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9/20/15 WEWRIWA

And here we are -autumn in New York. Just the beginning of another season of beauty.

One more snippet of my WIP and then I’ll move on. Thanks for all your help and super comments.


They drove up to their home on Lake Shore Drive to find lights twinkling from every window.
The twins grabbed both ends of the old duffel bag and ran up the steps to the elegant door with a huge brass knocker in the middle. Voices came from inside and laughter; a party was going on.  Their big sister Charlie answered the door and said,”“Oh My God, they’re here and all grown up, Jimmy, hurry.”
Aunt Eleanor, Uncle Stuart and Edgar watched the children reunite. Solemn at first, tentative and then joyous with Shelley, Jimmy’s wife and six little kids in the background, and Charlie’s husband Jerry with their two kids.

Celia crouched next to her sister, tears falling as they caressed each small face and said, “Family, sister, we’re part of a family, finally.”

When dinner ended and small heads drooped, Celia said, “Excuse us, but is there a private room where we can talk to Charlie and Jimmy for a little while?”
The twins gazed around the table hoping, on this night, they could finally find out what happened so long ago and clear away the cobwebs that disturbed them. Only their big sister and brother knew the answer.

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9/6/15 WEWRIWA

Hi Gang, what a glorious week. Lots of good news but it will keep for a little while

Continuing with my WIP. This is where the twins are kidnapped from the school where they’ve been kept for many years. They texted their Uncle Stuart in Chicago who gave the word to the evil sister Elizabeth that the cops were after her and drove to the isolated school to kidnap their nieces age seventeen.


They tiptoed down the hall to a small room and one of the girls closed the door cramped for two and now there were five adults packed like sardines, everyone smiling.
“Did you come to spring us ’cause we’ve been waiting for a long time.”
Like a comedy act, the girls had their audience silently cracking up.
Stuart held thumbs up, Eleanor held both thumbs up, and Edgar said, “Break out.”
They packed in one duffel bag, if you don’t have much, it doesn’t take long just like Charlie and Jimmy.
“Wait for us by the front door and we’ll say goodbye and thank you for holding us hostage for too many years.”

The twins never looked back, their green eyes popped wide at the shiny black limousine parked in the driveway.

“We will all be quite comfortable getting to the airport,” as she touched their matching tawny auburn hair glowing in the late afternoon sun. Carey whooped with obvious joy and cartwheeled all the way to the sleek long machine and her sister followed with back flips not missing a beat.

Five minutes later they were all seated in the spacious limousine, the girls apparently subdued by the sudden change in status.

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Ms. Gordon has written a novel that tugs at the heartstrings. From start to finish, I found myself rooting for Sharon Michaels, the lovable protagonist, who succeeds in inspiring and motivating not only widows and widowers, but anyone who is experiencing an empty nest, divorce, retirement, or other unexpected change of circumstances.

After the death of her beloved husband, Sharon grieves deeply but finds the inner strength to begin her healing journey. As she embarks on a series of adventures, her life becomes a whirlwind, filled with new people and delightful experiences. At one point, a prolific “senior” author makes a cameo appearance, adding to the inspirational tone of the novel.

Well done, Ms. Gordon! This is a book I read in one sitting and simply couldn’t put down.

8/23/15 WEWRIWA

We’re off to Ocean City, MD for a few days. Granny, Grandest and Daughter. I will be checking in on everyone’s snippets during the week but here I go with another episode of the twin Costigan sisters, kidnapping, Aunt and Uncle Alfred and their manservant, Edgar up to mischief. They’ve arrived in a limousine at the ranch in Utah owned by sister Elizabeth, who years ago had thrown her four children away like garbage.  She is taken by surprise. They have papers powerful enough to convict her for murder of her first and possibly second husband.


“On the flight, I will show you the completed plan of attack that reads like a script so follow my lead and we’ll be fine.”
“Does Elizabeth know we’re coming?”
“Not an inkling because we’ll arrive in a chauffeur driven limousine.”
“Edgar will be with us.”

Edgar stood on the alert in the dining room where he’d been forever, a part of the household in his black suit; tall, narrow, hair turning a bit gray, he stifled a smile. Edgar never smiled but he stifled a lot.

