9 Weeks Until the Release date Makes for 9 Free Chapters of “The Deer Effect” – A Novel of Loss & Hope
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I began writing THE DEER EFFECT because of a dead fawn I spotted one day as I walked my dog on a regular jaunt around our neighborhood. It broke my heart to see its little body. Sometimes beauty is broken by cruelties.
We live on an island and take walks past two lolling curves to a stretch of road that gives spectacular beauty–a view of the Straits of Juan de Fuca. From that point, we can see where the upper tip of the Olympic peninsula and the lower tip of Vancouver Island meet. It looks like you could walk across the water to get from one to the other. But the view is gorgeous out there. It’s also gorgeous inland where we walk around acres of field where a herd of fat milk cows graze with deer on tall Timothy grass and where poplars bend yellow in the breeze and where the yellow of…
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Here’s a piece that I began over a year ago, a start to a thriller. Since a year’s passing, several other paying projects came up and I had to abandon this story–but only for a little while. After the holidays I intend to pick it up again and continue its writing. Hope you enjoy this start.
THE HUNGER EATER by Susan Wingate
Her hand throbbed. A bloody smudge curdled like wet coal in the dark on the keyboard. The blood came from a quick slice of broken glass on her right index finger.
Bella Banning gasped when a sudden flock of Canada geese burst through the moonlit fog, past her open window. They held a strict stealth jet formation.
The dog’s slumbered breathing soothed her. She needed soothing. The place looked bad with the dead guy lying on the floor. And next to her pot of trailing nasturtiums? Terrible. The place looked…
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CHAPTER FIVE of “A Sadder Season” by Susan Wingate
The thought of “for better or for worse” didn’t comfort Jay. Clothing heaped around the washer and dryer in dirty but separated piles. A sudden flash of anger shot through him. Everything lately angered him—if the sun rose in the morning, if it set, if birds chirped by the window, if they flitted off.
“Be nice to get this laundry done,” he wanted to start a fight. His voice broke the morning quiet but she didn’t respond. He huffed around in the laundry room. He slammed the dryer door and hauled out a load of clothing of darks, whites and everything in-between. This was Meg’s job. His mood tanked and he opened and closed the dryer door harder this time. He knew Meg was running on neutral, that she was barely making it. Her engine had all but stopped and here he…
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I wanted to post a note to you since it appears I have not made an official post here in a long time, though most of you know I am active in social and other media. Also, and unless you’ve had a similar experience in your personal life, like I am right now, then you might not understand just how much a family tragedy, an ongoing one, can affect your drive to write. Not to mention time management and stress levels. I really never understood, and have so much more compassion for people in like circumstances now, just how full scope the giant wrench of life can do damage. Anyway, I still find the need and desire to write and think I’m coming to grips with my situation and may be scribbling and editing soon.
Book Country and a few other peer review type sites will be taking a look at my first effort in fiction and hopefully I’m not too far behind the eight ball. We’ll see but either way I am realistic as I go forward with my WIP with great determination to see it published. So that’s it for the moment, I will see you on Twitter and Facebook.
Don’t forget I’m also @danielaudet on Twitter.
Love you, Daniel
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I wanted to post another little update and mention a couple things. I’m trying to finish and initiate the promo campaign for my latest song, which isn’t country this time, but a pop-dance tune. It’s a themed shaker with an old, old dance beat with modern dance club spin. Part of the proceeds will go to two human trafic rescue groups that I believe in, the rest goes to the many people who need to get paid for production and performance. Hopefully it will earn enough to get my own abused kids shelter off the ground.
Also, I’m on a break from my action/adventure thriller “To Hunt the Hunter” so I can start edit #3 with fresh eyes and mind. In the meantime I’m looking for beta-readers to look this thing over. Believe me when I tell you I am under no delusions my work is better than it is however I think I have the makings of what could be a good book and hopefully the start of a series. I will be starting book 2 and a stand-alone soon beach story about coming home, dope smuggling and love.
I don’t know about you but the last few months for me have been exhausting, seriously tiring. Drama at home and the struggle to complete and birth to the world two major efforts have me weary, mentally and physically, sometimes even bummed out when I think about the odds of success. Fearless when it comes to this kind of thing I still, sometimes am overwhelmed by doubt. Ego and attitude can only get a person so far when they’re also a reality freak.
Anyway, I just wanted to touch base and say Hi and urge you all to keep plowing the field and pray for rain.
…..you know where to find me….
