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WIPpet Wednesday, July 27, 2016

WIPpet Wednesday
It is WIPpet Wednesday. Many thanks to Emily Witt, who initiated this wonderful WIPpet gathering.   I am not going freak out about how I am doing. It has been rough and still is. I am still running behind; the container is still in my driveway, and my basement/office is drying out so that the workers can put in new floors and doors. Meanwhile, there is a steady booming from the machines that are sucking the water out of the fundament. For a woman who treasures her silence, these are trying times.

            It is time for me to share the books I have read, what I'm reading, and what I plan to read in the future and my WIPpet for this week.

So, here goes:

  • What have I read?

Magnolia Secrets by Beth Hale. I loved the book and have posted the link to my book review here.

What am I reading?

I am still reading PEAK: Secrets From The New Science Of Expertise by Anders Ericsson and Robert Pool and How To Become A Writer by Barbara Baig

  • What do I plan to read next?

The Violin Man’s Legacy by Seumas Gallacher and Flash 40 Life’s Moments by

Even though challenges are abounding in my life, I am still working on the final revision of my manuscript so that I can submit it back to my writing coach/book editor by the middle of August and concentrate on books by authors who have agent contracts with agencies I would like to send my submission.

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My WIPpet is 34 (27+7 for the month and the day and I hope my math is correct.)

An introduction to what is happening in this scene: Daniel is driving Phoebe home. Here we learn something about Daniel that Phoebe doesn’t know.

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Expecting to be bombarded with questions, Phoebe clutched her armrest waiting on Daniel to attack her. Her heart beat frantically; edgy, not knowing Daniel’s intentions, she felt herself began to hyperventilate and tighten her hold on her armrest as she inhaled and exhaled slowly to calm down her breathing.

Daniel felt her tension. As he drove, he wondered how he was going to break to Phoebe the fact that the quads were his boys. When he had first received the letter dated four and a half years ago, he had thought it was a prank. Never would he have thought that Shirley, his ex-girlfriend, would give him quadruplet boys. He glanced at Phoebe sitting beside him; her right hand holding on to the armrest as if she feared for her life.

“Am I driving too fast for you?”

“No, it’s okay.”

“Then, why are you holding on your armrest? Are you scared?”

“I’m just waiting.”

“For what?”

“For you tell me what this is all about?”

“Phoebe, you’re tired, and I’m driving you home.”

“Since when have you been concerned about me being tired?”

“As of today.”

 “Pardon me! You and I have been on the warpath for the past year and a half, and now you’re calling me Phoebe when you could barely say Ms. Ward without sarcasm in your voice, and you’re driving me home as if that was the most natural thing in the world. I’m not crazy. You’re up to something! But why should I let that bother me? As of tomorrow, I’m no longer working for you.”

“Have you finished exploding?” Daniel asked calmly.

“Why?”

“Because you’re not leaving the company tomorrow. Read your contract. You have a six months notice, and it is up to my discretion to let you out of your contract before then, and I’m not going to do that.”

“And why not?”

“Because we need to talk about something that is important to the both of us. I’d planned to speak to you about the problem this morning, but you know what happened. I lost my temper, and I’m sorry about that and what I said to you.”

“I have no idea where you coming from. As for this morning, I’m used to your abuse.”

“Why can’t you accept my apology, Phoebe?”

“Because I don’t want to. I want out of your company and your presence.”

“You know, Phoebe, everyone in the company talks about your compassion, but I don’t feel any of that compassion flowing my way. Am I not entitled to it too?”

“You want me to show you compassion?”

“What’s so wrong with it? Or is it only certain people that you choose to bestow mercy upon?”

“How did we even get into this conversation? I’m tired,” Phoebe said.

“You may sit back and rest after you answer my question.”

“Which question? You’ve asked so many that I’ve forgotten.”

“You haven’t forgotten a thing, Phoebe, but to show you that I am not planning to attack you, I want to know if I can expect you to be compassionate toward me?

“Will you change your mind and accept my termination, if I say yes?”

“Now that’s blackmail.”

Phoebe laughed. “How does it feel when the shoe is on the other foot?”

“Not good. Are you going to show compassion toward me?”

