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WIPpet Wednesday, November 9, 2016

WIPpet Wednesday
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


WIPpet Wednesday, October 12, 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?

I read Border Bride, A Regency Novella by Shannon Donnelly. The review will appear on my book review blogs within three weeks.

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 Bound By The Summer Prince by Mistral Dawn.

  • 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, Our Justice by John Howell.

My Snippet is composed of 10 paragraphs. This is the beginning of Chapter 12. I may present the entire chapter. I am not sure yet.

Background and summary: Kirk and Peter are having a meeting in Daniel’s office after Angie leaves. Scene 1 is ending, and scene 2 begins.

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Quickly, Angie whisked past Peter and Kirk, mumbled a goodbye to Maria and fled out of the door while Daniel observed the two men before him.

“Come into my office. We need to talk,” Daniel said harnessing his temper.

I didn’t realize it was going to take persuasion to get the both of you and especially Kirk to see that all of my intentions toward Phoebe are honorable.

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They sat around the round table in Daniel’s office. Daniel watched as Kirk sat down and crossed his arms over his chest.

This is not going to be easy. Kirk is worst than a mother hen when it comes to Phoebe.

“Would you two take my word, if I told you, I don’t plan on hurting Phoebe?”

“Why should we believe you? Her resignation is sitting somewhere on your desk. Your treatment forced her to resign.”

“Phoebe’s not resigning. She’s my Project Leader, Kirk.”

“Until the project is completed, and then what?”

“It’s her decision, but the job is hers permanently.”

“You mean this is not a temporary spot,” Peter asked.

“No, it’s not. I admit Phoebe thinks she’s working out her termination notice, and I’ve decided not to correct that impression because she’d walk out immediately, but the job is permanent. So, Kirk will have to find a replacement.”

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That’s all folks.

Until next week, 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