Guest: Author Sherry Gloag

On this “Free Week’ here at Four Foxes, One Hound, I have another guest .I would like to introduce you to author Sherry Gloag.

Author Sherry Gloag

Author Sherry Gloag

Sherry and I met online as we have a number of mutual friends and acquaintances, the Hound and a Fox or two among them.Although we live an ocean apart, the magic of the internet brought us together, and her to you!
So, I will let Sherry’s official bio and her works  speak for her.

Sherry has included for us a short Point of View on Points of View!

Welcome, Sherry Gloag!

POV – or point of view – is what it says it is. It is the point of view of the character ‘centre stage’ in the story you are reading, writing, at any given time. But there are several layers to pov.
The author will have a particular image or approach in mind when they write a scene, but when it comes to the reader they may imagine something completely different.
It’s a bit like asking four people sitting round a table to describe a mug placed in the centre of that table. The design of the mug no longer matters, because – even if the mug is pure white – none of the people at the table can, or will describe the same truth.
One will see a plain mug with a plain handle; the next will see a plain mug with a plain handle to the left. The third person will see the plain panel of the mug and nothing else; he may know it has a handle but he can’t see it, while the last person seated at the table will see a plain mug with a plain handle on the right.
Each person will portray the mug differently. They are all truthfully describing what they see, and yet they are all seeing the same object. And if the mug had two different pictures painted on the sides of the mug, then the accounts would differ even more.
Unlike movies where settings become another character, in books those settings should be unveiled in a way that remains true to the author and still allows the readers to create their own impressions. This is where Deep Point of View comes in. The amount of ‘insider’ information offered depends upon the way the author presents their deep pov.
Deep point of view takes the reader ‘deeper’ into the story, or the character without slowing down the plot.
In my debut novel The Brat, published by The Wild Rose Press in 2010, the following, on the opening page reveals a lot about the hero while asking more questions about the heroine…
“Who is she?” He (Ben) raised an eyebrow in query.
“Miss Williams, sir.” His mother’s solicitor, Mr. Cranborne, cleared his throat. “She cared for your mother for the last five years.”
The clergyman bent to lift a small clutch of soil, which he threw into the open grave. His action was replicated by the woman. And who, Ben wondered, was Miss Williams?
“My mother never had two pennies to rub together in her life. For God’s sake the woman was a whore. Why would a classy female like that,” he poked the air with one finger, “care for her? What’s she after?
“She’s wishing on rainbows if she thinks my mother has anything to leave her in a will. She spent all her money on drugs, drink and men.
Further down the page Ben’s age is also revealed. While apparently irrelevant at the time of revelation, it is a pivotal piece of information that weaves the story together.
In my upcoming story He’s my Husky, published by EsKape Press, this opening scene, through Emma’s eyes, forecasts the trauma her friend Susan is about to reveal…
Emma waited for her friend Sue, as she did every Friday, with the exception of Friday the thirteenth.
On those days Sue refused to leave the house, which made today’s request for a get-together astonishing.
When Sue entered the café, she didn’t look too happy. In fact she looked devastated. Her usually immaculate hair hung loosely round her face, her normally sparkling eyes were dull and weary. As for her clothes… Normally a savvy dresser, today Sue looked as though she’d picked up the first items that came to hand. Her crumpled t-shirt shocked Emma, as did the grass stains on the knees of her jeans, and her trainers obviously hadn’t been cleaned in a day or two.
A few sentences on it segues into the unexpected, and unwanted, arrival of the hero, Max.

Please feel free to stop and make a comment, or ask a question below.


Best-selling author, Sherry Gloag is a transplanted Scot now living in the beautiful coastal countryside of Norfolk, England. She considers the surrounding countryside as extension of her own garden, to which she escapes when she needs “thinking time” and solitude to work out the plots for her next novel. While out walking she enjoys talking to her characters, as long as there are no other walkers close by.
Apart from writing, Sherry enjoys gardening, walking, reading and cheerfully admits her books tend to take over most of the shelf and floor space in her workroom-cum-office. She also finds crystal craft work therapeutic.
Sherry loves to hear from her readers.


