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Beverley's March Newsletter

March came in like a lamb here. That doesn’t bode well for the end of the month, but we’ll see. We’re still south where it’s been warm, but windy. I love the desert and the desert flowers. They should be starting to bloom soon. We head home this month and I’m hoping the snow will be gone.
So far this year it’s been busy. I finally finished Death Southern Style. I’ve been volunteering and working in the glass fusion shop and learning the Native American flute. I’m starting back to work on the second in The Foundation series, Lydia’s story. We’ll see how that goes.

The first of January we lost our Shiba Inu. She was going on seventeen and it was a difficult time. My husband really missed the companionship and wanted another dog. So last week we adopted a Rescue dog. He’s nine and a half, an obsess Bich0n/French poodle cross. He was found on the street and his fur was so dirty and matted they had to shave him. His before picture that they originally showed this blobby mat of overgrown, unkept fur. You couldn’t even recognize him as a dog. I’ve bathed him twice and I still haven’t got the skin clean. He has a sweet personality and I think he’ll be a lovely addition to our family. My husband is very happy.
I am back to regularly blogging, usually twice a week. Suffering writers block and not getting Death Southern Style finished, affected my other writing stuff. And I wanted to wait until I get the edits back to start promoting Death Southern Style. Please drop by and check it out at https://beverleybateman.blogspot.com/ and all the wonderful guests, with their new books. You can always contact me and send messages on my blog, or on my website at www.beverleybateman.com

One of my other goals for this year was to finally figure out Instagram. I’m on it – sort of but have no idea how to post anything. I haven’t worked on that goal yet.

March isn’t as busy as it usually is. I have some guest bloggers during the month. I’d love to have you drop by, say hi and check out their authors’ blog pages.

March 22 - Group Blog – start at https://beverleybateman.blogspot.com/and this month  the topic is ‘What draws you into a story?’
 
I’m on the March Countdown on The Red Carpet at https://www.redcarpetfiction.com/
I’ve “finally” finished Death Southern Style. It’s gone to the editor, then revision, formatting and pre-order. I’ll be doing some promo when I get it back form the editor.

Check out the cover. I like it. We’re finally close. Here are a couple of paragraphs from Death Southern Style.

Excerpt
She heard a key in the lock and hurried back to the couch.
“If she’s not awake, give her something. I need to talk to her now before someone starts looking for her.”
Steps moved across the room and stopped by the couch.
A slap resounded as it hit her cheek.  
“Wake up!”
Julie tried not to flinch from the slap.
“I said, wake up!”
The second slap to the face made her flinch.
“I thought so. She’s faking. She’s awake.”
Hands grabbed her arms and pulled her to a sitting position.
She opened her eyes. Two people stood in front of her. She didn’t recognize either one.
“What do you know?”
“About what?” Julie Ann glanced from one to another.
“Don’t play stupid. If you want to get out of here alive, you’ll cooperate. What do you know about the Dupré death? What did she tell you before she died?” The thin pasty-faced man in the expensive blue, pinstriped suit snarled.
“I was in New York when she died. I don’t know anything about it except what the police have told me.”
“And what would that be?” he asked.
Julie Ann licked her lips. They hadn’t blind-folded her, so they weren’t worried about her identifying them later. It meant that no matter what she said, they had no intention of letting her live.
“Just that she interrupted a robbery and got shot.”
“So why are the cops still investigating?”
“I don’t know. You’d have to ask them.”
Another slap resounded throughout the room.
“Don’t try and be a smart ass. You’re playing nookie nookie with the cop that’s investigating. You’re both talking to people you haven’t seen or heard from in years. You’re looking for something. What is it?”
“I’m trying to find my father.”
The pasty-faced man with the blond crew cut and mustache shot a glance over his shoulder.
The other person, a tall, older man, maybe in his fifties with a slight paunch, shrugged. He made a motion pasty-face should keep questioning.
“Who’s your father?”
“I don’t know.” Julie Ann replied. “My mother died, and the name of my father apparently died with her.”
“Good.” The other person nodded.
“You haven’t found anything in the house to give you any information?”
Julie Ann shook her head.
“She doesn’t know anything. Get rid of her, but not here.” The other person left the room.
Pasty face pulled a gun from a side holster he wore. “Stand up.”
Julie Ann sat, staring at him, her mind whirling. He was going to kill her. What could she do to stop him?
“I said get up.” He held the gun pointed at her head.
Slowly, pretending dizziness as she tried to stand up, Julie Ann tried to figure out how to get away.
“Don’t play stupid. The fentanyl’s worn off. You’re fine. Go through that door.” He waved the gun in her face.
Julie Ann trudged toward the door.
“Open it.”
She put her hand out sand grasped the knob. She turned it slowly. When the door opened, she dashed through and slammed it behind her.
She heard a shot as she raced down a hall and out into an empty warehouse.
She could see a door at the end of the room and raced toward it. She heard another shot. This one whizzed by her head.
Three more shots.
She kept running.
Footsteps pounded after her. “You won’t get away.”
The next shot hit her arm, but she didn’t pause.
Please don’t be locked, she prayed as she ran.
She reached the door and turned the knob. The door opened and she raced outside into an alley. She kept running as fast as she could.
More shots fired. She’d lost count. She could still hear footsteps pounding down the alley, but they became farther and farther away. She sprinted for the street. Rounding the corner she ran into a gun pointed right at her heart.
“Going somewhere?”
St. Patrick’s Day the Irish, and many of the rest of us make, or eat, corned beef and cabbage. Irish soda Bread is also served on St. Patrick’s Day.  So, I thought I’d share a recipe for Irish Soda Bread. I’ve also shared how to make it Gluten-free. If you might try this recipe - enjoy.
 
