Relaxed Friday 8

It’s Friday! Here’s the scoop on #CleanWIP Relaxed Fridays. Let’s drop in on Will and Domo from William Bradshaw and a Faint Hope, book 2 by Arthur Daigle to kick off the party.

Domo walked around the chair and studied it. “What’s this?”
“This,” Will said proudly, “is what we humans call a chair. It’s the latest fashion where I come from.”
“That was either sarcasm or proof you shouldn’t do standup comedy,” Domo said. He poked the chair and watched it wobble. “Doesn’t look like woodworking is your thing, either.”
“No, but if I want a chair this is the only way I’ll get it. I can’t get one from the nearby human villages, what with me being broke and them expecting money for doing work.”
“Scandalous the way peasants behave these days,” Domo said. “We do have our own carpenters, you know.”
Will filed down the leg some more and tried sitting on the chair. The legs still weren’t even. “I thought of that. I asked four goblin carpenters to make me a chair. I wanted a bed to replace the pile of rags I have to sleep on, but I figured I’d start by asking for something small.”
“And?” Domo prompted him.
“Chairs shouldn’t have more legs than centipedes.”
The four dysfunctional chairs Will had received (and burned as firewood) weren’t proof that the goblins hated him. Quite the opposite, they liked and even respected him. That didn’t change the fact that goblins were stupid and crazy. When asked to make something as simple as a chair, they felt the need to make improvements. While he couldn’t actually sit on the chairs, and they’d looked like they were dreamed up by an impressionist painter and built by a one-eyed, drunken chimpanzee with arthritis, Will could at least take comfort in knowing there was no malice involved.

Speaking of birds, here’s a little teaser from Joanna McKethan‘s Stone of Her Destiny – Kenna, the heroine, is learning falconry from Lane.
“There now, ye see? He’s all yours. He’ll love you forever. Don’t mistake him for a pet, all lovey-dovey; they are always and still, birds of prey. But they will be faithful. Remember that.”
“Oh, I thought Bonnie Blue was a lady.”
“No, remember Bonnie Prince Charlie was a man,” he said, teasing.

We’re not quite done with the party.

“I had no beginning. I will have no end.” The voice rose up from the seated figure, whispering into the void. He lifted his gaze, focusing on the formless zenith. His right eye was a spinning orb, half Darkness, half Light; the other was a piercing shade of blue. His robes too were ever-shifting, at once light and dark and all-colored, patterned with the same mystic symbol. “The words are indistinguishable, and meaningless.” ~ from Michael Lynes‘ latest release, First Blood (The Blood Series Book 2), which released November 1st of this year. More specifically, the excerpt is from the third chapter, Time.

We’re on a roll. Let’s enjoy one more teaser before the weekend.

Carrie picked up the bag and walked to the door. When they were outside the general store, Aunt Em stopped her. “Did we get any mail?”
Carrie reached into her skirt pocket and handed over the stack. Josh’s aunt frowned at the letter on top. “What does Miss Leah want with Josh after all this time? I’ve a good mind to toss this in the wood stove.”
Carrie’s thoughts exactly. “No, we can’t. The letter belongs to Josh. He has a right to read it.”
Aunt Em snorted. “You would have to remind me. It’s temptin’ to accident’lly drop it along the way. Leah’s hurt Josh enough. I don’t want him hurt any more. ~ from Laurean BrooksNot What He Ordered

Thankful

Happy Thanksgiving from all of us.

Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Thankful. [More info] Photo by Jill Wellington

Laurean Brooks – When I was growing up, Thanksgiving Dinner might consist of a couple of squirrels or a rabbit that Daddy brought home from his early morning hunting excursion. Daddy rose early on Thanksgiving day, took his rifle off the rack… [read more]

Washington, D.C.
October 3, 1863

By the President of the United States of America.

A Proclamation.

