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    Jewels – Day 3 of the Romance Bandits Invasion
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Jewels – Day 3 of The Romance Bandits Invasion

Jewles2 Who doesn’t like a good romantic suspense?  Jeanne Adams, Cassondra Murray, Jo Lewis-Robertson and Christie Kelly sure do and they are coming out to play today. Weapons, sapphires, thieves, unsigned notes, clues… Jeanne, Cassondra, Jo and Christie chose the photo Jewels, and each author gives their own unique spin on it.  All you have to do is add the last line(s) to any or all of the vignettes to be eligible to win today’s prize.
Write a follow up line or lines for any or all the vignettes and you could be eligible to win: a signed copy of EVERY TIME WE KISS by Christie Kelley, a signed copy of DARK AND DANGEROUS by Jeanne Adams, a $10 Barnes & Noble Card, and a $10 Borders Card




Vignette 1 by Jeanne Adams

The weapon lay cold and deadly by her hand.  Nothing else in the room had changed.  The same tools and chair, and another cache of jewels to assess.  How had she gotten into this?
She dismissed the thought.  There was no going back to her other life.  Jeanne P AdamsStroking the pearls, she checked the knots.  The sapphires…
Mind the time.
She refocused on the necklace.  Satisfied, she slipped the pearls into a bag.  The mélange of velvet bags featured jewelers’ logos from cities around the world.
Finally.  The sapphires.  Using the jeweler’s loop, she inspected them.  They called to her.  Could she…  No.  She scrutinized the filigreed platinum and vibrant Burmese stones.   Magnificent.
A faint noise distracted her.  Was it him?
Another rasp of sound.  She silently lifted the weapon from the table and…

Romance Bandit Jeanne Adams writes thrilling romantic suspense for Kensington’s Zebra line.  Her first book, DARK AND DANGEROUS (2008) garnered a Top Pick from Romantic Times Magazine and is nominated for an RT Reviewer’s Choice award. her second book, DARK AND DEADLY, will be out June, 2009.


Vignette 2 by Cassondra Murray

Cassondra MurrayShe’d expected to find lace panties.
A half-used box of condoms maybe?  Yeah, she could’ve handled that.
Even a thumb drive full of porn wouldn’t have shocked her, given her husband’s wandering eye.  But this?  She let the pearls shimmer through her fingers.  The soft, warm pink screamed rare, expensive, and old.  But the gun…James never…
Rainey glanced to her left at the note she’d received that morning.  Plain font, laser printer ink, and no return address.  Nary a clue as to who had mailed it.  Five words.
CHECK YOUR HUSBAND’S GLOVE BOX
Rainey’s cell buzzed, and she grabbed it from the corner of the garage work bench.  James was in Chicago on business.  She checked the  ID.  Unknown number.  Her skin prickled.  She turned toward the open garage door.  A low black car sat at the curb.   Her heart pounded.  She flipped the phone open and listened.
“Mrs. Collins…….

Cassondra Murray writes dark, intensely  emotional romantic suspense.  She lives in Kentucky with her husband, three dogs, two cats, a smart-mouthed crow, and several hives of honeybees.

Vignette 3 by Jo Lewis-Robertson

She fingered the necklace, rolling the stones between thumb and fingers with a lover’s caress.Jo robertson picture
“You must know they have to go back.”
She remained silent, her mouth a tight, stubborn line of discontent.
“It’s no good thinking you can keep them.”
The small finger of her right hand twitched, an infinitesimal warning.
He forced jocularity into his voice.  “Hey, I don’t blame you.”
Her shoulders hunched like an old woman’s and he managed a twinge of unexpected guilt.
“Look here now.  You can’t expect to get away with this.”
Finally she looked up and smiled, but not with the empty holes of her eyes.

Jo Robertson, writer of mainstream and historical suspense, makes her  home in northern California where she sets many of her stories.


Vignette 4 by Christie Kelley

Christie Kelley She could do this. How hard could it be to take the jewels? The old lady’s memory was so far gone she’d never miss them. Besides, none of her family even visited her. Tomorrow Mrs. Holden would be moving to assisted living so she had no need for expensive jewelry.
Emma stared at the cold stones laced through her fingers. All she had to do was put the gems in her bag and walk away from this decrepit house. Rick had told her to whack Mrs. Holden with the gun, but Emma knew that wasn’t an option.
“My, what a pretty little jewel thief.”
Emma turned at the voice, expecting to find Rick checking up on her. But it wasn’t Rick who stood in the doorway.

A former software developer, Christie Kelley now writes historical romances. She lives in Maryland with her husband and two boys.

Christie KelleyEverytime we kiss DarkandDeadly


Write a follow up line or lines for any or all the vignettes and you could be eligible to win: a signed copy of EVERY TIME WE KISS by Christie Kelley, a signed copy of DARK AND DANGEROUS by Jeanne Adams, a $10 Barnes & Noble Card, and a $10 Borders Card

236 Responses to “Jewels – Day 3 of the Romance Bandits Invasion”

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  1. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:38 am

    Wow, the vignettes are up already. Well done, fellow Banditas, Jeanne, Cassondra, and Christie!

    When we saw the weapon on the table, we knew we’d have to go with that one with our resident weapons and mayhem specialists, Jeanne and Cassondra!

    Thanks for inviting us, RNTV; we’ve had a blast writing the vignettes and sharing them. I’m amazed at how talented your readers have been at completing the stories!


  2. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:39 am

    Uh, do I get something for being the first commenter of the day — a rooster, a goose, maybe a flying granny??


  3. Nancy Northcott
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:02 am

    Hey, Jo–if you get something from the quartet today, I claim dibs on something from yesterday! 🙂

    Aren’t these great fun? I second the thanks to Maria and Marisa for hosting this week. I’ve had a great time reading all the responses. Again, there are four very different takes on the photo, all intriguing and way cool.

    Can’t wait to see what people come up with on these!


  4. Christine Wells
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:24 am

    Jo, you get a nice massage and a cocktail from Sven!

    You all injected suspense and surprise into those short paragraphs. Loved them all! Can’t wait to see what everyone else comes up with.


  5. Aunty Cindy aka Loucinda McGary
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:32 am

    HEY! No fair! I want a massage from Sven! How bout a foot massage from Lars? (whines pathetically) It was such hard work trying to come up with only ONE winner from all the great entries for “Girl In A Cage!”

    Wowza! These are all brimming with suspense! So many different forms of suspense… WTG Wed. Banditas!

    AC


  6. kh
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 2:07 am

    #3 it was her father


  7. Tawny Weber
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 2:46 am

    Ooooh, the intrigue, the suspense, the unanswered questions.

    I LOVE these. Great vignettes, ladies (of course *g*). I’m excited to see what brilliant follow-up lines the group comes up with. I’m in awe of all the talent on RNTV!


  8. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 3:16 am

    You’re right about the different takes, Nancy, and I also enjoy how the endings go off in unusual and unexpected ways!


  9. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 3:17 am

    Back away from the Sven, Aunty Cindy! Forget the drink, Christine, I just want the massage!


  10. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 3:19 am

    KJ, I’m ROTFLOL, never in my wildest thoughts had I intended it to be HER FATHER!! But the language is rather paternalistic isn’t it? Hmm, Daddy issues?


  11. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 3:19 am

    Ooops, sorry kh, I misread your name. Blame it on my bifocals .


  12. Bronwyn
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 3:26 am

    Ouch! These are a lot harder than the other two. It’s going to take a while to come up with something awesome…


  13. Minna
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:03 am

    “Mrs. Collins……”
    “Yes?” She answered, as she watched how a vaguely familiar looking man got out of the car.
    “Your husband has something that belongs to me. You better tell him to return it within three days… Or face the cosequenses!” “What…” But the caller had already hung up. In the meantime, the man with the fancy car had reached her and was taking something out of his pocket. “Mrs. Collins……” And now she recognised him. Those strange eyes. What was the high schools biggest geek doing here? And when had he turned into such a hunky… agent?


  14. Helen
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:26 am

    I think these ones are really hard but here goes my poor effort LOL

    1. Turned around was he here to take her back had he finally come to rescue her

    2. I am Rogers special FBI agent and I need your help to catch your husband

    3. She shot daggers at him from her eyes he collapsed on the floor she turned and ran laughing with the jewels he would be so impressed with her.

    4. Emma stared open mouthed at the best looking guy she had ever seen. You weren’t thinking of stealing my aunts jewels were you

    Have Fun
    Helen


  15. PJ
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:02 am

    #1: A faint noise distracted her. Was it him?
    Another rasp of sound. She silently lifted the weapon from the table and…

    carefully scanned the room. There, in the corner. Had the shadows shifted? Slowly, silently, the figure in black separated from the shadows and stepped into the dim circle of light. The rasp of the deep, gravelly voice that had once whispered sweet words of love to her in the dark, velvety night now held a sinister edge that sent chills skittering along her spine. “It wasn’t wise to run, my dear. You should know by now that I will always find you.”


  16. PJ
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:10 am

    #2: She turned toward the open garage door. A low black car sat at the curb. Her heart pounded. She flipped the phone open and listened.
    “Mrs. Collins…….

    It’s not like you to be so careless, Mrs. Collins. Perhaps you would like to join us and explain exactly how your husband discovered the pearls?


  17. Caren Crane
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:23 am

    Wow, another day of awesomeness! I think Bronwyn is right: these ARE harder. I’m not a suspense girl, myself, so for me to think along the lines of intrigue is a stretch. 🙂 PJ, I’m so impressed you have segued from flying grannies to dark suspense! Minna and Helen, isn’t it the most fun ever to think about “what’s next” in a story? Y’all are doing a great job!


  18. K. Nelson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:26 am

    #1…….

    ……spun around as she simultaneously dropped down to a squat and began to duck walk over to the cover of darkness along the wall. There was silence.

    She slowly crept around the perimeter of the room, staying low and moving without a sound. She kept the gun, heavy and smooth, in her hand. She didn’t think that she’d been followed but she could never be sure.

    As she reached the door, she noticed that it was slightly ajar and she could smell the faint whiff of his scent still in the air. She shook her head slowly…how had he found her here?

    She strained her ears to hear. Still nothing.

    She continued moving around the room staying low and to the outer walls and stopped every few seconds to listen. Had he just peeked in and then stayed outside? Perhaps he was waiting on her to leave the room.

    The tension was so thick you could slice it with a Ginsu knife.

    She had to get the heck out of here.

    Finally, she made it back around to the table with the her stash of jewels. She stood up slowly and did one last scan of the room…..silent….still…..nothing. She turned and reached for her loot….it was gone…….


  19. K. Nelson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:35 am

    #2………

    “Mrs. Collins?” the deep male voice asked.

    She swallowed, collected herself….”Yes?” she answered in a feeble sounding voice that was not her own.

    “Mrs. Collins, we are calling to offer you a free vacation package to Cancun. It is all inclusive and we’d love to mail this package right out to you. All we’ll need is a $19.95 deposit and we accept all major credit cards.” The male voice bubbled the sales pitch into her ear.

    She slammed down the phone with disgust. Damn telemarketers. You can’t even receive an important blackmail phone call when those folks always manage to interrupt everything!

    She turned back to the items that lay before her….this was going to be a long day….


  20. PinkPeony
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:38 am

    Vignette Numero Uno… Another rasp of sound. She silently lifted the weapon from the table and…

    rose from the chair. Arms straight, with both hands in a death grip around the Glock, she moved silently toward the open door. The outline of his shadow loomed in the door way. A riff of anticipation shot through her as she heard the sound of something being ripped open.
    Stepping into the light. his emerald green eyes registered surprise, then shock when he saw the gun pointed at his chest.
    He was young, in the full bloom of youth; his boyish face paralyzed with fear. “Please.” His hand clenched the leather strap over his shoulder.
    God, she hated to do this. She motioned him over to the table with a quick nod of her head. “Leave the box.”
    He dropped the box on the table with a thud.
    She narrowed her eyes at him. “What else is in that bag?”
    “Y–you can’t have those!” He looked at the gun and shrank against the wall.
    Surprised at his pluck, she arched a brow at him. “You don’t want to play Hide and Seek with me.”
    Wordlessly, he reached into the large satchel and extracted a small bag. He shot her a worried glance before reluctantly tossing the bag on the table.
    “Good boy.” She nosed the tip of the Glock into the bag and studied its contents. “Mmm,” she licked her lips. “Fabulous.” She set the Glock on the table and turned to him.
    “Time for you to leave.” The boy hesitated for a moment and then cautiously backed out of the room.
    She lifted the lid to the box and inhaled the aroma of cheese and pepperoni. Absolute heaven. But heaven could wait. She pulled a warm breadstick from the bag. Flecks of coarse salt shimmered like diamonds against the yellowy gold shards of parmesan. She took a bite, savoring the beauty of the tiny baguette.


