Sunday, May 21, 2017

Tuesday, May 16, 2017

A hint

A Secrets, Spells and Snake Eyes secret!


Sarah's 2nd journey is complete and makes her stronger for the challenges she'll face in her journey, part 3!

This one took a while to birth, but I hope it was worth the wait! A hint:  Sarah is kidnapped. 

Thank you for reading the Sarah Doucette Jean-Louis Mysteries!


Abientot!

Sunday, April 30, 2017

One liners on a writing immersion day!


My writing coach says the first line of each chapter should be interesting. Here are two of mine and a few from authors I've met and enjoy!

Whoever invented body language was full of shit.

Secrets, Spells and Snake Eyes

I woke up to the smell of Manuel, a soft mix of day-old Acqua di Parma Colonia Ambra and sweat. 

Secrets, Spells and Snake Eyes

Payton sat on her sofa, watching a DVR episode of Zane’s Sex Chronicles, a Friday night ritual when she didn’t have a date.

Lisa Renee Johnson,  Dangerous Consequences 

A symphony of taxi horns echoing off the walls outside my window woke me up early Monday morning.  

Susan Shea, The King’s Jar.

If I’d known my clothes would be covered in blood by the end of the evening, I probably wouldn’t have agonized over my wardrobe selection. 

Cindy Sample, Dying for a Date


My break is over!  Back to writing and researching!

Friday, April 28, 2017

What Do You Do?


When scandal robs you of your family therapy practice? You dust off your psychic gifts and solve crimes; right? 


If you're Sarah Doucette Jean-Louis you do.  


In Secrets, Spells and Snake Eyes, Sarah comes into her own as an amateur sleuth. A sociopath, a washed up P.I. and a criminal combine sketchy clues with her gift of visions in order to save the life of a framed young man. Sarah and her rag-tag team of investigators will take you on a wild ride. 




It's martini Sundays with the girls and the re-appearance of her nemesis, cousin Stacy from Louisiana (we can't stand her...).  Creole crazy lined with danger. 

I hope you will enjoy the journey and continue to follow Sarah's evolution. 



Thursday, October 20, 2016

Sometimes I write a poem. This one inspired by a shameful election....



If there is a god, I think she’ll say; tell me how you helped another today

and if there’s a god, I think he’ll ask; where do we place your momentous task?

and if there is a god, it will surely be; a compilation of you and me, 

and of all beings and living things, an amalgamation of life, this being brings

to challenge the notions of you and me that some are more and others less


and life is only what we see. 

the values we create, reflections of the lives we fake 

to make us feel when feeling ends

to cause of an inappropriate peace 


I think there is a God, it’s the one I see

in my children’s eyes when they look at me. 

It’s the man who saves a shattered life, the woman who shields another from strife.


God never begins or ends with us, God is a mist, an eternal dust

that needs no form to make us know

that only life is an eternal flow

from form to amorphous, our lives will be


the place where God meets the eternal me. 

Friday, June 10, 2016

Writing is so Glamorous! Yeah, right...

I was on a roll and then the flow, flopped!  It's gonna be another long, long night. Meantime, the cover is being designed and everything else is ready.... but the story!





Sunday, May 29, 2016

If I believed in hell.....

It would have to be editing 50,000+ words of the book you've written before you send it to an editor who will edit it. And then send it back for you to edit....


Saturday, April 2, 2016

Sometimes I Write a Poem.....


Own Life


The past is a fortunate mist
The present is a dream

replacing future with existence


Living is an oracular tryst

Its journey a winding stream


replacing mystery with resonance

Saturday, March 26, 2016

Lunching with Mystery Readers....C'est Bon!



These members of the Roseville/Rocklin Mystery Book Club were a blast!  We talked about how and why I wrote, Pushed Times, Chewing Pepper and they gave a nudge for me to hurry with book 2.

(It worked, book 2 is being finalized!!)

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

The linguistic gumbo of Louisiana Creole & Cajun languages..."Making Groceries"







If you're Creole or Cajun,  you don't go to the supermarket...or do your grocery shopping...

You go "make" groceries!


"Make" is a transalation of the French, faire or do.  Creole and Cajun French are infused with French, Spanish and some African languages.

In my mystery, Pushed Times, Chewing Pepper, heroine Sarah Doucette Jean-Louis can make a mean gumbo!

But first she gotta go "make" groceries, mon cher!










Tuesday, April 14, 2015

(Sometimes I write a poem) Humanity


The safety of crowds 

Dehumanizing and impersonal

Eyes that never touch. 

The beauty of lies

Dehumanizing and impersonal

Blurred reality and such. 


Distance is the coward’s blanket. 

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