Thursday, December 7, 2017

Straight Browsing from the Library: Lovesick Gods by Amanda Meuwissen

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The elements touch everyone on Earth—Fire, Water, even Light—but every so often someone becomes more attuned to their elemental leaning and develops true power. When an evil Elemental known as Thanatos arrived in Olympus City, it saw the rise of its first hero—Zeus. But the death toll caused by defeating Thanatos changed Zeus, who by day is young detective Danny Grant.

It’s been six months since Thanatos terrorized the city at the start of Lovesick Gods. Danny should be used to his duty behind the mask, but the recent past haunts him. His girlfriend left him, he snaps at the barest provocation, his life feels empty—he needs an outlet, any outlet to pull him out of his depression.

Enter notorious thief Malcolm Cho, the Ice Elemental Prometheus. There was a time when Danny welcomed a fight with Cho, filled with colorful banter and casual flirtations that were a relief compared to Thanatos. Even as a criminal, Cho had recognized the threat Thanatos posed and promised to help Danny stop him, but the day Danny needed Cho, he never showed. Cho was the reason so many people died that day—including Danny’s mother.

Danny decides to teach the man a lesson and fan the fire of their attraction into something more. At worst, he’ll get some no-strings-attached sex out of the deal and finally blow off steam; at best, he’ll get Cho to fall in love with him and then break his heart to spite him. Danny doesn’t expect to fall for Cho in the process, and he certainly can’t predict the much darker threat on the horizon.

Danny had always assumed Cho’s subtle flirting was just to get a rise out of him. The man mocked him, lied to him, betrayed him. And all that, that got his crank turning? Even when he’d played nice with Danny in the past, he’d just been hoping to bend him over the nearest surface.

Cho wasn’t good or redeemable. When the city needed him, when Danny had needed him, he’d run away and hid, then dared to show his face right after and expected Danny to act like nothing had happened. Cho just wanted to use Danny like everybody else. Even Andre and Lynn wouldn’t look twice at him if he wasn’t Zeus.

Just like them, Cho only saw Danny suit deep, not even skin deep, just leather and lightning. No one cared about Danny Grant. His past relationships proved that. He’d never once been the one to end things; they’d always left him first. Vanessa left because he was too distant; he couldn’t tell her he was an Elemental, and it had only gotten worse after his mother’s death. Before that, his last boyfriend had been sweet and soft and loving, but he couldn’t handle Danny’s intensity.

“Maybe I need someone who isn’t Lightning leaning,” he’d said.

Danny didn’t care what element someone was, but he didn’t want sweet or soft right now. He definitely didn’t want loving. He shouldn’t have to always be the lonely superhero that couldn’t be honest about who he was without putting people in danger.

Cho wouldn’t be in danger. He could take care of himself. Danny wouldn’t have to hide that he was Zeus. He wouldn’t have to hide anything, worry about anything. He could take what he wanted and blow off some of that steam rising steadily within him.

Turning around, he spotted Cho in line, halfway to the counter now. Cho was smooth and handsome and exuded sex appeal. It wasn’t as if Danny was blind to that. This could be everything he needed. And he’d finally get his revenge.

About the Author
Amanda Meuwissen has been writing and posting online for many years, including maintaining the website and blog for the software company Outsell. She is an avid writer and consumer of fiction through film, prose, and video games, and is the author of the paranormal romance trilogy The Incubus Saga and young adult novel Life as a Teenage Vampire. Amanda lives in Minneapolis, MN, with her husband, John, and their two cats.

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Straight Chatting from the Library: Evolved by Archer Miller

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What is the favorite book you remember as a child? John Carter of Mars by Edgar Rice Burrows. I read the entire Martian series.

What is your favorite book today? I have two at the moment. Progeny by CL Fors and Dream a Little Dream of Me by Michael Kanuckel.

Tell us about your current book in 10 words. Evolved is a space epic centered on the conflict between normal humans and the Evolved.

