<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903</id><updated>2012-01-24T15:42:49.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Author Mike Befeler</title><subtitle type='html'>Mike Befeler writes the Paul Jacobosn Geezer-lit Mystery series including Retirement Homes Are Murder and Living With Your Kids Is Murder. Thes are humorous, amateur sleuth novels with an aging protagonist.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>217</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-5420044028329977459</id><published>2012-01-24T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T15:42:49.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Research for Historical Mystery Novel</title><content type='html'>I’m writing my first historical mystery. I’m in edit mode and reworking my rough draft at the moment. The whole research world for a historical novel is fascinating. Since my novel takes place in June, 1919, I’ve been reading old newspapers at our local library. The daily paper is on microfilm, so I’ve learned to use the machine (with the patient assistance of the librarians). There was also a weekly newspaper at that time that is available in paper form in the archive. I’ve enjoyed reading about national events, local events, advertisements and reports about local people in the newspapers. I’ve used specific references but also a lot of the research entails becoming acquainted with that point in history, the words and phrases used, how people dressed, what they did for entertainment, etc. I’ve also perused a number of old photographs that are in the archives. Although this research could consume all my time, hopefully I’ve achieved a balance of finding what I need without going overboard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-5420044028329977459?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/5420044028329977459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=5420044028329977459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5420044028329977459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5420044028329977459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2012/01/research-for-historical-mystery-novel.html' title='Research for Historical Mystery Novel'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-2342340414884593557</id><published>2012-01-18T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T16:00:43.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serendipity</title><content type='html'>I always get a kick out of unexpected coincidences. Today I went to the Carnegie Library in Boulder to do research on the Switzerland Trail. One of the books I used from the reference section was titled, The Mining Camps: Salina and Summerville by M. M. Anderson. After making some notes, I returned it to the librarian to be re-shelved. She said, “Did you know the author of this book is our other librarian, Marti, sitting right over there?” So I had a nice chat with Marti Anderson who showed me a web site to track further information about mines in Boulder County.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-2342340414884593557?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/2342340414884593557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=2342340414884593557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2342340414884593557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2342340414884593557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2012/01/serendipity.html' title='Serendipity'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-8407671415143944855</id><published>2012-01-11T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T13:24:41.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Along the Switzerland Trail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qa2CXGy8W_g/Tw39xiJ4oLI/AAAAAAAAACo/nhphNTDcREs/s1600/IMG_0987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696488131117228210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qa2CXGy8W_g/Tw39xiJ4oLI/AAAAAAAAACo/nhphNTDcREs/s400/IMG_0987.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had an opportunity today to spot one of the scenic sights of the Switzerland Trail between Wall Street and Sunset in Colorado. Given that I’m writing a historical mystery set along the Switzerland Trail railroad route in 1919, I like to find the places I’ll be writing about. The attached picture shows Copper Rock on the north side of Four Mile Creek. The railroad had a flag stop on the south side of the creek here. If you study the picture you’ll notice a swatch of bluish-green, a stain from corroded copper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-8407671415143944855?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/8407671415143944855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=8407671415143944855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8407671415143944855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8407671415143944855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2012/01/along-switzerland-trail.html' title='Along the Switzerland Trail'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qa2CXGy8W_g/Tw39xiJ4oLI/AAAAAAAAACo/nhphNTDcREs/s72-c/IMG_0987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-765905825872449053</id><published>2012-01-03T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:31:52.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eliminate Politics</title><content type='html'>Too much energy is wasted in many organizations because of politics. It is idealistic to think that there will be no politics, but I believe the objective should be to eliminate it whenever it crops its ugly head. The importance of eliminating politics can be shown in a simple graphic. In mathematical terms politics result in two vectors pointed at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&amp;gt; &amp;lt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result is no energy, because the energy of each vector is neutralized by the other. Without politics, you are aligned and the two vectors point in the same direction and you get positive results and energy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&amp;gt; ----&amp;gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-765905825872449053?