The year that is drawing towards its close, has been filled with the blessings of fruitful fields and healthful skies. To these bounties, which are so constantly enjoyed that we are prone to forget the source from which they come, others have been added, which are of so extraordinary a nature, that they cannot fail to penetrate and soften even the heart which is habitually insensible to the ever watchful providence of Almighty God. In the midst of a civil war of unequalled magnitude and severity, which has sometimes seemed to foreign States to invite and to provoke their aggression, peace has been preserved with all nations, order has been maintained, the laws have been respected and obeyed, and harmony has prevailed everywhere except in the theatre of military conflict; while that theatre has been greatly contracted by the advancing armies and navies of the Union. Needful diversions of wealth and of strength from the fields of peaceful industry to the national defence, have not arrested the plough, the shuttle or the ship; the axe has enlarged the borders of our settlements, and the mines, as well of iron and coal as of the precious metals, have yielded even more abundantly than heretofore. Population has steadily increased, notwithstanding the waste that has been made in the camp, the siege and the battle-field; and the country, rejoicing in the consciousness of augmented strength and vigor, is permitted to expect continuance of years with large increase of freedom. No human counsel hath devised nor hath any mortal hand worked out these great things. They are the gracious gifts of the Most High God, who, while dealing with us in anger for our sins, hath nevertheless remembered mercy. It has seemed to me fit and proper that they should be solemnly, reverently and gratefully acknowledged as with one heart and one voice by the whole American People. I do therefore invite my fellow citizens in every part of the United States, and also those who are at sea and those who are sojourning in foreign lands, to set apart and observe the last Thursday of November next, as a day of Thanksgiving and Praise to our beneficent Father who dwelleth in the Heavens. And I recommend to them that while offering up the ascriptions justly due to Him for such singular deliverances and blessings, they do also, with humble penitence for our national perverseness and disobedience, commend to His tender care all those who have become widows, orphans, mourners or sufferers in the lamentable civil strife in which we are unavoidably engaged, and fervently implore the interposition of the Almighty Hand to heal the wounds of the nation and to restore it as soon as may be consistent with the Divine purposes to the full enjoyment of peace, harmony, tranquillity and Union.

In testimony whereof, I have hereunto set my hand and caused the Seal of the United States to be affixed.

Done at the City of Washington, this Third day of October, in the year of our Lord one thousand eight hundred and sixty-three, and of the Independence of the United States the Eighty-eighth.

By the President: Abraham Lincoln

William H. Seward,
Secretary of State

Successful Authors

A sign posted on the door of a library conveys they’re looking for successful authors to take part in an event.

“The pay is rotten, but the readers aren’t so bad.”

Authors in our CleanWIP Facebook group for authors and other artists who prefer the clean end of the spectrum were quick to respond when we asked their thoughts on this. “How do you measure success as an author?”

Arthur Daigle – If you want to be rich, become a banker. If you want to be popular, be an athlete. I seek neither. My goal when I first published was to help people at their lowest and make them laugh, make the world look a little better and brighter. I knew the competition was fierce in the publishing industry and many people just don’t read (I blame the books English teachers assign in school), so getting rich was a long shot.
But I’ve heard back from readers who have not only enjoyed my books but found them greatly helpful. I heard from a sick man recovering from surgery who laughed when he read my books. I heard of a young boy whose parents were divorcing, and he calmed down reading my books. A woman I know read a chapter a night to her two young sons, and every night they begged for another chapter.
To me this is success. If I can make the world just a little happier then I did my job.

Scott R. Rezer – It’s not dollars or fame. Success for me is whether I am happy writing. It’s the freedom as an indie author to write and do as I please, without deadlines and hassles or the constant stress of trying to please someone, whether reader or editor or publisher or my bank account. I only have to please me. That, for me, is success. To enjoy doing something I love whether a million people read my work or no one does.

Laurean Brooks – My greatest joy comes from learning that readers enjoyed my book–whether by telling me personally, email, Messenger, or through good reviews. My goal is to entertain and inspire readers, and let them know whatever they are going through is not hopeless. That they can laugh, in spite of it. I want my readers to chuckle, rejoice, become a little upset at times, and also cry. If I can keep them on a roller coaster ride that makes them want to hang with it, I’ve done my job. And as a last note: If I was well-fixed financially, I’d gladly give my books away to those who would appreciate them.

Debbie Brown – Define successful…
You wrote a book, that’s a success in itself.
You published it! Kudos.
People you haven’t begged, bribed or guilted into it have actually read your work. SCORE!
Wait… most of them said they truly enjoyed it?!
I’m out… too much to handle on an emotional level… so don’t you dare tell me you’ve written more than one.

Jessica L. Elliott – I measure my success by the reactions of my readers. Their messages of encouragement and appreciation are worth more than any salary. That said, I do like to make sure I’m staying in the black.

Charmain Zimmerman Brackett – I measure my success in the emails I receive or reviews such as this one.

“You start reading the Grace Mystery Series for the mystery and you continue reading them for the personal touch, real life issues being brought to light, and the sense of healing it brings to the reader. Loved it!” ~ Amazon reviewer on Murder Takes a Bow

Other reviews for different books I’ve written have said similar things. To me? It’s about touching people. Did I impact them? Did I make a difference? My words touch people’s lives. That’s what matters to me.

M. L. Farb – Success as an author is bringing light and joy into someone else life. I love it when a reader says they couldn’t put the book down. But I love it even more when a reader says “It’s a book that has lingered after reading” or “Surprisingly relevant to troubles of today.”

Katy Huth Jones – I used to measure success by how much money I made (when I made it writing nonfiction) but nothing can compare with touching lives and sharing encouragement with others going through dire struggles. This is “fan art” a former student with a traumatic brain injury sent me after reading my book as part of his therapy to relearn how to read. He wrote in calligraphy the first page of Mercy’s Prince with medieval illuminations even, and before his injury he was not artistic at all!

