A Request to Rate the Books You Read

I am borrowing this from author Paul Russell Parker as he said it so much better than I!

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Hello, readers and fans! Remember, you don’t have to purchase my books from Amazon to leave a rating or review. If you were gifted any one of my books, downloaded them for free, bought them, found them in a Little Library, found them at a rest area, at a mall, some other random place, etc… You can still leave a rating. I encourage and ask that you do so, regardless of how you received any copies. If you really enjoyed my books, let me know. My main concern is how well you liked my stories, not how much I can make.

Ratings and reviews really help. It helps other readers know that they are getting a good read, and it also helps me, the Author. When I see how much someone enjoyed one of my books, it reminds me why I’m doing this in the first place. I want you to have a new literary universe that you can lose yourself in after you had a long, frustrating, or busy day.

So, go ahead and leave a rating or review at AmazonGoodreadsBarnes & NobleBooks A Million, etc. You don’t have to post much more than two or three words if you don’t want to. Even just a star rating will do. After that, you can follow me on my many social media platforms.  Thanks, and I appreciate the time you spent reading my books and reading this post.


The Great American Road Trip of 1966, Seeing the Sights in A Ford Wagon

There is nothing like a month long car trip pulling a camper for a seven-year-old girl. My sister and I were invited to take this megatrip with our grandparents and even today, I have stark and vivid memories of this trip.  I have seen a photo of us dressed in our bright yellow, matching traveling outfits, preparing to leave Birmingham Alabama for our road trip to California. I actually remember that picture being taken and the moments leading up to it. I was so excited my stomach was in knots and I was afraid of getting carsick before we ever cranked up the white station-wagon.


Worst memory was when we stopped at the beginning of the trip and my grandmother picked up some little sachets for our purses. By the end of the month, I was so nauseous from smelling those potent sachets I could just die. I am sure it was intended to be pleasant, but it was an epic fail.  I never want to smell that scent again.  I guess just like in Family Vacation it was meant to keep the back seat odors to a minimum.  

We pulled along behind us the pop-up camper that we spent so much time in and around each evening.  My grandmother at the end of each day and hundreds of miles, would cook a meal on the butane Coleman stove. It was a meal with veggies, a meat or fish and she cooked on that pop-up stove like it was her regular gas stove at home. I can not remember eating a meal in a restaurant. She made dinner every night, state after state.  The one exception was when there was a tornado warning and we stayed that night in a motel. It was a scary night on the plains. Coming from Tornado Alley, we do not take a tornado warning lightly. So it was one secure night in a roadside motel.

From crossing the Mississippi River to following along the Platt River, bit and pieces of memories float in. There was a camp in North Platt Nebraska where we met a group of girls. My sister and I became fast friends with them and posed for pictures with them. It was a sunglasses extravaganza.  There is nothing like seven and eight-year-old girls in horn rim sunglasses to scream 1966.

My fear of being stabbed in the back in my sleep, which leads me to still only sleep facing the bedroom door, was initiated during that trip. My eight-year-old sister felt it was funny to tell me to sleep against the tent’s canvas side in case a rogue longhorn rammed the camper. Oh yeah, the fear was real and lasting. Now I can laugh as long as I am facing the door at the time. That was my Texas memory.  It was a keeper obviously.

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When we climbed down from the Rockey mountains and went into the deserts of Arizona and California was another great focal point. It consisted of the two girls in the back seat changing clothes from winter mountain appropriate gear to a nice polyester short set, matching, of course.  As long as we are in the desert, there was the recollection of a sign that said last water for the next hundred or so miles.  I can’t remember the number, but it was large.

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The next memory is of the road trip crew sitting under a peak of rocks waiting for someone to stop and share water with us when the car overheated.  There is nothing so hot as being in Death Valley waiting on the kindness of strangers. I have no clue how long we stayed there, but we must have made it out before dinner time, or I would have remembered missing dinner.

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San Francisco’s memory was of my Grandfather running red lights because they were hanging on the right side of the street instead of the center. It took my Grandmother a few illegal crossings to get her point across. Her tone of voice might have been hard to understand as she was screaming “Arthur, Arthur, you are running the red lights. We are going to wreck, or get a ticket!”  It was pretty intense. My other memory of San Francisco other than the double-decker bridge was turning left at a Dairy Queen. I so wanted to go to Dairy Queen. There was a huge sign of a milkshake and I wanted one badly.

The massive trees in Sequoia National Park,

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Seeing across to British Columbia from Oregon, and watching a deer chew bubblegum on top of snowy Mount Ranier.

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Then there was the fire on Bald Mountain Idaho, obviously, we were terrified, the air was filled with smoke and the scent of burning pines. It probably resembled this fire from 2007.  

I remember seeing it out the window of an antique store we were shopping in. It might have been in Ketchum I got a little miniature Kerosene lamp. I loved that lamp. It was clear glass and about 8 inches tall.

The rest of the trip is a bit of a blur, but when my sister and I get to talking about it, I have a few more memories crop up. It was a once in a lifetime experience for a girl my age to get to go to about 30 of the 50 states.  It was an amazing adventure and I hope I shared my appreciation to Mama Kate and Grandpa for the opportunity.