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/765905825872449053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=765905825872449053' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/765905825872449053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/765905825872449053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2012/01/eliminate-politics.html' title='Eliminate Politics'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-5280753519682274780</id><published>2011-12-26T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T14:55:21.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>I will now be posting on Mysterious Musings &lt;a href="http://murderousmusings.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://murderousmusings.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; every second and fourth Mondays. Join me there as well with a fine list of mystery authors including Ben Small, Beth Terrell, Bill Kirton, Carola Dunn, Chester Campbell, Earl Staggs, Jean Henry Mead, Jonathan Quist, June Shaw, Leighton Gage, Mark Danielson and Susan Santangelo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-5280753519682274780?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/5280753519682274780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=5280753519682274780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5280753519682274780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5280753519682274780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-1185293776890657039</id><published>2011-12-19T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T15:22:19.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentations</title><content type='html'>I’ve had a good year giving talks to various organizations that are looking for speakers. I’ve been to numerous Rotary, Optimist, Kiwanis and Sertoma meetings as well as retirement homes. My objective is to provide an informative and entertaining speech, and I also bring books along for anyone wanting an author signed copy. So now I’m off for the rest of the year and will resume in January. Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah and Happy New Year to everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-1185293776890657039?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/1185293776890657039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=1185293776890657039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/1185293776890657039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/1185293776890657039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/12/presentations.html' title='Presentations'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-8212983502975379077</id><published>2011-12-13T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T15:56:36.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Volunteering</title><content type='html'>One of the things that keeps our country going is volunteering. As I give presentations to service organizations, I’m amazed at the work that is done in supporting young, elders and those in need. This morning I helped assemble holiday gift baskets for older people in our city and then delivered some of them this afternoon. It was a worthwhile activity, and the people receiving them seemed genuinely grateful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-8212983502975379077?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/8212983502975379077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=8212983502975379077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8212983502975379077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8212983502975379077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/12/volunteering.html' title='Volunteering'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-3061340472136022137</id><published>2011-12-10T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T17:42:03.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Generations</title><content type='html'>I just finished reading a fascinating book titled, Generations: The History of America’s Future from 1594 to 2069 by William Strauss and Neil Howe (written in 1991). Like a number of books I’ve read lately, this was recommended to me by a person in the audience when I gave my presentation, “How to Survive Retirement.” When I speak on aging and writing, I get some great reading recommendations. This book shows evidence of four repeating generation cohorts over the course of American history. The four types are idealist, reactive, civic and adaptive. The authors demonstrate that these four have occurred in order except for one glitch during the Civil War. I’m in an idealist generation, labeled Boom, of people born between 1943 and 1960. Although I’m reluctant to agree with a sweeping generalization that all generations fit this four bucket rotating pattern, the evidence provided by the authors is compelling. They make some interesting predictions for the future some of which has occurred in the last twenty years and some of which has not. Well worth reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-3061340472136022137?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/3061340472136022137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=3061340472136022137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/3061340472136022137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/3061340472136022137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/12/generations.html' title='Generations'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-1769895697947091183</id><published>2011-12-05T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T16:45:08.