What are you reading right now? Star Fox. A collection of short stories looking at the legacy of Zoro.

What books do you have on hold at the library? Stephen King on Writing Do you have any bad book habits? If you mean do I abuse my book like break the spine and dog-ear the pages or write in the margins? No.

E-Reader or print? and why? Print. I have e-books but I'm just old school.

One book at a time or multiples? Usually one at a time and I'm not a fast reader.

Dog-ear or bookmark? (don't worry—Librarian Judith won't hold it against you—much) Bookmark, always.

Favorite book you've read this year? Dragon Princess by Jason Newman

When do you do most of your reading? I like a quiet house so usually late at night.

Favorite place to read? My easy chair with a good drink and a blanket.

Favorite genre? Science Fiction

Do you loan your books? What? I don't think I heard that correctly.

Favorite book to recommend? Stranger in a Strange Land by Robert Heinlein

How do you keep your books organized? By genre and by author.

what would make you not finish a book? If I found the writer was concentrating on following a formula set down by their publisher rather than relying on being original.

Keep books or give them away? Keep. Always keep.


Humanity has spread to the far reaches of space with The Golden Door, a planetary colonization monopoly, selling off every desirable and not so desirable planet to desperate settlers.

Each new world comes with new challenges, and to meet that challenge the children are evolving.

When Pieter, and other gifted children like him, become the target of government research they must fight not only for their lives but the future of their kind.


Mary’s telepathic shout jolted him out of a sound sleep. As his eyes opened flashes of blue light filled his room. He turned his head to check the common area between the cells. Arcs of lightening sizzled through the room. Kakogo cherta, he thought, watching the dancing discharge.

It’s Mike. He’s having a nightmare. Mary sounded frantic inside his mind.

Can’t you switch him off?

He can’t hear me.

Pieter stood and approached the barrier between his cell and the common room. The crackling discharge reminded him of a small Tesla coil his teacher brought to class. The lightning followed any hand or finger that touched the glass sphere. But this was on a scale he had never seen.

His eyes focused on the room across from his and caught sight of Joan watching the lights. They were all watching, too terrified to do anything to stop it.

Pieter pressed his hand to the clear wall and immediately the blue, static lights flowed to the spot. He felt no pain. The electrical discharge stopped at the other side of the wall, just like the Tesla coil in school. The pops and crackles from the common room made him wary. As he listened he could hear the electric lock mechanism on his door cycle on and off every few seconds.

Has he ever done this before? He asked.

Not like this, Mary replied. Not this bad.

Pieter listened for his door to open and pushed his hand against the clear panel.


Archer Miller emerged from the East Texas hill country and set his sights on finding the life of which few of his contemporaries dreamed. In 1974, he migrated to Boulder, Colorado to enroll at the Naropa Institute – now known as the Naropa University, a tiny Liberal Arts college founded by the renowned Tibetan Buddhist scholar and lineage holder, the Ven. Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche (1940-1987). Rinpoche was enormously influential in spreading the teachings of Tibetan Buddhism to the West.

Archer earned a degree in herbs and creative writing. He was a four-year Letterman on the Varsity Competitive Meditation Team.

After graduating in 1978, he took a year off to hike the Jack Kerouac literary trail. He became a top freelance gun-for-hire with dozens of ad agencies across the south and southwest. As a way to deal with the proliferation of Disco, he took up Zen Archery.

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Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Straight Chatting from the Library: Dianne Hartsock

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What inspired you to write this story?

A couple of years ago I wrote a flash fiction piece on a serial killer at a nightclub watching the boys dance, picking out his next victim. Now, before you think this is an odd thing for me to write about, keep in mind I read a lot of Dean Koontz and also Patricia Cornwell books. Plus I watch X-Files and Supernatural, so my mind tends to wander into dark places. It was interesting and a little frightening to put myself into a killer’s mindset. I expanded the story to see how far I could go with it, and ended up with Birthday Presents.

What was your favorite part to write?

