Quotes
I enjoyed the courtroom as just another stage but not so amusing as Broadway.
~Mae West
Meet-Up
Last week we were invited to a literary Meet-Up to meet other people in the field of literature: authors of course, fiction and non-fiction, but there were also editors, publishers, and designers attending.
We met Kevin Dennchy a non-fiction author who has written about the invasion of Normandy, The D-Day Assault. His next project is about General Custer. He is trying to find a different slant to the many-times told story of General Custer.
Donna Massiteffi does it all. She is a writer, publisher, editor, coach, speaker, and facilitator
Karen Morrissey who is CEO/Editor-in-Chief of Thursday Night Press Ltd.
It was a treat to see our old friend Bob Tipton with his self-help book Jump. He uses it in his classes about how to get ahead in the world of work.
And many others, but you get the idea.
We were invited to bring our books, if we had published books, to show them off, and tell others about them. It was not as great of a selling opportunity as it sounds, but we met some interesting people. Thanks to Gwen Proctor our Writers' Circle leader and facilitator for telling us about the Meet-Up.
Excerpt from Murder in the Rockies
Lilly Red LaRue approached the witness chair in her stylish dress of navy blue with white lace at the cuffs and neckline. The outfit highlighted her bright red hair. LaRue knew every eye was watching her, and she made the most of her moment in the spotlight. The swishing of her skirt could be heard all the way to the back of the room as she sashayed to the front of the courtroom. A whisper of her perfume followed her to the witness chair.
Coyle could not help but thinking that her prance to take her place as a witness was that of a thoroughbred show horse. “Yep,” he thought, “a thoroughbred show horse at an auction. Highest bidder wins the breeding rights.”
At the swearing in, when asked if she swore to tell the whole truth …etc., she answered, “Oui,” and Coyle could see what kind of witness testimony this was going to be, and understood why Feinstein cautioned him to be careful. It would be very easy for him to be played as the fool by Miss LaRue.
“Miss LaRue, would you rather have me ask my question en Francais?”
“Oui, as you wish, monsieur.” Lilly LaRue looked him in the eye, unsmiling.
Coyle quickly realized she had called his bluff. He thought he recognized a twinkle of merriment in her blue eyes. “I apologize; the jury probably would not understand French. I propose that we stick with English at this time. You seem to be comfortable in English.” Coyle tried to recover. He could feel the red in his cheeks.
“Okey Dokey,” she said with a devilish smile. “And you may call me Red if you prefer.”
“Miss LaRue, normally we ask a witness about his or her name, address, and occupation. In the name of brevity and propriety, I’ll skip that part and ask some questions that have more relevance to the case.”
There were scattered snickers among the spectators as to why Coyle skipped the question about occupation.
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I enjoyed the courtroom as just another stage but not so amusing as Broadway.
~Mae West
Meet-Up
Last week we were invited to a literary Meet-Up to meet other people in the field of literature: authors of course, fiction and non-fiction, but there were also editors, publishers, and designers attending.
We met Kevin Dennchy a non-fiction author who has written about the invasion of Normandy, The D-Day Assault. His next project is about General Custer. He is trying to find a different slant to the many-times told story of General Custer.
Donna Massiteffi does it all. She is a writer, publisher, editor, coach, speaker, and facilitator
Karen Morrissey who is CEO/Editor-in-Chief of Thursday Night Press Ltd.
It was a treat to see our old friend Bob Tipton with his self-help book Jump. He uses it in his classes about how to get ahead in the world of work.
And many others, but you get the idea.
We were invited to bring our books, if we had published books, to show them off, and tell others about them. It was not as great of a selling opportunity as it sounds, but we met some interesting people. Thanks to Gwen Proctor our Writers' Circle leader and facilitator for telling us about the Meet-Up.
Excerpt from Murder in the Rockies
Lilly Red LaRue approached the witness chair in her stylish dress of navy blue with white lace at the cuffs and neckline. The outfit highlighted her bright red hair. LaRue knew every eye was watching her, and she made the most of her moment in the spotlight. The swishing of her skirt could be heard all the way to the back of the room as she sashayed to the front of the courtroom. A whisper of her perfume followed her to the witness chair.
Coyle could not help but thinking that her prance to take her place as a witness was that of a thoroughbred show horse. “Yep,” he thought, “a thoroughbred show horse at an auction. Highest bidder wins the breeding rights.”
At the swearing in, when asked if she swore to tell the whole truth …etc., she answered, “Oui,” and Coyle could see what kind of witness testimony this was going to be, and understood why Feinstein cautioned him to be careful. It would be very easy for him to be played as the fool by Miss LaRue.
“Miss LaRue, would you rather have me ask my question en Francais?”
“Oui, as you wish, monsieur.” Lilly LaRue looked him in the eye, unsmiling.
Coyle quickly realized she had called his bluff. He thought he recognized a twinkle of merriment in her blue eyes. “I apologize; the jury probably would not understand French. I propose that we stick with English at this time. You seem to be comfortable in English.” Coyle tried to recover. He could feel the red in his cheeks.
“Okey Dokey,” she said with a devilish smile. “And you may call me Red if you prefer.”
“Miss LaRue, normally we ask a witness about his or her name, address, and occupation. In the name of brevity and propriety, I’ll skip that part and ask some questions that have more relevance to the case.”
There were scattered snickers among the spectators as to why Coyle skipped the question about occupation.
Comments
Please leave your questions and comments in the section below with Comments in blue.