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GUEST POST FROM SHANESSA GLUHM
Like most authors, I’m often asked, “Where do your book ideas come from?”
As a reader, I’ve been curious where other authors got their famous ideas, so I did some research.
Many of the ideas for Stephen King’s books came to him in dreams, including one of my favorites, Misery. On a flight, King dozed off and had a dream about a popular writer who was kidnapped by a psychotic fan. He woke up, made notes on his cocktail napkin, and started writing Misery that night in his hotel.
Author Suzanne Collins got her idea for The Hunger Games channel surfing one night. On one channel she saw young people competing in a reality TV show, and on another channel footage of the Iraq war. Those two things fused together in her mind, and Katniss Everdeen was born.
J.K. Rowling was stuck on a train when an image of a boy starting wizarding school began to form in her mind. She didn’t have a pen, so she spent the rest of the four hours on the train developing the story of Harry Potter in her mind.
Children’s author Roald Dahl kept idea books from childhood on. I also have a similar book where I keep my ideas, and those ideas come from a variety of places.
The idea of the twist in Enemies of Doves came from my best friend. But the rest of it? Well, I knew I needed to build up to that twist, and I realized the story had to be set in the past or that twist couldn’t work. I knew what I wanted the title to be, so I realized I had to work doves into the plot somehow. And I knew as a theme I wanted to examine the relationship between brothers.
For A River of Crows, the idea struck as I was listening to the radio while driving in Texas with my youngest son. I passed a creek named Crow’s Nest Creek. At that moment, an old Keith Whitley song came on the radio: “I’m Over You”. In my brain, a connection formed between this song and this creek. I imagined a family torn apart by something that happened at Crow’s Nest Creek. Something that left a father and daughter estranged. I knew this father and daughter were huge Keith Whitley fans, and that the father went to prison the day Keith Whitley died. (I had no idea why yet). And even though this song is seemingly about the loss of a romantic relationship, this daughter associated it with the loss of the relationship with her father.
I also remembered a video I’d seen recently about the intelligence of crows and how they can be trained to speak and mimic human voices.
This creek, song, and YouTube video came together to form a story. By the time I pulled into my driveway, I had a basic plot of A River of Crows outlined in my mind.
It should be noted that I also passed a creek called Cannibal Draw on that drive, and thought that too would be a great name for a book. Thankful a story idea didn’t form then because it would be a much different and darker story, wouldn’t it?
Ideas really do come from everywhere— a favorite movie, a nightmare, a newspaper article, our best friend, a childhood memory, an overheard conversation between strangers, people we’ve loved, people we’ve hated, a small creek we pass by, a song on the radio that stirs something inside of us. Ideas present themselves to us every day and all are bubbling with possibility. Pay attention to where your imagination wanders.
But the fact remains, the ideas are the easiest part. Neil Gaiman puts it like this, “The ideas aren’t the hard bit. They’re a small component of the whole. Creating believable people who do more or less what you tell them to is much harder. And hardest by far is the process of simply sitting down and putting one word after another to construct whatever it is you’re trying to build: making it interesting, making it new.”
But that’s a blog for another time.







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Excerpt from Winning Maura’s Heart
By Linda Broday
Maura lifted her chin. “Does the name Lucius Taggart mean anything?”
Calhoun reeled from the shock. “The hangman is your father?”
This answered everything—why they started the orphanage so far from town, Emma’s shorn hair, the reason neither girl had ever married.
“Good Lord!” He ran a hand across his eyes.
“So you see why things are the way they are. Keep your pretty words and compliments and save them for someone with a use for them.”
Calhoun threw his legs over the side of the bed and sat up. “Look here, Maura Taggart. I’m not in the habit of paying lip service. Not with you or anyone. I mean what I say, and I meant every word, every compliment. There’s only one thing keeping me from courting you and it’s not your father.” He gave a snort. “I don’t give two hoots about Lucius Taggart.”
“Others have said the same thing but they all left.” Maura lifted her head, her voice quiet. “Forgive me, but I don’t believe you. I’m too old to play games, Calhoun. I’m smart enough to know that life has passed me by.”
“Only if you let it. You’ll never get anywhere by sitting down and giving up.”
