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

#OneLineSunday by #RSsos Lines with the topic, JUDGE.

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“No.” Shaking her head vigorously, she crossed her arms firmly. “He has to earn the money. I’m adamant about this.”

Vicki Batman

Olga’s anger had burned. She’d acted like judge and jury without giving Maggie the benefit of a doubt. It hurt.

Jacquie Biggar

I can be myself here because nature never judges me. The purity of this place cleanses my soul and I can freely express my spirituality

Sam Bradley w/a McKenna Sinclair

He flashed me a shy smile as he lifted my hand and kissed it gallantly, and quick tears sprang to my eyes. How I’d misjudged this big, lovable oaf.

Claire Gem

But I had to be careful not to judge Cassandra. From what I had read this morning, she had built a very successful career as a psychic.

Joanne Guidoccio

Broughton was a good judge of age, and would have put this guy in his early seventies if he didn’t know he was eighty-five.

Kathryn Jane

If I let it, it will dig deep under my skin and push Eva’s case into my head. She didn’t belong there right now. Scenes like this if he wasn’t careful would cloud his judgement and bring him down.

Marian Lanouette

Most people judged him by the worn attire, scruffy beard, and the tattoo peeking out from his shirtsleeve.


A Twisted Fate (work in progress)

As he’d listened to his mother’s words, he’d made his way back into the courtroom to find the judge’s clerk to tell her he needed to reschedule. Then, he placed a call to the sheriff.

Marsha West

Rafe scoffed. “Anne was guilty, and the people of the Isle judged her and hanged her for witchcraft.”

 Sharon Wray
















Plotting Circles & Why I Love Them

Plotting Circles, and why I love them.

Good morning, it’s great to see everyone here. Over the course of my writing career I’ve used many programs and tools to plot. Even though I’m a pantser/plotter, but I always come back to my plotting circle to begin a story.



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Everything in the circle is what initial comes to me before I think to write a story. It’s like a movie running in my head. And darn, it always seems to happen just before I drop off to sleep or am about to wake. That’s the reason I keep a note pad and pencil on the nightstand, and a recorder (in case I’m too lazy to come awake.)


What determines if a character whether the protagonist, villain, or secondary character is crucial in a story? It’s what they contribute to move it along. You always need a protagonist, but not a villain if it is a romance. Secondary characters are fun to write because most times they’re the ones causing havoc with the main characters. And it’s a great place to unload your inner demons.

The next circle I use is the full plot circle. This is where everything I can imagine that can happen in the story goes. It doesn’t matter if it’s off the wall, or will never make it into the book, it goes here.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          blue circle                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      The most important part of the circle is you can’t go wrong. Plot any way you like. I find the plot circle allows me to see everything right in front of me when I start to write the first three chapters. Yep, I tape it to the wall or lamp in front of my computer and if I get stuck or wonder why I’m putting that into the story, I only need to glance up and say Awww! Now I remember, or no, that doesn’t work anymore. And I might create a new circle as I get a quarter into the book to update and change plot points.


I don’t use the circles to build my characters bios. Those I put on large graph paper and pin to the wall. As I write the novel or novella, I’m constantly checking to make sure I didn’t give Jake Carrington black hair with smoky gray eyes when in all the other books he has reddish brown hair and green eyes.  Lol, I’d never forget Jake, but I might with a repeating secondary character and their stats are as important as the hero’s.


I hope this helped. If you’re interested in checking out Jake Carrington and his band of characters, his second book, All the Hidden Sins releases on July 31st. If you read it, I’d love to hear back on your thoughts on both the story and the characters.


Enjoy your week, and keep reading. Here’s a quote I love:


“Books are the plane, and the train, and the road. They are the destination, and the journey. They are home.”
― Anna Quindlen, How Reading Changed My Life


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Visit my author  page at: Marian Lanouette

Website: Marian’s Website

Ahhh! Technology!

