Survival skills

Published November 16, 2018 by francesothomas

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How my family survives my writing is this week’s blog topic. It really should be the reverse: how does my writing survive my family?

At home, it is just my husband and me. I have a part time teaching job this semester, but otherwise I should have plenty of time, right? The only glitch is that I am a fulltime caregiver. That means I am in charge of driving to and sitting through quite a lot of doctor’s appointments. I also spend a fair amount of time on hold, trying to talk to said doctors’ offices’ staffs. And don’t get me started on dealing with the Veterans Administration. Then there are the time sucks of the grocery shopping, cooking, and laundry.

But who am I kidding? To be fair, I often fritter away what time I do have on Facebook and email. Clearly, I need both time and overwhelm management skills.

Let’s see what the other authors have to say on this here.

 

 

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Enough to give one hives (#MFRWAuthor)

Published November 9, 2018 by francesothomas

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The blog hop topic for this week is what I’m allergic to. Fortunately for me, I have no food allergies. And unlike my sister, I am not allergic to dust, ragweed, and the usual suspects. The last time I had an allergic reaction was to penicillin, and that was decades ago.

So any talk of allergies will have to be those of a mental or emotional rather than physical nature.

I’m allegic to reckless drivers who zig and zag through traffic, to doctor’s offices who can’t be bothered to call back, really to any type of rude behavior.

Lately, I’m also allergic to folks who share their political leanings with me that are the polar opposite of mine as if they are assuming I agree with them. Or that theirs is the only opinion.

I’m allergic to people who talk about nothing but their medical condition. And to the students in the class I teach who gaze at me with no expression on their faces or, worse yet, gaze at their phones when I am doing my level best to impart the wisdom of all my past trials and errors.

Whew! Thanks Marketing for Romance Writers for letting me get all that off my chest.  You can take a look here to see what the other authors have to say.

 

Fear and longing (#MFRWAuthor)

Published November 2, 2018 by francesothomas

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This is week 44 in the Marketing for Romance Writers blog hop. I’ve been MIA the past couple weeks. I really had nothing to say on the prompts.

This week we’re instructed to write about our biggest fear.

Where do I begin? I’m afraid I will never be what I feel I should have become. At quite an advanced age, I still am trying to figure out what to be when I grow up. Or to define what my purpose is. Or to establish a personal brand. All the things I have just spent a semester trying to  teach college freshmen how to do.

Does the phrase “do what I say, not what I do” come to mind?

Which me is the real me? The caregiver me? The writer me? The singer me? What do I call the amalgam of all of the above?

Go here to see if my fellow authors’ fears are less existential. For their sakes, I hope so.

Highland sale

Published October 10, 2018 by francesothomas

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Rhapsody and Rebellion by Aubrey Wynne

An enduring legacy… A rebellion… A destined love…
Raised in his father’s image—practical and disciplined—there are no gray lines interrupting the Earl of Stanfeld’s black and white world. Until his mother has a dream and begs to return to her Highland home.

Alisabeth was betrothed from the cradle. At seventeen, she marries her best friend and finds happiness if not passion. In less than a year, she’s a widow. Vowing to honor her husband’s memory, she joins his activist group of Glasgow weavers and is soon embroiled in the Radical War of 1820.

Crossing the border into Scotland, Gideon finds his predictable world turned upside down. Folklore, legend, and political unrest intertwine with an unexpected attraction to a feisty Highland beauty. But Lissie doesn’t trust the Englishman or the rising desire between them. When the earl learns of an English plot to stir the Scots into rebellion, he must choose his country or save the clan and the woman that stirs his soul.

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Excerpt :
The sound of horseshoes and carriage wheels crunched in the drive. A moment later, the heavy oak door slammed open. Calum Dalais filled the doorway, wild black curls clinging to his neck and strong jaws, a whip in his hand.
“Let’s go, my lovelies. We dinna know how long this uproar may last.” Sapphire blue glittered with urgency. “I’ve rented a hack to get us out of the city limits. The carriage is too tempting for the rabble.”
Maeve picked up her heavy skirts with one hand, grasped her reticule with the other, and hurried for the door. The footman tossed baggage on top of the hansom then returned to assist Maeve. Her heart beat rapidly as she settled on the frayed padded bench. A far cry from the soft velvet of their own carriage. Maeve had been delighted to accompany her parents to Edinburgh. Now she prayed for the safety of her Highland home.
“What if they stop the carriage? I’m frightened, Calum.” Panic added a shrill pitch to her mother’s voice.
“They’re just hungry and tired of not being heard. I willna let anyone harm come to ye.” Her father’s calm tone soothed both the women. “Now up ye go, Peigi, my love. We’ll be out of here in the blink of an eye.”
He sat across from them, rapped his knuckles against the roof, and the vehicle lurched forward. The horses whinnied in protest and sidestepped men running through the streets and debris flying in their path. Someone tried to hitch a ride on the side of the vehicle. Calum swore under his breath, leaned out the window, and punched the man in the face. The trespasser fell on his arse in the mud, holding his nose with one hand and a waving an angry fist in another.
The sun’s bright rays barely penetrated a dark, narrow alley as the driver took a detour to avoid the throng of rioters. Maeve peeked out the window and saw a glimpse of the square at the end of the backstreet, packed with hundreds of people streaming in from all sides. On a shoddily erected platform hung a noose, with a group of workers balancing what looked like a man on their shoulders. They tied the noose around his neck. One of his arms swayed unnaturally by his side, and she sighed with relief when bits of straw fell from the coat sleeve.
The driver cracked his whip, the hack careened around another corner, and they broke free of the crowd. As the noise subsided, Maeve listened to her parents argue about the political situation that had led to the insurrection. She leaned her head against the hard bench, each rut jerking her neck back and forth. It had been such a long day with little sleep the previous night. Her lids grew heavy, and her mind traveled back to the angry mob as she drifted off.

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Love for sale

Published October 6, 2018 by francesothomas

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Are you looking for new reading material? If so, you are in luck. Go here to find out more. The first book in my Calusa Town Tales, The Lady Is a Mayor, is one of the featured books.

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Mine is contemporary, but there are some historical novels for those who prefer that genre. Take a look. I’m sure you’ll find something you’ll like.

Dress for success (#MFRWAuthor)

Published October 5, 2018 by francesothomas

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Here’s another topic I feel I should have an answer for, but I don’t. For week 40 of the MFRW blog hop, I’m supposed to tell the world what I wear when I write. Now, if I wrote first thing in the morning the way I should, I’d be wearing my robe. Since what I actually do is write at various times during the day, I probably am wearing shorts or crop pants and a T shirt. It is Florida after all.

I wonder if I sat at a desk and wore at least semi-professional clothes would it matter? Would my writing be more polished? If I dressed the part, would I be more successful?

I’m guessing it wouldn’t matter. Even if it would matter, I doubt I’d sacrifice my comfort. But wait. Have I hit on a metaphor by accident? Maybe getting out of my comfort zone is exatly what I need.

Hmmm.

For more fashion advice, go here.