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School Rules with Guest Blogger: Terry Spear

Win a copy of Savage Hunger 

and welcome paranormal author 

Terry Spear to the Book Boost!

She's here to chat about how school work comes in handy even all these years later and here's what she had to say...


When you were a kid in school, did you ever wonder why you had to learn so much stuff that didn’t make any difference in your life? Who cares about fractions or percentages or dissecting dead frogs smelling of formaldehyde?

Did you ever discover that you learned something you really loved and so it wasn’t all that bad?
Were you ever fascinated with a topic you didn’t study later, but today still, you remember it and sometimes think about it?

One day that I was working at the library, I had to count the money and do the reports. No one else knew how to calculate the percentage of sales tax and so we were cheating ourselves out of the money and paying the state too much sales tax every day. I used algebra to work the problem backward to figure it out. Now, others could have just used a percentage to figure out the correct amount. But that’s what I love about math. You could go about a problem using different methods and come up with the right answer.

One of the ladies who had been doing the reports forever (and I was the newbie here), refused to calculate it that way, stating that no one told her from higher up and without their okay, she wouldn’t do that. The higher ups were the ones telling us that she (since she did most of the reports) was wrong in the way she was figuring the percentage.

I had taken math a hundred years ago, and who knew I’d ever save the library money years and years and years later?

One of the subjects I found fascinating in college was botany. I used this in A Howl for a Highlander where the heroine is a botanist researching for a college grant on one of the most beautiful island paradises. I have a lot of fun writing about plants. I love them. I grow jasmine and roses and cypress trees, southern pine, crepe myrtles galore. I have irises and crocuses and daffodils and day lilies. I even have a sago palm. What I don’t have is a wolfish hunk like she meets during her stay in paradise.

I keep working at it. If she can do it, so can I.

I mention her again when there’s a tie in to plant study in the Amazon in A SEAL Wolf Christmas. Perfect, right? The Amazon has some of the most variety of plant species that we haven’t even documented yet. Cancer cures have been found in the Amazon. It provides a huge percentage of our oxygen. What will happen if the Amazon is all bulldozed down?

Turning deserts into lush forests has always been a fantasy of mine. It’s too bad we couldn’t do that, instead of tearing down our forests and jungles and turning them into deserts.

Speaking of the jungle, that’s where Savage Hunger is set, and after that, Jaguar Fever will have a chance to explore the rainforests of Belize.

I love doing research and learning what kind of plants and animals exist in these areas. Someone asked me, “Do they really have pink dolphins in the Amazon?”

Yes! And electric eels and piranha. Yet natives and guests alike swim in the river. I actually described a scene I’d taken from a picture I’d seen of gray-haired grandmas and grandpas floating in the river as pink dolphins swam around them. Had I known the dolphins existed before this?

I was doing an all pink blog—and came across the pink dolphins. I thought they were Photoshopped, so I did some research. Nope, not Photoshopped. They’re real. I never imagined a couple of years later I would write about them in Savage Hunger though!

So you see? I don’t need to be in school to keep learning. For every story I write, I research weather—ohmigosh, it’s hot and muggy in the jungle (I lived in hot muggy Florida across from a jungle-like swamp that I used to explore, so I know a little about hot and muggy), and buggy, but colorful? Tens of thousands of orchids? Colorful parrots, toucans, and other birds of paradise? Brightly colored frogs? (Don’t dissect those. They’re poisonous—every bit of them.)

But in Savage Hunger, and later, Jaguar Fever, the hero and heroine are one with the jungle. Think of it. If you were part jaguar, wouldn’t you feel at home in the environment? Sure you would!

In A SEAL Wolf Christmas, I talk a little about Christmas tree farm management. I love researching stories!

In Seducing the Wolf, I have a scene where the hero is swimming naked in a lake in Oregon. Now, I used to live there and so it’s not that I don’t remember something of the place. But, even so, it’s been years. So I was merrily writing about it, then I did some research to make sure my facts were straight, and yikes, some of the lakes were still closed because the snow was in the area. LOL

I love writing stories. And digging myself out of holes I’ve buried myself in. Once, I was writing in Dreaming of the Wolf where he wanted to take her to a drive-in movie. But then I realized they didn’t have any in the area. I’m jaded. Near here and where I lived in Oklahoma both had drive-ins, so I naturally assumed everyone did. Wrong.

