Thank you, Misha, for hosting me today.
I've always loved your blog, so I'm really happy to hang out here for a little
while!
I thought I'd chat about a writer's life.
Specifically, this writer's life.
Although it took me a while to realize I was supposed to write the stories that
collected in my head, those stories have always been there and still are. Some
are just snippets. Others are more fully formed. The same with characters –
they hang out in my head, too. And I've always possessed the outlook of a writer.
People
watching. OMG!
More like instant profiles. "She has a cat." "He's a mechanic."
"He's way too much in love with her, and she doesn't love him as
much." Of course, I have no idea if my perceptions come close to the
truth. Over time, these observances graduated to include stories about their
lives. Sometimes these became the beginning of a new story in my head or
blended with one already there. But not always.
Event
watching. This is only slightly different from
people watching. Or maybe it's still a part of it. But an event usually occurs
when I'm not actively engaged in watching people. It may be as minor as a
vehicle parked at an odd location or perhaps even at a strange angle. Or
someone whose dress or manner is inappropriate for the occasion, say the man
who sits apart at a funeral and doesn't speak to anyone. Or maybe the two
strangers(?) in the pet store who
meet, speak, and move on. Events like these truly spark my imagination. And
sometimes lead to a plot twist in a story.
Names. I love maps, and I put names of streets, cities, towns, counties
together to form names. South
Carolina is home to Florence Newberry. Think about a
character named Florence Newberry. Can't you just see her! There are many more,
including two Texans, who you'll meet in stories yet to come, but not the same
story—Peggy Whitsett and Brady Ellinger. These characters usually appear with
at least a little backstory, and sometimes full stories spilling over and
waiting to be told.
So how is your life as a writer? Do you do
these things? Different things? Or am I the only one?
Carol
Kilgore is a Texas native who has lived in
locations across the U.S.
as the wife of a Coast Guard officer. Back under the hot Texas
sun in San Antonio,
Carol writes a blend of mystery, suspense, and romance she calls Crime Fiction with a Kiss. She and her
husband share their home and patio with two active herding dogs, and every so
often the dogs let them sit on the sofa.
Learn more about Carol and follow her here:
Blog: http://www.underthetikihut.blogspot.com
Website: http://www.carolkilgore.net
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/carolkilgore.author
Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/#!/carol_kilgore
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6094110.Carol_Kilgore
No home. No family. No place to hide. For Summer Newcombe,
that's only the beginning.
The night Summer escapes from a burning Padre
Island eatery and discovers the arsonist is stalking her, is the
same night she meets Fire Captain Gabriel Duran. As much as she's attracted to Gabe,
five years in the Federal Witness Security Program because of her father’s
testimony against a mob boss have taught her the importance of being alone and
invisible.
No matter how much she yearns for a real home, Summer
relinquished that option the night she killed the man who murdered her father.
But Gabe breaks down her guard and places both of them in danger. Summer has
vowed never to kill again, but she's frantic she'll cost Gabe his life unless
she stops running and fights for the future she wants with the man she loves.