  21. PinkPeony
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:57 am

    Vignette # 2 Her heart pounded. She flipped the phone open and listened. “Mrs. Collins…….

    “Mrs. James Collins?” A male voice asked.
    The windows of the car were tinted. She couldn’t see the car’s occupants. She flicked off the garage lights and hit the garage door opener. The door creaked and with a jerk, rumbled closed.
    Unable to face her in-laws inside the house, Rainey crawled into the front seat of the car. The only source of light was from the opened glove compartment.
    “Mrs. Collins,” the voice on the phone continued. “Are you there?”
    “Yes,” she breathed, “I’m here. What do you want?”
    “My name is Charles Winter. I’m the head of legal for your husband’s firm. Your husband was found in a hotel room this evening…in rather embarrassing circumstances.” Sadly, this was not news to her. James had stopped covering his tracks months ago.
    “And?”
    “He wasn’t alone.”
    “I didn’t think he would be.” Her fear was replaced with anger. She should have divorced him ten years ago.
    “Your husband was in the company of his boss.”
    “So?”
    “They were robbed at knifepoint by two men. They took some very valuable jewelry.”
    “What?”
    “It’s complicated and we need to proceed with discretion. The men met your husband in the hotel bar and robbed him when he invited them to his room.”
    Rainey shook her head. “I don’t understand. James doesn’t wear any jewelry.”
    “Mrs. Collins, I don’t know quite how to tell you this, but your husband was dressed rather convincingly as Marilyn Monroe. He was wearing diamond cuffs and a choker when he was robbed.
    “Oh, dear God!” She rested her head on the steering wheel. “And Gary? His boss?”
    “Veronica Lake.”


  22. PinkPeony
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 8:10 am

    Vignette #3 Finally she looked up and smiled, but not with the empty holes of her eyes.

    “Someday, I’m going to be rich enough to buy these for myself!” She held up the necklace against her neck, admiring it one last time. The sudden sting of tears blurred her reflection in the mirror. She tossed the necklace in the satin-lined case.
    “Yeah, kid, someday. I promise you.” Artie patted her hand. “I’ll save you the trouble and return the necklace to the jeweler.
    She sniffed. “What about the gown? They wouldn’t even let me keep the gown.” She swiped the wetness from her eyes with the back of her hand. “Meryl Streep got to keep her gown. It’s not fair!”
    Artie cleared his throat. “I think it was her own gown.”
    “It was that article in People that turned everyone against me. That’s why they didn’t vote for me!” She rose from the vanity and paced the room. “It wasn’t my fault! How was I supposed to know he was married?”
    “He’s a senator. You should have assumed he was married.”
    “Well, maybe so, but those paparazzi had no business lurking in the bushes!”

    Artie stared at the ceiling. Sweet Jesus, they were all the same; young and beautiful, empty headed yet full of sass., and the acting prowess of a potato. He felt a headache coming on. God, he needed a drink.
    “Tell you what, kid. I’m going to hook you up with a fabulous plastic surgeon. You were saying you wanted to get your boobs done, right?”
    “Really?” She perked up at his suggestion. “I’m so glad you’re my agent!”
    “Sure, that’s what I said, right?” The kid was pretty in a wholesome Fifties sitcom way. She had the girl-next-door looks; the problem was her boy-next-door chest. She had the breasts of a prepubescent boy with a box of Twinkies a day habit.
    “Artie,” she slung an arm around him, “maybe you could ask the doctor for a discount?”
    He touched his head to hers. “I’m going to take care of you, kid. Your birthday’s coming up. I’ll spring for one of them now and give you the other one for Christmas.”


  23. Beth Andrews
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 8:12 am

    More terrific vignettes! I’m in awe of all the talent shown this week *g*

    K Nelson and PinkPeony I am LOL over your endings! And KH, Helen, Minna and PJ, I’m so impressed with your endings as well. Love the variety we’re getting – from humorous to spine tingling suspenseful!


  24. Marisa
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 8:20 am

    Another day with wonderful and amazing vignettes. Romantic suspense gets me every time.
    Loving romantic suspense as much as I do, I’m going to give this a try.

    #1 She silently lifted the weapon from the table and faced her long time nemesis, the man that haunted all her waking and sleeping hours. She knew he wouldn’t be gentle and she laughed at herself knowing gentleness was the last thing called for in a situation like this. Her mind quickly returned to the problem at hand, should she kill him or kiss him?

    #2 “Mrs. Collins do exactly as you are told. First put the gun down, put the pearls back in the bag. Turn off the lights and walk back into your house. Do it quickly.”
    Rainey’s heart began to race as she fumbled to get the pearls back into the bag and switch off the lights. She walked back into her kitchen through the garage door and her heart stopped. There were three men, three very large men standing in her kitchen eating Cheerios. She giggled to herself and wondered if they had left any milk for coffee. She knew she was in trouble because she knew for certain she was now, definitely, with out a doubt, loosing her mind.

    #3 Finally she looked up and smiled, but not with the empty holes of her eyes. But with years of hate she had hoarded like a miser. Her anger knew no bounds. Her mind was on revenge a revenge she had been planning for four long years. And no matter how much she loved this man, nothing would stand in her way.

    #4Emma turned at the voice, expecting to find Rick checking up on her. But it wasn’t Rick who stood in the doorway. The jewels fell to the floor as she clutched her chest in fright. She couldn’t believe that Taylor would have the audacity to walk into this house after what happened yesterday.
    “How did you get in?”
    “I live here remember?”
    “No, you don’t”
    “Oh, but I do. Mrs. Holden signed the papers yesterday and now this house, and everything in it belongs to me.”


  25. Christie Kelley
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 8:41 am

    Christine, if I had only known Sven was giving massages and cocktails to the first poster I would have stayed up late last night. Drat!


  26. Christie Kelley
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 8:44 am

    Marisa, I love the next few lines you came up with for mine.


  27. Christie Kelley
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 8:45 am

    Bronwyn, I have to agree. I don’t write suspense so this was a good exerise for me to stretch myself.


  28. Christie Kelley
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 8:45 am

    Helen, perfect ending for mine!


  29. PinkPeony
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 8:51 am

    Vignette #4 But it wasn’t Rick who stood in the doorway.

    “I see you’re helping me pack.”

    She whipped her head around. Clara Holden, dressed in an ill-fitting navy blue boiled wool suit that was fashionable when Eisenhower was president, stood in the doorway glaring back at her. Clara’s hair, once streaked with gray, was now a vibrant chestnut red. A dusting of pancake makeup settled in the creases of her over rouged cheeks. Clara smiled at her. God, how did she manage to get her teeth in by herself? And what was she was holding in her bony hand?

    A gun.

    Emma stared at the barrel of the gun pointed at her. “Mrs. Holden,” she started to say, “I–I can explain everything.”
    “No need to, girlie.” Clara replied. “I know what you’re up to. Ricky put you up to it. He’s double crossed you.”

    “What?” Ricky? She called him Ricky.
    Clara stepped into the room. “There’s been a slight change in plans. You see, Ricky and I are in love. We’re running away together and neither you or my greedy sons will be able to do a thing about it”
    Shocked at Clara’s announcement, Emma momentarily forgot about the gun. “That’s insane. You’re insane!” She shouted. Clara Holden was old enough to be her grandmother, his grandmother!
    “I’m not insane! My pistons are firing just fine! And Ricky loves me. He’s smitten!”
    “It’s true, Em.” Rick appeared in the doorway.
    Emma’s eyes widened. “Rick! What’s going on?”
    His brooding alpha male face darkened. “It’s over, Em. Hand over the jewels.”
    “You couldn’t possibly love her! This is insanity!”
    Rick wrapped a muscular arm around Clara’s thin shoulders. “I love Clara. We love Sinatra and Perry Como. Birdwatching. Love Boat reruns. We love bingo.” He kissed her forehead. “And most of all, I love her meatloaf. She hits it out of the park every time. You won me over with your meatloaf, didn’t you, Kitten?”
    “Meatloaf?” Emma gasped. “You can’t be serious! Meatloaf?”
    “That’s right, girlie, meatloaf! A way to a man’s heart is through his stomach!” Clara cackled. “And I know how to please a man!”
    “I’m sorry, Em,” Rick said without a tinge of regret. “Clara’s….meatloaf and well, you’re….you’re tofu surprise and curried lentils. We really never had a chance.”
    “No–no! Wait! Just give me another chance!” Desperate, she dropped the bag of jewels and fell to her knees. “Please, I can be meatloaf! I can! I can!”
    “You’re a vegan, Emma,” he replied in a damning whisper. “You’ll always be tofu.”


  30. Suzanne Welsh
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 8:52 am

    Wow, four more varied and interesting takes on the same picture…and this time by four suspense writers. Isn’t it amazing how we all come at the pictures from different angles?

    And Marisa…are you sure you don’t have an inner suspense writer inside you? Those were all good endings!
    Now I have to go read the earlier posts. Good luck everyone!


  31. PJ
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 9:01 am

    Marisa, great endings! I especially like #4!


  32. K. Nelson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 9:29 am

    #3…….

    He tried again to reason with her. “You know we are not allowed to bring any items back to Triton. The Commission strictly forbids it.”

    Her smile turned into a smirk. “You don’t have to quote the rules to me. I was around when the rules were created.”

    He pressed his chin to his chest and looked down at the hardwood floor beneath them. He must get her back on track. They must find the skip who had left their planet Triton and made his way here to Earth. If he didn’t get her back on track, they’d all be dead when the Commission learned of their failed mission.

    When he looked back up, he saw her fingering the grey metal of the gun that they had found on the table with the jewels. He didn’t know much about guns but he knew that they could be deadly.

    “What are you doing?” he asked and couldn’t keep the quiver out of his voice.

    “I don’t think I’m going back to Triton, ” she said, matter of factly.

    “What do you mean?” he asked and felt more fear than he’d ever felt before.

    “I like it here. Such pretty things. I’m keeping the jewels and I’m staying,” she smiled her not so friendly smile again.

    “I can’t let you do that. The Commission will kill me if I return without you,” he pleaded with her.

    “Oh, I wouldn’t worry about what the Commission will do to you….” she said in a smooth, calm voice.

    He didn’t have time to react when she lifted the gun and fired……


  33. Christie Kelley
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 9:29 am

    PinkPeony, great ending and fantastic twist! I love it.


  34. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 9:37 am

    Ooooh, these are great! Pink Peony, I love the baguette! Helen, you’re a champ to keep it to one line and good ones to boot! Marisa, I adore the cheerio eating henchmen and the kill him or kiss him line. Snork. Aren’t my fellow banditas talented, ya’ll? I lurve Cassondra’s and Christies and Jo’s and I had SUCH fun writing mine. This is a superb exercise too, just to get your writerly mind in gear. :> I think I’m going to use it on days when I get stuck in the writing.

    OMGosh, PinkPeony, Marilyn Monroe? Veronica Lake? Did NOT see that coming….SNORK! Love it!


  35. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 9:39 am

    K. Nelson! You have a bloodthirsty bent…I loike it! Grins. Triton will never be the same. Heehee.


  36. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 9:43 am

    KNelson and Minna, I love your twists. K.Nelson, you have a decided quirky bent – LOVE the Ginsu knife! – and Minna, I love it that it’s the high-school geek turned hunk. Sweet revenge indeed.

    Hey, hey, ladies! If anyone gets Sven for a massage it’s me and Christie. We’ve had to endure our snow and ice and teacher-workday bound children for three days. Aaaaargh! Our kids have now had a 5-day weekend. Pity us, pleeeeeeaaaaaseeeee. Send Sven, and Lars, and my all time sheild-sledding favorite, Demetrius! Rescue us, please!

    Grins. (Do I sound pitiful enough? Think Sven will buy it that I need a TWO hour massage?)


  37. Kirsten Scott
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 9:46 am

    Wow — I’m not sure which is more impressive — that the Banditas can come up with these crazy vingettes, or that you all can take them in such amazing ways. Here’s what I love about these pieces (and what I love about Jeanne’s Dark and Dangerous — go get it if you haven’t read it yet!) — these women kick BUTT! No TSTL fainting flowers here! 🙂 Love it!


  38. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 9:58 am

    *Blush* Thanks Kirsten! I noticed that too…in ALL the vignettes from all the days so far, no TSTL heroines who wilt at the sight of a gun, or faint away at the first breath of a hint of danger. Snork.