So, there went the thought. Not that he didn’t suggest it, but it turned out not to be a viable option.

One of the things I loved learning about when I was in college was geology. Every time I drive on a road cut through a mountain, I glance at the layers of earth exposed for the geologists at heart to speculate about. The early layers, the way the earth was formed—a fault that caused the abrupt upheaval, an uplift…I’ve always been fascinated with how the layers came to be, what lived during the earlier times when the lower layers were on top.

I wonder the same about earlier people from more civilized times to even earlier than that. And I loved learning about caves, stalactites and stalagmites and exploring some on my own back east and in the Caribbean. And yes, they made their way into a story—Jaguar Fever!

I’m always learning about new things. I hope never to stop. What about you? Are you ready to take a trip to the jungle and see what there is to see? Meet up with a toothy jaguar that has some really hot moves when he’s in his human form?

Thanks so much for having me here today at Book Boost and one lucky person that answers my question will have a chance to win (see below for details).

A Note from the Book Boost:  Thank you for joining us, Terry.  Boy, if I ever need help with research, I know who to turn to.  You really have a knack for it.  Best of luck with finding that "wolfish hunk".  Please tell us more about your latest.


Blurb:

As a jaguar he is graceful and gorgeous...

Speedy and stealthy...

Fierce, independent, and wild...

As a man he is passionate and powerful...

Willful and wonderful...

And he'll stop at nothing to protect what's his...


Excerpt (edited for length):

She shrugged as if it made no difference although it did and she was having a hard time hiding her feelings. “Roger stuck it out with me for a while, figuring I’d return to my former self. But I had flashbacks of the killings, night terrors so vivid that I beat on him in my sleep, trying to make the bad go away.”

Connor cast her an elusive smile. Standing next to the wash basin with a soapy scrub brush and a frying pan caked with burned fish remnants, he had an appealing quality about him. Any man who would clean a frying pan that was that much of a mess had to have some good in him.

"Hey,” Kat admonished him for giving her such a smug smile. “If I slept with you and began beating on you in the middle of the night, I bet you wouldn’t stick around either.”

“Try me.”

Connor looked dead serious. Maya looked genuinely astonished, but then she quickly looked away, attempting to hide a smile.

Even Kat’s mouth gaped before she could recover. “You wouldn’t say that if you were in a deep sleep and I slugged you.”

“I bet we could come to some kind of arrangement that would mutually satisfy our need to sleep.”

Just the wicked gleam in his eyes said he wasn’t thinking about sleep.

Want More Terry?

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Leave a comment (and answer Terry's question above) to be entered to win a copy of Savage Hunger. (US/Canada Addresses Only, please).

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The Full Scoop Review Series: Portrait of a Dead Guy by Larissa Reinhart

Welcome to our next edition of 

The Full Scoop Review Series!

Today we're taking a bite of Larissa Reinhart's Portrait of a Dead Guy and here's the whole scoop and nothing but the scoop!

Our rating system is all about our taste in books so here's how we rate each element (from lowest possible rating to highest possible rating):

Gagging
Mostly Edible
Decent
Tasty
Delightful
Delicious

To find out the over-all number of scoops this book received, see the bottom of the review.  Even though we have 6 possible rating levels for story elements, our over-all rating is out of a maximum of 5 scoops.  Please keep in mind that this is representative of our delicate palate and our appetite may differ from yours. Hope you enjoy!

The Cover: Rating: Delightful
Comments:  Cleverly artistic cover that doesn’t misfire!

The First Line: Rating:  Tasty
Comments:  As a small town southern girl, I can verify its validity. Great effort.

The Plot: Rating:  Delicious
Comments:  A sweet, southern stroke of brilliance.  If there’s one thing we do right in the south it’s funerals and food.  This book cooks up some morbid mayhem that will leave you asking for seconds.  Accurate to a fault (cause now the world knows about our southern eccentricities).  Action, humor, mystery and a dash of romance all packed into one quirky creation.  Trust me when I tell you—don’t miss this one.

