Lost Stories

One of the worst things that can happen to an author is to lose files. The pace of life today makes working digitally from the beginning the most productive path. This leaves you vulnerable when the technology breaks down.

When I was younger, I wrote mostly by hand. I used composition books which I decorated with cut-out pictures from magazines, stickers, and hand-drawn sketches on the covers. Later, I started writing in beautiful notebooks with lovely covers that I chose not to mess with, so I added the pictures and stickers to the inside pages.

The process of writing by hand gave me a chance to slow down the creative flow. Since I’m a very good typist, word-processing the work is always faster. Going from a handwritten story to typing it up allowed for revisions as I went. This first revision during the word-processing was an integral part of the writing flow for me.

As life became busier, I had to move away from writing my whole first draft by hand to straight up typing it into the computer. I don’t think it really affected the quality, especially since I have powerhouse critique groups, feedback writing communities, and amazing developmental editors. However, it did leave me vulnerable to technology failures.

Back in June of 2024, the external hard drive I had been using as my primary back up system fell from my table. I thought nothing of it, but when I went to access it, the files wouldn’t load. Apparently, the thump with the floor messed up its insides, and now I would need to take it to an expert to see if we can recover any of the items stored therein. Haven’t had time to do that yet.

The tragedy of this, of course, is that I had not thought of putting all the files into the Microsoft Enterprise server I use for Inklings Publishing. We have super amounts of storage as part of our business subscription and it would not have been a problem, but I just didn’t think of it. So much was lost on this drive.

Among the items seemingly gone was a story I had been writing about a University of Houston history professor who goes back to Viking times and brings a bunch of them here to the new world. The ripple effects being that Native Americans don’t end up wiped out by European colonization later on, because the Vikings who arrive integrate with the natives and fortify them. Vikings were known for their willingness to assimilate new things into their culture, which is why so much of their culture ended up a victim of christianization. (As a Christian myself, it pains me to say that, but religious institutions are never true to the heart of the spiritual belief they represent)

Anyway, I searched for it but couldn’t recall the file name so I believed it completely gone. This past weekend, however, I remembered what I had given it as a title. I did a search and it popped up on one of my smaller thumb drives. I was so pleased to see how much of the story was recovered, that I spent this long weekend finishing the tale.

So, my Viking time travel alternate history romance is off to developmental editing this week and who knows… might be a great release for 2026/2027.

A Hallmark-esque Christmas Tale

I have a subscription to Freedom With Writing, which sends out a newsletter every week. In it the team that hosts this service compiles contests, calls for submissions, editorial pitch requests, potential work in a vast array of writing related jobs, conferences, and other cool information aspiring writers can use.

One of the latest editions contained a call for submissions entitled “The 12 Knights of Christmas.” The publisher, Button Hall, is relatively new on the market. They are looking to produce an anthology of romance stories set at Christmas time that have the making for the next great Hallmark movie. It would release Christmas 2025.

What caught my attention was the title of the submission: Knights. Well, I happen to have a knight or two in my world. And there is one in United Vidden who already has a bit of a romance thread laid out for him — Sir Andross. So, naturally, I decided to make this the focus of my Galveston Winter retreat writing with the full intention of submitting it.

Now, I had to do some research to make sure I understood the qualities that make a Hallmark holiday movie great. I spent an evening watching a couple films with my dear friend, Violet Shelton. We also read summaries of the top 25 films in the genre. Here’s what we gleaned:

Successful lady living in the big city has to make a trip to quaint picturesque small town. There she rekindles her romance with an early love or meets a local man and falls in love. She learns the importance of simple life and the meaning of Christmas.

There’s also the version where successful male professional is having to drive through quaint picturesque small town. Something happens and he is stranded there for the holidays. He meets jovial successful local lady and falls in love. He learns the meaning of Christmas.

Another version is where successful attorney lady is fired from her high stress law firm after some backstabbing by others. She meets a successful doctor who has come up from Florida (by the way Florida is mentioned a lot in these films — not sure why) to convince his elderly grandfather to retire there. They meet at a pub and she takes a temp job as bar tender, but it turns out that the bar owner is the grandfather. In the end, both forgo successful careers as doctor and lawyer to marry and run the pub. They learn the meaning of Hannukah. (yes, they have jewish versions of this as well).

