In Celebration...

Of Independence Day in the good old USA I invite all to visit this site.

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY

Okay, Dads, time to kick back and enjoy the day.

Cooling Off

I thought the cover of DEADLY ARROWS might help cool off those experiencing a heatwave in their neck of the woods. Reading an excerpt might also help. So here goes.

My boots dug into the crusted snow as I swung my bow forward. A twig snapped nearby and I jerked my head around fearing a hunter. I listened. Silence. I ordered myself to remain focused.

The postal truck rounded the curve and slid to a stop alongside a rotted two-by-four supporting the mailbox. The driver reached out the window and stuffed a bundle of envelopes into the rusty box. Then the vehicle’s rear tires spun on a patch of ice before it launched forward and disappeared around the bend in the road.

Just like clockwork, she appeared at the cabin door. Wearing only a tee shirt and jeans, she dashed for the mailbox. As she came around to the front of the box, I pulled back on the string, hesitated, then released.

The arrow hurtled between the trees. The direct hit sent a spine-tingling thud through the forest. I sucked in a breath of frigid air as I watched her stagger backward then crumple to the ground.

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Forgetting

No, I haven't forgotten to blog. I just haven't had much of anything I wanted to say. For those following my post about attempting to bring down my cholesterol, that's where the forgetting comes into play. I keep forgetting to get on the scales to see if I've dropped any weight. I think this is an intentional lapse of memory since I haven't been on the treadmill for a while. I could say I've been too busy, but that wouldn't be the honest to God truth. I could make the time. The good news is, I haven't become a couch potato either. I've been filling my flower beds with an assortment of summer beauties. Add pulling weeds to this along with other yard work and I figure I'm getting a good amount of physical exercise. It's certainly a lot less boring than walking on a treadmill. Oh and I've been trying to add more fruits and veggies to my daily intake of food.

My third Fay Cunningham mystery is going slow. Things are becoming more complicated than I'd planned. A few characters refuse to do or say what I think they should. Even as I write this blog, one of my characters is talking to me--interrupting my train of thought. She's insisting I give the manuscript another subplot. I don't see it happening. At least not in the first draft of the work. Then again, it might not be such a bad idea. It would certainly add more conflict to the pages. And conflict on the page is a good thing. My character is on the verge of winning here. Time to go do some serious thinking--outlining.

Until Next Time...Debra