Wednesday, February 28, 2018

Meet Mystery Author J.Q. Rose, Giveaway

Thank you, Roseanne, for hosting me this week. You're the final stop on my Winter Blog Tour for my newest release, Terror on Sunshine Boulevard. I'm celebrating this journey with you because you're the one who helped me with the manuscript and have been a wonderful supporter throughout my writing career. Sending you warm HUGS!

Dear Reader, You can get in on the celebration too by becoming the lucky commenter to win a PDF copy of this paranormal mystery. Just say hi, send Roseanne a hug, or leave a comment below and you'll be entered into the drawing. Deadline for entry is Sunday, March 4, 9 pm ET.

Why I Write by J.Q. Rose

Why I Write by J.Q. Rose
About two years ago we attended a concert by Joseph Martin, a master pianist and composer of sacred music. When he played the piano, the music was so beautiful, tears surprised my eyes. Emotions of joy, inspiration, power, thankfulness filled the night as Mr. Martin shared his mastery of the piano and his anthems sung by our church choir. One after another were simply feeding my heart. What a gift he has for blessing others with his music.
Joseph Martin--Master of the Piano
Photo courtesy of by nuchylee
As I listened, I realized this is what I want to do for readers. I want to give them joy when they read my stories. If a reader finishes my book, and the story is one she will remember for the entertainment, the surprises, the humor and the emotions that played through her as she read, then I have accomplished my reason for writing.

What about you? Why do you write? And for the reader, what are you looking for in a book of fiction and/or non-fiction?

For more information about this world-renowned composer and performer, go to Joseph Martin's website here.
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Terror on Sunshine Boulevard by J. Q. Rose
Paranormal mystery
Back of the Book: Terror on Sunshine Boulevard by J.Q. Rose
 Rescuing a naked woman lying in a geranium bed? Investigating mysterious murders Not the usual calls for first responder Jim Hart. He expects slip and fall accidents or low blood pressure emergencies in his retirement community of Citrus Ridge Senior Community and Golf Resort. The ghastly crime scenes turn the winter time fun into a terrifying season of death and mystery when the authorities cannot track down the predator responsible.

Jim and his wife Gloria could escape the horror and grief by returning to their northern home, but concern for their friends and residents keep them in Florida. With the entire community in a dither over the deaths, the Harts participate in the normal winter activities of golfing, dancing, and pool parties with their friends to distract them from the sadness and loss.

Can Jim and Gloria work with the authorities to discover who or what is killing the seniors on Sunshine Boulevard and stop the increasing body count?
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About J.Q.
After writing feature articles in magazines, newspapers, and online magazines for over fifteen years, J.Q. Rose entered the world of fiction.
Author J.Q. Rose
Her mysteries published by BWL Publishing are Terror on Sunshine Boulevard, Dangerous Sanctuary, and Deadly Undertaking. Blogging, photography, Pegs and Jokers board games, and travel are the things that keep her out of trouble. She and her husband, Gardener Ted, spend winters in Florida and summers up north camping and hunting toads, frogs, and salamanders with her four grandsons and granddaughter.

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Friday, February 16, 2018

Mother Nature Has a Sense of Humor

What else can it be with the weather warm one day and freezing cold the next. January was a bitter cold month. Not unusual to have sub zero temps for a few days in January. It is winter, after all. This year it started the last week in December with temps in the teens and went well into the first week in January.

Before we knew it, by the middle of January the temps were spring like – rising all the way to 55. Great time to take down the Christmas lights and I took advantage of it. Many people did.
February started out up and down, but mostly below average until the 9th and then a warm front moved in. Not that I’m complaining mind. I don’t much like those frigid temperatures. Never did. Not that I care much for the high heat of summer either. It could stay in the mid to upper 70s all year long and I’d be happy.

This week has been fairly mild with temps working their way up to 60 yesterday (2/15).  Today, it’s going to be 33, below average for this time of year. Next week promises more warmth with highs in the mid 60s. Unfortunately, it’s going to rain.
Can’t have everything, after all it is winter in Ohio. We’re lucky to have the warm temps. I’m hoping for an early spring, but I’m not holding my breath. We often have our biggest snow storms in March. Heck, we’ve even had them the last week of April. Yep, Mother Nature’s sense of humor again.  I guess no one told her Spring is supposed to begin March 20th.

Sometimes I wish I can go south for the winter, but then I think about it. I’m too family-oriented. I couldn’t be away from them for that long. I know they’d get along without me just fine, but… would I get along without them? Probably not. I like our get-togethers. Like having them close at hand in case I need them. I’ve been blessed they all live within 15/20 minutes the farthest and five minutes the closet. If I have an emergency, I know they’ll be here quickly. So call me a home-body.

Getting through winter hasn’t been too bad since we retired. If it gets bad, we just stay home. I’ve got a freezer stocked with meat as well as frozen (homemade) spaghetti sauce and chili. We certainly wouldn’t go hungry. I’m blessed to have my nephew plow our snow and they keep the streets pretty clean around here, so we’re really not snowbound – at least we haven’t been for a while.

So Mother Nature can keep her sense of humor. I’ll laugh right along with her. 

Wednesday, February 7, 2018

To Microwave or not - Call me old-fashioned

Recently I attended an online party for Pampered Chef – the representative posted a bowl to make popcorn in the microwave. Now, I love popcorn as well as the next person. Haven’t made it in a while, but every so often I get a taste for it.
Rca 0.7 Cu Ft Microwave, Black
I responded in the comment section that I didn’t have a microwave. The representative replied that it was time to get one.  I had to chuckled and responded I didn't like them. She didn't reply, so I hope I didn't offend her. 

We just recently moved, and I got rid of two microwaves. Yes, two. And I didn’t use either one. One sat on a small cabinet in my kitchen for several years, the other was stored in my attic. Why? It was given to me by my son to use in our motor home. I had it in there for, maybe, a couple of weeks. Never used it, and it took up valuable space that I could use for something else.

So, I got rid of them. It’s not that I don’t like microwaves, they have their place and they’re great for some people. Just not me. The only thing I ever used mine for was to reheat left overs, and even then, it wasn’t often. If I was heating leftovers, it was usually for both my husband and me. Took less time to do it on the stove.

When we moved, I looked around the kitchen and, although I have a lot of counter space, I couldn’t picture it anywhere. I prefer to keep my counters uncluttered. I have a Kitchen-aid mixer and toaster on one counter, and I’d really rather have them put away, but the mixer is too large to put in a cabinet an hubby uses the toaster every day. He has a hard-enough time pushing it back on the counter, let alone putting it in a cabinet, so it stays out.

Hence the reason I don’t have a microwave. Why keep something I never use. Besides, making popcorn the old-fashioned way, on top of the stove isn’t all that difficult and, in my opinion, just as quick.

Maybe there’s a little of Aunt Beatrice Lulu in me – she loved to cook and bake from scratch. You can find Aunt Beatrice Lulu in my Family Affair series – 

All in the Family

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