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Games Kind of World</title><content type='html'>When our kids were younger, we periodically invited a large group of people over for a New Games festival in our backyard. People of all ages, sizes and shapes would mix together and play a wide variety of unique games. We enjoyed many variations of tag: Octopus--where once people are tagged they become stationary octopuses, waving their arms and providing more obstacles to avoid; Flamingo--you’re only safe if you stand on one leg with your arm under your other leg and the hand of that arm touching your nose; Snake-in-the-grass--everyone gathers around the snake who on the count of three reaches out to touch as many people as possible who all in turn become snakes slithering around catching other people. We held races. An ameba race between teams of about ten people half of whom faced outward and linked arms while the others stood inside the cell wall with a nucleus of one person on top of their shoulders. Knots--groups of about six people would grab hands (couldn’t be two hands of the same person and couldn’t be a person standing next to you). The objective was to get untangled. When people first encountered New Games, many would roll their eyes, thinking the games silly or beneath them. Then after about ten minutes they would be enthusiastically involved and encouraging others to join. New Games provided an enjoyable release from the normal burdens of the day. Who could help but smile when an eight-year old explained the subtle strategy of “Killer” to a forty-year old. In Killer people walk around staring into each others’ eyes. The killer has been secretly selected by the gamekeeper and is unknown to everyone else. The killer kills by winking. When a victim has been “killed” she counts to three, then lets out a blood-curdling scream and falls onto the grass. The objective is to locate the killer, before everyone else is killed. At least three people must simultaneously say, “I accuse,” and point to the correct killer. New Games also provides a good model for life. There are only three rules: Play hard, play fair, nobody hurt. If we could only bring these rules into government, business, academia and use them for how we deal with people throughout the day. Think what we could accomplish and the fun we’d have along the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-1769895697947091183?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/1769895697947091183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=1769895697947091183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/1769895697947091183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/1769895697947091183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-games-kind-of-world.html' title='New Games Kind of World'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-1475829740134598006</id><published>2011-11-23T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T14:02:25.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men of Mystery</title><content type='html'>We just returned from Southern California where I attended the Men of Mystery Conference, and my wife and I spent time with our kids and grandchildren. The conference is one of my favorites: 50 male mystery authors and approximately 400 mystery fans for an enjoyable day of schmoozing, signing and meeting new people. Each of the authors gave a one minute pitch, and we heard keynotes addresses from William Kent Krueger and Lawrence Block. In Kent’s speech he told how he had never read mysteries but became hooked as a writer because of the simple framework (something happens, investigation follows, it’s solved) that is broad enough to allow anything you want to put in a novel. To writers his advice was, “If you’re not enjoying it, you’re not doing it right.” Another comment he made: “Stories help us endure the chaos.” One of Lawrence Block’s quips I enjoyed related to writing being more than imagination: “With a fertile imagination you can produce no end of useless ideas.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-1475829740134598006?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/1475829740134598006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=1475829740134598006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/1475829740134598006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/1475829740134598006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/11/men-of-mystery.html' title='Men of Mystery'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-2023880321516074165</id><published>2011-11-17T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T05:39:58.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Police Ride Along</title><content type='html'>After being in a citizens’ police academy, I had a chance to do a ride along with a police officer. During the four hours it was pretty calm. The main incidents were dealing with a drunk person who needed to be taken to the hospital and later the detox center and giving a ticket for a vicious dog that had bit a boy. While driving through a trailer park, the young children came out to ask for stickers that the police officer carried. At that age the kids like the police. Much of the job is checking neighborhoods and writing reports. Probably like being a right fielder in baseball—boring times with a few moments of sheer panic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-2023880321516074165?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/2023880321516074165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=2023880321516074165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2023880321516074165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2023880321516074165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/11/police-ride-along.html' title='Police Ride Along'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-5405728087027321548</id><published>2011-11-10T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T13:29:19.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SWAT Role Playing</title><content type='html'>This morning I participated in a SWAT role playing scenario. I was a hostage in a church overrun by a radical environmental group. Hostages were taken to two parts of the church. Along with two other hostages, I was held in an interior children’s room in the huge church. The SWAT team located us, shone a light into the room through a window and negotiated with the hostage taker on a cell phone. Since the cell phone reception wasn’t that good, they delivered a landline via a robot, and one of the hostages picked it up and brought it into the room for further negotiations. Later, coffee was delivered outside the room. I went to pick it up and escaped, running screaming down the hall to where a SWAT member frisked me and cuffed me. I was then questioned about what was going on in the room. Once it was determined that I wasn’t one of the hostage takers, I was released.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-5405728087027321548?