“I’ll try Daniel, but it’s not going to be easy. You and I have been on the battlefield so long.”

“All I’m asking Phoebe is that you try. You and I have an important issue coming at us, and I need to know that you aren’t going to let past rivalries and resentments make a decision for you.”

“If you’re talking about the upcoming merger and my meeting my old boyfriend/boss again, you have nothing to worry about. I’m over that and glad to be rid of him.”

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That’s all, folks.

Until next week,

Shalom aleichem,

PatGarciaBW

Pat Garcia


WIPpet Wednesday, July 20, 2016

WIPpet Wednesday
It is WIPpet Wednesday. Many thanks to Emily Witt, who initiated this wonderful WIPpet gathering.   I am still running behind. I now have a large container in my driveway. I am almost finished with clearing out my basement.

            It is time for me to share the books I have read, the books I am reading, and what I plan to read in the future and my WIPpet for this week.

So, here goes:

  • What have I read?

Body of Evidence by Patricia Cornwall

  • What am I reading?

PEAK: Secrets From The New Science Of Expertise by Anders Ericsson and Robert Pool and How To Become A Writer by Barbara Baig

  • What do I plan to read next?

The Violin Man’s Legacy by Seumas Gallacher, Magnolia Secret by Beth Hale.

Also still working on the final revision for my manuscript so that I can submit it back to my writing coach/book editor by the middle of August and concentrating on books by authors who have agent contracts with agencies where I want to submit, so that is slowing down my reading pace.

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My WIPpet is 13 (20-7 and I hope my math is correct. I could be one off or one under.)

An introduction to what is happening in this scene: Phoebe does her second set and returns to the table where her friends are sitting to try and get out of riding home with Daniel.

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The second set roused the audience; people stood on their feet, clapping on four different songs, the longest standing ovation being on the song, Georgia On My Mind.

Phoebe let her heart fly as she sang and the people flew with her, especially Daniel who could not hide the affect she was having on him.

After finishing the last set with her combo, Phoebe retuned to the table, hoping she could gently remove herself out of Daniel’s auto as she addressed him.

“You don’t have to take me home, Daniel. One of the guys said it was no problem for him to drop me off.” She turned away from him and started saying goodbye to the others.

“It’s not a problem, Phoebe. So, tell him, it’s not necessary, unless you’re afraid to ride with me. “

“Of course I’m not,” she said, turning to glare at him.

“Then, I’ll wait here while you get your things.”

“We’ll see you tomorrow around twelve, Phoebe,” Kirk said, breaking the tension between the two. “And don’t forget to pick up your car before you come to work because we might have to work longer.”

“You’ll see me tomorrow morning, Kirk, “ Phoebe said still glaring at Daniel. “Daniel has ordered me to report to him by eight a.m. and I don’t want to be late again.”

“No problem, Phoebe,” Daniel said, regarding her with a smile. “I’ve just changed the time of our appointment. We’ll discuss it on the way to your home.”

“Oh. Why?”

“It’s my prerogative.”

“Okay, if that’s what you want to do.”

“That’s exactly what I want to do, Phoebe.”

He’s up to something, Phoebe thought as she went to her combo to let them know she was leaving and would be riding home with Daniel.

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That’s all, Folks!

Until next Wednesday,

Shalom aleichem,

PatGarciaBW

Pat Garcia


WIPpet Wednesday, July 15, 2016

WIPpet Wednesday


It is WIPpet Wednesday. Many thanks to Emily Witt, who initiated this wonderful WIPpet gathering.   I am still running behind. I now have a large container in my driveway. I am almost finished with clearing out my basement.

            It is time for me to share the books I have read, the books I am reading, and what I plan to read in the future and my WIPpet for this week.

So, here goes:

  • What have I read?

Nothing.

  • What am I reading?

I’ve pushed Broken Pieces, Kathleen Long and Christine’s Odyssey by J.L. Campbell down on my list because I am reading PEAK: Secrets From The New Science Of Expertise by Anders Ericsson and Robert Pool.

  • What do I plan to read next?

Not sure yet. I am working on the final revision for my manuscript so that I can submit it back to my writing coach/book editor at the middle of August and concentrating on books by authors who have agent contracts with agencies where I want to submit.

