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Most Interesting Person #OpenBook Blog Hop

  By Open Book

November 3, 2025

Who is the most interesting person you’ve ever met?

I’ve had the pleasure of meeting many amazing people in my life.

Sure, part of that is due to the variety of jobs I’ve worked and places I’ve lived. Do I talk about the landlady who lived next door and treated us more like grandkids that renters? She’d bring supper over, or we’d cook and have her over, and she’d fall asleep on our couch watching TV.

Maybe the ex-military men I’ve known. The uncle who was serving in Hawaii during the Pearl Harbor attack and never spoke of it. The neighbor, who was a Green Beret in Vietnam during the war and may have taken part in exercises in Cambodia. My father, who served at the end of WWII, who was always tinkering with electronics, and took up music after retirement.

Or maybe the nuns who taught at the high school I attended? The ones who signed anti-war petitions (In the Vietnam days) and led the school in celebrating the first Earth Day? The one who wrote a symphony or the other one who has spent years working for social justice? How about my coworker who had a photographic memory but was also paranoid about life. After I moved, I lost track of him—he doesn’t do social media although he was a computer genius.

How about any of the computer geniuses I worked with at my last job?

The ones that could out-think, out-code, out-program most of the vendors they work with. The one that had a wealth of stories to share from his military days, but also got up at two in the morning for several weeks trying to help an overseas company make their program work for us. Or the one that raised livestock on the side?

But I’ll pick on a former supervisor. I’ll call him “Pete” to give him some semblance of privacy. I watched him grow into a fine supervisor and then struggle with the responsibilities. At first, he worried about meeting one-on-one with me. I suspected his reason, even though he never voiced it. Eventually, he changed his mind. When his church, which he was actively involved in, got a new pastor and changed the way they worshipped and served the community, he left to find a different path.

Eventually, he left the company we both worked for. (I had retired by that point.) He found a job that allowed him to work remotely and travel at the same time. It’s not quite the van life he’s living as he has a home. he and his wife also started a you tube page.

What makes him interesting? Not everyone is willing to follow their dreams. I admire him for taking the risks he has, and not taking the easy way out. I suspect he is happier for it. (If you’re reading this, “Pete,” hello!)

I’m looking forward to seeing who the other authors on this hop talk about. You can find out by following the links below.

As always, until next time, please stay safe.

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November 3, 2025

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Bigfoot & Giants & Red Eyes, OH MY! #OpenBook Blog Hop

  By Open Book

October 27, 2025

What is the best known cryptid in your area?

Or your favorite one? (A cryptid is an animal whose existence is disputed or unverified by science, known only through folklore and anecdotal evidence like eyewitness accounts )

I’m lucky enough to be on a committee with local Paranormal Enthusiast/Cryptovania’s Data Wrangler, Jason Trost. He’s been researching phenomena in the area for a decade.

The closest to a local cryptid that he could identify is Red Eyes. Not the Red Eyes from other localities, this one seems to be related to Bigfoot. What is more interesting is the ties to specific locations, especially the historic Miller Farm area. (Which is now part of the Oil Creek State Park.) A group of teenage boys who saw a creature described it as all white, over 6 feet tall, with arms, legs, and glowing eyes. The encounter was documented in a local newspaper.

And then there are giants.

Which I find more interesting. The theory is that there was a race of giants that lived in the area and were responsible for creating mounds in both Pennsylvania and Ohio. There is also speculation that they created the pits that were enclosed by timber and served as a way to collect oil from the local waterway, today known as Oil Creek.  (Because when white settlers moved in, there was so much oil in the ground that it actually coated the surface of the water in the creek. The Native Americans used it for hair care and medicinal purposes.) Note: This area is the home of the first commercial oil well.

The mounds in Ohio have been explored and various items, including copper sheets, have been found. There is controversary among scholars about the builders. The Native Americans tribes who inhabited the area don’t have stories about it. (Or don’t share.) What I find most interesting is that there is overlap between the arrival of the first European settlers and the end of the era of the giants.

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And, as always, please stay safe until next time.

October 27, 2025

What is the best known cryptid in your area? Or your favorite one? (A cryptid is an animal whose existence is disputed or unverified by science, known only through folklore and anecdotal evidence like eyewitness accounts )

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Best Recent Line #OpenBook Blog Hop

  By Open Book

October 20, 2025

What is the best line/s that you’ve written recently?

I’ve recently returned to the first draft of a book I started over a year ago.

It’ll be the second book in the Edwards Investigations series. I took a long break from it to write a short story for an anthology. (The anthology will be released mid-November. Stay tuned for more information!)

I’m at a point where I’m trying to decide whether my second victim is going to live or die. It’s still up in the air. I’m not sure which will serve the plot better.

So, I went back to the beginning to look for my best lines. Please remember these lines are unedited.