I’ve written about Technology here before. Those of you who follow me on my blog have read lots of stories about my misadventures. I sort of have a love/hate relationship with the big T.

Last Friday, I was getting my new Surface ready to go to the Saturday NTRWA meeting where were going to have a giant writing fest. Lots of folks were away at RWA, so this was a good plan. So, I charge up the Surface, which I’ve only had a month or two. It’s so light and fits into my purse. Love this about this device.IMG_7185

I opened Word, so I could save my book document and the character list to the Surface which I’d emailed to myself.  I got a message that Word was about to expire and if I didn’t do anything, I could lose my work! Not words a writer wants to read. Ultimately, I didn’t go to the meeting. ☹

Sunday afternoon, I took the Surface to Best Buy and explained what the deal was. (I do love the Geek Squad. They are all so very nice, and never make me feel like an idiot. 😊 ) The kid asked if I had other computers at home and did I have that message on them. I knew I didn’t on the big computer and told him I’d check the laptop when I got home. So, I checked, and the Laptop is okay. If my husband can find the documentation for the program (I think that’s not the right word.), I can just update it on the Surface. If not, I’ll take it and let the brilliant Geek Squad guy/gal unload and reload it on the Surface. (Should I use the “the” in front of Surface? It sounds a bit odd either way.) 😊

So Sunday, after church Bob and I ate Mexican food for lunch.taco-2610649_640 (Free from Pixabay RobinsWorld)

(Just because it’s 109 outside is not a reason to skip Mexican food.) I responded to a friend’s text and then ten minutes later I was going to text the family. (There is a whole other issue about whether I should’ve been doing anything on the cell phone while I was at a restaurant with my husband!) I picked up the phone and a black screen stared back at me. Nothing changed when I punched the bottom button. I punched the on/off switch. NOTHING!

IMG_4730 (It does have a cracked face, because I’ve dropped the phone too many times!)

I don’t know about you, but pretty much my whole life is on my phone. Well, not my books, or reports I’m working on for the church move, but everything else. I know my cell number, which would do me no good, since the phone wasn’t working, and I know my daughter’s cell number, which she’s had since she was 16. She’s in her very early 40s now. Other than that, I know nothing.

I asked Bob who was on his way to work (long story) to text the family so they knew I was out of the loop.

Driving to the store with no phone was like driving naked. I mean, what if I had a car wreck? What if I ran out of gas? (I had a half a tank, but still….) What if I went too fast, and a police officer pulled me over? Being naked is scary.

You know how at technology stores they have greeters who open the door for you and ask what the problem is? Well, this nice young, emphasis on the young part, woman looked at my phone and did two things, and the little apple with the bite out of it popped onto the screen. Now I don’t know what caused the problem in the first place, but the next time this happens, I know what to do to try to fix it myself.

Push the bottom button and the side on/off button at the same time. Somehow that resets the whole deal. So for little time and no money, my cell and I were back in business. I am a happy camper.

Do you have those heart clutching experiences with your technology? Or are you a ninja warrior where technology is concerned? Love to hear from you.

PS Thanks to all of you who helped spread the word about my 3-Day $.99 sale I had going to celebrate the 5th birthday of VERMONT ESCAPE. Forgot to take it off so it’s still on Sale at Amazon

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

#OneLineSunday by #RSsos Lines with the topic, SENTENCE.

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She took two deep breaths before meeting the heat in Rafe’s eyes. “I thought you had a life sentence.”

 Sharon Wray

“You said to ‘look it up in the dic-shun-ry.’”

“Dic-tion-ar-y,” I corrected.

“That’s it. Only we don’t have one.”

Vicki Batman

“I’m so tired of being alone,” he said, his voice thick. “I’m not a person who likes solitude, yet it seems I’ve been sentenced to a lifetime of it.

Claire Gem

Her sentence was a lighter one, and she would be out soon. Too soon.