The Brat by Author Sherry Gloag

The Brat by Author Sherry Gloag

He's My Husky and The Magpie Chronicles by Author Sherry Gloag

He’s My Husky and The Magpie Chronicles by Author Sherry Gloag


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Curing the Uncommon Man-Cold — Excerpt 2

Excerpt # 2
Curing the Uncommon Man-Cold
[A screwball comedy]

By Jeff Salter

Here’s the second short excerpt from my newest novel — a screwball comedy, “Curing the Uncommon Man-Cold”.

A stubborn boyfriend with the sniffles is the last thing Amanda needs in her apartment during THIS work crisis, but how can she get clueless Jason to leave without just ending their relationship?

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Excerpt # 2

From Chapter 1

Amanda, in her apartment; her best friend Christine visiting; Amanda’s boyfriend Jason on his way over. Christine has been trying to convince Amanda how impossible it is to deal with a sick male. 

“Okay, back up, Amanda. Let’s say you were in-the-bed ill, with doctor-ordered bed rest.” Christine’s hand went horizontal. “Would Jason take care of you at his apartment?”

“Are you kidding? He’d tell me he’d been evicted and show me a cell phone picture of a notice on his door.”

“Okay, you’re catching on. So, tit for tat.” Christine Powers crossed tanned arms beneath her augmented bosom. Divorced for about four years, she was financially secure because of her lucrative alimony settlement. Frankly, she had too much free time on her hands: brunette Christine had lots of urges and often followed up on them — she behaved more like a redhead. “In fact, if you were the one sick, I’ll bet Jason wouldn’t even help you here at your place.”

Amanda merely shrugged.

“Of course not.” Christine showed a satisfied smile. “I’m glad I was able to talk sense into you.”

“You realize I’ve got to help Jason.”

“Why? He’s obviously not worth it.”

“I do actually love him, you know.” Amanda sighed.

“Give me one reason.” Christine rolled her eyes.

“Well, right now I can only think of his eyes — they’re deep and soulful… and loyal.”

“A spaniel has interesting eyes and loyalty. Get a dog.” Christine was uncommonly pragmatic at times.

It was sometimes difficult to ignore Christine’s negative attitude toward the man in Amanda’s life. Why does she have it in for Jason?

Christine frowned. “So you actually intend to cancel your own home life for the next two weeks and baby Jason?”

“Don’t really have a choice. I can’t totally refuse to help my boyfriend. But I don’t think I’ll survive his sickness.”

“Okay, the only workable option is he stays in his own apartment and you bring deli soup each evening.”

“You must be joking.” Amanda bent forward until her face nearly met her knees. “He’ll be on Facebook and e-mail telling everyone he’s been abandoned to die. Somebody would probably start up a blog to raise donations for his cure.”

“Yeah. He does tend toward the dramatic. Probably got that from his momma, too. When boy babies nurse that long, they suck in a lot of drama.” Christine didn’t explain her certainty that Jason had spent more than the typical phase at Margaret’s breast. “Plus, I thought guys who played all those team sports didn’t get sick. This is weird.”

“You know, it is pretty suspicious that he fell ill during the one sliver of August when none of his leagues have any games scheduled.”

Christine’s mind obviously churned. “I still say there’s got to be another solution.”

“I’ve been pulling my hair out, looking for it.” Amanda tugged on the longer front tresses of her inverted bob cut — honey brown coloring this year. “I hate guys getting man-sick. If you and I had a cold like that, we’d just keep on going.” She moaned again. “I’m in for total misery with no escape. He’ll sit around in his jammies all day, contemplating what’s inside his jammies. Guess what he’s thinking about while I’m at work all day.”

“Sex… with you.”

Amanda nodded and closed her expressive blue eyes. “One time in that January siege, I was up all night bringing water or pills… or just listening to him whimper. I dragged myself to work, put up with nine hours of B.S. from my boss, and then crawled home. There was Jason — a stupid smile on his face, sprawled on the couch in those ratty jammies.”

