Posted on26 March 2012 | 0 comments
NIGHT WIDOW: Sybil Squire’s Oscar ensemble.
Sibyl Squire in her heyday. Before murder and madness closed the door on her rising star.
“Luce’s portrayal of a psychopathic mountain man is chilling…” [Night Game] “The villain is evil personified.”
In addition to five published novels, Carol’s short story “Shattered Crystal” appeared in Alfred Hitchcock Magazine and Treadmill Tales (audio). E-reads Publications reprinted Night Passage in e-book format and POD. Nonfiction publications include two articles for Writer’s Digest. One article, “Writing Suspense That’ll Kill Your Readers,” was reprinted (second edition) in THE COMPLETE HANDBOOK OF NOVEL WRITING (Writer’s Digest Books)2010.
*In The Complete Handbook of Novel Writing 2010, Carol Davis Luce defines tension as “the act of building or prolonging a crisis.” She goes on to give some examples and ends the chapter with this: “How you build that suspense can make the difference between your readers chucking your book for a good night’s sleep or nudging their spouse to say, ‘the suspense is killing me.’”
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Posted on6 March 2012 | 2 comments
Barbara Silkstone has done something amazing, and given us the very scene in which this outfit is worn. It’s from her mega hit “The Secret Diary of Alice in Wonderland” which you can read about below….and in this scene, our Alice is forced to represent herself in court. Hijinks ensue.
As I slipped into position at our table my straight skirt rose up my legs. I tugged at the hem catching my bracelet on my pantyhose at mid-thigh. I struggled to free the gold links from the tougher than steel fibers of my run-resistant hose. My every movement succeeded in tangling me with myself. My right wrist felt permanently attached to my right thigh eight inches short of being obscene.
I was sweating. I couldn’t stay in my seat. You had to walk up and announce yourself. I edged out of the chair bent over, hobbling, wrist on thigh, and skirt way up where it shouldn’t have been. I tried to act as professional as I could under the circumstances. I flashed the judge a self-deprecating smile.
“Alice Harte. I am here today in my own defense, Your Honor. I am pro se.” I couldn’t reach the microphone on the podium, so I spoke as loudly as I could considering my face was on my stomach.
The courtroom was silent; you could have heard a lawyer drop.
The judge looked flabbergasted. “Are you mocking me?” she snapped.
“Your Honor I have a problem. May I go behind the bench?”
“The correct terminology is ‘May I approach the bench?’”
I hunched forward, pigeon stepping toward her. There were twitters of laughter in the courtroom.
The judge banged her gavel. “Silence. Ms. Harte if you are attempting to make a mockery of this court, I will not take it lightly. Now straighten up.”
The judge’s bench was a good three feet taller than my head. I waddled as close as I could and mouthed the words ‘Panty hose are stuck.’ She didn’t get it.
I figured if I could get behind the judicial platform I could take off my panty hose and roll them up with the bracelet and be done with it.
The bailiff was one step behind me as I slipped around the bench and under the judge’s chair. I guessed he’d never seen anyone act that way in court before because he stood there dumbstruck and then broke into gales of laughter. The spectators joined him. The noise was so loud the judge’s gavel-banging couldn’t be heard. It was twenty minutes before they all got quiet and I felt secure enough to walk out from under the judge’s chair. I did so with all the dignity I could muster. I pretended I was Joan of Arc going to the stake.
Alice Harte’s life is falling apart. Her boss at the real estate firm where she works is a litigious and murderous man with ties to “The Mob” in Florida. She KNOWS he has literally beheaded someone in the past.
Her whole life she has dreamed of living in England and meeting a man similar to John Cleese. In an attempt to start breaking away from her boss who is threatening her with a lawsuit, she flies to England to meet Nigel Channing, who has been charming her through e-mails and phone calls.
As her life in Miami falls apart, with mobsters and a pending fraud lawsuit, her romantic savior in England looks more and more tarnished by the hour. And then she stumbles across a beheaded mob boss. How will she ever keep her head and win the lawsuit? And what about love?
Posted on28 February 2012 | 1 comments
Amber Fox Mystery Boxed Set (Books 1-3) by bloghop featuring logo sunglasses
Sibell Hodge is one of those authors you hear about who got “the big call” from a hot agent in New York. He sent her a contract, something thousands of writers dream of every day. And what did she have the nerve to do? Well she read the damned thing. What she found in there will send chills up your spine.
Any writer who is serious about themselves as a professional should read this post right here
In the meantime, check out Sibell’s Amber Fox mystery series and find out why she got that phone call in the first place.
Posted on13 February 2012 | 0 comments
PI Sloane Monroe is already having a bad day, but it’s about to get far worse. When she arrives at her birthday party in an ETRO blazer, bootcut jeans and a Valentino handbag and pumps, she’s hoping the little soiree will turn everything around. And it does, until she reaches for that last birthday present. What it contains will alter the course of her life forever.
