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Beverley's September Newsletter

Can you believe fall is almost officially here? Where did the summer go? Mine had some ups and downs. There were a few family health concerns and my sixteen-year-old Shiba Inu dog started to have seizures.  I did research and put her on B1, B6 and CBD oil and touch wood, she appears to have improved. 😊 Now it’s back to school time and back to our usual fall and winter routines.

I went to the RWA conference in New York at the end of July. It was a mixture of socializing, fun and education. As part of my Kiss of Death Chapter, we visited the FBI for a day and had several FBI officials talk to us about the different roles the FBI plays. The first session was Counterintelligence which discussed how the FBI handles spies from other countries. Then we had Counterterrorism/Domestic Terrorism with Special Agent Bomb technicians. They talked about their jobs and how to thwart the next terrorism attack. After lunch we had Violent Crimes. They discussed kidnapping, murders for hire and bank robberies, plus other things. And we finished off the day learning about the Criminal Justice Information Services and how the Identity Summery Checks system works (fingerprints, footprints, ear prints and iris imprints). It was a great day. Lots of good information.

The other workshop I found interesting was on Instagram. Okay, I admit I’m not techy. I’m on Instagram but don’t understand how to post photos and articles. I got that information, but I haven’t tackled it yet. People keep telling me to check You tube, but it comes down to time. How much time do I have in a day? Do I spend it on marketing or writing that damn book? 

And speaking abut where to spend your time I do a blog, usually twice a week, but I also try to do some marketing. I find both take time away from writing. I’d love to have you check out my twice weekly blog, but once a month I do a group blog at You can always send me messages on my blog.

On September 21 the group blog will be talking about – “Has an event in your life, or that of someone you know, or one covered in the news, ever worked its way into one of your stories?”

September is going to be a busy month for me. I’m blogging on several romance authors’ blog sites. I’d love to have you drop by, say hi and check out their authors’ blog pages. See the dates below.
I have ‘Targeted’ in the Book of the Month spot on RB4U,

Also check out ‘Fall into These Great Reads Bookathon’. I’m promoting The Fourth Victim and A Cruise to Remember there.

And if you want to win an Amazon gift certificate check out

And, at the moment, I’m also doing a Halloween Blog during October at 

On October 19th the Group Blog talks about “What unique situations have occurred in the writing process of any of your novels? Things where what you planned changed or the direction you thought the story was on deviated or transmuted?” 

Plus, I have lots of great authors guesting on my blog at 

I’ve been writing on two books Gabe’s Story from the Hawkins’ Ranch Series. The first book in that series is Hunted Cody’s story. The second one is The Foundation, Liability Wife, Lydia’s Story. With a challenging summer I’ve got about a third of Lydia’s story done. I’m re-evaluating my goals and since I also have a third book, Death Southern Style set in New Orleans, almost finished, I’ve decided to switch directions and finish that one. My goal is to have it finished before the end of September and have it sent off to an editor and a reader for input. Have it back by early October, edit, get cover and get it published and get back to working on Lydia’s story. With getting back to a fall routine I’m hoping to stick to this timeline.

Here are a couple of paragraphs from Death Southern Style. 