I’m fond of the first paragraph, but knowing how first paragraphs go, it’ll change.

Another night, another cheating husband, but the bar, The Squirrel’s Nest, was a repeat. From her stool, Annie McGregor nursed her mug of Iron City beer and a hamburger as she tracked Wayne Zabrinski in the mirror. He was having no luck getting the attention of the gaggle of college-aged girls who inhabited two of the tables.

But that isn’t my favorite.

This is. It is so characteristic of Annie (my main character, a female PI in Pittsburgh, PA in the mid 1980s) that it sets the tone for what comes next.

It wasn’t the first time that Annie had sat on a curb waiting for the cops to interview her, but at least this time she wasn’t in handcuffs. In fact, her hands were tucked into her coat sleeves, trying to keep them warm. A pile of crumbled tissues lay on the sidewalk beside her; she’d used them to scrub as much blood as possible from her hands.

There you have it. Makes me want to get back to my work in progress.

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October 20, 2025

Quilting Together The News #OpenBook Blog Hop

  By Open Book

October 13, 2025

Do you think the rise of independent media is taking over from corporate media?

For instance, the news is increasingly going independent, providing a level of legitimacy to written independent media.

Back in the dark ages, when I was in high school, each week we had a front-page news quiz based on the local paper. It would be basic questions like, where is the hurricane predicted to hit? Or who is the president of Ghana? Just the news, no commentary. The local paper covered international, national, and local news. Just the news, no commentary, except on the editorial page. Of course, there was always Walter Cronkite, delivering the evening news.

When CNN first started as a news channel, it was the news. Twenty-four hours a day. Back then, it covered both national and international topics. I had it on all day, every day, as background noise as I went about my life.

But independent news was happening on a small scale. Community organizations passed out flyers on street corners. Nationwide, alternative groups produced magazines that were distributed by subscription and on newsstands.

Then, the internet happened.

It wasn’t an immediate change, but text-based channels spread different points of view from the mainstream companies. At first, they couldn’t be trusted, as much of what was posted was from unreliable sources. Then, the big companies started filling in the gaps, and we didn’t have to wait for the paper or the news on TV to get information. But the mistrust we’d developed for anything on the internet extended to the big companies.

The news today (at least in the US) is a mess. It’s all filtered through political leanings. No one source can be considered trustworthy. Not only do people need to research the topics they are interested in, they have to look into the reputation of the people posting it. So much of what can be found is no better than a bit of information that has been put through a game of telephone—rumor and innuendo. If it hasn’t been made up entirely.

Do I think that independent news is taking over from mainstream media?

Short answer – no. I believe we’re in a transition phase, trying to find a balancing point between the two. I’m unsure of what the current state of the news will morph into. At some point, I suspect the smaller sources will fall away, just like so many small newspapers have closed. And when was the last time an organization handed out a newsletter on the street corner? (Has social media taken over that function?)

There’s also new technology to consider in the equation. How will a site’s algorithms affect what news you see? When will someone create a tool to defeat them? And with AI creating news, not just reporting it, how can we be sure what we read is accurate?

Now, how does this translate to media in general? As far as music and movies go, there’s so much money involved that I don’t know how independents can break the barriers involved. As authors, we know how that works. Without the money to buy publicity, or the right connections, it feels like a battle we can’t win. Yet many of us keep trying.

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October 13, 2025

Do you think the rise of independent media is taking over from corporate media? For instance, the news is increasingly going independent, providing a level of legitimacy to written independent media.

 

 

The Lows and the Highs #OpenBook Blog Hop

  By Open Book

October 6, 2025

Did you face any hiccups in your publishing this year?

How did you navigate that?

Confession: I haven’t published anything major this year – yet. Yes, I’ve posted on my blog regularly, but this year has been a mixed bag in my writing journey. I even tried taking my writing to Medium, but couldn’t get any traction there. It made me feel like writing was a chore, not a joy. 

The high point is that I’ve sold 90 books at festivals and book events. (And I have two craft shows scheduled before the end of the events.)

The low point is that I haven’t published a new book this year. And the book I published in November 2024 has gone nowhere, despite using a alternative route for publicity. (That didn’t work.) It didn’t help that the print copies of the Rimer Files were delayed and weren’t available for the last show of last year.)

On the bright side, I wrote a short story that will be part of an anthology to be released in November. The 10,000 words took me close to five months to complete. I rewrote the first 3000 words four times before I was satisfied with where the story was going. Once I finished, I was reluctant to let go of my protagonist, Amos Headley. There is so much more he could tell me.

Overall, it was a rough year.

At times, I felt like giving up. But my characters wouldn’t let me. Same for my readers. When one customer bought 9 of my books all at once, it gave me a needed push. But so did the readers who bought the entire Harmony Duprie series on line, all at once. Or one at a time, across one or two weeks.

