CONGRATULATE CHEF SONYA KING

I helped a client write and publish a book about her life. It’s well worth the price and time you need to read it. You’ll enjoy her easy reading style and her message! I LOVE being a writing coach!

There is always hope when you believe in God’s plan.In this book, Sonya King, chef, wife and mother, tells of her journey to regain her health and find relief from her crippling pain to do the job she loved and enjoy her new marriage. After one marriage that failed, Sonya had to start over and raise her two children on her own. She overcame being a homeless teen in Atlanta, Georgia for months and graduated high school, so she knew she could do it again. She regained control of her life by earning her certification as a chef and starting a successful business. Fate stepped in and brought about debilitating pain that nearly robbed her of her hard-won, successful life. She shares her journey to recovery and the knowledge she gained while regaining control of her health and becoming stronger than ever before. This memoir about Chef Sonya’s journey will give you hope that you can overcome life’s roadblocks through faith in God and hard work on your own part, as well as help from her friends. Finding happiness depends on you.

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Where did I put those tools?

Mary Marvella, paranormal romance, writing craft

 I have been looking diligently for my writing tool box so I can begin a new book!

 “Ah, there it is.” I squat down to heft my large tool box, but it proves easier to lift than I remembered.

 How odd! I remember filling it with wonderful words and techniques I learned while reading voraciously in high school and after I retired from teaching school. Studying the master writers of the classics gave me more tools. Many tools I found while I taught writing and literature.

Fighting the rusty latch makes me ashamed of my neglect. Has it really been that long since I began to fill the toolbox with story-telling tools or since I last dug for something to interesting to use?  Ah, I remember how much finding the right adjectives and adverbs made me smile. Some rule makers said I couldn’t use them, but must choose the right nouns and adverbs. I wonder where I put those descriptive words. Maybe I left them with the tools I insisted my plumber leave at home. Any good plumber should be fine with a couple of wrenches, right?

As much as I enjoyed reading stories using omniscient point of view, I had to get rid of that.  It landed near the prepositional phrases I heard must go.  Mixing points of view in scenes, I had to take those out.  Those tools are probably with the carpentry tools I had my carpenter dump. Who needs more than one hammer, screw driver, or saw? How many nails and screws does a builder need?

         Could I use some of the old tools I once enjoyed? How many readers would welcome them?

        The concepts of paranormal have changed immensely, too. Once upon a time stories about ghosts, reincarnation, vampires, werewolves, fairytales, or monsters were paranormal. Occasional super heroes made readers drool and we loved a bit of mind reading and predicting the future. (I’m a bit old!)

        Which tools did you toss from your writing toolbox? Do you miss them?

         With all the changes in publishing, I sometimes find myself missing the classics, the stories modern publishers might not publish today. Sorry, Bill Shakespeare, Mark Twain, and others! I have two paranormal stories with very little in the way of super powers. If you like stories of reincarnation, ghosts, and/or premonitions, with no super powers, please check out The Protective Series and Haunting Refrain

            They met because he had premonitions and she was in peril. But you will never believe why they fell in love. Paranormal romance at its best. After mourning the loss of her husband, Brit Roberts manages to pick up her life as a teacher for a rural Georgia High school. Things are fine until anonymous phone calls turn creepy and her life is endangered.

             It’s not until Sam Samuels, shows up to check on her that she finds a little peace, if not a slight attraction to the handsome yet meddling security specialist. Sam Samuels isn’t just the father of one of Ms. Robert’s students, he’s a man with premonitions so strong, they make him ill. So when he meets his son’s teacher and pain kicks in, he knows something’s awry but can’t put his finger on it until he interrupts an attempt to rape and kill the teacher. Sam makes it his personal goal to protect her, only he didn’t count on falling for her.

 

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 I have been looking diligently for my writing tool box so I can begin a new book!

 “Ah, there it is.” I squat down to heft my large tool box, but it proves easier to lift than I remembered.

 How odd! I remember filling it with wonderful words and techniques I learned while reading voraciously in high school and after I retired from teaching school. Studying the master writers of the classics gave me more tools. Many tools I found while I taught writing and literature.