Dark clouds hovered over New Orleans. Thunder rolled through the skies. Late May rain pelted down on the streets of the French Quarter. The drops bounced off the pavement behind Perrine Dupré. Wind whipped her umbrella inside out. Rain clouded her eyes. She stumHer daughter was finally coming home for a visit. Excitement bubbled up and a smile sneaked out.
Julie Ann had been building her interior design business in New York for the last couple of years. Perrine was proud of her daughter and understood Julie Ann couldn’t visit, but she’d missed her. She could have gone to New York, but Perrine loved New Orleans and hated to travel. Tomorrow she’d finally be able to hug her daughter again.
Thunder rumbled across the sky.
Perrine turned the doorknob. She paused.
A vision flashed in front of her. Her shoulders sagged. She wasn’t going to see Julie Ann after all. And she'd miss their regular telephone call tonight, too.
A single tear shimmered down her cheek.
Thunder continued to rumble across the sky.
She had no choice. If she ran away, they would follow her and shoot her down in the street. She could put her friends and neighbors in danger.
Even if she did manage to escape tonight, they would kill her eventually. The people involved were too powerful. They didn’t care about collateral damage or anyone else who might get hurt.
The information she’d counted on to protect her and Julie Ann obviously wasn't going to protect her any longer.
Had they killed off all the other people involved? Was that why the documentation wasn’t important anymore?
There was so much she should have shared with Julie Ann. At least she would be aware of the threat.
Perrine pushed the door open. An icy shroud of death dropped over her.
Thunder crashed. The skies opened wide and lightning flashed across the sky, turning it an electric white.
At the same time a light slashed across the room.
Perrine crumpled to the floor. Her parcels scattered beside her. She felt no pain, not even when footsteps crossed the floor, paused by her side, then kicked her sharply in the ribs - twice.
The steps moved off. The door closed. The lock clicked.
The phone rang. No one could answer it tonight. When Julie Ann found out what had happened, she would be devastated and probably feel guilty because she hadn’t come home for so long.
Perrine regretted that she’d never given Julie Ann any information about her real mother, or how she’d been murdered. She’d tried to protect her baby. She’d always figured if Julie Ann didn’t know anything about her past, she should be safe. Now it looked like that might not work any longer.
Julie Ann’s birth mother had kept records and passed the information to Perrine to be used for blackmail purposes for everyone’s protection. It hadn’t saved Amy, Julie Ann’s birth mother.
Unfortunately, after all these years, it hadn’t saved Perrine, either.
So, what had changed? Julie Ann would now be in danger.
When Julie Ann returned to New Orleans, she wouldn’t be safe. She would be the next target to die and she had no idea of the risk. It wouldn’t matter that she had no knowledge of her birth or her mother’s history.
Perrine wished she’d shared all that past information and the documents with her adopted daughter. It might help her stay alive.
She prayed to her god to help her keep Julie Ann alive. Her spirit gradually left her body behind and began to float away. Perrine stopped it.
She interrupted the normal scheme of things because she needed to stay close. Julie Ann would be at risk now. Perrine might still be able to protect her. She needed to be there in spirit for her daughter.bled up the three steps to her front door. Juggling her parcels, umbrella and the key Perrine jabbed it in the direction of the lock. Finally, the key found the opening and turned. 

Our Guest Author this month is Connie Bretes  

Constance started writing contemporary romance and contemporary romance suspense fifteen years ago.
She was born and raised in Michigan. After 38 years working for the State of Michigan, she retired. She and her husband moved to Montana and lived in the mountainside of a small town. After living there for three years, they moved to Alabama, with her two feline furballs who owns her and her husband. 

Her hobbies include basket weaving, reading romance books, and jewelry making as well as writing. 

Love, A Second Time Around
They stole five years of his life. Now it’s time to settle the score.
Released from prison after serving five years for a crime he didn’t commit, Dr. Jon Stephenson is left with the task of rebuilding his veterinarian business, finding his son, and bringing those who wronged him to justice.
Not only had the love of Cat Morgan’s life been sent to prison, but prior to his arrest he had broken her heart. Needing a new start, she left town with Jon’s young son. Unknown to Jon, she was pregnant at the time. Now she’s a single mom to two young boys.
She never expected to see Jon again, and now that he’s shown up, demanding the opportunity to provide the father figure his sons need, she finds herself falling for him all over again. Actually, to be honest, she never stopped loving him. But will she ever be able to forgive his past indiscretions, and can they learn to trust each other again?
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I was looking for a recipe for the versatile cauliflower. I came across this recipe which I use often.  A medium sweet potato has only 103 calories and with the skin on, has four times the US RDA of beta carotene. You might want to try this recipe.
Oven Sweet Potato Fries (Serves 2)
Olive oil 1 tsp          
Salt and pepper
Sweet potatoes 1- 2
Coat baking sheet with cooking spray
Cut washed, unpeeled potatoes into sticks or ½ inch chunks
Toss in a bowl with olive oil until lightly coated.
Spread potatoes on baking sheet and season with salt and pepper
Bake in oven at 400F for 35- 45 minutes until lightly browned.
Turn once.

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