Mysterious Ways-Sneak Peek


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Sucking air in over his perfect teeth, Nick felt like he’d been sucker punched but he kept his spine straight and gaze fixed on Mason’s even as he grabbed Mason by his sport coat and dragged him into the nearest broom closet for a little privacy. “What in the hell is wrong with you?” He snarled. “What right do you have to throw my personal private life around like it’s idle gossip?”

“Slow down, Pony Boy—”

Nick wasn’t listening and he couldn’t give a damn less about whatever lame excuse was about to come out Mason’s mouth, “What would you have done? If you came home from deployment and discovered a bastard son you never knew about had wiped out half your family? If you had to watch him gut your mother in front of you just because she was defending your daughter, would you have let him go?”

It was a cheap shot and Mason knew it, he tried to back pedal, “I’d have shot the son of a bitch where he stood but….”

“There are no ‘buts’. None. He killed my wife, my mother, my son, my grandfather, my brother and two of my sisters. I know you know that’s exactly what happened; hell I even gave you the police reports when you were thinking about hiring me. I lost almost everyone and everything I cherished, how dare you hold it against me?”

“Whatever,” Mason growled, “I signed off on hiring you and I’ll fire you just as fast—”

“Go ahead,” Nick dared, “we both know I don’t need this job. Hell, I don’t need any job. I do it because I love it.”

Fine, Jackson was right, he didn’t need any job, in fact, Nick’s bank account probably made Hannah’s look like chump change. Mason supposed that was what happened when one was the son of a famous artist who died in such a spectacular fashion but, in Mason’s blue eyes, that didn’t let Jackson off the hook where Hannah was concerned. “Here’s what else I know; I’m a doctor see? A damn good one, tops in my field the world over, I can kill you and not leave any forensic evidence behind so….stay the hell away from my sister!”

“I’ve known a lot of men like you, Mason. Too many, in fact, I watched them try to steamroll over my mother and my sisters. You’re a real piece of work. What are you gonna do; hold Hannah hostage the rest of her life just so you aren’t lonely? You’re pathetic.” With that, Nick opened the broom closet door and walked away shaking his head and grumbling under his breath.

Mysterious Ways-Hard Edit


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Well, it’s done. Finally. The hard edit on “Mysterious Ways” is over, we’ve successfully added in all of the catches my beta readers made alone with a bit of new material. Some expansion. Not much. Well, ok, a little. We got to a part where we had taken a lot out and decided this was, basically, our last chance to put it back. We decided it was as important as we originally thought it was and added it back in.

We’re just under the almighty 100,000 words.

We would still like to make it through Easter Dinner which technically would add another 6 chapters and 35,000 words. Far too long for the gnats of the world. And, when we decided to undertake this rewrite we sort of decided to keep each installment under 100,000 words and roughly uniform in length. The first two novels are 301 and 252 pages respectively. We don’t really want to go over 320 pages. Not really.

Lots more editing is required. Lots. We can grab the important parts and mash them into the time frame leading up to and finishing off with Easter Dinner if we’re very careful. Very careful. We’re really torn over adding the information on Nick right here near the end of this story or actually opening the next one with it even though it won’t really be about Nick. He’ll be a major player, of course, but this one is more of a suspense/mystery surrounding Hannah than anything else.

I don’t want to leave or open with him in a ‘bad’ place. His story will need editing and yet I cling to some of the ideals just for the old DOTG crowd that’s still with me.

Ahhh….Nick

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Looks a lot like his Grandfather, doesn’t he?

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(A lot like Raven but older and wiser.)

Yet, this is not “paranormal” so working some in and leaving some out is difficult. Bummer.

We’ll figure it out. I suppose. The weekend is coming, if it could be rainy that would help. In any case, we’re getting there and that’s what is most important. I think we’ll take the rest of the night off while hubby is at open mic. Maybe have a bath and sack out, let it roll around in ye olde brain and inspire the Boys in the Sweatshop down below.

Wish me luck!

Working Out with Hubby


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Hubby is still feeling the affects of his accident last summer. Still going to PT. He went for an MRI last week and is going for a second one tomorrow. Since we’re battling with the insurance company and our HSA account has already been zeroed out for the year he’s been working out at home at least one day a week. He’s lost at least 40 pounds and is looking very svelt. He’s always complaining that his new muscles ache. Jokingly I keep telling him; “Pretty hurts” (Beyonce tune) A few weeks ago I joined him and I did it again on Saturday.

We did stretches and arm lifts and all squats and all kinds of stuff. Then we did crunchies on the yoga ball. 1-if you have no sense of balance do not use one of these things by yourself! 2-once you get a sense of balance it is easier than doing then on the floor 3-they’re much more effective with the ball

My stomach is killing me!

I was ok Saturday but Sunday it started to ache and pull. I told him my sides aches and he laughed at me and said; “Pretty hurts, I’ve been doing this for seven months and let me tell you it’s going to feeling that way every time you do it.”

My mouth dropped open and I cried; “And you do it anyway? What the hell for?”

He laughed quite hard as he wiggled in front of me showing off his new flatter stomach.

OY.

If that’s the price, I’m not sure I’m willing to pay.

I mean, I couldn’t even sleep right last night. Every time I rolled over there was a sharp pull in my sides waking me up. No fun. Nope. No fun at all. I’ll have to think on this some more. The yoga, the stretches, the squats, those are all ok, they only cause minor discomfort but these crunchie things….I dunno. I might have to skip those. :)

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