After that exhaustive and somewhat mind numbing research, I decided to go with the following for my story:

Continent of Vidden
Planet Jorn by Araceli Casas

Lord High Marshal of the realm is notified of sheep farmer dad’s death. Returning to small town to deal with the estate he reconnects with the only woman he ever loved. In the past, she refused to marry him because she is a medicine woman and wants to serve a small town community. She is now living in his old hometown. After they uncover the horrible way a large corporation is taking over farms, the two rekindle their love. He is offered a chance to run a prestigious military academy in the community and so they both get to have the careers they want and still be together.

Oh… and they learn the meaning of the Festival of Lights, basically planet Jorn’s version of Christmas.

No mention of Florida though. Hope the omission doesn’t ruin my chances.

I’ll let y’all know what happens with the submission. Wish me luck!

Getting to Know Your Literary Characters

Once upon a time, I started writing a novel. I had the basic story line, the location, most of the characters, the beginning and three possible endings. It’s a real fun story about a historic art deco building located somewhere in the downtown area of some-city, USA. Then I decided to take a break from the inevitable problems a writer comes across when making the characters interact with each other. Some of my characters are human in nature and living every day on a regular earthly plane of existence. Some of them are “good guys” and others are “villains.” Then there are also groups of other characters that involve ghosts, invisible monsters, grim reapers and such. Getting the different groups to interact and move the plot forward can be a bit tricky. One of my solutions to work out these difficulties came about as I started writing a series of short stories. Other worldly abilities are explored. Personalities develop through motions, dialogue and actions. My favorite character and the focus of many of my stories and tales is a grim reaper. You might remember this picture from Fern’s latest blog post. This is how most people see grim reapers.

Just because they remove people from this earth and their current lives, some people seem to think that they are mean and nasty creatures. The more I wrote about my grim reaper, the more she developed a much more complicated personality. Yes, she is a female reaper named Willow. It turned out that she could be mean and stern when she needed to; however, there are many other aspects to the personality and interactions with both other humans and ghosts. Since she is made up of her skeletal frame wearing big black robes, one of my first problems was to demonstrate that she was a female.

Willow as portrayed by local artist, Shirl Riccetti.

Willow is just one of many grim reapers that work all around the globe. She is not just yanking some poor human out of an earthly life. She helps to guide them to the next stage of existence. What is the next level or stage? It could be many things ranging from a bright white light, to Heaven, to Hell and many other places in between. As I discovered more aspects of my favorite character, I began to see her better within my imagination. At one point I made arrangements for a local artist, Shirl Reccitti, to create some scenes based on some of my plot points and characters. Here is her rendition of Willow.

In viewing Willow, I began to think about the details of her appearance. Just how big is her scythe? Is it better to show her face or keep parts of her in the shadows of her big billowy robes? Sometimes she uses her scythe in a heavy-handed way (when necessary), but the other times she just barely passes the instrument between the almost deceased human and earth. Then the spirit is free and ready to move on. Does the size of the scythe make a difference? If it is too large, does it get in the way? I have also started developing the differences and purposes of all of the character groups. Ghosts have much more latitude, but that will have to wait for a future blog. Also, if grim reapers are supposed to escort the newly deceased, then why are there ghosts? So many questions. So few hours in a day.

Until next time.……

Shifting Gears in the New Year

Ellen’s world features grim reapers and the lore behind these fascinating characters.

Ellen and I met up to enjoy a lunch and talk shop. There are many fun projects we work together and so much to discuss for the coming new year. One of the topics was this blog. RoadBroads has had a journey of its own since its inception. Now, it may be time for it to take a new path once again.

This blog began with a trip Ellen and Melanie took to Boulder, Colorado for June Retreat. This was pre-pandemic and every year Max Regan of Hollowdeck Press hosted two 10-day sessions to get your project growing. Ellen and Melanie decided to drive up from Houston. The drive birthed the idea of a blog for traveling women — RoadBroads.

My stories are set in an intergalactic alliance of planets called Thyrein’s Galactic Wall.

During those first years, Ellen and Melanie wrote about an array of trips they took, some by car, others in various modes of transportation. They hosted guest bloggers, like me, to talk about their own trips. I remember writing up Rental Car Hell from my trip to Italy for the blog.

Then COVID struck. Ellen and Melanie decided that the focus of the blog should shift. They began writing about a creative woman’s life journey. When Melanie stepped away from the blog, Ellen brought me and Rachel on board. This created an interesting dynamic of the life of three female creatives at very different stages of life’s journey.

Now, as Rachel has stepped back, and life begins to shift once more, Ellen and I discussed the future of this blog and what we want it to be moving forward. One consideration we discussed is our desire to grow the blog’s audience. In researching blogging, we found that the strongest blogs have a narrow topic focus.

