The Devil Plays Dice Too (A Sneak Peak!)

Hi All,

I’m posting an excerpt from the tentatively titled, The Devil Plays Dice Too, which is the sequel to the recently published Someday Always Comes. This is a very rough, barely edited first draft subject to change at any nanosecond. I just wanted to give you all a sneak peak.

I hope you’ll enjoy it. Please feel free to leave constructive criticism and comments.

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THE DEVIL PLAYS DICE TOO
CHAPTER ONE

Our house was in total bedlam with cops and emergency personnel buzzing all around. Hypnotizing red, white and blue lights swirled around the neighborhood like disco balls possessed, ricocheting off buildings, cars, trees, the driveway. It was Spring Break, 2010, but for me it was more like Independence Day, as the strobe lights pierced the twilight like the rainbow colors of sky rockets on the Fourth of July.

It was déjà vu, and despite the iron fencing and the fact that our home was far from the street with a driveway two city blocks long separating the road from us, I knew the neighbors and the press had their faces smashed against the vertical bars of the front gates.

I’d experienced such bedazzlement before. But this time it was all slow motion to me and came with a much higher price: the newspapers, magazines, and TV news stations to name a few. For heaven’s sake, what were we going to do? The usually reclusive lifestyle my family and I enjoyed was now busted to pieces.

God, how I hope there would be a lesson for the public in this one. Otherwise, my daughter was just a murderer. Plain and simple.

My husband, Seth, tried to talk to me but I couldn’t really understand what he said. I stood leaning up against one of the pillars of our front porch. I slid down it landing on the top stair, head in hands, crying like a fool. Emotionally and physically drained, I just didn’t know what else to do. I thought this wouldn’t happen to me ever again.

And then there was Detective Ron Rosales. Yes, you read right. Rosales. He was there too. He was always there. Remember all those things I’d said about cops in the past, well, Rosales turned out to be different. He kept up with me for the most part. Always checking in on how I was and keeping up with the births of my kids. He and his wife, Anna, visited us now and then, and we them. Getting together for barbecues and such. Anna came to all my baby showers. They didn’t come to our wedding, of course, since we got married so far away and Rosales had to work. Crime doesn’t stop for a trip to the Virgin Islands.

Of course, I called him Ron ever after. When my kids were tots, they’d lovingly call him, Detective Ronny. He rushed to Wilmette from Chicago when he heard through the fast-and-furious police grapevine what had occurred at my house. But, I’m not sure if his being there made me feel any better. It did a bit, legally, but not really emotionally. Nothing made it better, despite that he understood me. I never saw this mess coming.

The half hour or so before the Wilmette cops showed up were the worst minutes of my life. Now I know what you’re thinking. You read Someday Always Comes, didn’t you? You’re saying, hell no! Something can be worse than some of the episodes in that story?

When I finally looked up, my eyes fell on my twelve-year-old daughter, Audra. She was perched on a stone bench in our front yard, poised like a warrior queen, looking at me pitifully as I cried like an idiot. My aunt, Kathy, sat by her side, holding her hand. My lifelong friend, Brianna, stood nearby with her arms folded biting her lower lip, trying to hold back her tears as she nervously turned this way and that way looking for answers that she’d never find.

Poor Audra. It should’ve been me by my kid’s side, not Kathy. But, I just couldn’t do it. My Audra was way too proud to take my love and coddling. She seems made of stone, that girl. I swear it. I have no idea where she gets that from.

No. I could not take care of her. I felt responsible for the whole thing. Seth and me, both. Then there was Kathy and Brianna. They were there too. Nothing we could do would change anything. We couldn’t protect the babies. We tried but there was just no way. There’s no way you can do anything when desperate, criminally insane men have their automatic weapons turned on your kids.

All our kids were there. Not just mine, but Brianna’s and Kathy’s too. We had no idea where Audra and Diana were when those terrible men broke into our home to terrorize us. But then, an infinite time later, there came Audra out of nowhere from below, like a wizard. Like, Rambo.

For the first time in many years, terrible menace visited me once again and this time I had no idea how things would turn out. And now that my kid shot a monster, I had serious reservations about Audra’s future as the authorities carried the body of a dead man-beast out of our formerly peaceful abode, all zipped up in a vinyl bag. Yes, it was worse than ever before.

What could we do? Despite there was so many of us adults, we were in no position to tackle two madmen with guns and put the kids’ lives in jeopardy, or risk the children seeing one of us killed. I wanted to shield the children. I would’ve died for any of them. Mine, Brianna’s, Kathy’s; even my son, Bret’s, best friend, Donald. Jesus, there was another woman’s child in my house. And his mom wasn’t there. Don’t you people understand that? Another woman, who expected me and Seth to guarantee the safety of her son; a woman we’ve known since Bret started kindergarten nearly ten years earlier.