The Writing: Rating: Delicious
Comments:  Downright darling dialogue, characters that will stick with you like a large southern breakfast, and a quality production from the get go.  This author has created a world you’ll be eager to visit again.

The Hero: Rating: Delightful
Comments:  Hot, mysterious, ex-military with gorgeous curls and Prussian blue eyes.  You had me at dimples.  Sigh.

The Heroine: Rating: Delicious
Comments:  How can you not love a red-cowgirl-boot-wearing gal named Cherry?  She may be short in stature but this paintbrush wielding fireball is not short on spunk or witty dialogue.  I’d love to tuck her into my pocket for those occasions when I need a great comeback line.  Simply put, the world needs more Cherry.

Other Notable Characters: Rating: Tasty
Comments: Shawna—the strange allergy bearing nemesis you’ll love to hate.  Tater—the under-appreciated family pet.

The Ending: Rating: Delightful
Comments:  Surprising Suspects?  We got ‘em.  Humorous Intrigue?  We got it.  Frolicking Fun?  By the bushel.  Happy for now ending?  You betcha.  This reader coming back for more?  No way I’d miss it.

The Over-all Scoop Rating: 4.50 Scoops

About the Author:

Larissa began her writing career in second grade when she sold her first publication to her neighbor for a nickel. After moving around the Midwest, South, and Japan, she now lives in Georgia with her husband, young daughters, and Biscuit, a Cairn terrier. Although she speaks without an accent, her writing is known to have a Southern drawl. 

Her debut novel, PORTRAIT OF A DEAD GUY, is a 2011 Dixie Kane Memorial winner, a 2012 The Emily finalist, and a 2012 Daphne du Maurier Award finalist. 

Visit her on the web here:

http://larissareinhart.com/

The Blurb:

In Halo, Georgia, folks know Cherry Tucker as big in mouth, small in stature, and able to sketch a portrait faster than buckshot rips from a ten gauge -- but commissions are scarce. So when the well-heeled Branson family wants to memorialize their murdered son in a coffin portrait, Cherry scrambles to win their patronage from her small town rival.

As the clock ticks toward the deadline, Cherry faces more trouble than just a controversial subject. Her rival wants to ruin her reputation, her ex-flame wants to rekindle the fire, and someone’s setting her up to take the fall. Mix in her flaky family, an illegal gambling ring, and outwitting a killer on a spree, Cherry finds herself painted into a corner she’ll be lucky to survive.

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The Art of War for Writers with Guest Blogger: Shannon Donnelly

Win a copy of Paths of Desire 

and meet author Shannon Donnelly 

today at the Book Boost!

She's here to chat about the art of war when it comes to writing and here's what she had to say...


One of my favorite Monty Python skits involves The Argument Clinic. A man shows up and pays for an argument—the person he paid tells him he didn’t pay. And we then get "did too"/ "did not" back and forth. The fellow who came in for an argument puts forward this is contradiction, not an argument. Again with the "is too"/ "is not".

That’s sometimes what I feel I’m getting in books—not really good arguments from the characters, but them contradicting each other. Or, even worse, manufactured, contrived conflict from characters that do not really have deep conflicting issues and goals.

So…what’s good conflict? What will a reader pay for?

The best way to find this out is to look at where your conflict comes from. The best summary I’ve heard of this is from Bob Mayer—know what your characters want, what they really want, what they really, really want, and what they really, really, really want.

What does that mean?

1. What does a character want?
This is the obvious goal, and it’s usually external. This is the goal that drives the plot forward. In one of my books, Paths of Desire, the heroine’s external goal is to get married to a rich man—yes, she’s a gold digger. She has reasons for this buried deep in a past which has left her insecure. But this a surface goal—it’s not what she really really wants.

The obvious goal (external goal) works best if tied to deeper needs and issues, and this is where you start to dig deeper into your characters.

2. What does a character really want?
Under every want is a driving need—if a character just wants something, that’s a weak character. So you did deeper and ask why? This why becomes the really want. In the case of Thea from Paths of Desire, her obvious goal of wanting a rich husband comes from her really wanting security—she thinks if she’s rich and married she’ll be safe from an uncertain world. Again, this want has deep roots (the deeper, the better) that go back to a poverty stricken childhood. But this is still not enough.