Lea Carter – It’s difficult to measure success when there are so few metrics: sales; works completed; reviews. I try to incorporate all of them because I’d starve emotionally if I had to wait for sales or reviews by themselves.

Joanna McKethan – I remember at camp telling scary stories at night to my cabin mates, and the feeling of power I had when they shuddered and pulled up the covers and looked really scared. “I’m on the first step, I want my toe!” And my editor told me I had her looking over her shoulder. And in my latest book, reviewers were saying you’ll pull for this unlikely pair to get married. That’s success to me. Success to multiply and repeat. It’s addictive.

Keith D Guernsey – I judge by critical acclaim (reviews and ratings).

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Successful author Frank Luke shares the following related anecdote.

Robert Bloch was the guest of honor at a roast. When given the opportunity to roast himself, he said, “I grew up in the great depression. Upon graduation, my father told me I had to either get a job or starve. I decided to combine the two by becoming a writer.”

Food

Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Food. [More info]

Photo by Joseph Gonzalez

“For we brought nothing into this world, and it is certain we can carry nothing out. And having food and raiment let us be therewith content.” ~ from 1 Timothy, KJV

Bake

Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Bake. [More info]

Photo by congerdesign

“The thing with children is they’re a bit like baking a fruitcake: you throw all the ingredients in but you never know how they’re going to turn out.” ~ Len Goodman

Roast

Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Roast. [More info]

Photo by Mike Kenneally

The word search puzzle below contains the word roast fifty times. You’ll need to look every which way to find them all.

Gather

Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Gather. [More info]

Photo by Jan Meeus.

I’ve been lucky enough that I can gather all sorts of experiences and find inspiration by traveling around and by spending time with people I admire. ~ Bonnie Raitt

Relaxed Friday 7

It’s Friday! Here’s the scoop on #CleanWIP Relaxed Fridays.

One Small Scrap

By Earl Chinnici

Some stories are sure painful to tell. Millions of people in this world need to hear this though. Quitting cigarettes doesn’t have to be a nightmare.

Cathy and I had known each other approximately seven years, yet never met in person. Now this was the week of her birthday and since I had little money, I decided to give my dear friend a glimpse into my world through the lens of a built-in camera on a miniature laptop computer. I was clueless at the time, but my world was about to drastically change.

I phoned her mid-morning and wished her a happy birthday. She seemed genuinely delighted, as I told her of my intended gift and shared the information that she’d need to connect. When she started receiving video, her voice echoed her excitement even more. I began a thorough tour of my home and yard.

We were having so much fun. In fact, we enjoyed nearly an hour together before our schedules demanded we hang up the phone and get busy. Before we said goodbye, I told her I’d carry the laptop with me everywhere throughout the day so she could occasionally glance over at her computer and watch me. I knew she’d likely see me work at the computer, play with my cats, cook and eat lunch, wash dishes, fold clothes, and check the mail. It was not easy to discern who was more excited, actually.

That evening, as we once again talked on the phone, I continued to move the laptop around with me and that’s when it happened. There I was, standing in front of a mirror that rested on a large hardwood dresser in my bedroom, when Cathy said, “Baby… maybe you should move those things away from you.” Although her tone was gentle, she clearly warned me of a danger I did not immediately recognize.

Since I didn’t see anything unusual on the dresser, I turned and scanned the remainder of the room for any sign of a threat. This might seem a bit melodramatic, but several hairs on both of my arms tingled as I searched for these mysterious things. It soon became obvious that I didn’t understand so I inquired, “Move what things away from me?”

Her reply was also soft-spoken. In hindsight, I realize she chose her words carefully so her suggestion would have the greatest impact possible without causing me to feel pressured. She gently said, “Please don’t think that I’m trying to tell you what to do. It’s your life and you can of course, do what you want to with it. This is just a suggestion. You might want to consider moving those cigarettes away from you.”

I was speechless many moments as I considered her words. I was thirteen years old when I started smoking on a regular basis. I’d smoked for nearly thirty years! How could moving my cigarettes change anything? There was no way I could hide them from myself.

I think she must have sensed my confusion. Cathy continued, “You spend a lot of your time each day in your office. Perhaps you could keep your cigarettes in your bedroom and when you feel as if you want one, you could get up and go get one or two. You might find that by doing so, you might just wait a few more minutes after you finish a cigarette before you light up another one. You might even smoke one or two fewer cigarettes over the course of a day by doing this.”

I sighed. Strange it took years for me to recall the sigh, because it is so vivid now—as though it just happened. I knew she was right and there were numerous reasons I should at least try this. I saw a pen and a used envelope on the dresser and decided to start immediately. Asking Cathy to hold for a moment, I tore a scrap of paper from the envelope, wrote those first ten words of her suggestion upon it, and echoed them aloud as I wrote. “Baby… maybe you should move those things away from you.” I then tucked it away in a drawer for safekeeping. This marked the dawn of my career as an author and the sunset of my cigarette addiction.

