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WIPpet Wednesday, September 28, 2016

WIPpet Wednesday
It is WIPpet Wednesday. Many thanks to Emily Witt, who initiated this wonderful WIPpet gathering.  I am still working out of boxes, but the boxes are fewer than before.

  So, here goes for today:

  • What have I read?

The Cat Who Wanted A Dog by Micki Peluso and Illustrations by Neva Franks

What am I reading?

Still reading PEAK: Secrets From The New Science Of Expertise by Anders Ericsson and Robert Pool, How To Become A Writer by Barbara Baig, and I Was Right On Time, My Journey from the Negro Leagues to the Majors, Buck O’Neil with Steve Wulf and David Conrad, and I have started reading A Thousand Acres by Jane Smiley

  • What do I plan to read next?

My GRL by John Howell, The Violin Man’s Legacy by Seumas Gallacher and Flash 40 Life’s Moments by Janelle Jalbert, The Last Coach by Allen Barra, and My Personal Best by John Wooden with Steve Jamison.

My Snippet is composed of 9 paragraphs. This is the beginning of Chapter 9. After this snippet, I will present something new.

Background and summary: Daniel sends Phoebe home early because of Quad 1’s soccer game. The weekend with the family turned out great, but something unexpected happened, which we will find out about in the snippet below.

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Driving into Cochran Ltd on Monday morning, Phoebe was quite pleased with herself. Quad 1 scored at the last minute, and she and all her brood, including Granny, went to the ice cream parlor on Beethoven Street.

John, Quad 1’s coach, came in right before they were leaving and joined them. During the conversation, he asked her to accompany him to the Christmas Dance coming up at his school in December. He had been chosen by his director to be one of the chaperoned.

“John, I don’t think I can. I’ve just been chosen as project leader for a new project. Between the kids and that I just don’t have the time.”

“Yes, you do Phoebe,” Quad 1 said. “We’ll be good.”

“Phoebe,” John said, “The dance is in December. Maybe, you can arrange it so you can be there.”

“She will,” said the entire table and Phoebe looked at them sternly.

Wait until I get you guys home. We’re going to have a talk.

“John, let me think about this and get back to you. Right now, I need to get my brood home. They’re flipping.”

Everyone at the table laughed, including Phoebe.

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That’s all, folks.

Be safe.

Shalom aleichem,

Pat Garcia August 13 2016

Pat Garcia


WIPpet Wednesday, September 21, 2016

WIPpet Wednesday
It is WIPpet Wednesday. Many thanks to Emily Witt, who initiated this wonderful WIPpet gathering.  I am still working out of boxes, but the boxes are fewer than before, and I am not complaining. I am elated. Just hooked up my hp wireless printer, successfully.

  So, here goes for today:

  • What have I read?

I have not finished reading anything this week.

What am I reading?

Still reading PEAK: Secrets From The New Science Of Expertise by Anders Ericsson and Robert Pool, How To Become A Writer by Barbara Baig, and I Was Right On Time, My Journey from the Negro Leagues to the Majors, Buck O’Neil with Steve Wulf and David Conrad, and I have started reading A Thousand Acres by Jane Smiley and The Cat Who Wanted A Dog by Micki Peluso.

  • What do I plan to read next?

My GRL by John Howell, The Violin Man’s Legacy by Seumas Gallacher and Flash 40 Life’s Moments by Janelle Jalbert, The Last Coach by Allen Barra, and My Personal Best by John Wooden with Steve Jamison.

My Snippet is composed of 28 paragraphs. This is the last part of this chapter and I didn’t want to take two paragraphs out of the next chapter because I am not sure I will continue with this story or present a new one.

Background and summary: Quad 1 calls, and she takes the call in Daniel office. After her phone call, Phoebe and Daniel’s discussion continues but Daniel takes a step in a different direction.

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When Phoebe hung up, Daniel had gotten up from his desk and walked to his window to look out over the parking lot.

“I need you to give me a summary of the project. I want to take it home for the weekend,” Daniel said.