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/5405728087027321548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=5405728087027321548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5405728087027321548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5405728087027321548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/11/swat-role-playing.html' title='SWAT Role Playing'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-855781532541961359</id><published>2011-11-03T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T17:54:23.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Citizens' Police Academy Finale</title><content type='html'>For the final session of the citizens’ police academy, we learned about the communication center. Callers can be located when they call 911 from land lines or cell phones. The one problem is voice over IP (VoIP). If someone moves and doesn’t change the physical address in the VoIP account there is no way to find the new location when 911 is called. As an example if someone moves from Denver to San Francisco without changing the address, a 911 call will be picked up in Denver and not San Francisco. When a 911 call comes in from a cell phone, a signal can be sent back to the cell phone to triangulate its location if the cell phone is on and the battery is operational. One of the problems with cell phones is that the communication gets many false 911 calls when the call is accidently activated from a pocket or purse. The dispatcher has to listen carefully to determine if this is an accidental call or has been placed by someone who doesn’t want a perpetrator to know that a call has been placed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-855781532541961359?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/855781532541961359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=855781532541961359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/855781532541961359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/855781532541961359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/11/citizens-police-academy-finale.html' title='Citizens&apos; Police Academy Finale'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-1405961041719798863</id><published>2011-10-27T09:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T09:32:48.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Citizens' Police Academy Latest</title><content type='html'>At last night’s session of the citizens’ police academy we learned about police communications, felony car stops and SWAT. In Boulder County a simple code system is used rather than the more complex systems in some parts of the country. For example, Code 0 is danger and code 2 is a traffic stop. Felony car stops involve arresting one or more people in a car who are suspected of committing a felony. Three police cars are placed in a triangle formation to cover the suspect’s car. One at a time people in the car are order out, handcuffed and placed in the back of a patrol car. Members of SWAT (Special Weapons and Tactics) go through extensive initial and ongoing training (approximately 240 hours a year). In dealing with a hostage situation the priorities of life are in this order: 1. Hostage, 2. Witnesses/bystanders, 3. Other officers and support personnel, 4. SWAT members, 5. Suspect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-1405961041719798863?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/1405961041719798863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=1405961041719798863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/1405961041719798863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/1405961041719798863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/10/citizens-police-academy-latest.html' title='Citizens&apos; Police Academy Latest'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-1937746968421791146</id><published>2011-10-26T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T16:10:44.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a difference a day can make.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JNr5zslo4MI/TqiSQ-JnZ8I/AAAAAAAAACg/QeX2lfOwWKI/s1600/Wednesday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667940951304660930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JNr5zslo4MI/TqiSQ-JnZ8I/AAAAAAAAACg/QeX2lfOwWKI/s400/Wednesday.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Nr_b8BVDII/TqiSQZi0uTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FnGr3HRw214/s1600/Tuesday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667940941478279474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Nr_b8BVDII/TqiSQZi0uTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FnGr3HRw214/s400/Tuesday.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday was sunny and warm with the autumn colors shining in Boulder. Wednesday a blizzard hit with a foot of snow. Quite a contrast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-1937746968421791146?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/1937746968421791146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=1937746968421791146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/1937746968421791146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/1937746968421791146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-difference-day-can-make.html' title='What a difference a day can make.'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JNr5zslo4MI/TqiSQ-JnZ8I/AAAAAAAAACg/QeX2lfOwWKI/s72-c/Wednesday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-908588506614652539</id><published>2011-10-21T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T09:06:56.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory</title><content type='html'>We all start encountering interesting blips of memory as we get older. Here was one that happened to me. I was in my home office updating my financial records with mileage traveled for an author event presentation that day but couldn’t remember the mileage, so I went out to the garage to look at the odometer. When I came inside, the phone rang and after taking the call, I returned to my office and began working on a writing project, completely forgetting about the mileage (this is what my wife and I refer to as the intervening thought). Twenty minutes later I saw my expense folder and recalled that I needed to update the mileage. But by then I had forgotten the mileage amount I had seen on the odometer, so I had to go back out to the car a second time to look at it. At least this time I recorded it while I remembered and before another event interrupted me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-908588506614652539?