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April 17, 2025
Friday Features Thinking better of your self
Set Big Goals! I’m not kidding. Make plans to carry out how you’re going to achieve your humongous goals. This is so important. Think about it. If you’re going on a trip, you enter all the info in your GPS or purchase a map to mark out your destination. Businesses need business plans or the bank manager will look at you sideways when you come asking for a loan. What’s the difference when it comes to planning out your life goals?
Mark down your Values and Ideals! Set your big goals based on your values and ideals. Don’t make your goals to easy to achieve, instead aim high, and the higher the better. For example, some authors I know (me included) would love their novel or novel series to be turned into a movie. Or some authors would love to sign with a traditional publishing company, while others would rather go it alone on the self-publishing route. A word of caution—know thyself—don’t set your goals so far out of reach that you give up before you even get started.Measure your Successes! This is so important. Define what the standard is for YOU, and no one else. Understand your strengths and weaknesses, and use both to help you accomplish your goals. Form alliances with other like-minded individuals or groups and delegate when necessary.
Stop comparing yourself to others! This is so hard NOT to do. But if you continually compare your successes to other people’s successes you’ll find that there’s always one person doing better than you. Better sales. Better book covers. Better stories. Better life. STOP IT! Your plans are not their plans. Stick to YOUR plan and keep positive. The best thing you can do for yourself is to develop a positive mental attitude and keep moving forward with purpose.Recognize your Accomplishments! When someone you admire pats you on the back, don’t shrug it off. Take it. Embrace it. It’s good for you. People have a habit of fluffing off compliments, especially when they’ve earned it. So my take advice and savor that pat on the back for a job well done. Besides, it’s good for us to stand in the spotlight—it makes us shine all the brighter!
Reward yourself! This is the icing on the cake. Make sure you select a reward that is consistent with the goal you have just achieved. Signed a book deal? Go out for supper to celebrate or buy those beautiful shoes you keep passing in the store window. Graduated university? Car keys please! You get the idea. When I have a book release, I usually reward myself with an expensive bottle of cognac and a cigar (and I don’t smoke!). Go figure.So, how do you bolster your self-esteem? Love to hear your voices…
Depending on the time of day, pour your favorite beverage then head to your comfy reading spot and all a good book to seep into your soul. May I suggest a visit to mysterious Fairy Falls, or if you’re feeling really adventurous, a trip back in time with The Last Timekeepers? Whichever you choose, either series will transport you to another time and place, taking you away from the troubles of the real world.
Sharon Ledwith is the author of the middle-grade/young adult time travel adventure series, THE LAST TIMEKEEPERS, and the award-winning teen psychic mystery series, MYSTERIOUS TALES FROM FAIRY FALLS. When not writing, reading, researching, or revising, she enjoys anything arcane, ancient mysteries, and single malt scotch. Sharon lives a serene, yet busy life in a southern tourist region of Ontario, Canada with her spoiled husband and is happy to spend many hours with her amazing grandson.
Learn more about Sharon Ledwith on her WEBSITE and BLOG. Look up her AMAZON AUTHOR page for a list of current books. Stay connected on FACEBOOK, TWITTER, PINTEREST, LINKEDIN, INSTAGRAM, and GOODREADS.
BONUS: Download the free PDF short story The Terrible, Mighty Crystal HERE
April 15, 2025
Wednesday Special Spotlight List Making
If you’re like us, you have a to-do list. It’s filled with the mundane – but necessary – things that must be accomplished to make life run smoothly: go grocery shopping, pay the bills, do the laundry, call the plumber to unstop the toilet. Sometimes these things, and life in general, can get in a writer’s way. But just sitting down at the keyboard isn’t the only thing a writer needs to do. There’s more to writing than putting words to paper or on computer screens. Here are a few suggestions we came up with for your to-do list. Don’t just write – feed your soul and your muse too.
1. Read. Read books, magazines, newspapers, the back of cereal boxeswhatever you can get. Writers must be readers.
2. Visit McDonald’s at lunchtime and pretend you’re a kid again. Buy a Happy Meal, eat it slowly, play with the toy, play with your food, make kiddie noises, and watch the other kids play. Writers must be able to get into the skins of other people to write realistically.
3. Make a journal entry. Write about your dreams, your past, your goals, your feelings. Free-write to let creativity reign. Writers must tap into the unconscious, creative brain functions that allow characters to come alive, ideas to bubble to the surface, and creativity to flow.
4. Take a walk, jog around the block, visit the gym. Writers need exercise to stay healthy.
5. Spend time with people. Writers can’t be lone wolves all the time. We need the stimulation of companionship to recharge.