“That’ll take hours, and I promise Quad 1 I'd be at his first soccer game.”

“Okay, then give the data to me. I’ll summarize it, and then you’ll have to check it and concur on Monday,” Daniel said, still facing the window.

“Do you mind?”

“No Phoebe, I don’t mind. By the way, what’s Quad 1 real name?” Daniel turned to regard her as she answered.

“Daniel Michael.”

“Are you serious?

“Yep.”

“And the other two Quads.”

“Quad 2 is Daniel Elijah, and Quad 4 is Daniel Joseph. Quad 3 told you he was Daniel Gabriel when you brought me home last night.”

“You mean each boy has Daniel in his name?”

“Yes indeed, Mr. Cochran, and that why Angie gave them the name ‘the Quads.’ But when they turned three, Daniel Michael decided to identify them by a number. So, they’re Quad 1, and 2, and 3, and 4 now. Who knows what he'll come up with when they turn five.”

“He has to be one smart kid to figure out something like that,” Daniel said.

“Believe me when I say he is. He’s either going to be a lawyer or a soccer player.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Well, he’s playing soccer with eight-year-olds, and he’s just four, and he’s in the third grade at the best private academic school I can afford, and the teacher and the principle would like to move him up two classes higher because he's bored. So do you understand now?” Phoebe asked.

“Wow,” Daniel said. “We need to talk about finances, and I’d love to see him play soccer.”

“Not yet, Daniel. Please give me time to prepare them.”

“It’s just that I’d like to get to know them.”

“Trust me, you will.”

“I do, Phoebe. So, out with you; I need to get some work done, and you need to bring your things up from your office.”

“But I…”

“You need to get all your things up here and make sure all your office equipment is working properly. Afterward, go home. I’ll see you on Monday.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m very sure. Now out!”

With a perplexed look on her face and a question in her eyes, Phoebe walked out of Daniel office and closed the door lightly. She pinched herself to make sure she was not sleeping. A pleasant conversation without sarcasm and accusations with Daniel Cochran was something she’d had only in her dreams.

If Phoebe had turned around and took a look at Daniel Cochran's smiling face, she might have fainted once more.

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That’s all, folks.

Be safe.

Shalom aleichem,

Pat Garcia August 13 2016

Pat Garcia


WIPpet Wednesday, September 14, 2016

WIPpet Wednesday


It is WIPpet Wednesday. Many thanks to Emily Witt, who initiated this wonderful WIPpet gathering.  I am still working out of boxes, but the boxes are fewer than before, and I am not complaining. I am elated. Just hooked up my hp wireless printer, successfully.

  So, here goes for today:

  • What have I read?

Fiction Writing Modes, Eleven Essential Toos for Bringing Your Story to Life, by Mike Klassen, and A French Girl On The Prairie by Fred Pirat.

What am I reading?

Still reading PEAK: Secrets From The New Science Of Expertise by Anders Ericsson and Robert Pool, How To Become A Writer by Barbara Baig, and I Was Right On Time, My Journey from the Negro Leagues to the Majors, Buck O’Neil with Steve Wulf and David Conrad.

  • What do I plan to read next?

My GRL by John Howell, The Violin Man’s Legacy by Seumas Gallacher and Flash 40 Life’s Moments by Janelle Jalbert, The Last Coach by Allen Barra, and My Personal Best by John Wooden with Steve Jamison.

My Snippet is composed of 17 paragraphs, give or take, minus 2.

Background and summary: Phoebe is in Daniel’s office, reporting to her new workplace and they are having a discussion. Daniel wanted to know if he could help and Phoebe turned him down because she knows the questions will come when she gets home in the evening, and the shock has worn off. Daniel makes a famous statement that she can’t deal with at the moment.

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“If you need me, don’t hesitate to ask me, Phoebe.”

“Okay. Change of subject. Is it necessary for me to work in the suite?”

“You're the project leader, and I want you here. That’s the way it’s done by us. Why?”

