Going Up...... (I hope) - "Top floor, Agents, Publishers, Readers!"

I've heard it called a pitch, or a log line, but my favorite phrase is elevator speech. It's the quick version of a self marketing ploy, that can be spewed forth between floors - hopefully - going up.

Now that I've said this, I would like to put my pitch out there for you to read. I will preface it first by telling you that my book is called Wayward (at least until someone tries to talk me into changing it) and it is a paranormal fiction (or speculative genre). I welcome any comments or questions you have, and will answer them, but keep this in mind, if you ask me anything where the answer might be a plot spoiler, you will get the game show buzzer.

Without further ado, here it is:

Simon isn't sure how to tell his disapproving father that he wants to move home to the small mountain town of Farrell Springs. The need to make a decision escalates when he is inadvertently pulled into a conceptual plane called Wayward, where dreams are tested and the dead interact with the living. But, Wayward also holds memories, and after a disastrous family gathering, he returns there to uncover the family secret and decide on the life he truly wants.


Okay, that's it in a nutshell. I hope to hear from you and the next time I post about the book, I might just include an excerpt.

Until next time,
Robin

We Gather Together

Happy Thanksgiving!

I am taking this time to relate how thankful I am for my family and friends. I have a network of people that are always there. We may not stay in close contact, or see each other often, but I feel you there.

I am especially thankful to have my children home for Thanksgiving. They are amazing people and I am very proud of them.

I'm not an overly sentimental type, so this won't be a long, maudlin regale of what I'm thankful for. It's simply this...I'm thankful for life in all it's guises; the joys, the messes, it's never ending cycle.

Whatever belief system you have, I ask that all of you are blessed tomorrow, with food, with family, with friends, with love and life.

God bless and keep every one of you.

Love,
Robin

Waiting on a Train

This will be a short entry, but I just had to share something that made me smile Friday morning while waiting on the Light Rail train.

As I was standing there, I saw some movement below me along the tracks. As I watched, a field mouse appeared from a small pile of leaves. I then heard the chitter of the tracks, the prelude to the train arriving at the station. This clearly panicked the mouse and I watched as it scurried along trying to decide which way to exit, across the tracks or up the side of the platform wall.

I silently urged it to choose the platform wall, and was relieved when it did. The diminutive creature climbed up and over the edge, sighted the landscaped beds lining the outer edges of the platform and dashed for the closest one. I mutely cheered it on.

What really made me giggle, was the reaction of two people at the back of the line next to mine. The mouse, in it's haste, did not care if it ran toward the human hedge on it's way to the cover of the real thing, so it did. The woman jumping didn't  surprise me, it was the well over six foot tall man, who leapt higher, that put the grin on my face.

Hope your weekend has been a good one.

Robin