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Model T Ford

Model T Ford

This past weekend, Rolf & I visited the town of Cochrane (Alberta, Canada) just west of Calgary to see the “Cochrane Classics Car Club Show and Shine”.

Our neighbour Ross had entered his 1914 Model T Ford – ‘C’ cab. This is what it looks like. I especially like the leather diamond tuft seats.

This car is similar to the car Mr. Lyon drives in THE GHOST AND CHRISTIE MCFEE except Mr. Lyon’s car is a 1911 Model T.

Several readers have asked me if Mr. Lyon is a ghost, and I don’t know. But I do think there are several ghosts in that story, not just Christie’s ghost. At any rate, I never figured out if Mr. Lyon was a ghost or not, although I suppose, if he really was a ghost, he may have brought the car with him from 1911 – when the original town of Bandit Creek flooded.

Like most antique cars, Mr. Lyon’s car has had several modifications. For example, the buffalo wire wheels. Wire wheels were not available in 1911. And neither was the electric start conversion he added.

This is what it’s like driving a Model T on the highway in Alberta sunshine.

Model T Ford

Ross provided us with some interesting Model T Facts. Did you know that in 1914, it took 93 minutes to assemble a car, with an 8 hour day at $5.00 per day? Back then, $5 a day was an excellent wage and it attracted the best workers.

Not only did Henry Ford provide good wages, he was an early promoter of the 8 hour day. Although Ross wonders if that was because of the better working conditions, or the fact that an 8 hour day allowed for 3 shifts to work in the factory.

And then there were the colours. Colours, other than black, were only available for the Model T in 1908 – 1912, and 1926 – 1927. Ford wrote that “Any customer can have a car painted any color that he wants so long as it is black.” Black – because it had the quickest drying time.

I don’t think Mr. Lyon liked black, because he had his 1911 Model T wearing a fresh coat of metallic red.

Have you got a favourite colour for your car?

Christmas Book Sale

Christmas Book Sale

When Christie McFee reads about the gold hidden at the bottom of Lost Lake, she decides to put some adventure in her life by diving for treasure. But when she meets Gaven St. Michel, the Divemaster on La Bonne Aventure, she starts to think that treasure can be whatever you want it to be.

If only Christie could figure out how to deal with the two ghosts who are haunting her—one of them wants her help, and the other wants her dead.

(A 34,000 word novella, Sweet Romance)


The Ghost and Christie McFee by Suzanne Stengl

available on Amazon

THE GHOST AND CHRISTIE McFEE will be on sale for just 99 cents
at the CHRISTMAS BOOK SALE from Thursday December 13 to Saturday December 15, 2012.

At the CHRISTMAS BOOK SALE you can find a selection of books for 99 cents and you can enter to win a $25 Amazon Gift Card.

Have you got your Christmas shopping done?

blue bow from photos.com #144873128

Everything is Amazing

Everything is Amazing

I think it’s amazing—

  • that Tawny Stokes started Bandit Creek at CARWA’s June 2011 AGM.
  • that Bandit Creek has been putting up a new book on the 1st and the 15th of each month since September 15, 2011.
  • that the series is winding up on January 1, 2013, with Jack’s story. You know him? The bum that hangs out in both Present Day Bandit Creek AND Historical Bandit Creek. How does he do that?

I think it’s amazing—

  • that CARWA’s PRO and PAN groups are now combined and meeting for dinner every few months at the Danish Canadian Club. CARWA has many traditionally published authors in both print and digital format. And now, because of Bandit Creek, almost every writer in CARWA is indie published. Many of us are in that “grey area” where we can no longer enter the RWA Golden Heart Contest, but we still can’t enter the Rita. Oh well.

I think it’s amazing—

  • that I have friends planning a new collective of about five authors. Unlike Bandit Creek (everything happens in Bandit Creek) this smaller collective will have a common genre.

I think it’s amazing—

  • that my computer works again and that none of my files were lost. Well, except for those emails, which needed to GO. There are so many cloud backups these days, there’s no reason to ever risk losing your work.

