Tomorrow, I hope to release a ninety-nine cent read, a chapter from TPW III

I am editing away on Trailer Park Wives III–the triple-wide edition, and while I can’t wait to release it, I want to make sure it’s perfect. At the same time, I don’t want to keep scenes in the story that don’t move it along. I’ve done a few pass-throughs of TPW III and each time I come to this particular scene, while I love editing it and making it better, it also occurs to me that I don’t really need the scene for the story.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Margaret Mitchell once said that we must kill our little darlings, and I know exactly what she means. It’s hard to let go of a scene that you’ve worked so hard on, but every time I return to this scene to work on it and edit it, I realize that, while I love it, it doesn’t move the story along.

So I cut it.

But then I thought, why not share it with my readers?

By way of background. Joe Robinson has filed for divorce from Lettie, and she has been ordered to appear at Angela Van Johnson’s law office to give her deposition.

A deposition is sworn testimony taken by a court reporter, as the opposing lawyer finds out facts concerning a case.

In a divorce, typically, the lawyer wants to find out what assets the other party has; the lawyer also wants to find out if the party is hiding assets from the other spouse. 

The scene begins with Lettie asking Deena to call Childrens Protective Services for her, after Lettie has witnessed a disturbing scene at the Bergens’ trailer. It won’t spoil your enjoyment of the story to read this scene–I don’t reveal what Lettie witnessed–and then the deposition scene follows.

And Lette doesn’t have a lawyer.

And here's a new slider to go with my new adult story!

I’ve been updating and revising my website and having lots of fun with it. I created a new slider. Let me know what you think!

Catherine and Josephine is now available!

My new book, Catherine and Josephine, is now available on ibooks and on Amazon!

Here’s the blurb:

Women of today have their choice in careers and can shatter the glass ceiling . . . well, sure, you believe that, don’t you? But the women of this mythical, medieval world, are trapped in a time and a place where men rule and make the decisions concerning their lives, their bodies, and their minds.
When an infant girl is found, abandoned, on the castle keep, lying in a basket, Queen Mathilda takes an instant joy in the child and decides to rear her up as a proper lady of the court. She names her Josephine. She would adopt the child, only King Augustus will not let her adopt her. Josephine becomes a ward of the court, and except for the legal designation of daughter, she is raised up as the Queen’s little daughter.
Queen Mathilda has, for the last ten years, tried in vain to bring a healthy child into the world, a child that will grow up to inherit the throne . . . a boy, of course, but when the Queen finally succeeds in giving birth to a child, although a female, King Augustus takes comfort from the hope that she will later give birth to a coveted boy.
King Augustus had promised the Queen he would allow her to adopt Josephine once she has given birth to a living heir, but tragedy befalls the Queen before the night ends.
As the years pass, and as Lady Josephine and Princess Catherine grow and mature into beautiful young women, their fate is managed and manuevered for them by the King and his privy council.
And while both girls received the benefit of tutors, the differences between them–and what they can expect in terms of life choices and marriage–are defined for them by the men who rule over them.
But can the men be trusted to rule well . . . or justly?

I got to be an extra in a film!

I received an email on Wednesday, August 17, asking if I’d like to be an extra in a film that was being made in Cincinnati, and starring a major film star. The call was for Monday, August 22, and I had to be available for the entire day, but they also promised they’d let me know closer to the date when I would be expected to arrive on set.

I replied that I was interested and happy to participate, and Becca told me she’d be sending me more detailed information over the weekend as to the particulars.

On Saturday evening, August 20, I received an email giving me the arrival time, the address of the staging area, and what potential costumes to bring. It was also on Saturday that I learned I was to be a wedding guest. I needed to bring evening gowns, cocktail gowns, handbags, purses, clutches, jewelry, and shoes. Threw everything I had into a duffle bag, and put it into the back of my Volkswagen Bug, in preparation for Monday night.

We were also asked to wear some basic makeup and to have our hair fresh and clean and if possible, to arrive with our hair in rollers.

 

I was also warned that the filming would easily last through the night into the early hours of morning.

My call was for five o’clock, so at three o’clock, I left home. Stopped at the JC Penney salon for a quick and dirty eyebrow wax–major caterpillar activity going on at my brow-line–and I also went to the Sephora counter for a free consultation. I asked for foundation and the woman sold me a pre-foundation product and the foundation itself. I don’t normally wear makeup at all, and so I felt I needed a professional to apply my makeup.

I arrived, excited, breathless, and terrified. The staging area is located on an entire floor of an old building in downtown Cincinnati, with ample free parking. I walked in, was told what floor to go to, and rode the elevator up.

After filling out employment and verification of U.S. citizenship paperwork, I was told to go to hair and makeup.The people who work behind the scenes on film sets are the most wonderful, lovely, kind, charming, and warm people you could ever hope to meet. A lovely brunette lady whipped my hair into shape, teasing it, fluffing it, and hair-drying it until it stood up from my scalp of its own volition.

Makeup. I could’ve simply let the makeup ladies do it all, because they were ready and willing, but one lady handed me an eyelash curler and told me the rubber had been doused with antiseptic, and told me to curl my eyelashes, then I applied mascara. The other lady applied lip color. You keep your lips relaxed, then gently close your mouth, and she applies the lipstick and then some gloss.

In retrospect, I should’ve put on my costume first and then gone to hair and makeup, because I had a bit of trouble removing the tee shirt I wore to the staging area, but then it was time to put on my costume.

So I’ll know better next time.

I put on my favorite black cocktail dress and when I showed it to a crew lady, she said it wasn’t fancy enough for a wedding. I’d only brought cocktail dresses, so she provided me with a ball gown from wardrobe. It was gorgeous and sexy but I couldn’t get the zipper to go up, and then she gave me a slightly larger ball gown, and I still couldn’t get the zipper to go up. Crap!

Then I was handed a really lavish gown with long sleeves, a high, tight neck, and a bodice just sparkling in sequins. That dress, of course, fit. It was perfect too, considering the film, the characters, and the kind of person who’d attend a wedding like this, but it was scratchy and uncomfortable.

But a girl sometimes has to suffer for her art.

Changed my hose from black to nude, and then changed the shoes from black pumps to silver sandals, and I was ready to go! I signed a form acknowledging that I was borrowing the dress and also the clip-on earrings. I brought my own cute little handbag, and at the appointed time, we were ushered into vans and driven to the set.

More later!