This seemingly minor change caused me to look more closely at my habit and addiction than ever before. I quickly instituted some great changes in my life and three months later, I again took to the pen and paper after my mom suggested I write the time of day each time I smoke.

Though slowly at first, more words began to flow from my highly poisoned mind as I gradually opened my smoke-filled eyes and took a long, hard, look at my addiction. The first paragraph I would eventually publish came to me on the fourth day of writing time entries. Other than my enthusiasm about removing some ashtrays from my home, I don’t know why I deviated from the time entries and wrote it. Laugh if you want to, but I wrote it with passion on another scrap of paper.

I have been smoking mostly outside for a while now. Sometime during the day today, I removed all but three ashtrays from my home. I washed eight ashtrays outside under a water hose and left them in the shed for my next yard sale!

When I showed my scribbled time entries and this paragraph to another friend, she presented me with a blank composition book and a package of pens. My canvas expanded exponentially and I began to write.

After I stared into its hideous face, I overcame this awful addiction in just twenty-four days and then continued to write and design my first book, “Maybe You Should Move Those Away From You,” for more than two and a half years. I self-published it as an ebook in January of 2014 and I’m now attempting my first fictitious masterpiece as well as several nonfiction books, including a memoir titled 50 Close Calls.

If you are one of the millions of people currently addicted to tobacco cigarettes, I hope you will also consider Cathy’s suggestion. Please don’t feel as if I’m trying to tell you what to do. It is your life and you can pretty much do whatever you want to with it, but maybe now is the best time to move those deadly poisons away from you.

Many of you are likely wondering about the chaotic nature of the photo attached to this article, but that’s another story entirely that will be included in 50 Close Calls. That was my bedroom and the composition book in the drawer is my first manuscript. I was elated to find it intact. So many other aspects of this story have since turned tragic. It’s still a great day to not smoke a cigarette.

Quit

Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Quit. [More info]

Photo by Ben Allen

Anonymous Book Club

The anonymous book club of… well… we don’t know where… is a fantastical group of readers, but they’re also one of the most indecisive groups around. They called last week—from a restricted, untraceable number—and told us they always have a hard time deciding which book to read next.
We told them about all the great authors we’ve met who prefer the clean end of the spectrum. They were intrigued, but still couldn’t decide which author to choose—or which book.
So we enlisted the help of the authors and asked them to recommend one of their books and briefly explain why the book club should choose it.

Laurean Brooks – Not What He Ordered is the book for you if you are attracted to the Alpha-male who protects his lady at all costs. NWHO is a Western mail order bride story set in 1880s Texas and includes accidental deception, secrets, misunderstandings, romance, and intrigue. It also contains an account of a historical conflict over the county seat that took place in Buffalo Gap, Texas. NWHO includes both laughter, wit, and tears. Its characters are lovable, interesting–sometimes humorous –but real and flawed. One reviewer writes, “I couldn’t put the book down, so my husband had cornflakes for supper.” (A great Christmas gift for a historical romance fan.)

Arthur Daigle – William Bradshaw King of the Goblins is a blend of fantasy and comedy suitable for all ages. Watch William Bradshaw, king to all goblins, try desperately to escape his job! Cheer Will on as he faces knights and archers, a fire breathing dragon with marital problems, and a human king with the IQ of a potato, and not the good kind of potato! Join the chaos and mayhem in Will Bradshaw’s first of many adventures in William Bradshaw, King of the Goblins!

Linda Ellen – Oh, you’re gonna love my book Sweet Love at Honey Landing, because not only did it just win an award for the best historical fiction novel of 2019, but it has something for everyone. It’s an 1870 mail order bride story, but with a twist. It’s western, yet not too far west, as it takes place in Louisville, KY. The heroine is a war widow with a five year old daughter, traveling to Kansas to marry with a hotel owner, but on the way the steamboat she’s traveling on has major problems right in front of our heroes river front farm/steamboat landing. If you love stories with an awesome hero, amazing chemistry, wonderful location based on a real place, great side characters, mystery, surprises, bad guys who get what’s coming to them, laughter, tears, the awe factor, and a super memorable HEA, then this is the story for you. It’s packed with history and little known facts. One reviewer wrote “After the first few pages I knew this book was going to be good, by the end I knew I had found one of my favorite books of all time!” Sweet Love at Honey Landing: A Mail Order Bride Story – with a Twist! (Maple Heights Series Book 1

Danielle Thorne – (On A Pirate at Pembroke): I’d propose this historical romance to a book club because it deals with family, heartache, overcoming obstacles, social themes (like gossip and advancement), learning to think for oneself, and of course, love.

