Second round of edits!

Second round of edits!

Gilded Age Heiresses: The Unforgettable Miss Baldwin. My book is in its second round of edits. This blog is to let you know how close I am to production. It looks like a September launch is a possibility. In the meantime, my book cover is here for your perusal and votes, if you please: 1-5 star with 5 being the highest, plug your number into your comment.

Unforgettable Miss Baldwin book cover

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My heroine changes the course of history for women’s rights.

An excerpt for your reading pleasure.
She straightened up, immediately improved. “Ah, ha!” She thrust her finger in the air. “We have a victory papa, not everyone is of the same mind. I do appreciate your freedom and you know I am careful and stay out of harm’s way…”

“Hardly, my dear. Some support does not mean you can keep writing about controversial subjects. Eventually, our readers will stop buying the Sentinel and pick up the City Sun Times. I have to consider all the responses. Those complaint letters are warning signs, precursors to future problems in the political climate, and queries as to where the women’s vote is going.”

“Women’s vote is the future,” Allie said. Grasping on the last hope her father will come to reason.

“What do you mean, future? There’s no place for women in politics. They’ll never be allowed to vote,” her father said.

“How can you be so sure?”

“Today’s rally is not fresh news. The fight for the vote is half a century old, and nothing has changed. Neither has the fight for women’s rights.”

“Women keep seeking what is rightfully theirs in spite of the failures—don’t you find that worthwhile?”

***

The controversy began in 1840. By the time Allie Baldwin got involved with suffrage in 1886 the battle was ongoing and had not gotten far. Men were still balking and complaining about women not being smart enough to understand politics, and besides, they were bred to be home, the men said. It all seemed hopeless, but Allie saved the day with her tenacity, hard work, and writings that spread the word.

“Stay home where you belong, cook, and raise the kids.” The naysayers said.

Familiar names, Susan B Anthony and Elizabeth Stanton Harding, only two women out of hundreds that fought to win what they believed were rightfully theirs—the right to vote. And that was only the beginning, women had no rights, could not go out unaccompanied, would never be offered a job that would otherwise go to a man, it’s a long list. Forget it if she wanted a divorce, she had to put an announcement in the newspaper and he had all her money (dowry).

INDIGO SKY
And in the meanwhile, you can check out the Rork and Leila chase across the plains of 19th century America in the middle of the Civil War, slavery and the challenges.

Trapped in a dream marriage that becomes a twisted tale of love, heartache, and sinister perils.

 

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ROMANCE 2017 HAPPY NEW YEAR!

ROMANCE 2017 HAPPY NEW YEAR!

One horse open sleigh-so romantic!

My post today is about writing my romance novel, INDIGO SKY and am giving away two copies of my eBook to random commenters, so please join in and add to the conversation! Happy New Year, 2017.

Indigo Sky book cover

Reviewers say, “Indigo Sky has all the parts that readers crave. The suspense, love, romance, betrayal, strength and loyalty are just a few words to describe Indigo Sky! Easy read that is difficult to let go!! I loved it and can’t wait for Gail Ingis to write another!! Don’t miss it! It kept me reading deep into the night.

 

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Dreamy

Like other writers, I have many books about writing I hold in great esteem. Donald Maas, Michael Hauge, Stephen King’s about writing and countless others, as well as advice and encouragement from my South African editor, to whom I am grateful. They have all been valuable in my growth and craft. I ravish my books, wear them out, they have liberated my passions. I still refer to the books, but I pick and choose. The best part of writing is how my characters surprise me. I’ve plotted, but the plot changes as I write, so I don’t bother to plot anymore. I give myself the freedom to plot, not plot, as long as I write, the rest falls into place.

Romance novels, in the past, were thought of as simple, silly and smutty. Sure, some do have the normal part of loving and intimacy, but many do not go past that closed door. Intimacy is inferred or suggested. It’s good to let the reader imagine. Most folks think that the characters in these novels are about fantasy and are perfect people. Nothing could be further from the truth. The characters are real people solving challenges in a relationship. We identify with how they solve the issues and transform in order to grow and mature.

When coming to an impasse in the story, when all seems lost, no turning back, gone forever, it’s magical to see all that turned around. We all know the ending, but romance novels tell us the process, how it’s possible to grow a relationship from failure to success. True love is possible; true love is a reality; true love is beautiful. True love is not a destination, it’s something you do everyday.

