Living Healthy

I’ve written here before about my efforts to lose weight. Even given that I should lose 20 lbs or more, I’m still pretty healthy. I exercise twice a week at my daughter’s Pilates studio. And that works my mind, body, and spirit. I love Pilates. It’s helping me keep my 5’2’’ in height! I walk 10 thousand steps a day, more days of the week than not. (last week I missed it on two days, that was unusual.)

To get those 10 K steps, I go to Walmart and walk there. Walking Charley morning and evening and regular around the house & errand stuff won’t get it.  IMG_7078

Like many of you, I sit in front of a computer for hours. My FitBit beeps at me when I need to get up and move, but I mostly ignore that and count on getting a bunch of steps at one time.


(Humm. That’s a lot like my writing. I like to do big bunches of words at one time, rather than taking advantage of short time periods to write.)

My Pilates daughter has a paddle board and I envied her the smoothness and the calmness of that activity. I can’t stand up on the thing because I have trouble kneeling, but I found I could sit on it. And so I did. It was fun and calming. IMG_4515

So, then I decided I had to have a kayak. I couldn’t decide whether to get one you sit down into or one more on top like the paddle board. I tried several in the store. Ultimately going with the least expensive which put me more down inside, but not with the top up around my waist. That would make me crazy. I’ve just had it a week and have thoroughly enjoyed paddling around our boat house and past the neighbors on both sides. Not very adventuresome yet. 😊 Talk about great exercise! I expect I may develop Popeye arms! (Does everyone know who that is?)


Besides exercising, Bob and I try to eat healthy. Fort Worth is a Blue Zones city, and we get lots of information from them about how to be healthy. For instance, eating certain foods daily can help prevent Cancer. (Or not, but you know it can’t hurt.) Those are called G-BOMBS. That stands for Greens, Beans, Onions, Mushrooms, Berries, and Seeds. Pretty easy to do and tastes good too.

You may be wondering why I chose this topic. Walking in Walmart, I see lots of overweight people. Recently, I’ve heard several sad stories about people with Alzheimer’s, brain cancer, or being hit by a car. You know bad stuff. I’m blessed, and I know it. Bob and I are in our early 70s. At some point, we’ll die. In the meantime, I want to try to live as healthy a life as I can for as long as I can. It’s all about choices. No one forced me to eat a 450-calorie oatmeal cookie from Sprouts the other day. But oh, my goodness it was yummy!

So it’s salads for us tonight.


None of my characters in my books are overweight. They may talk about watching what they eat or exercising, but they look good. I remember reading a book about an overweight character. I empathized with her, but not to the point I wanted to read more books about her. Because my books are inter-generational, my main characters’ parents sometimes struggle with health issues.  In my WIP, ACT OF SURVIVAL, the heroine has almost developed an eating disorder because of her husband’s psychological abuse. Do topics of health/weight show up in your writings? What kinds of things do you do to stay healthy?  Love to hear from you.

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Sneak Off and Read: Lines all about JEALOUSY #RSsos #RomSuspense

#OneLineSunday by #RSsos Lines all about JEALOUSY for an lovely start to the week.

The lump in his belly turned to acid. Was this what jealousy felt like?

Sam Bradley w/a McKenna Sinclair

I heard Celia start to giggle. She clutched at his elbow and buried her face against his arm, and I felt the jealous nerve flare.

Claire Gem

The last man she’d been with treated her just that way. Jealous of everyone who came near her—male, female, equine, canine or feline, it didn’t matter.

Kathryn Jane

One new piece of information resulted from all the calls—Meryl’s jealousy had become problematic for Shanna, and Meryl had become more and more controlling.

Marian Lanouette

The familiar ache spread through Lucas’ chest, one he fought fiercely to push down. Jealous of Wyatt’s relationship with his high school sweetheart, Lucas wish he had someone like that – almost.

S.A. Taylor 
Shutter (work-in-progress)

He didn’t know what her relationship to the detective was, but, at the moment, he didn’t care. When she’d run to the Fort Worth man earlier, a sharp pain struck Jerrod in the middle of his chest. Jealousy?

Marsha West

Arragon nodded toward Romeo’s window. “Jealousy will destroy you, Brother.”

 Sharon Wray

The adoring expression they shared caused pea-green envy to skip through my veins and an ache to pierce my heart. I wanted my own man to love.