Irene Onorato – When the stability of Tanzy’s no-kill dog shelter is threatened by proposed new zoning laws, will her budding romance with the new guy in town prove to be a help or hindrance in saving it.
 Thanksgiving at Canine Corral – Real life struggles, bonds of friendship, and squeaky-clean romance.

Scott R. Rezer – (On Shadow of the Mountain: A Novel of the Flood): So why should you read my Biblical novel? Let a Historical Novel Society reviewer explain: “…a version of the Noah story from the Old Testament that is both richly imagined and radically different from anything readers are likely to have read before… well-done political intrigue, vexing questions of faith, and a deep and challenging portrait of Noah himself. The action builds slowly and expertly as the unthinkable disaster of the Flood looms closer and closer, and Rezer’s so skilful at infusing his entirely human stories with drama that most readers will likely start to think of the forty days and forty nights of rain as something of an anti-climax.”

Keith D Guernsey – (On Overcoming the Odds: This is my story of triumphs over cancer, life-threatening brain surgery – twice and obesity!): Our readers tell us it is a very inspirational story!

Jessica Marie Holt – (On Reluctantly Yours): This is a fresh and funny spin on your typical matchmaker romance. It’s fast-paced, witty, and has vivid, fun characters, including two meddlesome, but lovable granny best friends who steal the show. Also, cats, nosy neighbors, and pie.

M. L. Farb – Looking for an adventure you’ll never forget? Then check out The King’s Trial.
“Farb has created story line, character development, humor, plot twists, incredible prose, and deep truths that are all phenomenal, making this book stand out on my shelf.” – Amazon review

Jessica L. Elliott – Since Thanksgiving is just around the corner, I would recommend Bless His Heart, a stand-alone novella in the Blessings of Love series. A matchmaking grandma, a cynical big city boy, and a sassy small town girl discover how blessed they truly are. Bless His Heart is full of tender moments and laugh out loud humor.

Prepare

Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Prepare. [More info]

Featured photo is an altered copy of a photo by Andy Chilton, cropped to compliment this article.

“Give me six hours to chop down a tree and I will spend the first four sharpening the axe.” ~ Abraham Lincoln

Money

Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Money. [More info]

Today’s featured photo is from Maybe You Should Move Those Away From You, the story of CleanWIP Magazine founder Earl Chinnici’s journey to quit smoking tobacco cigarettes and become an author. To help encourage those joining the Great American Smokeout this year, you can add the ebook to your library free through Thursday and learn the story behind the change.

The word search puzzle below contains penny, nickel, dime, and quarter ten times each. Have fun!

Family

Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Family. [More info]

Photo by Helga Kattinger

Health

Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Health. [More info]

Photo from PublicDomainPictures on Pixabay

“Your true friends, people who truly love you, will always want you to be healthy.” ~ Earl Chinnici, Maybe You Should Move Those Away From You

To help encourage those joining the American Cancer Society’s Great American Smokeout Thursday, November 21, Maybe You Should Move Those Away From You is set as a free book deal today through Thursday. (Availability is based on Pacific Time.)

Relaxed Friday 6

It’s Friday! Here’s the scoop on #CleanWIP Relaxed Fridays.

We’re kicking off the party with a fun excerpt from Arthur Daigle‘s William Bradshaw and Urban Problems.

“I got him! I got the long eared thieving bunny!” the goblin shouted triumphantly while dancing around in a circle.
“Hold on,” Will began, but the goblin was too taken with his victory to notice.
“He thought he’d ruin the boss’ garden, but I showed him!”
“What’s this about?” Domo asked.
Feeling faintly embarrassed, Will said, “An animal got in my garden last month and did some damage. When the warrior goblins found out they assigned guards to watch over it, which would be a really nice gesture if they didn’t keep attacking innocent animals and salesmen.”
“Animals are guilty until proven innocent!” the warrior goblin shouted. “And even then they’re guilty!”
“The rabbit wasn’t anywhere near my garden,” Will told him.
“He was thinking about it!” The goblin poked the rabbit in the belly. “You were conspiring! Confess!”
Will said, “Just take it a few miles away and let it go.”
The warrior poked the rabbit again before he marched into the woods. “The King’s going easy on you, but this is still going on your record! You have the right to remain silent! Anything you say will be ignored or misinterpreted!”

We hope you enjoy the following breakfast teaser from the first chapter of Linda Ellen‘s award winning historical romance, Sweet Love at Honey Landing: A Mail Order Bride Story – with a Twist! (Maple Heights Series Book 1). Since we’re jumping in mid-conversation, it might be helpful to note that Noah is already sporting a milk mustache when we begin eavesdropping. We haven’t read the entire book, but based on the title of the book and the happenings in the first chapter, we strongly suspect a wedding will ensue before the end of the third book.

Harvest Ball

By M. L. Farb

(Photo credit: Allef Vinicius)

I started writing poetry in college, when I took a one-week graduate-level poetry course. I ate, drank, and slept poetry. It seeped into my blood and still pumps through me, impacting all my writing.

