Tag Archive | Romance Suspense

8/16/15 WEWRIWA

Grandest is going to Sandwich, Cape Cod with her father’s family and we will have a peaceful week. God Bless that bit of dynamite. Daughter told her we might take an overnight trip to LBI and she said, “Who will play with you and Grans?”

Back to my WIP. If you haven’t read Reconstructing Charlie, this is the last part of the saga of the Costigan family. A generous aunt and uncle in Chicago accepted the young niece, Charlie, when she appeared at their door with nothing but a note of introduction. They raised this brilliant young girl and then her younger brother Jimmy. Now, with an elaborate kidnapping scheme in place, the twin sisters text their uncle for help. That excerpt took place last week with a bit of help from all of you. What a team! Moving on. . .

excerpt:

The well known Chicago lawyer, Stuart Alfred, hunkered in to the buttery leather chair in his study and beckoned to the love of his life, Eleanor, who sat across from him.
“Come sit on my lap, darling girl.”
“I would, but since you’ve been eating so many Belgium truffles when you thought I didn’t pay attention, your lap has disappeared.”
He patted his girth and nodded, “At least come a bit closer; The time has come. . .
the walrus said, to talk of many things: of shoes and ships—and sealing wax—of cabbage and kings.”

Eleanor ‘s laughter rang through the room as her floral patterned silk dress flowed when
gracefully she crossed to the love seat and said “Thank you, Lewis Carroll.”
“Sit beside me, dearest and whisper sweet nothing’s in my ear.”
With a wise look on his aging attractive face, he obeyed because in the courtroom, he ruled; at home, Eleanor was in charge.

She unwrapped a truffle, dark chocolate with a coconut filling and let the sweetness melt in her mouth before a quick chew and swallow then pulled her husband’s head down kissing his parted lips to share the chocolate taste.

“ Just before I left the office, I received a text from the twins saying Help.”
She jumped to her feet and paced the study, “What about Elizabeth, maybe she won’t let them go.”

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As some of you may know When Double Becomes Single was just released this past week.

Blurb:

Before that awful night, Sharon Michaels had never even driven herself at night… eaten at a table for one… or made plans on her own.

Alone after losing her husband – her rock– she’s left with a business to run, a great son and his wonderful wife and children – far away in Denmark, a bad son and his nasty wife, and two teenage grandchildren she barely knows.

Step by step, she finds her way into the world of singles and learns to Survive and Thrive!

Available in all eformats and amazon and B&N paperbacks

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11/16/14 WEWRIWA

Too cold here in NY but who is complaining. I am, for one. I miss the ease into each season and now it’s an inundation of frosty days and a touch of snow. Enough with the whining. I’m happy to be alive enjoying life, family and friends. And the wonders of writing.  Today I move along with Help Wanted. Book 3 in the River’s Edge Series. Last week  Sally spoke up for herself when Jerry Adams refused to see her. My heroine is spreading her wings or trying to. What happens next in the Atwood household? Read on. It’s the following morning.

excerpt in eight:

6 a.m Lunch box filled and ready to go, Steve sat eating scrambled eggs and toast as he thought about no apple dumplings in months when Sally seduced him with food so they’d check out River’s Edge, a small town she’d read about.   One glance at his watch and he headed for the door calling to her, “Sally, I left bills on top of the check book in the office since I’m working, you take over the job of bill paying; have a nice day, honey.”
Too late she ran down the stairs to catch him but the truck drove off and turned the corner gone for the rest of the day.
“What the hell?” in a fury over the orders and attitude that she had nothing else to do but clean house and pay bills to add to chores even though he appreciated her new found talent, Sally stomped around the kitchen.  Into the sink went the frying pan with remnants of scrambled eggs, crumbs from toast were left on the table. Rice Chex and blueberries were enough for her.
The phone rang; “Grace Trumbull here, calling because Scott and I heard Jerry Adams at the Cable company was rude, didn’t even look at your interview and we’re furious and have a plan. Do you have time to meet for breakfast at the diner in about half an hour?”

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Steve and Sally Atwood have some big adjustments to make when they move to River’s Edge. Steve has lost his career in the corporate world and finds work painting houses. Sally flings off her apron and pursues her lifelong dream to be a reporter in the small town with a big heart, where the motto is ‘Kindness to Strangers’. Afraid he is losing Sally to a more exciting world, Steve panics, but despite Sally’s lecherous new boss, together they rediscover all the love of their thirty-five years together and the excitement that brings.

https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/help-wanted/id933546940

https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-helpwanted-1658298-149.html

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00OWHOGYS

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/487447

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/Charmaine-Gordon

More good news is that Volume 1 of the 3 book River’s Edge series was just released. Both print and eformats are available.

