Sunday Funnies

Hunting:

 

Two guys go hunting. Jerry has never gone hunting while Joe has hunted all his life. When they get to the northern Wisconsin woods, Joe tells Jerry to sit by a tree and not make a sound while Joe checks out a deer stand.

After he gets about a quarter of a mile away, Joe hears a blood-curdling scream. He rushes back to Jerry and yells, "I thought I told you to be quiet!"

Jerry says, "Hey, I tried. I really did. When those snakes crawled over me, I didn't make a sound. When that bear was breathing down my neck, I didn't make a peep. But when those two chipmunks crawled up my pants leg and said, 'Should we take them with us or eat them here?' I couldn't keep quiet any more!"

Saturday Book News

Jaclyn’s Ghost by Dorlana Vann

A quirky and romantic supernatural mystery

After fashion model Jaclyn Jade is murdered, she has 48 hours to uncover the reason she didn’t advance to Heaven. With the help of an intriguing ghost of a man who died in the 1920s and a psychic who can speak to the dead, her search for answers initiates a quirky journey of self-discovery. Personalities, eras, and worlds collide as the mismatched trio try to solve the mystery of Jaclyn’s death.

Available now at Fictionwise and AllRomance e-books

Published By: Tease Publishing LLC 
ISBN # 978-1-934678-52-7

Print Available Spring 2009

www.dorlanavann.com

Supernatural Fairy Tales blog

 

Jaclyn’s Ghost excerpt:

Jaclyn stared at the stranger. Nothing made sense. He wore a black jacket over a double-breasted vest and dress pants. Clearly it had been bought off the rack, but still, it was a bit much for a burglar. She also wondered why he hadn’t left when he had the chance. If he wanted to hurt her, why hadn’t he even tried? The way he leaned against the doorframe, his arms crossed, he almost seemed to be amused by her chaos. “Did someone hire you to pull a prank on me? Is that it? Are you an actor? Just tell me what’s going on and who’s in that bed, and maybe I’ll tell the cops to go easy on you.”

“If that’s truly what you want.” He held up his hands and took a couple of steps inside the room.

“Now, you’re starting to piss me off. Just tell me who is in my bed!”

He grinned. “It’s you. Well, the former you. You see, now you’re you, and that’s just a body.”

The man stood a handshake away. Jaclyn tried to ignore the hazy luster around him—too much to think about at that moment—but she couldn’t disregard his attractive face, his square jaw, and his deep black eyes, which at that moment seemed insanely sincere. “Oh... my... goodness.”

“I know... it’s really crazy.”

“No. You’re psychotic.” Without giving herself another chance to chicken out, Jaclyn marched over to her bed and tossed back the bedspread.

Her mouth fell open as she took a step back. It’s just a trick. It’s just someone who looks a lot like me and went to a great deal of trouble to play a joke. She had the same long blonde hair, the same fair skin, the same nose and the same... everything.

Jaclyn decided to wake the imposter and tell her to take her boyfriend and get the hell out of her apartment. But when she reached down to shake the woman, her hand went smooth through the shoulder like it was made of smoke. She jerked her hand back immediately and took an apprehensive breath.

 

 

“This is an extremely high paced book, full of mystery and paranormal experiences. I give it 5 stars for its incredible uniqueness.” GhostWritersReviews.com

“I found myself wanting to know more almost from the first page. This story made me laugh out loud and I had an almost constant smile on my face.” DarkAngelReviews.com

“Although JACLYN'S GHOST—DEATH CARD is short at just 102 pages, it is long on suspense, humor and romance.”  RomanceReaderatHeart.com

CANCELLED DATE

With deep regrets...

The signing scheduled for November 1 at Torrid in Austin has been cancelled.

Please watch future announcements for signings in the Central Texas area to catch me or my friends.

Thank you.

Horse Dancing

I don't watch a lot of Dressage, but this was beautiful.

http://videos.komando.com/2008/10/22/this-horse-can-move/

Make sure you have your speakers on. The horse keeps beautiful time with the music. A very well timed display of athleticism and grace. And the horse is gorgeous.

This Week: In Diana's Head

Are you a tone deaf reader?

I think I might be.

There's always discussions happening somewhere about who has what voice, or how one writer "sounds" like another in style, or pace, or even content. I don't care.

I just read a duet where Christine Feehan is paired with Susan Sizemore.   Both were great stories but here's the thing. I didn't find a huge boulder in between the stories when it came to how they sounded in my head when I read them. I read them with hardly a break between either.

Now if I was reading, and I have been, MaryJanice D., that would be a huge change of voice and moreso of writing style, because it's a first person story. And rather wacky at that. But right after Susan's story, I grabbed an American Romance (Harlequin) off my shelf. This is where I began to wonder if I'm tone deaf.

Or if more than likely I'm just more apt to read the story for the sake of the story before anything else. Y'know... Weirder things have happened.

So are you tone deaf? Can you "hear" the writer voice and nuance in your mind as you read their words in your internal voice? And do you give the characters voices? I know I do. But I can't with my own characters.

But that's another blog altogether.

Ciao