6. Pull your lawn chair under a tree and look up at the sky. Writers need time to stare into space and dream.
7. Sleep late, go to bed early, take a nap. Writers need their rest so they can be alert to the world around them.
8. Remember a time when your emotions ran high and re-experience it. Feel the anger, love, hate, fear, loneliness, sadness, courage, and jealousy. They are part of life. Writers must be able to pull emotions to the surface in order to write with passion.
9. Close the office door and spend time by yourself. Writers need to be alone to create.
10. Write today, tomorrow, and every day. Writers aren’t writers unless they spend the time doing the one thing, they, by their very nature, can’t avoid doing. Spill your passion onto the page and release the magic into your writing life.
April 14, 2025
Tell Again Tuesday Website
As writers we need a presence on the internet. Some have chosen not to do a website because of the work to keep it going. Well this article might make it seem less intimidating.
How to Build a One-Page Website with WordPressBy Nick Schäferhoff
Not every website needs a ton of pages and posts. In fact, with a clear focus, a one-page website may be sufficient for many use cases.
If you don’t have much experience building websites, creating your own single-page website is relatively simple, even without coding skills or a big budget. In this post . . .
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Friday Feature An Agent Reads the Slush Pile
At a conference we attended several years ago, agent Kristin Nelson, President and Senior Literary agent of Nelson Literacy Agency, read a selection of two page openings from attendees’ books. We entered one, but didn’t get chosen. However, we gleaned a lot of good information from her workshop.
Here’s as quick rundown of the tips Kristen gave.
• Don’t retell what you’ve shown already
• Don’t start your opening with a dream sequence.
• Watch overdoing descriptions.
• Physical descriptions must be organic and important to the scene.
• Use the most powerful words you can.
• Beginning a story with bodily functions (ei vomiting) is a no no.
• Anchor your opening in physical space and time.
• Streams of consciousness are hard to follow, especially when they aren’t anchored in time and space.
• Everything in your first two pages has to count.
• Start with emotionally resonating stuff.
• Immerse the readers in what your character is feeling
• Watch the overwriting—less really is more.
While her critiques may have been disheartening to those writers who were read, she left us with this piece of advice: Where you are as a writer is not where you will be as a writer in six months.
If you go back and read some of your earlier writings and compare them to today, after you’ve practiced and studied the craft you’ll see just how true her statement is.
Are you guilty of any of these writing mistakes?
April 8, 2025
Wednesday Special Spotlight Writing
While this probably should have been shared on the first of this month we thought it’s still April so why not. Hope you get a laugh out of this.
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9. there is no capitalization—anywhere.
7. The characters all laugh, comment and argue their dialogue, when a simple said would suffice.
8. There are no tags—dialogue, identifying, or action—on any dialogue.
6. The page blooms with purple prose and author intrusion.
5. There’s no white space on the page.
4. There are very very long run on sentences with very little punctuation in them to give the reader a break or clarify the meanings just a period at the end of the sentence and it looks a whole lot like this.
3. There is so, so, so, much punctuation, commas, semicolons, and, colons, on every line, and, or, every page, that, in a matter of only a few seconds of reading, you lose track of what’s being said, as well as your train of thought.
2. The word was appears 20 or more times on a page.
And the Number ONE way to recognize bad writing:
1. You didn’t write it.
SO what was the one that made you laugh the most? Let us know in the comments below so others can laugh as well.
April 7, 2025
Tell Again Tuesday Chocolate & Bananas
Cowgirls in the KitchenBy Jill Kemerer
Ready for another vintage recipe? This new segment feature recipes our mothers and grandmothers used to make. This month’s recipe? Banana Chocolate Chip Bars!
I love to cook, and I really love to bake. If I had my way, I’d bake fresh cinnamon rolls with cream cheese buttercream frosting every single weekend! Alas, my family is working on improving our health, and that means yummy frosting is a once-in-a-while indulgence instead of every Saturday. Bummer.
One of my favorite cake-like bars does not feature fluffy frosting, and it even has some fruit in it. Practically a healthy dessert, right? Okay, I wouldn’t go that far! My mom, aunts, and both grandmothers were always making banana bread, and this has a slight twist–mini-chocolate chips! These bars are delicious and very easy to make.
April 3, 2025
FRIDAY FEATURE BREAKING RULES CAN BE DEADLY
In a moment, the magnificent Sonoran Desert can become merciless, even deadly. I will never venture there again without following the rules.