Joanne Guidoccio

“You don’t get to manhandle me just because…” She clamped her mouth shut on the rest of the sentence.

Kathryn Jane

Turning back to his computer Jake studied the sparse record on Phil Lucci. He had a sealed record at the age of fifteen, a burglary charge at nineteen—he served two years of a fifteen-year sentence and then nothing.

Marian Lanouette

He decided to turn state’s evidence against Sid Cranston, the Las Vegas mob kingpin behind the push to legitimize casino gambling in Texas. Richardson wanted to escape the death sentence Texas so liberally handed out.

Marsha West
















Sneak Off and Read: Lines all about a WEAPON #RSsos #RomSuspense

#OneLineSunday by #RSsos Lines all about a WEAPON.

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The opening of the shirt displayed the soft curve of one of her breasts. He yanked his hands from the covers, grabbed the weapon, and walked away from the desirable, but troubled woman.

Marsha West

“Two people were killed with a misericord, a close-quarters combat weapon favored by Fianna warriors. And I believe Montfort is one of them.”

 Sharon Wray

Boy, did I have the wrong impression. There were no tools of torture, unless books counted. No scary outfits.

Vicki Batman

“I must insist you prove to José that you carry no weapons. Or wires. Open your shirt, querida.” His voice turned hard. “Now, if you please.”

Jacquie Biggar

AJ, what the hell are you doing carrying a gun? Cops carry guns, not firefighters.”

Sam Bradley w/a McKenna Sinclair

Macknight worked without shortcuts, which meant he maximized safety and minimized jamming his gun. Perfection was one of his best weapons.

Veronica Forand
Daughter, Traitor, Spy (work in progress)

The ghostly soldier lowered his weapon, and his face softened. He smiled at me, a strange kind of recognition dawning.

Claire Gem

While I enjoyed watching celebrity chefs brandishing knives on television, I wasn’t comfortable being in close range to one with potential weapons.

Joanne Guidoccio

Before touching down, Alex rechecked the laces on her boots—again—then touched her fingertips to the top of the zip on her vest, laid a hand over her weapon.

Kathryn Jane

“A date?” He didn’t respond to anything else. A smile tugged at her lips. Gotcha.

Marian Lanouette

Andie Mills stood behind her weapon of choice—a slick black Nikon camera with a 70mm lens.

S.A. Taylor
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Cover Girl

In June, I published another indie book.

I totally stress over creating covers. As a reader, you may not know what we think when we see a cover.  It is so exciting when I open the email. For example, with my story The Great Fruitcake Bake-off, I wanted to see a cake, some baking elements, a prize ribbon. My name and the title. And because the story is a romance, a cute couple.
For my mysteries, Temporarily Employed and Temporarily Insane, I subbed an art sheet with information about the cover. I did request the Squirrely Shirley font and the first one to be red background, the second one to be in blue. TemporarilyInsane cover 100 x 100  03 18 17 TemporarilyEmployed 314 x 235
I’m lucky in that the friend who designed the cover for Just Desserts…and Other Stories knows me and my work. My voice. When I told her about my latest project’s title, she knew exactly what to do. This:

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Name: The font is Squirrely Shirley, one used with most of my work. It conveys fun. I was concerned about my name in dripping chocolate and if people would think “mud”; however, after querying author friends, it got a “thumbs up.”
Background: Actually came in blue or pink. I went with the pink. I do love the color; however, blue did not seem as much fun as pink, nor as romantic.
Foreground couple: Recently, I put the cover in a Facebook reader’s group for promotion. The group owner asked me if the book is romance. I don’t know about you, but I see a couple with arms around each other. That spells romance. In a way, the pink surrounds them like a cameo. The cover is cartoon-style.
Title: Is in a strong blue. It contrasts from the pink and is in the forefront. The same Squirrely Shirley font. Underneath is not a subtitle. “And Other Stories” is part of the published title but making the font large like Just Desserts would swamp the whole cover. Plus, it is in black and indicates these are “stories.” Very important note because some people won’t ever read stories.
The bottom: is a huge row of chocolate cupcakes with blue, purple, red fruits and green icing. A tiny red and white flag embellishment. This element balances my name at the top and indicates sweetness which the eleven stories are: sweet, cute meets.