I have a soft spot in my heart for all my characters, but in this story, Gene Mallory is my favorite. I loved writing the scenes where I could climb right into his skin and show him at his most vulnerable, and yet touch that core of strength inside. My very favorite scene to write was when he’s reunited with his brother. I had tears for that one.

What was the hardest part to write?

The scenes between Crimson and Kyle tore my heart to shreds. So difficult to write. I did a lot of research on kidnapping cases from the victim’s point of view. Also read up on serial killers who kept their victims alive for a while before killing them. Not pleasant to read at all, but I wanted to make sure I got this right. This was not an easy book to write by any means, but digging into the motives and emotions of these characters was a challenge I enjoyed. <

How did you come up with your characters?

In every story I write, my character simply come to me. I don’t have to look far to find someone who wants me to tell their story. In Birthday Presents, Kyle is a customer I saw once at work. Crimson is a creeper I saw one night while out dancing. Tracey is also a guy from the same nightclub. Gene is a character that walked onto the page demanding I help him find his brother. Craig and Paige just kind of showed up. Daniel is the man Tracey whispered in my ear about one day. I think my characters make themselves known when I need them.

Do you have anything coming up and can you tell us about it?

I had three short stories published this November, and that’s about it for this year. Currently, I’m about finished with a psychological thriller I’ll send to my publisher and then begin a Christmas story based on an old legend. It will be a bit of a mystery, but mostly a love story. My last couple of books have been a bit grim, so it’s time for something lighter and much more romantic. After that, I’ll probably write another crime drama. I like to keep busy.


For Tracey, life has become a nightmare. Kidnapped from a nightclub in Boulder, Colorado, brutalized and raped by the killer known as Crimson, he's held captive alongside Kyle, a young man Crimson keeps chained to his bed and is slowly torturing to death. Though Tracey manages to escape with Kyle's help, he is forced to leave Kyle behind.

Gene has never stopped looking for his brother Kyle, abducted from a nightclub seven months previously. The case breaks open when Tracey comes forward, claiming to have knowledge of the whereabouts of Crimson's hideout.

A manhunt begins, but Crimson's birthday has come and gone, and he will kill again.


Gene stared at the golden brown liquid swirling in the shot glass as the bartender filled it yet again. Maybe he'd had enough. God, he was tired. He rubbed his gritty eyes, the techno music blaring through the crowded room throbbing in his head.

He turned on the stool to the small dance floor and watched a young man gyrate to the pounding beat. Strobe lights caressed the man's pale skin and dark clothing. The sleek body twirled with flowing, sensual movements. With a graceful twist, the guy's black hair swept like silk across his white cheek. Achingly young and beautiful. Gene noted the men standing back, drinks in their hands, watching the dancers. His suspect could be any one of them. Or none.

He picked up the shot glass and held it up to the flashing lights. How many nightclubs just like this one had he been in these past six months? It felt like hundreds, with him no closer to finding Kyle's abductor. If he'd even been kidnapped.

Gene put the glass to his lips and tossed back the whiskey, savored the burn in his throat. Most members of the police force believed Kyle had been bored with his life and simply walked away. He was nineteen, after all. Even Craig had backed off the search as more pressing cases took precedence.

But Kyle would never have done that. Gene knew his brother. Sweet and shy, Kyle would never had gone willingly with a stranger, without a word to his family, leaving his parents in this nightmare.

"But he never told you he was clubbing, either," Craig would remind him.


Dianne is the author of paranormal/suspense, fantasy adventure, m/m romance, the occasional thriller, and anything else that comes to mind. She lives in the beautiful Willamette Valley of Oregon with her incredibly patient husband, who puts up with the endless hours she spends hunched over the keyboard letting her characters play. She says Oregon’s raindrops are the perfect setting in which to write. There’s something about being cooped up in the house with a fire crackling on the hearth and a cup of hot coffee warming her hands, which kindles her imagination. Currently, Dianne works as a floral designer in a locally-owned gift shop. Which is the perfect job for her. When not writing, she can express herself through the rich colors and textures of flowers and foliage.