We hope as writers, that we enrich readers’ lives, and provide life lessons about love, marriage, intimacy, give and take, communication, and interrelationships with friends and family as well.

Enjoy this excerpt at the mansion of Alexander Majors, a friend of Rork’s, when Rork leaves town after a romantic evening with Leila, to give her time to think. Leila is having a conversation with Alexander. She is frantic that Rork left:

“I know,” Leila mumbled, “but why do I feel so guilty?”

He leaned forward. “Leila, your whole life you’ve been told the fault lies with you if you fail. I have a rather liberal way of thinking when it comes to how children should be reared.” He sat back and stared into the distance. “Which is one of the reasons I never married. I think I realized my methods would have made life difficult.”

Leila stared at him and whispered, “What are your methods?”
“Simple, don’t conform mindlessly, ever.”
“But one has to get on with society or you’d be an outcast.”

“Not at all. You see, you assumed I meant conform to the social dictates of dress and manners. I would teach a child to be discerning. Your mother doubtless told you to obey your father no matter what he demanded or how he treated you. The same applied to the man you marry. Then you took the unthinkable step of wanting a divorce. That was good.”

“Not according to my parents. They told me it was up to me to make it work.”

“Exactly. They taught you to be responsible for the success or failure of the marriage.” He sat back and smiled. “You perpetuate this ridiculous state by saying Hank’s death is your fault.”

“You don’t understand, Alex. Speaking to Hank when he was drunk or hallucinating only incurred his wrath. I should have chosen the time to tell him more carefully.”

“Why should you be responsible for choosing the right moment? The man was intoxicated most of the time.”

“I suppose.”

“So what are you going to do about Rork?”

Leila shrugged. “If he is going west, he’ll probably go to Atchison to get the coach.” She moved the silver spoon around the soup. She jumped to her feet, dropping the spoon and spilling chowder on the lace tablecloth. “I’ll follow him!”

“Good girl. Now sit and finish your soup while we discuss your plan of action.”

Buoyed by her decision, she sat and ate. “I might not find him, of course.”

Alex buttered a thick slice of bread. “Yes, you will. He’ll have to find a stagecoach willing to let him join them.” He chuckled. “It isn’t like boarding the next train to New York. If not, he’ll have to purchase his own wagon with a team of horses and a driver. He’ll need supplies. He’ll definitely not be leaving in a hurry. ***

Tell all, what’s your romantic experience?

FREE eBOOK: INDIGO SKY

FREE eBOOK: INDIGO SKY

Free for your reading pleasure, the eBook, Indigo Sky, is available for $0.00 Friday and Saturday, October 28 & 29,  on Amazon.Com. After the promotion is over the price goes back to $2.99. So get Indigo Sky while you can. https://www.amazon.com/Indigo-Sky-Gail-Ingis-ebook/dp/B015TCCKM4/

Bookcover Indigo Sky by author Gail Ingis

Bookcover

If you like romance, and you like rip-roaring adventure, Indigo Sky is for you! Shopping at Tiffany’s, getting caught up in the New York Draft Riot, the Civil War, and the wilds of the Great Plains. Enjoy this excerpt from my book.

Excerpt:
Dawn finally broke, and Leila sat listlessly on the pallet. Would today be the day she was raped? Death was preferable.
Little Star peeked through the doorway and crooked her finger.
“Come.”
Leila crawled out and blinked against the strong light. Rising stiffly, she stretched, enjoying the sun on her face. She smiled at children laughing and playing between the tipis.
A group of women waited for her.
“You bathe.
”Bathe?”
Leila almost laughed with relief.
The women led her silently to a copse of trees. A stream gurgled over rocks. They stripped her clothes off, urged her into a deep pool and washed her with a chunk of herb scented soap.
She reveled in the cold water until an elder hustled her out, drying her with scraps of soft hide.
Stony faced, the elder worried her gums and mumbled something rubbing herb oils on Leila’s body. Deep crevices on her face sagged in a perpetual expression of discontent. The elder peered over Leila, her small black eyes glittered with malice. She rattled off in an angry tirade.
One of the young women giggled behind slim fingers. Leila glanced from one to the other. “What did she say?”
Little Star arrived with a hide garment over her arm and handed it to the elder.
“She say you white like chicken fat, and don’t know why Red Arrow want you.”
The truth dawned on Leila. This was the moment she’d dreaded. She backed away holding up her palms.
“N—no!”
Snarling, the elder grabbed Leila and issued brief instructions. The other women hastily pulled the buckskin dress over her head. Beads and feathers decorated the soft garment. Had circumstances been different, the dress would have delighted Leila. The women took her arms and led her back to the lodge.
Red Arrow stood in the center of a clearing between the tipis, hands behind his back, black eyes impassive.
Leila’s heart pounded and she hung back. The women shoved her and she fell to her knees at the warrior’s feet.
“I—I will not be your woman—your whore.” She took his callused hand. “Please, I have a husband.”
He shook her off.
“You obey.”
“I can’t—won’t!”
Red Arrow looked at Hook Nose. The leader nodded at a group of warriors. They stepped forward and hauled Leila up, dragging her from the clearing. She twisted around.
“What are they going to do to me?” She cried.
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mcp-gail-ingis-crop-adjcrease-1-color-largeAuthor Bio: Gail Ingis writes historical romance, loves history and romance, of course. A native of Brooklyn, New York. Gail’s early years began and ended with writing, drawing and music.