  39. Susan Sey
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 9:59 am

    Oh, my goodness, this is another amazing crop of jumping off points for mayhem! It’s going to be another rockin’ day here at RNTV! Can’t wait to see what people come up with.

    And I think Cassondra should get bonus points for the phrase “thumb drive full of porn.” I don’t know why–it just tickles me. It makes me think ‘porn thumbs’ which for some reason makes me think of dirty little garden gnomes.

    Okay, I’ll stop now. Sorry. Just…gnomes. Ha.

    Okay. Seriously. Done now.


  40. Elyssa Papa
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 10:02 am

    Vignette 1
    . . . Let out a sigh of relief. It was only Twinkles, the cat, named so for the star-light patches of white fur throughout his black pelt. He let out a little meow and sat on top of her bag, the rolls of his body covering it completely.

    “Sorry, Twinkles,” she said, “but I need those jewels, and you’re in my way.”

    The cat licked his paw, not even bothering to spare her a glance.

    She wrapped her hands around his massive body and lifted him away. Started to turn around and was stopped with the cool barrel of a gun pressed to her temple.

    “Sweetheart, what a surprise to see you here. Especially after you divorced me.” The gun lowered, and cool, blue eyes met hers. “If you wanted the pearls, you should have just asked. But now . . . well, now, I have other plans in store.”

    Vignette 2
    “. . . he knows. He knows. Get out of there—”

    The phone went dead.

    A subtle change in the air, of particles clashing together and creating a tiny atom bomb. Her palms tingled, and a slow, traitorous warmth spread through her body.

    She didn’t have to turn around. He was there. And now—now—he would finally know why she’d broken up with him in the first place.

    Vignette 3

    “What about if I could convince you?”

    All sort of possibilities went through his mind. Her hands sliding over his body. That sinful, red mouth. Her . . . him . . . hot, sweaty, naked. Oh, yes, they’d be naked in bed, in the shower, in that huge, sprawling jacuzzi tub he’d spent way too much money on and never used. There were too many ways he’d imagine having her, and he wanted to live out all his fantasies.

    He cleared his throat. Turned his brain back on. “There’s nothing you can do to convince me.”

    Her smile was confident. Of course, it would be. He never could lie effectively.

    Vignette 4

    “Oh, Harry, it’s only you.” Relief filtered through her voice, and her body relaxed immediately. “Thank Goodness. You gave me quite a scare.”

    Harry shut the door behind him, clicking the lock in place. His dark green eyes never left hers. “I’m sorry, Em. I just can’t let you do this.”

    She placed her hands on her hips. “Stop being ridiculous. We’ve already discussed this. We agreed—”

    I never agreed to anything. I didn’t think you’d actually go through with it.” He ran a hand through his disheveled dark hair. “You’re absolutely mad to think I’d ever let you ruin yourself.”

    “Harry, I am ruined.”

    His eyes flashed. “Don’t you dare say that about yourself, Emma Rawlings. You may be the most idiotic woman in all of England to even try and attempt this . . . foolishness. It doesn’t mean I’m going to let you steal these pearls.”

    “But . . . but . . . I have to.”

    He crossed to her, his hands squeezing her shoulders. “They’re paste, Emma.”

    “Paste?” she repeated dumbly. They looked so real. They felt so real. She’d pinned all her hopes and dreams on the money she’d get from selling them. She had nothing. No money. No home. Emma placed her head into her hands. “What am I going to do?

    “Marry me.”


  41. K. Nelson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 10:05 am

    #4….

    It was….Santa Claus? What the…..?

    Emma’s mouth fell open in utter disbelief. She stood stock still and glared at the jolly man in red. He stood in the doorway with his hands on his hips and his glittering blue eyes pierced her to the soul.

    She dropped the jewels that she’d been caressing and they scattered across the floor. Her hand went to her heart as if to silence the loud thumping of it that she could now hear…echoing in her head.

    “Emma, you know that stealing is wrong. No matter what the reason,” he said in his soft raspy voice.

    She shook her head as if to deny what she’d been considering doing just moments ago. She felt like a little girl again who’d been caught stealing the pencil eraser from the corner store. Her mother had made her return it and apologize. She’d been so embarrassed that she could never make eye contact with the man behind the counter again.

    This wasn’t real, though, was it? There’s no Santa Claus and he’s not standing here in this room, in this house testing my integrity, is he? Her brain scrambled around to try and reason through what was happening.

    As if reading her mind he replied, “Yes, Emma. It is real…just like the song.”

    “The song?” she replied and felt tears pressing against the back of her eyes now.

    “He sees you when your sleeping…he knows if you’re awake. He knows if you’ve been bad or good so be good for goodness sake,” the man in red sang softly.

    She shook her head. She felt dizzy…short of breath. She felt like she was falling and the next thing she knew she was on the cold, hard floor. Then there was darkness….


  42. K. Nelson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 10:12 am

    Hey Jeanne, oh my Duchesse……..

    You are my new muse…do you mind? I will now write scenes only in order to amuse and entertain you. 🙂 Thank you so much for all your kind comments and remarks on my scenes. You’ve made my day, hon!

    I totally agree that this is a terrific exercise for the writer’s brain. It has totally gotten me revved up for a new project that I’m working on. If I could only work some of these scenes I’ve written here into my manuscript. Hmmmm…..

    Perhaps writing these scenes is just a good excuse not to get any work done…the sad truth emerges. :-p

    Cheers to everyone! Happy HUMP day!


  43. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 10:18 am

    Susan Sey said: Cassondra should get bonus points for the phrase “thumb drive full of porn.” I don’t know why–it just tickles me. It makes me think ‘porn thumbs’ which for some reason makes me think of dirty little garden gnomes.

    SNORK!!! The mental image…snork, snork….gnomes….snork…thumb porn….snork.


  44. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 10:22 am

    Elyssa, those are GREAT! Twinkles the cat. Love it. I had a roomie who had this e-frickin-normous cat, must have weighed in at 25 lbs or so, whose name was Twinkie. Reminded me of him. Loved that cat, even if he did put my legs to sleep every time he sat on my lap. Oh, and he was gold with a white star on the chest, hence his name. :>


  45. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 10:25 am

    *Bowing* Happy to serve, K. Nelson! Not only do I love to be amused and entertained , I’m even happier to make someone’s day. Besides, you do good work there m’dear! Hope this will rev you up for writing. It did that for me. I was feeling a bit stale (kind of like bad toast left in the toaster too long) with what I was doing then we undertook this little project et voila! Progress! Must have jarred something loose with those jewelers bags….


  46. Christie Kelley
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 10:38 am

    Ellyssa, I love the they’re paste line! Never saw that coming. Great job!


  47. Christie Kelley
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 10:41 am

    K. Nelson…Santa Claus! Really! You almost made me spew my coffee I was laughing so hard. Not being a suspense writer, I really enjoyed that version.


  48. Kate Carlisle
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 11:10 am

    My brain’s a little fuzzy so I’m moving slow today, just getting started …

    and dang, now I’m spewing expensive latte at K. Nelson’s telemarketer phone call! ROTFL! It’s gonna be a long day? OMG, that’s priceless!

    Cassondra, Jeanne, Jo, Christie, your scenarios are fabulous!! Not that I’m surprised, of course! 🙂

    Okay, gotta read more endings!!


  49. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 11:23 am

    Well done, K. Nelson. I wasn’t expecting the loot to be gone! Another Pepsi-spewing day on the tele-marketer! Cleared the fuzzies right out of my brain.

    OMG, PinkPeony, pizza!! You gals can made comedy out of anything. Nicely done!

    Brownyn, I think these ARE harder. Minna and Helen, you are such good sports for giving this a whirl I couldn’t end someone else’s story if my life depended on it.


  50. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 11:31 am

    Great sentence, PJ! What a writing range you have.

    “The rasp of the deep, gravelly voice that had once whispered sweet words of love to her in the dark, velvety night now held a sinister edge that sent chills skittering along her spine.”

    Veronica Lake and Marilyn Monroe!!! Stop, Pink Peony, it’s unhealthy to laugh so hard early in the morning!

    You are wickedly funny, Pink P. I see a hilarious career burgeoning ahead of you. One boob at a time, how clever is that!? Terrific writing voice you have!


  51. Nancy Northcott
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 11:35 am

    Once again, imagination runs riot! Y’all have come up with fabulous extensions of these vignettes. I know I said this the last two days, but I’m glad I don’t have to pick.

    I do think PJ gets a bouquet for biggest transition–from the hang-gliding granny to a menacing entrance and a veiled threat.

    Jo wrote: I couldn’t end someone else’s story if my life depended on it. Really? But where will you be on Friday? *g*


  52. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 11:36 am

    Thanks, Beth, and aren’t the endings super. I’m still giggling over some of them and Dr. Big (husband) wants to join in on the fun. “Go golfing, I insist. It’s my day to ruin the computer monitor.”

    Heheheheh, Marisa, what a delightful dilemma. To kill or kiss, how delicious! Ooooh, love the image of hoarding hate like a miser. Good job!

    Marisa, your readers make this so much fun!


  53. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 11:44 am

    OMG, Pink P. Now we have granny in love. Meatloaf over tofu, hilarious!

    K. Nelson, love what you did with my vignette. I wouldn’t haven’t thought of another planet! Great job.

    Okay, ladies, we’ve got some serious competition going on. Your vignette endings are wonderful!


  54. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 11:48 am

    Jeanne, I think Sven’s been trained to do just about anything you want. VBG. Isn’t Christie’s vignette great? Who’d have thought an historical romance writer could write so easily about whacking an old lady?

    I DO feel sorry for your snow days. Nothing worse than planning a long day of getting something done (writing, perhaps) and having the kiddies underfoot. Not that we don’t love the little buggers, but still . . .

    Sun, sun, come out to play
    Jeanne needs her writing day!


  55. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 11:52 am

    Our sweet, innocent Susan, you are so wicked. Porn thumbs makes me think of my high school students texting naughty messages back and forth while I regale them with the finer points of grammar!


  56. Cassondra Murray
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 11:56 am

    Hi all! Iced in, snow on top of that, and NO POWER LAST NIGHT! Yes, that’s right. I’m sitting in Panera with my laptop now, with unwashed hair and the same clothes I had on yesterday. SNORK! It’s not a pretty sight.

    Managed to move my houseplants over to the neighbor’s house (who HAS power, thank goodness) and we huddled into sleeping bags under the covers last night. Just enough warm water in the water heater to wash my face and brush my teeth, and I’m THANKFUL. Tonight, however, it’s gonna be like 8 degrees…I’m thinking we’ll stay with the neighbor. Cross your fingers that the pipes don’t freeze!


  57. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 11:57 am

    Elyssa, wonderful job on your endings! So dark and scary. I love what you did with mine, heheheh, no surprise there! I want to shout, “Go, try the jucuzzi. Now!”

    Sigh! I think I’ve been watching too many Clive Owen SECOND SIGHT reruns!


  58. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:00 pm

    K. Nelson, too, too funny on the Singing Santa!

    Seriously, ya’ll have got to stop this hilarious string of endings or I might have to switch from Pepsi to wine! Uh, dang, forgot, I only have cooking wine!


  59. Nancy Northcott
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:00 pm

    Jo, I hear they text all kinds of things we’d never think about!

    Susan wrote: I don’t know why–it just tickles me. It makes me think ‘porn thumbs’ which for some reason makes me think of dirty little garden gnomes. Okay, that’s an image I’m going to be stuck with for a while! *g*


  60. Cassondra Murray
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:00 pm

    Minna said:

    What was the high schools biggest geek doing here? And when had he turned into such a hunky… agent?

    Oh, Minna! A hero! AWESOME! I had no idea where this story was going, or who was in the car. (yes, the truth comes out) I LOVE THIS.

    Helen, great one line finished girl!

    PJ said:

    Perhaps you would like to join us and explain exactly how your husband discovered the pearls?

    Whoa, PJ, Nice TWIST!

    I am so impressed with all of you!


  61. Nancy Northcott
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:00 pm

    Christie, you may not be a suspense writer, but there were definite mystery elements in Every Night I’m Yours!


  62. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:03 pm

    It’s really true that these endings pump me up to return to my nearly-finished revision of my WIP. Thanks for the boost, ladies. Ya’ll are the best.


  63. Nancy Northcott
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:03 pm

    Cassondra, I’m so sorry about the power outage! So that’s you and JT with no power, Jeanne snowed in with kids, and Christie with snow, if I’ve kept track correctly. Makes me glad it was only cold here yesterday, though the boy is heavily rooting for cold-cold with lots of moisture.