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Straight Browsing from the Library: Man & Horse by John Egenes

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In 1974 a disenfranchised young man from a broken home set out to do the impossible. With a hundred dollars in his pocket, a beat up cavalry saddle, and a faraway look in his eye, John Egenes saddled his horse Gizmo and started down the trail on an adventure across the North American continent. Their seven month journey took them across 11 states from California to Virginia, ocean to ocean.. As they left the pressing confinement of the city behind them, the pair experienced the isolation and loneliness of the southwestern deserts, the vastness of the prairie, and the great landscapes that make up America. Across hundreds of miles of empty land they slept with coyotes and wild horses under the stars, and in urban areas they camped alone in graveyards and abandoned shacks. Along the way John and Gizmo were transformed from inexperienced horse and rider to veterans of the trail. With his young horse as his spiritual guide John slowly began to comprehend his own place in the world and to find peace within himself. Full of heart and humor, Egenes serves up a tale that's as big as the America he witnessed, an America that no longer exists. It was a journey that could only have been experienced step by step, mile by mile, from the view between a horse's ears.


Sometime later—I wasn’t sure how long—I heard the sound of a vehicle coming up the road. I immediately sat up in my sleeping bag alert. We were camped down below the road, so I hoped that whomever it was would drive past without seeing us. My hopes were not realized, however. The headlights made their way toward us, bouncing and jogging with the ruts in the road, until their shadows revealed a pickup truck approaching. Instead of driving past, the truck slowed then turned toward us. They had seen Gizmo.

The pickup stopped, and the doors opened. I could see four of them as they got out, two from inside the truck and two who climbed out of the bed. They were talking loudly as they headed toward Gizmo, and they were clearly drunk.

“It’s a god damn horse!” one shouted. “What the hell’s it doin’ out here?”

“That’s a ranch horse,” another answered. “That there’s a ranch horse.”

“Ain’t no ranch horses out here,” replied the first man. “He’s tied up. Why the hell’s a horse tied up out here?”

I was getting tense. I was glad I had kept my pants and shirt on, though my boots were on the ground next to me. I reached inside my bedroll and pulled out the Colt. They were drunk, and they looked like trouble, but they had not seen me yet.

One of them said, “Hey, let’s ride the sumbitch.”

“Shit, you can’t ride that horse, James,” another said. “You ain’t no cowboy.”

“Hell, I can damned sure ride it if I want to,” the one named James responded. “C’mon, help me get on the sumbitch.”

Gizmo shied as the men advanced toward him. I pulled back the hammer of the Colt with an audible click, and they stopped, and suddenly grew quiet at the sound.

“Don’t get any closer to that horse,” I said calmly.

“What the …? Who’s there?” one of them demanded.

“You fellas just turn around now and go and get back in your truck and get on out of here,” I said. “I don’t want any trouble. Just leave the horse alone.”

“And what the hell do you think you’re gonna do about it?” James challenged.

“It ain’t what I’m gonna do about it,” I answered, in a quiet voice. “It’s what this Colt here is gonna do about it. You want to find out, you just keep right on. Otherwise, pack it on outta here. Like I said, I don’t want any trouble.”

“Fuck all, James …. he does have a gun! Fuck this, I’m gettin’ outta here,” one of them shouted.

Being the leader, James stood his ground. The other two added their own remarks about getting the hell out of there, but James didn't budge. He was the bull elk in this herd, used to being in charge. But he was stumped at having his authority challenged. He and his friends could barely see me, but my eyes were well accustomed to the dark, so I could see them clearly. I wouldn’t have shot them, but they were drunk, and I could fire over their heads to scare them if push came to shove. Through it all, Gizmo eyed them warily. As it was, James finally gave in.

“C’mon, let’s go,” he ordered, as if it were his idea. "But you ain't heard the last of this, asshole." They stumbled back to the truck, piled in, and drove off.

