Month: September 2023

Following Through by Heather Haven

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I have a pet peeve. Sometimes authors don’t complete parts of a storyline, no matter how small or inconsequential, and a character, situation, or animal is left hanging out to dry. I hate that.

There is a well-known mystery writer who wrote a well-known novel. In the novel, a woman the detective-protagonist becomes involved with has a cat. The cat is in several scenes and then becomes poisoned. The poison was meant for his new lady friend, who is upset about what happened to her cat. She doesn’t know what to do with the body and he takes over. He puts the body of the cat into a pillowcase and then in the trunk of his car. That’s the last we hear of the cat.

As the story progresses day after day and week after week, nothing more is said about the cat in the pillowcase. I became increasingly disturbed. This was a beloved pet. Doesn’t the woman want to know what happened? Isn’t our protagonist a humane man? We’re led to believe so. Did he bring it to a vet for proper disposal, helping to send it over the rainbow bridge? Did our hero toss it into a trash bin? Or heaven forfend, is the cat’s body still in the trunk of the car?

I have a writer pal who asked me to read her final draft. In the story, the heroine hears the beginnings of a storm. Her dog is barking his head off outside the house. How did he get out she wonders? She opens the front door and goes out to look for her dog. Whammo! She gets hit over the head by the villain. Neighbors save her. Police arrive. A report is written. Her best friend comes to stay with her. This best friend is not the dog, so I began to wonder what happened to Fido? Not one more word was written about the dog. As I was a beta reader, I asked the writer what happened to the dog. Answer? She simply forgot about it once it had achieved its purpose, that of being the catalyst for getting the heroine outside to be struck on the head. No, no, no, no, no.

And this doesn’t happen just to animals or in books. I watched a popular television series where a one-episode, secondary character, a teenager, saved the life of the protagonist. Now that’s a big deal, right? This character saved her life. However, when the police and paramedics show up, we see short scenes of the police marching the bad guy off, and the protagonist being hauled off in the ambulance, but the character who made everything right in the end is nowhere to be found. I kept looking for him. Where did this kid go?

Not only does this kind of stuff throw me out of a story, but it makes me crazy. We’re not talking about a lengthy explanation or mind-boggling follow-through. We’re talking about a phrase or a sentence. With the detective, he could have handed the pillowcase off to his secretary with some instructions, kind or not. With my writer pal, it could be one phrase about the heroine reaching down to pet her dog who lay at her side. Or being upset the dog is missing. Or maybe he’s in the kitchen eating kibble. Something. This kid in the television story decided to do the right thing. It changed his life. Why not give the reader/viewer a split-second of follow-through? A look of satisfaction on the character’s face or one of having grown up a little.

A good follow-through can enhance our work and deepen the facets of our characters. It can also make the reader/viewer feel more grounded. That things are not floating off into the ether, disappearing, never to be heard of again. Even if the outcome is not necessarily the one we want to read about or have happen.

Although, I was glad my writer pal added a line that the heroine was petting the dog by her side. Small mercies.

Guest Blogger ~ DL Morton

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Hiding in plain sight.

I would imagine, like many of you, my intention of becoming a writer, author, or even working in a profession where writing took a front seat could not have been further from my imagination. Although, life sometimes has other ideas that don’t require personal input. Thus, my journey to becoming a writer began, and my clues were hiding in plain sight.

It started in college. Having trouble understanding the intricate workings of the English language, a creative writing professor took pity on me and folded me under her wing, because she loved my stories. She didn’t mind my misspellings, poor placements of commas, or whether I capitalized in the right places. Teaching me the art of creative writing helped me through all my necessary credits to finish my degree. That should have been my first clue.

 After that, over the next three decades, I did anything but write stories. Until my five-year-old grandson asked me to tell him a new story. So, I made one up on the spot. It turned into his favorite. Later, he asked me to write it down, so his mom could read it to him because, “she never gets it right.” That should have been my second clue.

Thirty-three children’s books later, I wrote a novel. It’s a woman’s literary fiction about love and secrets. After years of writing stories of roughly one thousand words, from start to finish, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven with the new-found freedom of expanded word count.

What I realized later, squeezing in surprises for children’s stories, developed a knack for hiding clues in plain sight. However, not satisfied with that manuscript, I stored it for five years, unpublished. Since then, I’ve changed genres and moved on.

Last year, I pulled that story from the mothballs, and did a rewrite. My editor has since gone through it, and dubbed me a master at hiding clues. Since I’ve changed my genre to paranormal cozy mysteries, this remark was just what I needed to hear, and timely, too.

Not too long ago, I released my first book in a trilogy, called Pirate Dreams, under my pen name, DL Morton. I’ve also received several wonderful reviews and received a golden award. Not bad for someone who couldn’t, wouldn’t, and thought she shouldn’t be a writer, much less a published author.

I find my stories seem to write themselves. I only provide the physical task of typing. That was the clue that tapped me on my shoulder. Telling me to open my eyes and see the clues hidden in plain sight.

No matter what your genre, hiding clues is something most everyone will find they need to do, and when writing mysteries, they are essential. You can slip a discrete clue into the most obvious of places, and before you know it, a good mystery emerges.

The moral to this story is two-fold. One, be sure to spot your own clues. They may give you a hint as to where you should be looking.

Two, be sure to look for them in all your walks of life. You might find an opportunity or interest pop up that you never knew or realized would tickle your fancy.

Happy hiding everyone.