    Minna, a geek? Great twist!


  64. Cassondra Murray
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:04 pm

    K Nelson, OKay, I just managed to NOT spew coffee on the laptop over the telemarketer, and it’s a good thing. Only internet I’ve got right now.

    Your endings are amazing!


  65. Cassondra Murray
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:06 pm

    Pink Peony!

    Marilyn Monroe? Veronica Lake? OMG! Okay, I admit, I did laugh out loud, right here in the middle of a restaurant. And it’s quiet here today cuz of the weather. Now everybody is staring at me. Those endings are all phenomenal. Love the pizza! Dang, you’re good!


  66. Cassondra Murray
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:09 pm

    Marisa said:

    There were three men, three very large men standing in her kitchen eating Cheerios. She giggled to herself and wondered if they had left any milk for coffee.

    Hmmmm. Methinks you are a closet fiction writer Marisa. C’mon. Admit it. You’re secretly JK Rowling or something. This is your way of mining for new story ideas. ;0) Your endings are WONDERFUL!


  67. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:10 pm

    Oh, Cassondra, so sorry for the freezing weather and snow troubles!

    Yikes, do you suppose this is retribution for your “thumb drive full of porn” comment, naughty girl? (JK!!!). You really must explain this expression, else Susan will forever be dreaming of gnomes!


  68. Cassondra Murray
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:12 pm

    Marisa said:

    There were three men, three very large men standing in her kitchen eating Cheerios. She giggled to herself and wondered if they had left any milk for coffee.

    Hmmmm. Methinks you are a closet fiction writer Marisa. C’mon. Admit it. You’re secretly JK Rowling or something. This is your way of mining for new story ideas. ;0) Your endings are WONDERFUL!

    Pink Peony said:

    “Please, I can be meatloaf! I can! I can!”
    “You’re a vegan, Emma,” he replied in a damning whisper. “You’ll always be tofu.”

    I don’t know how you’re coming up with these, but they’re AWESOME. I laughed out loud again.


  69. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:20 pm

    Heeheeheee, I agree Jo! I think Marisa’s a writer and doesn’t want to come out of the closet…or the cubicle, or out from behind the RNTV camera. :>

    Nancy, poor Christie’s snowed in with kids too, poor soul. Teenagers, right C? Oh, the horrors, to be iced in with teens! :> Cheerios, anyone? Snicker.

    Cassondra, sorry to hear about the no-power! Yikes! We do have that, thankfully. But nothin’s moving on my street except the intrepid go-to-workers (my DH) and a few shovelers who are fighting a losing battle. The ice has crusted everything over and shoveling it’s a heart attack waiting to happen. All the usual walkers, joggers and strollers are absent.

    I’m trying to convince my babysitter that really, her Subaru can get through this. Really. She could come wrangle the boys and I could get some work done…really….


  70. Cassondra Murray
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:27 pm

    Elyssa, these are really good. LOVE Twinkles the cat. You’ve upped the suspense in every one of them….even the funny ones! Way to Go!

    Gosh, If this keeps going, I’m gonna be intimidated. Didn’t know there were so many awesome writers gonna finish our vignettes! :0) I love it that each person comes up with such different endings for the same stories. That’s such a great statement about voice and individual talent!


  71. Cassondra Murray
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:30 pm

    Jo said:

    Yikes, do you suppose this is retribution for your “thumb drive full of porn” comment, naughty girl? (JK!!!). You really must explain this expression, else Susan will forever be dreaming of gnomes!

    Ha! It’s just a little hard drive you plug into your computer’s usb port–you store files on it, then take it out and put it in your pocket or hang it on a keychain. It’s about the size of your thumb. Google “thumb drive” and you’ll see. ;0) Didn’t know I’d set off Susan’s naughty streak with that phrase. Snork!


  72. Cassondra Murray
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:33 pm

    Jeanne said:

    I’m trying to convince my babysitter that really, her Subaru can get through this. Really. She could come wrangle the boys and I could get some work done…really….

    Oh, Jeanne, I got through it in a MINIVAN! A subaru would have no trouble at all.

    Half of Kentucky has no power, and NONE of Kentucky has cell phone service. Our home phone is still working, but just by a hair. I keep watching this big tree limb bending lower and lower and stretching the phone line a little more with each inch that the limb moves….just waiting for it to pop off the side of the house (the best alternative) or to snap in two (hoping it does NOT do that).

    c


  73. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:35 pm

    Just wait, Cassondra, till you get to Susan’s comment about thumb drives and gnomes. But set your coffee aside until your done reading it. :>

    Gals, we’re going to have just as much trouble as everyone else these last two days in picking a winner! These are ALL great!


  74. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:40 pm

    Hi guys! Sorry I was MIA yesterday. I was away from home and thought I’d have more email access than it turned out I had. And what I had was $5 for 15 minutes. Ouch! Looks like an amazing day for the invasion yesterday. Wasn’t it great to get a glimpse of Christine’s Louisa and Jardine? They’re such great characters.

    Great vignettes, Wednesday girls! I’m about to read the comments but wanted to check in first! Honestly, I’m blown away by how brilliant these vignettes all were. It was such a privilege to put them all together for the invasion!


  75. Anna Sugden
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:42 pm

    Fabulous! Love today’s vignettes! Great job Banditas! And wow on all the follow-on lines and scenarios!

    ROFL at Susan’s take on thumb porn!

    Jo – LOVE Second Sight. If only there had been more episodes, but CO’s movie career took off at that point.


  76. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:51 pm

    Ooh, it’s DADDY, Jo! Suddenly it’s even creepier!!!!

    Minna, love it! Mind you, who doesn’t love a hunky agent? Actually I’m a sucker for ugly duckling stories, whether the ugly duckling is the guy or the girl!

    Helen, great answers! And you’re so brave doing all four! Take a bow!


  77. terrio
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:52 pm

    I’m loving these! Here’s my shot at #2.

    “Mrs. Collins, this is Detective Mike Burrows calling from Chicago. Is your husband James Collins?”

    A chill ran through Raney’s body. “Yes, is James alright?”

    “I’m afraid your husband has been murdered, Mrs. Collins.”

    The door of the black sedan opened and a large man in a long black coat moved in her direction.

    “Detective Burrows, you have to help me.”


  78. cheryl c.
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 12:53 pm

    Oh, yes, we are seeing more of the funny and irreverent endings after PJ’s and Becke’s wins. What better way to chase away the winter blues than to laugh!

    My romance-drenched brain can only think of melodramatic romantic scenes, so today I will just sit back and enjoy! 🙂


  79. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:01 pm

    Awwww, c’mon Cheryl! Even the mellow-dramma is welcome! It’ll chase the winter blues too… :>


  80. DarleneW
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:05 pm

    Vignette #2

    Mrs. Collins… Cassondra Murray has written a vignette on your husband and posted it on Romance Novel TV. It has taken me three days to figure out what a vignette was and then I had to look it up in the dictionary so I felt compelled to warn you…. If you want your life to end happily… go post your own last line or lines….

    The phone went dead.


  81. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:07 pm

    OOOOOOOH, PJ!!! That’s fantastic (although I kept waiting for granny to glide in!). Gave me shivers, it did. And so sexy! Bravo, you!

    Hey, K. Nelson, those answers are wonderful! I’m astonished at the amazing creativity of all of you girls! And the telemarketers absolutely cracked me up!

    PinkPeony, WOW!!! I’m still giggling about Marilyn Monroe and Veronica Lake getting it on. Talk about Blonde on Blonde! And I loved the sandwich vignette. Right, just heading up to see what else you’ve come up with. Oh, no, now I’m laughing even harder at the buy one now, get one later vignette! “You’ll always be tofu.” What an indictment! Oh, man, you’re just brilliant! Come back again! I’ll pay you! I’ll give you Sven. I’ll give you the Cabana boys! Name your price. Those answers were fantastic!


  82. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:08 pm

    SNORK!!! Darlene, that’s GREAT! :>


  83. DarleneW
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:10 pm

    Sorry … found my way here via facebook and the wonderful authors who have befreinded me so quickly there… I am only 5 days old there and truly did not know what a vignette was and did look it up only minutes ago because I wanted to enter this contest but felt illiterate to the rules. I still feel illiterate in comparison to the wonderful talent that seems to be being produced by the responses but humbly put my two cents in…l


  84. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:11 pm

    Yeah, Darlene! Go for it and thanks for coming over from Facebook. :>


  85. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:17 pm

    Thanks for explaining thumb drive, Cassondra. Susan can make naughty out of nice every time. Uh, no pun intended for the Santa ending!

    Hi, Darlene W! Thanks for joining us. Be sure to pop over to http://www.romancebandits.blogspot.com for more fun and games every day. Give it a try. We’re all floundering around at these vignettes, but having a hilarious time!


  86. Cassondra Murray
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:17 pm

    Cheryl C said:

    My romance-drenched brain can only think of melodramatic romantic scenes, so today I will just sit back and enjoy!

    Oh, Cheryl, GO FOR IT! We want to see your melodrama!

    DarleneW: SNORK! That’s hilarious!

    I’m loving these.


  87. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:17 pm

    Ooh, Marisa, I think you’re the queen of the cliffhanger. I want to know what happens next! Fantastic!

    K. Nelson, just adore the science fiction twist on the vignette. Ack, you girls are starting to scare me. You have seriously great romantic suspense imaginations!

    Jeanne, it’s interesting to play these writing games now and again, isn’t it? I was surprised at how easily (and how quickly) I got to 150 words. And I was also astonished and so impressed when I read what emotion and action all my fellow Banditas managed to pack into such a small space! Fantastic stuff!


  88. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:20 pm

    Anna, don’t we have some wonderful writers here? I’m expecting J.D. Robb to pop out from behind another pseudonym at RNTV!

    Uh, is my memory failing? Wasn’t Veronica Lake a brunette? Yikes, am I getting old??!! Anyway, the line, “James doesn’t wear any jewelry” was classic comedic understatement. Loved it!


  89. Becke/Treethyme
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:21 pm

    Vignette #4: She gasped at the apparition. It was pretty solid for an apparition, actually, bulky enough to fill most of the doorway, even though she could see through it. Him, actually, if ghosts had gender.

    “Hey, darlin’.”

    She knew that voice, the sultry drawl, the curled lip. Hell, she knew the face, even though the ghostly eyes were obscured by totally unnecessary dark glasses.

    “You might not think it to look at her, by Ann-Margret Holden was a beauty in her day. I gave her those pearls, and if she isn’t going to be needing them, I’ll pass them on to my little girl, if you don’t mind. Thank you. Thank-you-verra-much,” he drawled, brushing back a lock of black hair so it melded into his upswept do. Immediately, the recalcitrant curl sprang back.

    He shrugged, nodding to her graciously as he stuffed the pearls behind a massive, jewel-encrusted belt buckle. She had no difficulty believing this guy had bought the pearls.

    With a swish of his fancy white cape, the ghostly image waved and disappeared. Elvis had left the building.

    How the hell was she ever going to explain this to Rick?


  90. Cassondra Murray
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:21 pm

    Darlene said:

    I am only 5 days old there and truly did not know what a vignette was and did look it up only minutes ago because I wanted to enter this contest but felt illiterate to the rules.

    Darlene, rules? What rules? SNORK! Okay, the truth is, when Anna said we were going to have to write a vignette, I was like, “vignette????????VIGNETTE?????OH SH*T, what’s a vignette?…..wait…..that’s a short snippet of something…….” I’m supposed to be a writer and I had to think about it too! No worries.


  91. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:25 pm

    Hey, Anna C, I had NO idea how my vignette ended. Someone else ratcheted up the stakes with the Electra thing! Daddy, indeed. Creepy!

    Anna S, did they only do one season of SECOND SIGHT? That’s how I got introduced to Clive Owen and he does an incredible job on that show. The Brits do they best things. Maybe it’s just the accents. I’m a sucker for an accent!


  92. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:26 pm

    Oooh, Becke! Elvis has LEFT the building! :> Love it.

    Snork, Cassondra, on the rules. Rules? We don’t need no stinkin’ rules! Since when have the Banditas paid attention to rules?

    We just like the challenge…

    Grins.


  93. DarleneW
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:26 pm

    Your welcome but the thanks should go to Anna Campbell. She was one of my very first friends and also was generous enough to join Metonia’s Bookclub. A group I started because I had so much trouble finding my favorite authors. May purpose is just to provide access to thier links. Kind of my version of “thank you networking” Hope that was ok to post here.


  94. Becke/Treethyme
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:27 pm

    Pink Peony and Marisa, love your endings!


