Do truly creative people have an unspoken language? Is there some sort of high-level right-brain telepathy going on the more left-brained folks can’t tune in?
Bruce
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Chapter 18: A Plan Comes Into Focus
Brooke and Soña finally had coffee at The Clover. Geoff should have done what his wife asked, but instead, he had waited to tell Blair, who told Brooke, who then called Geoff, who told Soña how Brooke was interested and wanted to talk. Soña could have gone back through the process but instead merely called […]
My First Novel: About Chapter 17
Nothing succeeds like success. And after several false starts, Brooke is finally seeing the benefits of that. So much so that her “little business” is starting to become not so little anymore.
Chapter 17: Word Begins to Spread
Brooke typed his name and number into her phone, being sure to spell out JUSTICE in all caps so she’d remember it wasn’t Justin. That was embarrassing. The two set a price for his help, and now Justice was on most of the shoots. Brooke wasn’t sure why it took her so long to realize […]
My First Novel: About Chapter 16
Justice can be swift. Justice can be righteous. And sometimes Justice is some guy at the park. Random encounters can often have a major impact on your lifepath – as Brooke is soon to find out.
Chapter 16: And Justice Shall Triumph
Brooke and Peter still didn’t have a name for their new business. Mel’s idea of “Barking Out Loud” was good, but Brooke wanted to use only the initials. After all, BOL was in every story Peter wrote. Peter’s sense of humor was off a few degrees, so the things he wrote were funny, in the […]
Be My Valentine
There’s a small bowl on a table in our home. The bowl shows a couple who appear blissfully in love; to their side are six red hearts. When I turn the bowl over I can read where the artist has etched, “The secret of a long marriage is to put a little romance in every day.” It’s signed, “Mary.” I don’t know Mary but I’d like to meet her, and thank her for crafting the most perfect of gifts.
The Perfect Beach Trip … until …
It was to be the perfect week at the beach, and it was, right up until the police arrived. The brother and sister started planning an early summer trip for their own young families. “There’s no better way to get to know each other than by living for a week under the same roof,” the brother said to his sister, wanting their children – cousins – to be close. She agreed. They would soon find out how right they were.
Loving Prague in December
Longships gracefully navigating the picturesque rivers of Europe. Happy couples holding hands as together they climb the stairs to a storybook castle. People enjoying a glass of wine before dinner. All images that have filled our TV screen for years, tempting us to travel and explore. We wanted to be part of the scenes. Viking had a trip leaving Passau, Germany, and cruising the Danube River, ending in Budapest, Hungary. There would be stops in Austrian cities of Linz, Melk, Durnstein, Krems, and Vienna; then on to Bratislava, Slovak Republic before ending in Budapest. That sounded like the perfect trip, “But why not go early?” my wife asked. “It’ll give us a chance to explore and get comfortable.”
My First Novel: About Chapter 15
Do you believe in luck .. or lucky signs? Are good luck omens real – or do they just motivate you to make your own luck? What’s the difference as long as it works? Brooke is about to find out.