Thought I'd give you a change and feature some short stories I've written over the years. Some have published in various formats, and some were written on spec. Hope you enjoy! We'll turn back to Christmas stories on the 26th.
Stage Fright
I eyed the microphone, which stared at me like a one-eyed monster, seeming to accuse me of all of my inadequacies. The voices of my childhood echoed through my head: You’re no good. You’ll never amount to anything. Who wants to listen to you? Nobody cares.
This wasn’t my first time. I’d stood on stage like this before, stared down the invisible critics, pushed away the voices that played like an endless loop tape.
I’d beaten them before. And I’d do it again.
Because I am a winner.
I opened my mouth to speak, but the only sounds escaping past my lips were a strangled version of ‘good evening’ that sounded incomprehensible even to my own ears. And I knew what I intended to say.
My audience shifted uneasily in their seats, pity and revulsion written across their faces. Disgust and disappointment evident in their glances. One even had the audacity to yawn.
At least, I think it was a yawn.
Hard to tell sometimes with the stage lights shining so bright.
I went back to my material. Open with a quick joke. Make ‘em laugh. Make ‘em lean forward, a sure sign they want more.
Not like the crowd last month. Now, that was a dead group. No laughter. No applause. No cries for an ovation.
Hopefully, this bunch would be better.
I swiped at sweat running down my temple, threatening to end up in my eye. I dislike pain. Don’t like the sting of perspiration in an open cut or my eye. Don’t like discomfort of any kind, really. I go to great lengths to avoid pain.
Hmm, maybe I could come up with a routine based on all the ways I try not to get hurt.
Then again, if I don’t want to get hurt, why did I choose to be a stand-up comic?
Perhaps, if the truth were known, I didn’t choose this life.
It chose me.
Back to the show. I swallowed hard, working my tongue around my teeth to get some saliva going. I should be nervous. These are all friends. I know them intimately. They know me. They want me to succeed.
Not like that crowd last month. No, siree. Hatred oozed out of their pores as they stared at me. If there is a God in heaven, they were praying like mad that I would fail.
Hmm. Maybe that could be another line of jokes, about prayers and God and whether He answers or doesn’t, and what about the ones He doesn’t answer. Do they just bounce around in time, waiting for their turn? Like a dandelion seed looking for a good place to light to take hold and send up yet another of those insidious weeds?
I straightened my tie, an old Rodney Dangerfield affection I’d adopted because the older folks remember him still. Give it a few years, when the oldsters have died off, and nobody will remember him. That’s okay. I’ll pick up a cue from someone else by that time.
I nodded at the crowd. Time to start. Cleared my throat and gave the knot of my tie another twist. Pasted on a grin I didn’t feel. Opened my mouth to speak.
And made the mistake of looking at that silver and black microphone once more.
Lost my train of thought. Felt like a fool.
I swiped damp palms down the side of my wool suit jacket. Should have worn something cooler. Wool in July was ridiculous. But it’s the only suit I own, and tonight felt like a special night. So I wanted to wear something nice.
What an idiot. Just like they said, I didn’t know what I was doing. I’d never amount to anything. If I messed up again tonight, then what? Should I simply quit? Get a real job, as my mother pestered me about three times a day? Go back to school as my geeky brother suggested? Join the army as my father insisted? After all, if you can fog a mirror, he says, you can be a soldier.
I don’t know. I watch television, and I see the footage from Iraq and those places. Seems to me they do a lot more than just fog a mirror. Don’t know that I want to be in a job where I get shot at. Main reason I didn’t join the cops, I guess. Those folks don’t get paid enough for what they do.
Nope, seems like the only thing I’m any good at is making people laugh at me, either intentionally or not. I learned young to make fun of myself. That’s what people seem to like. They don’t like it when you make fun of them. So in grade school I had a choice. Be funny or be invisible. Because I don’t have the looks or the brains to get by any other way.
No, don’t argue with me. I’m being honest with myself. And no, I’m not simply listening to the wrong voices. Too many people have told me over the years that I’m not smart and I’m not handsome. Not that I’m an idiot—or ee-jut as my Irish grandmother pronounced it—and I’m not ugly.
There’s simply nothing that stands out about me.
Unless, of course, you consider my sense of humor.
Now, I’ve been told that sometimes I go too far. Sometimes my humor is off the table, overboard, over the top, however you want to describe it. While I thought it was hilarious, my brother didn’t think so at the time when I dabbed black ink around the eyeholes of his binoculars and the kid had to go through most of the summer looking like he’d lost a fight. How was I to know that stuff stained the skin and wouldn’t wash off?
Still, I thought it was funny.