My favorite lesson from the poetry course was: Poetry is a snapshot of life. Capture the senses and emotions of a moment.

The following poem is still a work in progress, capturing a moment in my early-married life.

Harvest Ball

New parents with six-week-old baby in tow,
we trudge through snow to the harvest ball.

Exhaustion from baby nursing nights
and intense school days
melts under music.

We jive and spin to the
rich brass call of Sing, Sing, Sing.

I float in his arms as we
trace the steps of Strauss’ Vienna Waltz.

We laugh our way through fast songs.
He has natural rhythm and style.
I follow in stumbling imitation.
Walk like an Egyptian and Cotton Eye Joe

I lay my head on his shoulder
to the gentle swaying of Lady in Red.

Our baby watches from her car seat,
then begs to join.
We dance, her nestled between us,
until she falls asleep.

A limbo line starts.
I try my luck and startle to find that
pregnancy limbered my joints.
I skim under the stick at waist height.
He cheers me on.

We return to our dancing.
Two become one in music and movement.

Hours later we return home,
the dance making our steps light over snow
and our hearts ready for the coming struggles.

Connect with the author: M. L. Farb

Website/Blog: https://mlfarbauthor.wordpress.com
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/MLFarbAuthor
Twitter: https://twitter.com/FarbMl
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/M-L-Farb/e/B07TKYDNHD

CleanWIP Magazine has obtained from the author non-exclusive right to publish or republish this content. The author retains copyright.

Determination

Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Determination. [More info]

“A determined person will do more with a pen and paper, than a lazy person will accomplish with a personal computer.” ~ Catherine Pulsifer

STS 61-A launch photo is by NASA

Character Dinner Date

There was much talk this week among authors who prefer the clean end of the spectrum that CleanWIP Magazine was planning to arrange an elaborate, all expenses paid, dinner for each of them and a character from a work-in-progress or a published book. They only had to answer the question “Who would you choose and why?”

Well… the bad news is this was only a rumor. On the bright side, the responses were quite fun.

Photo by Ishan @seefromthesky on Unsplash

Lea Carter – It would have to be Lady/Doctor Cassidy, because we need to talk. Her fickle behavior is driving me crazy! If she loves that man, she needs to tell me so I can quit writing them in circles.
Don’t worry about the fancy dinner, actually. Give us the ingredients and we can prep while we talk, it’ll give us something to do with our hands, lol.

(You can meet Doctor Cassidy Clark in Heartwood, book 7 of the Silver Sagas series.)

Arthur Daigle – William Bradshaw King of the Goblins needs, nay, deserves this opportunity. He spends all his time surrounded by goblins, small, stupid, mildly crazy and exceedingly dirty goblins who set traps for fun. Getting away from them for a few hours is an act of charity whether there is food involved or not.

(Will’s most recent appearance is in William Bradshaw and Urban Problems, the fifth book in the Will Bradshaw series.)

Ruth O’Neil – The character from my WIP that I would love to have dinner with is Abby (With Every Breath). She’s turning out to be a real brat. If I met with her, we could have a good chat and maybe I’d smack her upside the head in hopes of knocking some sense into her.

Irene Onorato – I’d have to bring hubby, of course, but I’d have dinner with Brandon, the male lead in my WIP. He’s a young preacher who finds that the church for which he’d accepted a pastorate has NO congregation.
His quest to get to know the community better leads him to live (voluntarily) among the homeless in “tent city,” at a local park for two weeks. I’d like to pick his brain about his experiences.

Jessica L. Elliott – This is such a hard question because I truly love all of my characters. But, right now I’d probably want to have dinner with Craig Fitzgibbon, the male lead in my current WIP. One, any man who can dress as Gandalf in order to keep his identity secret at a high school dance is awesome, and I should apologize for his grandfather being so pushy.

Laurean Brooks –  Austin Brady, the hero in my book, “Journey To Forgiveness” set in 1938 Chicago, is a character I fell in love with. He’s a charmer and a prankster, but make no buts about it, Austin loves Jenny Largent to the moon, even though she suspects he’s stolen money from the mission fund box. He will protect Jenny no matter what. I would love to pick Austin’s brain—if I could get him to act serious long enough.

Margaret Skea – I would bring Katharina Luther – she worked so hard feeding so many other folk – apparently got up every day at 4.00am to start her daily chores that giving her a lovely meal would be a treat for her.

(You can meet Katharina Luther in Katharina: Deliverance, which is set in sixteenth century Germany.)