  95. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:30 pm

    So sorry for all your cold weather, snow and ice, and school closings, everyone. It would be rather mean of me to say that northern California is cold but sunny and bright, 48 degrees at 10:30 in the morning, but perfect weather for being outside and working.

    So, no, I won’t say that. Nosiree, Bob, I’m keeping my mouth shut!


  96. DarleneW
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:31 pm

    LOL I thought I was a posting bandit… I just get done hitting the submit button and 10 more posts are already here.


  97. Becke/Treethyme
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:32 pm

    Minna, Elyssa, K. Nelson — so many great writers here!! Just shows, with these brilliant vignettes, we’re all inspired!


  98. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:35 pm

    Darlene, how generous of you! It’s a great feeling to get readers turned on the awesome writers!

    Great job, Becke, love the Elvis allusion!


  99. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:39 pm

    Kirsten, I second your recommendation of Dark and Dangerous. It’s fantastic!

    Susan, you crack me up – this has clearly added compost to a dirty mind 😉

    Ely, I LOVED your endings. They’re wonderful! ALL of them, but obviously I’ve got a soft spot for the Regency take. Although I must say fat Twinkie, I mean Twinkle the cat got me in too! Thanks so much for playing. These are great!


  100. terrio
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:40 pm

    I too feel bad for everyone dealing with the bad weather. Like Jo, I won’t say that it’s in the 60s here in Va Beach. The amazing thing is, less than 90 mins away in Richmond, they have an ice storm. Very strange.

    Who’d a thunk Santa AND Elvis would show up today? LOL! So fun.


  101. Vicki
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:43 pm

    Vignette 1 by Jeanne Adams
    …placed it on her lap. No need to let him know she was packing. Her trigger finger shook as she adjusted her seat slightly to the right, giving herself a clear line to his abdomen. God, when did she become a cold blooded killer?

    The soft chuckle felt odd even to her. In the past year alone she’d silenced several of her bosses opponents. This time, she planned to silence him. Her overnight bag was packed and in a locker at the airport. All she had to do was pull the trigger. The silencer would buy her time. Not much, but enough to get to the plane waiting for her.

    Vignette 2 by Cassondra Murray

    “Put the pearls and gun back in the bag and slowly walk towards the car.”
    The voice on the phone had a strange familiarity to its depth. Rainey hesitated for a fraction of a minute. She’d never shoot a gun, much less a person. Still what would stop her from running into the house and locking the doors. She should call James. Ask him what the hell he’d gotten himself…them into.

    Rainey slid off the stool, her mind made up and turned toward the side entrance to the laundry room.

    “Stop Rainey. James wouldn’t want you to do that.”

    She’d forgotten the caller. Damn, did she speak her thoughts out loud? “Why?, Who are you?”

    “Turn around.” The voice no longer held the sing-song tone of a moment ago.

    Rainey turned to see the back window glide silently down. A small arm, clad in a hot pink sleeve, reached from the opening. Oh god, no. Please no.

    They had Annie.

    Vignette 3 by Jo Lewis-Robertson

    “They’ll never miss one or two stones. Come on Hawk, you know it’s our only way out of this life.”

    “What makes you think I want out?”

    Emily slid from the stool, pocketing the gun at the same time, with the grace of a feline. Soft moans rushed from her mouth as she molded her body against Hawk’s. Her hand traced his jaw line before reaching behind his head to pull his lips to hers.

    Immediate fire fill her and wished things could be different. Sadly, love and jewels never went hand and hand.

    She deepened the kiss as Hawk fisted his hands in her hair and froze. Shock filled his eyes before he crumpled to the ground, a pool of red forming from his side.

    Vignette 4 by Christie Kelley

    Coal black eyes bore into hers. Even man’s lip, curled into a snarl couldn’t stop the heat coursing through Emma. Her fingers shook as slid the stones into the velvet bag.

    “Wha..What do you mean? Mrs. Holden asked that I polish these for her. She want to put them in the safe.” Emma said a silent prayer the woman had a safe and if she didn’t the man before her wouldn’t know otherwise.

    “Really. What do you take me for?” Simon asked. “My great-granny doesn’t even remember these and from the looks of this place she hasn’t asked anyone to clean anything in a long time.”

    “Your great-granny?” Emma took a step back and realized she’d left the gun on the table. She lifted her chin with a stubborn tilt. “Why doesn’t she have any pictures of you around?”

    Before she could blink, Simon grabbed the gun and aimed it at her chest. “Don’t worry about me and my relations. Right now, you’d do best to close your mouth and turn around.”

    Shit, Rick hadn’t said anything about her being beautiful and sexy as hell. He hated to drug her, but it was for the best. He needed to get both her and jewels out of the house and doubted she’d go willingly with him at this point.


  102. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:45 pm

    K Nelson, SANTA???!!!! What a fantastic twist and one I wouldn’t have thought of in a million years. Oh, day 3 gals, I’m glad it’s you and not me having to choose a winner! Mind you, I think thanks to Susan and her gnome (for some reason, he struck me as so salacious!), I was waiting for her to be naughty not nice! 😉

    Um, it must be Susan’s influence again, but did you say HUMP Day???!!!!

    Jeanne, you are freshest baguette (PinkPeony would produce a gun to get you on a sandwich!), never bad toast!

    Cassondra, eeeeeek! Stay safe and stay warm! Great vignette, my friend!


  103. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:49 pm

    Anna and Jo, I was really sorry there were no more Second Sights either. That was such an amazingly original premise and he was just gorgeous. Well, sort of goes without saying, doesn’t it?

    Terri, eeek! What happens next?

    Darlene, you crack me up! I promise because of that I will SAVE you from Cassondra! And please don’t hide your light under a bushell. Your entry is one of my favorite ones yet. It’s got this great post-modern twist!


  104. K. Nelson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:49 pm

    Greetings earthlings! 🙂

    Just wanted to send those of you in bad weather warm thoughts and wishes. By all means, please stay safe!

    And….thank you sincerely for all the wonderful feedback and compliments on my writing today. I sincerely appreciate it and you don’t know how much your comments have boosted me onward and upward today. I am truly humbled by your responses.


  105. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:50 pm

    *blush, blush* Thank you for your kind words about Dark and Dangerous, La Campbell! :>

    Oooh, Vicki! Good ones! Love the pool of blood. (I’m well known for being bloodthirsty!)

    A baguette? How lovely! Brie anyone?


  106. K. Nelson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:52 pm

    P.S. Yes it was me who said “Happy HUMP Day” and I did mean it in the truest sense of the word. HeeHee! Whatever it takes to warm up your day, I always say (nudge nudge, wink wink).


  107. Becke/Treethyme
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:52 pm

    Oooh, Vicki, yours are all good but my favorite is number two!


  108. Becke/Treethyme
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:53 pm

    And why does that sound gross?


  109. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:54 pm

    Jo, wasn’t Veronica Lake the gorgeous blonde with the peekaboo hairstyle – which frankly must have driven her mad! I can’t handle it when my fringe gets in my eyes let alone having a whole lock of hair dangling over one eye the whole time!

    Cheryl, come on! Be brave! GIVE US THE MELODRAMA!!!!

    Becke, ELVIS???!!! This is getting crazy. We’ve had gnomes, Santa and now Elvis???!!! I’m not going to survive much more of this. I’ll bust a gut laughing!

    Actually all you girls on Facebook (and I know you’re out there!), join Metonia’s Book Club. Because I’ve tried to find favorite authors too and without a photo or a cover, I can’t tell who I’m looking at!


  110. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:55 pm

    Snork. Well, Becke, as the mother of a nearly-four-year-old, not-yet-potty-trained boy I can tell you why that sounds gross….

    But then I’d have to kill you…

    Grins.


  111. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 1:58 pm

    Darlene, if you promise to come back and play again and make us all laugh, you’re allowed to post about Metonia, OK? Snork!

    Jo, I’m moving to Northern California. I know you guys will just scoff at this but it’s been a revoltingly hot summer here. I’d kill for some pleasant cool weather – although not of the pipe-freezing variety!

    Vicki, yours are brilliant too! Wow, what a day! I particularly liked the one with Annie – I really REALLY wanted to find out what happened next.


  112. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 2:01 pm

    K. (may I call you K.? I feel we’ve gone beyond the K. Nelson stage, LOL), you’re most welcome. Your stuff is great! If you’re feeling the doubt demons, here’s one of the guns from the vignettes. Shoot those DDs to kingdom come! Thanks for playing!

    OK, I need a cup of tea before I return! This has been WONDERFUL!!!!


  113. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 2:13 pm

    Ah, Anna C., we have our 100 degree runs in northern Cal too, but at least it’s moderately dry here and we don’t have that awful humidity. Spring and Fall are brilliant, love those seasons here!

    Yes, Ms Neson, we’ve passed the formality, haven’t we? Kristen, Kathy, Karen, hmmm. My daughter’s name is Kennan.


  114. DarleneW
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 2:14 pm

    Thank you Anna, … I promise to come back and play…. but can I post a link first on Metonia’s Bookclub to here… otherwise I may never be able to find you again… it was only because you posted the link today in the first place that I came back…. although I was determined to try anyway… I found this the first time through “romance bandit” on facebook…. sorry it’s just sometimes searches are hard… and I am too stubborn to give up… I would have found you but a link will save me for more precious reading time… or posting time….


  115. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 2:18 pm

    Ann C, I fear you’re correct about Veroica Lake. I can’t tell by the B&W photo, but she’s the one with the hair over one eye syndrome. Did you know her real name was Constance Frances Marie Ockelman. Yikes, screaming PEN NAME, thank goodness!

    Shame on you, K.Nelson. Hump day used to be a perfectly good expression. I remember the day I used it in class, though, and the shocked look on my students’ faces. Uh, that and the phrase booty. Honestly, pirates, anyone? I think the phrase I used was “you bet your booties.” Uh, dates me!


  116. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 2:24 pm

    Awesome job, Vicki. I love what you did with Cassondra’s. Now I wanna know, “Who’s Annie?”

    Great job on mine, too. I don’t think Hawk is Daddy LOL. Hot, hot!


  117. K. Nelson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 2:27 pm

    Sorry ya’ll….my first name is….Kerri. Pardon the formality…it was purely unintentional…..or was it? (insert evil like laugh here a la Dr. Evil)


  118. Nancy Northcott
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 2:27 pm

    Darlene, LOL!

    Christie, I hope your teens are amusing themselves!

    Jeanne, maybe your babysitter could come in on the Metro?


  119. Nancy Northcott
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 2:29 pm

    Vicki, I love your #3!


  120. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 2:31 pm

    Thanks Nancy…I wish. She lives closer than the closest Metro station! :> If she’d just call me back, I’d make her an offer she couldn’t refuse…(no not THAT!) I’d PAY her to come hang out with the boyz…


  121. Nancy Northcott
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 2:32 pm

    Elyssa, I really like your #3 also!


  122. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 2:32 pm

    LOL, Terrio, and if Nancy has her way, we might have some Roswell allusions or a UFO sighting!


  123. Nancy Northcott
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 2:34 pm

    Marisa, great #1!

    Keri’s Santa Claus and Becke Elvis put fabulous twists on these vignettes!


  124. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 2:35 pm

    Ah, Kerri, beautiful! A little Machiavellian glee? Must’ve been a Freudian slip omitting your name.

    Poor Christie, Nancy, I don’t even want to think about what her teens are up to. Stuck in the house all day? So not a good scenario. Maybe they’ll sleep the day away. Big hugs.


  125. Karin
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 2:38 pm

    Oh goodness. I’m loving all of today’s endings, just like the previous two days. I do have to say, though, that Darlene’s really made me smile. I love the mention of the blog and the heroine needing to write her own ending if she wants it to be happy. lol

    Now I’m going to go back to vignettes and see if I can come up with any endings…


  126. DarleneW
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 2:38 pm

    Write a follow up line or lines for any or all the vignettes and you could be eligible to win: a signed copy of EVERY TIME WE KISS by Christie Kelley, a signed copy of DARK AND DANGEROUS by Jeanne Adams, a $10 Barnes & Noble Card, and a $10 Borders Card

    See this was that rule…. it doesn’t say a random winner will be picked when you post the next line or paragraph to each story (which peronally gave me a small chance in that warm place to win)…. no it say VIGNETTES… well the dictionary says a vignette can also be a picture…. and there is a picture posted too… see why I was confused?… Then on Day 1 of this event I read some of those “last lines” and though… oh no…. this is a talent contest… and I almost didn’t post or come back…. but I am a true reading addict… and as they say you will never win the lottery if you don’t buy a ticket… so I came back… and discovered new friends instead…

    I am a friend now am I not?… (sad puppy eyes lookiing at the screen)… I was going to say “ain’t I” but I am trying very hard for “professionalism” here… by the way… does SNORK… have any special meaning here? I think of the sound some people make when they laugh that erupts from both there nose and mouth for this sound when you type this here.