3. What does a character really, really want?

When you find out what a character really wants, ask: But what do they really, really want? You’re now starting to dig down into what makes that character tick. In Thea’s case, what she wanted was a rich husband, what she really wanted was security—but what she really, really wants is to not end up like her mother.

This is where you hope the character will surprise you. In Thea’s case, I hadn’t thought about her past, but when this came up it was an “of course” moment. Thea’s mother has ended up abandoned by a man (Thea’s father)—she’s ended up broken because of love. Thea’s determined to be practical to marry rich and have her security—but it’s her secret fear she’ll become like her mother. However, we’re still not done. We have rich material, but you want to dig deeper.

4. What does a character really, really, really want?
This is where you get down to bedrock in a character’s psyche—this is what drives this person and makes them do stupid as well as smart things. This is where deep emotions brew—and where actions are driven by core issues for that character. In Thea’s case, her brother died when Thea was just a girl.

The boy was even younger, and he died because there wasn’t enough money to pay for a doctor. That event both scared the young Thea and drives her still—she doesn’t want herself or anyone she loves to ever be hurt by lack again. That’s what she really, really, really wants—to have enough.

Now all of this is great stuff, but without obstacles (and other characters to stand in the way), you’re not going to have much in the way of conflict. A character that can move forward without problems is going to give you a boring story. So…what gives you conflict. Working out characters who want things that conflict with the main characters wants.

This is where you look at your other characters, find out what they want and set them up to provide maximum conflict.

In every book, I love it when every character wants something—and really wants something. And really, really wants something. And all of this causes trouble for the main character. In Paths of Desire, Thea (of course) meets a man who lives for adventure—he’s also married. He’s the last man she should become involved with. But he wants to keep his friend, who is rich, away from her, and that brings them together. His goals are not only different from Thea’s, but tangle with hers in a way so that something has to give—one of them has to change in order for them to find happiness together.

And that brings up the next issue with conflict.

If a character can easily give up his or her goal, that’s not a core, strong goal.

This is where you have to be honest with yourself—and dig deep for those very core goals. You don’t want a character who can casually say, “Oh, never mind, it wasn’t that important.” This leaves readers feeling cheated by the story.

Recently I watched a movie in which Will Farrell plays a man who loses his job and his wife leaves him on the same day. His company car is repossessed after he slashes his bosses’ tires and his soon to be ex-wife freezes the bank accounts to try and force him into a quick divorce. And she puts all his stuff on the front lawn and changes all the locks on his house. Everyone thinks he’s having a yard sale, so that gives him some money—and he starts to live on his lawn.

Now this is a character that seems without a goal—but he actually has one. His goal is simply to get by every day—and get hold of a drink. He wants oblivion. But it’s not what he really wants. He really wants to get back at his wife and his ex-boss. But that’s not what he really, really wants. What he really, really wants is to get his life back. But that’s not what he really, really, really wants. His old life was a shambles, too—and he gradually realizes that. And what he really, really, really wants is to find his way back to a fresh start.

The really interesting thing about the story is watching the character cling at first to every stupid little thing that is his—all the junk on the front lawn. At first, he’ll sell nothing. He has a signed baseball worth thousands (not that he can sell it given he can’t get anywhere), and he has more stuff that no one needs. He hangs onto everything—at first. But the stuff is a symbol of his old life. As he starts to let it go, he starts to make room for a new life. The stuff becomes a metaphor for living. And letting go of it shows both his conflict and his growth.

Because the stuff is important to the character, letting it go is difficult—if the character had walked away without a look back, there would not have been conflict or a story.  And it’s what the character wants, really wants, really, really wants, and what he really, really, really wants that drives the story.

That’s the kind of conflict you want to build into your characters.


A Note from the Book Boost:  Shannon, this is a great lesson for both writers and for life experience in general.  I wish you'd done this post on my Bestsellerology site for writers.  Great information and fantastic examples.  Love that Monty Python skit.  "Oh, this room is for Insults.  Arguments are next door."  Classic!  Please tell us more about your book.