And I think it’s amazing—

  • that Calgary has already had temperatures in the minus twenties in October, and that now, on November 20th, it’s back to almost spring-like weather and I can walk on clear sidewalks.

Oops, spoke too soon, think it’s snowing again! But it doesn’t matter. I’ll be picking up my Sunshine Card soon. I hear the ski hill already has almost a meter of snowpack. That’s amazing.

I think everything is amazing.
How about you? What amazing things have happened to you lately?

Here’s a fun video, about amazing things. Enjoy!

My Life as a Pantzer

My Life as a Pantzer

In the writing life, you can describe yourself as a Plotter or a Pantzer.

Plotters plot. No one is sure what Pantzers do. They write by the “seat of their pants” and they never quite know where they are going. In reality, it’s a continuum. I find myself closer to the Pantzer end of the continuum.

Recently a friend asked me to describe how I write. Do I start with a character, a setting, an inciting incident? What do I start with?

I thought about it. I hadn’t thought about it in a long time. I used to think about it a lot but I don’t so much anymore.

I remember the day I started my very first book. I had finished my first Creative Writing course and I wanted to write a novel. I had this binder full of notes. I had tabs for the characters and the setting and the story parts. Both of my sons were at school. Everything else was done. I had a couple of free uninterrupted hours.

In the Creative Writing course, we had done a lot of free fall and I had several two-page scenarios started. None of them seemed like they could become novels. They were simply ideas, simmering on the back burner.

I ignored them and developed the binder, with the tabs – thinking this was how I could start a story. I told myself I would start this story in the two quiet hours I had.

Everything was ready: the binder, my nice hot cup of coffee, me. I took a stack of blank pages and my pen. And I opened the binder.

Then I closed it, and I started writing something completely different. It had no plan, no tabs, no charts to fill out. It did have parts of one of the discarded simmering ideas from the back burner.

The story evolved. Every day, or every other day, I looked forward to writing. I could hardly wait to see what would happen next. Writing consisted of typing some nonsense while I waited for some decent words to show up. Bits of dialogue hit the page. Snatches of setting. Pieces of narrative.

I typed, or wrote by hand until my brain was empty. Then I went over what I had, smoothed it out, deleted a lot. Often dialogue ended up with a different character.

There is much advice that says not to do this. Not to edit as you go. But I edit until it’s perfect. Then I cut and paste that section of story into the Final Draft and it becomes Reality.

The words are now Written in Stone. Yes, the words can change slightly, but the events that have happened cannot UN-happen. They have happened. If I paint myself into a corner, I cannot go back and change Reality.

I know writers who can do this. They have a plot evolving and it’s not working so they change Reality. That would drive me crazy. I would not be able to know which world was real. I could not keep track of all the different possible realities.

So if I do paint myself into a corner, and it happens, a lot, I need to set the whole thing to simmer again on the back burner. It may take weeks before I get an inkling of what will happen next.

I use that time to write other things, like short stories or greeting cards. Or I garden. Or I clean the house. I’m not recommending this. I’m just saying this is what works for me. If you can plot ahead of time and that works for you, good for you. I wish I could do that.

I did finish that first story but it took a long time. So, back then, I decided to create a binder, which I called my Build A Book binder. My plan was to record my process so I would not have to reinvent it each time I wrote a book. I wanted to record my process so I could easily repeat it. Without the struggle.

With each book I wrote and finished, the binder grew with character questionnaires, conflict charts, diagrams of relationships.

But I never used the charts or diagrams.

I did start keeping a list of scenes: time of day, POV character, the goal conflict disaster in each scene. I still do this. But I fill it in AFTER it has been written. I can’t fill it in ahead of time. It would be like I was making up the story.

For some books, I created a collage of images. I’ve used collages three times so far, and each time, I’ve created it about the 75% point. I think it did help me reach the end of the story. But only because it let me see everything that had happened to that point – all at once – in a poster size picture. I still never know the ending until I get there.

One piece of structure that is valuable to me is the age-old Story Structure of Beginning, Middle, End. I know somewhere in my head that at 25% the story will turn 180 degrees, the First Turning Point. At 50% I know I will be at the Point of No Return, where the characters can never go back to who they were at the start, but they are not who they will be by the end. I know that the next turning point will be at 75% where it seems like everything that was working is no longer working.