Christine looked into her friend’s tear-stained face. “You didn’t fall for that old routine.”

“I did, back then, but I’ve wised up. So it’s mainly a matter of extra guilt.” Amanda recalled the previous occasion. “Don’t even get me started about the mucous and coughing… plus he hadn’t showered in two days. Yuck.”

Christine’s expression clearly indicated she shared that characterization.

Amanda slowly toppled over onto the vacant cushion. “I feel sick myself. Maybe I’ll go home to my mom.”

“Arizona? In August?” Christine poked her friend’s shoulder. “Just pull up your big-girl panties and tell him no. Jason cannot stay here with you, period. Just break the news quick and steel yourself against his whining.”

“I can’t. I’ve been trying to tell you: he’s already on his way over. Right now.”

Christine quickly began gathering her belongings. “You’ve got two choices…”

“Suicide is one. What’s the other?”

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I hope you’ll come back again for another short excerpt. If you’d like to see the first excerpt, scroll down to March 20.

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Back-Cover BLURB

A stubborn boyfriend with the sniffles is the last thing Amanda needs in her apartment during THIS work crisis, but how can she get clueless Jason to leave without just ending their relationship?

Fortunately, her divorced girlfriend hurriedly develops the devious scare-cure. Amanda throws everything at Jason that Christine can dream up and that apartment becomes the least hospitable place a man could possibly imagine. Extensive potpourri and a glued-down toilet seat is just the beginning.

But how serious are the privacy risks as Christine blogs about her scare-cure? Can this crazy scheme really get Jason out of Amanda’s hair at home before she loses her mind at work?

Will Amanda’s relationship even survive the kooky cure of Jason’s man-cold?

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Have YOU ever tended to a male with an uncommon Man-Cold?
How did YOU cope?

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Ooops! I did it again!

I missed Tuesday AGAIN, on the 8th. What can I say? I forgot. :( I’m NOT going to let that happen again. (I hope) Since this week is free week, I’m going to blog about the question I missed last week:

Would you want to be interviewed on some of the big NYC Television programs? Why (or why not)? Which show would you prefer to be on?

I would LOVE to be interviewed on a Television Talk Show! What better way to promote my books? I’ve got no problem with public speaking, and TV could be no different – you think? The show I would like to be featured on would be Oprah LOL! (of course, that show is not on any longer.)

So… The show I would prefer to be featured on today would be, The View. Currently in its 12th season, the show appears to be a very popular program. I would be so excited to talk about my books with the show’s co-anchors and hope its viewers would be interested in what I have written.

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My Guest: Australian Author Kate Belle

I was struck down with a cold last week and with my girls on holidays I’m running behind schedule …

Kate Belle came to the rescue with a wonderful blog post.


And please, don’t forget to check out Kate’s new book which will be released in Australia/NZ on 1st June 2014.

What is it about small Aussie towns?