There stood Donald, all wide eyed and breathing heavy. Both scared and shocked, but yet I’d look at him and see the wheels turning. He was trying as hard as the rest of us to figure a way out the mess.

And there we all were. All of us with our hands in the air…Seth and me, Brianna, Kathy; dare I say, even my twenty-year old son, Brandon. And we were helpless as one of the crazy monsters waved a gun at my two year old daughter, Abby, threatening me with her life as she cried and sucked on her fingers.

Well, there was only one chance…and once the intruders were distracted, Audra shot one of them and killed him. In an instant, instinctively Seth, Brandon, Bret and Donald jumped on the remaining man and nearly beat him to a pulp, wrestling the gun away, as Brianna and Kathy grabbed and ushered the other children out of harm’s way. We always taught our kids to face trouble head on, and Audra did that, despite she had to shoot the prick in the back.

Audra did it. She committed murder to save the rest of us. See, I know deep down it’s not about adults versus children. It’s who’s in the position to do the job right, and are they sharp enough, smart enough, steady enough to do what needs to be done if presented with the opportunity to try to put an end to a frightening, deadly situation. And my Audra was, as any of my intelligent children might have been. God knows, they’re all smarter than their mom.

Really though, we never know how things will turn out until after we take a chance. Sometimes we are forced to do things we would not normally do for the people we care about; for those who mean the most to us. Sometimes, a bigger tragedy can be stopped by a smaller one, like taking the life of one man, er…fiend…to save the lives of several innocents. We can’t know how things will turn out when we set out with an idea or goal in mind. No matter how safe or scared you feel, no matter how much you plan or don’t plan, care or don’t care…doesn’t matter…just throw any scenario out there. You never know what’s going to happen during the means to an end.

Unfortunately for most of us, knowledge comes after the roll of the dice. And we still keep playing.

Copyright 2013 Wanda S. Paryla

The Whistleblower…Or Blowhard?

…What a crock of crap.

It bothers me that some organizations that I support for various reasons are hailing this guy, Snowden, as a hero. I don’t think he’s a hero. There is a reason some things have to be classified. Some organizations are just hailing this guy a hero because he attempted to step on the US government, or hail a red flag. That’s why he’s a hero? Go join the Navy Seals, asshat. The citizens of this land have not gained anything from what Snowden’s done.

I find it odd how many citizens of the USA think they have to know everything the government’s up to. Um…okay. Yes, let’s let the government come on TV every night and announce what they’ve done all day. There’s a reason things are top secret… duh.

Has anyone given one thought to the fact that Snowden could’ve started WW3?…Yes, war…and among people who already know that other people are listening in. (I love the way China acts so innocent.) Yeah, we’re not all stupid here in the USA. And war with other governments not so friendly to the US could now be looming. Where will all the whistle blowing heroes hide when missiles are heading our way? I don’t care if the government wants to listen to my conversations or those of my neighbors. What do you people have to hide? We can’t feed starving kids or stamp out animal and child abuse, but we should give a damn about Snowden’s mission? I do not.

But I do care that someone decided to tell other governments that the US govt. might listen to their conversations. What that does is set us up for problems with other governments who are doing the same damned things. Why is the USA the only one who can’t listen to conversations of the Chinese? I assure you, all Simpletons, that Japan is monitoring China (who wouldn’t), and China is listening to Russia, Russia’s listening to Germany, Germany’s listening to Iran, and North Korea & South Korea couldn’t sleep at night if the last words they heard or read weren’t from each other. Tell me, if you were living in S. Korea, wouldn’t you want to know what N. Korea is up to? So why is it only the USA is the bad guy? Okay, let’s start WW3 because I don’t want the government listening to my Verizon calls…or to the PM of Britain saying good night to someone. *Yawn*

What the upside of the US government listening to others calls or monitoring the Net is…well, we might learn about a nuclear missile heading right this way before radar grabs it. Oh…duh. And I could go on, but why bother. Well, there’s those terrorists. It was okay for the government to watch those Boston bombers, wasn’t it? I guess we only need the government spying when we think it’s okay. Well, how about that whistle blower joining the army or navy or something?

Okay, then he wanted his identity kept secret, now he doesn’t care. Whaatt? This man isn’t a hero, he could well be just another man in a theater with a gun. He didn’t set out to help you, American citizens…he set out to F the US government and gain fame without even thinking of the consequences. No, not the consequences of getting caught…but how he’s put this nation at risk. I say that Japan needs to send him home. He doesn’t mind going to jail for this. He probably wouldn’t even mind a death sentence. Wow…let me go out among the stars in history because I got bored of my big salary and great health insurance.

Next, I might add, you know, I’m not a total fan of the US government. But I am certainly not a fan of other governments either… Especially ones that capture you, hold you prisoner in bamboo cages and stick bamboo shoots under your fingernails as punishment. Yes…that’s a true story reiterated from a Korean war veteran.