After graduating from the New York School of Interior Design with a BFA in Interior Architecture and Design and a master’s studies in Architecture and Design Criticism at The New School (Parsons), she worked in interior design and architecture and founded a school of Interior Design.

She resides in Connecticut with her scientist-writer husband. Currently, she sits on Lockwood-Mathews Mansion Museum Board of Trustees, and serves as the curator of art exhibitions. Prior to her debut as an author, she illustrated a book for Deborah Galiley, “Seeking Paradise,” that can be found on Amazon.

As a professional artist, her paintings are an extension of her illustration work in design. Gail spent her youth dallying in Coney Island that inspired her latest paint project for her 2016 exhibition in the museum. She is a member of the Connecticut Chapter of Romance Writer’s of America.

Indigo Sky Review Headlines:

5.0 out of 5 stars An engrossing and poignant historical love story

I need to start reading more historicals. I only hope I find more stories as engrossing and poignant as Indigo Sky. I loved Leila, even when I wanted to shake her. Read more

Published 17 days ago by Christine Thomson

5.0 out of 5 stars I loved this book!!!!

Indigo Sky is fabulous! I literally could not put the book down. I stayed up until 3AM just to finish the book. The characters were fascinating. Read more

Published 2 months ago by Amazon Customer

5.0 out of 5 stars Amazing!!

Captivating! The suspense, love, romance, betrayal, strength and loyalty are just a few words to describe Indigo Sky! Easy read that is difficult to let go!! Read more

Published 3 months ago

5.0 out of 5 stars I enjoyed Leila and Rork’s story as well as the secondary …

I just finished reading Indigo Sky by Gail Ingis. This book was well written, and true the genre. I enjoyed Leila and Rork’s story as well as the secondary characters, along with… Read more

Published 5 months ago by mal reader

5.0 out of 5 stars Really well written- a great read.

This is not your average romance novel; there is enough action and actual plot to make it much more interesting than anything else I’ve read from this genre. Read more

Published 8 months ago by Law Mom

5.0 out of 5 stars Super!!!

Wow!!! what an adventure, this was really a fun book to read. I loved the traditional values of the main character .Read more

Published 11 months ago by Amazon Customer

5.0 out of 5 stars Captivating

I loved being whisked away by Rork and Leila into the Wild West! A beautifully spun tale of love, heartache, adventure and sinister perils during wartime.

Published 11 months ago by David S. Sell

Enjoy!

STAYIN’ ALIVE!

STAYIN’ ALIVE!

Indigo Sky by Gail Ingis

Bookcover

Bookcover

If you like romance, and you like rip-roaring adventure, Indigo Sky is for you! Shopping at Tiffany’s, getting caught up in the New York Draft Riot, the Civil War, and the wilds of the Great Plains. Here’s an excerpt from my book that will curl your toes.

Excerpt: Dawn finally broke, and Leila sat listlessly on the pallet. Would today be the day she was raped? Death was preferable.

Little Star peeked through the doorway and crooked her finger. “Come.”

Leila crawled out and blinked against the strong light. Rising stiffly, she stretched, enjoying the sun on her face. She smiled at children laughing and playing between the tipis.

A group of women waited for her. “You bathe.”

Bathe? Leila almost laughed with relief.

The women led her silently to a copse of trees. A stream gurgled over rocks. They stripped her clothes off, urged her into a deep pool and washed her with a chunk of herb scented soap.

She reveled in the cold water until an elder hustled her out, drying her with scraps of soft hide.