Cheryl is one fine author and a super person. She runs Indie Writers Unite, and if you don’t know what that is, just search for it on Facebook and join right away.
Posted on29 January 2012 | 4 comments
Camilla Randall is a US manners columnist in a state of rapid downward mobility. She’s lost her job and nobody’s interested in her book but some outlaw publishers in the wilds of Lincolnshire. She arrives at Robin Hood airport with nothing but the couture on her back. She wore the Lincoln Green trench in honor of the setting, and the Stella McCartney boots, Alexander McQueen skirt and Burberry jacket to honor her host country. The Jil Sander scarve is one of the few accessories she hasn’t sold at a resale shop. She thinks her life is about to improve now she’s met her new publisher–the charming, self styled Robin Hood who owns the place. But she couldn’t be more wrong…
is a must for writers. Do check it out regularly.
Her books can be found on Amazon. Here’s her author page
which will get you all the goodies, including Camilla’s current adventure, Sherwood, Ltd
Posted on25 January 2012 | 3 comments
Modred’s men have burned her convent, forcing Nell to flee in a borrowed dress of plain, brown homespun and a pair of boots. As a former nun, she had no possessions anyway, but when she hooks up with Myrddin, one of King Arthur’s knights, and arrives at King Arthur’s castle, she finds herself wearing a gorgeous green confection, with a second dress to spare, along with new leather shoes. She wears a cloak inside and out (castles being what they are), and when Myrddin asks her to marry him, his cross.
Like that cover? That’s correct, my left arm, which runs Flip City Books designed it. If you’d like me to do one for you, I’m here
, or email me at email@example.com
Posted on14 January 2012 | 11 comments
Flavia might be a fourteen-year-old skank, but she’s no slouch when it comes to dressing to seduce the emperor, Nero. She wears a stunning, peacock-blue, strapless chiton girded with a golden belt. Crawling through windows and climbing down trees isn’t easy, but Flavia escapes her father’s domus in style—wearing gold-studded gladiator sandals, bling by Stephanie Owen, and carrying a Versace Baroque Studded Nappa Shoulder Bag.
Of course, in 63 AD, Versace was an unknown, and so was Baroque, but Flavia is a girl ahead of her time. Her sister, Elissa, is a Vestal Virgin, sworn to thirty years of chastity. Bummer. Elissa has sworn-off men, but like her Abhaas Pink Rome Gold and Diamond Earrings, her heat shines through. When Elissa’s not tending the sacred fire and wearing the white robes of a priestess, she’s frequently found sneaking around the back streets of Rome. For her wanderings, she choses a simple, beige maxi dress, pairing it with metallic Jimmy Choo gladiator sandals and an Alexander Wang Diego Texture Leather Drawstring purse—sure to be brimming with drachmas.
Vestals might be sworn to chastity, but they’re never short of cash.
Suzanne’s books can be found at Amazon.com.
She has lots of titles and once you read one, you’ll want to hit the rest.
Posted on2 January 2012 | 2 comments
Cheryl wanted a bunch of fashion talk here, about how a girl can feel like a princess without finding that “prince.”
And I agree. Dressing nice can make you feel nice. But Cheryl’s book is about a lot more than making yourself look nice to feel nice. It’s about being YOU, even if you don’t like sparkly heels (but they sure are sweet, aren’t they?)
If you have a daughter, shell out the 99c for this essay.
This bad boy is available at AMAZON.
Posted on29 December 2011 | 2 comments
I’ve been asked to post the winners…and here they are:
I have to tell you, I was having some organizational issues.
I got results from the judges based on the polyvore sets, and some had emails and some didn’t. Some put them inside the set comments and some were in the blog comments. Some had names and some didn’t. Sometimes the name was in the blog and the email was with the set. It was kind of frustrating. Like herding cats. Next year, I’m using a form.
Winners of print books
Winners of eBooks
Posted on20 December 2011 | 1 comments
Julia in Paris and Christmas in NY by kcowen01 featuring a black white ring
Zuhair Murad short lace dress
Katherine Owen, Indie Chick by a mile, did a set for her character in Seeing Julia, which is available at Amazon
and all the other usual suspects.
Julia Hamilton’s perfect life falls apart with the death of her husband, Evan, just when she would appear to have everything. (Evan’s wealth was not the main attraction for Julia, but she does dress the part.)Scene setup (two different ones) – The inner circle gathers at Julia’s house in Amagansett on Christmas morning. For this scene, Kimberley gives Julia a silver blouse to wear. It’s also another unexpected encounter with Jake Winston where Julia tries to look casual, but she’s still exquisitely dressed.
The clothes on the right with red background are what she wore the night of the Christmas party (on Christmas Eve) with her friends and her second encounter of Jake Winston. Specifically, these are the clothes I envision her wearing when she and Jake make a run to Rite-Aid when her infant son appears to be sick. Jake appears enchanted with Julia already. They’re awkward around each other in this scene. She’s still grieving for Evan, but strangely attracted to Jake. It’s a great scene with a lot of subtext going on.