Everybody has a ‘thing’ for them in romance at the moment. Rural romance is the most popular of all the sub-genres (save for erotic new adult) and it’s predominantly set in remote places – dusty deserts, wild mountains, dry farmland and mining towns. And there’s an entire group of romance writers doing coastal romances – love by the beach, often in small places.
Even though I don’t write in those genres, I too have a preference for setting my stories in small country towns. Having lived my childhood in small Victorian towns, you’d be forgiven for thinking this ‘thing’ is all about nostalgia. It’s not. I deliberately chose to set both my books, The Yearning and upcoming Being Jade, in small towns for very good sneaky author reasons.
Small communities are intense places to be. People know each other, or if they don’t know each other, they know each other’s connections. Which makes it difficult to hide things. And if you put a character into a setting where their secrets are easily discovered, where they have to work hard at pretending to fit in or preserving conformity, then you have instant internal and external conflict.
Case in point, my character Banjo in Being Jade is acutely aware of not only of his standing, but his family’s standing in the small town where they live. They are well known, generous and active Catholics on whom many people rely. Banjo was raised ‘in the community eye’ as his family was so visible and present in the community. During an argument with his feisty wife, Jade, he points out: ‘I fart in public people talk about it.’
Poor Banjo. I’ve paired him up with a woman who doesn’t care what other people think of her. She has been ostracised and judged by their community all her life and as a consequence she gives them the finger every chance she gets. Every time Jade draws attention to him, up go the stakes and the conflict for darling Banjo, who is driven to the point of madness by her obstinate independence. And stakes and conflict is what writing a great story is about.
It’s not only the closeness of community that creates a hotbed of potential for a writer, it’s also the quirky characters peopling small Australian country towns. Odd characters seem to be drawn to small places because remoteness provides them with some distance from the vast masses of humanity living in the cities. These interesting folk become a feature of the community itself, some of them are publicans, some are artists, some are hopeless trouble makers or control freaks. Their presence and actions shape the community and create a sense of the small town as a character of its own accord.
Margareta Osborn and Jenn J Macleod are two writers who are masters of quirky small town characters. The characters that people their books are painted with great vividness. They have unique dialogue, mannerisms, ways of being in the community. The community adapts to them and they help to shape the readers vision of the town itself.
Being Jade is set in Uldunga, an imaginary town located on the coast of northern New South Wales and loosely based on a real place called Urunga. Unfortunately my circumstances didn’t allow me to visit it in the flesh, but I long to. The northern coast of NSW is one of my favourite places in Australia (aside from the desert lands of central Australia) and Urunga looks to me like one of the best kept secrets of that area: beautiful bush and beaches, a quiet little town, a good place for dreaming. I hope to have a holiday there one day. Maybe I’ll find my characters there too!

Author Bio
Kate is a multi-published author of dark, sensual love stories that will mess with your head. Her interests include talking to strangers, collecting unread books, objectifying men much younger than her and ranting about the world’s many injustkate-o'donnell-2ices. She blogs regularly about women, relationships, sexuality and books on The Ecstasy Files (and anywhere else who’ll have her). She is also the creator of the Eros in Action writing sex workshop.
Kate lives, writes and loves in Melbourne with her small family and very annoying pets. The Yearning was released in 2013 to rave reviews. Being Jade is her second novel.

Twitter: @ecstasyfiles
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BEING JADE (Out 1 June 2014)
A tragic death. A family divided. One truth can set them free.
Banjo Murphy is killed on the night he finally walks away from his wife Jade after twenty five years of adultery. In the aftermath, Banjo is bewildered to discover he still exists, and in despair he watches Jade collapse into deep depression and his daughters, Lissy and Cassandra, struggle with their unexpected loss.being_jade_COVER_HI_res small
Lissy is tortured by the mystery surrounding her father’s death. What compelled Banjo to leave the night he died? Why won’t Jade talk about what happened? Despite their volatile relationship, Lissy believes her parents’ love to be enduring, but sensible Cassandra sees things differently. When Cassy discovers a sketch book chronicling Jade’s affairs, the truth of their parents’ relationship begins to unfold and Lissy’s loyalties are divided.
Searching for answers, Lissy contacts Jade’s ex-lovers. Watching from afar, Banjo aches as he discovers what these men meant to Jade – until Lissy’s quest with Jade’s long line of lovers uncovers an explosive truth …
One that will finally set her family free.

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TV and Me, the Interviewee

By Tonette Joyce

Would I want to be interviewed on a big-time New York City TV talk show?

Such is our subject for this week and frankly, I don’t think so.

What would they ask me about? My opinions? Well, I have plenty, but very few of them are backed up by real expertise, although, granted, a lot of celebrities speak out on many matters in which they have no real expertise.

Oh, well, perhaps I would be interviewed because I am a celebrity???

Um…not YET, I’m not.

I’d hate for it to be because I survived some terrible man-made problem or natural disaster. Then, absolutely, I do not want to be interviewed on an NYC talk show; I don’t want there to be any reason for it!

Unless, of course we go back to our last month’s topic and I could be interviewed for being the first to greet the Vulcans.