  127. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 2:45 pm

    Darlene, I’m totally snorking – and the Banditas will tell you I’m the DUCHESSE of snorking laughter. :> Had to LOL about the vignettes, because to me, it’s a picture. Well we were were supposed to write WORDS as a vignette to go with a…vignette. Huh? I was confuzed too. :>

    Then again, as to talent, you’ve obviously got it in spades since you look things up and question the Universe in this way, snorking included. :> Professionalism-shemesionalism. Snork away, write away, since hey, we’ve got Santa, dirty little garden gnomes, Elvis, and Annie (tho’ hopefully not orphaned!) Between Tofu, Hang-gliding grannies, and superheroes, you can just go for it. :>

    Liked the puppy-dog-eyes, BTW. :> Good look. Snork.


  128. cheryl c.
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 3:13 pm

    OoooKay…you talked me into it. Here is a little dose of melodrama for you! 😉

    #3 -Maria barely saw him as she said, “But they’re MINE. You know that my mother meant for me to have them! That evil witch of a step-sister kept them from me.”

    He took her hand and knelt before her, forcing her to really look at him. “Darling, I know, but you can’t keep them this way. Marisa has the law on her side.”

    Maria looked down at the necklace with anger and despair. “Then what do you suggest I do? She’s YOUR wife, so YOU come up with a brilliant plan!”


  129. PJ
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 3:33 pm

    These are all wonderful!

    DarleneW, yours was terrific! Now that you know where to find us please don’t be a stranger.


  130. Vicki
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 3:33 pm

    Right. I wrote it and I’m wanting to know more about Annie too. 🙂 Totally loving this. Writing them and reading them as well.


  131. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 3:34 pm

    Cheryl that’s COOL! :> Good one!


  132. Karin
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 3:36 pm

    So far, this is the only ending I’m happy with:

    Vignette 3:
    Those eyes reflected the madness lurking behind her pretty face. Eli wished, not for the first time, that he had been around to save his sister when their stepfather had hired a clown for her birthday, unaware of her deathly fear of their painted faces and crazy costumes.

    Now I’m going back to work on the other endings…


  133. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 3:41 pm

    Hehehehehe Karin, it’s ALWAYS the clown’s fault.


  134. Caren Crane
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 3:41 pm

    “You’ll always be tofu.” PinkPeony, you have slain me!! They were all hysterical, but Clara and her meatloaf “hit it out of the park”, as it were. 🙂

    Everyone’s endings are so FABULOUS! Dang, I’m glad I don’t have to pick today’s winner. I feel sorry for Jeanne, Cassondra, Jo and Christie!


  135. Caren Crane
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 3:43 pm

    Oh, Karin, not the evil clowns! I actually wrote a scene where the heroine is freaked out by a clown last week. *g* Clowns must be in the air!


  136. Gannon
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 3:55 pm

    Such great endings, everyone! Sorry I’ve been off the boards. I’m fighting the never-ending headache from hell! Since my brain is not operating at full capacity, I don’t think I can add any creative endings, so I’ll just enjoy everyone else’s brilliance!


  137. Nancy Northcott
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 3:57 pm

    My favorite Boston Legal character, Alan Shore, had a clown phobia.

    Karin, I think a lot of people are freaked by clowns. I like your ending.


  138. Nancy Northcott
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 3:58 pm

    Gannon, I’m sorry about the headache! I hope it will go away soon, but you’ll find plenty here to divert you if it doesn’t.


  139. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:01 pm

    Yes, indeed, Gannon, lots of diversion here, but still, I hope you feel better! :>


  140. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:15 pm

    Ah ha, Cheryl, love the twist on my vignette. Wonderful use of our hostesses Marisa and Maria, heeheheheheh.

    Darlene, what a sweetheart you are! I can totally see how you would be confused. Jeanne’s right. It’s all about the fun and snorting and naughty bits around the Banditas!


  141. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:18 pm

    ROTFL, Vicki, I definitely felt that way about my vignette. What the h*ll was that all about?? I have no idea how my vignette is “supposed” to end, so it’s fun and funny to read these delightful endings.

    Karin, I LOVE it! Madness reigns. And isn’t everyone afraid of clowns? Those grinning, maniacal mouths in their painted faces. Shudder. Creepy!


  142. Becke/Treethyme
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:20 pm

    Vignette #2: “Mrs. Collins, I assume you’ve checked the glove box by now. You’ve seen the pearls, the gun.”

    “How did you know? What do you want from me?”

    “Those pearls belong to my wife. So does the gun,” the deep voice growled into her ear. “I’m not as trusting as you appear to be, and I’ve had a private detective following them for weeks.” He paused, but she couldn’t think of anything to say. After a minute of dead air, he continued.

    “My P.I. isn’t above a little listening through keyholes, Mrs. Collins,” he said, his voice flat. “They’re planning to kill us both, for the insurance money. I don’t intend to cooperate. Our spouses are cheating would-be killers. Why don’t we swap?”

    “Swap?” Suddenly she realized what he was suggesting. “Oh. Swap.”

    “Open the door, Rainey,” he said, his masculine arrogance making her shiver. “We need to talk.”


  143. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:22 pm

    Honestly, Caren, I’d never thought about clowns being scary until I read Stephen King’s IT, all one million freakin’ pages of it. Now the very thought of them gives me chills. No wonder little kids cry at the circus.

    Hugs on the headache, Gannon. Sit back with a nice hot cup of tea and enjoy the machinations here at RNTV!


  144. Nancy Northcott
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:22 pm

    Becke–a shivery one! Cool.

    It’s pouring rain here. I hope Jeanne’s sitter got there and people’s power is back on.


  145. Nancy Northcott
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:23 pm

    Jo, this is why I don’t read Stephen King. I like sleeping at night. 🙂


  146. Karin
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:23 pm

    Alright, here’s what I came up with (after two other attempts that I was unhappy with) for the end of the first one.

    Vignette 1:
    She silently lifted the weapon from the table and… shrieked when she saw a mouse scurry across the floor with one of the velvet bags hanging from it’s mouth. The sound died abruptly in her throat as her eyes tracked the mouse’s path to the tall man standing in the doorway, blocking her one path to freedom. Sam, her former lover and partner, bent down and scooped up Whiskers before turning his attention back to Ali with one corner of his mouth quirked up in a sardonic half smile.


  147. Nancy Northcott
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:24 pm

    Though On Writing is a fabulous book. I highly recommend it.


  148. Nancy Northcott
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:25 pm

    Karin, very neat one! I like it.


  149. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:25 pm

    Becke, another hit! Swap? Oh. Snort! I hope my daughters don’t read today’s blog. They actually think their mother is a respectable, church-going kind of woman. Double snort!


  150. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:26 pm

    Ooooooh, Becke! Naughty! I loike it!!


  151. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:28 pm

    Jo, it’s the humidity that’s the killer. I had a summer in Perth a few years ago. Days regularly over 40 degrees Centigrade (not sure what that is Fahrenheit but it’s darn hot!). But with no humidity it was actually more pleasant than Queensland at 31.

    Darlene, link away!

    Actually booties in Australia are baby’s shoes! Quite an innocent connotation actually! Laughed at VL’s real moniker! I still laugh at John Wayne being Marion.


  152. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:28 pm

    Nancy, you’re right, On Writing (by Stephen King) is really great.


  153. DarleneW
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:29 pm

    I am popping in and out…. doing the never ending searching… “hanging head in shame” … I already am a follower of the bandits on blogspot… but in my defense… I am new there too at blogspot and it is not an easy place to navigate in… so I don’t go there often.. but that is changing… Leontine from realmsonourbookshelves.com has agreed to help guide me …

    I also checked out RNTV and it too I discovered I liked… I checked out some of the video’s and…. I don’t know… carma… destiny… being in the right place at the right time in ones life…. that’s how it feels here today… like it was just meant to be…. I know that doesn’t make sense… but I have been a reading addict for 30 years… cut my teeth on Harlequins…. and never ventured far out of that comfort zone until my daughter introduced me to Christine Feehan and I discovered the other world of novels. I decided about a year ago to try my hand at writing but even though I am impulsive and enthusiastic I did not jump right in. I began searching and reading… along with writing but lately I began to doubt myself even though I am encouraged by those that have read my small contributions (nothing published or IMO ready for that step) and reading some of these responses to all of these vignettes only deepened my self doubts… but then I viewed some of these videos…. and I felt empowered… still frighteningly scared but no longer ready to throw in the towel…

    Sorry I just wanted to share that… thank you for being a warm and welcomeing group of people.


  154. Joanie T
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:32 pm

    Hi all! Iced in, snow on top of that, and NO POWER LAST NIGHT! Yes, that’s right. I’m sitting in Panera with my laptop now, with unwashed hair and the same clothes I had on yesterday. SNORK! It’s not a pretty sight.

    Hey Cassondra, I can commiserate! Lost power at midnight last night. Have sat around all day in layers looking like a demented bag lady..unwashed hair, mismatched sweatpants.

    And worse of all? I’ve had to come into work to spend the night TONIGHT just to be able to sleep and come tomorrow. THAT is pitifiul.

    I’ve read through all the vignettes. They are all fantastic, Cassondra’s your’s made me sit on the edge of my seat. When I get power back, and can compose a lengthy email…we’ll talk.

    Great job everyone on your “the rest of the stories”


  155. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:33 pm

    Kerri! Ha! Hello! Very pleased to meet you!

    Karin, there have been some absolute doozeys today, haven’t there?

    Snork is a Jeanneism, Darlene. It perfectly portrays that honky laugh you make when something’s kinda cool but kinda not and just too funny for words. But I’m sure Ms Jeanne can explain it better. It’s always better to ask the author directly, isn’t it? 😉


  156. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:36 pm

    Cheryl, a vignette featuring the Ms!!!! Too good! And I love it when people lay on the melodrama with a trowel! Anyway, rather a trowel than a towel!

    Oh, Karin, I hear you!!! Clearly I’m not the only person who finds clowns UTTERLY CREEPY!!!! Scary or what???!!!

    Gannon, thanks so much for crawling out of bed of sickness to say hello. I hope you’re feeling better soon! Hate to think of you suffering the headache from hell.


  157. Christie Kelley
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:38 pm

    Holy Cow! I leave for a couple of hours to take my son to the doctor and run a couple of errand and now I have 100 comments to read! This could take awhile.


  158. Christie Kelley
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:40 pm

    Jo, I was channeling the Duchess 🙂

    Jo Robertson says:

    Isn’t Christie’s vignette great? Who’d have thought an historical romance writer could write so easily about whacking an old lady?


  159. cheryl c.
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:41 pm

    Banditas, I have loved your visit here this week. This fiinish-the-vignette has been a fun game to play. I love reading the different tangents that people go off on!


  160. Christie Kelley
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:44 pm

    Ah Cassondra! Sorry about the loss of power. I was shocked this morning to see we didn’t get as much ice as they had predicted. Still darn slippery but the main roads are fine. Good luck with the pipes.


  161. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:44 pm

    Becke, great ending to the vignette! I think there are a lot of budding Romantic Suspense writers in today’s answers! Although I still think you should write the duke’s story from day one first!

    Karin, I hope you mean to keep Whiskers safe from Twinkle! Love it!!! Actually has anyone noticed there’s been some seriously hot men wandering through these answers?

    Darlene, welcome to the fraternity – or perhaps sorority. Actually you’ll find as you move from blog to blog that there’s usually a friendly face or 100 that you already know! Thanks for joining us. We’re delighted to have you present for our invasion!


  162. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:46 pm

    Cheryl, it’s been utterly fascinating, hasn’t it? It was interesting to get the vignettes but the way it’s gone wild just blows my mind! Thanks for playing! We’ve still got two days and some fantastic vignettes ahead of us after today!

    Christie, it’s going off like fireworks, isn’t it? Yay, you girls!


  163. Maureen
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:47 pm

    #1 – it was Mom telling her to put away Jewel Thief Barbie and all her cool accessories and come down to dinner.
    #2 – “we regret to inform you that your husband died this morning when he was mistakenly identified as Boris Borsch, a super secret Russian spy and jewel thief.”
    #3 – “No one will believe it’s me since all the evidence will be pointing to you.”
    #4 – It was Rick’s sinister yet sexy half-brother Reynaldo with whom I once had a brief but tempestuous affair.
    “Put those back”, he says, “I have never forgotten you but needed to make my fortune so that I could come back and make you my wife.”