Both Ellen and I are speculative fiction authors with unique worlds that our characters live in. Ellen has her grim reapers. I have Thyrein’s Galactic Wall. We have both had short stories set in these worlds published as a result of contest wins and anthology submissions. While Ellen is still working on her first full novel in her world, I have two novels out for mine.

The world’s we create are a blend of fantasy and science fiction with tinges of horror and humor built in.

In view of this, we have decided that in 2025 this blog will focus on our worlds. Each post will discuss some element of our respective story universes. We might write about the setting of a particular scene or short story, or we might share tidbits of character’s backstory that can’t go into the book proper. In the midst of this, we will discuss our writing process as well as share insight into what makes our creative juices flow and why we work in these genres.

Of course, there will be blogs on creative life in general, such as when we do readings or enter contests, as well as conferences and retreats we attend. In fact, I’m writing this post from Galveston, Texas, where I’m on a short writing retreat with some friends now.

We hope that by sharing our writing, our worlds, and the journey of being a working author, you will enjoy and follow not only this blog, but our publications as well. And, maybe it will help us to grow the consistent audience of this blog. One thing is for sure, we enjoy collaborating and that’s not changing any time soon.

So be ready this year to learn all about Willow, the Paladium, Grim Reaper Headquarters, Dragonborn Kings, Intergalactic Alliances, Gortive Offensives, Rajin Masters, their Elmalin counterparts, and a whole host of other beings and places from the wild imaginations of Ellen Seaton and Fern Brady.

Ellen and I wish everyone a wonderful and prosperous new year and hope you enjoy the journey RoadBroads is about to take!

What the Heart Wants

Being a patient in a hospital is an alternate reality. It doesn’t matter how long you are there, time and space play by their own rules. Anything that exists outside the walls of the building becomes irrelevant. I am sure there are some very good and logical reasons for waking patients up at the oddest hours to check vitals and draw blood. Antibiotics attached via an IV at 1:30 a.m. holds the record as the oddest of experiences so far. I was too sleepy to ask the right questions, but it didn’t stop me from needing a “procedure” at 7:30 a.m.

I have been in the hospital twice recently. Yes, I am now doing fine, thanks for asking. My malady is cardiac related with all of the scary thoughts that arise with this type of diagnosis. I’ve been hospitalized before for routine things like gallbladder removal. That wasn’t as scary. There’s something about only having one heart, because I cannot survive if it is removed. Yet, I have learned that, like the rest of me, my heart is stubborn and will beat as it sees fit. You might say it beat to the sound of its own and different drummer, until I received “procedures” that succeeded in showing my heart who’s the boss. Apparently the cardiologist and team remain, officially, The Boss.

Oh, and can we talk about modesty? Where else would it not be unusual to have everyone and everybody come by and visit while I am laying in bed wearing the loosest of gowns. I was hooked up in several ways to various machines which was okay when I stayed in bed. However, the coffee machine was located at the nurses station. I learned new skills as I walked holding my gown closed, walking with a cane and carrying a fresh cup of hot coffee. I do have my talents, if I say so myself.

Upon arrival at a cardiac unit, I was attached to all sorts of gizmos that monitored me all day and night. First I received stickers all over my chest and stomach with wires that were attached to a little box that I wore in a pouch around my neck at all times. This was called a telemetry? Then that was combined with a bio button. It also monitored my heart, but without wires. At this point I realize that my body is not my own.

There’s also the issue of blood. At least once a day, every day, a nurse would come by and take several vials of blood. To be perfectly honest, I don’t think there are that many tests that can be run on this vital fluid. Maybe the nurses had a side job where they supplied some local vampires with fresh blood to keep the murder rates down across the city. They would never admit it, but I still have my suspicions.

Finally, there were the EKGs. Since I was in the hospital to get a new heart medication, I had to have this test after every dose. I have become very familiar this procedure. In addition to the stickers and wires that are already placed on my chest, I receive about 10 more. Sometimes the stickers would be placed on my knees. The test itself only took a few seconds. Then all the extra stickers would be removed until the next EKG.

One time when I was getting some coffee at the nurses station, I noticed a pumpkin made to look like a heart. Apparently, for fun and frolic, the staff have a pumpkin carving/decorating contest for Halloween. At first I thought this was a pace maker, but I was wrong. It is actually a Left Ventricle Assist Device otherwise known as an LVAD. I don’t know what this does, but they did a good job at decorating the pumpkin. I appreciated the attempt to enjoy my favorite holiday. Actually being in the hospital over Halloween is a definite buzz kill for me. I hope that doesn’t happen next year. The skeletons I have at home were worried about me, bless their little, nonexistent hearts. By the time I was finished with the second hospital stay, staff were beginning to wear Holiday sweaters and reindeer antlers.

