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The Life of the Party

The proud Aunt sat at the back of the theater, fingers crossed because her triple threat niece was about to turn Broadway upside down.
“Next,” the hoarse voice of the stage manager called; “Candace Scott, you’re next” as he turned to the eager new assistant nearby. “Last one up; then we eat, discuss the auditions, make decisions and go home, and Jimmy, take notes.”
Candace Scott hurried to the desk to sign in, heart thumping yet she knew she had what it took. Deep breaths, she told herself, be confident ’cause she’d been to enough auditions since her move to New York from way upstate and this musical was right up her alley so go to it and don’t hold back; so what if you’re nobody from nowhere.
“Hi, I’m Candace Scott.”

The new assistant said; “Take a moment; you have your music and I see you have your tap shoes on; they like when you’re ready and you’re very cute.”

“Sir, this is titled The Life of the Party; I found it in Mom’s piano bench under a stack of music and fell in love with it.” She nodded to the pianist; the music began and she took center stage; “You gotta have me there, the life of the party, The Life of the Party, to Bring Every Party to Life.” The last few words hit the ceiling; a light bulb broke as her voice reverberated.

This is a WIP thus far.

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A Daughter. . .a treasure

Fifty years ago, my youngest and only daughter was born. It seemed like an easy task after having all the sons. I had no idea what was in store for me, for us, as the months went by. My closest friend, we lived in the Boston area back then, and when my situation became dire, I asked him where to go. Without taking a breath, he said, “You must see the famous Dr. Easterday immediately. And we did after leaving our sons with the good doctor and his wonderful wife in charge of our family, my husband and I drove through the worst rainy weather to finally arrive at the Boston Lying In Hospital where we woke up this sleeping giant of a kind man who said he would do everything he could to save the baby. And so the months went by where I couldn’t lift our two year old, or do housework but we managed and then came the day.

Hubs left me at the hospital with plans for the new baby to be born about noon. At eleven I was in the labor room and my dearest Mother appeared. She stayed right behind me all through the subsequent hours. You see, she died when I was twenty nine and she was only fifty. When I was having my baby, I had reached thirty six. Silently I felt Mom’s beautiful presence.
The doctor hurried in, distressed that the baby had not moved along. He said he would do a C-section but suddenly I felt her drop and called to him. She was ready. The birth went fine, I had a girl; the room was packed with all the kind people who had been involved in the difficult birth.

The trouble began in the recovery room. Massive hemorrhaging that wouldn’t stop and transfusions that didn’t take. The doctor told me he would try an old method in hopes of saving my life. Back on the operating table I went when suddenly I left my body and traveled down a tunnel with a glorious light. Peace and quiet as I traveled along but before I reached my goal, I had a thought. “I can’t leave my husband to raise all these children.” And like a flash, I was back on the operating table. Then in my private room in a coma with two nurses caring for me.

I didn’t see my treasure for four days. Finally we were discharged to begin a real life. I thanked Dr. Easterday for all his good care and we went home.

Fifty years ago. All because I never said No and we had all those children. I spoke to my first love this morning to ask him to come back just for a little while to celebrate our daughter’s birthday. So far I haven’t felt his presence but I know he’s somewhere nearby.

Thanks for listening to a bit of my life.

Love, Charmaine

Another taste of Chef’s Surprise

We’ve read different facets of Reva Mercer’s personality. Here’s another aspect of the girl from Grassy Key who stole Pa’s money, got a college degree and moved to New York City to compete with the top Chef’s, a woman in a man’s world. This scene takes place during Grans recuperation from a TIA and before she gets the surprise therapy dog.Grans tells Reva that her son, James is taken with her and she thinks Reva should have dinner with him. Grans also thinks her son has been alone way too long.

Excerpt:

Reva prepares to take her favorite person in the world, the kind Grans, for a walk and recalls their conversation; he’s been alone too long and so have I, but I’m the working woman from nowhere and he’s important; is it possible to begin a new life where I don’t have to use my body for favors?