In my YA novel The Scent of Rain, as in all my books, the beautiful but sometimes treacherous southwestern desert plays a part. I’ve lived in Phoenix, Arizona for over 25 years and I’d always believed that, in the event of a Zombie Apocalypse, I could manage to stay alive in the wilderness that butts up against our urban landscape. Years of Girl Scout camp, rock collecting in remote abandoned mines, and scuba diving in wild locales made me confident I could outwit the elements, if I found myself stuck in the middle of nowhere.
The key to survival is planning. Make rules and stick to them. As a sports official for over thirty-five years, I tend to be quite dedicated to rules. Still, one awful day, I committed the worst mistake imaginable. I broke my own rules: a decision that could have been fatal.
I was headed for a day of rock collecting in the Superstition Mountains. As always, I’d left a detailed map of where I planned to be and when to expect me home. Since finding a person in hundreds of square miles of mountainous wilderness is always a daunting task – especially when cellphone access is rarely available – the rule was that I would stay with the vehicle, which would be much easier to spot than a lone individual. My old Ford pickup was stocked with water and food, a sleeping bag, books to read, a tent, a bottle of tequila – to disinfect wounds, of course – and dog food. I traveled that day with Georgie, my aging sheltie collie, and a young spotted cattle-dog mix named Sadie.
Once off the two-lane road, I drove about a mile on a well-maintained dirt trail. But quickly, the ground became rocky and steep. A few twists and turns later, I stopped. The track was too rough. Unfortunately, I was between a rock wall and a small ledge leading into a sandy wash, so I couldn’t turn the truck around. I draped my arm over the passenger seat and started backing down the trail. Almost immediately, my rear tire slipped over the ledge, and the pickup slid into the wash. When I gunned the engine, the back tires sunk into the sand.
I swore loudly and jumped out, landing in a jumble of sharp rocks. My leg slipped into a crevice, and I fell, slicing my arm on a jagged boulder. Blood ran down to my elbow in bright red streaks. I swore some more.
I stared back in the direction of the road. I was only about a mile-and-a-half in. It would be a short hike on a cool, cloudy day. I could flag someone down and call home. I strapped two water bottles around my waist, grabbed some energy bars, reapplied my sunscreen, and squashed on my Aussie hat. I put the dogs’ leashes in my pack.
I walked on the sandy wash for a short time, admiring the rocky desert beauty: spindly ocotillos, majestic saguaros, and twisted mesquite trees dotted the landscape. The dogs bounded around me. Then I stopped. Two trails, right next to one another, led away from the wash. I thought for a moment. Which one had brought me here? I took the fork to the left. I can’t remember why.
Later that morning, I stood near the top of a small mountain. The dark, open face of an abandoned mine yawned at me. I’d taken the wrong trail. I turned and gazed out at the valley. With the exception of the massive Ray Copper Mine edging the horizon, I saw only wilderness. Where was the road?
Then, the sun came out, strong and hot. I squinted and saw what looked like a white roof way off to my left. We started down the trail, which forked again. This was a mining road, composed of jagged rocks. After about 30 minutes, Georgie stopped. My collie had cut her paws on the rough trail and sat down, refusing to budge. Both animals stared at me, tongues lolling out of their mouths. I reached again for the water bottles and was stunned that only about an inch of precious fluid remained.
The heat became stifling. I tried carrying Georgie, but she was too heavy. I looked for shade, knowing that we should wait out the heat and hike at night. But could we all survive on the little bit of water that remained? Death can come quickly in the desert.
Feeling sick to my stomach, I walked away from my girls. I’d leashed them to the meager shade of a scraggly bush, hoping to find help before dark. The coyotes would be out by then. Two tied dogs would have no chance against them.
I wiped tears from my face as I built cairns: trail markers that could lead me back. I’d had heat sickness before and recognized that I was beginning to succumb again to the light-headedness that precedes passing out. I finished the water.
Later, when I put my foot on a flat piece of pavement, I was stunned. The road simply appeared with no warning. Then, out of nowhere on that lonely stretch, a single car pulled up and stopped next to me. A young man, incongruously wearing a white button-down and tie, leaned out the window and asked if I needed help.
“You’re hurt,” he said looking at the dried blood on my arm.”
I cried.
The kind young man dropped me off at the Kearny sheriff’s office, where Mayberry-esq matrons in floral-print blouses fussed over me. “No, I don’t want a paramedic,” I assured them, red-faced, crying. “I want my dogs!”
Several hours later, Sheriff Joe Martinez drove his cruiser into the desert with me on the seat beside him. We followed the trail of stone markers. I worried about my girls and was afraid to look when he said, “There they are!”
To my relief, we were greeted with wagging tails. Later, Sheriff Martinez, in true western hero fashion, pulled my truck from the sand and waved me off.