Pirate Dreams

A Pirate Days Festival sets off a set of circumstances that could change Ginny McCarthy’s life forever. As a reclusive insomniac, stitching together pieces of a fragmented dream about an ancient pirate legend proves more difficult than she imagined. Determined to find the truth, Ginny’s forced to seek help through unlikely and untrusted sources. Calling on her best friend for support, they navigate through unusual and dangerous situations. Together, they face suspicions and risks as they try to understand the meaning of her dreams.

https://www.amazon.com/Pirate-Dreams-Ginny-McCs-Mysteries-ebook/dp/B0C2JW6TN7

An established author of children’s books, DL Morton is branching out to adult fiction. She’s now working on a mystery series starring Ginny McC and a stand alone women’s literary fiction novel. She lives in an author’s paradise in the mountains of Northern California.

Website:
http://dlmortonbooks.com

Guest Blogger ~ Sharon L. Dean

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The Mystery of Naming

I’m not original when it comes to naming characters. No Vermeulens or Siobhans or Kimmos. I try to make the names I choose popular at the time when a character was born. So the six old women in my novella with that title get Barb, Dottie, Jane, Lucy, Stella, and Thelma, all common names in the 1920s.

My novels are filled with generic names, Will and Peter, Anna and Cynthia. The problem with this is that I tend to repeat names without remembering that I used the same one in an earlier novel. This happened recently with the novel I’m working on now. I named a minister Roy Chambers after Roy Chamberlain, the minister of my former church. When I discovered I’d used the name in Cemetery Wine, I had three choices: keep the name despite the repetition, change the name, or find a connection between the old novel and the new one. I worked to find a connection. None made sense, so I changed just the last name from Chambers to Tibbetts, a nod to another minister I once knew.

I heard a famous writer say that if she met someone she didn’t like, she’d use that person’s name for an unlikeable character in her next novel. I don’t do that. But I do pay homage to people via the names I choose. A mortician gets the last name of the mortician in the town where I grew up, a doctor gets the name of my old doctor, and a college professor gets the name of my dissertation advisor. My cats, Nutzycoocoo and Charlie, get memorialized in my writing.

My novels Leaving Freedom and Finding Freedom borrow the protagonist’s name, Connie, from Constance Fenimore Woolson, a nineteenth-century writer whose work I researched in the days I was an academic. Woolson’s sister and niece were Clare and Clara. Connie, Clare, Clara, I couldn’t keep them straight even when I was researching Woolson. So I changed my Connie’s sister to Sarah (note the rhyme) and her niece to Lizzie, after Woolson’s friend. Her mother gets Woolson’s mother’s name, Hannah, and her uncle gets Woolson’s brother, Charlie.

The most fun I had with names came in Death of the Keynote Speaker. This is the second in my first mystery series featuring Susan Warner, the name of another nineteenth-century writer. I put into the novel a secret code even Nancy Drew couldn’t crack. Nancy Wheeler combines Nancy Drew and Honey Wheeler from the Trixie Belden books. Frank Belden combines Trixie’s last name with Frank Hardy. Joe Hardy of Hardy Boys series is Joe Keene after Carolyn Keene, the name given the author of the Nancy Drew series. And so it goes, all the way to the police officer named Stratemeyer after the syndicate that produced all those books.

The name of a character doesn’t need to be unique. Often these days, I wish there were a pronunciation glossary to accompany a novel. I can do Raskolnikov and Akhmad and Clytemnestra. I applaud the wider range of ethnicities in our contemporary fiction, but please tell me how to pronounce Ove. Ove with a long o? Ové with two syllables? Uve as in ooh or Uvé with two syllables? Maybe there’s a reason the American movie is named A Man Called Otto.

How do you choose names when you write? What kind of names do you prefer when you read?

Leaving Freedom took Connie Lewis from her home in Freedom, Massachusetts, to Florida with her aging mother and then to Ashland, Oregon, where she found success as a writer and a place to call home. Now, in the sequel Finding Freedom, Connie is eighty years old and has exchanged the Volkswagen she called The Yellow Sub for a Honda Fit she’s nicknamed Last Chance. She’s ready for a last adventure and will use a drive across the United States to write a travel narrative she’ll call Travels with Connie.  From gospel singers in the little town of Fossil, Oregon, to a famous painter in Glacier National Park, to turtle races in Perhem, Minnesota, to a twelve-year-old grandniece who teaches her about the lives of modern tweens, she finds more material for her book than she expected. Both going and coming back, she solved mysteries that help her to understand how the world changes even as it remains the same. Will she complete her journey in Massachusetts where she was born, the Oregon she has learned to call home, or somewhere she hasn’t expected?

https://www.amazon.com/Finding-Freedom-Sharon-L-Dean-ebook/dp/B0C5ZHK5N1

https://www.amazon.com/Leaving-Freedom-Sharon-L-Dean/dp/1645994651

Sharon L. Dean grew up in Massachusetts where she was immersed in the literature of New England. She earned undergraduate and graduate degrees at the University of New Hampshire, a state she lived and taught in before moving to Oregon. Although she has given up writing scholarly books that require footnotes, she incorporates much of her academic research as background in her mysteries. She is the author of three Susan Warner mysteries , three Deborah Strong mysteries, and a collection of stories called Six Old Women and Other Stories, Her novel Leaving Freedom was reissued on June 14, 2023 along with a sequel Finding Freedom. Dean continues to write about New England while she is discovering the beauty of the West.

My website:

https://sharonldean.com/

My publisher:

https://encirclepub.com/