




Every little girl has a dream & mine was to become a published writer. I recently reached that goal by having a short story that I wrote published in an arts & literary magazine. I also hope to have a novella or book published. I am currently writing paranormal historical romance along with crime-mystery type stories, both for young adults. I’ll still have interviews & contests, plus review books, so please join me on my journey. God bless you all. ~Cynde Bond Hammond, author






I'm really happy to welcome someone to my blog today that I consider a friend of mine and her name is: Diane L. Wood.
"What does that have to do with it?" you ask. Well, there are quite a few words that the Australia spells using the British spelling, for instance: "honored" in the U.S. is spelled "honoured" in the Australia and the UK. So, for the sake of clarity, when we come to one of "those words" in this interview, I will put the U.S. spelling in parentheses, to the right of the way Diane chose to spell the word, with one exception: the word Mum = Mom in the U.S.. I'll remind you once or twice when we come upon it, but I won't keep repeating it, because it will be too distracting if I do, OK?
D: Our house was broken into, twice. I’d lived all my life in Melbourne and loved being close to family, friends, shops and everything else that there is an abundance of in big cities. The robberies however overshadowed those pleasures. We felt unsafe, violated. My husband had lived in sunny Queensland for five years when he was a kid and always wanted to return and live there. The robberies changed my mind about suburbia. I suddenly thought it was a good idea to move.
C: Is there a particular novel that you’ve read which made a lasting impression on you?
The Internet is a wonderful tool for writers. I used it for yet more research on events and historical facts, etc.
D: My current project is the life and times of my Dad. It’s coming together faster because he’s jotting down all he can remember and I have one person to consult with instead of many. It’s an interesting read. He lived his younger days in a time when people made do with what they had or made it with their own hands or went without. And as he has said on a number of occasions, I don’t know why my mother didn’t shoot me when I was a kid. I was a spoilt (spoiled) terror.
D: It wasn’t a writing competition, Cynde. Many years ago, before I discovered writing, I lived in Melbourne and regularly bought the "Family Circle" magazine. In one edition, "Eveready" batteries had a competition in which the entrant was given clues to find the buried treasure on a little map. The spot was 2/3 of the way between point ‘A’ and point ‘B’. Being a stickler for accuracy, I used a ruler to find the exact spot, I marked it with a dot, and put a "cross" over the dot. Obviously, the officiator used a template to check entries, and I won second prize. I hear you wonder, "What was the first prize"? It was a fur coat and a gold ring with a very large diamond on it. I was extremely lucky to have won second prize; the prizes were the car and the trip! At the time, we had three young children and one income, and the win helped us financially, plus it also gave us, a set of struggling young parents, a relaxing, carefree break from our much-loved children.
I rang my husband at work. He had to come home. He couldn’t focus on the job at hand. He walked in the door with a huge grin on his face. I raced the length of the kitchen and jumped into his arms. We twirled around laughing and giggling like a couple of school kids.
D: A few years back the local free newspaper ran a Valentines Day Competition. I won it one year and came in second the next.
2. Edit your story to within an inch of its life.
D: To those who have just begun their writing path I would say, read a lot of what makes your heart sing, be it poetry, fiction, non-fiction, newsletters or whatever. When you find what you most love to read, start by writing in that area. When you’ve got a lot of experience in your heart-held field, you can try other stuff.
Join a writer’s group and/or a critique group. Be brave when told what is wrong with your story/poem and take it as a compliment that your piece has been read and the reader takes the time to give feedback. It’s invaluable. Ask friends and family to read and give honest critiques. Hope they do tell you where your piece needs attention and be grateful. Some writers pay a lot of money to have this done professionally.
Writing a story is the easy part. Editing takes many times longer. Sink your teeth into the long haul and you will produce the highest standard of writing. When you feel the 100 or so edits you’ve done has produced the best manuscript you can, send it to publishers or if you’re impatient like I am, publish it yourself through web-sites like lulu.com. It’s free to use up to the point of buying a copy of your book.



The book that I am going to review today is entitled "ROSE: A True Lady" and it was written by Diane L. Wood. Diane has attended a weekly, six-lesson creative writing class and she enjoys memberships in local writing groups, Romance Writers of Australia and Queensland Writing Centre. She has written many poems, a play, three novel-length manuscripts and many short stories. Two of her poems have won prizes and a short story entitled "Revenge" was published in a magazine. Her next project is going to be "the life of her father".

" A life-time fascination with my grandmother brought this story to fruition. Her life was one of illness, hardship and deathly incidents. She found humour where
appropriate and sometimes perhaps where it was not, and laughed at her own doings. She was deeply loved by her own family and friends who have generously shared their
memories of her. The documenting of this story is therefore a valuable collection of
memories. To those who were not fortunate in meeting her, her story is a fine example of living during the hard times of the early 1900s through to the 1970s and as such is a part of our heritage. It gives a glimpse of how it was back then. Through all of it Rose remained true to herself and her family.
In 2004, thirty years after her passing, she was contacted via the wonder of
hypnotherapy. The session was recorded and transcribed. The edited transcript has been slotted into the story in relevant sections and appears in blocks of Italics.
Hypnotherapy sessions can reveal a lot of information. The details are heard by
the subject while in a trance state, the subject then passes it on to the hypnotherapist, much like the party game where a sentence is whispered from ear to ear down a line of players. At the end of the line the sentence is said out loud. By the nature of the human brain the words are always altered slightly by each person and ends up totally different.
Similarly, during hypnotherapy the details said by the subject often are not the exact words or wording they hear. In this case it may not portray Rose’s exact manner of speech.
Everyone remembers from different perspectives. The police, for example, interviewing those present at an incident scene know they will hear a different story from each witness. The accounts herein are no exception and sometimes may seem
contradictory.
No-one’s life can be compacted down to a few hundred pages of text and be
complete. Life is complex and has many facets, too many to document in one volume.
The following collection of memories gives an overview of a mother and her family. It is a story of a family.
These most memorable moments are intended as a tribute to my grandmother and
her life achievements.
Where possible historical facts have been verified."








