Going over to the dark side, Diane kills people in her spare time - in books of course
RONE Award Nomination
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After a difficult week when I slipped while out walking with my lovely dogs, and broke my ankle, I had the terrific news that Gun Shy has been nominated for a RONE Award.
Hi Libby it’s lovely to meet you and congratulations on your new release PASSIONATE HISTORY. I’m really pleased you have brought Professor Worthy *strokes the sleeve of his jacket* with you. Pull up a chair, grab a coffee and please excuse me while I *sigh, takes another stroke of his arm* …ask, Aidan (I can call you Aidan can’t I?) some questions. Aidan, it’s lovely to meet you. Uh, thanks, Diane, it’s lovely to be here. Can you tell me how you first felt when you met Bree? Bree was a breath of fresh air – young, vibrant, and enthusiastic about learning about Italian Renaissance art—my speciality. Was she one of your students? Er, yes, she was in my class the last semester of her senior year. Then we lost touch for a while, but she found me again at her five-year reunion. You must have young women *gulp, touches Aidan’s arm yet again* throwing themselves at you all the time. How do you deal with that on a professional basis? Well, I don’t…I me...
I'm really pleased you've decided to drop in and visit me at this most romantic time of year. It probably means you've got everything arranged for Valentine's Day ... Yes?? Well you should - and quickly - we don't need any little faux pas do we? I remember such a faux pas when I first started dating my now husband. Valentine's Day - seven months after we had first started dating each other. This was an important day in my mind and being young and with high expectations, I was delighted when the doorbell rang and I had a delicate single silk red rose in a beautiful white satin box, delivered from the florist. Ah, I was overjoyed. A single red rose - from a secret admirer. As my heartthrob arrived at my front door later that evening, I flung myself in his arms, kissed him wildly and thanked him for my gorgeous silk rose. The frozen silence was a small hint, then he pulled a lovely real red rose from behind his back and handed it to me. ...
What comes first when I create a story? – Part 3 What She Saw was for me a different approach initially. For some unknown reason, the unrest in the world must have affected me. Call it luck, call it intuition, but unusually for this story I plunged heart and soul into the research and background of a subject matter which fascinated me, but I never had enough information on to write in great depths before. This time the story needed my research to centre around fires, the fire service, arson and the legal side of these together with a depth of knowledge regarding firearms that I’d never previously indulged in. To my utter good luck, I happened upon a fire officer, Charl ie Cartwright, through mutual connections and we met up, messaged, talked on the phone and I prised each and every morbid detail from him regarding fires, heat, the effect on bodies at different stages I also met up with Peter Wright, a retired police officer with a wealth of knowledge abou...
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