Blurb:

NO MAN’S MISTRESS…

She wants a rich lord for a husband—she won’t end like her mother, abandoned and broken.

NO WOMAN’S FOOL…

He wants to prove to his friend she’s the wrong woman—he knows too well the pain of a bad marriage.

WHEN AN ACTRESS CROSSES PATHS WITH AN ADVENTURER IN 1813 LONDON…

The last thing either wants is to fall in love, but when desire leads to a passion that won’t be denied, how can the heart do anything but follow?


Excerpt: 

Leaning forward, he cupped her face and kissed her, hard and deep. She held still under his touch, but her lips parted, her tongue met his. Her hand stole up to clutch at his coat collar. He moved his hand from her face to her breast. Kissed her until he had no breath. He pulled away while he still could and leaned his forehead against hers, breath mingling in matching ragged gasps.

“I don’t know what you do to me—I’ve not looked at any woman in months. Not had one for longer. I’d convinced myself I’d had no need for this.”

“I’m not doing anything!”

“You are—just by existing. I’d forgotten the joy of bringing a woman pleasure. I’d forgotten too much.”

She turned away and pulled her cloak tight. “I’m not looking for pleasure—I’m looking for a husband.” He gave a laugh, and she turned to him. “You wouldn’t laugh at a lady who said as much—and you wouldn’t handle a lady as you have me!”

“No—thank merciful heaven for that. But I want more than to touch you.”

“Go away—and stay away! You...you’re a distraction! An arrogant, conceited distraction. And—”

He caught her wrist. “Don’t lie to me. Don’t lie to yourself. This doesn’t end here between us.”

Want More Shannon?

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The "Fictional Life" Puzzle with Guest Blogger: Josie Malone

Win a copy of A Woman's Place 

& meet multi-genre author Josie Malone 

today at the Book Boost!

She's here to chat about how she solves the daily puzzle of real life versus life as a fiction writer and here's what she had to say...

Thanks for inviting me to the Book Boost. I’m glad to be here to talk about what I do to keep writing when my days are long and overwhelming – something that many writers face as they juggle writing and that “day job” Stephen King tells us not to quit!

When I attended Washington State University several years ago, I really wanted to find a critique group in Pullman, WA. I did and learned a great deal from the other writers who met once a week at the Skippers restaurant in nearby Moscow, ID. We traded our latest chapters. Then we were expected to read our work from the previous week aloud, getting not only written critiques but verbal ones as well.

The name of the group was Writer’s Bloc, and the expectation of regular submissions to critique along with the assignments due for my English and History courses since I was doing a “double major” meant there wasn’t time for me to opt out. I had to write every day either for class or for critique. As more experienced members told me, it’d be easier to listen to their advice if I brought in the “raw” or “rough drafts.” After all, I’d be revising and polishing that work anyway.

It was a smart choice and one I follow to this day more than twenty years later. However, instead of carrying in the hard copies fresh from my typewriter, I email my rough draft chapters to my critique partners and beta readers. Since I write mainstream western romance, I have one person who reads those. My other partner reads my teen novels and the kids at the family riding stable are my beta readers who get the rough drafts of my teen books too.

I’m constantly multi-tasking between all the different “hats” I wear. I work on the family farm, a 113 acre riding stable. I substitute teach in four different school districts – a lesson I learned while doing temporary office work – if I signed with one agency, I was dependent on what work they had available. By signing with four agencies, I worked every day. And now, I teach whenever I want during the school year.

However, that’s not all I do. When I’m home at the riding stable, I organize most of the riding programs, teach horsemanship around my day-job as a substitute teacher, nurse sick horses, hold for the shoer, train whoever needs it – four-legged and two-legged. And write books in my spare time, usually from 8PM to 2AM, seven days a week after a long day on the ranch.  When I can’t write, due to the overwhelming needs and pressures of the “real” world, words and stories fill my mind.  Even when I muck the barn, or drive my bulldozer, Frou-Frou, I think about books or short stories or pieces in progress and map out the writing in my mind.