Stony faced, the elder worried her gums and mumbled something rubbing herb oils on Leila’s body. Deep crevices on her face sagged in a perpetual expression of discontent. The elder peered over Leila, her small black eyes glittered with malice. She rattled off in an angry tirade.

One of the young women giggled behind slim fingers.

Leila glanced from one to the other. “What did she say?”

Little Star arrived with a hide garment over her arm and handed it to the elder. “She say you white like chicken fat, and don’t know why Red Arrow want you.”

The truth dawned on Leila. This was the moment she’d dreaded. She backed away holding up her palms. “N—no!”

Snarling, the elder grabbed Leila and issued brief instructions. The other women hastily pulled the buckskin dress over her head. Beads and feathers decorated the soft garment. Had circumstances been different, the dress would have delighted Leila. The women took her arms and led her back to the lodge.

Red Arrow stood in the center of a clearing between the tipis, hands behind his back, black eyes impassive.

Leila’s heart pounded and she hung back. The women shoved her and she fell to her knees at the warrior’s feet. “I—I will not be your woman—your whore.” She took his callused hand. “Please, I have a husband.”

He shook her off. “You obey.”

“I can’t—won’t!”

Red Arrow looked at Hook Nose. The leader nodded at a group of warriors. They stepped forward and hauled Leila up, dragging her from the clearing.

She twisted around. “What are they going to do to me?” She cried.

For you viewing pleasure, here’s the Indigo Sky trailer: Indigo Sky_07_11_15 – Small

Back cover blurb: In a whirlwind romance, a lovely New York socialite marries a fêted, debonair author. But beneath the charm is a cheating husband addicted to hasheesh. Her dream marriage turns sour and the simplicity of her life runs amok when a handsome stranger, her husband’s business partner, threatens her staunch loyalty to her wayward husband. When she faces the ugly truth about her marriage, her need to finalize her divorce sends her on mad chase across the wilds of nineteenth century America with a handsome stranger—she learns hard lessons of murder, kidnapping and more that almost destroy her.

Print book, eBook, Audiobook

Print book, eBook, Audiobook

Stay tuned for more . . . Amazon eBOOK, Indigo Sky, is available now . . . find the new release in PAPERBACK up on Amazon. The AUDIOBOOK – available soon.

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REMEMBER RADIO?

REMEMBER RADIO?

Listening to the radio

First transistor portable radio

Recently, I wrote this blog for C.D. Hersh’s post at Soul Mate Publishing. The invitation to their blog guest spot came along at a perfect time, when my print book and audiobook are practically on my doorstep. Now, with the changing and the rapid growth of the book business, authors like myself, are looking for fresh ways to capture a new audience.

Listening to the book

Headphones to listen to the books

Readers and listeners have been lured to audio books, but then so have narrators. It’s a, pardon the pun, novel opportunity for actors to perform. Audible.com, an audio company owned by Amazon, has a large pool of professional actors as narrators, and producers who are signing on more and more celebrities. Very often listeners buy based on who is performing. They follow a narrator, like readers follow an author. My actor, Jane Oppenheimer, has brought my book, Indigo Sky, to another level. I like her style and how she interacts with my characters. Here’s her website for your perusal and for contact: Janeoppenheimervoice.com.

Lone Ranger & Tonto

Lone Ranger & Tonto

With the stirring notes of the William Tell Overture and a shout of “Hi-yo, Silver! Away!” The Lone Ranger debuts on Detroit’s WXYZ radio station, 1933. 

Do you remember the old radio programs and the dramatizations, the stories, the mysteries, the comedies? We all sat around and listened. We used our imagination, we made our own visuals. Dagwood and Blondie (the Bumsteads). The Shadow Knows, Great Gildersleeve, Fibber McGee and Molly, the Lone Ranger and Tonto, and more. I even listened to tap dancing on the Children’s Hour on Sundays. Storytelling is older than Moses, you remember him, right? People were telling stories long before writing stories.

You can discuss finances with your narrator. You will need to discuss the time frame as well. The narrator provides a sample. It’s quite workable.

So how do you hire an actor to produce an audiobook? ACX.com has a great website with information and narrators. If you would like to work or interview Jane Oppenheimer, you can request her on Audible.

Here’s the direct link to the author page at acx.com.
http://bit.ly/29HNRJM

Print book, eBook, Audiobook

Print book, eBook, Audiobook

Indigo Sky, historic romance, now an Amazon eBook, will also shortly be available in print book and audiobook. Watch for details.