Hashtags are good, re-writing is good, and that’s what I’m doing. I took a couple of days off before I go back for round three with the book so I can do a little networking and hooking up with people I’ve been neglecting for a few weeks. Plus, I’m in search of a beta reader or critique group to look this thing over, or at least a few chapters anyway. I would LOVE to just hand it over to Kirkus, but I don’t have four thousand dollars, so……
I have to say, I get a little nervous thinking about someone looking this thing over to check for stuff, but I’m confident it’s worth doing, finishing that is. Anyway, I wanted to check in with you all and say Hi and hope everyone is writing and paying their electric bills….
see you on Twitter,
A quick note here to my friends about what is going on with me.
I finished the first draft of my first thriller novel the other day. Not big news in the grand scheme of things I guess, but for me, it was certainly a milestone. An event tempered by the realization of just how much work was still ahead of me. Yesterday and today and for many days to come I will be going through the entire manuscript tweaking and redoing everything I can to try to improve this thing while trying to hook-up with beta readers and maybe an editor to try to polish this thing up as much as possible.
I made the mistake of reviewing (re-reading) a short story I published last summer earlier this morning and between spastic body cringes I caused a great deal of doubt within myself that I’m sitting here right now trying to overcome. The upside is that I can clearly tell I’ve come a long way as a writer, even since then, but the downside is that I wonder just how far. If, last summer, I thought the short was good enough to publish, when it clearly wasn’t, then, am I still slogging through this book too, still, as an ignorant wanna-be?
I will keep going, of course, this time however I will be getting help with this book, a book I intend to finish and publish. Eventually. And, I will continue to read and process everything I can get my grubby little mits on that might help or teach me something about this wonderfully mysterious craft.
The best way any writer can improve is to keep writing but I would also say that exposure to classes, books and other writers is a good way to keep perspective. We all want our work to count, to be great, but for me the hardest thing has been to overcome my own stupidity when it comes to the learning process. When I was younger and had the time and the means to secure an education, many times, and more often than not – I didn’t. Older and hopefully wiser now, it seems a much harder thing to do. Sometimes I wonder if I really am a writer after all or has this been a living fantasy, a spin off of my love of books and literature. If I wasn’t making any progress at all then I could probably and easily answer that question but since I am, the question then becomes: Can I do this? Will I ever be able to write well enough to sell books? Or, will I be one of millions chasing a dream I will never see come to pass in my own life? I don’t know…..
Personal conviction, I have learned the hard way, can very easily be confused with ego and attitude. Many people fall prey to their own madness when it comes to dream chasing, including me. Others, however, take a position at the starting line, explode into a sprint and run a good race. Man, how I wish I would have grown up as one of those people. As bad as we may want things, for some of us they just may not now be, or ever be, in the cards. Let me stop here and mention that I know the difference between hard work and wasted work and I am not afraid of hard work, never have been. It’s just that when it comes to exploring deep into our heart of hearts and gazing at the glimmering hopes and dreams that live within us, it is there that I fear the most, when it comes to failure. How many times I have wished that I had come equipped with an instruction manual and a road map when I hit the ground running here on earth.
Sometimes I feel like a beggar on the street of dreams begging every passer-by for a nugget of wisdom or a morsel of truth, that I might sustain for a few more steps and find my way to the hope of another day, a day where I will live in the land somewhere beyond the horizon. Will I make it? I don’t know….I am not sure, nor have I ever been sure, of whether or not I truly have what it takes.
Anyway, I will find a way to deal, to cope with this low point and in the meantime I will be rewriting my little thriller.
I hope you are making your way down the writers road and that it will take you safely where you want to go.
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
I started, with much anticipation, this book the other day and I’m 150 or so pages in.
One thing I will mention at this point is that this book was well worth the wait. If, like me, you’re a writer then fasten your seat belts kids. Narrative and dialogue and particularly description will have a whole new meaning for you as a writer. Readers are in for a thrill ride in terms of translated action and vivid imagery.
Jack Reacher is on the hunt for a killer who has an appetite for beautiful young women.
Child’s, at one point early on describes his character Reacher,or rather Reacher is doing the talking, in 1st POV, standing by a railroad track (in the course of the investigation), close, just feet away from the tracks, as a train approaches and then blasts past him and it’s a multi-sensory masterpiece of a scene. In another spot (they’re all through this book) where the mother of a murdered girl, in the doorway of her little shack, acts and reacts to news of any progress in her daughter’s murder case and this too is a passage that you will never forget.
Maybe I just woke up on another level just before I began this book or maybe this book transported me to the lofty world of a bestselling author’s perspectives and understanding but I am seriously impressed with Lee’s work here and yes, it deepens the story to such a level that even as a well read writer I feel it’s affecting my own writing just having been exposed to this exhibition of skill.
I hope this book gets the attention it deserves and everyone reads it, I really do.
More soon, I’m devoting all day today to reading.