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31 Days of Spooky Stuff, October 3: Tip of the Hat to Alfred Hitchcock

03 Monday Oct 2016

Posted by Yvonne Montgomery in Hallowe'en, Spooky movies

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Hitchcock

When I was twelve, my mother dropped my cousin and me off at the Boulder Theater to see a movie. A couple of hours for her to run errands, a fun time for me and Rick. Mom wasn’t into movies–except for John Wayne westerns.  She drove off, we bought tickets and candy and went inside. And thus was my future as a writer and generally screwed-up person secured. The movie was Alfred Hitchcock’s Psycho.

I really can’t imagine spooky stuff in general without thinking of Hitchcock. Whatever demons drove him, he was kind enough to share the results with the rest of us. My five favorites of his films, spooky style, are below.

Are you Hitchcock fans? What are your favorites? Remember, if you comment, you’ll be entered in the All In Bad Time drawing at the end of the month. The prize is all three Wisdom Court novels: Edge of the Shadow, A Signal Shown, All In Bad Time, each signed by me.

Have a spooky day.

 

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31 Days of Spooky Stuff — October 2: Haunted House

02 Sunday Oct 2016

Posted by Yvonne Montgomery in Hallowe'en, Hauntings, Wisdom Court

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552050_340069802746868_1757767987_nFor decades I’ve lived in an old three-story house in an older section of Denver. The first night I spent alone in it I was reading in bed, eyes growing heavy as the sounds of traffic and passersby ebbed. I was nearly asleep when I heard footsteps.

My husband had called me earlier that night from his father’s farm not far from Sterling, a nearly four-hour drive from the city. He was the only other person with a key to the house.

My pulse was beating loudly in my ears, muffling all other sounds. I slipped out of bed and tiptoed to the door, standing next to it, listening. I couldn’t hear footsteps, couldn’t hear anything really except my damned heartbeat.

Sweat broke out on my forehead as I stood there, almost feeling my ears grow larger to catch any sound. I argued with myself as to what I should do. Go out on the landing, look down to the living room, dark since I’d turned out all the lights? Call the police over just a sound? Before I could decide, I heard the footsteps again.

I knew I couldn’t just stand at the door all night. I’d swept the bedroom floor earlier, leaving the broom propped against the closet molding. Grabbing it in one hand, turning the door knob with the other, I flung open the door and clumped out into the hall. “Hello?”

I listened to the silence with every pore. Nothing.

Just as I was turning back to the bedroom, I heard voices and saw motion through the window over the landing. In the weak illumination of the apartment building behind our house I saw a man and woman climbing the stairs to the third floor. I heard their footsteps as clearly as if they walked up the stairs to where I stood.

That trick of sound has evoked fear again over the years, catching me off guard, freezing me for an instant as I make sure those steps are occurring outside the house. I just hope, if the footsteps are ever in this house, I can tell the difference.

 

Now it’s your turn to share, dear readers. Do you have favorite haunted house books or movies? Have you had a haunting–real or imagined–in your own houses? Share your comments and you’ll be entered in the Wisdom Court Sweepstakes, the prize a set of the Wisdom Court novels, including the new third book, All In Bad Time, all signed by me.

 

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31 Days of Spooky Stuff

01 Saturday Oct 2016

Posted by Yvonne Montgomery in Hallowe'en, Hauntings

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from the El Paso County website

Didn’t somebody once say that last-minute ideas are better than no ideas at all? Well, somebody should have.

October begins today. October, the month of monsters and creepy crawlies, the time when the barrier between life and death is at its most permeable. October, when the third Wisdom Court book, All In Bad Time, will be e-published and will also come out as a POD (print on demand) book as well. {Note to writers: this is called burying the lead. Get it? Burying? Oh, never mind.}

Celebrations are in order, wouldn’t you agree? Wouldn’t it be fun to celebrate the month with a blog post on each day highlighting a particular aspect of Halloween? Of course it would.

A day could be devoted to favorite scary movies. Or the most terrifying books ever read.  Pictures of the world’s scariest houses could be posted. Or people could submit the most frightening scenes they’d ever read, or their favorite passages from horror novels. Halloween offers many opportunities to wallow in horror.