“Give up?” she asked sharply. “Is that what you think? We’ve fought hard for everything we’ve gotten. Fought for the right to survive, to take up room on this earth. Wiped spit off our faces and walked away with heads held high. That’s not giving up. But there comes a time when a woman has to face reality.”
She had a point, but he couldn’t accept it.
He got to his feet and hobbled to her in his stocking feet. He placed his hands on her shoulders. “How’s this for reality? I like you and I like spending time with you and no, it has nothing to do with you patching me up. I’m not confusing gratitude with the closeness I feel with you. The only thing that is keeping me from courting you is the fact I have some dangerous business to take care of. The kind that might get me killed. Not only me, but everyone standing close and I won’t do that to you. Understand?”
“I’m trying. In the meantime, I can’t let false hopes take root.” Her voice dropped to an anguished whisper, “That would finish me. Better to have no hope at all.”
“Lady, when I get this settled and I still draw breath, I’m coming back.”
“I can see you mean that.” She put a hand to her throat. “You have to get well before you can ride out and that might be a while.”
“You’re telling me. It’s all I can do to get to the door right now.”
A teasing glint sparkled in her blue eyes. At least the sadness was gone. “See? And you’re talking about walking over to the mission.”
“That’s going to be more than talk. I am going to do that, with or without your help. So there. I’ll go stark raving mad if I have to spend another meal in this room by myself. I want to meet these kids, get acquainted with the nuns. I want to see Baby Juliette and the new puppy and all sorts of things you’ve told me about.” He lowered his voice and lifted a tendril of her hair that escaped from the loose knot on top of her head. “But most of all, I want to sit with you at the table and eat a meal. That’s going to be icing on the cake.”
“Then I should get moving.” She glanced at his boots on the floor. “I guess I’m going to have to help you get those on or you’ll be tearing your stitches out again.”
“That’s the God’s honest truth.”
“Okay then. Sit in the chair, Mr. Stubborn.”
“At least I did get my socks on by myself.” He sat down. “I’m not real sure how we’re going to do this. I can pull on one side with my good right arm and maybe you can pull on the other.”
“We can try it.”
Calhoun wondered if she realized how close she’d have to get. As hard as they were to get on, there wasn’t any other way.
And what would that do to his sanity?
With the fragrance of Lily of the Valley drifting around him, Maura positioned herself and leaned over grabbing the top of his boot. Mere inches away, her nearness had him struggling for breath.
Both of them tugged but only got his foot in about halfway. Trying again, she leaned down further until she was almost in his lap, pulling and yanking as hard as she could.
His yearning body tried to betray him. He closed his eyes. Not now.
“I’m going to get this on one way or the other.” She blew back a strand of fallen hair.
Before he knew it, she threw her leg across his lap and sat with her back to him. Reaching down, she put her fingers in the loops and gave a big yank. That did it.
“Thank God for a woman who doesn’t give up on boots,” he murmured. The temptation to touch her, to put his hands around her waist, rose up with a strong need that surprised even him.
However, before he could blink, she removed herself from his lap. Her cheeks were bright red. “I’m sorry, but that’s the only way to get them on.”
“Do you hear me complaining?” Darn his grin that tried its best to form. “Only one more to go.”









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NOTABLE QUOTABLES from
LIBERTY BELL AND THE LAST AMERICAN
By James Stoddard
In this book, the heroine, Liberty Bell, and her traveling companion, Antonio Ice, meet a number of characters from the past. Much of their dialogue includes their actual quotes. Here are a few of them, along with other quotes from the book. Those quotations which I invented are in italics.