Fighting the rusty latch makes me ashamed of my neglect. Has it really been that long since I began to fill the toolbox with story-telling tools or since I last dug for something to interesting to use?  Ah, I remember how much finding the right adjectives and adverbs made me smile. Some rule makers said I couldn’t use them, but must choose the right nouns and adverbs. I wonder where I put those descriptive words. Maybe I left them with the tools I insisted my plumber leave at home. Any good plumber should be fine with a couple of wrenches, right?

As much as I enjoyed reading stories using omniscient point of view, I had to get rid of that.  It landed near the prepositional phrases I heard must go.  Mixing points of view in scenes, I had to take those out.  Those tools are probably with the carpentry tools I had my carpenter dump. Who needs more than one hammer, screw driver, or saw? How many nails and screws does a builder need?

         Could I use some of the old tools I once enjoyed? How many readers would welcome them?

        The concepts of paranormal have changed immensely, too. Once upon a time stories about ghosts, reincarnation, vampires, werewolves, fairytales, or monsters were paranormal. Occasional super heroes made readers drool and we loved a bit of mind reading and predicting the future. (I’m a bit old!)

        Which tools did you toss from your writing toolbox? Do you miss them?

         With all the changes in publishing, I sometimes find myself missing the classics, the stories modern publishers might not publish today. Sorry, Bill Shakespeare, Mark Twain, and others! I have two paranormal stories with very little in the way of super powers. If you like stories of reincarnation, ghosts, and/or premonitions, with no super powers, please check out Protective Instincts and Haunting Refrain

            They met because he had premonitions and she was in peril. But you will never believe why they fell in love. Paranormal romance at its best. After mourning the loss of her husband, Brit Roberts manages to pick up her life as a teacher for a rural Georgia High school. Things are fine until anonymous phone calls turn creepy and her life is endangered.

             It’s not until Sam Samuels, shows up to check on her that she finds a little peace, if not a slight attraction to the handsome yet meddling security specialist. Sam Samuels isn’t just the father of one of Ms. Robert’s students, he’s a man with premonitions so strong, they make him ill. So when he meets his son’s teacher and pain kicks in, he knows something’s awry but can’t put his finger on it until he interrupts an attempt to rape and kill the teacher. Sam makes it his personal goal to protect her, only he didn’t count on falling for her.

     

         Mary Marvella

         GRW Service Award & The Sandra Chastain Award.

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Mary Marvella has been a storyteller for as long as she can remember. The arrival of the book mobile excited her more the music of the ice cream truck. As a child of the South, she inherited the storytelling gene from her parents.

Retired from teaching classic works of the masters, Mary plays let’s pretend with her characters. She has published 10 novels, 1 book on editing, and a collection of Christmas stories.

Mary tutors and coaches writers when she isn’t working on projects as a freelance editor. Mary loves soaking up new knowledge.

Georgia raised, she writes stories with a Southern flair.

Mary has taught workshops for GRW, East Metro Atlanta Christian Writers, Savvy Authors, Hearts through History (RWA) and FF&P (RWA) & The Southern Pen Indie Conference. Mary published Weeding of your Manuscript: What Editors Wish You Knew

The Cost of Deception

It was late and Drew nursed a glass of watered down whiskey as he stared at his reflection in the mirrored wall behind the bar. He looked like a renegade. The scraggly, black beard and the tinted lenses hid what was on the outside.

Why do bars have so much mirror space? True, he could see what was going on behind him, as well as anyone who approached him. He hoped to see the man who would be his connection in his current investigation. He could also see too much of himself, which wasn’t much help tonight. He couldn’t stop the mental reflections any more than he could the ones in the mirror.

Not since he left home had he worn glasses, except when he needed a disguise. He wasn’t the skinny wimp he’d been in high school or even during his first years at Georgia Tech. Now few men dared tease the muscular man who filled the black tee shirt and stretched the short sleeves rolled a notch over the bulge of his upper arm. The forearm he saw in the mirror looked lethal as veins bulged each time he flexed his hand. Drew was a man to be feared and respected. He’d worked hard to become that man.