Irish Soda Bread/Gluten-free (Total time 1 h 20 min)
 
½ cup white sugar
4 cups all purpose flour (For gluten free substitute gluten free flour)
2 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp kosher salt
1 tsp baking soda
2 ¾ cups raisins
2 eggs lightly beaten
1 ¼ cups buttermilk
1 cup sour cream
Directions
  1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Grease a 9-inch round cast iron skillet or a 9-inch round baking pan.
  2. Mixing flour (reserve 1 tablespoon), sugar, baking powder, baking soda, salt, and raisins.
  3. In a small bowl, blend eggs, buttermilk and sour cream. Stir the liquid mixture into the flour mixture until flour is moistened. Knead dough in bowl 0 to 12 strokes. Dough will be sticky. Place the dough in the prepared skillet or pan and pat down. Cut a 4x3/4-inch deep slit in the top of the bread. Dust with reserved flour
  4. Bake in a preheated 350 degrees F (175 degrees C) oven for 65 to 75 minutes. Let cool and turn bread onto a wire rack.
Author and freelance editor Stacy Juba of Shortcuts for Writers is releasing an online course March 6 that she expects to save writers time and money on the editing process. Stop by her YouTube channel to view the trailer for Book Editing Blueprint: A Step-By-Step Plan to Making Your Novels Publishable. Trailer link:  https://youtu.be/tytmEip5yKI 

Stacy’s goal is to teach fiction and creative nonfiction authors what they should do before approaching a developmental editor. The class gives beginner and intermediate writers a step-by-step guide for evaluating, rewriting, and polishing their manuscript so they can cut down on paid rounds of editing.
 
Discounted early bird enrollment opens March 6 and will include limited time bonuses to help authors on every step of their publishing journey including formatting, cover design, book promotion, bookkeeping, website branding, and more. Stacy offers free resources also including her online class Line Editing Made Simple: 5 Days to More Polished Pages and her Shortcuts for Writers Editing Made Simple Facebook group. She also has an active blog and YouTube channel with recent posts on setting in fiction, character names, and the missing step of the editing process.
 
Stacy’s books include the Storybook Valley chick lit series, the popular cold case mystery Twenty-Five Years Ago Today, and the Hockey Rivals ice hockey books for young adults. For more information:
Editing classes and Facebook group links: http://www.shortcutsforwriters.com
Blog for writers: https://www.shortcutsforwriters.com/blog/
Author website and blog: http://www.stacyjuba.com
YouTube channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCYrgMQBA-1VkSyLxE_Itcaw
 
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