You know, just once I’d like to have an audience that laughed because they genuinely thought something I said was funny, not because it was so un-funny that it was laughable. That’s what this crowd looks like tonight.
I stepped away from the microphone, closed my eyes, pivoted, and faced the crowd again. Maybe if I don’t look at the mic, I won’t be intimidated by it. It won’t steal my words. My jokes.
My laughs.
“Did you hear the one about. . .” My voice trails off and I glance at my nemesis.
The words catch in my throat, and once again, I am five and sitting in the chair outside the principal’s office. Not even a week at school and already in trouble for punching a boy who stole my lunch money.
This world is so not fair.
But I am not that primary school child. I am a man. A grown man. With thoughts and ideas far beyond what those close-minded teachers ever dreamed about. And just like Einstein, who was told he was too stupid to pass mathematics, I have surpassed all their plans for me.
Because I’m a bigger man than them. I don’t judge people by the clothes they wear, by the family they were born into, or where they live.
No, siree.
In fact, I don’t judge people at all.
I assess them.
Like an FDA inspector in a slaughterhouse. Or a television personality at a talent contest. Or a—well. Okay. Might as well admit it.
I do judge people.
Just not on the same things as others.
For example, the woman in the front row. Big glasses, small hands. No concert pianist. Probably not a brain surgeon, either. But she makes the best chocolate chip cookies you’ve ever tasted.
How do I know that, you ask?
I know her.
Not like a close personal friend.
Not a relative, either. No, that would be Uncle Ernie in the second row.
Didn’t work with her. No, Susan in the third row falls into that category.
She didn’t work for me. No, that’s the mailman in the first row, next to this little honey of a cookie maker.
In fact, I know all of these people. Not intimately, mind you. I don’t think a person has enough room in their lives to know a large number of folks intimately. But I know them.
Take, for example, the guy with the big stomach on the right there. Him I know because he always goes out to pick up his morning paper wearing only his plaid boxer shorts. When I called him on it one day, he insisted they were his pajamas, and lots of people get their newspaper wearing their pajamas or a dressing gown. Same thing, he said.
Underwear is not the same thing as formal pajamas or a housecoat. Just because a person is too lazy to take off their underwear and change into true pajamas, the kind with a button-up jacket and pants with elastic in the waist, doesn’t mean they get to call their underwear by another name.
He didn’t think that was funny. Not one bit.
And the woman with the cookies? How do I know her, you ask? Well, she won a contest for her cookies and then paid for a billboard to announce that she’d won. I thought she was egotistical, and I told her so when I bumped into her at the grocery store. That’s where I learned she used store brand chocolate chips in her cookies, even though the contest rules specifically said she was to use the sponsor’s brand of chips. When I asked her about that little discrepancy, she sniffed and looked down at me and said that the sponsor’s brand was ten cents more expensive and tasted like hamster droppings.
I don’t know how she knows what those taste like, and when I threatened to expose her by buying a billboard and putting her exact words on it, she didn’t find that one bit funny.
You might be seeing a pattern here, and you’d be right.
Uncle Ernie? Caught him fondling a boy cousin of mine and when I said I’d tell on him, he said he was just having a bit of fun. I asked if Aunt Myrna would find his activities hysterical, to which he’d responded by threatening me to keep my funny-guy mouth shut.
The mailman? Saw him tossing my neighbor’s mail in a trash can. See, my neighbor is of another race. Heck, sometimes I think he’s of another planet, but that’s a story for another day. Anyway, when I showed the mailman a photograph I’d taken of him throwing away the envelopes, along with a zoomed-in one showing the address, he said he was playing a practical joke on the guy.
I didn’t think so. In fact, I asked the neighbor about that, and he said he’d gotten a foreclosure notice from the bank because his checks—which he put out on his mailbox for pick-up—weren’t making their way to the bank. So you see, the mailman was up to more than even I knew about.
At any rate, I said I didn’t think the practical joke was very funny.
And it wasn’t.
Heck, the neighbor may not be like me, but at least he’s quiet and doesn’t have a ’57 Chevy up on blocks in the front yard.
I eyed the audience once more, challenging them with my stare to make a comment about my performance. Sure, I know it hasn’t been one of my best nights, but even a funny guy has to have some un-funny times.
Susan glares back at me, her large blue eyes wet with—with what? Holding back her laughter? Has she chuckled so much she has cried?
Oh, I hope so. That’s one of the biggest compliments you can give a comic. That and telling him to stop because your sides hurt so much.
And what had Susan done to deserve a special seat at this command performance? Nothing serious. In reality, I’d have had her here even if she hadn’t mocked my stutter in the lunchroom, sending the other twenty or so employees into fits of laughter.