As soon as their headlights disappeared over the hill, I pulled my boots on and went to Gizmo. I moved him far away from where he had been, afraid they might have a gun in their truck and would come back and shoot him. I gathered the gear, saddled him quickly, and led him away from the camp.

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John Egenes has been a musician, a saddlemaker, a dog catcher, and a hobo, among other things. He only learns by making mistakes and he views his life through a windshield full of squashed bugs. He makes his home in New Zealand.

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Tuesday, December 5, 2017

Straight Chatting from the Library: Catherine E. McLean

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Do you listen to music when you're writing?

Absolutely not. I need quiet in order to think things through when plotting a story as well as when drafting or self-editing. Is having such quiet productive? For me it is. I can turn out anywhere from 3,000 to 10,000 or more words a day at my computer. And that's all new story copy. I have recorded such figures and know that it takes me anywhere from 14 to 28 days to write the first draft of a 100,000 word novel. I can write two such novels a year.

Then again, not having music surround me as I work might stem from having no talent for music. I discovered in grade school that I cannot read music, don't have an ear that discerns the musical scales, and, sadly, can't sing worth beans. Oddly enough when I tell people I cannot sing, they ask me to and immediately tell me to stop. They then admit I was right. Alas, I'm the kazoo in the room.

Even the noise of the television being on can grate on me when I'm writing, so I quit writing and let my husband enjoy his TV programs. Which works out because I write best from early morning to suppertime.

At a conference a few years ago, I was interviewed and hit with the question, what kind of music do you prefer? I was dumbfounded. I'd never considered such a question. So I had no answer. It took days to figure out that of all the music I do listen to—none are vocals. I like the old masters like Beehoven and Motzart, etc. I even like acoustic, but what I often listen to is flutes, pan flutes, guitars, and instruments of South America (Inca). Only, I don't play such music in my house. I play it in my car.

When out on the road for a long Interstate trip, especially when going out with our RV camper, the music is the white noise that shuts out the anxiety of being trapped by tractor-trailer rigs in front, behind, and passing me while I'm at the wheel. Interestingly enough and despite repeating the songs ad infinitum over the miles, I do not remember the tunes or recall them. Lastly, whereas most people march to the beat of a drum, well, I tend to march to the wail of a bagpipe, which is sort of a flute on steroids.

How about you? What beat do you march to?


A first draft holds the possibility of what will be a great story. Revision turns that rough diamond into a spectacular gem worth a reader's money and time.

Writers are individuals but to be a producing writer means creating a system to revise and polish a work so the reader thoroughly enjoys the story. REVISION IS A PROCESS is a guidebook for writers and authors that shows how a simple 12-step process can be tailored to eliminate the most common and chronic maladies of writing genre fiction. This valuable guidebook contains secrets, tips, practical advice, how-to's, and why-to's for taking the frustration out of self-editing.


From Section 1, An Overview of Revision is a Process

. . . revision is a process . A logical, straightforward process where you don't try to find and fix everything at once. Instead, you break the monumental task into component parts and focus on only an item or two at a time.

Okay, so the reality is that creative people, especially writers, hate logic and straightforwardness. And it's a fact that logic and creativity have always been at war with each other. After all, creativity gives a writer a high like no other. It's the fun part of writing and storytelling.

On the other hand, revising, rewriting, and self-editing are linear, logical, objective—and not fun.

But necessary.

Ever so necessary if one intends to be commercially successful in the writing business.

Here's something I've learned about writing and self-editing—a writer should find a middle ground. That means having the logical part of one's mind work with the subconscious imagination (the creative self).

It's about adopting a different view of self-editing—calling it a process—and diligently organizing that process into small steps that can easily be done. This gives a writer confidence that they have polished their story and increased its marketability.

I strongly believe, and have seen, that revision-as-a-process enables a writer to use both their left (logical) and right (creative) brain to become even more creative.