One liner: A dream marriage becomes a trap of addiction, lies and women

Back Cover Blurb: In a whirlwind romance, a lovely New York socialite marries a fêted, debonair author. But beneath the charm is a cheating husband addicted to hasheesh. Her dream marriage turns sour and the simplicity of her life runs amok when a handsome stranger, her husband’s business partner, threatens her staunch loyalty to her wayward husband. When she faces the ugly truth about her marriage, her need to finalize her divorce sends her on mad chase across the wilds of nineteenth century America with a handsome stranger—she learns hard lessons of murder, kidnapping and more that almost destroy her.

Get a taste of the story . . . check out the trailer.

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C.D. HERSH, GUEST AUTHORS

C.D. HERSH, GUEST AUTHORS

C.D. Hersh–Two hearts creating everlasting love stories.

C.D. Hersh

C.D. Hersh

Say hi to our delightful guests today, authors of The Mercenary and the Shifters. A team of two, they primarily write Romance. Sweethearts to the end, so says their bio.

The Turning Stone Chronicles, book four. Genre – Urban Fantasy, Paranormal Suspense Romance. Release Date: July 27th, 2016

Putting words and stories on paper is second nature to co-authors C.D. Hersh. They’ve written separately since they were teenagers and discovered their unique, collaborative abilities in the mid-90s. As high school sweethearts and husband and wife, Catherine and Donald believe in true love and happily ever after.

The first four books of their paranormal romance series entitled The Turning Stone Chronicles are available on Amazon. They also have a short Christmas story, Kissing Santa, in a Christmas anthology titled Sizzle in the Snow, with seven other authors.

They are looking forward to many years of co-authoring and book sales, and a lifetime of happily-ever-after endings on the page and in real life. You can connect with and follow C.D. Hersh at their website http://cdhersh.wordpress.com

Mercenary and The Shifters

Mercenary and The Shifters

The Mercenary and the Shifters (The Turning Stone Chronicles Book 4): eBook: https://amzn.com/B01I01W2JC

When mercenary soldier Michael Corritore answers a desperate call from an ex-military buddy, he finds himself in the middle of a double kidnapping, caught in an ancient war between two shape shifter factions, and ensnared between two female shape shifters after the same thing … him.

Shape shifter Fiona Kayler will do anything to keep the shipping company her father left her, including getting in bed with the enemy. But when she believes the man trying to steal her company is involved with kidnapping her nephew, she must choose between family, fortune, and love. The problem is … she wants all three.

Excerpt:

Mike’s presence in her bedroom as she gathered overnight items for the guesthouse comforted Fiona. It also set jitters off in her stomach. The man was hot and muscular and very alpha. He’d removed a sword and gun from his duffel bag and slung them, along with a bandolier of ammunition, over his shoulder after they’d been attacked. The sight of his weapons and his protective behavior did unfamiliar, disconcerting things to her.

“Does the guesthouse have a phone?” he asked over her shoulder.
Fiona jumped and slammed her palm to her chest. “Jeez, don’t sneak up on me. I didn’t hear you cross the room.”

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to frighten you.”

“After what happened tonight, it won’t take much to make me jump. And, no, it doesn’t. But I’ve got my cell.”

“I’ll need the number.”

“Ditto, on yours.”

“I think you need to take your gun. The one you pulled on me.”

“After tonight, I’ll sleep with that baby under my pillow.”

Mike studied her. “You’re certain you don’t have an idea who might want you dead? What about the group you’re dealing with? What was the name again?”

“OmniWorld? I think I’m more important to them alive, at the moment.”

A knowing smile flashed across Mike’s face, and she realized he’d tricked her into revealing the name of the cartel she’d withheld earlier.

“At the moment?”

She thought about the cargo Mr. Swindell’s associate had forced her to ship. Had he’d lied about the cigarettes? If he had, she needed backup. Hugh trusted Mike. She needed to do the same.

“I’m handling some freight for them. I don’t think they want to off me, at least until the deal’s finished.”

Mike swore under his breath. “What are you mixed up in, Fiona?” When she didn’t answer he continued, “If I’m going to help, you have to be completely honest with me.”

She cringed at the word completely. Honesty with anyone, at this point, could only be partial. How much could—should—she tell him?