She’d been on my mind and in my plans for some time.
So here I am, ready to start once more, five of my best friends watching from the audience. I know I can make them laugh. I can do it this time.
“So a guy walks into a bar, and sitting there are a priest, a rabbi, and an evangelical pastor.”
Susan squirms in her seat, muffled noises coming from her mouth.
The mouth covered with silver duct tape.
Uncle Ernie kicks at the seat. I should have taped him to the chair.
The mailman’s head slumps on his chest.
Underwear Guy looks completely ridiculous, sitting there in his plaid boxers. I figure if they’re good enough for the neighbors to look at every morning, they’re good enough to go to a show.
And Cookie Lady? She doesn’t look very happy. No smile plastered over her face like the one of her in the billboard. Her blue ribbon has already been forgotten. The sponsor chose the second place recipe once news of the chip substitution got out. But that wasn’t punishment enough for her.
No, siree. I’m no judge, but I think she’s got a way to go yet.
You see, I don’t care if they think I’m funny.
Their opinion isn’t the one that counts.
I know I’m funny. I know I can make people laugh. And whether these folks laugh or not means nothing.
Because they mean nothing.
And just like the group last week, by sun-up they’ll be with us no longer.
If you remember, I already said I didn’t like pain.
That I would go to great lengths to avoid pain.
Of course, I was talking about my own pain.
Others, I like to see squirm.
As much—or more—than I like to hear them laugh.
And I love hearing people laugh.
Not at me, mind you.
With me.
I stare down at the microphone one more time, and the routine materializes in my head, in my heart, and out of my mouth, just the way I imagined it. Just the way I practiced it
Line after line. Joke after joke.
After a few minutes, I don’t even see these pathetic souls who have paid a huge price to see me perform tonight.
Here’s to dying of laughter.
And stage fright.
About Donna:
Donna lives in Denver with husband Patrick, three housemates, and two cats who rule the roost. As a hybrid author, she writes squeaky clean historical suspense and contemporary suspense. She previously published contemporary books under her alter ego of Leeann Betts, but now authors books in her name only. She has been traditionally and indie published more than 60 times in novellas, full-length novels, devotional books, and books on the writing craft. She is a member of American Christian Fiction Writers, Writers on the Rock, Pikes Peak Writers, Christian Women Writers, Faith Hope and Love Christian Writers, and Christian Authors Network; facilitates a critique group; and teaches writing classes online and in person. Donna also ghostwrites, edits, and judges in writing contests. She loves history and research, traveling extensively for both. In her spare time, she paints like a whirling Banshee Bob Ross-style in oil on canvas, minus the Afro.
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Cactus Lil and the City Slicker (Book 1)
A rough-and-tumble cowgirl, “Cactus” Lil Duncan longs for true love, but is afraid to let down her prickly exterior when a city slicker from New York City, with less-than-honorable intentions, tries to win her trust and her hand.
Written in Love (Book 2): Cactus Lil's Big City Debut
Lily and Peter Golding arrive triumphantly in the Big City. But when they learn of Uncle Phillip’s mysterious disappearance, Peter and Lily are pulled into the dark underside of the Big City, then thrust onto the front pages of the newspapers as ‘persons of interest’ in the investigation.
Can they survive the onslaught of attention on themselves, their marriage, and the seedy side of the publishing industry? Can they survive? Period? Or can they discover who is behind this nefarious act, save Uncle Phillip--and themselves?
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Hollenberg Hearts (Book 1)
A mail order bride. A crippled stationmaster. No way out for either of them—except with each other. Can they surrender their hearts and find true love?
Hollow Hearts (Book 2)
Can a widow and a loner discover a new beginning in the midst of tragedy, or are they bound to remain alone forever?
Hearts of Julesburg (Book 3)
Adventure and freedom—can a pair of Pony Express riders find their way from danger to daring?
Hearts of Midway (Book 4)
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Mail-Order Romance series: marriage sight unseen, hoping love comes later. Will these men and women find what they’re looking for?
New Hope Train (Book 1)
John Stewart needs a wife. Mary Johannson needs a home. On her way west, Mary falls in love with another. Now both must choose between commitment and true love.
The Road to Freedom (Book 2)
The Recipe Box Series follows generations of women from the birthing of the United States through to contemporary times. A recipe box is handed down, and our heroines find the answer they need inside this box.
Recipe for Disaster (Book 1)
A spinster, a man looking for family – Can God somehow turn this for good for all?
