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.

 

Where Did I Put Those Tools?

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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

         GRW Service Award & The Sandra Chastain Award.

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