I will contact fellow writers to see if how many are interested in participating in this loosey-goosey adventure. But I’m counting on you noble readers out there. Will you join in the fun? Each day will have a structure (of sorts) that you can plug into. In the comments section you can share your Halloween favorites. In addition to the camaraderie you’ll share with your fellow readers, each comment you make will enter you in a drawing to to held on October 31. Yes, on Halloween itself. The glorious prize will be a signed set of the Wisdom Court Trilogy: Edge of the Shadow, A Signal Shown, and the brand new All In Bad Time.  Can you stand the excitement?

To get this cart of horror rolling, today I’ll tip my hat to a man who created an indelible, sympathetic portrayal of tragic horror: Boris Karloff in the role of Frankenstein’s monster.

Boris Karloff as Frankenstein's Monster, 1931

Boris Karloff as Frankenstein’s Monster, 1931

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Stories within the swamp…

28 Wednesday Sep 2016

Posted by Yvonne Montgomery in Writing

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Where do you get your ideas?

A writer relives moments, paring, shifting elements from here to there, shaping a narrative where parts appear in succession–understandable, available, gliding into the story. A writer chooses gems of emotion and picks the settings  to display those jewels to advantage. Polishing the facets can take the sting away, rubbing, rubbing at the rough edges, at the bits and pieces of untidy feelings threatening to catch the fine weave of passing time. The contrast between the writing of  words and their reading later on is the difference between the green of spring and the sere brown of autumn. That leaching of emotion limits the fallout, makes it possible to move the pieces around until the arrangement is manageable.

None of that gets to the driving force behind writing, especially if it is fiction. Escape is the thing…escape from what was and a doorway into what could have been. What should have been. The product of a fervent if only is the first level of foundation in a structure of lies. And yet the goal is to to find the truth. The purpose is to explain, if only to oneself, why something happened just that way, through deliberate actions following accidents of fate. The need to handle the pieces produces plot and action. The desire for reaction creates characters and their attributes. When all the elements have mixed together, the race is toward the aha! moment. Everything that’s gone before comes together, is tied with a bow.

But the bow becomes untied. The balloons lose their helium, the confetti is vacuumed into oblivion. The writer finds another story, another moment to be relived, to be dissected, to be rearranged. There’s another truth to be discovered and marveled over until all the pieces come together in pursuit of the aha!  And the exploration of the swamp continues.

 

 

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Heading for the Gold…

08 Thursday Sep 2016

Posted by Yvonne Montgomery in Colorado Gold Writing Conference, Uncategorized, Writing

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E-book reader with stack of printed books

Colorado Gold, that is. It’s time for the annual gathering of writers at the Denver Stapleton Renaissance Hotel, 3801 Quebec Street, Denver. Tomorrow night, 9/9/16, many authors, including moi, will sign their books from 8 pm to 10 pm. The public is welcome to come see us, ask questions, buy books. Hope to see you there.

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Near the end-end

14 Thursday Jul 2016

Posted by Yvonne Montgomery in Uncategorized, Wisdom Court, Writing

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plot elements, writing process

Portrait of crazy stressed young business woman screaming and pulling her hair over white background

No lick and a promise this time. I’ve sent All In Bad Time (Wisdom Court Book III) to beta readers for reactions and commentaries. Until I get feedback, I’m trying to clean up my work area and find and file all the scraps of paper decorating my study.
And how’s your summer going?

The problem with being sort of done with a book is the limbo left behind. I’m still thinking about plot points, still dreaming about scenes, and definitely still waiting to see what kind of comments I get. That’s the scariest part. During all the times I feel I was delusional to become a writer, I’m most convinced when I first show the tender shoots of my prose to someone else. (Can you tell I don’t work with a critique group?) Then I start dreaming about specific words to replace others, curse the plot points I didn’t stress in the “final” draft, and up the amount of antacid to deal with the ball of lead in my gut. Good times.