Cooking Up Trouble (Book 2)
An unsuitable match to satisfy a debt. Can Holly find another solution? An unsuitable calling--a man in the kitchen. Practically unheard of. Can Adam find the strength to step into his purpose in life? Or will Holly and Adam both resist God and make their own way?
A Fresh Start for Elizabeth (Book 3)
Elizabeth Maddock, widow and chef, answers an ad and finds herself in Boulder, Colorado, passing her infant son off as her brother.
Evan Hamden, childless widower, searches for a cure for TB. While drawn to Miss Maddock, he resists falling in love, But when his patients start dying, he doesn’t know who to trust. Certainly not this invisible God Miss Maddock relies on
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Healing the Wounded Heart series: Follow these brave women as they venture into fields of medicine early in
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Testing Tessa (Book 1)
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Justice for Julia (Book 2)
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Prairie Roses Collection: Adventure and romance in a covered wagon setting.
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Time Will Tell (Book 2)
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The Suffrage Spinsters: Tired of being ignored and treated as inferior members of society, the brave women of the mid-1800’s decided to do something about it. They banded together to initiate what is now known as the Suffrage movement – the decades-long fight for women to achieve the right to vote. The stories in this fictional romance series feature strong heroines of this era who were unwilling to give up their collective voice in order to discover true love.
Rollie's Riddle (Book 10)
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Dianna’s Dilemma (Book 18)
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David's Difficulty (Book 19 Hers to Redeem)
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A new home, a new name, and a new baby—who is trying to take all three from her? Kate McBride settles into life in Oregon City, Oregon in November 1879, while furthering her dream to solve mysteries. Her first case: find a missing woman. But when somebody seems intent on stopping her, she and Tom must join forces to reveal who is trying to stop them.
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Kaihtlyn's Choice (Book 19 of the Courting Chaos series)
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Oregon Trail Mysteries: Traveling west in the 1800s wasn’t easy, and neither was settling in Oregon City, Oregon. Join Tom and Kate as they explore the country and solve mysteries.
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A prostitute’s daughter, an outlaw’s brother, and a stagecoach robbery—can anything good come out of Deadwood?
A Pink Lady Thanksgiving (Book 2)
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Kingston Marchmont flees Australia in search of a new life—and a new opportunity to prove he isn’t the man wrongfully convicted and transported.
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Full color, great for reading aloud or with.
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By the Numbers series: Join Carly Turnquist in 2002 as she pokes her nose into one mystery after another. Watch as a nudist colony threatens to take over her hometown, then join her as she and hubby Mike travel the country, stopping by Bear Cove, Maine, often enough to still be called residents.
No Accounting For Murder (Book 1)
Most people think accountants are boring. Carly Turnquist is about to prove them wrong. Join Carly, a forensic accountant, as she gets involved with a mystery business that threatens her quiet East Coast town, embezzled money, a missing mayor, and several attempts on her life. Will she live long enough to reveal who the killer is?
There Was a Crooked Man (Book 2)
Carly Turnquist, forensic accountant, is joining husband Mike on a working vacation--working for him, vacation for her--at a dude ranch in New Mexico. First she learns of missing stock and unpaid invoices, then veiled threats and a dead foreman threaten to ruin her trip.
Can Carly figure out who wants to put this family-owned ranch out of business, or will she die trying?
Unbalanced (Book 3)
Carly Turnquist, forensic accountant, is at home in Bear Cove, Maine, happily planning her son's wedding, when she sees a bank robbery. The only problem is that nobody else sees the robbery, and when she tries to investigate, her credibility is called into question. Add into the mix her husband's long-lost brother who disappears, leaving his son behind.
Five and Twenty Blackbirds (Book 4)
Join Carly Turnquist as she accompanies husband Mike to his twenty-fifth college reunion in Arizona. However, a sleepy little town is about to wake up to its first murder in over a hundred years, and Carly's nose for a mystery is on high alert.
Broke, Busted, and Disgusted (Book 5)
Back in Bear Cove, Carly's best friend is being courted by a smarmy stranger, and Mike's latest client is unhappy with him. When the client turns up dead and Mike is nowhere to be found, the police suspect him, and the video and paperwork they have that shows someone matching Mike's description maxed out their credit cards and cleaned out their bank accounts is compelling. But Carly knows her husband couldn't kill anybody. Could he?
Hidden Assets (Book 6)
Carly Turnquist, forensic accountant, responds to a call from her friend, Anne, who is in the middle of a nasty divorce, and travels to Wyoming to help find assets Anne thinks her husband has stolen. But the mystery begins before Carly even arrives when she sees a man thrown off a train. Except there’s no body. Husband Mike uncovers an illegal scam in a computer program he has been asked to upgrade, and then Anne is arrested for her ex’s murder. Can Carly figure out what’s going on, and why a strange couple is digging in Anne’s basement? Or will she disappear along with the artwork, coins, and money?