That's because the writer not only tailors a one-of-a-kind process but they also develop their own revision master cheat sheets. As a result, the creative subconscious (the imagination) becomes aware of the pitfalls and glitches that must be checked for, and subsequently, little by little, the creative self dishes up better first drafts with far fewer errors.


Catherine E. McLean's lighthearted, short stories have appeared in hard cover and online anthologies and magazines. Her books include JEWELS OF THE SKY, KARMA & MAYHEM, HEARTS AKILTER, and ADRADA TO ZOOL (a short story anthology). She lives on a farm nestled in the foothills of the Allegheny Mountains of Western Pennsylvania. In the quiet of the countryside, she writes lighthearted tales of phantasy realms and stardust worlds (fantasy, futuristic, and paranormal) with romance and advenure. She is also a writing instructor and workshop speaker. Her nonfiction book for writers is REVISION IS A PROCESS - HOW TO TAKE THE FRUSTRATION OUT OF SELF-EDITING.

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Monday, December 4, 2017

Straight Chatting from the Library: Boni Wagner-Stafford

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What is the favorite book you remember as a child?

Ah, there were many. If I had to pick one, it would be Five Smooth Stones by Ann Fairbairn. I was 10 or 11 when I read it, and while the main story is about the racial tensions when a white woman loves a black man, I remember being awed by the potential, force and strength of a strong, true love. I also learned about “patting my skin dry” after a shower, rather than rubbing myself with a towel. It was a practice I picked up from that book, adopted as my own, and I still think about that book as I’m towelling off after every shower!

Tell us about your current book in 10 words.

Rock Your Business helps those wanting to start a small business

What are you reading right now?

I have several books on the go at any one time. Some of them are manuscripts I’m reviewing on behalf of author clients for my hybrid publishing company, Ingenium Books. I’m always reading books related to writing, publishing, and book marketing. And, I’m reading several that serve as research for books I’m writing. Then there’s the reading I do for fun: great narrative nonfiction, and every now and again I just love a good thriller.

E-Reader or print? and why?

E-reader! Because I live on my sailboat and do not have room for the growing volume of books I would need to keep around.

Favorite book you've read this year?

Red Notice. Bill Browder has written a very compelling account of his time in Russia as a financier, and what he discovered about corruption and murder. Browder’s friend Sergei Magnitsky was falsely accused, then beaten and murdered in 2009 after he tried to blow the whistle on fraud involving Russian tax officials. I also love that Browder has leveraged the book into international political action: countries including Canada are debating or passing legislation, often bearing the name “Magnitsky”, designed to restrict those thought to be responsible for the death of Magnitsky from entering the country and/or from using its banking system.

When do you do most of your reading?

I read all the time! I read for work all day… and I read for pleasure just before bed.

Keep books or give them away?

Both! I keep all books on my e-reader. Most of the physical books I acquire I end up giving away or donating once I’ve read them.

What would make you not finish a book?

Unless it’s something I have to read for my work with Ingenium Books, I do not ascribe to the philosophy that I must finish every book I start. If a book isn’t serving my needs, or my interest, or if it is poorly written and edited with multiple errors… I don’t bother to waste my time. There are so many excellent books out there – why would I struggle through a book that doesn’t work for me?


Rock Your Business is a book for those just starting out with a small business... or those considering starting a business. Told from those that have been there.

Let’s talk about the differences – and the similarities – between the iPro, the freelancer, the self-employed, and the small business entrepreneur. Which one(s) are you?


These independent professionals are individuals who are highly skilled, work for themselves, and do not employ others. They typically function in the rapid-paced knowledge economy and are a distinct group: they are classified neither as small business nor as entrepreneurs.


Today’s freelancers may or may not be highly educated or highly skilled, but will provide their services to others independent of an employer. They may also contract pieces of work outside their skill set such as web design, bookkeeping, etcetera, to other freelancers or iPros. A freelancer likely won't have a business name registered with the relevant government body, and will likely file taxes as an individual while claiming some business expenses.