Vicki Batman

He snorted. “Jealous?”
“Ha. First I’d have to like you, Ron.” She blinked at him innocently.

Jacquie Biggar














Where Are You Vacationing This Year?

As a kid, my family went on vacations. I remember swimming in the Gulf of Mexico and picking up sea shells, especially sand dollars. One year, we drove to Louisiana and dropped off my grandmother at her brother’s for a visit. We continued on to Alabama where we visited the USS Alabama, a WW2 battleship my dad served on. We moved on the Pensacola and played in the white sand.

Another year, we packed for two weeks and drove to California, stopping in New Mexico and Fresno, California so Dad could visit relatives. We went to the Grand Canyon and the Petrified Forest, saw the cousin’s vineyard, took a trip to Disneyland!, and drove up Highway One to San Francisco.grand canyon

Handsome and  have taken the boys to visit family, and on cruises to Hawaii, Alaska with a stop in Vancouver, Sea World in San Antonio, and not long ago, a Rhine River cruise. Frequently, we visit Colorado.

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Since I’ve begun writing, when I travel, I journal about where I am, what I did, and how I felt. All of this makes good material for my writing. For example, when Handsome and I went to the Broadmoor in Colorado Springs for our anniversary, I spied an event sign and my brain when hello???!!! That inspiration and something someone said ignited, propelled me to write Man Theory. Here’s a fun excerpt.

For work, we’d traveled to Colorado Springs to attend a workshop on web design innovations. After check-in, I’d joined him at the bridge crossing  lake to decide about lunch before the meetings commenced.

My six-one geek wearing rimless glasses, leaned against the railing, and stared into the sparkling blue waters of the high mountain lake. The feathered fowl paddled by.

Have his feelings changed? I asked in disbelief, “R-really? A theory…about love?”


Can you spot in the excerpt what I saw one day?asteriks 2
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Writing For Both Joy and Catharsis

Writing is a uniquely individual pursuit. 

Each writer has her own pace, her own style, and her own way of telling her stories.

But the main reason most writers start to write is because of two reasons; either it provides her with great joy or for an opportunity for catharsis and release.

My own writing has been an example of both.

When I first began to write, it was about the fun of stringing pretty sentences together.

It was all about flowery language and lots of descriptive words. 

It took me a while to learn the importance of getting to the point of the story, but once I did I was surprised by the detour my writing took.

My writing went from lots of description that dragged out too long, to a face-paced and deeply emotional plot line. 

My plots were dark, too.


And looking back at my first novel, I realize I had some real darkness inside my soul I was attempting to exorcise. 

A funny thing happened, though.

When I tried to write a sequel, which I had fully planned to do, I just couldn’t get into it.

I hit roadblock after roadblock.

I couldn’t figure out why. 

Then, just for fun, I began another story.

And it flowed out of me like a swift river.

No more struggling.

No more writer’s block.

My first novel took ten full years to come to fruition, but my second story, a Christmas novella, took a mere five months.

My first novel was dark, gritty and intense, full of serious subjects like abuse, loss, and victimization.

My novella, though, was much lighter.

It was still a thriller, but there was a lot more fun involved.

Sure, there was intrigue and a death-defying escape, but there was also some really fun sex scenes.

While my first book was all about catharsis and the release of pent-up emotion, for my second I was back to the joy.

Then, I changed things up again and went into writing short nonfiction personal development eBooks meant to help my coaching clients.

But no matter what I write, I’ve discovered that as long as I write what I NEED to – whether it’s to purge negativity or just for the pure joy of it – I’ve never had to deal with writer’s block again.

Have you been struggling with writer’s block?

Check out Jeannie’s eBook on the subject.

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Jeannie’s romantic thrillers and other eBooks can be found here. 

Jeannie also has a personal development podcast you can listen to for free: Create Your Empowered Self podcast 

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Or if you’re really struggling and would like more one-on-one assistance, Jeannie is also an NLP Certified Creative Empowerment Coach taking on new clients. Check out her coaching page for more info. 

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Sneak Off and Read: Lines all about MURDER #RSsos #RomSuspense

#OneLineSunday by #RSsos Lines all about MURDER for an lovely start to the week.

She’d never seen anyone murdered before. It was worse than television. Way worse.

