Dear Debra Kristi – A “Dear John” Letter From Thor

Dear Debra Kristi – A “Dear John” Letter From Thor

My dearest Debra Kristi,

Oh how I miss you … let me count the ways. I miss your wonderful smile and the bubbling joy of your laughter.

Sept 6:
I am miserable without you but have arrived safely in England for my visit with CC MacKenzie. Let me tell you a little bit about that sod CC. To ease my heartache, I called her Mum, but instead of cuddling me to her breast, she told me to man-up, then forced me to pose in her greenery. You know how plants make my eyes water and my nose run. I miss your care, dearest Debra. May I call you Mum when I return home?

Oct 1:
After a long lonely journey across the vast ocean, I have reached the shores of Canada and entered Lisa Hall-Wilson’s domain where I’m fighting for my life…and my dignity. Remember the days when you tickled my tummy and called me “your boy”? Oh Mommy, dearest Debra, when will this torture stop so I can come home?

Oct 8:
From the Great Lakes to the Prairies, I’ve arrived at my next destination in time for the Canadian Thanksgiving weekend. Unfortunately, I’m stuck in a post office bin, freezing my tushie off. <sob> I’m so lonely for your arms!

Oct 9:
Am finally at the Seabrook residence. No doubt, you weep for my safe return. Serves you right! I’m sucking it up, being your brave boy and dreaming of the day when I’m once again nestled in your arms. Sheila took me to town where we got massages. Separate rooms, of course.  Even though I’m mad at you, I would never cheat on you, my dearest Debra. Goodnight, my love. Dream of me and I will dream of you. {photo deleted}

Oct 10:
My heart still aches for your smile, my dearest Debra, but this morning I woke muchly refreshed and decided I may never speak to you again. Next trip, you’re packing your bags and I’m staying home. Sheila introduced me to my new neighbors whom I’ve nicknamed Babs 1, 2, and 3. While the fireplace warmed my feet, the three Babs read me Sheila’s latest release Wedding Fever, a spellbinding tale of lost love, buried treasure, and a ghost that will steal your heart. Best story ever!

Oct 11:
Today, I wiped you from my mind and spent a lovely morning writing in quiet solitude with my new BFF Sheila, then headed out to visit with her mother who, incidentally, let me call her Mum (take that CC MacKenzie!). Mum served me milk and cookies and called me HER boy. I may never leave…

Oct 12:
Today Sheila showed me her rock quarry, in case I wanted to wield Thor’s hammer, but seeing as how it’s a wee bit nippy out there, I chose to stay inside and spend my time with Babs 1, 2, and 3. I’ve made the decision to extend my stay at the Seabrook residence, maybe indefinitely. Not that you’ll even notice I’m gone.

Oct 13:
Just time to dash off a quick note. Dear Debra Kristi, I’m in heaven and am writing to tell you that I’m moving on. Please pack my things and send them to the Seabrook residence (address enclosed). Sheila has promised to make me feel like one of the family. I’m in love!

Oct 14:
We had brussel sprouts for supper tonight, Debra. You know how I hate those green things. It’s like I’m eating feet…

Oct 15:
The men here are sissies. Apparently I’m expected to wield the vacuum with the same finesse I wield my hammer.

Oct 16:
My dearest, darling, beloved Debra … Please forgive my peevish attitude of these last few weeks and take me back.

Oct 17:
The honeymoon is over. Last night, I escaped the Seabrook house and made it as far as the corner post office. Although my box is securely taped shut, I live in constant fear that crazy Seabrook bitch will discover my betrayal and force me back home to wash her floors and dust her cobwebs. I live for the day when you and I are finally reunited.

P.S. Have I told you how much I love you? And I promise not to call you Mommy … ever!

P.P.S. I’m digging through the post office mail, searching for a U.S. stamp so I can mail myself home. I’m about to commit a felony, all in the name of our love. If I get caught, please promise you’ll come visit me in jail. Sheila will certainly give you directions.

P.P.P.S. Unable to locate the proper postage, I’m resigned to continue my journey to the western coast of Canada. But first I must hide the evidence of my betrayal. I have burned this letter along with all the other letters in the post office. I’m unharmed, thanks to my protective shield.

P.P.P.P.S. As you can see, I really didn’t burn the letter. I’m saving it in case I change my mind. For now, the mailman has arrived and saved me. North Saanich, here I come…

Your loving he-man, Thor

 

On the road again … Diane Capri reveals!

On the road again … Diane Capri reveals!

After a weekend of Thanksgiving, surrounded by family and turkey and pumpkin pie, I’m ready to get back to work today. Well, I might need to walk the pie and turkey gravy off first, but I’m itching to get my fingers on the keyboard so the words can flow from my brain onto the screen.

While I was away from the computer, I found some quiet time to think about the work-in-progress. The characters and plot are humming along and when I close my eyes, I can see them as clearly as if they were living right next door to me. Gosh, when I finally finish the revisions and hand this book over to the world, I’m going to miss these people so much.

Today you’ll find me on the road, guest posting at Diane Capri’s Licensed to Thrill site. Diane hosts a wonderful segment on the authors she knows and loves so be sure to check out Diane Capri Reveals and and read her interview with me. 🙂

Break Out Of A Creative Rut & Happy Birthday WANA1011 Class!

Break Out Of A Creative Rut & Happy Birthday WANA1011 Class!

This post started out very simply. After a month long Write-A-Thin challenge with the RWA Women’s Fiction chapter, I ran across an interesting infographic from copyblogger.com on creativity and wanted to share it (see below).

Then I discovered that today the WANA1011 class is celebrating its one year anniversary. Rachel Funk Heller designed this beautiful commemorative plaque listing the names of all my classmates. So happy birthday to all of my WANA1011 classmates. It’s been a awesome year and it’s been a pleasure getting to know each and every one of you on Facebook, Twitter, and on your blogs.

Finally, this weekend is the Canadian Thanksgiving weekend. I want to wish all the other Canadians reading this post a Happy Thanksgiving. We’ll be eating turkey at my mom’s house and celebrating our family connections. 🙂

So now let’s get back to the creative rut infographic. My favorite part is about separating work and play. What’s your favorite part?

How to Break Out of a Creative Rut
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Every Which Way But Focused

Every Which Way But Focused

Whenever I’m struggling through the work-in-progress, as I am with the midpoint rewrites on Sex, Lies & Family Ties, I get easily sidetracked. So when people started to talk about the movie THE WORDS starring Bradley Cooper, it gave me something besides my WIP to fixate on.

Larry Brooks, author of Story Engineering, the book that taught me about story structure and saved my writing sanity, recently wrote a post about the movie. According to last Sunday’s Storyfix.com post, the movie is about a writer who plagiarizes another writer’s work, then gets caught. Huh? Still, I’m fascinated and will definitely be catching this movie. But probably not till it hits Netflix or the movie channels.

If you want to see more about this movie, you can catch a short trailer here. The official movie trailers are, of course, on YouTube.com.

How about you? Do you plan to watch this movie and if so, will it be in a theater or at home?

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