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/908588506614652539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=908588506614652539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/908588506614652539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/908588506614652539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/10/memory.html' title='Memory'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-605203751372967154</id><published>2011-10-13T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T09:52:56.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Citizens Police Academy - next round</title><content type='html'>Last night at the citizens’ police academy, we heard from a crime scene investigator. One interesting tidbit—a DNA profile can now be determined from as little as ten cells from a suspect. The second speaker covered animal control. An owner of a dog can be cited if a dog attacks or approaches in a menacing manner even if it doesn’t bite. The third speaker was a school resource officer. She described the importance of knowing the schools and the students. She deals with teenage drama all the time. A minor can be interviewed as a witness or a victim without a parent present, but there needs to be a parent present if a minor is a suspect and rights are read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-605203751372967154?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/605203751372967154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=605203751372967154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/605203751372967154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/605203751372967154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/10/citizens-police-academy-next-round.html' title='Citizens Police Academy - next round'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-8772184798528160097</id><published>2011-10-10T19:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T19:24:26.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Break from Writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yi_P8eLCom8/TpOotXzgZbI/AAAAAAAAACE/mbFL1sxtKDs/s1600/IMG_0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662054653972473266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yi_P8eLCom8/TpOotXzgZbI/AAAAAAAAACE/mbFL1sxtKDs/s400/IMG_0751.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took a break from writing to go visit our son, daughter-in-law and two grandsons in Iowa. We visited an apple farm, bought goodies, went on a tractor ride and got a picture of the family with pumpkins. Now it’s back to writing in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-8772184798528160097?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/8772184798528160097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=8772184798528160097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8772184798528160097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8772184798528160097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/10/break-from-writing.html' title='Break from Writing'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yi_P8eLCom8/TpOotXzgZbI/AAAAAAAAACE/mbFL1sxtKDs/s72-c/IMG_0751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-2801321978532376586</id><published>2011-09-29T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T16:58:56.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Citizens’ Police Academy Part 2</title><content type='html'>Last night at the citizens’ police academy we learned about Driving Under the Influence (DUI) from a Drug Recognition Expert (DRE). Some tidbits. Colorado has an Express Consent law, which means that by agreeing to have a driver’s license, we consent to taking either a breath or blood test if there is probable cause indicating we are driving under the influence of alcohol or drugs. The instructor went through roadside tests performed if you’re stopped for suspected DUI which include tracking a light with your eyes, walking a straight line placing heal to toe and balancing on one foot with the other foot out in front. A suspect can choose either the breath or blood tests, which have to be conducted within two hours of first contact. For the second half of the session we learned about the K-9 unit, and two handlers and their dogs demonstrated catching a suspect and conducting a drug search.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-2801321978532376586?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/2801321978532376586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=2801321978532376586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2801321978532376586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2801321978532376586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/09/citizens-police-academy-part-2.html' title='Citizens’ Police Academy Part 2'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-2431729522365035584</id><published>2011-09-23T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T15:50:19.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Citizens' Police Academy</title><content type='html'>I started taking another citizens’ police academy. This is my third, and I learn new things every time. The session focused on use of force. There are very strict guidelines on the type of force that can be used in different circumstances. Police officers must make an instantaneous decision on what level of force to employ to protect themselves, members of the public and the person they’re dealing with. There are different levels of control the police can apply including:&lt;br /&gt;- officer presence&lt;br /&gt;- verbal direction&lt;br /&gt;- soft empty hand control (physical contact to cause pain but not bodily injury)&lt;br /&gt;- hard empty hand control (including baton, pepperball, taser, beanbag shot from shotgun)&lt;br /&gt;- deadly force&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw a video clip of officers in training being hit with a taser, and then the instructor demonstrated a taser on a mockup. A taser completely incapacitates the target person, but once it’s turned off the individual returns to normal. I can assure you, I don’t ever want to be the recipient of a taser shot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-2431729522365035584?