a distant memory.

More emails have arrived, and I go through them while drinking my coffee. By this point I’m stiff from sitting so long. I jump on the treadmill for half an hour.

I then need to run to the post office to mail a book to a contest winner. There’s one main post office in our city of approximately 85,000 residents. The line is fifteen deep, and there’s only one clerk behind the counter.

Half an hour later, I’m back in my car and realize I need to stop at the supermarket before going home. We used up the last of the milk at breakfast, and I hate drinking black coffee. We’ve also run out of fresh fruit and veggies.

When I arrive home, I put the food away and throw the wash into the dryer. I still can’t begin my writing day because I had agreed to judge a synopsis and three chapters of an unpublished work for a contest. I read the work, then spend half an hour composing a constructive critique that hopefully, won’t make the writer burst out in tears. Although her manuscript needs lots of work, we all had to start somewhere, and my first attempt was no better.

By now, it’s lunchtime. I grab a yogurt, slice an apple, and read the morning newspaper while eating lunch. Afterwards, I load the dishwasher while I brew another cup of coffee. Decaf this time.

Coffee in hand, I head back to my office, finally ready to start writing, but before I can write anything new, I always reread what I wrote yesterday.

The dryer buzzer goes off before I finish reading. I dash downstairs to pull the clothes out of the dryer, so they don’t wrinkle.

I finally get back to my computer, finish reading and begin to write. Two paragraphs later, I remember I have a blog that’s supposed to run tomorrow, and I never wrote it. I open a fresh document and try to think of something pithy to write for the post.

After another hour, the blog is written and uploaded. I go back to my WIP and suddenly find myself staring at a blinking cursor. I jump back on the treadmill for another half hour because if the words aren’t coming, at least I can walk off some calories and maybe while doing so, inspiration will strike.

After grabbing a glass of ice water, I head back to my computer. The words begin to flow. I’m in the zone. Until I happen to glance at the clock and realize, it’s nearly dinner time. Once dinner is cooked, eaten, and the dishwasher is loaded, I collapse onto the sofa to watch the evening news and Jeopardy! Depending on the night, I either continue watching TV or read a book. Eventually, I call it a night—after dealing with more emails.

Total word count for the day? Nowhere near a thousand. I resign myself to the fact that it was one of those days. I go to bed a grump, hoping I’ll be more productive tomorrow. At least we have milk, fruit, and veggies in the fridge, and I won’t have to make a trip to the post office. But…

As I turn off the light, a reminder pops up on my phone, alerting me to a doctor’s appointment tomorrow.

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USA Today and Amazon bestselling and award-winning author Lois Winston writes mystery, romance, romantic suspense, chick lit, women’s fiction, children’s chapter books, and nonfiction. Kirkus Reviews dubbed her critically acclaimed Anastasia Pollack Crafting Mystery series, “North Jersey’s more mature answer to Stephanie Plum.” Seams Like the Perfect Crime is her latest release in the series. In addition, Lois is a former literary agent and an award-winning craft and needlework designer who often draws much of her source material for both her characters and plots from her experiences in the crafts industry. Learn more about Lois and her books at her website www.loiswinston.com. Sign up for her newsletter to receive an Anastasia Pollack Crafting Mini-Mystery.