Honor

Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Honor. [More info]

“Fellow citizens, we cannot escape history. We, of this Congress and this administration, will be remembered in spite of ourselves. No personal significance, or insignificance, can spare one or another of us. The fiery trial through which we pass will light us down in honor or dishonor, to the latest generation.”~ Abraham Lincoln

Photo by Dennis Larsen from Pixabay

Brave

Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Brave. [More info]

Photo by Gidon Pico from Pixabay

“I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear.” ~ Nelson Mandela

Veteran

Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Veteran. [More info]

“The soldier above all others prays for peace, for it is the soldier who must suffer and bear the deepest wounds and scars of war.” ~ Douglas MacArthur

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Debbie Brown – We had our parade yesterday, in the cold and snow. As 2nd in command, replacing my CO, I had the honor of bringing a wreath to the monument. Our time spent shivering doesn’t compare to what our veterans endured, but we can show appreciation for what their sacrifices gave us. We should be grateful and take a moment to show it.

Laurean Brooks – I don’t have the word “Veteran” in my WIP, but my dad served in WWII, stationed in Guam, and my two brothers and a sister were in the service (two in the Air Force, one in the Navy), during the Vietnam era. I would like to honor them today for their work and sacrifices.

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Service

Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Service. [More info]

“The best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others.” ~ Mahatma Gandhi

Photo by Spencer Imbrock on Unsplash (slightly altered for this article)

Coming up this Monday. Honor them all weekend and beyond.

Posted by Steve Mathisen on Saturday, November 9, 2019

Relaxed Friday 5

It’s Friday! Here’s the scoop on #CleanWIP Relaxed Fridays.

Blue

Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Blue. [More info]

“To write a love song that might be able to make it on the radio, that is something that is terrifying to me. But I can definitely write a song about that chair over there. That I can do, but to sit and write a pop song out of the clear blue sky, that is very difficult and I admire the people that can do it.” ~ Barry Manilow

This is a really sad song.

Dry Spells

Whether you call the phenomenon writer’s block or a dry spell, it seems most writers sometimes experience times when the creative juices are not flowing. We asked authors who write on the clean end of the spectrum “How do you overcome a dry spell and get inspired to write again?”

Charmain Zimmerman Brackett – I don’t know what a dry spell is. My path is different. I’ve worked for a newspaper for 32 years. I write something nearly every day. So if I don’t, I don’t have a job; I don’t eat and I don’t pay my bills.
I also have about five WIP. Some will never see publication. It’s easier to write when you are always writing. If I take a couple of days off, I feel rusty. It’s hard to get things churning again. Write, write, write.

Lea Carter –  I went through an autobiography reading phase in high school and picked up this bit of wisdom: when you reach a problem you can’t solve, find something that will make you laugh. It may take a few tries, but that’s worked for me for a long time.

Ruth O’Neil – I think all writers have dry spells from time to time. I do. Whenever I get away from writing, I can’t stay away for long. If I’m in a dry spell, I purposely do other things. Maybe catch up on house work, tackle those big projects I’ve been wanting to, among other things. During dry spells, I try to keep busy, but not think about writing. It’s usually when I’m not thinking about it that a new idea pops into my head and from there, inspiration.

Arthur Daigle – When I can’t write, I go for a walk around the neighborhood. I go alone and bring nothing distracting like a cell phone. It’s just me and a plastic bag to pick up recyclables. Weather permitting, I take these walks daily and go for 40-60 minutes. I find this time alone helps my mind wander and come up with new ideas for my books.

Laurean Brooks – I When I’m stuck, someone will ask me what I’m working on. When I start telling them the story, it revs me up again. And sometimes that person offers a suggestion that gives me a different perspective, and I’m off again.

Debbie Brown – I go back and read some part before I got stuck… but I read it as a reader, allowing myself to climb into the story, and that has a way of creating momentum. If I look at it in a critical way, it makes it even harder to move on with it.
If it’s a new story that I haven’t really started, I’ll play out which ever scene I’ve got from the POV of each person in the scene hoping it sparks movement.

Frank Luke – I’m just coming out of a dry spell myself. It’s been a month of writing nonfiction, and the times I had to write fiction just moved like molasses. What I am doing to get out of it is looking over the WIP and seeing why I’m dry. Usually, it means there is a flaw that I can’t see or won’t see. For example, I had a scene in HIGH FRONTIER where a certain event happened. It’s how it was planned from the very first. However, once I wrote it, I couldn’t go further. The urge to write the story was gone. Oh, I could work on scenes set before it. I could work on later scenes that never referenced the events, but anything that depended on this crucial event would not come (and it would change the main character’s life). Finally, I started reworking the scenes related to the event and changed the event to the opposite outcome. Words coming.
Another thing I do when dry is look over the characters. If I need to write a scene with a certain character and it won’t come, it’s usually because I don’t have a good mental hold on the character.