The first year in the army was responsible for most of the transformation to the undercover cop who answered to the name Drew. He answered to many aliases. Tonight he answered to Spider, as the sinister tattoo on one forearm would suggest.

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The Cost of Deception is a romantic suspense. Tess, widowed mother and teacher, has been so wrapped in in her role as a mother that she has forgotten how it feels to be a desirable woman. Seeing Drew at the class reunion awakens her sexuality.


Drew is an undercover cop in Atlanta, GA. During his years in the military he had no concerns about marriage and starting a family. His life put him in danger, and he liked things that way. Seeing Tess at the class reunion made him rethink what he really wanted.


How can he make his career work with the things Tess and her kids make him want, when everything he tells her and her kids is a lie?

 
Yes, there will be hot sex and danger will stalk her family.

         Mary Marvella

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Foot Reflexology

I did have a good time trying products from Diane Freeman while I explored the chart. My feet were softer and smoother, Maybe I’ll try again soon!

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Reflexology, also known as zone therapy, is an alternative medical practice involving the application of pressure to specific points on the feet and hands. This is done using thumb, finger, and hand massage techniques without the use of oil or lotion.

I was too busy trying to figure how hard to press and where and how much that I didn’t relax! Grin! By the time I reached my feet, my knees hurt and my ankles didn’t like staying in the position needed for me to reach the bottoms of my feet. I think I need to let someone else do this for me. Maybe a pedicure would be good, having one, not doing it myself.

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My #Teacher’sHat Is Getting Some Use!

Next week I’ll finish an editing class about, well, editing and polishing our manuscripts. It’s about the nitty-gritty of grammar, punctuation, and such! I’m a guest instructor of FF&PRWA, Future, Fantasy, and Paranormal

Saturday I’ll be presenting for the monthly meeting for Georgia Romance Writers of RWA. I’ll discuss creating characters you will love or hate but not forget when you reach The End.

March will be all about characterization, or showing instead of telling. Yep

Getting to Know Your Characters by Showing not Telling

Presented by: Mary Marvella

Dates: TBD

Fee: OIRW Member $25| Non-Member $35

Course description:

Instead of telling about characters, show our readers. What our main characters think, say and do, that’s easy. But how do other characters react to out main ones? How do they treat our main characters?  How else can we show? 

Instructor Bio:

Mary Marvella has been a storyteller for as long as she can remember. The arrival of the book mobile was as exciting as hearing the music of the ice cream truck. As a child of the South, she inherited the storytelling gene from her parents and her grandmamas.

Retired from teaching classic works of the masters, Mary plays let’s pretend with her characters. She has published 10 novels, 1 book on editing, and a collection of Christmas stories.

Mary tutors, and coaches writers when she isn’t working on projects as a freelance editor.  She has always been a grammar geek who loved soaking up new knowledge and reading everything, including labels on cereal boxes.

Georgia raised, she writes stories with a Southern flair.

Mary has taught workshops for Georgia Romance Writers, Northeast Metro Atlanta Christian Writers, Savvy Authors, Hearts through History (RWA) and FF&P (RWA) and The Southern Pen Indie Conference. Mary loves teaching so much she published a book called Weeding of your Manuscript: What Editors Wish You Knew Now on Sale

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ABOUT WRITERS AND HEARING

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I posted this several years ago, but we tend to forget things, especially if they don’t apply to us.

Why should writers be concerned about the hearing problems of others? Because writers operate in a world with other people, and one day any of you could start losing your hearing.

It’s happened to me, and it often affects my interactions. You might know someone who hides a hearing problem or you might not be paying enough attention to notice. Some people aren’t aware they’re not hearing everything or that people with them aren’t.

For example, I was walking with two people at a writers’ workshop. Since I’m a klutz, I was looking down while we talked. One of the people asked me several times to repeat what I said. After a while he caught my attention and said he hadn’t heard much of what I was saying.

