Typical Interactions in My Life
A plastic ball full of sparkles. Not exactly as unbreakable as a snow globe, and not nearly as effective as a crystal ball. Photo copyright by Lorna Tedder; all rights reserved.
From the upcoming book, Passion to the Third Degree
(Originally published in 2007)
“Mommy, I’m so proud of my camera card: it came through the washing machine just fine!”
“‘Fondle-able’ is not a conjunctive adverb. Try that with someone who isn’tan English major.”
“‘Beware that hooded man at the rudder!’” (“Don’t Pay the Ferryman”)
“No, Shannon, I’m not behind your car in one that looks like mine. I’m behind my desk. No, that’s not me waving back at you.”
Writer Daughter to Writer Mom: “If I ran over someone with a bicycle, what kind of injuries would they have? It’s, um, for a story I’m writing with my friend.”
Writer Mom to Writer Daughter: “I understand, honey, but I really don’t know. However, if you need to know the best way to decapitate a pregnant woman, I’ve already researched that.”
“Lita Ford still reminds me of ass-less chaps.”
OK, curiosity is getting the better of me.
How is decapitating a pregnant woman different from decapitating anyone else?
Inquiring minds want to know…
The story behind that….About 10 years ago, my friend Vicki (a well-known suspense writer) met for lunch at a restaurant between her house and my job. I took took a 2-hour lunch that day and we sat out in a less-populated area of the restaurant so we could brainstorm our next novels. We had a good plot line for mine lined up and then we plotted hers. In her villain’s backstory, we talked about how the death of his pregnant wife might have been his motivation for turning villain. Because of the technology that was related to the plot, we had the newly preggo woman waterskiing with her sweetie and she was decapitated by a cable across the water –there was some big-deal story in the news about such cables at the time. Pretty typical of 2 suspense writers getting together. The funny part was that we were talking in hushed tones, all excited about “So what’s the best way to kill the wife?” There were 2 men seated behind us who were catching bits and pieces of the conversation and wouldn’t finish lunch and GO because they thought we were plotting a murder. Once we realized that they were trying to copy down what we said, we started adding in things like “I think your editor will LOVE that plot twist!” and “How are sales going on your last book?”