In 2010, BookStrand bought one of my romances, a historical about a woman who masquerades as a man in the old West. Then, they bought a second book, a contemporary about a divorced mom who runs a pony farm and falls in love with her new horseshoer. My third book just came out. And joy of joys, for Christmas 2011, Black Opal Books bought the first two books in my young adult realistic fiction series. The first book will be out this December in time for Christmas again!

The Stewart Falls Cheerleader series is about a cheer squad at a private high school in western Washington, because “Sometimes, you have to be your own cheerleader.” And these books have a special place in my heart – I think I have a new “fave.”  In the series, selected girls overcome problems that life hurls at them.

I have two different websites so if you like cowboys and western romances or if you’re ready to go to Stewart Falls, either way, it was good to meet you!


A Note from the Book Boost:  This sounds a lot like my life and my writing life--the constant juggling and the multiple genres.  I wear many hats but not a cowboy hat.  Although, I do live around a lot of cowboys here in the sunny South.  Wish you best of luck with your many sales and come back soon to share your new teen series with our readers, won't you?


Blurb:

Trailing a serial killer, Homicide Detective Beth Chambers is thrust into 1888 Washington Territory where she encounters injured Rad Morgan, a ruggedly handsome marshal who believes A Woman’s Place is behind her man. Now, Beth must save Rad’s life, apprehend the killer, and prove herself capable as a law officer.

Former soldier and survivor of Andersonville Prison Camp, Marshal Rad Morgan faces his toughest challenge in Beth Chambers, a determined woman from the future who’s never learned “her place.”  But when he is shot and left for dead, he must put himself in Beth’s hands if they both want to survive.

Can these two headstrong people put their pride aside and work together to find the deadly killer and stop him before he destroys this world and their future?  As they fight for justice, love helps them discover A Woman’s Place is what and where she chooses to make it.

Excerpt (edited for length):

Tears stung her eyes. The seventeen-hand palomino had a definite attitude, but she liked him anyway.  Nobody knew where the starved wreck of an equine came from almost two years ago, but Nina Armstrong, a famous horsy do-gooder nursed him back to health.  The woman interrupted Smith when he absconded with the horse three days ago and paid the price.  He’d left her for dead, but Beth found Nina in time.

Another of Smith’s mistakes.  The first had been attacking Nina.  The second was stealing such a famous animal.  His story made papers when he was originally found and Nina still used him to raise money to feed her projects.

Beth leaned forward to pet her own horse’s neck.  She reined him to a stop and watched the moon rise above the giant cedars and hemlocks.  Something in the atmosphere caused the bright globe to appear red tonight.  It provided plenty of light to see the trail and that was all she cared about.

Tigger tossed his head and snorted.  The loudness of the sound shocked her.  She hadn’t realized the woods were so quiet or noticed when the evergreens began to loom closer to the narrow, twisted path.  She returned her attention to the mammoth slope in front of her.

Huge granite boulders lined the path while smaller fragments awaited an unwary hoof.  A light sprinkling of dirt covered the slick gray stone and a tiny evergreen clung precariously to the side of the hill.  Fog shrouded the top of the ridge, hiding the steepest part of the ascent.

She took a deep breath and measured the climb again.  Then, she urged Tigger forward.  The gray stallion leaped up the rocky incline, scrambled for footing.  Pieces of granite fell behind them.  Once she saw the faint scratch of another horse’s hoofprint.  The stone gleamed under a thin carpet of moss.  The drizzle grew heavier.  Tigger collected himself for another series of leaps.  When they gained the first plateau, she reined him to a halt.

She waited for him to regain his breath.  With a squeeze of her legs, she sent the horse forward again.  The path was indistinct and more than once she heard rocks strike against Tigger’s hooves.  He jumped a log and came to a halt on the summit.  Beth petted his steaming neck, and scanned the top of the ridge.  The evergreens which were so huge at the bottom of the hill had become tiny tips, like baby Christmas trees.  They were so insubstantial from this height.  She eyed the descent, down the winding trail.

The path seemed clear in the evening gloom, with none of the hazards they’d overcome on the ascent.  She touched Tigger’s sides with her legs and the gray headed downhill at a faster pace.  They reached level ground and the small stallion picked up a jog.

