Making Believe

I must let you all know that I’m going to be downsizing this blog and doing my blogging from my website. The reason being I feel the need to work from one location. You can follow my blog there by subscribing to my website and whenever I post, you’ll get an email. You’ll also get my newsletter which I post once a week, usually on Tuesday.

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Making Believe

Summer is winding down. The grandsons have come and gone.

Remember when people would talk about how hot the summer protests would be? The newscasters used to predict how much violence would happen in the summer. Usually they hit their mark pretty square on. Now the violence is all year long so we can’t really say the tempers are cooling off for winter.


However, I can honestly say I’m glad football season is almost here. I’m watching the preseason for the Seahawks right now.

What do I see in football? Aside from the game itself, I see mild entertainment, sort of like the gladiators, only without the killing.


There’s something about fellas that makes them want to wrestle and play rough with each other. It’s a guy thing. Yes, that statement is politically incorrect, however having raised both boys and girls, I can tell you, what I just said is naturally accurate. Boys like to play rough.

In the old days they played rough with swords and clubs and killed each other.

Today we have football. And I’d much rather see strong young men roughing it up on a football field than out in a war zone. And I’d much rather see people getting behind their teams instead of throwing stones through windows.


If the leaders of the world really wanted peace, whenever there was a disagreement they’d put together a football team and have them duke it out on the football field with the neutral countries as referees. Then we could all watch and enjoy.

Have a peaceful week!


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Making Music

41R0RcUwLjL._AA300_When I was thirteen years old I was given an album of Shakespeare’s Hamlet starring Richard Burton. I know, it sounds funny to give a young teen something so sophisticated, but I must have requested it, or someone in the family knew me better than I thought. I swear that old 33 must have been worn paper thin by the time I grew up. I wish I knew what happened to it over the years.

The entire reading was music to my ears.



Yes. Music. There is something which well-versed authors utilize in their writing that makes their work sing. It’s called rhythm.  Shakespeare was a master of rhythm with his words. J.R.R. Tolkien also.

I’m not sure if it’s a natural instinct or something that is learned but could be a combination of both. It is, perhaps, why being versed in poetry is so important in a writer’s  training. There’s a beat to learn that can be incorporated into a piece of work. Different beats can be applied for different moods, or atmosphere.

Rhythm in a literary work is captivating. Mesmerizing. It draws the reader or listener like sweet honey draws a bear, and holds them captive. Rhythm gives flavor to words and sensuality to concepts.

I can recognize a Shakespearean actor by how he picks up on the rhythm of a piece. Whether they are playing a villain or the protagonist, there is something sweet to the sound of their voice. Richard Burton was a virtuoso in his reading of Hamlet. I can still hear this O too solid flesh melting…my heart!

Listen to the voices of Sean Beam as Boromir, or Brad Dourif as Grimma Wormtongue in Peter Jackson’s production of Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings.

In the trailer for Cassandra’s Castle you will hear the voice-over by Robert Miano. Listen closely. A master of rhythm in his own right, Robert gave the prose that I wrote soul. It sings. I could listen to his voice for a long time and that is why I’m in the midst of negotiation to have him read one of my books as an audio.


Coming soon, (August 31) I will be releasing an audio book of Thread of a Spider. A voice actor named Lee Brophy is the producer, and on top of being Irish with a wonderful Irish accent, Lee has the talent to sense the beat in a story. His reading is captivating. I’m very excited to be releasing this audio-book especially since he’s told me he loves the story.

Lee Brophy

Lee Brophy is from the capital town of Castlebar, Co. Mayo, Ireland. He’s a Zoologist, Voice Actor, Stand-up, Actor, Writer, Tour Guide, Performance Artist, and Clown. Yes, a Zoologist.

In 2012, Lee began taking comedy lessons in Hong Kong with Takeout Comedy and has since trained with The Annoyance Theatre, The Second City, Chekhov Studio Chicago, Beijing Improv, AUSA Comedy Society, Quids Theatre, Green Shirt Studio, Acting Studio Chicago, Chicago Physical Theatre and Such A Voice productions.  Yes, a Zoologist. Read more and Check out his website to find upcoming performances:

Thread of a Spider on Audio will be released August 31 (or there about).



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Making a Hero

When the movie was over I waited for my husband as he used the restroom. I stood on the plush carpets, the ambient lights glittering around me. Brilliantly lit posters heralded upcoming movies. Their bright colors, handsome actors, magic wielding gestures drew my eye. Star Wars, Thor Ragnarok, The Justice League. Movies no doubt about good versus evil,  about the impending doom that mankind faces from some unknown evil force. Movies that boast of supernatural beings with supernatural powers fighting to save us mortals.

And then there was Dunkirk.



I don’t have to look to my imagination to find heroes. They don’t need supernatural powers (though an awesome British Spitfire helps). They don’t need bright neon lights to flash out their names, because being a hero doesn’t boast. There’s no pomp and circumstance in doing the right thing. There’s no red carpet but only the stain of blood seeping through the flesh of the man whose hands the hero pulls out of the water. There’s no grand finale when he lands on the beach because there’s no knowing if the beach will be blown to smithereens two seconds later. Four hundred thousand men. Four hundred thousand heroes fighting to save a continent, a nation, a squadron, an individual, your son or brother or sister.