Please…this isn’t anything like Wikileaks. Or whatever that was. I think what Snowden has done is wrong and has put our nation at risk as the bad guy. Well, we’re only protecting ourselves from the other bad guys of the world. And it bothers me when any other country steps forward and acts like they’re so insulted by the things this Snowden is leaking to the…to the…dare I say, enemy? Yes, the world is still at war.

So, should he be tried for treason? Eh, whatever. I don’t think he’s a patriot. No, we should never totally turn our backs on our governments…and especially not other governments. But we can’t just think they have to run around announcing their every move to foreign lands. That would be detrimental to our people who live in those lands or our military bases there. No, Snowden is out for fame and I certainly hope he found it at the risk of every other poor can’t-find-a-job-to-feed-my-family citizen out there. Trust me…Snowden did not do this for all you inner-city kids. He did this for himself.

But hey…CIA. I need a job and if you train me, I’m sure I can be just as good at my new job as Snowden was at his job, but alas, I won’t leak documents and info to the public that could cause WW3. You guys do have health insurance, right? I could use that as I just spent 2 days in the ER and one overnight hospital stay without insurance. Oh, by the way… I have no way to pay for that. I wonder if Snowden can give me a loan?

Here’s the thing…What Snowden did will not help me pay for food, or my electric bill, car insurance, or pay my hospital bills. He did nothing for me but maybe cause a war…to make the poor poorer. There’s a difference between leaking news one can use, and leaking things that could start wars. Aren’t we tired of war already?

I figure a lot of people won’t agree with me. But I don’t care. Who benefits from what Snowden did? Not me. Not you reading this. No one but hostile governments and terrorists.

An Author Interview with ME…

Greetings all,

Jill Sanders, author of the Pride series posted an interview with me on her website on June 6th. My apologies for not posting this sooner, but I just saw it myself as I’ve been very ill and haven’t been online in several days. Please take a look…

 

http://jillmsanders.com/wanda-paryla/

Guest Blog: Do’s and Dont’s of Indie Authoring by Ionia Martin

Legends of Windemere

This week’s guest blog is brought to us by the delightful, funny, and hard-working Ionia Martin of Readful Things.  She also is the mastermind behind The Community Storyboard where writers and readers from all walks of life can gather for some fun.  Did I mention she’s hard-working?  If you haven’t had the joy of checking out both of Ionia’s blogs then I suggest you take the time to do so.

Now, I asked Ionia to make a list of Do’s and Donts’ for the Indie Authors.  I thank her for taking up the challenge and having fun with it.  Enjoy.

So you have decided to be an indie author, huh?

I can always count on Charles Yallowitz, the owner of this here excellent blog for two things. Number 1: He writes great books.

Number 2: He is always entertaining and ensures that his posts far outweigh any other responsibilities…

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Review and GIVEAWAY: Shadow of Night by Deborah Harkness

Teri Harman

Shadow of Night

GIVEAWAY

Fellow witch book fans, book two of Deborah Harkness’s All Souls Trilogy, SHADOW OF NIGHT  is now out in paperback (Book One: A Discovery of Witches)!!

Penguin has a free copy plus a set of cool alchemical symbol buttons for my readers.

WINNER: Jill Bartholomew!!! Congrats and enjoy, Jill. Thanks for entering.

I’d also like to invite you to join Harkness and her editor Carole DeSanti, the author of The Unruly Passions of Eugénie R, for a virtual book event on BookTalk Nation on June 4th at 2pm EST.  Fans can join by phone and buy personalized copies of the book by ordering online here.

GOODREADS SUMMARY

Historian Diana Bishop, descended from a line of powerful witches, and long-lived vampire Matthew Clairmont have broken the laws dividing creatures. When Diana discovered a significant alchemical manuscript in the Bodleian Library,she sparked a struggle in…

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Review and GIVEAWAY: Shadow of Night by Deborah Harkness

Teri Harman

Shadow of Night

GIVEAWAY

Fellow witch book fans, book two of Deborah Harkness’s All Souls Trilogy, SHADOW OF NIGHT  is now out in paperback (Book One: A Discovery of Witches)!!

Penguin has a free copy plus a set of cool alchemical symbol buttons for my readers.

WINNER: Jill Bartholomew!!! Congrats and enjoy, Jill. Thanks for entering.

I’d also like to invite you to join Harkness and her editor Carole DeSanti, the author of The Unruly Passions of Eugénie R, for a virtual book event on BookTalk Nation on June 4th at 2pm EST.  Fans can join by phone and buy personalized copies of the book by ordering online here.

GOODREADS SUMMARY

Historian Diana Bishop, descended from a line of powerful witches, and long-lived vampire Matthew Clairmont have broken the laws dividing creatures. When Diana discovered a significant alchemical manuscript in the Bodleian Library,she sparked a struggle in…

View original post 260 more words