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Part 2 of the Up and Down Day!

What happened to the dead battery? To get the significance of this story, check my blog on https://pinkfuzzyslippersauthors.wordpress.com/2021/01/11/one-of-those-up-and-down-days/.

Tired but excited after a long and productive day Wednesday evening, despite having my jumped off twice, I backed into my garage. Folks who know me well know I DON’T often back up, so I had to work on that. I figured that would make it easier for someone to start my poor car.

The second I turned off the engine, I tried to restart it. It worked! Ten minutes later I went back out and turned the key. Silence! I had expected that! The battery was indeed dead.

Since I had nowhere to go for 4 days, I didn’t worry about the battery Thursday. However, Friday reminded me that I couldn’t go anywhere if I had an emergency. Hmmm. I sent messages to 2 of my former students, about the costs of batteries and the best place to get one, but neither responded, so I googled and found a place.

No brand names mentioned here. I could save by ordering online. Have you tried to order a car part online? The site even wants to know the color of the car and its parents’ names. Slight exaggeration. I ordered one at a store not far from me and made an appointment to have it installed FREE!

Next I called my insurance company to get roadside assistance again. Did you know you if you don’t have a stinking app, it takes 30 minutes to fill out the request? Maybe not that long, but it seemed like since I kept making mistakes. By the way, I had appointments with editing clients later.

Once I got a jump start an hour later, I checked my phone for directions to get my battery. By the grace of God, I caught that the store location was much farther than the one I had in mind. I had barely pulled out of my garage when 2 lights of death flashed on the dash! LOW tire pressure and LOW gas. Neither light was on Wednesday when I pulled into my garage. I could have asked the Roadside Assistance guy to check the tires, but NOOOO. He was long gone.

Driving like an old little lady, I watched those lights and finally gave in to look for a place to get the tires checked. Easy? NOT! I finally pulled in to a tire store and asked an attendant to check my tires. Smart man told me they were low. I KNEW THAT! He also wanted me to let him check for a nail causing the loss of air. I didn’t have time for that! I was already late for my battery appointment.

Of course, the low fuel light still taunted me, and I could imagine sitting on the side of the expressway with no gas, so I pulled into a gas station/convenience store close by. Can you guess what I did? What are we supposed to do when we gas up our cars? The second I turned off my engine I tried to restart my car. I could pray I didn’t run out of gas. It didn’t matter! The battery was well and truly dead.

Panic made me feel like a mad woman. I paid for gas and asked the clerk if someone in the store could give my battery one last jump start. Of course not! Since my trunk is full of boxes of books, I couldn’t have found my jumper cables if my life has depended on it. Picture a short, elderly woman begging men for a jump start in the sprinkling rain! I was not a pretty sight. Fortunately, a customer offered help and got me on my way.

FINALLY, I MADE IT TO THE BATTERY STORE. I had planned to go get the tires checked, but they weren’t low anymore, sooooo.

That evening I had two client conferences, both of which had rescheduled while I waited for my NEW battery, and made a little money! I admit that wasn’t exciting the way winning a trip is, but I’ll take it!

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Check Out this Workshop for Writers!

If you find yourself wanting to skim your own book to get to the wonderful end or if you want to just write “And more stuff happens.” and the get to the good parts.

Time for another course! Avoid that sagging middle readers skim. The course will involve ways to cure sagging middles in any story. Writers who don’t plot can find themselves painted into a corner or wondering what to do next. Even plotters sometimes find a story seems to be going nowhere. Sometimes the problems are solved, but the book needs to be longer. OOPS!So what can we do about that? Students and I will share ways to make scenes more meaningful and give characters problems that fit the situation and make those characters stronger for the new problems.I will give lessons/lectures about why stories need conflicts, small and large, internal and external, to keep excitement going and readers reading.Students will select slow scenes from their projects or create them so we can pump life into them with small or large rocks. I will give examples of problems based on the stories. We will brainstorm and share scenes on the loop each week.http://www.oirwa.com/forum/workshop-registration/ONLY $35 for a one month class!

