Monday Book Review: The Stranger Beside Me

I’ve never really read Ann Rule before. I knew who she was of course and had seen her books on the shelf at the library in the True Crime section, which I tend to haunt when I have the chance. I think I might have once read a book by her. I think. But I couldn’t tell you which one it was it’s been so very long ago.

So a few weeks ago I was walking my dog and one of my neighbors came out with his dog. We walked part of the way around the block together before going our separate ways and somehow we got talking about Ted Bundy. My neighbor mentions this used to be one of Ted Bundy’s burial grounds or so they say. That intrigued me. So I got The Stranger Beside Me at the library.

The most up to date version of the book is almost 700 pages. Oof. Even though I knew how it ended (he’s dead) I couldn’t stop reading the book. I found myself irritated at Ann Rule occasionally. She talks about the ridiculousness of girls who think they love Ted Bundy despite knowing only his facade. But she believes in him and loves him for years without actually knowing the real Ted Bundy, either. And she doesn’t make that connection for eons.

Other than that, the book is compelling. Seriously compelling. I plowed through the 700 pages in three days while still taking care of my normal duties including the kiddo. And when I was done, I was actually a little sad there wasn’t more. I’m not sure what the more could possibly cover (again, he’s dead) but I wanted more pages. The book is so well written, I didn’t want it to stop.

I had never before read a book about a criminal who did so much where I live. He abducted several women from Lake Sam State Park. That was the first family outing we took after moving to Washington. I take my son there ALL the time. Weird.

And that burial ground isn’t actually on the mountain I live on. It’s on the one next door. Still, pretty creepy.

℘℘℘℘℘/℘ I can’t decide if this book is 5 pages or 6. I loved the book. I could barely put it down. I didn’t read it in one sitting but I might have had I been alone for like 24 hours. I will certainly pick up more from Ann Rule. Again I will just say, the book is so well written, I didn’t want it to end.

Weekend Workshop Sunday Edition

The serial comma. You think you know him, but you don’t. You and Ann Rule, serials lingering in your life. LOL

  1. Find three examples of beautiful serial commas. (I don’t know if they are beautiful but they reflect my current reading.)

There is an odd synchronicity in the way parallel lives veer to touch one another, change direction, and then come close again and again until they connect and hold for whatever it was that fate intended to happen. -Ann Rule, Stranger Beside Me

Rather than running a forgettable self-congratulatory ad about winning the award, Jordin opted to make a stink, throw a fit, define his own high ground, rise above the award, and differentiate his car client from every other Car of the Year recipient forever. – Josh Weltman, Seducing Strangers

They, after all, play by established rules: they arrive at the dive site, bringing fis scraps or other savory dead things for eels; the eel merges from its hole, expecting to be fed; it is fed; it permits itself to be touched and handled; sometimes, if the ritual has been repeated enough times that it has become imprinted as part of the eel’s repertoire, it will hunt for morsels concealed on the diver’s person, slithering in and out of his buoyancy-compensator vest, between his legs, around his neck.  -Peter Benchley, Shark Trouble (wow, isn’t that complicated.)

2. Look at a recent writing, a couple of pages and find a place where you could be more specific. Where you could show where you previously told.

Super rough, from my spy novel:

“I’ve got it.” Stanley shouted with glee. Gareth stirred but declined to get out of his napping chair. Talon yawned. Galatea was the only one on the move instantly to Stanley’s side.
“Where? Where is it?”
“They just passed the Farasan Island Marine Sanctuary.”

***“How soon can we get out there?” Galatea’s excitement was palpable.

***”How soon can we get out there?” Galatea’s voice rose a octave.

“That depends on how you want to get there.” Stanley prevaricated.
“Talon?” Galatea turned to him, some SAS advice would be quite timely.
He nodded. “A flight in, drop with a zodiac(look up the SAS word for this), board the ship in motion?”
“Probably our best chance of getting our hands on the material. A major military presence would probably lead to detonation.”
“Do we care if they detonate on the ship? We could just keep them quarantined until they all died.”
“Would that work?” Everyone turned to look at Stanley. Time for him to live up to his perceived title of inquire within upon all.
“Tentatively I would say yes, however.” He paused and Talon swallowed his irritation.”If just one man gets off that boat infected…”
“So we need to get back control.” Now that the situation was in her part of the world Galatea was very serious.
“Are we going to try to take the warhead off? Or what do we do with this shit when we get our hands on it?”