Jessica Marie Holt – I don’t know that I have dry spells creatively. But I do come across plot problems I can’t seem to solve, and I write in order, so I tend to become paralyzed until I solve them. If I have the time, I back off the work for a while and hand the problem over to my subconscious mind. It works on it in the background, and then hits me with an answer like a lightning bolt when I’m driving, or in the shower, or vacuuming the carpet.
If I don’t have the time to wait, I find a trusted sounding board (someone who has good ideas and is good at troubleshooting and spitballing) and talk through the issue. Usually that person is my husband, but I also have go-to writer friends who are kind enough to listen and help. It really works wonders just to talk out the plot with someone. And, I always return the favor.
I would also add that it’s important to not panic, and not freeze up, because you aren’t going to be open to inspiration that way, and that’s what you need most. So, relax, hand it over to your subconscious, and do inspiring things. Walk in nature, listen to music, go to a play, read about history. Keep your hands busy with repetitive tasks, because that frees up your mind. Then, as you’re going about your day, the tap will suddenly turn back on again.

Jessica L. Elliott – It depends on the dry spell. If it’s with my particular focus project, I stop writing and read everything I’ve written to get an idea of why I’m blocked. Usually in doing so, I find a plot hole or just a section I’m not thrilled with. So I’ll mull over it until I figure out that problem and then I’m usually able to get a good flow going again. And if I can’t figure it out, I switch to a different project for a while.
If I’m unmotivated to write anything at all, I choose one of my other creative hobbies for a few days. I draw, paint, and do a variety of crafts. Sometimes stretching different creative muscles really helps me get back into writing easier. I like to create character sketches or landscape drawings that relate to the writing I want to do. Sometimes just having that visual helps me get back on track.

Joanna A. McKethan
1.Stop Straining.
2.Stretch.
3.Walk to the window or door. Observe.
4.Work on a re-edit. Yes, again. Allow new thoughts to break through.
5.Switch to a more visual art for an hour.
7.Rabbit Trail. Turn loose the rabbit. In a few minutes, turn the dog loose to chase him.
8.Indulge your fantasies.
9.Re-engage in a conversation you didn’t feel was finished.
10.Get rid of obvious research by working it into character viewpoint better, like making it less clear, perhaps.
11.Make up a thoroughly annoying character.

Borrow

Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Borrow. [More info]

Photo by bernswaelz from Pixabay.

“Never spend your money before you have earned it.” ~ Thomas Jefferson

New

Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is New. [More info]

“All my life through, the new sights of Nature made me rejoice like a child.” ~ Marie Curie

Close Calls of the Past

(Eighty Drops of Rain)
By Earl Chinnici

Beautiful dawn…
amazing reds…
I pray silently
thankful to see this day
Close calls of the past
warn me destruction draws near.

Outwardly brave…
inwardly weak…
this war in my mind,
threatens my sanity.
Close calls of the past
remind me I must trust.

Distant rumbles
drawing closer;
eighty drops of rain
hit a torn metal roof.
Close calls of the past
feed anxiety today.

Flashes of light
each time brighter;
moments between them
darker than day should be.
Close calls of the past
feed the fears within me.

An eerie calm…
strong gusts of wind…
seems they’re taking turns.
I pray there is more calm.
Close calls of the past
remind me to stay down.

Relentless rain…
pulses of light…
I ask forgiveness
and that I overcome.
Close calls of the past
feed today’s revival.

Deafening now…
my home trembles.
The breath escapes me.
Old trees slammed to the ground.
Close calls of the past
feed the terror within

Incessant prayers…
my soul trembles;
powerless I am.
Without HIM, I am naught.
Close calls of the past
remind me of HIS grace.

Suddenly deaf…
no… loud ringing…
turmoil around me,
but there’s now calm within.
Close calls of the past
remind me I am HIS.

Thankfully, HIS…
the great I AM.
I give thanks again—
for all of life’s moments.
Close calls of the past
feed me every day.

Old

Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Old. [More info]

That old law about ‘an eye for an eye’ leaves everybody blind. The time is always right to do the right thing. ~ Martin Luther King, Jr.

Something

Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Something. [More info]

“To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.” ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

CleanWIP Magazine has something special to share. Our Limited Liability Corporation (LLC) information package arrived in the mail yesterday. Our name is confirmed: CLEANWIP MAGAZINE LLC. We filed the necessary forms online and it was impossible to convey the importance of mixed capitalization in our name. Mail carriers will surely wonder if somebody accidentally excluded a vowel and it should be CLEANWIPE. We hope they will consider whether there is any real need for a magazine about clean wipes though. Perhaps we can enlist your help teaching everyone WIP means work-in-progress or, in plural form, works-in-progress and that CleanWIP Magazine is focused on those WIP that lean clean. Thanks in advance. ~ CleanWIP Magazine

Relaxed Friday 4

It’s Friday! Here’s the scoop on #CleanWIP Relaxed Fridays.

Today is officially the beginning of NaNoWriMo, when hundreds of thousands of writers (or more) begin work on a new novel. That’s a lot of new works-in-progress and we’re excited.