Jacquie Biggar

He, Quin and Kevin were witnesses to the delay in patient care that killed their patient. Even more serious was Wolfe’s attempt to murder him.

Sam Bradley w/a McKenna Sinclair

Jason wondered if talking about her husband’s murder had brought on this faint. She’d been there, witnessed it.

Claire Gem

“I want to know why you’re stalling the investigation into Sarah McHenry’s murder.

Joanne Guidoccio

She called it murderous wastefulness. Hated that a flower’s lifespan was so drastically shortened by cutting it and sticking it in a vase.

Kathryn Jane

Jake’s jaw dropped when he walked into JC’s Pawn Shop. The guy called Joe—turned out to be Joe Wagner, Shanna’s father. He’d aged since Shanna’s murder.

Marian Lanouette

She wasn’t sure of his motives and how much she could trust him. After all, her brother was still on a short list of murder suspects in the Sterling case.

S.A. Taylor 
Shutter (work-in-progress)

What would they think? I mean, who has two family members murdered?” Her attempt at gallows humor fell flat.

Marsha West

Although a sniper had taken the final shot, Rafe’s strike had been fatal. Escalus, like all men, deserved to have his murderer named.

 Sharon Wray

Smiling to myself, I watched Jake’s crazy exterminator antics. Usually, most girls avoided killing the critters, not manly he-men.

Vicki Batman














Sneak Off and Read: Lines all about LOVE #RSsos #RomSuspense

#OneLineSunday by #RSsos Lines all about LOVE for an lovely start to the week.

“I have a theory about love.” Ethan’s statement knocked me from the proverbial mountain top. Eyeing him, I clapped my hand across my mouth to stifle a giggle.

Vicki Batman

He was here. She could feel his presence, a warm blanket wrapping her in a cocoon of safety and love.

Jacquie Biggar

I saw the young man I was the day I left the reservation – angry, confused, alone; feeling betrayed by those who should have protected me – those who should have loved me.

Sam Bradley w/a McKenna Sinclair

This part of the business is my pet project. I love Victorian jewelry, and it’s what women were wearing in 19th Century America.

Claire Gem

Cassandra was very much in love with Jake, and Jake—well, I didn’t think he felt quite the same way.

Joanne Guidoccio

What was wrong with him? How could one woman make him this crazy? Days ago, he’d realized he loved her.

Marian Lanouette

Their life wasn’t picture perfect, but their love had smoothed out any kinks encountered along the way.

S.A. Taylor 
Follow Me (work-in-progress)

“I haven’t loved Franklin for a long time, Brett, but he’s Bailey’s father, and I wouldn’t want anything to happen to him. Bailey would be hurt.”

Marsha West

Thank God Rafe’s mother had died before he betrayed everyone he loved.

 Sharon Wray














10 Interesting Facts About Parry Sound

By Joanne Guidoccio

Having grown up in what is often called the “Other Ontario,” I thought it was time to let cozy mystery readers discover the beauty and tranquility of the North. Or maybe not so tranquil. Seven murders have already taken place in the first three books of the Gilda Greco Mystery Series!

Books 1 and 2—A Season for Killing Blondes and Too Many Women in the Room—are based in Sudbury.

Book 3, A Different Kind of Reunion, is based in Parry Sound. Today, I’m providing ten interesting (and not so well-known) facts about this picturesque town on the eastern shores of Georgian Bay.

1. Located 160 km (100 miles) south of Sudbury and 225 km (140 miles) north of Toronto, Parry Sound epitomizes the best of small town life and summer fun. A winter population of 6,500 grows to 35,000 during cottage season.

2. Discovered by Captain Henry Bayfield in the 19th century, the town was named in honor of the Arctic explorer Sir William Edward Parry.

3. During the early part of the 20th century, Tom Thomson and the other members of the Group of Seven painted many of their scenic artworks in this area

4.Parry Sound is part of the 30,000 Islands region, the world’s largest freshwater archipelago.

5. Home to more than 100 “at-risk” species of plants and animals, Parry Sound houses the Georgian Bay Biosphere Reserve, a globally-important region designated by UNESCO in 2004. GBBR is a non-profit organization that works with dozens of community partners to provide environmental education through conservation, and to create vibrant and sustainable communities.