These are the heroes and Dunkirk, the movie paid a righteous tribute to them-and to the men and women who are still enduring the hardship of sleepless nights, fighting fear not knowing if they will live to see tomorrow-braving the sight of their friends, their partners, their commanders die in their arms. The heroes we forget about in our cushioned chairs, our air-conditioners or heated homes in the winter, our cars, our luxuries, our full refrigerators.


A movie everyone should see. You, your spouse, your brothers and sisters, your children.


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Don’t give me an honest book review

Thank you for this! I am an author too, and would appreciate the same thought process in reviews that I give in my books. It takes months to years to research, write, edit, and market a book. Respect comes with truthfulness as well. Well said. I would like to reblog!

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The problem with honesty

by Stan Faryna

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As some of you know, I urgently seek book reviews on for my debut book, Francesco Augustine Bernadone as I compete for a finalist position for Amazon’s 2017 Storyteller contest. Over the years, I have given and received reviews on products, services and other things. This blog post serves for reflection on what makes a review, relevant, meaningful and useful.

Please don’t give me an honest book review. Be truthful, start a new conversation with me, and be an encouragement that I will take to my heart. Don’t be the problem. There’s too much misunderstanding, discouragement, indifference, envy, contempt, violence, pain and hate in the world. Let us endeavor not to add to it.

Lest we destroy the world, each other and our selves.

What is truth?

Truth is not just your or my view of the facts…

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Making More (stories)

I’ve been lured into the NaNoWriMo Camp. I tried keeping up with writing a novel in July once before but the summer just hit me too hard and there were just too many other things to do other than write. But this year I’m keeping a promise I made by writing a novel for my in-laws and because I want to keep my word in a timely fashion I’m writing in July (instead of the November challenge).

Writing challenges help me to stay focused and I’ve had difficulty focusing with this story.  Mostly because there is so much research that has to be done  that as I write, I’m taken out of the plot way too often. My method I decided would be to write the story and just RED LETTER places where I need to research and slip it in later.

It’s funny, because when I say research, for those who never wrote a historical novel before, here’s a sample.

I have my main character go inside the Nissen hut (yes I had to find out what kind of hospital there was in Petworth England in 1942, what kind of structure it was made of, the difference between a Nissen hut and a Quonset hut, and its resilience should a bomb fall on one, was there electricity, and so on and so forth). Once she enters the hut she makes a cup of coffee. (The letters she wrote from which this story is based tells of her love for coffee). This sounds like  one sentence which should take only a second to write. However, in order to be factual, I have to research the answer to these questions.

  • What kind of stove did nurses in WWII use?
  • What kind of pots?
  • Did she haul the water from a tank outside?
  • What sort of shelving were there in the Nissan huts?
  • What sort of cups did they use?
  • Did they have commodities such as sugar?
  • What kind of light did they have? Candles?

As you can see, having to fill in the blanks for almost every sentence slows the writing process down. Especially while researching you come across all sorts of other interesting tidbits!

Anyway, you can guess that there will be a lot of red letters in this story for the first draft.



Where the Yellow Violets Grow is a historical romance that takes place during WWII and is based on the actual letters and life of a nurse in England and a wounded infantryman she cares for.


A note as an author to a reader. Please do not complain about spending a little money on a book that was well researched. I know so many authors that spend a good deal of time writing historical fiction, and its a sad thing when readers want only free books from these authors. I so appreciate the hard work that goes into them!

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Making up for lost time.

I have not been keeping up with my blog. I wonder though if people have been reading blogs as fluently as they used to.  I don’t know. I follow some and then feel like all the information I obtain from them puts my poor brain on overload.

Currently I am researching for my next book, of which I do not have a title. I want very much to have a good title and I’m probably one of the world’s worst title givers. *Inject smilie here.

The research I am conducting is about 1944 and 1945 WWII England and France. Two very specific locations, actually. Petworth, Sussex England and the battle of St-Lo France. The novel will be based on a true story of an American nurse of the African-European Theater of WWII, a first Lieutenant, and a Technical Sargent of the 29th Infantry Division who fought at D-Day Normandy, the Hedgerow battles, and St. Lo.

Surprisingly this is not a war story that I’m writing. It’s a love story taking place during the war. There are some compelling circumstances surrounding this romance that will be a joy to explore. I can’t wait to get to the meat of it.

The story is from a collection of letters written by a relative’s mother. Of course, I have to fictionalize it and that’s what’s exciting. I get to put myself in this era, under duress circumstances, and develop both characters and a tale for the world to read, to empathize with, and perhaps to remember.

I don’t know if it’s just me, but it seems there has been a recurring interest in WWII both in literature and in conversation. New eyes are exploring an entire world at war. Is it because of the political atmosphere of the time? Is there something the older generation needs to pass on to the younger, more sheltered generation of Americans? I don’ t know.

What I do know is that I am wading into the waters now and will be fully engulfed within the next few weeks. You may see some relevant posts!

Ernie Pyle traveled with the 29th Infantry Division. In a news clipping of which our Sargent was interviewed about the fighting in France, his response was only to “Read Ernie Pyle’s telling.”

You may read it also.

A little more about St. Lo. Our hero’s last battle.

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