Suddenly, Beth heard a short yip from Luke.  The dog found something of interest.  A low, menacing growl came next.  It meant the discovery was male, a human male which the large German Shepherd considered fair game.  His refusal to work with men almost ended the canine’s career with the department before it started.

"Luke, hold.”  She called the order in a low voice.  Had she found Smith already?  Why wasn't he shooting at Luke, or her?  She pulled her carbine from the scabbard.

Tigger snorted as they came around a bend.  He leaped sideways as he caught a glimpse of the shadowy figure huddled near a boulder.  Luke stood in front of the man.  The dog continued to growl, hackles raised.

Beth cursed the dusk.  The moonlight didn't help her see much.  She couldn't get a clear view of the man, but he appeared bigger than her suspect.  "Smith?"

"No."  The stranger groaned.  "I'm hurt.  Bad."

Beth shoved her rifle back into its holder as she thought of the reporters who hung around the precinct.  This would make a great human interest story.  It'd go national and people all over the United States would have the news on their televisions and computers with their morning mochas.

Her voice deepened with frustration and impatience.  She had more important things to do than help this man.  "What the hell are you doing here then?"

"Bleeding."

Want More Josie?

Visit her on the web here:  www.josiemalone.com 

Or her YA site here:  www.shannonkennedybooks.com

Pick up a copy of her book today!  Click here.

Contest Time:

Leave a question or comment for Josie and be entered to win an e-copy of her steamy, western romance  A Woman's Place.

**Winners for Book Boost prizes are drawn the first week of the following month and posted in the Recent Winners box in the right hand side of the blog. Check back to see if you are a winner and to claim your prize! Please leave your contact information in your blog post!**

Got Direction? With Guest Blogger: Laura Bickle

Meet YA fiction author Laura Bickle 

today at the Book Boost!

She's here to chat about finding one’s way and here's what she had to say...



There are a lot of ways to find one’s way through a story. No way is more right or wrong than any other. 

I know writers who begin the journey of a novel by plunging immediately into the story, heading for the horizon – I have a friend who has this enviable ability – the power of the “pantser.” Others pick an endpoint and navigate by stars and sun to find their way, happening upon unknown roads and towns as the travel. And others – plotters – insist upon having a map in hand, a packed lunch, an umbrella, and a full tank of gas before setting foot outside the door.

I confess. I'm a plotter.

Part of it's out of preference, part out of necessity. I’ve had editors who want an outline turned in with the manuscript, a timeline. Others want a synopsis before I set a word to paper. They want to know what I'm cooking up, so that there will be no surprises. That's the necessity.

As far as preference goes...I dislike staring at a blank page. It's intimidating. I want to have some idea of where I'm going and how I'm gonna get there.

I begin with a high-level outline. A skeleton or scaffolding. As I work through the manuscript, it becomes more detailed. Flesh gets added to the bones. There are ideas that need to be reiterated, loops that need to be closed, threads to tie up. It eventually breaks into a scene-by-scene outline.

The scene-by-scene outline allows me to easily create a timeline (another occasional editorial request). I find that I'm less tempted to try to pack a superhuman number of events into my heroine's day if I have a visual representation of how much stuff I'm trying to cram between sunrise and sunset.

Breaking a story into scenes helps me to control chapter lengths. If I scribble down the gist of one scene on a note card and the number of pages, I can mix them up and put them together in many configurations.  It keeps me from getting too wedded to a certain order. I also try to write down on the note card the purpose of the scene. If I can't come up with at least three, it goes into the trash bin. After getting spread out on the floor and moved around on a bulletin board, cards wind up getting stapled together in chapter-sized chunks.

As you may have guessed, my outline starts out small. At the outset of a project, it may be only three or four pages. But, as the project grows, I faithfully record what I'm doing on cards. When I'm done, I have a detailed outline that I can analyze for pacing issues, logic gaps, and other mistakes.

That's not to say that I have no "serendipities" or no flow. I do chase ideas down rabbit holes and find my own little synchronicities. The outline is not sacred - it's meant to be torn apart and reconstructed. But I like having a map to show me how far I’ve come and where I’m going…and also where the nearest gas station is.