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/2431729522365035584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=2431729522365035584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2431729522365035584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2431729522365035584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/09/citizens-police-academy.html' title='Citizens&apos; Police Academy'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-8064830281020253336</id><published>2011-09-19T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T19:56:08.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bouchercon</title><content type='html'>I’m still recovering after returning yesterday from the Bouchercon Conference, the largest mystery conference in the US. Here are some of the sound bites that I enjoyed:&lt;br /&gt;- When a bullet riddled body was found, someone in law enforcement commented, “I think he lost his will to live.”&lt;br /&gt;- Dan Hawkins stated, “Humor, magic and mystery have in common that things go in one direction and then you’re yanked in the other direction.”&lt;br /&gt;- Author Hank Phillippi Ryan commenting on her news investigation career mentioned an intern who asked, “Can you tell me how to skip the boring parts and just get to being famous?”&lt;br /&gt;- On a panel about evil, a panelist commented, “You can choose the sin but not the consequences.”&lt;br /&gt;- A panelist quoted Agatha Christie in saying, “An archeologist is the best husband; the older you get, the more interested he is.”&lt;br /&gt;- A term I had not heard before: Thrillzy for a combination of thriller and cozy.&lt;br /&gt;- A book publisher stated, “Amazon will find it a little more difficult to be a book publisher than they expected.”&lt;br /&gt;- Author Brad Parks stated, “Writing is performing on the page.”&lt;br /&gt;A great conference, but after conferences two weeks in a row I’m ready for a break. Oh yeah, I’ll need to wait one more week since I’m doing two book launch events next weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-8064830281020253336?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/8064830281020253336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=8064830281020253336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8064830281020253336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8064830281020253336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/09/bouchercon.html' title='Bouchercon'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-5928225247148212766</id><published>2011-09-13T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T06:46:26.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers Conference</title><content type='html'>This last weekend I attended a wonderful Rocky Mountain Fictions Writers Conference. I’m very loyal to this conference because I sold my first novel as a result of a pitch session there in 2005. Awards banquet speaker Bernard Cornwell gave an entertaining presentation. Here are a few sound bites. He gave a list of interesting book titles. These two caught my attention: Memoir of an Amnesiac and The Romance of Proctology. He quoted another author, “What a writer thinks of critics is like asking a lamppost what it thinks of dogs.” He also quoted James Joyce’s wife as saying to her husband, “Why don’t you write books people can read?” Farewell luncheon speaker Allison Brennan said she writes to entertain not save the world. A line that got a chuckle from the crowd was a quote from a psychologist, “Stories avoid insanity and dysfunction.” She quoted Stephen King, “Fiction is truth inside the lie.” She also stated that stories make us human. The conference provided an opportunity to attend workshops to hone my writing craft, catch up with friends and make new ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-5928225247148212766?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/5928225247148212766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=5928225247148212766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5928225247148212766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5928225247148212766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/09/rocky-mountain-fiction-writers.html' title='Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers Conference'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-1737355688834990953</id><published>2011-09-08T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T15:26:52.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Police Role Playing</title><content type='html'>Today I participated in another role playing exercise to train new police officers. In the first scenario I was a suspect in a sexual assault case. When the police arrived, I tried leaving the house, and when the police stopped me, I told them I was glad to see them because a berserk woman was screaming inside the house. I claimed to be a refrigerator repairman who had been called to a house, and then a crazy lady scratched me (there was fake blood on my hand). The officers had to determine if I was a victim or a suspect. I had a knife on my belt and the trainee didn’t notice it and remove it. The trainer pointed this out, and the trainee will never make that mistake again! Eventually, I was cuffed as a suspect. In a second scenario, I hid in a closet and was discovered when the police trainees practiced a house sweep. So my crime spree is over, and I’m back to being a mild-mannered mystery writer once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-1737355688834990953?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/1737355688834990953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=1737355688834990953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/1737355688834990953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/1737355688834990953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/09/more-police-role-playing.html' title='More Police Role Playing'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-4847409845055390798</id><published>2011-09-01T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T14:15:31.