Amazon buy links:

The Promised One (The Turning Stone Chronicles Book 1):

eBook: http://amzn.com/B00DUMODKI

paperback: http://amzn.com/1619353504

Blood Brothers (The Turning Stone Chronicles Book 2):

eBook: http://amzn.com/B00OVNFC8W

paperback: http://amzn.com/1619358271

Son of the Moonless Night (The Turning Stone Chronicles Book 3):

eBook: http://amzn.com/B00XK3E172

The Mercenary and the Shifters (The Turning Stone Chronicles Book 4):

eBook: https://amzn.com/B01I01W2JC

The Turning Stone Chronicles are available on Amazon. They also have a Christmas novella, Kissing Santa, in a Christmas anthology titled Sizzle in the Snow, with seven other authors.

Where you can find CD:

Website: http://cdhersh.wordpress.com/

Blog: http://cdhersh.wordpress.com/blog-2/

Soul Mate Publishing: http://smpauthors.wordpress.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/cdhershauthor

Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/C.-D.-Hersh/e/B00DV5L7ZI

Twitter: https://twitter.com/AuthorCDHersh

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/CDHersh

Thank you Catherine and Donald for visiting us today. It’s been a pleasure. How about we ask our readers to comment?  Here’s a few questions that might come up. Ask the Hersh’s about their writing, how do they develop their stories, how is it working together? How do they delegate responsibilities between them?

 

CONEY ISLAND & INDIGO SKY

CONEY ISLAND & INDIGO SKY

Cyclone, Oh What a Ride 12x24 Oil

Cyclone, Oh, What a Ride 12×24 Oil-on-Dibond

I have so much going on, there’s barely time to breathe. My Coney Island art project, past and present, is finally installed, and can be viewed until September 30th. The reception, sponsored by Investmark, will include a book signing of my newly released novel, Indigo Sky, and a dance demonstration by a master ballroom dancing duo inspired by the 1960s music once performed at Coney Island. Appetizers generously provided by Susan Kane, Catering. Come to the shindig on Thursday, September 8, 2016, 5:30-7:30 at Lockwood-Mathews Mansion Museum, 295 West Ave. Norwalk, CT 203-838-9799.

Back Cover Blurb: In a whirlwind romance, a lovely New York socialite marries a fêted, debonair author. But beneath the charm is a cheating husband addicted to hasheesh. Her dream marriage turns sour and the simplicity of her life runs amok when a handsome stranger, her husband’s business partner, threatens her staunch loyalty to her wayward husband. When she faces the ugly truth about her marriage, her need to finalize her divorce sends her on a  chase across the wilds of nineteenth century America with a handsome stranger–she learns hard lessons of murder, kidnapping and more that almost destroy her.

indigoSky-Soulmate-805_805x1275-2Check out the 5-star reviews on Amazon, http://amzn.to/29Dy9CF, and Goodreads, http://bit.ly/29Pem1S for Indigo Sky!

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FANTASY OF FIREWORKS

FANTASY OF FIREWORKS

fwFireworks fwFireworks-History-Gear-Patrol-Lead- fwfourth-of-july-fireworks-statue-of-liberty fw1Fireworks fw4th_fireworks sofliberty fw0701_fire_crop fw1024px-Artilleryshells1 fw1024px-Hogmanay_Party fw1024px-Miamifireworks fw1280px-1_epcot_illuminations_2010 Inspired by the fireworks, and my painting project of Coney Island, I’m writing a few memories. Those fireworks bring back more than my youth at the beach. They bring up the history of our freedom and the celebration of it all.

Tuesday night is here again. The day and sunshine used up . . . riding, swimming, volleyball, handball. Time to cuddle on a beach blanket. Uh oh, wait a minute . . . did I say cuddle? I meant to say time to watch the fireworks. Didn’t you say that’s what you were doing Tuesday night after a day at the beach? Who watched the fireworks? Did I? Did you? The Coney Island sky is filled with fireworks color and the sounds of fireworks filled the air. No one knew where to find anyone. Maybe on the sand, maybe on blankets, maybe in the shadows under the boardwalk. That’s what Tuesday night was about. We all hung around so we could do our Tuesday night thing. Was it romantic? Was that what Tuesday night was, romance on the beach? Yeah!

What started this thing called fireworks? The earliest records of fireworks dates back to 7th century China where they were first used to frighten away evil spirits with their loud sound and to pray for happiness and prosperity.

America’s earliest settlers brought their enthusiasm for fireworks to the United States. Fireworks and black ash were used to celebrate important events long before the American Revolutionary War. The very first celebration of Independence Day was in 1777, six years before Americans knew whether the new nation would survive the war; fireworks were a part of all festivities. In 1789, George Washington‘s inauguration was also accompanied by a fireworks display. This early fascination with their noise and color continues today.