  164. Christie Kelley
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:50 pm

    Jeanne, teenage boy and one preteen boy. The 16 yr old is fine with as long as he has his PC and cable modem. He’d be in his room all day playing Warhammer (don’t ask). The 11 year old went across the street.

    But my 16 yr old’s 1 hour doctor appt turned into 2.5 hours. And that doesn’t count the shoveling the driveway time or the to and fro to Dr’s office. The worst part is, yesterday and today were supposed to be inservice days for the teachers so the kids would be home anyway, the teachers couldn’t get into school today. So tomorrow is another day off for the kids! They have been in school 4 hours this week so far. AHHH!


  165. Christie Kelley
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 4:55 pm

    Becke! Love the ending to my vignette! Elvis! Too funny.


  166. Christie Kelley
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 5:00 pm

    Vicki, great twist. I love the fact that Rick sent Simon.


  167. Christie Kelley
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 5:04 pm

    Maureen, I love Reynaldo. It’s a name I would never chose for a character but it’s perfect!


  168. Karin
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 5:28 pm

    After four drafts, I’ve finally come up with something for the second vignette.

    Vignette 2:
    “This is Lisa Price from Polk Elementary. Your son disappeared after lunch. We’ve contacted the authorities and someone should be by to speak to you.”
    The panic in the other woman’s voice froze the blood in Rainey’s veins and the buzzing in her ears drowned out the sound of a car door opening. Black spots danced in front of her eyes as she forgot to breathe and the last thought that passed through her mind before the blackness engulfed her completely was, What the hell have you gotten us into, James?


  169. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 5:30 pm

    Christie…poor you with the trip to the doc and the shoveling and basically, being home with teens. :>


  170. Pam Grootemaat
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 5:37 pm

    Hi All. Back again for another go.

    V1:
    …backed away. She took up position behind the door as it opened. As someone stepped through she leapt out and cracked him on the back of the head with the gun. The body dropped to the floor and rolled over face up. She gasped. It was detective Kain.
    “Well. I guess our date is off tonight,” she muttered.

    V2:
    …this is Wilfred Sains. I know you’ve found the jewels. There are three men on their way to your house to get them now. If you value your life leave now through the back door.”
    “But the note says to look in my…”
    “That’s just a trick.”

    V3:
    “I can and I will.”

    V4:
    It was her childhood sweetheart. The man she’d left behind when she ran off to Hollywood. The man she dreaded now her dreams were finished. Kyle Holden. The new chief of police.


  171. Cassondra Murray
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 5:38 pm

    Whoa, Vicki! You have a bloodthirsty bent! LOVE it! Bwahahahahahahaha! Way to up the suspense by bringing in Annie!

    Dang, these are all good. I can’t believe the cool stories these have brought out. Now I want the whole book from all of these!

    Whoever said this was a great writing exercise was dead on. The creativity of the endings is just amazing.


  172. Becke/Treethyme
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 5:42 pm

    A lot more dark endings today — spooky! Anna C., I know I’m being seduced by historicals these days but I don’t know if I’m ready to tackle the duke’s story. So much research! And readers are scary nitpicky about historical accuracy!


  173. Cassondra Murray
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 5:44 pm

    Darlene said:

    I am a friend now am I not?… Indeed you are! And never be shy in the Bandit lair. Here, in Maria and Marisa’s house we make an attempt to be polite…over there, all bets are off. (grin)


  174. Cassondra Murray
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 5:48 pm

    Karin, love the clowns and the mouse!

    Treethyme said:

    “Open the door, Rainey,” he said, his masculine arrogance making her shiver. “We need to talk.” OMGOSH this is terrific. Okay, now I SERIOUSLY want more story.


  175. Cassondra Murray
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 5:49 pm

    Karin, love the clowns and the mouse!

    Treethyme said:

    “Open the door, Rainey,” he said, his masculine arrogance making her shiver. “We need to talk.” OMGOSH this is terrific. Okay, now I SERIOUSLY want more story.

    Maureen, LOVE the jewel thief and the Russian spy!


  176. Cassondra Murray
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 5:52 pm

    Oh, Karin, way to up the suspense with a missing child. Most excellent.


  177. Becke/Treethyme
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 5:53 pm

    Vignette #3:

    “I’ve put up with a lot,” she snapped. Honestly, a woman can only take so much. “I’ve stuck by you through thick and thin. I really don’t think this is too much to ask. It’s not like anyone is going to miss the pearls.”

    “It’s not about the pearls, it’s about doing what’s right,” he said, demanding her support without words. “I don’t understand you, Hermione. I thought we were after the same things.”

    “Suck it up, Potter — the pearls are mine.” She glared at him, annoyed that he was playing the loyalty card. “For God’s sake, Harry. It’s not always about you.”


  178. Karin
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 5:55 pm

    LOL

    Becke, bringing in Harry Potter! That’s fabulous!


  179. Cassondra Murray
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 5:58 pm

    Treethyme said:

    know I’m being seduced by historicals these days but I don’t know if I’m ready to tackle the duke’s story. So much research! And readers are scary nitpicky about historical accuracy!

    Treethyme I have an historical that I’ve had planned for years and I haven’t started it because of just this reason–readers are so picky about every detail, and mine’s in an unusual time period, so I’d have to start absolutely from scratch with teh research.


  180. Cassondra Murray
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 6:02 pm

    Pam, great comedic sense with “I guess our date is off tonight.” Love it.


  181. Becke/Treethyme
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 6:02 pm

    I’ve thought about it, because I’m avidly into genealogy and it would be interesting to write about some of the periods/countries that my ancestors lived through, but I don’t know anything about costuming, etiquette, all the details that have to be right. Several women in my local RWA chapter write historicals (published and not-yet-published) and those who have been published all have horror stories about rabid fans upset over clothing mistakes.


  182. Pat Cochran
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 6:09 pm

    1. ..found her eyes riveted on the family cat, meowing softly, … held in the arms of her chief enemy!

    2. ..it was a soft, female voice (and she should have known a woman would be involved) “you don’t know me,
    but I know your husband…. and I know what he has done!”

    3. She slowly raised her hand, which now held a gun. She aimed at his chest as she tightly clutched the jewels
    to her chest. She slowly and deliberately pulled the trigger as she had been taught.

    4. Mrs. Holden smiled wickedly as Emma shrank away from her. “You can’t believe everything you are told!
    Ricky is such a charming liar!

    Pat Cochran


  183. Karin
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 6:11 pm

    Okay, so I’ve finally come up with something for the last one as well.

    Vignette 4:
    She’d never met the man in the doorway before, but her body responded to the hunger in his dark eyes as if they’d been lovers for years. Emma’s mouth watered as his sinful stare moved over her body before zeroing in on her tingling nipples. All thoughts of Rick and the jewels he was blackmailing her into stealing fled when the stranger’s eyes met hers and he moved into the room, closing the door behind him with a quiet click.


  184. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 6:14 pm

    ooooh Karin! Nice one!


  185. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 6:15 pm

    Wow, Maureen! Reynaldo is HAWT!!!! If our heroine doesn’t want him, I’ll take him! Love the Barbie one!

    Karin, you really HAVE to pick up some of these stories and write them. They’re fantastic!

    Hey, Pam, I can imagine whole stories coming off your vignette finishings too! Great stuff!

    Becke, rolling around the floor laughing! Potter, it’s not always about you! I think that may even top Elvis. Oh, how glad am I that I don’t have to pick today’s winner!


  186. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 6:17 pm

    Actually, Becke and Cassondra, I don’t agree with you. I think MOST readers just want a great story. A bit of historical accuracy is always welcome but not de rigeur. I think, yes, there are VERY picky readers on the internet but they’re just a fraction of the general public. Seriously, STORY RULES!!!! OK, off my soapbox!

    Pat, I think you’re a closet romantic suspense writer too. Those are wonderful! Short and sweet and very, very pithy!!!

    Gosh, Karin. Sorry, I have to stop here and wipe the windows. They’re steaming up! Fabbo!


  187. Joanie T
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 6:18 pm

    Becke,

    Do not be dissuaded from trying your hand at a historical. The research can seem to be quite daunting. Write your story. Then, as you write, research what aspects come up? Food? Societal rules? Composition of a gladiator’s loincloth 🙂

    It kind of breaks it down into manageable pieces and you’ll often find as you look up one thing, you discover some cool fact/facet that you can incorporate into your story!

    Let nothing deter you! Go forth and write!


  188. Becke/Treethyme
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 6:18 pm

    Vignette #1: …and just as silently set it back down.

    “Hello, James. Or is it Thomas Crown today? You know how menopause affects the memory.” She couldn’t bear the concern in his eyes. Why did men have to get better looking with age? He was no twenty-something, but he held up well. She’d shelled out her money to see him shirtless in “Mama Mia” just like everyone else. Who the hell cared if he could sing? He was Pierce Brosnan, for God’s sake.

    “C’mon, Rene, you know these have to go back to Harry Winston — the last scene is in the can. We’re done.”

    “But, Pierce,” she said, closing her fist around the sapphires, hoping he wouldn’t notice. “I’m over fifty now, and there won’t be any more sequels to The Thomas Crown Affair. At least not with me. Sure, you’ll be back, but it will be with Jessica Alba next time. Or some other sweet young thing.”

    He shrugged his shoulders, but he knew she was right. Damn his eyes, he could have at least lied a little, made her feel better.

    She slid from the chair, throwing back her shoulders and tossing her hair. She might be over fifty, but she still had moves.

    “Fine — keep your damn jewels,” she said, regal as a queen. She tossed the pearls at his still muscular chest, hoping he didn’t notice the absence of the sapphires. She swanned out the door like the star she was, then kicked off her heels and raced for her Porsche before he had time to react.

    Pierce would cover for her, at least she hoped he would. If Harry Winston wanted his sapphires back, he’d have to catch her first.


  189. Christie Kelley
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 6:25 pm

    Pam, nice ending for my vignette. I like the chief of police twist.


  190. Christie Kelley
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 6:27 pm

    Pat, Rick is such a charming liar. You got that right. 🙂


  191. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 6:28 pm

    Oh, Becke! I adore it!!! The TC Affaire is one of my ab fav movies. I adore that Rene Russo’s older, fabulous, sexy and now, has the sapphires!

    GO RENE!!


  192. Christie Kelley
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 6:29 pm

    Anna, I agree with you that the Story Rules! Historical or not.


  193. Christie Kelley
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 6:31 pm

    Well we finally found a writer who finished mine like I would… with tingling nipples! Karin, that was great!


  194. Karin
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 6:33 pm

    Aw, thanks for all the compliments! 🙂

    Becke, I love your ending with Pierce and Rene.


  195. PinkPeony
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:05 pm

    Jewel Thief Barbie. Elvis (I can feel his sneer!) Ann-Margret (I love a red-headed heroine) Clowns? Hilarious! I had midgets in one of my vignettes, but they were edited out. Nice to see circus folks getting some representation! Twinkles! Santa? LOL! I’ve got that Mitch Miller rendition of that song going through my head, and yes, I am dating myself by mentioning Mitch! Hot Latin Reynaldo, a mouse accomplice, annoying telemarketers, henchmen bent over bowls of Cheerios–that made me snort! (I know I would have wondered if there was any milk left for coffee too!) What a smorgasbord of creativity. But hey, life’s a banquet…I really enjoyed reading all of the entries. Thanks for the nice comments too. It was late and my caffeine starved brain made me a bit punchy.
    Anna, thanks so much for the invite. 🙂


  196. Nancy Northcott
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:12 pm

    Becke, depending on what you want to do, the research to set up a historical world is not as difficult as it might seem. All you need are a general history of the period, a book on family life or housekeeping in the period (not as hard to find as you might think), and access to a costuming book, which most public libraries have. You can flesh out the basics with a good biography of a woman of the period and, if you can find it, a book focusing on women in the period. There are a fair number of those.

    I’m a history geek. Trust me on this. 🙂


  197. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:13 pm

    Oh, Becke, poor Rene driven to jewel thievery to support her waning career? Priceless! Between Elvis, Santa and Pierce, not to mention everyone else who’s turned up today, it’s a real party!

    PP (I believe I can now call you that, seeing I had such luck getting K. Nelson down to Kerri, :-)), you’re most welcome. Thank you for accepting and adding such a dash of brilliance to our selection. I hope you’ll come back again. I LOVE your pieces to pieces! Punchy clearly works for you! We’ve had a veritable cast of thousands, haven’t we?