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Citizen's Fire Academy Part 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4OVpVGscjGI/Tl_1jcbuv4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGHbMowRG8o/s1600/IMG_0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647502447022620546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4OVpVGscjGI/Tl_1jcbuv4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGHbMowRG8o/s320/IMG_0681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c0HAayfJM-A/Tl_1AG7wOeI/AAAAAAAAAB0/lzN_8do_nE0/s1600/IMG_0689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647501839955933666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c0HAayfJM-A/Tl_1AG7wOeI/AAAAAAAAAB0/lzN_8do_nE0/s320/IMG_0689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This last Wednesday at the Citizen’s Fire Academy we learned about fire investigation and how the fire investigator coordinates with law enforcement when arson is suspected. We had a whole session on emergency medical services with demonstrations of moving a victim onto a board to be transported after stabilizing the neck and head, modern resuscitation methods (different from thirty years ago when I took CPR and learned mouth-to-mouth), and a tour of the ambulance. We also saw a demonstration of the arson dog. Shadow and his trainer Mike showed how Shadow could locate drops of 50% evaporated gasoline. Attached is a picture of Shadow and a photo of a classmate secured on a backboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-4847409845055390798?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/4847409845055390798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=4847409845055390798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/4847409845055390798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/4847409845055390798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/09/citizens-fire-academy-part-5.html' title='Citizen&apos;s Fire Academy Part 5'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4OVpVGscjGI/Tl_1jcbuv4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGHbMowRG8o/s72-c/IMG_0681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-8893678666466512774</id><published>2011-08-25T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T15:10:15.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Citizen's Fire Academy Part 4</title><content type='html'>Last evening in the citizen’s fire academy, we learned about the life of a fire. The stages include:&lt;br /&gt;1. Incipient – ignition&lt;br /&gt;2. Growth – fire load and oxygen&lt;br /&gt;3. Fully developed – all combustible materials have been ignited&lt;br /&gt;4. Decay – largest stage as fire burns down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terms I’ve heard before that were discussed:&lt;br /&gt;1. Flashover – material reaches auto ignition temperature and bursts into flames&lt;br /&gt;2. Backdraft – hot unburned fire gases collect in unventilated space and when oxygen is added explode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For structure fires response includes: 3 engines with 9-12 firefighters, 1 truck with 4 people, 1 assistant chief and 1 ambulance with 2 crew members for a total of 14-17 people. Having experienced a fire in our home in January, I can attest to the speed with which the fire department responded and contained a fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fire truck was set on its outriggers in the parking lot and we had a chance to go up close to 100 feet in the bucket attached to the end of an extended ladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-8893678666466512774?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/8893678666466512774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=8893678666466512774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8893678666466512774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8893678666466512774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/08/citizens-fire-academy-part-4.html' title='Citizen&apos;s Fire Academy Part 4'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-5629027567998469480</id><published>2011-08-18T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T13:31:03.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Citizen's Fire Academy Part 3</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I attended the third session of the citizen’s fire academy, learning about fire prevention. We were given a checklist and then wandered through the fire station finding violations of fire codes that had been staged for us to find. Examples: two extension cords plugged into each other, blocked exit ways, combustibles stored close to a heater, uncovered electrical outlets, rugs over extension cords, portable space heaters within 3 feet of combustible material. The fire department conducts much education, having spoken to over 10,000 residents over the last year. Some interesting statistics cited: over 60% of smoke alarms in apartments don’t work; in 2009 in the US there were 3010 fire-related deaths, over 17,000 injuries with 86% of the deaths in residences, 1.3 million fires and $12.5 billion of damage. Then we had a chance to escape from a Fire Safety House, getting out through stage smoke. After having a fire in our house earlier in the year that was quickly extinguished, I really appreciate what fire departments do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-5629027567998469480?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/5629027567998469480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=5629027567998469480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5629027567998469480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5629027567998469480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/08/citizens-fire-academy-part-3.html' title='Citizen&apos;s Fire Academy Part 3'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-994569980482187851</id><published>2011-08-15T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T13:37:09.