“Stuart, this is not a cowboy movie,” as she ate a dainty portion of salmon.
The portly lawyer twisted an imaginary moustache and said “Oh yes it is and this time I’m the one who rescues the damsels in distress and slays the dragon at the gate.”
“The girls are not damsels in distress.”
“Oh yes they are, they just don’t know it.”

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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. . .


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.


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!

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September 22, 2013 WEWRIWA A Community of writers and readers

9781937227593CVR Autumn in all it’s colorful glory with leaves of gold, orange, and red. Enjoy the beauty while it lasts. It’s Sunday and we’re here to read and write constructive critique learning from each other.

I continue with another excerpt from Sin of Omission. Jimmy Costigan has something to say in front of Shelley Jackson, mother of his twin sons; her grandmother is nearby.

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Head spinning with evidence of fatherhood in front of him, Jimmy rose from his crouched position and said, “Where do you live?”

“We live in Haven where I work.”

“Do y’all like living up there in Fairview?” and was satisfied with her nod.

 “I’ll buy a piece of the property and build a house for y’all.”

Waving his degree in front of Shelley, Jimmy said, “It’s what I do best.” Once again, he turned his back on Shelley to tip his cowboy hat toward Grandma who had been silent all the while.

Shelley watched the father of her children fade from view as he strode across campus;  she asked Grandma what she thought of the visit.

 “Mixed review, darlin’ so be patient ’cause he plays his cards close to the vest and you hurt a prideful man real bad.”

Shedding tears on the blue blanket, Shelley finished packing and they left for home.

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9/8/13 WEWRIWA a community of writers and readers

Hi my friends, a week’s gone by with nary a post, so busy with ‘stuff’ to be shared next week. Meanwhile here we gather for our excerpts and constructive critiques. This week I’m continuing with Sin of Omission, an interracial romance/suspense story. After graduating with honors from a prestigious college as an architect, Jimmy Costigan hurries to the lone woman in white way in the back of the crowd, a package in her arms.


Shelley held two tiny babies wearing knitted miniature cowboy hats over auburn hair and Jimmy stared and stumbled backwards.

“When we made love before you left, I said I’d been on the pill a long time; somehow, your Costigan sperm  bypassed my so-called protection.”

            He didn’t move, remembering the night of passion.

“Please listen, Jimmy, when you went back to school I didn’t know about my uh, condition and then I didn’t want to uh, disturb you.

“Wait a minute, just wait a darn minute,” he stepped closer, “How come they’re so white, you’re sure they’re mine?”

 “High yella, it’s called ‘cause there’s mixed blood on our side of the family way back and some are well done and some are medium rare and not often, but some have white features and dark skin like me.”

With a voice choked with emotion, he said, “Shelley, how did we go from last year to this where I missed out on everything and who guided you while I played college boy studying my head off?”

The wind picked up and cooled the perfect day as Jimmy lifted a blue baby blanket from a basket and tucked it around the sleeping twins.

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3/17/13 WEWRIWA

Charmaine Headshot for Author CentralTop of the mornin’ to you, friends and writers on this snowy St. Patrick’s Day. Thanks for the great feedback last week. Here I go with my senior romance and a little conflict thrown in to keep it interesting.

“Girls, you know your Grandfather loves you but he has a bad boo-boo on his knee and it hurts him when you sit on it so I have a secret in my bag of tricks to make him feel better.” I patted the seats on either side of me and they slid off Collin’s lap and scrambled next to me.

Busy with unzipping my bag, I still caught Collin’s gruff voice asking Karen about her husband. “And where’s John today with you off gallivanting with the girls?”

“Oh, Daddy, he’s parking the car. We thought it would be nice to keep you company on this special day.”

I pulled out my sketch pad and charcoal pencil, never leave home without it, and quickly drew first little Ellen and then Jane, smiling faces and blond curly hair tumbling to their shoulders. As an author and illustrator of children’s books it wasn’t a big deal but Collin’s blue eyes twinkled with pleasure, the twins squealed and showed their mom who lowered her chin like the proverbial bull in a china shop ready to break something.

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