Prior to my brush with disaster, I could sometimes be heard mocking ill-prepared visitors who would end up lost in the desert without food, water, sunscreen, or proper clothing: hikers who approached the desert environment like a walk in a pastoral garden.
I don’t do that anymore.
And I never, ever, break the rules.
Here is a brief peek at Anne’s latest release.
Bud Richardville is inducted into the Army as the United States prepares for the invasion of Europe in 1943. A chance comment has Bud assigned to the Graves Registration Service where his unit is tasked with locating, identifying, and burying the dead. Bud ships out, leaving behind his new wife, Lorraine, a mysterious woman who has stolen his heart but whose secretive nature and shadowy past leave many unanswered questions. When Bud and his men hit the beach at Normandy, they are immediately thrust into the horrors of what working in a graves unit entails. Bud is beaten down by the gruesome demands of his job and losses in his personal life, but then he meets Eva, an optimistic soul who despite the war can see a positive future. Will Eva’s love be enough to save him?
Praise for Your Forgotten Sons
“Although a defty crafted work of original fiction, “Your Forgotten Sons” by Anne Montgomery is inspired by a true story. An original and inherently interesting read from start to finish, “Your Forgotten Sons” will prove to be an immediate and enduringly appreciated pick.” Midwest Book Review
“This was a quick, riveting read that really challenged me to think differently about our servicemen and women, especially those who take on the jobs that don’t get heroically depicted in the media or news…I really highly recommend this book to anyone that is looking for a different take on American history. I left it with a newfound appreciation for the unsung heroes.” Bekah C NetGalley
“This is the truth. It’s gritty and painful and bittersweet – and true. When you think you’ve read every perspective of WWII, along comes Bud to break your heart.” Bridgett Siter Former Military Reporter
“Anne Montgomery writes a strong story and I was hooked from the first page. It had a great concept and I enjoyed that this was inspired by a true story…It was written perfectly and I was invested in the story. Anne Montgomery has a great writing style and left me wanting to read more.” – Kathryn McLeer NetGalley
Available at Amazon, Apple Books, Barnes & Noble, Google Books, and Kobo
Anne Montgomery has worked as a television sportscaster, newspaper and magazine writer, teacher, amateur baseball umpire, and high school football referee. She worked at WRBL‐TV in Columbus, Georgia, WROC‐TV in Rochester, New York, KTSP‐TV in Phoenix, Arizona, ESPN in Bristol, Connecticut, where she anchored the Emmy and ACE award‐winning SportsCenter, and ASPN-TV as the studio host for the NBA’s Phoenix Suns. Montgomery has been a freelance and staff writer for six publications, writing sports, features, movie reviews, and archeological pieces.
When she can, Anne indulges in her passions: rock collecting, scuba diving, football refereeing, and playing her guitar.
Learn more about Anne Montgomery on her website and Wikipedia. Stay connected on Facebook, Linkedin, and Twitter.
April 1, 2025
Wednesday Special Spotlight Pareidolia
I learned a new word the other day—pareidolia (parr-i-DOH-lee-ə).
Pareidolia means to see meaning where there is none. It is also defined as the tendency to interpret a vague stimulus as something known to the observer. The Skeptic’s Dictionary defines it as a type of illusion or misperception involving a vague or obscure stimulus being perceived as something clear and distinct. In other words, we see something, hear something, or smell something where there really isn’t anything.
I don’t know about you, but I’ve been experiencing pareidolia all my life, in more ways than one. I’ve often inserted meaning into conversations with people who made absolutely innocent statements than I’ve taken umbrage to. I’ve interpreted vague stimuli as clear, distinct invitations to do something when the person I was talking to had no intention of going in that direction.
I have frequently been guilty of the more appropriate definition of the word whenever I see objects in the clouds,
Shark or Submarine
in the swirls in the linoleum
What do you see?
photo by C.D. Hersh
in shadows on the walls
spooky shadow face
photo by C.D. Hersh
I can clearly see the man in the moon face, the faces on the surface on Mars,
and the Horsehead Nebula in the NASA pictures
I hear the phone ringing in the shower, when it’s not ringing. I smell things on the air when no one else does, (and have on several occasions known what my mother was fixing for dinner because I smelled it a mile away) and yes, I’ve heard the hidden words in In A Gadda Da Vida played backwards.
Skeptics would say our brains are wired to see faces and that’s why we see them where none really exist—there’s really nothing there but random patterns. But I rather like the other, more mysterious approach to pareidolia—the one that leaves me with goosebumps, averting my eyes from the devil in the door, and whooping out a big OOOOHHH whenever I see something unexpected on my burned toast or staring at me from the electrical plug on the kitchen wall.
