Back in the day, when I first started blogging, and didn't really know what I was doing as I fumbled around in cyberspace, Tara was one of the first bloggers I connected with. She has the most wonderful spirit, and has been a great source of encouragement over the years. Thank you my friend! And yes, we've come a long, long way, haven't we?
Now, three years later, she's completed and published her first book. Congratulations, once again!
So….. I'll hand you over to the lady herself —– take it away Tara!
Michelle, my belle! Thanks so much for having me here during this most thankful of weeks (in the US, anyway!)
When editing an MS, you sometimes have to leave some good scenes on the cutting room floor (or in the little electronic trash can in the corner). Here are just a few scenes that didn't make it into the book, outtakes from Pop Travel.
In the first chapter, I had to cut out a nice little scene getting to know a minor character. You know how that goes, have to get to the action!
The girls slid over to make room for her. “Sarah, you look terrible,” Claire said, raising her glass. They all laughed.
“Thank you. My doctor just said the same thing,” Sarah replied and got an added round of giggles. So much for quiet. She hoped the medicine lasted long enough to get through dinner.
“When are you going to take a vacation?” Barbara asked.
“I love my job. I don’t need a vacation,” Sarah said.
“Your lips say ‘No,’ but your eyes say, ‘Help!’” Kate said. The girls whinnied some more. They had apparently taken advantage of happy hour while they waited for her.
“My eyes? I just had them done. Besides, I see enough of the world when I work.
“It’s not the sights, it’s the sleep. You need to spend some time in your own bed. Alone,” Claire said with a wink. They all laughed again.
“Enough about me. Let’s order,” Sarah said and picked up a menu. “Hey, Barb, whatever happened on that date with Frederico?” she asked, raising her eyebrows at her.
Barb’s eyes tripled in size. “Sarah! You weren’t supposed to tell!”
The other girls outright guffawed.
Sarah winced at the sound, afraid it might summon her headache.
I also had to remove much of the "getting to know Cooper" scenes. Here is one of them…
Cooper dutifully played the messages. The first one began with a close up of large, faded roses printed on dull white fabric. The elderly woman was standing in front of the web cam.
“Is this thang on?” She sat down. Her twang was thick and slow as she spoke. “Uh, Mr. Cooper? Well, I guess I’mleavin’ a message. Hey thar, Mr. Cooper. This here’sEmogine Clark. I wanted to tell you all that Zuzu came home last night. He was jest covered in filth. I don’t know whar in the world he got to, but he’s jess fine now. See?” She held up the smush-faced ankle-biter. “So I guess the case is closed. Thank y’all anyway. Bye bye.” She made Zuzu wave, then she stood up and cursed at her compucenter before she got it turned off, making Cooper grin.
Thanks again, Michelle, for letting interrupt your regular programming! I enjoyed your company, as usual, my friend!
Now, here are some details for Pop Travel.
Pop Travel by Tara Tyler
A tale of deception and teleportation.
When a distraught client enters J.L. Cooper's small town detective agency, ranting about a pop travel teleportation cover up, Cooper takes the case. He blames the pop travel craze for his wife's death and would love to expose a glitch in it.
But the glitch turns out to be disintegrating travelers. And now, his client is dead, his secretary is missing, and a hitman is stalking him. Plus there's all the webcams watching his every move. Cooper must find a way to expose the deadly flaw, while using pop travel to escape the maniacs covering it up, not to mention save a couple of tag-alongs he's not sure he can trust. No problem.