What part of the cover causes you to purchase a book? Is there a color that turns you off? Do you prefer real people over cartoon ones?

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Your Life in Six Words

By Joanne Guidoccio

Whenever I attend workshops, I take note of any icebreakers. While some participants may groan, I find these short, introductory exercises very effective in creating community and stimulating creativity.

One of my favorites is the “Six-Word Memoir,” a spinoff of the challenge once given to Ernest Hemingway: Write a story using only six words.

His reply was quick and succinct: “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.”

In November 2006, Larry Smith, founder of SMITH Magazine, asked his fans to describe their lives in exactly six words. Intended to be a one-month contest, the project took on a life of its own. Since that time, Smith has received millions of responses, from the hilarious to the bittersweet to the inspirational. You can find out more here.

At the workshop where I was first introduced to this project, the facilitator shared the following examples:

“Married by Elvis, divorced by Friday.”

“I still make coffee for two.”

“Cursed with cancer, blessed with friends.”

And these from celebrities:

“Seeking the fullest expression of self.”  Oprah Winfrey

“Healed with steel, then got real.”   Dr. Mehmet Oz

“Me see world! Me write stories!”  Elizabeth Gilbert

“The miserable story leads to royalties.”  Frank McCourt

“Fear not, live in the now.”  Goldie Hawn

“Secret of life: family, friends, bacon.”  Katie Couric

“Divorce your story, marry the truth.”  Tony Robbins


Here’s my six-word memoir:

“Enjoying the process of reinventing myself.”


Any other six-word memoirs out there?


Where to find Joanne Guidoccio

Website | Amazon | Twitter | Facebook | LinkedIn | Goodreads | Pinterest

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

#OneLineSunday by #RSsos Lines all about DECEIT for a great start to the week.

She tried to stay away, honestly she did. But after a day she’d get antsy. Her fingers itched. More than anything, she needed to get to the casino. She couldn’t explain it to anyone. Hell—she couldn’t explain it to herself.

Marian Lanouette

But what should she tell this kind woman? Jill didn’t want to lie, and she wasn’t lying, because she used her real name. Best to stick with the basics.

Marsha West

“I let Calum lie for me. Because of that lie, his parents sent him away and Carina will never forgive me.”

 Sharon Wray

A good-looking—and quite possibly—available guy, and I’d blown it with hor-rendous comportment, the catastrophic equivalent of a shopping calamity.

Vicki Batman

Mike had learned Lucas was drugged the day of the crash, his agent’s desperate bid to cover a trail full of lies and deceit.

Jacquie Biggar

You deceived me, AJ. Don’t disrespect me again by lying to me now.

Sam Bradley w/a McKenna Sinclair

As she balanced on her knees over the god-like body of the man beneath her, she knew this was different. How could a woman be so shallow, so selfish and deceitful, to even consider using a man like Marco?

Claire Gem

Her eyes narrowed as she spoke of the deceitful brother-in-law who had bankrupted them and forced them to flee north to Sudbury.

Joanne Guidoccio

Alex noted the deceit in Del long before anyone else did, and sensed Genna’s fragile strength.

Kathryn Jane














Would A Real Man Say That?

by Kathryn Jane

Good question.

I am a woman, and therefore, as enlightened as I like to think I am, I still have a female point of view…which can sometimes be annoyingly skewed.

As a writer, I am often writing in a male point of view and like to think I do a damned good job of it because throughout my life I have worked side by side with many men, and have a decent understanding of how the male mind operates. Or so I thought.

But here’s the thing.

