MUSE MONDAY
Please welcome Isla to another Muse Monday!
Writer’s write. Well,
at least that’s my motto. With an
overloaded schedule that includes family, work, a seven-year-old’s social
calendar and trying to get dinner on the table, some days it’s a struggle to
get more than a few words written on a page.
Since I’m “old school” at writing, I tend to have some sort of pen,
pencil, paper, post-it note or, if desperate, the back of a store receipt,
handy at all times in the event a couple of free moments open up. These are some of my favorite (and quirky)
places to “steal time”.
Car Pool Lane – I
have to admit, this is my favorite place to put pen to paper. Whatever story I’m working on tags along with
me. I head out about an hour beforehand
to write…er, I mean…to pick up my daughter from school. It’s quiet and it’s actually the place where
I wrote most of my book, “Asylum Harbor”.
Doctor’s Office
–Well, I figure if I’m going to have to wait, I might as well be doing
something productive.
Parking Lot –This
is for the occasion when someone says “it’ll only take minute” and they
actually mean thirty. Either way, I’m
covered.
Restaurant—No,
not when I’m out with my family for dinner.
But sometimes I just want to stop at that nice coffee shop or deli for a
few minutes and while I’m sitting at the little corner table, I like to jot
some ideas down. If you’re stopping at
Panera Bread around 9:30 in the morning, keep an eye out for me.
Bed—I’m one of
those who’ll cut on a night light in the middle of the night to write down
something. It’s not always a good
idea—or coherent—but on occasion it’ll help me to remember a new story idea or
how to work out a scene I’m working on.
So, where are some of the places you like to “steal” writing
time at?
Blurb
Trouble is the last thing Devon Brown needs when she
leaves the painful memories of her past behind and heads to Shell Island. As the Salty Dog’s new bartender, she finds
herself drawn to Kerr, the Shell Island harbormaster. But finding her happily-ever-after is
difficult when dealing with an obnoxious bootlegger who supplies the bar with
illegal liquor and a jealous coworker.
A standoffish loner with damaged emotions, Kerr
avoids relationships like the plague.
Things change when Devon catches his eye. When a simple flirtation grows serious, the
coworker and bootlegger quickly become obstacles to any future Kerr and Devon
may have together. As the situation
worsens, Devon realizes that even the still waters of Asylum Harbor are no
refuge during a storm.
Excerpt
“You
already got dibs on this one Kerr?”
Porter shot an evil glare at the opposite end of the
bar and looked back toward her. “I’ll
see you tonight.” He flicked his
tongue. “After work.” He raised his glass in a mock toast and chugged
it in one gulp.
The
lights dimmed for Victoria’s dance of the night. Devon watched Kerr, who was usually headed
for the exit by now, and breathed a sigh of relief when he remained glued to
his seat with his back to the stage. He
wasn’t staying for Victoria’s peep show.
There must have been something about this Porter character that got
under his skin in a bad way.
Devon
was eager for the quick break. She
hustled to the back as the chords to “Simply Irresistible” began to pelt over
the speakers and ran some cold water over her forearm. A red welt was beginning to show where Porter
had held onto it. She hoped he would be
gone by the time she got back.
Making it out before mid-song, Devon
rounded the bar when someone snagged her wrist and thrust her hard against the
bar, knocking the wind out of her. She
could smell Porter’s alcohol-laced breath as his weight pinned her under
him. One of his grubby hands shot under her
shirt while the other wrestled with the button on her pants. “Let’s give them a real show.”
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