Those who are self-employed likely have a sole proprietorship or simple partnership business registered in order to add credibility and assist marketing efforts. Rarely will the self- employed hire others to work in the business, except for the service providers mentioned above.

Small Business Entrepreneur

These go-getters are tuned into market trends and gaps and work to capitalize on being first-to-market with a new idea, product, service, or technology. We would argue that some small business ventures are run by the self-employed and some self-employed people run small businesses. A small business that is incorporated becomes its own legal entity. And the entrepreneurs who run these incorporated small businesses are technically not self-employed; they are employed by the corporations they created.

The Small Business Numbers

In Canada, a small business is technically defined as having fewer than 100 employees. The Australian Bureau of Statistics defines a small business as having fewer than 20 employees. In the U.K. it’s considered a small or medium- sized business if it has 250 or fewer employees. Depending on how you look at things in the U.S., 99.7 per cent of all firms classify as small business. But that’s because the U.S. has an overly complicated classification system that changes the definition of small business industry by industry. It could have 500, 1000 or 1500 employees and still be considered a small business. Yeesh.

What these independent activists – freelancer, iPro, small business owner or entrepreneur – have in common is that they are running businesses. Size doesn’t matter for that definition.

Entrepreneurs start businesses hoping they’ll grow into the next Facebook. Small business owners work to provide a decent living and lifestyle for themselves and their families. Freelancers and iPros want the freedom to do the work they love for clients who appreciate their talents.

All of them are running businesses. They are all relatively solo endeavours, where there often isn't much time to connect with others who are working out the same kinks and learning the same tricks.

Regardless which category yours falls into, you bill clients directly, manage your own startup and sales and marketing and productivity and hiring and taxes and technology and... well, everything.

In addition to being awesome at what you do for clients, you must also become a quick study in the details of your business. It can be helpful to hear and read the stories of others... perhaps just before bed, where the ideas can percolate into your subconscious while you sleep, readying you to reach greater heights tomorrow.


Boni Wagner-Stafford is a full-time writer, ghostwriter, editor, and author. Boni's writing has helped other authors, business leaders and coaches thrive.

For more than 10 years Boni was with the Ontario government. She held a number of senior communications and management roles. She worked on 5 consecutive Ontario budget documents. Most noteworthy is the 2008 Ontario Budget for which Boni was managing editor. She also played key editorial management roles in government reports such as Ontario’s Action Plan for Seniors. While in senior management Boni led teams that managed strategic communications for files such as securities regulation, auto insurance, tax reform, credit union and real estate legislative reform and tourism industry modernization.

Boni also worked for 15 years as a television reporter. She was also a news anchor and a producer. As a journalist, she worked under the names Boni Fox and Boni Fox Gray (Globe and Mail story about the names here). Boni’s stories spanned politics, government, crime, health, environmental and social issues. Her work won several awards.

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Friday, December 1, 2017

Straight from the Library: Shadows, Shells, and Spain by John Meyer

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What is the favorite book you remember as a child?

J.R.R. Tolkein's The Hobbit. Now, of course, it was an enchanting story starring strange little hobbits and wise old wizards and evil dragons and everything magical and mystical a kid could ever imagine. But as a child I could also appreciate an epic journey with a clear goal and a satisfying ending. And the book contained maps; I could follow along! (Never mind the deadly clash between good and evil, I just liked the travel!)

Tell us about your current book in 10 words.

Husband searches for his missing wife along the Spanish Camino.

What are you reading right now?

Don DeLillo's Underwood. I loved the prologue and continue to power through because it's a revered classic—but I have to admit the plot structure (telling the story backwards) is a bit of a head-scratcher. And if I take a few days off in between reading sessions, I have to re-read the last few pages to get back to the story. I may need to cheat and look up the plot summary somewhere...

E-reader or print?