But mostly, this year was a year of digging deep and staying with it.

How about all of you? How has your publishing year gone? I’ll be looking forward to the answers at the links below.

As always, until next time, please stay safe.

October 6, 2025

Did you face any hiccups in your publishing this year? How did you navigate that?

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The Glories Of Fall #OpenBook Blog Hop

  By Open Book

September 22, 2025

What do you look forward to as Fall comes up?

I’ve lived where there is no fall.

I grew up in the forest-covered hills of Northwest Pennsylvania, where the trees turned a marvelous multitude of colors each fall. Where we’d go for walks, shuffling our feet, and smelling the essence of the earth as the leaves crumbled beneath our feet. But that isn’t the only type of fall I’ve experienced.

I spent a decade on the Oregon Coast. Because of the off-shore water currents and frequent fog banks, the temperatures remained moderate most of the year. ( I only saw snow reach the shoreline once in the ten years we lived there.)  Most of the trees were evergreens, with no leaves to drop. I spent more time trimming my camellia bushes than raking leaves.

Then there was Florida. No fall there either. And no leaves to rake. But grass to mow all year long.

Wyoming’s fall was short, but at least offered hillsides of glorious gold aspen trees. (Confession: this spot was just south of the Wyoming border in Colorado.)

But here I am, less than twenty miles from where I grew up.

.And here we are, with fall hastily taking over. I wasn’t ready for it this year. The first hints of color graced the oak and maple trees in the first week of September. A reminder to hurry and finish the tasks I’ve put off all summer.

At the same time, I’m falling in love again with the little plot of land I call mine. Or rather, I like to think I’ve been given the privilege of taking care of it, even if for a short time. The maple behind the house has already turned orange, and when the morning sun’s rays hit it, it’s enough to make me stop and soak in the momentary beauty.

It won’t be long now until the hillsides turn into a patchwork of color. The tourists will arrive as well, to glimpse the wonder. But unless they take the right back roads, they’ll miss the best views.

So, my answer is simple. What do I look forward to? It’s the glory of the wooded hillsides, and the display Mother Earth shares with us.

How about our other authors? What do they look forward to? Find out by following the links below.

As always, until next time, please stay safe.

P.S. For those of you in the Lancaster PA area, Saturday the 27th, I will be taking part in the Books Books Books event at the Wyndham Expo Center Barn. I’ll be in spot 145. Stop by and say hi!

September 22, 2025

What do you look forward to as Fall comes up?

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Feelings in Flowers #OpenBook Blog Hop

  By Open Book

September 15, 2025

Victorians had a whole language around flowers. Do you have a favorite bloom?

Do you know what it means? What does it mean to you?

At least he’d already sent Duprie a gift: an expensive bouquet that the saleslady assured him was correct for the occasion. Something about the language of flowers and pink camellias.
The Fall of Jake Hennessey

I’ve played with the language of flowers in several of my stories. Which was perfect for Harmony Duprie, as she was fascinated by the era. (She lived in a Victorian-era house and was remodeling another.)

What is my favorite bloom? It’s lilacs. I love the delicate blooms, the soft scent. There were four large lilac bushes on my parents’ property. (But they predated my parents’ ownership of the home.) I planted two of them when we moved into the home where we are now. They haven’t bloomed yet, but the one very old bush by the corner of the house has. (Not every year, but I’m hoping I can bring it back to better health.)

I looked up the meaning, and the results were confusing.

Some lore associates lilacs with young love and first loves, which makes sense as they are one of the first flowers of spring. But it was also common for widows to wear lilacs as corsage in remembrance of their deceased husbands. Some sites I researched indicated it was dependent on the shade of purple, others were mute on the topic.

What do lilacs mean to me? I associate them with spring and new beginnings. Plus, I love the way they make a room smell. Barely noticeable, but comforting.

What about the other authors  who join this hop? What is their favorite flower? Find out by following the links below.

As always, until next time, please stay safe.

September 15, 2025

Victorians had a whole language around flowers. Do you have a favorite bloom? Do you know what it means? What does it mean to you?

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With A Touch Of Humor #OpenBook Blog Hop

  By Open Book

Sept 1, 2025

Share the funniest scene you’ve written.

Alternatively, the scariest scene.

I don’t write funny. What I write are humorous moments in the middle of serious business. And Harmony Duprie, my favorite ex-librarian turned internet researcher, is the perfect character for this.

Harmony is an intelligent woman who sometimes suffers from an occasionally lack of common sense. Her logic doesn’t always work the same way as everyone else’s. That results in unexpected fun and adventures.

Here’s the setup for my selection: Eli Hennessey, Harmony’s longtime boss/lover/partner, has been hospitalized for several months after a serious injury. She’s been trying to track down the person responsible for causing the auto accident. In this scene, she’s discovered an intruder in his room, holding him and two others hostage. Harmony is determined to upend the situation.