Happy Holidays to everyone!

Until next time.……

On Thanksgiving Holidays

Thanksgiving Day is a uniquely American holiday. It is a celebration of the success of a colony in the new world. The interesting thing about it is that the colony’s survival was due to the relationships they built with the natives of the land they were taking over. The colonists invited the natives to join them in a meal to celebrate that with the joint effort, they had all benefited from working together.

Today, we use this day to gather around a table and eat a ton of delicious food with our family members. In modern times, Friendsgiving has become popular. With so much division in families and the empowerment of people to remove toxic individuals from their lives — whether they are blood related or otherwise — many have come to use Thanksgiving Day as a chance to gather round and eat with friends instead.

However you choose to celebrate it, this time of year, and this holiday in particular, asks us to take a moment and look at our lives with gratitude. It seeks to shift our perspective from what we lack or haven’t yet accomplished, to what we have and what we have already done. It is a wonderful opportunity to take stock in your life and see all the things that are going well, count your blessings, and perhaps bring to the forefront of your mind the things that are good. Putting aside for at least a day all the things that are wrong in the world, your relationships, in your life, this day asks us to search for that which is good, that which is working, and to be grateful for it.

In many ways, Thanksgiving is a moment for us to pause and breath. We gather together with those who are our ‘family’. Some may be blood related, and others maybe the people who have joined us on our life’s trajectory. Whatever the case, we have at least one day to stop and be happy in the midst of the mad rush of go, go, go, our society imposes on us.

As we move past this day and into the hectic time of the winter holiday season, don’t forget to take those things you noted were good about your life with you. Don’t leave the gratitude behind. Let’s keep looking at what is working well, examine and fix what isn’t, but always be mindful of the blessings we have. Oh, and don’t forget to build relationships. Blood or otherwise, we are social animals and now more than ever we must find our tribe and support each other.

Haunted Holidays Returns to Brazos Bookstore!

My absolute favorite night of the year has come and gone once again. Haunted Holidays took place on November 9th at the Brazos Bookstore. Literary artists gather together on this night to share their own scary spooky stories about any of the fall and winter holidays. To me the scary season begins with Halloween and doesn’t end until New Years. This year there were several poems and essays about the election. Yep, many consider that to be one of the scariest nights of the year! I had the honor to host the event and dressed up in my scariest finest formal clothing for the evening.

Of course, my skeleton friends were in attendance. They always enjoy a good scary story. There were nine of them who sat amongst the audience and visited with the other attendees.

The following people participated in this event: Jere Pfister, Denise Bossarte, Katherine McDaniel, Jean King, Margo Toombs (who also read a selection by Rebecca Chirak), Dedra Murchison, Laura Pena, Sandi Stromberg and yours truly. One of the scariest stories was written by Katherine McDaniel. She told us a tale of living in a haunted house and everything was based on actual events! EEK! Of course I would be remiss if I didn’t take a moment to thank Melody Locke who served as our cinematographer. She has posted a video of all of the writers and poets on YouTube. Check it out at https://www.youtube.com/@wivlahouston5821.

And as always, many many thanks to the Brazos Bookstore and the Houston Writers Guild.

Here is a picture of all of the people who read their literary creations at the Haunted Holidays event:

Please try to remember to join us next year for Haunted Holidays 2025!

Until next time.….

Art Show Excitement

As a publisher, I have the joy of working with amazing creatives in the process of putting together their books. We publish fiction because the world needs a place to escape the harsh realities of life as well as a safe space to explore tough issues.

There is one artist, however, who I have a contract with for producing her art coffee table book, and that’s Violet Jen. When I saw the painting of the bird putting on her make up, I fell in love with Violet Jen’s work. This image spoke to me on so many levels.

Then this amazing artist showed me more of her incredible works. The bird merged into the human form held a fascination to me, as well as to her. We decided to work on a book to bring these images, and the inspiration behind them, to readers. It has been a long road in the making.

First, the artist had to decide on the number of paintings she wanted to produce. As the work continued, she came to realize that the bird series was not going to be finite. That, in fact, it was a subject she would work on for the rest of her life. So, we decided to create a series of books chronicling the time periods of her life as reflected in the birds that populate them.