“In the days of the Founders, lightning destroyed whole cities; Pecos Bill the Stormchaser used to tame them, riding the winds on his winged stallion, Mobile.” —Liberty Bell
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“Don’t hit a man at all if you can possibly avoid it, but if you do hit him, put him to sleep.” —Teddy Roosevelt
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“We might see almost anything in the land of Lucy Anna: the Old Faithful One walked these woods, his breath blowing steam; the ancient mines, Carl’s Bad Caverns, are hidden here, long abandoned by Snow White and the 49ers. We might run across the White Sands of the Nuklars or the ruins of the Golden Arches.” —Liberty Bell
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“Government is not reason; it is not eloquent; it is force. Like fire, it is a dangerous servant and a fearful master.” —George Washington
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“True patriotism is never misplaced, Miss Bell. It is the love of country tempered by an unswerving passion for justice.” —Jesse James (not the one you’re thinking of)
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“If I could have convinced more slaves that they were slaves, I could have freed thousands more.” —Harriet Tubman
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“I have not failed. I’ve just found 10,000 ways that won’t work.” —Thomas Edison
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“When we were kids, my dad used to tell us if we didn’t go to bed, Santa Claws would fly down from Canada and take us to the Twilight Zone.” —Antonio Ice



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PAPER TARGETS
by Patricia Watts
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Everyone knew that Roanne never got angry—until the night she killed her ex-husband and herself.
Roanne, a nice, suburban lady in her sixties who works at a Hallmark shop and volunteers at the Food Bank in Round Rock, Texas, calls her lifelong friend, Connie, confesses to murder, then puts the gun to her own head. Connie, spurred by Roanne’s last words about a lifetime of unspoken rage, sets aside her work as a cozy mystery writer and cupcake shop owner to confront the men who have stolen her dignity while she remained silent, including a bully brother, a rapist, and an ex-spouse.
On a journey to reclaim her inner power and to make peace with the loss of her treasured friend, Connie’s mission is to avoid the same tragic path as Roanne, but she takes along a gun, just in case.
With pathos and humor, Paper Targets, by Patricia Watts, calls us to speak our own narratives, even when it is uncomfortable or risky, and shows us the magnificence of a friendship that transcends time.
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INTERVIEWS WITH
ROANNE AND CONNIE, CHARACTERS IN
PAPER TARGETS
BY PATRICIA WATTS
MC ROANNE is interviewed about Connie
Q. Roanne, if you had to pick one word to describe Connie, what would it be?
Brave. She stood up to all those guys: the ones who bullied her, abused her, betrayed her, let her down. She did what I couldn’t do.
Q What makes Connie a good friend?
She’s never judged me. I cheated on Johnny. I ended Johnny’s life, for God’s sake. I wrecked my relationship with my kids. I didn’t stick around for her. She’s loved me through it all, just the same from beginning to end.
Q. What is the best moment you have had together?
Every moment! I don’t see a scene in my life —or even afterlife—when she’s not there.
Q. What is the worst moment?
That night on the phone, of course. The night I couldn’t live anymore.
Q. What is Connie’s biggest accomplishment?
First, she’s a great mom. Look at Daniel. Who could ask for a better son? And a wonderful grandma. And, also first, she found her powerful self, took her a while, but wow!
Q. What is something you regret or wish you could change about your relationship?
I wished we could have stayed close, not in miles, necessarily, but close the way we were as girls, safe with each other. I know that’s naïve, but…
Q. What is the one piece of advice you would like to give Connie?
Take a chance on love. Fall head over heels, no matter if you land on your face, smash yourself up. It really is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
MC CONNIE is interviewed about Roanne
Q. Connie, if you had to pick one word to describe Roanne, what would it be?
Nice, nice, nice. If it’s possible to be too nice, that’s Roanne in a nutshell. She always puts everyone else first without asking for anything in return.
Q What makes Roanne a good friend?
She’s always there for me, no matter what. We don’t always agree on things, but we never fight. Who could fight with Roanne? It would be like kicking a puppy.
Q. What is the best moment you have had together?
This is going to sound crazy because maybe it was the stupidest thing we ever did together, but I’ll always remember that night of the Queen concert in Houston, just before Roanne married Johnny. Yes, we got stoned, maybe not a brilliant choice, yes, it was not the best of ideas to shack up with those guys. Eating that whole apple pie not the smartest decision either. But up to that night, we had been together since we were fifteen, just us, going back and forth to each other’s houses when we were girls, sharing an apartment after we left home. Our lives were inseparable, and it seemed impossible that could ever end, but it was about to end. It wasn’t going to be just us anymore. That night was the last time. It was the most precious moment. I can still see Roanne sitting across that table from me at that diner, and I can taste every bite of that pie, like savoring all the times we had together.
Q. What is the worst moment?
That night on the phone, of course. The moment she fell from the world, and I couldn’t catch her.