3. Uncombine the following sentences and then recombine them differently. (From Anderson’s suggestions.)

-I have hair the color of carrots in an apricot glaze, skin fair and clear where it isn’t freckled, and eye like summer storms. – Polly Horvath, Everything on a Waffle

My hair is red, like carrots in apricot glaze.

My skin is fair.

I have freckles.

My eyes are gray.

Recombine: Eyes the color of a Seattle sky adorn pale, clear, and freckled skin, all framed by hair the color of carrots in an apricot glaze.

-A single empty chair waited for Rowanne, and a thought whispered from the back of Hector’s mind, but it was drowned out by the sounds of scraping, shifting chairs. -Lynne Rae Perkins, Criss Cross

An empty chair waited for Rowanne.

Hector was trying to think.

There were many sounds caused by chairs.

Recombine: The many sounds interrupted Hector’s thought process as Rowanne headed for the empty chair.

-The sky is clear blue, a light breeze blows from the west, and pale green water sloshes against the side of the rickety old rowboat that brought us here. -Wendy Mass, Jeremy Fink and the Meaning of Life

The sky is blue.

A west wind blows.

The water is pale green.

The row boat is rickety but got us here.

Recombine: A rickety rowboat transported us through pale green water as the west wind blew against the blue sky.

I’d love to see your example of recent writing with changes if you’d like to post in the comments.

Weekend Workshop Saturday Edition

I toil on with Everyday Editing by Jeff Anderson. I have to say I am actually learning something from this book that is immediately useful. As I read my novel to my hubby, out loud, I am catching more and more of my grammatical errors before my husband can say a word. It’s awesome!

On to the Serial Comma….

-Comma’s can separate items or actions written in a series.

-Lists consist of three or more items or actions.

-Two items or actions are a pair and do not require commas.

-A comma separating the last item in a series may be omitted if and or or are used instead. It is a style issue.

As an aside parallelism is about making things match. If I write a list, each verb should be in the same tense. (This one kicks my butt every time.)

Serial commas help combine sentences and expand ideas by using sensory detail, specific nouns, or vivid verbs. It allows you to show readers, rather than tell.

Good Examples of serial commas from Anderson.

His room smelled of cooked grease, Lysol, and age. -Maya Angelou, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings

Her cleats, shin pads, and sweats were in her backpack, slung over her shoulder and heavy with homework. -Peter Abrahams, Down the Rabbit Hole

Then I heard a scrape, a thud, and a yelp. -Byars, Duffy, and Meyers, The SOS File

Tune in tomorrow for the exercises.

Wednesday Writer’s Cafe

Greetings and Salutations from the world of pizza. It has been quite an interesting evening. I wrote my author bio, my dedication, and my acknowledgment tonight. I tweaked with my blurb and sent out another revision of it for my compatriots to poke holes in. I didn’t socialize much. I felt I had a lot to handle. And for once I was motivated to stay on target.

The big news however….drum roll please…..

FRIDAY OCTOBER 9TH will be an extra Fun Friday….

My novel will launch.

Woot!

Monday Book Review: Hooked on Murder

I do read guilty pleasures, every now and again. Generally, when my son is being difficult at the library and I don’t have time to search out something to read, usually non fiction, that will serve multiple purposes (yes, I multi task too much, get over it), I grab a guilty pleasure book. For some reason my local library has a ton of mystery series books on the reader’s choice shelf. The shelf is near the front check out so I can grab one as I walk by. I’ve tried a lot of them since we moved here two years ago. At least half I never finish, including one where I thought the main character was a girl until 20 pages in when someone referred to him as a he. But I digress.

The crochet murder series by Betty Hechtman was the single exception. I loved the first one I picked up and sought them all out, read them all in order, then started in on her other series, the yarn retreat mysteries. I’m not sure why her books spoke to me, exactly. Perhaps partly because I am a crocheter but I think partly also because when I moved I seized the chance to start over and figure out who I was and what I wanted. Molly Pink, the main sleuth in the crochet series, is in a similar position.

Hooked on Murder, is the first in the crochet mystery series. You meet Molly who works at a local book store handing public relations and marketing. A crochet group has recently started meeting at the book store. When the leader of the group is killed, Molly has the bad luck to find the body. A mystery ensues. Trying to figure out who really done it, is the only way Molly can think of to stay out of hand cuffs herself.

