A Series of Intriguing Events

Anyone who knows me can tell you about two very important characteristics I have: I like lists and I’m all about finding fun new experiences. Put those things together and I often have a ton of different lists going on in the form of vision boards. Consider Exhibit A:


That’s my life list in the form of post-it notes on my living room wall (yes, my husband is amazing for letting me do that). There’s also Exhibit B:


This is something new I’m trying. It’s a blown-up version of an adult coloring page and each enclosed space is something I want to do this year. It has a ride range of items on it, from reading fun (not work-related) books, going to the beach, taking vacations, etc. Every time I do something on the board, it gets colored in. I have REALLY loved this board so far.

I tell you all this so you’ll understand (and maybe laugh) about my next idea. You hear about method actors? Well I love the thought of being a method writer; of experiencing the situations I’ll put my characters in so I can write about them more authentically.

So I’ve come up with an idea: A Series of Intriguing Events. This will be a dynamic list here, on my blog, of different adventures I want to have. The list will be created from experiences I already know my characters will have, plus unique/fun things that I or you (yes, I’m taking suggestions) come up with, which may serve as inspiration for future books.

The best part: I get to share each of these adventures with you! Each one will be a future post so you can get your giggles in by reading what I go through.

Without further ado, here are the ideas I have so far:

  1. Birthday at a drag dinner show. This one will be happening quickly – tomorrow, in fact. Twist: I’ll wear a wig to “be” someone else – I might think of a different twist for this one still.
  2. Make homemade dog treats. Twist: Bring my husband along to hand these out to shelter dogs (this is a twist because my husband has a history of going dog-crazy like woman sometimes go baby-crazy).
  3. Mini road trip. Twist: There can’t be any set plans for where I go/stop.
  4. Karaoke. This doesn’t need any more twist because it scares the crap out of me. 😝
  5. Visit a trampoline place to have some bouncy fun. Twist: Still thinking on this one too.
  6. Drive a race car. Twist: Still needed.
  7. Have a picnic and fly a kite. Twist: I have to make the lite myself.

These are the first events that come to mind based on books I’m currently writing. The “twist” piece is important because I figure adding a different element to the activities will allow me to get a slightly different perspective than just my own. For example, maybe adding the wig to the drag show one will give me the perspective of:

  • Someone who wants to be someone else
  • Someone who’s hiding from the law
  • Someone who’s lost their hair due to chemo treatments
  • My poor husband who’s already said (jokingly) that he won’t be sitting with me

More ideas will be added to this post as I come up with them. In the meantime, I’d love to hear your suggestions! Are there any adventures I should add to list? Twists I should add or consider for the activities that are already listed?

Share your ideas in the comments below. I can’t wait to hear them! 😄

WIPpet Wednesday – May 24, 2017

Whew! Thank goodness for WIPpet Wednesday or I would probably have nothing to post this week – I was actually already bad and missed last week’s post. 😒 Things have just been a little crazy lately, with a mixture of good (my husband is opening his own bike shop) and bad (my grandfather recently passed away). But I guess that’s life, right?

So anyway, since I’m a little behind on writing/editing lately, I thought I’d share a section of my intro to the main character from my WIP, “About the Journey.” 

But first, it’s time for WIPpet math. This one will be fun – the two digits of the day (2 & 4) multiplied together equal 8. The two digit year (17) added together, also equals 8. Combined together you get 16. And May is really the #1 month because it’s my birth month, so subtract 1 from 16 and you get 15. There are 15 “sections” to the intro I’ve posted. 

In this snippet, Kacie McGuire, our woeful workaholic has just gotten off her flight home after a long week/day at work. She’s about to encounter the first of many problems that will come up before she finally makes it home.

Her phone buzzed, updating after being on airplane mode for the last couple hours. Megan had left another voicemail. 

It could wait till morning. Megan Nunez had been her best friend since they were both wearing jelly shoes and top-knot pony tails. She’d understand if it took a while to respond. Besides, Kacie was done with technology for the day. All she wanted was a good night’s sleep in her own bed.

Unfortunately, the universe had other things in mind. 

The first problem came with her suitcase. By the time she made it to the baggage area, the other passengers had swooped up their bags, like pigeons consuming scattered crumbs. The carousels had stopped circling and only three suitcases remained, none of them hers. 

Maroon, with multi-colored polka dots. Big enough to hide a giraffe contortionist. Hard to miss that one. She had Megan to thank for that. The girl had quite the sense of humor when it came to birthday presents.

Of course, at midnight the airport was dead (heightened security, my ass!). After several minutes trying to hunt down help, she took things into her own hands. Her black pencil skirt and gray silk blouse were not ideal for for crawling on baggage belts but sometimes a girl has got to do what a girl has got to do.

Off came the high heels as she  hiked her skirt above her knees.  Then she climbed onto the conveyor belt, crawling on all fours toward the entryway that lead to the baggage loading area. A peek past the rubber flaps told her there was no one on that side either. Shit.

She ducked her head, slinking through the opening like a caterpillar, ignoring the the flaps that snagged her hair. On the other side, Kacie spied the unmistakable corner of her suitcase on the floor just beyond the conveyor belt. 

Yes! Must have fallen off as the carousel was turning. Her arm stretched out, fingertips barely reaching the tip of the bag’s handle. 

Come on. Last thing I need is to be caught with my ass in the air.

With a surge forward and a grunt, she grasped the handle and pulled it partially up on the belt.

“Just a little help,” she muttered to herself. “Someone to radio for assistance. Is that really so much to ask?” She shimmied backwards, tugging the bag with her. When a rip sounded, she jumped, hitting her head against the entryway edge. There was a taste of blood on her lip.

Damn. Her sleeve had caught on an upraised screw. Well this shirt was ruined. Arms tucked in and still grasping the suitcase handle, she slid back some more. Her shoulders were clear of the entryway. Then her head. Kacie curled her stockinged feet under her to brace for one last pull.

“Ma’am?”

She yelped and fell backwards, tumbling off the conveyor belt. Another tear sounded – this time up the side of her skirt. Her bag flipped over her head to land at the feet of a security guard.

How is everyone else doing with their WIPs? With any luck, both your ideas and your words are flowing well. 

If this is your first time coming across the WIPpet blog hop, don’t forget to check out the links of my fellow writers. Each Wednesday, we’re posting snippets from one of our WIPs (works-in-progress) based (VERY loosely) on the date it’s posted.

I hope you enjoy!