  198. Nancy Northcott
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:15 pm

    Pam G., I love your # 4!

    Karin, great #2!


  199. Becke/Treethyme
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:18 pm

    This place is one big creativity-fest, I love it!

    I’m glad I’m not picking winners here, because there are way too many good ones. I hope you Banditas will let us know if these vignettes are going to appear in your future books — I’d love to see how YOU end each of these.

    I’ll think about trying a historical. I’ve played with just about every other romance sub-genre, I guess I could give it a shot. As to the books? I probably have some already — I’ve collected antiquarian books, as well as mysteries and romances, for years. Just in case, you know, I needed them for research some day!


  200. Nancy Northcott
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:18 pm

    JT wrote: It kind of breaks it down into manageable pieces and you’ll often find as you look up one thing, you discover some cool fact/facet that you can incorporate into your story!

    Let nothing deter you! Go forth and write!

    Indeed, as my buddy Teal’c would say. Great advice, Joanie. I tend to do a lot of groundwork first, but the check-as-you-go method you describe works for a lot of people. And some people mix the two.

    BTW, did you notice that Cassondra is still delaying her historical? You may need to have the gladiators chat with her about that. I’d go over there, but I can’t drive in snow!

    Which I hear Trish is now getting. What a mess this storm is turning into!


  201. Nancy Northcott
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:25 pm

    Becke wrote: I’ve collected antiquarian books, as well as mysteries and romances, for years. Just in case, you know, I needed them for research some day!

    Spoken like a true history buff! You probably have a lot of the things you need.


  202. Nancy Northcott
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:27 pm

    We had Santa and Elvis, and now we have Harry Potter and Thomas Crown. There really is no limit on creativity. These are all wonderful!


  203. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:28 pm

    LOL, Anna C, I think that song “I like big bootys and it ain’t no lie,” went a long way to abolishing the notion of a baby’s bootie! You gotta love American culture-isms!

    Christie, you can’t go far off by channeling the Duchesse Jeanne!

    Chery, the whole vignette idea was our hosts’ and hasn’t it been wonderful? I don’t think I could keep this up all month though, takes lots of creative energy.

    Maureen, JEWEL THIEF BARBIE!!?? Love it, chortle, snork.


  204. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:33 pm

    Christie, just so your boys won’t suffer for the lack of education, have them read Crime and Punishment. Okay, I’m trying to keep a straight face writing this, but my fingers are giggling. Crime and Punishment, giggle, giggle, twitch, twitch!

    Pam, loved the stark simplicity of the ending to my vignette. And how it maintains the terse style. Well done!


  205. K. Nelson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:34 pm

    Just wanted to make a comment about historical books. I absolutely love to read them and yet I have so much trouble writing them. Becke, I understand where you are coming from with the overwhelming research hurdles. The thing is….you should always write what your soul tells you to write. I truly believe that if you have that story in you and you can get it down on the paper that all the little details will just fall into place in their own time. I know that if you are passionate about this book that you’ll be able to accomplish great things with it. Believe in yourself.

    Just my two cents.

    Thanks to everyone for a fun filled day!


  206. PinkPeony
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:39 pm

    Becke–Pierce Brosnan! God, I love a man who can properly fill a well-cut suit! Fantastic! Loved Rene, the faded movie queen too!


  207. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:42 pm

    Becke, love, love, love the ending to my vignette! Bringing in Hermione and Harry is brilliant. “It’s not about the pearls.” Beautiful.

    Pat C, how subtle the adding of those last few words “as she had been taught.” Give a whole other layer of meaning to the ending.

    I have to kind of, sort of, agree with Anna Campbell. The story rules and when I switched to historicals I was surprised by how much could be written around the historical detail that could be back-loaded instead of front-loaded, if that makes sense? I think VOICE is more important too. If you’ve got that historical voice innately, you can work on the rest.


  208. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:49 pm

    Kerri, those are words of wisdom! Becke and Cassondra, perhaps I sounded too cavalier about historical accuracy earlier. As you know, I try REALLY hard to get it right but I still think a good story is the main thing. I think reading a couple of good general histories of the period you’re writing about, narrowing it down to a couple of specific things for the story (like I did with courtesans for CTC) and then researching on the run, you’re going to find you’re well away. Honestly, I try to discourage people from RESEARCHING too much before they start the story. You don’t actually know what specifics you’ll need until you’re in the fray with your characters. And research can be a black hole that sucks you in and holds you there forever. There’s always something else to look up. But will it be relevant to your story? I think that only becomes apparent once you start writing, at which stage you can look up things like what color shoe was in style in 1876.


  209. Pat Cochran
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:50 pm

    Thanks so very much for your comments, Anna C. and Christie K.!

    Pat Cochran


  210. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:50 pm

    Hey, Jo, what do you mean kinda, sorta agree? You know nothing but 110% endorsement is acceptable! 😉


  211. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:52 pm

    Becke, I’m flat out chortling at “over fifty having ‘moves'” and menopause affecting memory. Hilarious and sadly true.

    PinkPeone, you should always write sans caffeine, then. Yours were brilliant!

    Pink P., Brosnan just keeps getting better, doesn’t he? Damn the man’s hide!


  212. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 7:55 pm

    Damn, Foanna! You caught my waffling! Okay, okay, flat out agreement. BUT, I do understand the hesitation to dip one’s toe into the historical pool.

    Some of the historical detail can be daunting and I’ve heard some dyed-in-the-wool regency buffs give writers what-for for some mildly inaccurate (IMO) detail.

    As Cassondra says, “I’m just saying.”

    Jo grumbles under breath, wow ain’t gonna cross that Campbell woman again, mutter, mutter.


  213. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 8:01 pm

    And on a serious note, Anna C’s suggestions are absolutely right. A writer can bog herself down in historical detail that she may not need, use research as an excuse NOT to write the story, and generally take forEVer to finish it. Anna’s books are marvelously connected to the period she writes, in language and voice, so listen to her, Becke! She’s the expert.

    I like back-loading my historical details in, but I’m not the historical expert that Nancy or Anna is.

    It’s 5:00 p.m. on the west coast of American, but we still have time to “hear” more endings! These have been wonderful, gals. Now I’m wishing Marisa and Maria would choose today’s winner. It’s gonna be a tough thing to do!


  214. PinkPeony
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 8:12 pm

    Jo–Pierce “had me” when he was Remington Steele! I was ga-ga over him. And he looks even better today. How is that even possible? Then again, men don’t have the same issues with gravity as we wimmen do!

    Anna–I agree with you on the research thing. It can bog you down and keep you from facing that scary blank page. I’d also like to add that once in a while, there are some inaccuracies but as long as it’s not glaring, like a Jackson Pollak painting hung in the Duke’s library, it doesn’t bother me. I’m interested in the story and the quality of the writing.


  215. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 8:16 pm

    PP, I was a Remington Steele girl too. It was in the days pre-video so I always made sure I was home on a Thursday night at 8:30 to drool over PB. Oh, and Stephanie Z’s car. Do you remember that cute little Polo she used to drive?

    Jo, I’m glad you saw the light 😉


  216. Vicki
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 8:21 pm

    Thanks guys, and I’m just glad I’m not the one having to choose just one. I normally write paranormal, but the RS in me came out in this pic. 🙂


  217. Jeanne AKA The Duchesse
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 8:23 pm

    Awww, c’mon Vicki…it’s gonna be so hard to choose *whine* Can’t You do it? Or the Ms???

    Jo, Christie and Cassondra…what the heck are we gonna do? These are all so good, so creative and funny and witty and sharp!


  218. DarleneW
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 8:38 pm

    Snuck back again (no work today due to the weather here so had more time to come visit)… Remington Steele… I remember him… dating myself too.. WOW the number of posts here 217 was the count when I re-entered it must be exciting for you all. I know I would feel overwhelmed and overloaded


  219. Vicki
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 8:51 pm

    No can do Jeanne, this one is way too tough. 🙂

    Dear lord, Remington Steele was the hottest thing ever when I was…er, just a wee little one. 😉 Although now that’ve grown older (not much mind you), give me Johnny Depp anytime. I’m just saying.


  220. PinkPeony
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 9:02 pm

    I think Pierce Brosnan is to me what James Brolin was to my mom when she used to tune into Marcus Welby, MD each week.


  221. Kate Carlisle
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 9:20 pm

    All I can say is, WOW!! Y’all have been going wild here today!! I’m gonna settle in with a glass of wine and start reading from where I left off earlier … hmm, it was something about meatloaf … ROTFL!!


  222. Keira Soleore
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 9:53 pm

    Two Hundred and Twenty One comments?!?! My eyes almost rolled out of my head. Going back to read.


  223. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 10:20 pm

    Beats me on the choosing today’s winner, Jeanne. Maybe we should do rock, paper, scissors.

    Hallelujah, Anna C. I’ve seen the light, yes indeed-y. You, PP, and I must be soul sisters loving Remington Steele as we do. And the man’s like a finely aged wine, PP. Scrumptious.

    Ouch, Vicki, mentioning Johnny-You-Know-Who is likely to bring Bandita Tawny-Depp flying in on her Jimmy Choo’s! Ain’t nobody gonna get JD but Tawny!


  224. DarleneW
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 11:01 pm

    Going to bed soon… any hint on what Day 4 will be bringing?


  225. Cassondra Murray
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 11:14 pm

    Darlene, only Marissa knows. Even WE don’t know what’s up for tomorrow! But it’s bound to be excellent. I think there’ll be an announcement of the winners a little later, but we’re having a realy tough time picking. All of the endings were so amazing!


  226. DarleneW
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 11:21 pm

    Thank you Cassondra, it will be back to work unless the weather cancels school again but I will still try to pop back a time or two.


  227. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 11:22 pm

    Darlene, I can tell you ALL about day four. MORE MAYHEM!!!! Snork!

    Sincerely, guys, thanks so much for all the fun. I’ve had a great day!


  228. Jo Robertson
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 11:37 pm

    Okay, I drew the short straw to post today’s winner and what a chore that’s been! Ya’ll have been superb, wonderful, and it was an extremely hard choice but we picked

    PINK PEONY!!!!! PP, your endings had us destroying our computers by various spewing liquids. I think, as suspense writers, we were bowled over by your comedic voice.

    Soooooo, come on down and play the winnah! Send your snail mail addy to jo.lewisrobertson@yahoo.com, that’s jo (dot) lewisrobertson (at) yahoo (dot) com, and we’ll get your prizes out to you.

    Mega congratulations!

    Thanks to everyone for playing with us at RNTV today and thanks again to Marisa and Maria for the invite. It’s been a blast. Don’t forget there are two more days of vignettes, and what do they say?? Save the best for last!!!???


  229. Becke/Treethyme
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 11:43 pm

    Good choice! Pink Peony’s endings were all great! Congratulations, PP — see you tomorrow, I hope!


  230. Anna Campbell
    on Jan 28th, 2009
    @ 11:47 pm

    Jo, that must have taken the wisdom of Solomon to come up with a decision. All the entries today were fantastic! Congratulations, PP! And come and play tomorrow!!!!


  231. Karin
    on Jan 29th, 2009
    @ 12:23 am

    Congratulations, PP! 🙂


  232. Marisa
    on Jan 29th, 2009
    @ 5:20 am

    Congratulations PP and thanks so much to Jeanne, Cassondra, Jo and Christie for an amazingly wonderful day!


  233. PJ
    on Jan 29th, 2009
    @ 9:21 am

    Congratulations, Pink Peony! I must admit, I’ll never look at meatloaf in quite the same way again. 🙂


  234. Vicki
    on Jan 29th, 2009
    @ 10:00 am

    Congrats Pink Peony!! You had me lol 😀


  235. PinkPeony
    on Jan 29th, 2009
    @ 2:17 pm

    Thank you EVERYONE for the kind words. And a very special thanks to Jo, Christie, Jeanne and Cassondra and Marisa. It’s truly inspiring to be among such a talented group of writers. I loved reading all of the entries and the comments.

    I’d do a cartwheel on the lawn to celebrate but the neighbors already think I’m a bit odd. Instead, I’m toasting all of you with my second cup of legal stimulant.

    P.P.

    p.s. Thanks again, Anna!


  236. Cassondra Murray
    on Jan 29th, 2009
    @ 2:33 pm

    Congrats to Pink Peony!

    This was, by far, the toughest “pick a winer” situation I’ve ever been in. Honestly I’ve never seen so many wonderful answers in one place. You guys are ALL winners on this blog. What an incredible day!

    Thanks again to all of you for coming out to play with us and bringing your creativity with you–and to Maria and Marisa for hosting!

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