I gathered my weapons. The paperback book. The mirror. My purse. If I rushed into the room, there’d be additional items to grab. This wasn’t a precision operation.

But I wanted to start with a message.

I fought to pull off the chain around my neck with one hand. If I threw the dog tags to the right spot, Eli would see them and know I was there. Small enough comfort, but a ray of hope.

The bedframe was my initial target. I didn’t wait for the clang of metal against metal to tell me if my aim had been good. The paperback, thrown in Eli’s general direction, followed the dog tags. Next, the mirror and my purse.

By then, I was halfway into the room. I grabbed the closest stuffed animal and hurled it at the attacker’s head. Instinctively, he raised his right hand—his gun hand—to fend it off. He knocked it away, and it hit the floor and started singing ‘It’s a Small World.’
from ‘The Ranger’s Dog Tags’

On the face of it, it isn’t funny.

But when I imagine my slim, 30-something, glasses-wearing, brown hair in a bun, heroine facing down an unknown opponent, wielding nothing more than a stuffed animal, it makes me smile.

By the way, the stuffed animal makes another appearance in a conversation between Harmony and Eli..

“The minute my dog tags came flying through the door, I knew you were here. And when you followed them, I thought I was in a dream. Or a nightmare. But never tell my mother you used her latest stuffed animal as a weapon.”

“I hope that song haunts him for the rest of his life.”

“You should ask your cop friend to have it piped into his cell on a continuous loop.”

I grinned. “Tempting. But wouldn’t that fall under cruel and unusual punishment?”

“He’d deserve every minute.”

The whole book was fun (but tough) to write, but this scene is one of my favorites. (Obligatory self-promotion: You can find out more about The Ranger’s Dog Tags at https://www.pjmaclayne.com/?page_id=6458.

I’m looking forward to reading the excerpts from out other authors. You can find them at the links below.

As always, until next time, please stay safe! 

Sept 1, 2025

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Investing In My Writing #OpenBook Blog Hop

  By Open Book

August 25, 2025

What is the best money you’ve ever spent in your writing endeavor?

What is the worst?

The politically correct answer is that the best money I’ve ever spent is what I’ve paid to the various editors along the way. Having other eyes look over my manuscript, checking for errors I’ve missed, is worth every penny that I’ve spent. It’s also the easy answer. But thank you, Angela Pryce, Cornelia Amari, and Angel Nyx, among many others. (All of you out there on Critique Circle, you deserve kudos, too.)

But it isn’t my final answer. Some years ago, after being a vendor at a couple of cons and a craft show or two, I realized how many opportunities occurred outside. I had no desire to spend hours in the baking sun of a Wyoming summer.

So, I bought a canopy. Just a cheap one, but it’s done the job for seven or so years. I’ve never got the hang of putting it up by myself, but I almost always get help from a next-door vendor. (And help them in return.)

This year, I’ve used it at four outdoor events. (And sold over 70 books!)

I want to mention a runner-up. Some years ago, I was gifted a lifetime subscription to ProWritingAid. I can’t call it an investment because i didn’t pay for it. I use it regularly.

What is the worst?

I’ve paid for blog tours for most of my new releases, using well-known and reputable organizers. None of them proved successful. They brought nothing in sales, and only one or two reviews despite their efforts.

How about other authors? What were their best and worst investments? Find out by following the links below.

As always, until next time, please stay safe.

August 25, 2025

What is the best money you’ve ever spent your money on in your writing endeavor? What is the worst?

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Staying By My Side #OpenBook Blog Hop

  By Open Book

August 18, 2025

Who stayed by your side during your hardest time in life?

If you’ve followed me, you may have noticed that I don’t talk a lot about my personal life.

And that’s on purpose. My family members are not fodder for my stories. They deserve their privacy. But the answer to this question demands that I break my rule and talk about my husband.

I can’t even say what the hardest time of my life was. Together, we’ve been through it. Together is the operative word. That we even met, let alone stayed together for over 50 years, defies logic. We’ve faced challenges you hope you never see happen—except to other people. Without him by my side, I don’t know if I could have handled everything life threw at us.

Again, I won’t go into details.

Let’s just say that someone once joked I should have been a doctor to deal with all the illnesses and conditions that the family has faced (now including the grandchildren.) But most of the time, I feel blessed with the life we have been given. (Or worked for and earned, depending upon your point of view.)

So, this is a short but well-deserved tribute to my husband. He’s stayed by me and supported me through everything. (Including incredible patience with what goes into my writing.)

No, that’s not us. We have some sweet pictures of us together, but remember the privacy thing?

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August 18, 2025

Who stayed by your side during your hardest time in life?