Skeptics believe the misty faces peering over the shoulders of people in dimly lit photos are just random shapes, not real faces—or maybe I should say dead, spooky faces people claim them to be. Because I can see them so clearly they might claim I have an overactive imagination, but that’s okay too. I revel in that imagination. It’s what makes me a writer. It keeps life interesting, and it gives me something to do when I’m staring for hours at watermarks in the ceiling at the doctors’ offices.
I’m never bored if there’s a random pattern somewhere in my sight line. I’m always searching for that illusive picture. And who knows … I might see something someday that inspires a new story. After all, what is writing but the sparking of a vague, obscure stimulus into something that’s clear and distinct?
Here’s a few pareidolia pictures you might enjoy. Do you have one of your own favorites?
photo (c) C.D. Hersh
Dragon attacking the Disney World Epcot World Ball
Apache head in rocks
Tree hugger
Screaming face
March 31, 2025
Tell Again Tuesday Visceral Writing
The Touch (and Taste, and Feel) of InspirationBy Sophie Masson
When it comes to creating a believable setting or background for a work of fiction, sensory inspirations are very important. Writers need to evoke a world in the reader’s mind which doesn’t just involve the visual and the auditory, but also hopefully bring the other senses into play—touch, smell, taste. It’s always been important to me, as I’m sure it is for many other writers, to experience the . . .
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Friday Feature Pens, Paper and Pennants
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Yesterday was baseball’s Opening Day in Cincinnati, Ohio, and if you are a baseball fan living in Cincinnati as we do, it is a big deal—so big in fact that school children get a free pass from classes to go see the three hour parade and the game. Some fans even take off work and head for the ballpark. At our house the traditional Opening Day meal is brats, mettwursts, baked beans, chips, and applesauce, parked on a TV tray and eaten in anticipation of the Reds hitting their way to their first win. The first game of the year holds out the promise of things to come, as everyone dreams that this will be the year the Reds will win big, like the Big Red Machine of the 70’s.
Ah yes hope in the spring.
We find the comparison between baseball and writing a book interesting. Spring training, for baseball, is putting the pieces together, deciding who is on the team, trying players out on the field to see how they work together, testing their skills, and a lot of practice to make the team mesh. The writer’s spring training is not much different. During writing spring training you are figuring out the back story of your book and the players, testing scenes to see how they work, asking the “What if we do this?” questions. You’re putting time and effort into creating a strong structure for your characters to play in.
Opening Day is the beginning of the real work. No more playing around, no more practicing. It’s do or die now. In baseball, Opening Day is the first of 162 games to determine the champion of the league. For writers, it’s the opening chapter—maybe not of a 162 chapter book, unless you’re writing the next “War and Peace.” A lot hinges on Opening Day. If the team loses, their momentum suffers. If you, as a writer, don’t come on strong, potential editors and agents will write you off.
Throughout the season your team will win and lose—it’s what keeps the game interesting. They will have successes, setbacks, rain delays, losing streaks, and injuries. These baseball players’ dilemmas parallel the problems, obstacles and successes our book characters face as they try to accomplish their goals. A baseball season where a team runs away with all the games can get boring fast—as witnessed by the mass exits at the stadiums when you have 19 to 0 scores. They same thing holds true for your book. If your characters aren’t facing some challenges, getting the socks beaten off them—and winning … sometimes—you won’t keep your readers engaged.
If your team is good, and sometimes lucky, as the season winds down to the end they will win the league championship. Big celebration! Lots of news coverage. The bulk of the work is behind the team now. They’ve accomplished the first round of the season’s goal. For writers this is the big moment when your book is complete. You’ve revised, revised, and revised, and made sure all the characters have done their best to get you to the finish. You’ve typed those last words, THE END.
Even though you’ve typed THE END, it doesn’t mean your work is finished. Like the league champions, you have more to do. You’re headed into the Division, League, and World Series playoffs. Baseball players don’t let up now. They work even harder to make sure they can ride the wave of success to the end. Finishing your book is only part of the game. Now you must work to get recognized by agents and publishers. If all goes well, you make it to publication, just like winning writers J.K Rowling, Stephanie Meyers, and Stephen King.
This year, like all the rest, we’re hoping the Reds get to the World Series, and we—especially Donald, will be following them all the way.
If you aren’t watching baseball today, then we hope you’re at your computers striving toward your own Writer’s World Series. Good luck to all of you.
Where are you today? Are you glued to the television watching fouls, strikes, and hopefully homeruns, or to your computer watching words whiz by?