Petty Cash (Book 7)
Can Carly enjoy a peaceful vacation on Cape Cod, or will a local ghostly legend and a murder keep her too busy to notice what else is going on around her?
A Deadly Dissolution (Book 8)
Carly loses more than daylight when the total lunar eclipse and crime come to town. Can she figure out what’s going on before the suspects escape?
Silent Partner (Book 9)
Carly and Mike take the vacation of a lifetime--an Alaskan cruise. Unfortunately, Carly can't turn off her nose for trouble. Or mystery. Pretty soon she's embroiled with a series of allegations, innuendoes, overheard conversations, and even a shoving match. And before she knows it--a body. Can Carly figure out who the killer is before she ends up floating on an iceberg--or worse?
In the Money
(Book 10)
A million-dollar jackpot, a missing neighbor who won the money, a mysterious investment advice friend, and a cyber-security expert blended together with a dollop of insurance fraud and a smidgeon of gossip—can Carly get to the bottom of it all without ending up sunk in the harbor?
Missing Deposits (Book 11)
Carly looks forward to a vacation when Mike is hired to assist a rancher family in western Colorado catalogue their various mineral rights following the discovery of a large copper field on their property. However, Carly soon learns that the real wealth—and the real danger—aren’t below ground. Someone is out to keep a secret bigger and more profitable than copper. And they’re willing to kill for it.
Risk Management (Book 12)
When Carly is confronted with three terrible monsters, will she survive all three – or will this be her end?
Carly can’t ignore a good mystery. But when her investigations come close to home, she must decide whether to step back or continue, because now her family—and her own life—are at stake. Will she continue? Or will she retire gracefully? Perhaps she can do both.
Mysterious Ink Mystery Bookstore series: Join Margie Hanson, Carly Turnquist’s now-adult granddaughter, as she inherits a mystery bookstore in Edgewater, Colorado. This light-hearted cozy mystery with a dose of romance series is sure to delight you as Margie finds herself in the midst of missing books, murder, hidden secrets, and clandestine affairs. She undoubtedly inherited her grandmother’s sleuthing gene.
The Game is Afoot
(Book 1)
When Great-Aunt Roselda calls, everybody comes running. But by the time Carly Turnquist, forensic accountant, and her now adult granddaughter Margie Hanson arrive, Roselda is dead. Follow Carly on her absolutely final case as she mentors Margie into the finer art of solving a murder.
Little Grey Cells
(Book 2)
During renovations to her inherited house, Margie Hanson, library science graduate, discovers a suitcase with several items, including a wedding album, a baby's bonnet, and a rare manuscript. Who hid them there? And why? And where did two people and a newborn disappear to?
Heavier Than Broken Hearts (Book 3)
Dead men are heavier than broken hearts—at least according to Philip Marlowe, the legendary detective. Margie Hanson discovers a copy of “The Big Sleep” in a box lot of books at an estate sale, and she snags it to sell in her bookstore, along with a spice rack and spices for her kitchen. At home, she discovers neither is what she first thought. Can she solve these two mysteries before somebody succeeds in snuffing her permanently?
Nothing is Easy (Book 4)
Margie hosts a Christmas mystery month, featuring four different mystery books for the month. When a series of murders mimics the plot in the books, and she is the prime suspect, she soon learns that nothing is easy.
Christmas Ridge Romance series: a small town in the Colorado mountains. A community center that is the heart and soul of the town. Can the entire town’s Christmas wish list come true?
A Mommy by Christmas (Book 2)
Standalone Books
Always a Wedding Planner Romance Collection
Business partners Felicity Anderson, the cake baker; Kiki Bell, the seamstress; Cassie Blackthorn, the coordinator; and Chef Saffron Delarosa are best of friends in a town that is a romantic wedding destination for many couples—who work together at Weddings by Design to make every bride’s special day perfect. Could each falling into their own romance be the key to working out their differences and learning to trust each other—and God—with their futures?
A Mistletoe Mystery (Merry Little
Mysteries Anthology)
Christmas trees, cattle—and mayhem. Can Holly & Ivy Christmas figure out who is behind this nefarious deed?
Christmas Past, Christmas Present
A widower and his two daughters; a boy lost in the woods -- all in desperate need of a Christmas miracle.
Can Grace and Luke solve the clues in her grandmother’s scavenger hunt and uncover the truth about their real feelings, or will the tension and their differences in goals and faith drive them apart?
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