“Because I think I can do it from my office on the third floor.”

“You’ll be working close to me to Maria and me. Confidential information will be tossed back and forth between us, words spoken that no one needs to hear but us. I’d prefer that you worked from the suite. That’s why we have that extra office across from mine.”

“Point taken,” Phoebe said as Maria opened the door and looked at her.

“You have a phone call from home," Maria said to Phoebe.

"Place the call here, Maria," Daniel said before Phoebe could move to go to Maria's desk.

When the call came through, Phoebe answered it not quite sure how Daniel would take her receiving family calls at work.

“Hello,” she said as she heard the voice on the other end.

“Phoebe, don’t forget you have to be home by three for my soccer game.”

“I know Quad 1. I promised to be there, and I’ll be there.”

“If I score, can we go to the Italian ice cream parlor on Beethoven Street?”

“It’s your first game, Quad 1.”

“Please, Phoebe.”

“All right. After soccer, we’ll go to the ice cream parlor. Now, may I go back to work."

"See you at four. Love you, Phoebe," Quad 1 said on the phone.

Love you too, sweetie. Bye bye. “

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That's all, folks. Be safe.

Shalom aleichem,

Pat Garcia August 13 2016

Pat Garcia


WIPpet Wednesday, September 7, 2016

WIPpet Wednesday
It is WIPpet Wednesday. Many thanks to Emily Witt, who initiated this wonderful WIPpet gathering.  I am still working out of boxes, but the boxes are fewer than before, and I am not complaining. I am elated. Just hooked up my hp wireless printer, successfully.

           So, here goes for today:

  • What have I read?

Behind the Mask of the Strong Black Woman by Tamara Beauboeuf-Lafontant

What am I reading?

I am still reading, Fiction Writing Modes, Eleven Essential Tools for Bringing Your Story to Life, by Mike Klaassen, PEAK: Secrets From The New Science Of Expertise by Anders Ericsson and Robert Pool, How To Become A Writer by Barbara Baig, and I Was Right On Time, My Journey from the Negro Leagues to the Majors, Buck O’Neil with Steve Wulf and David Conrad.

  • What do I plan to read next?

A French Girl On The Prairie, by Fred Pirat, The Violin Man’s Legacy by Seumas Gallacher and Flash 40 Life’s Moments by Janelle Jalbert, The Last Coach by Allen Barra, and My Personal Best by John Wooden with Steve Jamison.

My Snippet is composed of 16 paragraphs, give or take,  minus 2.

Background and summary: Phoebe is on her way to the executive suite after her encounter with Tammy and is shocked once again.

                                                                                                            ***

Energized by the rush of adrenalin, Phoebe marched to the executive suite, scolding and, ready to get through the last day of the work week. Quad 1 had a soccer game, and she’d promised to be there.

Daniel was standing in the doorway to their suite, waiting for her when she rounded the corner. He observed her as she walked toward him.

“Morning, what happened? You look as if you're ready to fight.”

“Everything's A-Okay. I know, you don't have to tell me. I’m late,” She said, expecting him to get loud.

“You’re not late.”

“Oh. Then, why were you standing in the doorway waiting for me?”

“I thought you might have needed help with your things.”

“I told Kirk, I’ll pick them up later.”

“Good. Come with me to my office. Let talks.”

“Alright," she said, pinching herself to see if she were still on planet earth and in Daniel Cochran's office.   Good morning, Maria,” she said to Maria sitting at her desk.

“Morning, Phoebe. Welcome to the suite,” Maria said to her as she passed by following Daniel into his office.

“How did it go?” Daniel asked as he closed the door.

She didn’t pretend not to know what he was talking about.

“Better than I expected.”

“Do you need me to help?” Daniel asked.

“No. Let me do this my way. I know my family. Yesterday evening, they were shocked. Tonight is when the questions start coming at me.”

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That's all, folks.

Have a good week and be safe.

Shalom aleichem,

Pat Garcia August 13 2016

Pat Garcia