In 2004, Disneyland in Anaheim, California, pioneered the commercial use of aerial fireworks launched with compressed air rather than gunpowder. The display shell explodes in the air using an electronic timer. The advantages of compressed air launch are a reduction in fumes, and much greater accuracy in height and timing.

The Walt Disney Company is the largest consumer of fireworks in the United States.

Who doesn’t love to see and hear fireworks? What do you think of fireworks?

 

WRITER’S HAVEN/HEAVEN

WRITER’S HAVEN/HEAVEN

Kristan Higgins "the Best Man" all over the Marriott's elevator door. That's Gail with the red bag

Kristan Higgins “The Best Man” all over the Marriott’s elevator door. That’s Gail with the red bag

Haven for writers. No, I think it was heaven for writers. This year, mid July, in the state of Georgia, in Gone With the Wind’s precious Atlanta. It’s not burning anymore, but it was HOT. It sizzled with humidity and hospitality. The national convention of Romance Writer’s of America (RWA) held their yearly in this magical place. Most of us holed up, for almost a week, at the Marriott Marquis, running hither and yon, friends, food, colleagues, and most of all, workshops, workshops, workshops. We mingled with the best of the best, writer’s who love romance and write it well. You have never seen 2500 of smiling faces all in one place at one time. I am sure you never have. It was a joy to behold. If you did not know how to write when you arrived, to be sure, you knew how to write when you left. Something happens in this conference where your synapses grow and mushroom, in fact, your new found confidence sparkles in your eyes, and you find new friends to share your joy of writing. How, when, where, why, all your questions get answered, you get notes to study and free fantastic books to either shlep or ship to your writing den at home.

CTRWA gang

CTRWA left to right standing Katy Lee, Thea Devine, Gail Ingis, Kristan Higgins, Jamie Schmidt, Marian Louette

My favorite was to be witness to my fantastic friend, who found me and showed me the way, author Kristan Higgins, who gave the most riveting speech to these 2500 writers. We all laughed, we all cried. The standing ovation, hugs, and praises continued all weekend. We are all still mesmerized.

Marriott's glass elevator to the 42nd floor. weeee!

Marriott’s glass elevator to the 42nd floor. Weeee!Fast too!

Did you hear about my lost cell phone? Red bags, each registrant got one. All 2500 of us. Sitting in a workshop at 8:30 a.m. with my cell phone a bother on my belt, I pulled it off and plopped into a red bag. Not mine of course, but I did not realize until after the workshop and we had all split. Found, but not for six agonizing hours. It was on vibrate, so Sandi never heard it. Oh, I didn’t know her name until she finally found it in her bag, found Tom’s number and called him. Tom, my hubby was in our room. How did she know it was the right number? I have his cell phone number marked as ICE. Known as an emergency number.

CokeCola from our room on the 42nd floor

CokeCola from our room on the 42nd floor

I had a miracle, well, sort of a miracle happen to me first day, right after registration. I did not know Maria Connor, but now I do. After going nuts, and asking what that was, over the smallest thing attached to earbuds, in her ears, and a tiny rectangular thing clipped on her blouse, she said, “I have two, here, you can have this one I don’t use, it was lost for two years, so I got a new one, and this one is extra. You can have this IPod shuffle.” She said, “I will send you the charger.” It arrived Monday. Can you imagine? This gift was like winning the lottery.

left to right: Kristan Higgins, Gail Ingis, Katy Lee, Paula Sharon, Susan Andrews. This picture is about shoes/no shoes. One of us brought ten (10) pair of shoes. Want to guess who? All these wonderful people in my life, just because I write. Great folk! Don’t you think? RWA Kristan, gail,katy,paula,susanP1070054

PUBLISHING IS A PARTNERSHIP

PUBLISHING IS A PARTNERSHIP

Author RC Bonitz, http://www.rcbonitz.com, author of terrific romance stories is my guest partner today. RC, we call him Bob of course, is a colleague. We are members of the prestigious organization, Romance Writers of America. The acronym for the local chapter here in Connecticut is CTRWA. I love Bob’s writing, and thought you would too. It is my pleasure to give up my usual slot in my blogging roster to make room for Bob.

Thank you for hosting me today, Gail. I have a little bit of a twist to present today – two men on the subject of Romance novels.

