Thursday, July 25, 2013

Boomerlit Bloghop, July 26


Please join me for a tour of Boomer Lit at Boomer Lit Friday .

Today's excerpt is from Detour on Route 66, a short story scheduled to be released in early August.


Ben drove up the winding road to Airport Mesa and parked in the lot. He took her hand and they followed the other sightseers toward the overlook. They found a good viewing spot on the edge of the crowd while the sun was still a few degrees above the rim.

“Why were all those cars parked halfway up the hill?” Ben asked. “I can’t think the sunset view would match the one from the top.”

“That’s a trailhead and a vortex site. It’s very popular.”

“I see. So what is your take on this vortex phenomenon?”

Marsha looked toward the people below, scattered over the flat surface of a large rock. “I think it’s people trying to come up with a pseudo-scientific way of explaining simple emotions. All the supposed vortex sites are places of special beauty. When you stand or sit in those places and really give yourself time to absorb the peace and splendor of that spot, of course you experience something special. I think vortex is just another name for joy.”

Ben looked at her thoughtfully. “You’re a joyful kind of person, aren’t you?”

Marsha raised her eyebrows. “Actually, I’ve been more of a mournful kind of person lately.”

“That’s understandable. You’ve been grieving. What I mean is some people are natural critics; they find fault with everything. You’re just the opposite. You see the good things: the humor in life, the beauty in tiny wildflowers, the joy in your surroundings.”

Thursday, July 18, 2013

Boomerlit Bloghop, Friday July 19


Please join me for a fun sampling of Boomer Lit at Boomer Lit Friday.


Today, we have another excerpt from Detour on Route 66, coming in August. This conversation takes place over dinner, as Ben and Marsha get to know each other.


“You’re retired now?”

“Yes. A major offered us big money, so we sold off the company a couple of years ago. I missed it at first. I thought maybe I’d dabble a little on the side, just a private investment in a well here or there, but I’ve found that I’m not as eager to hunt as I used to be. Maybe I’m like an old hound who would rather lie on the porch than chase rabbits.”

“Is that what you do, lie on the porch?”

He wrinkled his nose. “I tried it for a little while, but it got monotonous. Then I tried my old standby, chasing after pretty young things, but that didn’t have the same thrill as it used to, either.”

She raised an eyebrow. “No?”

“No.” He shook his head. “I found I was just going through the motions. I don’t want that anymore. The trouble is, I don’t know what I want. That’s when I decided to go on this road trip. I thought maybe I should see America, to go experience all those things I never had time for when I was working, and Route 66 sounded like a good place to start.”

 




Sunday, July 14, 2013

June McCullough Blog Interview

I'd like to thank June McCullough for featuring me on her blog.  June's Blog I'd love to have you stop by.

Thank you, June.

Beth