This concept is incredibly intriguing but not new in the art world. Artists life’s are often chunked up by the works that they produced during certain periods which reflect the influences on them. The first set of paintings has now been determined.

While the actual book is still in the production process and won’t be out until winter of 2025, the paintings that encompass this part of Violet Jen’s life are going to be displayed for the first time in an art gallery show all her own. The show opens tonight and will run until the end of the year.

Here’s where the paintings will be:

I hope you have a chance, if you are in the Houston and Montgomery areas, to drop in and take a look at these amazing paintings. Share with me in the comments what they speak to you, both the images here that I’ve shared and if you see them in person. I’m leaving you with the playlist the artist compiled that she listened to while working on these and which inspired her.

https://music.apple.com/profile/violetwatr

Happy Halloween

Usually, the Halloween post would be done by Ellen. She is the queen of Halloween. In her home, she has skeletons that remain in place all year long. She has figurines and all manner of cool ghostly decorations. But, she’s been doing all the posting lately, so it’s my turn.

Halloween is one of my favorite evenings. I love the idea of dressing up and going door to door. In times when communities were safer and tighter knit, this tradition was a wonderful way to touch base with neighbors and build closeness.

Then somewhere along the line, people started doing nasty things to candy. Children started getting hurt by the nasty people. Instead of simply opting out and not giving any treats, people gave out poisoned goodies or some with needles in them. It became dangerous to go out and ring doorbells dressed up as your favorite character or ghoul.

Today, you don’t have as many kids out trick or treating. Communities have shifted to having private Halloween parties. Churches, those that don’t take it as an evil holiday, host some as well. It is sad to see this moment of community building leaving our world.

I remember having the opportunity to dress up at school when it fell on a school day. When I first started teaching, I dressed up as an evil witch and read ghost stories. Then they started trying to control even that part of our lives. First, it was decreed you could only dress up as a character from a book. Happily, there are tons of witch characters to choose from.

Me in my favorite pirate costume.

In my new school, dressing up can only be done if your costume represents a science vocabulary word from the school provided word bank. Some kids came dressed up like a cloud, or prey, or a predator (not my favorite predator though). I considered being a black hole. You know, wearing a black skirt with a round puff ball representing the star I was slowly eating. But that word was not in the approved word bank.

So, today, I just wore a lovely black skirt with some skull decorations on the sides and a red top. I still read them some Halloween inspired stories. We enjoyed the poem “The Spider and the Fly” as well as the picture book “Bats in the Library.” We read the humorous “Velcome” and I shared my Witchy Christmas story. We also used “The Mysteries of Harris Burdick” to inspire our spooky quick writes.

By the way, I will be reading my Witchy Christmas story at this year’s Haunted Holidays readings on November 9th. Come out and join me and Ellen as well as the other amazing authors who will be there at Brazos Bookstore this year.

It’s purple… had to use it!

Would love to hear how you see the situation with Halloween celebrations and some of your outfits this year, so please take a moment to comment. Oh, and, Happy Halloween everyone.

AuthorPalooza and Journey Into Time Book Launch!

It’s here! It’s here! Call the neighbors and wake the kids! It is finally time for the AuthorPalooza Conference! It will begin on Friday, October 4th and run through Sunday, October 6th. The excitement begins Friday evening at Brazos Bookstore, located at 2421 Bissonnet Street, Houston, TX 77005. There will be a presentation by Houston Poet Laureate, Deborah D.E.E.P. Mouton. She will lead us in an activity for performance poetry. Ms. Mouton will also be the Keynote speaker Saturday morning.

Then there will be a book launch for the  Journey Into Time anthology. Both the Houston Writers Guild and Women in the Visual and Literary Arts collaborated on this project. It will be great to congratulate the writers who were chosen to be included in this year’s edition. The three winning writers will be announced as well as those who are receiving Honorable Mention.

On Saturday and Sunday all of the fun moves from the bookstore to the Student Center at Rice University. After hearing the Keynote Speech by Deborah D.E.E.P. Mouton, there will be break out sessions with conference presentations. Also, on Saturday, there will be a few agents as well as acquisition editors available for pitch sessions. Please check the conference registration information for details on scheduling.

Sunday the conference will close out with a presentation and then a craft workshop led by Fern Brady. She will lead us in a Renga competition.

For more information about this exciting conference, please check out the Houston Writers Guild at https://www.houstonwritersguild.org/writersroom. You will also be able to register for the conference there.

I look forward to seeing everyone this weekend!

Until next time.….