It’s not often you find two guys who admit to liking romance novels. It’s even more unusual when they know what they’re talking about. I’m RC Bonitz, author of A BLANKET FOR HER HEART, A LITTLE BIT OF BLACKMAIL, and soon to be released A LITTLE BIT OF BABY. All of my books are old-fashioned sweet love stories, though A BLANKET FOR HER HEART isn’t your typical romance novel.  Here’s a brief excerpt from the book:

She had a knot in her stomach as she started breakfast. Nerves and excitement, no doubt about that. Paul was coming again and he’d be there with her in a couple of hours, without his daughter, and no Molly either.

Her friend had offered to come, “to smooth things out.” Molly had made her promise to call when he was coming, but she hadn’t.

She did buy a new jumper, yellow, and was wearing it without a blouse or tee shirt. She tried a bra without the straps, and then abandoned that idea, convinced it wouldn’t stay in place. An ordinary bra wouldn’t do; the straps would show. Then again, the arm would best be hidden in long sleeves. Bravado, courage, whatever the reason, bra and sleeves were forsaken in favor of the jumper alone.

Normally, her clothing was chosen for comfort. Not this time. The jumper had turned out to be a pinch small, but she studied it in the mirror fifteen ways from Sunday and decided it would be fine.

She couldn’t believe she was doing this. A man she did not need, but here she was, acting like a schoolgirl. Sure, he was a very nice man and she liked him, but that seemed a poor reason to fuss when you’d lived alone so many years.

As the knot in her stomach twisted tighter reality hit. She was all dressed up to seduce him!

Okay, back to the blog. I hope you liked that little excerpt. I got into a discussion a while ago with Paul, the guy who runs The Book Swap, a used book store on Route 1 in Guilford, CT. Paul and his wife bought the store seven years ago. He can be found most days offering commentary on books and authors, or kidding with his customers about any topic in the air at the moment. If you walk in on him when the shop is quiet you’ll probably find him beside the register reading a book. I asked him about romance novels the first time I met him.

“We got ’em. Half the store is romance novels,” he said. “What are you looking for?” At that point I didn’t have a favorite author, so I said, “Who do you recommend?”

He groaned. That’s one thing about Paul- he lets you know what he’s thinking. “You want comedy? Suspense? Mystery? Category? We’ve got Janet Evanovitch, Suzanne Brockman, Jennifer Crusie, Debbie Macomber, Robyn Carr. Those are just some of the big names.”

My friend Kristan Higgins’ first book had been out about six months, so I asked about her.  “Not her, not yet,” he said. “You still gotta buy her new. Give it about three or four months and we’ll have some of her books.” (He has them now!)

I picked up a Debbie Macomber book. “She writes lots of little stories in one story,” Paul said. “Do you read them?” I asked. “Romances? Yeah, thousands of them.” “Why?” “Customers want recommendations. I gotta know my stock.”

“Do you like them?” I asked. He grinned. “Do you?”

“I write them.”

“No kidding. Got any books out?”

At that point I hadn’t been published yet, so I told him that.

“Hey, when you get there bring me some copies. If I like your book I’ll sell some for you,” he said.

A BLANKET FOR HER HEART and A LITTLE BIT OF BLACKMAIL are now on his shelves and selling.

“Who’s your favorite author?” I asked.

“Robyn Carr.”

“Why?”

“I like her stories. She writes pretty clean too.”

“Clean?”

“I don’t go for that erotic stuff. I like the ones with good stories behind them.”

“Oh, me too. That’s what I write.”

“Good, cause I don’t sell the graphic stuff.”

“Do you read paranormals?”

“You mean the sci-fi kind? Some. I’m not into vampires and such though. I like the good old-fashioned sci-fi kinds of stories. Tolkien, you know?”

“That’s not romance.”

“I know. I read all kinds of books.”

“So, give me this again – why do you like romance?”

Paul grinned. “I like those happy endings.”

I’ve become one of his regulars now, dropping in to shoot the breeze and see what’s going on. It’s always a pleasure. I like contemporary romance and romantic comedies, but he always has a new author to tell me about.

“Bob, that was fun. Thank you for visiting.”

“Thanks for hosting me today, Gail. I had a ball.”

Visit his website: http://www.rcbonitz.com

Reading the excerpt, were you stymied when it ended? Did you want it to tell more? Are you curious about his atypical book?

You can buy Bob’s books at AMAZON and Barnes&Noble.

 

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