Her Lady Smith feels just right tucked in her fanny pack along with her carry license; she’s a woman alone in a big city said her instructor

On this glorious afternoon, the women, one strong and youthful, the other elderly, were chatting away, moving along in Central Park when Grans suggested they sit on a bench to read the paper. Suddenly Grans cried out, “Oh my God, it says here a psycho escaped from Bellevue and is loose somewhere in this area. Reva checked the newspaper to see if the Breaking News was really this very day and in an instant, a rustling came through the trees behind them and a ragged man burst through, arms flailing to almost fall across Grans lap. She yelled for him to stay back to no avail and in one fast motion she moved in front of Grans and hit him in the knee, a perfect shot.

The police arrived moments later.

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One night, she ran. For the bus to freedom and a new life. She had a plan, and a small box of cash.

With grit and determination, the young girl learned more than lessons at nursing college, the first part of her plan.

Someday, she would become a top chef, but for now, she’d claw her way up the ladder.

There is payback for every crime, and sometimes the payback is more than satisfactory.

 

 

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Kindle

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Chef’s Surprise, Continued

Last week Grandmother Randall had a TIA saved by the bell by Reva’s intuition. James Randall, widower, has taken another look at the clever beautiful chef instrumental in saving his precious grandmother. He has asked her to remain in their household to watch over Grans and tend to meals.And then she has a spectacular idea.

Excerpt:

After lunch, while Grans napped and James worked in his at-home office, Reva knocked on the massive door; “Sir, I’m sorry to bother you, may I come in?”

The look on his face expressed complete delight; “Of course, what’s on your mind, my dear?”

She sat in the leather chair next to his desk so prim and proper and said, “I have an idea, of course, it’s not my first idea,” and she giggled then continued, “it’s my experience with eldercare, I’ve found that therapy dogs are incredibly helpful in making the patient blossom.”I’d so appreciate bringing in a well- trained therapy dog here for company.”

“Sir, you wouldn’t have to do work added to your heavy schedule nor share in the pup’s care because I will take care of everything and you may, if you choose, watch as your Grans spirits grow with a pet, a trained pet.”

“All right, I give in, a trial it is now I’m busy so go cook me something like my favorite Mac and Cheese done your way.”

She leaned over the desk, a bit of cleavage showing, and kissed his cheek; she thanked him and asked if he’d prefer his fancy lunch in the office. He waved her away to wonder why she had such a strong effect on him.

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One night, she ran. For the bus to freedom and a new life. She had a plan, and a small box of cash.

With grit and determination, the young girl learned more than lessons at nursing college, the first part of her plan.

Someday, she would become a top chef, but for now, she’d claw her way up the ladder.

There is payback for every crime, and sometimes the payback is more than satisfactory.

 

 

cvr-chefs-surprise-ereader

Grab your copy today!

Nook

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/chefs-surprise-charmaine-gordon/1125529990?

Kobo

https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/chef-s-surprise

Kindle

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01N37DGLU

Chef’s Surprise-my latest release

Hi gang, last week I introduced Chef’s Surprise from page one. She ran from a sad life to begin again, far from Grassy Key and Pa, so nasty she needed to change her life. Pretty Reva, age sixteen, managed to slip through the arms of the cop to settle in on a seat on the bus, the box of stolen money stashed in her old backpack.

Excerpt: The hours passed, dawn came and before much longer the bus stopped at a pretty section of Florida with a big sign to direct exhausted Reva to the college. She staggered off the bus after only a few hours of sleep and one peanut butter and jelly sandwich made at home. Backpack slung over a weary shoulder, Reva trudged up the glistening crushed stone walkway to the front gate and stumbled in.

A kind older woman greeted her with the nicest words she’d ever heard; “You must be our long lost Reva Mercer,” and right before the woman’s eyes, Reva crumpled to the floor.

A bowl of stew revived her long enough to answer questions do your parents approve you entering our program? and how old are you? and what about tuition?

She considered lying, thought twice to embelish truths to get by; “My Mother died when I was born; Pa forced me to work in his diner until I ran away after I learned to be a good cook by reading cookbooks in the library at the next Key.” The matron prompted her with the issue of money and Reva opened the box filled with dollars and coins that spilled all over the floor and all Reva did as she gathered her money, was giggle.

“Please let me stay even though I’m sixteen because I have experience in eldercare and cooking and I’ll never let you down.”

Four years later, degree in hand, Reva Mercer made her way to New York City to compete with the best chefs in town, a woman in a man’s world.

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One night, she ran. For the bus to freedom and a new life. She had a plan, and a small box of cash.

