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It is WIPpet Wednesday. Many thanks to Emily Witt, who initiated this wonderful WIPpet gathering.  

  • What have I read?

I read, once again, Nora Roberts Born In Ice, Born In Shame, and Born In Fire.

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 Aftermath by George Weinstein, which I bumped up to the top of the list, My GRL by John Howell, and The 12 Key Pillars of Novel Construction: Your Blueprint for Building a Strong Story by C.S. Lakin.

  • What do I plan to read next?

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, Our Justice by John Howell, and Miami Morning by Mary Clark.

My Snippet is composed of 7 paragraphs out of chapter 13. Daniel and Clay are having lunch in Clay’s office. Daniel requested to see him. Clay begins the conversation.

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“You sounded like the issue you need to talk about was crucial, Daniel.  A matter of life and death. So, what’s problem?

“The problem is a medium-sized Afro with big hips, large, long, legs and breasts that make me want to lay my head between them and sleep. Not to mention a heart filled with compassion that’s driving me crazy.”

“Phoebe, huh?”

 “How did you know?”

“You only had to look at your face at the Chamber of Commerce benefit. No one else recognized it but I saw it, and Roberta did too. In fact, she was quite concerned about whether or not you would attack Phoebe with your emotional instability.”

Daniel laughed. “Man, instability is a good choice of words. That night I got to meet unexpectantly one of my sons, Quad 3. He was waiting up for Phoebe. Wanted to sleep in her bed.”

“How did you feel about meeting him like that?”

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That’s all, folks.

Have a nice rest of the week, and be safe.

Shalom aleichem,

Pat Garcia August 13 2016

Pat Garcia

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