6. Hikers and campers can visit one or more of the seven provincial parks in the region: Grundy Lake, Sturgeon Bay, Massasauga, Killarney, Killbear, Oastler and Six Mile Lake.

7. A boater’s paradise, Parry Sound can be explored via sailboats, canoes, kayaks, and motorized pleasure crafts. Or you could book a tour on the Island Queen Cruise.

8. Operating from May to October from the downtown waterfront, Georgian Bay Airways offers a bird’s eye view of the area’s remarkable ecosystems.

9. If visiting during the summer, consider taking part in the Festival of the Sound, one of the Top 100 Festivals in Ontario. In its 39th season, this festival of chamber and classical music runs from mid-July to mid-August each year. During the rest of the year, performances of all types (pop, rock, folk, blues, jazz, country) are presented.

10. Former Boston Bruin defenceman Bobby Orr is Parry Sound’s most famous citizen. An interactive hockey museum, aptly named the Bobby Orr Hall of Fame, can be found in the Charles W. Stockey Center for the Performing Arts. Exhibits include Orr’s NHL rings, trophies and awards, and a pictorial history of his career.


Blurb- a different kind of reunion

While not usually a big deal, one overlooked email would haunt teacher Gilda Greco. Had she read it, former student Sarah McHenry might still be alive.

Suspecting foul play, Constable Leo Mulligan plays on Gilda’s guilt and persuades her to participate in a séance facilitated by one of Canada’s best-known psychics. Six former students also agree to participate. At first cooperative and willing, their camaraderie is short-lived as old grudges and rivalries emerge. The séance is a bust.

Determined to solve Sarah’s murder, Gilda launches her own investigation and uncovers shocking revelations that could put several lives—including her own—in danger. Can Gilda and the psychic solve this case before the killer strikes again?


“Gilda, could you drop by tomorrow?” Constable Mulligan said, his voice cracking. “I’d like to wrap up this investigation as soon as possible. Give her parents some closure.”

Did he think he could wrap it up in a day? And what on earth could I contribute to the investigation? It didn’t make any sense at all. “Uh…I’m sorry. I’m having trouble with all of this. I don’t know—”

He cleared his throat. “We could meet for lunch at Trapper’s Choice Restaurant. They have fresh pickerel on Fridays.”

“I have clients scheduled for appointments all afternoon.” Or most of the afternoon. I liked to close the ReCareering office early on Friday afternoons.

“You’re still working?” he asked, surprise overtaking his previous gruffness. “I didn’t think you’d need to…I mean, you should be okay…”

He knew about my lottery win. Not surprising, since the lottery people had plastered my name and face everywhere when I won nineteen million dollars in Lotto 649. A quick Google search would have revealed my four-year-old lottery win. Old news, but still there on the second and third pages.

Tempted to end the conversation, I realized I couldn’t turn my back on Sarah or any of the others who might still be in danger. I mentally scanned my calendar. I had a two o’clock appointment and would be free to leave around three. I calculated the distance and figured I could drive to Parry Sound in ninety minutes or so. I added an extra hour and shared my plans.

“Great! You’ll have a couple of hours before the séance.”

“What séance?” Were Friday night séances a regular occurrence in Parry Sound? And why would someone like Constable Mulligan, who didn’t sound like a touchy-feely type of guy, attend one?

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Sneak Off and Read: Lines with the topic HOPE #RSsos #RomSuspense

#OneLineSunday by #RSsos Lines with the topic HOPE for an awesome start to the week.

That’s what happens when a sniper kills the pilot and hits the tail rotor. Hopefully the whole thing wouldn’t drain fuel, build up vapor, and ignite.

 Sharon Wray

“I hope your plan works, brainchild.” “Trust me. I’m the master at matchmaking.”

Vicki Batman

She nudged him, hoping against hope he’d wake up, jump to his feet, and take over getting them out of here in his usual bossy, sarcastic way, but it was no go. He didn’t even flinch.

Jacquie Biggar

He doesn’t understand everything that drives him but he guards his feelings like the Hope Diamond.

Sam Bradley w/a McKenna Sinclair

I heard about his hopes for the future and how much he loved and cherished his son Dougie.

Joanne Guidoccio

“Okay.” She squeezed the strap of her bag tighter and followed him out of the office. She just hoped that one word, that one decision, didn’t come back as another epic fail.

S.A. Taylor 
Shutter (work-in-progress)