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I said more than a week ago that I would post pictures of our signing, and I don’t think I ever did.

“We” means both the Southern Indiana Writers and S. M. Harding and I, S. H. (Suzanne) and I both being in DYING IN A WINTER WONDERLAND, Wolfmont Press’s Toys for Tots anthology.

We approached our target:


Little did they know…. HA!

The Mystery Company turned out to be a great place, and we would have said so, even if it DIDN’T have a coffee and chocolate shop as part of it.


Jim Huang and a charming woman whose name I never got were actually happy to see us!


Suzanne (S. M. Harding) turned out to be not only a fine writer but a delightful person. She very generously donated a free cup of coffee to everyone who brought in a toy for the Marines’ toy collection box. This picture of her would be less blurry if I had partaken less of her generosity. Javajavajavajava!


We sold ALL the Toys for Tots books and people brought in so many toys the Marine had to make three trips to his vehicle to load up! Here are Suzanne, a VERY cute Marine and Old Lady Allen–in other words, me.


And a fine time was had by all.


Southern Indiana Writers’ next signing is December 13 from 1-4pm at the Harrison County Public Library.


Writing Prompt: The Mystery Company ONLY stocks mysteries, crime fiction, suspense and non-fiction related thereto. What kind of “dedicated” store would you like to visit? What kind would one of your characters like to visit or to run?

Not much today–busy and tired. I wrote 1500 words on the NaNo book–not blocked anymore–YAY!!

Went to Carmel, to a signing party at The Mystery Company, a GREAT store! Makes me wish I lived in Carmel.

Anyway, 2+ hours there and the same (duh!) back, and about three hours at the store, and, as a kid who used to be in Jr. H band with me used to say, “Ah’m tahrd. Ah’m rill tahrd.”

Pictures of the signing as soon as I have the time and energy.


Writing Prompt: Does your main character like to go on road trips? Get car sick? Like to drive at night? Have night vision problems? Afraid of hitting a critter? If he/she sees a big fat raccoon waddling in the road, does he/she try to hit it, try to avoid hitting it, or (me, me!) stop and talk to it through the windshield in a funny voice?


Here is where I ramble on about whatever happens to fall through my mind. I also have a professional site, where I post about my books, stories, news and appearances. Every month, I post a “Hot Flash” there–a story or prose poem of about 50 words. I hope you enjoy your visit. –Marian Allen

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