A Note from the Book Boost: Nice post, Laura.  I wish I could be a plotter.  In real life, I am a planner and organizer but when it comes to writing--I'm one of those "pantser" types.  Go figure.  Thanks for joining us and please tell us more!


Blurb:

If your home was the last safe place on earth, would you let a stranger in?

Katie is on the verge of her Rumspringa, the time in Amish life when teenag- ers are free to experience non-Amish culture before officially joining the church. But before Rumspringa arrives, Katie’s safe world starts to crumble. It begins with a fiery helicopter crash in the cornfields, followed by rumors of massive unrest and the disappearance of huge numbers of people all over the world. Something is out there...and it is making a killing.

Unsure why they haven’t yet been attacked, the Amish Elders make a de- cree: No one goes outside their community, and no one is allowed in. But when Katie finds a gravely injured young man lying just outside the bounda- ry of their land, she can’t leave him to die. She refuses to submit to the Elder’s rule and secretly brings the stranger into her community—but what else is she bringing in with him?

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The Full Scoop Review Series: Mommy Blogger by Carla Caruso

Welcome to our next edition of 

The Full Scoop Review Series!

Today we’re taking a bite of Carla Caruso’s Mommy Blogger and here’s the whole scoop and nothing but the scoop!

Our rating system is all about our taste in books so here's how we rate each element (from lowest possible rating to highest possible rating):

Gagging
Mostly Edible
Decent
Tasty
Delightful
Delicious

To find out the over-all number of scoops this book received, see the bottom of the review.  Even though we have 6 possible rating levels for story elements, our over-all rating is out of a maximum of 5 scoops.  Please keep in mind that this is representative of our delicate palate and our appetite may differ from yours. Hope you enjoy!

The Cover: Rating: Tasty
Comments:  I don’t love the cover but I do love the baby!  How could you not?

The First Line: Rating:  Mostly Edible
Comments:  Not particularly unique or attention grabbing. Kind of expected humor here.

The Plot: Rating:  Delightful
Comments:  Now, here’s what I do love…the plot! One fake baby coming up.  An original concept too cute for words and belly-aching humor all rolled together.

The Writing: Rating: Delicious
Comments:  Love the “snarkiness” right of the bat.  Amazingly funny voice will start you off giggling and keep you laughing throughout.  As someone who does really juggle all things writing with all things Mommy-hood, I couldn’t put the book down.  Main problems I had were the constant attention to each characters’ hair style and/or color and a couple of small, proofing errors but over-all a well done, professional piece. A pleasure to read.

The Hero: Rating: Tasty
Comments:  Hot nerdy tech guy that causes you to forget your name.  Sign me up.

The Heroine: Rating: Delicious
Comments:  Quirky but clueless first person POV makes this a must love character. Her witty banter is rock solid.  Her character’s journey is bittersweet.  Would like to see another book featuring this character.

Other Notable Characters: Rating: Tasty
Comments: Irma—the cat owning, neighbor. Pamela—the child lending, best friend.

The Ending: Rating: Delightful
Comments:  Satisfactorily wrapped up with sweetness but would have loved at least one “loose end” to tempt the reader back for more.  Part two, anyone?

The Over-all Scoop Rating: 4.50 Scoops

About the Author:

Carla Caruso has had a varied career, including working as a newspaper and magazine journalist, government PR, fashion stylist, and freelance writer. Mommy Blogger was inspired by her once applying to write for a mothers’ website, pretending she was a mom–when, in truth, she wasn’t. Her clueless story ideas, needless to say, didn’t make the cut. 

This novel is also inspired by that strange time in your thirties, as women, when friends start falling into one of two camps—the yummy mommies and the partyloving singletons. Working out where you fit in the mix can be the dilemma. Carla is also a member of the Romance Writers of Australia.

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The Blurb:

One baby, one lie–and a whole new career. Stella lands a great job as a mommy blogger. The catch is she’s never had children. Plunged into a world of insanity every mother faces, she must learn to cope as her lies build upon one another. A sexy ex comes into the picture, forcing her to choose between him or the job and a handsome ‘keeper’ of a co-worker. It can’t last forever.

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