Oh, it has to be in print. Maybe I'm old-school (I still own a very agreeable BlackBerry...) but I love the feel of a book in my hands. I like walking around the city with it; I like curling up on the couch with it; I like reading it in comfy chairs in sidewalk cafes. All that can be done with an e-reader, of course, but there's something about an old fashioned book. And I don't mind that everyone knows what I'm reading. It's sparked many conversations. "Oh, you're reading that? I've read that. What do you think so far?" You can't get that experience from an e-reader... Favorite place to read.

Believe it or not: on a subway. At home, I can get distracted or even doze off on my couch. Similar distractions can occur at a park or a beach or even a coffee shop. But on the subway, there is absolutely nothing interesting to observe. Commuters are miserable. And silent. And nobody makes eye contact. So while everyone looks sullen, or looks down at their tiny phone screens, I'm transported to other worlds embracing bright, shiny characters embarking on tremendous, fabulous adventures. I have to kill 90 minutes a day on my commute to and from work anyway, so I might as well read my enchanting book.

How do you keep your books organized?

I have one large bookshelf. The top section is Fiction organized alphabetically by the author's last names from Margaret Atwood to Toby Young. The bottom section is classified into History (arranged by historical dates), Pop Culture, Travel, and Writer Reference books (all assembled alphabetically by their titles). (Suddenly, writing all this down, I think maybe I should loosen up a little with the rules of my large bookshelf...)

What would make you not finish a book?

Every book gets 100 pages. You have 100 pages to interest me with your plot and make me care about at least one of your main characters. It doesn't matter what the genre is. Don DeLillo's Underworld gets a pass because it just has too many great reviews. But everybody else... 100 pages...

Keep books or give them away?

I always pay full retail price for new books so the author gets paid. However, my large bookshelf is now full. So to earn that precious shelf life you have to knock off one of the existing books. I rarely re-read entire novels but I will peruse over select chapters. But I don't need a million books cluttering the house. So when I do decide to get rid of a book (new or old), I walk it down the street and leave it inside the little old lady's "leave-a-book/take-a-book" hutch. (Suddenly, writing all this down, I think maybe I should loosen up a little with the rules of my large bookshelf...)


John Meyer's "Shadows, Shells, and Spain" is a thrilling new adventure where a husband desperately searches for his missing wife along the ancient Camino trail across northern Spain. It’s also a bold, new take on a modern-day pilgrimage that feeds the mind and soul of every character while testing the limits of their bodies... and their comfort zones.


The only nugget of information I ever received, however, was from her mother during a particularly frustrating phone conversation in early October.

“I’m going to ask you again: where did she go?”

“I haven’t the foggiest.”

“You must know something. She tells you everything.”

“Ha! That’s what you think.”

“Well, maybe she doesn’t automatically tell you everything. But somehow you nag it out of her.”

“I do not nag.”

“Where is she? Her work doesn’t know. Our friends don’t know. Even if you don’t know everything, Pam must have given you a clue at some point; you talked to her every day.”

“As did you—”

“Not since we separated in the summer and she moved into the guest room.”

“Honestly, Jamie; I don’t know a thing.”

“Was it Bora Bora? She always wanted to go to Bora Bora.”

“I don’t know. Stop yelling.”

“Santorini? Was it Santorini?”

“Why take a Spanish class if you’re planning on going to Santorini—”

“Ah haaaa! ‘A Spanish class.’ So it’s Mallorca, then—of course! Wait…when did Pam take a Spanish class?”

“You’ll have to ask her! When you get to Mallorca!”

Her mother hung up. I fought with her for days over the phone and outside the door of her house (she wouldn’t let me in) about Pam’s whereabouts. She had conceded the island of Mallorca but wouldn’t reveal anything more. Pam was on the move and didn’t want to be disturbed.


John Meyer writes fictional travel memoirs—unique adventure stories that combine fun facts of history with present-day drama and humor—always revolving around a fictitious love story and always based on his own thrilling journeys. His previous publication, Bullets, Butterflies, and Italy, was selected as a November Best Book by Chatelaine magazine. Meyer is also the studio writer for Entertainment Tonight Canada and has been ever since the popular daily show launched back in 2005.

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