Happy August! I’ve been glued to the Olympics most of the week, but managed to move Twin Killings forward to almost 23,000 words. It’s back to work tomorrow morning, so I’ll do my best to write and compose during non-busy office hours. It looks like some of us will be moving to another building for the spring term, so I’m not doing a lot of unpacking – just what I need. It’s been raining at about 4 pm every day this week, so I’ve been switching the writing office from poolside to inside a lot. Here’s latest:
Composition: Absolutely no productivity this week, but some thinking of projects to work on or begin. I think the musical atmosphere at work is more conducive to composing. Meanwhile, I hope you will peruse my Colla Voce catalog and consider using the free pdf scores.
Mozart Book: It’s HERE! This week I received my author copies of the book. Here is the citation:
Shrader, James. The Choruses in Mozart’s Opere Serie. Lewiston, NY: The Edwin Mellen Press, 2012.
As I reported last week, I’m considering looking to another non-fiction project concerning the choruses in Rossini’s serious operas which would seem to be the next logical step. Non-fiction works require months, if not years, of research, so I need to prioritize how I want to spend my time. I’ll keep you informed. Here are some shots of the book:
Twin Killing – We’re moving into what might be considered Act Three. I’ve got about 23K words in, which is about 96 pages. We’re breaking the ice in the relationship between Detective Charlotte Laster and Nick Flemons. They’re finally working together to thwart the second attempt of the Bonacci gang to assassinate Phillies center fielder Shane Hovis. Here’s a brief snippet:
Laster was prevented from answering by the arrival of two great looking salads. When the waitress left, Charlie continued. “We interviewed the security personnel at the stadium and turned up one Elijah Placke. His daughter, Aisha, was taken off the street Friday after school. To get her back, he had to put the rifle in 212, open the window, and make a copy of his pass key.”
“Wow! This is definitely a mob hit. Hey, will you start eating, I’m starving.”
“My, my, a Yankee with manners.”
“Don’t start that. I’m just trying to make a good impression.”
“Well, you’re on the right track.”
“Aw shucks, ma’am.”
They both took a few bites of salad then Nick asked, “So, what happened to Aisha?”
“They brought her back about 3:30 pm this afternoon. Dropped her off a block from her house. She was hooded or blindfolded throughout the whole thing. The only help she could give us was that she was put in a gray van with a sliding door. Hulet is taking the whole family to a safe house where we’ll keep two officers on twenty-four, seven.”
“Did Mr. Placke cooperate?” Nick continued to put away his salad.
“Yes, he was so nervous in the interview that he cracked right away. Even though his daughter is safe, he’s still scared shitless. He couldn’t tell us anything either. They called him and told him they had Aisha. He was supposed to make a copy of his key and leave it on his back porch. After they got the key, they called him again and told him they put a rifle on the porch and that he was supposed to put it in 212. Elijah, Carmella, his wife, and Aisha will stay under our protection until we figure this out.”
“We’ve got to do the same for Hovis.”
“There you go again, you’re very quick with the ‘we’ word, sergeant.”
“Look, detective, how long would it have taken you to figure this out if you hadn’t accepted my invitation for dinner tonight? I earned a spot on the team. Besides, I’m the perfect combination of baseball and law enforcement. I can get inside that clubhouse.”
Laster pulled out her badge and held it up, “This will get me into anything.”
That’s all for now. I hope you have a great week. I’d appreciate a comment or two and more Twitter followers @kleaspop. So, I’ll see you online! -Jim