My WIPpet is 13 sentences for day 13.

Summary: Phoebe is on edge. She is wary of Daniel. Those two have been at each other throats for some times. We open up chapter 4 with her leaving the group to return to the stage and her second set.

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To say that the couples around the oval table felt bushwhacked when Daniel said he would take Phoebe home is an understatement. Not only were they speechless, but, Phoebe went back on stage troubled. A foreboding spirit hung over her head; what does he want from me? He’s never offered to do anything to help me at work and now he’s offering to drive me home. Daniel Cochran, I don’t know what you’re up to but this is one woman you’re not going to brow beat into something.

“You okay, Phoeb?” her pianist asked.

“Sure. I’m okay. My mind was somewhere else, Clay.”

“Well, bring it back to us, Sweetheart. You sang a great first set, and the people want more.”

“Thanks. You guys played a great first set too. I couldn’t have done it without you.”

“Take five,” Clay said. “ Give us some time to get into groove, before you come out with your James Brown medley.”

“Will do. You guys take your time. I’m in no hurry,” Phoebe said and walked away, parting the divided stage curtain to go to the lady’s room for entertainers.

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That’s it, folks.

Until next week,

Shalom aleichem,

PatGarciaBW

Pat Garcia


WIPpet Wednesday, July 6, 2016

WIPpet Wednesday
It is WIPpet Wednesday. Many thanks to Emily Witt, who initiated this wonderful WIPpet gathering.   I am still running behind. I now have a large container in my driveway. I am almost finished with clearing out my basement.

            So, it is time for me to share the books I have read, the books I am reading, and what I plan to read in the future and my WIPpet for this week.

So, here goes:

  • What have I read?

Waterski Girl Wonder: A Journey of Perseverance by Shellie Blum, (Book appears on my book review blogs.)

  • What am I reading?

Broken Pieces by Kathleen Long

Christine’s Odyssey by J.L. Campbell

  • What do I plan to read next?

Not sure yet. I am working on the final revision for my manuscript so that I can submit it back to my writing coach/book editor at the middle of August and concentrating on books by authors who have agent contracts with agencies where I want to submit.

My WIPpet is 15 paragraphs (6+7+2=15) Creative math – the day + the month + the first number in the 2016.

Summary: We ended last week with Daniel asking Phoebe if something was wrong as she approached the table reserves for him and his and her friends.

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“No. I'm just surprised. I didn't expect to see you here."

"This function is sponsored by the company, and Peter and Kirk finally convinced me to attend. Come, you can sit here."

"I think I'll go backstage and rest."

"Are you tired?"

"No," Phoebe said, noticing that everyone had got surreally quiet and were listening to the interchange between her and Daniel.

"Then, come sit," Daniel said as he stood up and walked around the table to loop her arm into his, “You have a beautiful voice.”

"Thank you."

"I mean it. You have a beautiful voice, Lady. You touched me this evening."

Kirk, Peter, and Chuck, Roberta's husband sat there with astonishment on their faces. He'd never opened himself so quickly to a woman, not even to their wives or Roberta whom he had known the longest.

“Then let me say again, thank you. It’s nice to know you’re enjoying the band.”

“You, Phoebe,” Daniel said, using her first name, “I’m enjoying you.”

“Why don’t you two sit down? Phoebe, how long is your break?” Kirk interrupted.

“About twenty minutes, Kirk," Phoebe said and turned to Roberta, causing Daniel to embrace her. "Can you and your charming husband give me a ride home tonight? I drop the car off to the repair shop on the way to my sound check.”

“No problem, Phoebe, I'll drive you home,” Daniel said, before Roberta could open her mouth to answer.

Still looped with her arm in his arm, Phoebe turned back to Daniel so that she could look him in his eyes. “Thanks, but it’s on the way for Roberta.”

“How do you know it’s not on my way too, Phoebe,” Daniel said and looked over her head to give Roberta a big smile. “Don’t worry about it, Roberta. Phoebe is in good hands with me.”

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That’s all, folks.

Until next week,

Shalom aleichem,

PatGarciaBW

Pat Garcia