She Didn’t Say No, Housebroken, Help Wanted all in one one volume. I’m excited . Happy Dance here.

http://www.amazon.com/Rivers-Edge-Trio-Volume-1/dp/0692331719

11/2/14 WEWRIWA

T’was a cold and rainy Halloween but who cares. I found a mini Baby Ruth bar outside. We live in a QUIET neighborhood with no kids around. Yet every year husband says, “did you buy candy? And he doesn’t eat candy. Not  a single trick or treaters came by. What are we to do with those cute little Tootsie rolls calling to me? I ask you, my friends. It’s a puzzlement.

Meanwhile it’s wonderful WEWRIWA Sunday and you know me. I write, no matter what. Chelle Cordero came up with the title Help Wanted, Vanilla Heart Publishing said send it over and now it’s available. So yippee and Happy Dance-here’s another eight. No longer a WIP but a published story. Last week Sally was allowed to watch and record a session with a sad Saluki and Grace Trumbull known as the dog communicator, owner of the Pet Emporium. Afterward, Sally meets with Grace for a private in-depth interview in the alcove where it’s quiet.

excerpt in eight:

A breathless Grace entered the small room about ten minutes later and said, ” I refused to let Sammy go home with her until she buys another companion Saluki to keep him company.  ” Pouring tea and munching on a brownie, she continued, “I hope she takes my advice or she’ll have to sue me for custody.”

Camcorder on,Sally began,“You found River’s Edge how, if it’s not too personal.”
Grace’s big brown eyes focused on a middle distance, “The kindness of strangers led me here and here I’ve stayed to open the Pet Emporium with Jim Trumbull.
“And your gift, people call you the ‘dog whisperer or communicator, and watching you with the magnificent dog, I could swear you understood each other.”
Frowning, a few beats passed before Grace answered, her face a study of deep thought and Sally let the camcorder capture her mood.
“I call it a communication just as you and I are doing now, not a mystical talent as far as I’m concerned.

As for Jerry Abrams, that S.O.B., he waved a carrot in front of your nose by saying get an in-depth interview with reclusive Grace Trumbull so we’re going to knock his socks off with this interview and you’ll get the job.”

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Steve and Sally Atwood have some big adjustments to make when they move to River’s Edge. Steve has lost his career in the corporate world and finds work painting houses. Sally flings off her apron and pursues her lifelong dream to be a reporter in the small town with a big heart, where the motto is ‘Kindness to Strangers’. Afraid he is losing Sally to a more exciting world, Steve panics, but despite Sally’s lecherous new boss, together they rediscover all the love of their thirty-five years together and the excitement that brings.

https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/help-wanted/id933546940

https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-helpwanted-1658298-149.html

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00OWHOGYS

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/487447

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/Charmaine-Gordon

Video CVR clip

Help Wanted Sneak Peek Video

 

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http://youtu.be/4fz0NVk3Vf0

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http://books.noisetrade.com/charmainegordon/free-4-chapter-preview-help-wanted

Two Moments with Robin Williams. . .

AP APTOPIX Obit Robin Williams

photo Reed Saxon AP

My agent called with good news; a booking on Saturday Night Live not live this time but on set at a hospital and I’m the nurse in the birthing room. Cast perfectly since I’d given birth to too many darlings. I met the staff in mid-town Manhattan, a serious bunch considering they worked with comedians. Excited not knowing what to say in the quiet van, I wondered who was the featured performer. All was revealed when we entered the waiting room. There sat a tanned Robin Williams in very close contact with his agent, also tan. Adorned in snazzy sweaters and white pants.

The director and script writer, who stood wringing his hands over the big break for his career, discussed the scene. Robin ‘s part: a father determined to play cinematographer and film the birth of his first child. In the delivery room we went. A camera woman balanced between her legs the camera for the shot . I did my nurse thing bustling around efficiently but not too much while Robin made hash of the script in his own inimitable way. The doll baby came out. “Stop,” yelled the director. “The baby doesn’t look real.” I said, “New born babies have a substance that looks almost like cheesy off white mayonnaise that protects the skin while inside the womb.”

All eyes turned to me. “Really?” “Yes. I know from personal experience.” A short wait while a mixture was concocted and I showed them what’s what. No extra pay for my vast knowledge. I should have complained to the union. And so it was, a fun moment enhanced with me, during a break, telling the great entertainer a joke. Robin listened carefully taking mental notes. I still remember this now once in a lifetime experience.

Moment 2: The movie, Cadillac Man, starring Tim Robbins and Robin Williams was at a car dealership in Brooklyn. At the time, I was a newbie and newly widowed. The background gang were outside in the dealership’s lot when the rain started to fall. After a few minutes, Robin Williams yelled, “It’s raining. Get these people to where it’s dry.” Nice, I thought. Someone important to the movie finally took care of us or the union needed to be called.

I pray the actor has at least found peace and his widow and those who loved him in life will recover from their loss.