Q. What is something you regret or wish you could change about your relationship?
I’m ashamed to admit it, but sometimes I was jealous of Roanne. She would’ve never guessed, never seen herself as anyone to be jealous of. She was so pretty, tall, blonde, Barbie doll. She got the attention from the guys. I was the sidekick. She had the ideal life—or so I thought—a man who loved her, kids, home, and it was all enough for her. She was always counting her blessings, not agonizing over what she didn’t have. That’s what I envied most about her. What a horrible thing for a friend to feel!
Q. What do you think is Roanne’s biggest accomplishment?
She’s a great mom. In spite of the rift between her and Zoe, she never stopped reaching out. That is truly unconditional love with no bounds.
Q. What is the one piece of advice you would like to give Roanne?
Be nice to yourself for a change. Make it all about you just once. Stand in your spotlight. Mother Teresa gave and gave and never asked for anything for herself, but she did get the Nobel Peace Prize, didn’t she?

Patricia Watts worked as a journalist for more than 20 years for newspapers in Texas, Hawaii, and Alaska. Following her news career, she tried her skill as a paralegal and then spent ten years investigating discrimination cases for the Alaska Human Rights Commission. Her novels include: Ghost Light and The Big Empty, crime mysteries co-written with Alaska author Stan Jones; The Frayer, suspense noir; and Watchdogs, a steamy thriller. Her home base is San Diego. She earned her B.A. in journalism at Humboldt State in California. She is the mother of a son and daughter and has eight grandchildren.
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#ShortStory Journey Dec 8th to Dec 15th
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Gifts available for Day 6 are two ebooks of the featured short story plus one ebook of the newest release Hidden Target. That’s 3 winners.
Author Insights
Mathias, Dutch, and Halvorson market their cryptocurrency programs in economically challenged countries in The Enigma Source. Desperate governments trying to avoid the horrific outcomes of their economic free fall consider currency alternatives. Mathias discovered robust competition during their bid to gain favor the leaders in Venezuela. Mathias, a polished huckster, decided there was only one way to fight another day—survive.
Our characters rise to the challenges. Technologist and Blockchain programmer, Dr. Halvorson, uses the programs he created to orchestrate their escape from the Venezuelan Police. Mathias’s normal mode of transport, a private helicopter, is not always available. Mathias is out for revenge at those who betrayed him. His plans of wealth and power end up on life support. The exit strategy, a key element of this story is provided from our audble story in this link. YouTube link: https://youtu.be/nXsPgYtJTog
We found the next stage of their journey was not needed for The Enigma Source, yet readers and fans wanted to know what happened. We had no intention of giving more words to these cyber crooks in another book, but they screamed to have their story told. The unanswered questions for this trio of misfits as their lives hit rock bottom drove us to create this short story. Please let us know if you believe they chose the right path.
About the Short Story
Mathias and Halvorson are trudging toward the Brazilian border to escape the Venezuelan secret police who want to kill them.
Once they enjoyed the first-class service, today they wallow in third-world transport and lifestyle. Escape holds the promise of shearing more sheep to line their pockets.
Plans to cross the border get completely derailed as Mathias and Halvorson run into absolutely the last person they expected. Their hotly contested vendetta devolves into gunfire. The colossal distraction gives the three escapees time to flee. A non-negotiable bargain between the trio results in a risk-filled escape from Venezuela.
The hazardous journey takes this trio to a new opportunity. Mathias is a self-proclaimed leader with plans to get back on top. His methods are unorthodox yet highly effective.
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About the Authors
Charles Breakfield and Rox Burkey are co-authors of the award-winning Enigma Series. Their characters demand that their stories are told. The storytelling began with a few heroes, then expanded to those with self-serving motives. We love storytelling and hope readers enjoy learning more about our shorts. Looking forward to your feedback and reviews of our stories.
Breakfield is a technology expert specifically in security, networking, voice, and anything digital. He enjoys writing, studying World War II history, travel, and cultural exchanges. Charles is also a fan of wine tastings, wine making, Harley riding, cooking extravaganzas, and woodworking.
Burkey is a 25+ year applied technology professional who optimizes technology and business investments for global customers. She focuses on optimized customer experiences. Rox loves interviewing authors, writing white papers, reviewing books, and loves creating fiction.
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