Or I guess it actually could be for my profound and highly readable writings, (not to be judged by many of my blog posts, especially this one).

I have enjoyed David Letterman. I once laughed so hard thumbing through a Top 10 List book that I made a fool of myself in a Barnes and Noble, but he’d probably be the last person I’d want to interview me, seeing how he rags on everyone.

I know Barbara Walters is retiring, so she wouldn’t be in the running for the job, but it’s just as well. She digs deep into a person’s background and meaning behind their actions. I don’t know if I’d like baring my soul that much to the world. By the way, it is a fallacy that she always asks people what kind of tree they’d be. Once when she interviewed an elderly Katherine Hepburn the woman referred to herself as an old tree. Ms. Walters then asked her what kind of tree. That set nearly every journalism teacher to instruct their students to ask people what kind of tree they’d be in any and every interview, as something profound. It wasn’t. It just HAPPENED. Once. It only meant something in context to what ol’ Kate had said.

I suppose it would be the same if I sat down with Larry King, (who I don’t think is in NYC). Again, too soul-baring.

I like Tavis Smiley, (in LA) and Charlie Rose, (who IS in NYC), but again, until my brilliance as a writer has a profound effect on the world, it isn’t going to happen. If it does, watch for me on PBS.

Now that I think about it, with the way MY life works, I WILL be on PBS. If I do get anywhere near the point of being an interviewee, my big-name NYC interviewer would probably be Ernie, Grover or, (God-forbid), Elmo.

What are your thoughts?

[Please forgive me if I don't get back to your comments quickly. Word Press and I have been experiencing technical problems. Thank you, Jeff, for posting this for me.]

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No TV Interviews for Me

… Because I don’t want to be badgered or baited

By Jeff Salter

This week is about whether we’d like a NYC [or west coast studio] television interview … and if so, by whom.

Leave me out of it.

All the so-called “interview” shows I see on TV are just platforms for either the host/hostess to badger their victims [i.e., guests], or for the guest to bait and snipe at other guests.  No thanks.  Even the Jerry Springer combat show interviews would be preferable to that.

However, if I were going to be interviewed on the larger TV stage, I’d pick somebody like Dick Cavett.  He was intelligent, considerate, subdued, asked thoughtful questions… and actually listened to most of the answer before interrupting or shouting down the guests.

Not sure Cavett is doing interviews these days, but if he is, somebody have his people call my people… and maybe we can set up an interview.


Would YOU want to be interviewed by anyone on any of the current network shows?

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“Hello, Possums!”

Welcome to 97th day of the year in the Gregorian calendar – there are 268 days remaining until the end of the year.

Anyway, before I dive into today’s subject, just wanted to emphasise how “trendy” or “up-to-date” or “with the times” the Four Foxes One Hound are. See, we talked about the universe and ETs out there during March and set an important topic with that. In fact so important, Bill Clinton felt the need to talk about it during one of his latest interviews!

Don’t forget, you heard it here first ;-)

Today’s topic goes back to the subject of television. We’re being asked whether we would want to be interviewed on some of the big NYC Television programs?

Let’s rephrase the question to a more international level, because honestly, NYC TV programs? Sorry. No clue.

After all, we’re international here, right?

A few years ago, I would’ve answered straight away that I’d love to be on the BBC Michael Parkinson Show. I loved his program and I really liked him, too.
Then, a big YES PLEASE I’M BEGGING YOU let me be on “Wetten, dass…” a German entertainment program, although, I’d prefer it to be hosted by Thomas Gottschalk. I’ve always been a big fan of his!
As for more local TV programs, I’d probably be scared out of my brains, but being a guest on the Dame Edna show would be sensational. I’d probably be laughing non-stop or be plain embarrassed. That’s what she does to you ;-)
Other programs that come to mind are Rove McManus Show (which doesn’t exist anymore), but I suppose more appropriate would be the “First Tuesday Book Club”.

Tell me about the big NYC Television programs you’d like to be part of!


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