Readers constantly say they love how real, how authentic my male characters are. But are they?  Or do I follow the myth of what women generally believe? Perhaps the men I create are the kind we would like to have in our lives.

The question then becomes, does it matter? Fiction is fiction after all, and creating characters a reader can love and relate to is what matters, right? Right!

But every once in a while I feel a need to validate my hero’s thoughts and actions and that’s when I do the scary thing. I ask a man. A real live, breathing male what he would have done in the same situation. What his thoughts might have been.

Sometimes I get the answer I want. Sometimes I don’t. But I always get something I can add to my understanding of the male mind, and often I get an answer that makes me laugh.

My hubby is my go-to guy for these questions because he’s one of those men who is totally stumped by a female perspective, which means I never get an answer tempered to fit the question.

Just now I did a test, for the fun of the blog.  I asked him what color these scarves were. He said one was blue and the other was red. I see turquoise, and a reddish orange pattern on apricot which creates and overall burnt orange, but his male mind sees only the straightforward, none of the nuance.

Last week I had an important question for him. I came out of my writing cave and leaned on the door jamb. “Question,” I said, and he instantly gave me his attention because although he doesn’t read my books, he’s right into my writing and loves to help.

Me: “The hero has spent months trying to track down the woman he loves and finally finds her far from home, down and out, bone thin, and living on the streets. When he gets her to the safety of a hotel room, will he jump her bones?”  (I asked this because it happened sort of like a celebration in the first draft of the story, but when I was editing it seemed insensitive.)

Hubby: “Is she asking for it or is he?”

Geeze, I hadn’t thought of that. Okay, I roll with it.

Me: “She wants it, but she’s skinny and looking pretty rough. Not attractive at all.”

Hubby: “He won’t say no.”

Me: “If she doesn’t want/ask/push for sex?”

Hubby: “He’ll look after her first. Wait until she does.”

And that, my friends, changed an entire scene in the book, and made it better. Much, much better! I realised that the heroine was going to want sex for validation of their relationship, to feel connected again, and that was yet another flaw in her I could explore.

It also added another facet to Jason’s personality. He was already a nurturing kind of man, but now he became aware of Kate’s need to use sex as…  LOL…  I’ll stop here and just say the title of the book is DIAMONDS TO DIE FOR, and it will be out at the end of September.


Meantime, MISSING—Broughton and Alexandra’s story is coming out in less than a month and is available for pre-order now.

Caleb Broughton is a man’s man, and the last thing he needs is a greener-than-grass new partner—especially a woman he’s been avoiding for months. But when a plane suddenly vanishes, nothing else matters.

Grab this exciting sequel to Dance With Me, now!



Kat loves crisp sunny days, the warm breath of a horse, cats with a sense of humor, the smell of the ocean, and her very own charming prince—in no particular order.



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

#OneLineSunday by #RSsos Lines all about HONOR for a great start to the week.

Such an honor to be in the presence of a man who knew exactly who he was, and treated every other being with respect.

Kathryn Jane

Wilkesbury recently had the distinguished honor to be named one of the top five saddest rust belt cities.

Marian Lanouette

“’Tis an act of peace you’re committing. An act of redemption and honor.”

 Sharon Wray

“Nevertheless, we have to go back. It’s all about honor and integrity. You can pay with your dollar, exactly what you should’ve done in the first place.”

Vicki Batman

He’d honored the SEAL mantra when any of his men were injured, even if it endangered his own life. No man left behind.

Jacquie Biggar

Over his head, a large bird swooped and soared as though he’d willed it into action. The man honored the bird. The bird honored the man.

Sam Bradley w/a McKenna Sinclair

She waved me to the head of the table, an honor in an Italian household.

Joanne Guidoccio

Chief Deputy Ian Velez had been honored many times during his years of service, even winning Dove Cove Sheriff’s Deputy of the Year. The man might be a good cop, but he didn’t have the resources Martine had.

Jeannie Hall