But I don’t know what those points are UNTIL they have happened. I wish I could plan or plot them. But I can’t.

My third book began as an exercise with a writers group. We all were going to write from a predetermined premise: hero carjacks heroine with a gun.

I finished that story, but it didn’t work. I could not make the foundation/premise work. Everything I built on top of that foundation I liked, but since I had not started with a solid foundation, what I built on top never held up.

When I wrote THE GHOST AND CHRISTIE MCFEE, I had to put the story in a world created by the Bandit Creek Collective. I had no idea where to start. As usual.

After the June 2011 AGM, when Bandit Creek was born, our leader Tawny Stokes wanted us to add our particulars to the chart on the Yahoo Loop. So I did.

I choose the August 1, 2012 publication slot and put my genre as Sweet Contemporary Romance. Tawny also had a column for Title. THE GHOST AND CHRISTIE MCFEE popped into my head. I don’t know where it came from. And at the time, it was Sarah, not Christie, and Christie would morph through various versions of Krista, Christa, Christy, until she became Christie. This is the first time I have started a story with just a title.

I was working on a different story at the time so I kept working on it, letting my title simmer on the back burner. From September to December, I wrote my current WIP and I edited other Bandit Creek stories and that helped me to immerse myself in Bandit Creek.

Two stories caught my attention. The first was Amy Jo Fleming’s DEATH AT BANDIT CREEK. I loved a secondary character, Annie Hamilton, a young schoolteacher turned prostitute. I wondered how that had happened. I wondered what Annie’s mother thought about this. Did Annie’s mother even know what had happened to her daughter?

The second story was Sheila Seabrook’s WEDDING FEVER, a story about diving for the legendary treasure in Lost Lake.

By December I still didn’t have any words written for my Bandit Creek story so I thought I’d better start. If only I knew how to start. All I had was the title and noise in my head.

What was surfacing was Amy Jo’s story (a historical mystery) and Sheila’s story (a contemporary romantic comedy). In between writing a different story, and getting ready for Christmas, I started re-reading my PADI Open Water book. (PADI is the Professional Association of Diving Instructors.)

In January, I still had not started my story, so I began researching fish that might be found in a Montana Lake. That also got tossed in the pot on the back burner to simmer.

At some point, I saw Charlie at the Dive Shack. I’m not sure if he started out as my character or Sheila’s character. He just was, and IS, this person who lives in Bandit Creek. He’s a secondary character in the story.

Maybe I start with secondary characters?

Then I saw a young man walk out of the Dive Shack and head down to the beach. And I saw a young woman drive up in a rental car. And I wondered who they were so I had to write the story to find out.

So what works for me? How do I start a story?

I’m still not sure. I AM sure that a predetermined premise does NOT work. But other than that, I know that if I take a few ideas and set them to simmer on the back burner for a few days (or weeks or months) something will rise to the surface and somewhere there will be a beginning. Then I will find the first few words and paragraphs and pages, and I will set them in stone. And I will gradually move from there.

Does any chart, formula or template work for you? How do you get started on a story?

(photo from photos.com #86546842)

Bootleg My Heart

Bootleg My Heart

The next book in the Bandit Creek series is out!

It’s written by my friend A. M. Westerling. You can find her here.

Because Everything happens in Bandit Creek, this one is a prohibition era story.

Delia Becker returns to Bandit Creek in search of the man who killed her dad several years earlier. She reopens her late father’s garage and hires the attractive stranger Jackson Durant to help her out. Only after she catches Jackson snooping around does she realize her new mechanic has a mysterious past.
Revenue man Jackson Durant arrives in Bandit Creek looking for the rum runners operating in the south east corner of Montana. Working undercover as a mechanic at Joe’s Garage, he finds himself falling for the garage’s owner, Delia Becker. The only problem is, all evidence points to her being part of the rum running gang he’s after.

Will their growing love for each other overcome the secrets that are spilled late one night on Lost Lake road? Or will Delia’s desire for revenge drive them apart?

You can find Bootleg My Heart here.