Thanks for taking this trip down memory lane with me. I hope you enjoyed it and it made you remember an epic vacation of your own. If so, share it, I would love to read yours.










New Author Page Needs Some Blog Love!

Path of the Writer
The Path of the Writer


Sojourner McConnell has increased her writing over the last months and will be releasing at least 1 new book by May 2017. With that in mind, an author page just for her work alone has been created. Now, she needs some love. She needs some lovely Google Plus subscribers and Blogger friends to follow her page. She just needs some help. Lonely Sojourner misses all her Friends on WordPress.

I have the best followers and friends in the world and would never impose, but I sure could use some support on the new page.  I will continue to do reviews and there will, of course, be some overlap on our content, but I felt this was a good fit for Sojo.  I hope you feel welcome at both sites and find enough to keep you entertained.  After resting up from the marathon posting on MTW I am finally back in the groove and am anticipating

After resting up from the marathon posting on MTW I am finally back in the groove and am anticipating Camp NaNoWriMo and completing another book. I am so excited about this new story. It is trying to get me to write it before next week and I am taking copious notes from what the characters are sharing. I can tell you this much though when someone close to me read the first few pages, they said that it had a Sean Connery vibe.

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One ping only, please.

You know I love The Hunt for Red October, so I was beyond thrilled with the comparison. I am having to make myself not talk about it on here. It is just too much fun to chat about, and write about.

There is another quite different anthology coming out soon in which I hope to be included. I will know more about that later and will share as soon as I know.

On a totally different note, my cat Mufasa has a man cold. It is pitiful to see him unable to hunt and glare at us as we walk past him.

Thanks for always being so special to me. I have from the first day I started reviewing and sharing been so supported. I hope you feel I am supportive of you as well.  Thanks for your time!





3 Books in the Works, Fun time in my Head and on my Computer

I had a little book, it was the merest thought, the merest character until it blossomed into a full-fledged idea and a full fledged story.

I said I would be working on a new genre and I am happy to announce  I am well into the story and I am very excited about the characters and their interactions.

I started with one type of book in mind and took it up a notch. I am so glad I did. These characters had so much more going for them than I at first imagined.  I do love when a character shakes me up and says “Hey Listen!”

I am listening Dolcey, I am listening.  Hurry up and tell me what I need to know. Hiram needs to get his story out too.

Don’t worry Hiram, I have you started too. Hold on, hold on, you are about to be set free. Keep feeding me your backstory. I am listening.

Two strong characters with a lot of appeal coming soon.  Oh, what a time to be writing!


Making Goodreads a Partner in your Success Story

Goodreads is a site I go to on a regular basis. Both as an author with books listed and as a reader with reviews showing. I created my account before I became an author and I write under a pseudonym so I didn’t think to check and see if my book was up there. Then one day I checked.  It was there!  I had to make a new account to attach it to the author page. From there, it was a  race to learn as fast as possible how to make Goodreads a good fit for me. Me the author, not me the reviewer.

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Mystery Thriller Week Book Review: Writing Vivid Dialogue by Rayne Hall

Writing Vivid Dialogue: Professional Techniques for Fiction Authors (Writer's Craft Book 16)Writing Vivid Dialogue: Professional Techniques for Fiction Authors by Rayne Hall

  • Print Length: 143 pages
  • Publication Date: January 4, 2016
  • Sold by: Amazon Digital Services LLC
  • Language: English


My Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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Mystery Thriller Week Book Review: Creating Character Arcs by K. M. Weiland

Creating Character Arcs: The Masterful Author's Guide to Uniting Story Structure, Plot, and Character Development (Helping Writers Become Authors Book 7)Creating Character Arcs: The Masterful Author’s Guide to Uniting Story Structure, Plot, and Character Development by K.M. Weiland

  • Series: Helping Writers Become Authors
  • Paperback: 282 pages
  • Publisher: PenForASword (October 28, 2016)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 1944936041
  • ISBN-13: 978-1944936044



My Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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An Hour with Vicki and Sojourner McConnell. Fun with Yvonne Mason

I was so honored to be asked by Yvonne Mason to be on her online radio program. She is a mystery/thriller writer in her own right, and I was excited to say yes.  I am starting her book The Mad Hatter this evening and I can’t wait.

The hour-long event was so fun. Once I put my nerves aside. I am not the most outgoing person, but I am in line for the most talkative award.  The interview was about my writing as Sojourner McConnell and I was able to share the story behind The Path of the Child. I was also able to discuss Mystery Thriller Week and my WIPs .

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I Found My First Easter Egg, Then I Found Another, and it is not Even February!

Everyone loves to wake up Easter morning and find that the crafty bunny has spent all night dying and designing those adorable eggs. It is not expected in January though.


No bunny had hippity hopped into the house.  Beau would have barked if that had happened.

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Listen to my Story: Sojourner McConnell


Once you have been on this planet as long as I have been,

After you have encountered the harshness and the beauty I have seen.

Collect your thoughts and embrace the visions of what you’ve learned,

Share the moments you captured, the dreams for which you’ve yearned.

Tell your story loud, clear, and honest, tell it often, tell it true.

Spread your knowledge, your wisdom, to anyone that will listen to you.