So, why do I continue to write? I have reasons, most psychiatric, but secretly I yearn for the moments when the world of my book gets several pieces from the universe, all at once. I love the joy of figuring out plot snarls, even as I peer over the edge of the abyss called Stuck In Space. I’m a total sucker for the rare and beautiful moments when characters talk and I just record what they say. I’ve never found any other way but writing to stumble into those highs.

Now, as I have to pretend I live in the real world, my hopes for you writers out there are these: may your words flow smoothly; may you enjoy your work in progress; may you finish with real satisfaction; and, of course, may your work hit the bestseller lists.

Cheers!

 

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Another Lick and a Promise…

11 Wednesday May 2016

Posted by Yvonne Montgomery in Hope, Random Thoughts, Wisdom Court, Writing

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Seedling of narcissus spring flowers growing from ground

Seedling of narcissus spring flowers growing from ground

I’ve been revising like a fool, hoping the revisions aren’t foolish. Thus have Twitter & Facebook lacked for much attention, and I haven’t blogged in a good, long while. So, here’s to spring, my dears, with all the tumult and drama our Colorado springs usually have. Here’s to venturing out to plant seeds and seedlings, even though we know the likelihood of hail and destruction for a few more weeks. Here’s to doing good work and getting enough sleep and finishing the tale.
I’ll be back soon with more reflections about life, liberty, and putting words on the page. Send me good vibes, please, so I’ll see my way clear to the end of the story.

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A moment of geese

04 Monday Apr 2016

Posted by Yvonne Montgomery in Life, Random Thoughts, Writing

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This morning I returned from the drive to school and got out of the car. A choir of sparrows and chickadees was rehearsing in a nearby tree, nearly drowning out the city-sounds filling my corner of Capitol Hill. Cars grumbled and a truck roared; a motorcycle spewed a raspberry at the skateboarders dodging potholes. A saw whined from a construction site down the street.

A flick of motion overhead caught my eye. Three gray geese skimmed the roofs across the alley as they headed south. Silent, swift, gone before I could do more than let out a breath of appreciation. Their wings sliced through cacophony with synchronized grace, leaving behind the discord.

Three Greylag Geese coming in for landing over a field in formation

I wanted to be like those geese: fast, focused, fully engaged in flight. Following where ideas led, turning aside for no interruption, stopping for nothing. For a moment that yearning cut as sharply through me as their wings had cut through the noise.

And then the day went on.

 

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Spring is coming…

28 Sunday Feb 2016

Posted by Yvonne Montgomery in Metaphors, Writing

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editing, writing process

I saw some crocuses the other day. Since I’m an old hand at using the signs of nature to interpret my life, I immediately associated those gorgeous little flowers with purple messengers of hope, new beginnings appearing where before there was only dirt. And as a writer, the symbolism goes deeper. Words spring from the brain like blooms pushing through soil. Ideas, paragraphs, stories are seeds waiting for encouragement, nourishment, panic.

I haven’t found a flower to represent that most efficient motivator of all. Panic gets the heart thumping and the fingers tapping, and words turn up on the page. No matter they’ve been pried out of their dank hidey holes under rotten logs at the edge of a swamp. Maybe a bare, twisted branch would serve as an image for that icon, a stark instrument of torture to prod those creative ideas out into a light offering the editor on the shoulder a grandstand view of their shortcomings.

Can you tell I’ve been writing under the gun? All In Bad Time, Book 3 of the Wisdom Court Series, is long overdue. I’m crawling toward the end over shards of broken metaphors and fractured grammar, but I’ll clean it up before I’m through. The signs of spring broke through the haze of plot points only for a moment. I’m back at work again. I swear.

First spring flowers: violet crocuses growing after melting the snow

First spring flowers: violet crocuses growing after melting the snow

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A Lick and a Promise…

19 Friday Feb 2016

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Sunrise at Haystack Rock on Cannon Beach Oregon

Sunrise at Haystack Rock on Cannon Beach Oregon

I’m writing madly, piling up pages so I can finish All In Bad Time,
Book Three of the Wisdom Court series. But I can’t leave the Valentine’s Day Greetings forever, so here’s something else to look at. Let your mind float, your eyes go out of focus, and think about the things that could have happened here.

Now write!

 

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