With grit and determination, the young girl learned more than lessons at nursing college, the first part of her plan.

Someday, she would become a top chef, but for now, she’d claw her way up the ladder.

There is payback for every crime, and sometimes the payback is more than satisfactory.

 

 

cvr-chefs-surprise-ereader

Grab your copy today!

Nook

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/chefs-surprise-charmaine-gordon/1125529990?

Kobo

https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/chef-s-surprise

Kindle

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01N37DGLU

 

Apple

https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1197896581

The Fisher King-1990, a movie

Almost always, the casting call came in the day before work. I must drive through Central Park and park my car before checking in. They needed me, my car at five p.m. rush hour. I never said No unless I had another gig. No mention of the movie, of course. The caller had calls to make. Too busy. Oh well, it’s another few bucks, union style so I packed a few outfits not knowing what I’d need and off I drove to NYC.

The gossip in the changing room was wild. Robin Williams and Jeff Bridges were the stars with several women I never heard of. Of course, they never heard of me either.

Wardrobe came around to approve my casual clothes; dinner vouchers were passed around and we gathered to crowd around the station outside on a beautiful night. And later came the huge surprise. A magnificent horse had been painted to create a ghostly scene. The paint approved not to harm the horse but animal rights people hovered around requiring explanations. And what a scene to behold. I’m certain I didn’t make the cut in final editing of that remarkable moving scene. Once it was approved, most of us were released. The star players were too absorbed in their odd creative parts to spare a moment during the break. In fact, there was no break that weird night. I drove, parked, costume approved, had a bite of food and then the unusual scene.

I drove home wondering what the heck just happened? Sometimes the life of a background actor is a mystery.

What isn’t a mystery is writing. My career as a writer brightened. Concrete proof that you have an idea, and get with it step by step until the end.  Even an almost disastrous fall last April didn’t stop me from writing. And now my latest story, Chef’s Surprise is released. I’d so appreciate a boost from my followers. If you seek to settle down with a new book, check this one out. You will not be disappointed.

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One night, she ran. For the bus to freedom and a new life. She had a plan, and a small box of cash.

With grit and determination, the young girl learned more than lessons at nursing college, the first part of her plan.

Someday, she would become a top chef, but for now, she’d claw her way up the ladder.

There is payback for every crime, and sometimes the payback is more than satisfactory.

 

 

cvr-chefs-surprise-ereader

Grab your copy today!

Nook

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/chefs-surprise-charmaine-gordon/1125529990?

Kobo

https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/chef-s-surprise

Kindle

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01N37DGLU

 

Thanks for your support,

Charmaine

Grandest at one year old.

Almost eight years have flown by since this sweet picture was taken.”Smile,” said daughter,  click went the camera. In February, we will both move up. Grandest will be nine years old and I, how did this happen, will be 86. That is downright ridiculous ’cause this woman still shakes her booty while dancing with a cane, since the big FALL! and sings with a plaintive small voice since my lovely voice left town about eleven years ago.

Yet I stand as tall as my 5 foot 3inch frame can go and say, “What the hey? I’m still writing and having fun so forget about it. Or fugeddabodit somewhere in New Yorkese.

So I ask you all to keep smiling and think of us as we truck along the highway of life. Speaking of truck-that’s a dance we called truckin’ way back having fun even before jitter bug dancing hit the scene. And what a scene it was. My first love and I won many trophies dancing back then and along came the exotic rhumba, then the cha, cha, cha and samba and merengue. Exotic dances all. We learned them aand loved every moment of that wonderful phase of our married life after the Korean Conflict where he was a pilot in the Strategic Command for General Curtis LeMay, a key figure later with the Cuban Missile Crisis in conference with JFK and Senator Robert Kennedy.

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All the chatter about the war recalls a book I wrote, a book of fiction yet there is so much in there of the reality of the times, I’d so appreciate you checking it out.

Titled Farewell, Hello, the story will take you back to a special time in history, before the Pill, when chastity was in, and men opened doors for women as a courtesy.

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By an odd coincidence, I actually have this very same dress hanging in my closet. This cumbersome leather suitcase is similar to the one my parents gave me as one of my wedding gifts. Again, memories, sweet memories.

Available in all formats. Look in Amazon under my name and also Barnes & Noble

Thanks for stopping by to share a taste of my life, my friends.

Charmaine Gordon