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Ringgold Fever!

I’ll be here Saturday, signing books! #NextChapter2020! Civic Center: Performing Arts Theater and Event Center Ringgold, GA.

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I Don’t Need an Editor.

I’ve heard that often and have even said it.

I was wrong!

I recently took a manuscript I had planned to update and load to create print books. The story was dear to my heart and filled with love and emotion. After both of my parents passed away and my marriage ended within one year, I needed to vent my grief, hurt, and anger. I did. I cried over my laptop keyboard.

That was all I needed to write a good book everyone would love, right?  WRONG!

Some reviews said nasty things. “It was riddled with errors.” Say what? I skimmed for errors and only found some Southern spellings, like goin’ for going or doin’ instead of doing. I used Southern expressions. Surely they were the reason someone said there were so many errors she couldn’t read it. Maybe the reviewer was just being nasty. One reviewer even gave the book a 1. A 1?  She liked the story, but it needed an editor and a proof reader. The nerve of that reviewer!

During this reading I found lots of things I missed. Some were about proofing, while others were mistakes caused by gremlins and my reading too quickly. If I can make mistakes and miss them with my knowledge and experience, maybe you could, too. We all have habits we need to break.

Hw meny tymes have you seen meems that misspelled wrds and omitt wurds and asked if you cud read and unnerstan them? Could you understand this question? I’m guessing you could. Now for the big question. WOULD YOU WANT TO READ A BOOK WITH LOTS OF ERRORS AND HAVE TO INNTERPRET THEM?

I taught school and read answers to essay questions by students of all levels, so I can figure out answers. I tutor and edit for students and writers at different levels, so I still figure out what they mean and use their errors to teach them.  I would not read a book that had many errors or required straining my brain to read them.

Are you often tempted to skim books until you find the good parts? There are ways to save your readers from that temptation.  

  1. Clean up grammatical errors.
  2. YES, you do need to use the correct punctuation, and, YES, there are rules. Learn them before you break them intentionally.
  3. Read for weak verbs that don’t evoke images for your reader.
  4. Watch ing verbs and how often you use was when other verbs would make your writing stronger.
  5. Use dialogue that moves your story and involves readers.
  6. Consider when using passive voice carries more impact or using active voice packs a stronger punch.
  7. Never make your reader guess what you meant. Be clear.
  8. If you tend to be verbose, learn when you need an economy of words. We Southerners know about verbosity and using five words when one or two would make our points.

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In the Time of Change

Virtual everything!

Remember the Sci-fi, futuristic books and movies that had all learning virtual? Students used computers that presented lessons taught by robots or other AI. Disembodied voices came from nowhere to give commands or request information.  That time might be closer than I had hoped.

Though I resist change, I got sucked in because one of my clients moved away and wanted to be able to take me with her kids. Skype permitted it! The students were home schooled and could have listened to lessons on line. They chose to “take me with them”, instead. I actually learned to enjoy working with them one-on-one. The family moved to Houston, and I went along on my laptop. We could still work on lessons and joke and laugh and get down to business.

The family moved to Canada, and we continued to work together. No passport was required.  Then the boy got into college and, as you might have guessed, I worked with him when he attended college in Dayton and the girl in Canada. The girl and I made it through three years for her to finish high school and go to college in Canada.

Now a nasty virus is making it necessary to teach many students virtually instead of in person. Adults are meeting in groups through Zoom. After being stuck at home with a broken shoulder for 2 months I wanted to get out and hug folks!  But we’re not supposed to hug.  I still can’t meet my local students in person, and few of my networking groups meet in person. My local romance writers group meets on Zoom, and conferences meet virtually!  Romance Writers of America and Dragon Con will have virtual workshops. How crazy is that? No costumes or wild parties? I could still wear costumes, but…

I sneak in a few hugs as long as folks wear masks and don’t kiss. One of these days, I’ll be one hugging glutton!  

These days my laptop is my constant companion! No more chalkboards. No more classrooms for me.

Furniture in empty high school classroom.

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