New Contract and New Collection

The Wild Rose Press is publishing Vicki Batman’s third Hattie Crooks romantic comedy mystery, Temporarily Out of Luck. No release date yet. In July, she’s indie publishing a collection: “Sommerville Days.” 

 

Contest Finalist

Tracy Brody’s “Deadly Aim” manuscript was named a finalist in the Sheila contest and received two perfect scores and inspiring compliments from the first round judges.  

 

Double Maggie Finalist

Carrie Nichols’ The Sheriff’s Little Matchmaker is a finalist in Short Contemporary for GRW’s (Georgia Romance Writers) Maggie Award of Excellence and The Marine’s Secret Daughter is a finalist in the Best Book by a GRW Author category. 

 

Sci-Fi Thriller Finals

Sandy Parks is thrilled the first book in her latest sci-fi-thriller series, To Die Again, is a finalist in the Georgia Romance Writers Maggie Awards in the Mainstream with a central romance category. 

 

Invisible Words’ Good News

Looks like it was Vicki Batman’s week. Here’s what Donnell Bell had to say about her gang. 

 

“One of KOD’s member benefits is Invisible Words, a place to brainstorm and Improv.  

 

This week Vicki Batman stretched her writing muscles having a little fun with this sentence: Frederick didn’t think much of his niece’s antics… 

 

Didn’t she do a nice job?  Come join us, won’t you?”  https://groups.io/g/KODInvisibleWords.io

 

Frederick didn’t think much of his niece’s antics. In fact, she was in hot water with the county sheriff. But anyone would be after what she’d done. “Borrowed” a Jeep. Zipped through a drive-thru and ordered a chocolate shake with whipped cream, but drove off without paying. Ran not one, but three red lights–all caught on camera. Nearly knocked off old lady Carson in the crosswalk. Her fancy walker definitely sustained damage. He shook his head. Nope, her daddy, the Mayor, wouldn’t like it, especially when he found out about the baggie of pills–definitely, illegal–in the passenger seat. Looked like drugs had taken over their small town and he’d have to find out why. 

 

And two more members had fun with the Five-Word challenge: 

Using five words from Improv KOD member and Invisible Member Kelli Finger created this gem 

 

He struggled to steady the kayak’s paddle in his cramped hands.
Desperation to save his son from the ruthless Columbian gang urged him
on faster. He ached with every dip and lift of the paddle. It wasn’t
complicated; if he didn’t reach his son, they’d kill the little boy.
He needed to annihilate the evil first. The crack of a rifle shot
echoed through the rainforest, sending birds scattering in the trees
canopy overhead. Too close. The kayak swayed in the current. Weakness
ravaged his muscles. The hot sun scorched his face. He licked his dry
cracked lips. Fear blew a chilled breath down his neck. He recognized
the symptoms of dehydration. Despite his desire to debate the
harshness of his reality, if his team didn’t reach him in time, he’d
die.

Complicated
Debate
Faster
Kayak
Symptoms
 

 

And Candy Gareiss submitted this beauty working off the listed five words below.

What the hell had she been thinking?  Karen should have known there was something more to the invitation than Sally simply having an extra ticket to one of the most popular plays on Broadway.  When Sally arrived at the theatre, she had two men in tow.  Karen had been set up, and with Sally’s taste in men, the evening had gone from one of anticipation to one of dread.  By the time the finale ended, Karen had spent more time fighting off the octopus next to her than she had spent watching the play.  She should have left at intermission.  Now they all wanted to go out for drinks.  Wasn’t happening. 

 

Karen begged off, despite objections, claiming she had to study if she was to obtain her certificate in crisis management.  She ducked down a dark alley.  Not the smartest route but the fastest way back to her apartment.  She desperately needed a shower after being pawed all evening. As she approached the rear of the theater, Karen spotted two men just outside the stage door.  The taller, bigger man was dressing down the smaller person.  One of his minions, she assumed.  They hadn’t noticed her but they would if she continued and the idea of another unpleasant encounter didn’t appeal to her.  Just as she turned back toward the busy street, she heard it.  A shot.  Then the pounding of feet heading straight toward her.

 

FIVE WORDS

 

 Certificate

 

 Finale

 

 Octopus

 

 Minion

 

 Invitation

 

 

Barbara