A few years ago I wrote this particular story for Fiction River and it was accepted into the anthology Fiction River: Last Stand, which came out in January of this year.
What’s Left of Me is one of my personal favorite stories, where the narrator sort of took over and wrote the tale for me. I just typed. It was originally meant to be science fiction but morphed into a more literary bit of prose about the choices me make between life and death.
I’m rather excited that I’m starting a challenge set out by Dean Wesley Smith. He’ll be my first reader for writing three novels in three months. And then we’ll be setting a date to get them published within a few months. This should jump start what’s happening in 2018 and that excites me, particularly since I have two novels that I’m really quite happy with already set to publish then as well. It could be a big year as far as publishing!
Of course, I’ll also be putting together a collection of the short stories I wrote in 2017, for anyone who prefers to purchase larger collections rather than individual stories.
In addition to that, our new cat, Ham, is settling in. It’s a long story about how he got his name but nicknames include Hamnado and Hamnibal Lecter. My older male likes him a great deal though and that’s what’s important, isn’t it?!
This is one of those rare alternative history novels that has young Black woman as it’s protagonist. In fact, the entire book is centered around the Black Panthers in the late 1960s. There are moments when the narration voice feels at odds with the language of the day and certain terms feel jarring. It’s a minor complaint because the story holds together well and the narrative keeps moving. This story within this book stands on its own but there is clearly a larger tale woven into the fabric of the series.
Coyle is an activist for change. She discusses her concerns about writing this story as a white woman. I’m glad that the people around her persuaded her to write it. I think it’s a wonderfully fun way to look at an important era of history.
Wow, September already. I am astounded as each month passes how quickly it’s gone. August was eaten up by a vacation and the inevitable cleaning up after vacation. It seems like there is always something.
I’m currently working on a new Whisper novel which I hope will be out towards the end of next year. My hope is to get the beta reader version of Sun Spot Magic back and do the edits so I can schedule out the final editing and get a publication date for that one.
I also want to work a bit more on my gothic horror that was supposed to be gothic romance and perhaps get that out to my husband, who is my first reader.
Definitely need to write another short story because that was my goal to write one new short story every single month.
And I’m itching to get started on a new mystery sort of series that I thought of earlier in the summer. The new Whisper tale took precedence and at least Whisper is easy for me to write. Once I get an idea, they sort of write themselves.
And on the personal front, we just might be adopting a cat. I think our little boy, Ichiro, who isn’t so little and is now seven years old, needs a companion who will tussle with him more than Gemini is willing to do, so we’ve been out looking. An application is in. I hope we pass!
I just got my latest book, Poison Paw uploaded and for sale. If you read the newsletter (if you don’t, sign up here) you’ve probably already read it.
This one I can thank Gemini for. The idea for a feline assassin came when she started sleeping on the stairs. If she heard me coming, she’d go down three stairs and hunker down on that one, as if she believed I wasn’t really going all the way down. One day while trying to carry a box of something downstairs I told I thought she was trying to kill me. And wouldn’t that be the perfect murder? Everyone would think I had just tripped and fallen. But Gemini would have done it purposefully.
I’ve written down some ideas around the feline assassins, but Poison Paw was the first one that actually worked. I’ll probably come back to these characters again. If not Chickadee, then perhaps that mysterious Siamese (because everyone knows how I feel about Siamese!).
Chickadee ended up as a Persian because they seemed like the least likely cats to become assassins. After all, Siamese have always had their own agendas. No one believes that of Persians. I chose Silver Shaded because they are gorgeous and because I have a friend who has two of them, which you can see on their blog. And yes, they can be little divas. But all cats can. Isn’t that what cats are for?
Blurb for Poison Paw
Chickadee, a specially trained silver shaded Persian feline assassin wakes to a soft noise. The scent of a female Siamese reaches her nose.
Chickadee’s human, Yvonne slumbers in the bedroom unaware of the danger that has entered her home. Will Chickadee’s reflexes remain fast enough to save Yvonne before the Siamese assassin strikes?
Poison Paw is a short urban fantasy about a pair of unlikely assassins. Fans of Bonnie Elizabeth will no doubt delight in this tale told by a former feline assassin.
So last week I was off on another vacation. This time my husband and I cruised from Montreal to Boston. The highlight was a shore excursion called Fun with Falcons.
It was in Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island, that we got to take part in this adventure where we were bused (uncomfortably) to a man’s home where he raised falcons. He works as a falconer, putting the birds to work to control pest birds, like pigeons. He also hunts with the birds, using his dogs to flush out game birds like quail, which the falcon then hunts.
He also does educational visits like the one I was on.
We got to watch a hooded Saker Falcon eat and then we got to put on the glove to hold the falcon, which was hooded at the time. Fascinating.
Then we were taken outside to see where he kept his birds, of which he had two Saker Falcons, two hawks, and one hybrid Gyr/Peregrine Falcon. The latter was the most noisy of all of them!
He then let the hawk out so that we could experience having the bird some to us on the glove. We walked through some of his property and then he used food to bring the hawk to him, which meant it flew over our heads, knocking into one of the guests! The bird was undamaged. I am not certain about the guest!
Then he had us turn our backs to the bird and he’d put food in our hand on the glove so that the bird couldn’t see it. Then we’d hold our arm with the glove holding the food up and the hawk would land on our hand and eat before turning to leave. It was an amazing experience.
Finally, he brought out the hybrid falcon for us to see. A gorgeous bird.
I learned a lot about how he works with the birds and how they are fed and cared for. It was an amazing experience and I can’t wait for the time when a fantasy novel idea comes up and I can use my new found falcon knowledge!
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