I think the series is up to eight books now. All amusing. All entertaining. All come with crochet patterns. LOL.

℘℘℘℘℘ – Five pages. I actually stayed up late to finish the book after driving home 14 hours, even though I had already read it before, because I wanted to see how it all turned out. That’s a well written journey.

Weekend Workshop Sunday Edition

Good morning. If you’ve missed a week or two I just started working from Everyday Editing by Jeff Anderson. This week I learned subordinating conjunctions with the fun AAAWWUBBIS. That’s After, Although, As, When, While, Until, Before, Because, If, Since; in case you missed it.

1. Find three beautiful examples of AAAWWUBBIS sentences. (I’m not sure what follows is beautiful but it is a representative cross section of what I’m reading right now. LOL)

As noted previously in section about enthymemes, people are made curious when presented with an ambiguous, unresolved, or incomplete message. – Seducing Strangers, Josh Weltman.

While the room emptied, I turned sideways to better shield Brigit from the moving crowd. – Laying Down the Paw, Diane Kelly.

When one of the best-known stagecoach drivers in California’s Wild West died, friends who’d known him and worked with him for years were astonished to find that he was not the person they thought he was! – The Ultimate book of Impostors, Ian Graham.

2. Write a 100 word free write with every sentence starting with an AAAWWUBBIS word.

If my son doesn’t stop wiggling about, it will be impossible for my complete this blog post. When he wiggles, my thought process gets completely derailed. Because nothing makes it harder to concentrate than a wiggly woo. Although I want to make him happy by cuddling with him, I am on a time crunch to get this blog post out. Because I got very little done this week due to house guests. When my house guests go home and tonight’s party is over, I will work ahead to get all the rest of my posts finished early.

3. Uncombine your exercise one sentences into as many basic sentences as you can, then recombine them in a new way. (This was not easy.)

a.

You already read about about enthymemes.

People are curious.

People get more curious with an ambiguous, unresolved, or incomplete message.

Recombine: fail. I can’t come up with anything that isn’t the first sentence.

b.

People left the room.

Brigit needed shielding from the crowd.

I turned sideways.

Recombine: I shielded Brigit as the crowd left the room.

c.

A stagecoach driver died.

He was one of the best-known stagecoach drivers.

He drove in California.

California was the Wild West.

Friends who’d known him and worked with him for years were astonished.

He was not the person they thought he was!

Recombine: In California’s Wild West, friends and coworkers were astonished to find out how little they really knew about the man they considered one of the best stage coach drivers.

Post up your own free writes or sentences here, I’d love to read ’em.

Weekend Workshop: Saturday Edition

AAAWWUBBIS.

Huh?

After, Although, As, When, While, Until, Before, Because, If, Since.

If your sentence starts with one of these, you will need a comma somewhere in the sentence.

Did you see what I did there?

A fun way to look at this is to collect sentences that do this well. Anderson gives examples:

  • If I stand in a room and no one sees me, it’s like I was never there at all.
  • When something is fake, I want it to look that way.
  • When you first gave us this assignment, I thought it was lame.

Exception to the rule: When the introductory information is short and the sentence reads clearly, a writer may or may not use the comma. It is a matter of style and clarity. (giggle)

Combining sentences is an effective revision strategy to make writing more concise and connected and can enhance sentence variety.

Tune in tomorrow for some exercise examples and my amusing efforts.

Friday Fun

No writer’s cafe today. I have family in from out of town so we drank too much coffee, talked too much, and went to the car museum.

I am in love. They have a 1967 Shelby GT 500, in Britney Blue. sigh

They also had multiple Dusenbergs. weep.

Was a good day but I am not getting any closer to finishing my novel audio reading, which means the editing is not getting nay closer to being done.

Frown. Perhaps tomorrow will bring more opportunities.

Wednesday Writer’s Cafe

I stayed home. I just didn’t have it tonight. I’m still fighting my way back from that delightful concussion I gave myself at the end of last week. Between de-cluttering, which I do every fall, preparing for guests to arrive tomorrow, preparing for a party I am having on Sunday, and staying up late with hubby to get through my novel reading….there s just nothing left in the tank. I’m actually running a low grade fever, I’m so exhausted.

So without further ado, I go to bed.