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior Law Day</title><content type='html'>On Saturday I went to the second annual Boulder County Senior Law Day. The keynote address by Dr. Jay Want provided some excellent insights into the subject of health care reform. United States medical costs are higher and growing faster than other developing countries, even when expressed as a percentage of Gross Domestic Product. Jay stated that we got in this mess by paying people to do more rather than paying for better results. For people under Medicare, one in five comes back to the hospital within thirty days. By monitoring a patient after hospital release and providing in home assistance, many of these return admissions can be mitigated. The key is to reward improved health outcomes. In another session I attended, a physician described how he is now providing house call services to seniors. He can treat only half the patients of a doctor in an office, but he can improve the patients outcome particularly for older patients who may become worse by going through the trauma of going to a doctor’s office, waiting and then getting back home. Under Medicare 10% of the patients account for 50% of the cost, and these are primarily the frail and elderly. By looking at creative approaches, better service can be provided for a reduced cost. I also attended sessions on dementia (I have to keep up on this since the protagonist in my mystery series, Paul Jacobson, suffers from short-term memory loss). Paul suffers from vascular dementia, which, according to the presentation, accounts for only 17% of all dementia (dominated by Alzheimer’s at 70%). I also attended a session on scams, which ties in to another mystery I’ve written titled, Death of a Scam Artist. A day of learning that has given me new ideas for my writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-994569980482187851?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/994569980482187851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=994569980482187851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/994569980482187851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/994569980482187851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/08/senior-law-day.html' title='Senior Law Day'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-4386555643200304337</id><published>2011-08-12T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T07:16:34.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Citizen's Fire Academy Part 2</title><content type='html'>This week at the citizen's fire academy we learned about urban search and rescue. The Longmont, Colorado, Fire Department is part of one of twenty-six teams in the United States that can respond to local or national disasters. They have participated in the aftermath of 9/11 and hurricane Katrina. These teams were originally formed to address natural disasters but after the Oklahoma City bombing adjusted their mission to include human-caused disasters as well. During our class, the team demonstrated cutting through steel, breaching concrete, lifting two tons of material with inflatable air bags, repelling down a building to rescue a stuck window washer and stabilizing an overturned automobile. Particularly impressive with their equipment: 117 pound per square inch air pressure can be used to inflate a bag to lift up to seventy-two tons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-4386555643200304337?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/4386555643200304337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=4386555643200304337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/4386555643200304337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/4386555643200304337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/08/citizens-fire-academy-part-2.html' title='Citizen&apos;s Fire Academy Part 2'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-3876061422276488932</id><published>2011-08-04T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T16:08:08.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Citizen’s Fire Academy</title><content type='html'>I’ve attended both a police department and sheriff’s department citizen’s academy to learn more about law enforcement. Last night I attended the first session of an academy put on by a fire department. Some of the things I learned:&lt;br /&gt;- The fire triangle of heat, fuel and oxygen—you need to eliminate at least one to put out a fire.&lt;br /&gt;- This fire department works shift of 48 hours on and 96 hours off. They feel that this schedule is more efficient and leads to less sleep deprivation that 24 hour shifts.&lt;br /&gt;- 73% of their calls are medical and only 5% actual fires.&lt;br /&gt;- If a family member has a Do Not Resuscitate legal document, you need to show this to paramedics otherwise they will take all actions to resuscitate when called.&lt;br /&gt;- Getting a fire fighting job is extremely competitive and once hired requires an extensive amount of ongoing training.&lt;br /&gt;- A fitness exam must to be passed every year to continue as a fire fighter, so there is an emphasis on constant physical conditioning.&lt;br /&gt;More next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-3876061422276488932?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/3876061422276488932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=3876061422276488932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/3876061422276488932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/3876061422276488932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/08/citizens-fire-academy.html' title='Citizen’s Fire Academy'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-7620840838050550207</id><published>2011-08-02T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T05:43:57.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Here’s what happens when you wake up in the middle of the night with a strange idea and then expand upon it in the morning. I’m sure I’ve heard some of these before but here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a podiatrist who put her soul into her work.&lt;br /&gt;He was a carpenter since being a little shaver.&lt;br /&gt;She was a doctor with no patience.&lt;br /&gt;He was an electrician who showed a spark from an early age.&lt;br /&gt;She was a very structured architect.&lt;br /&gt;He was a lawyer with attractive suits.&lt;br /&gt;She was an author of few words.&lt;br /&gt;He was an executive who knew how to execute.&lt;br /&gt;She was a programmer who followed a strict code.&lt;br /&gt;He was a plumber who showed much aplomb.&lt;br /&gt;She was a teacher with large pupils.&lt;br /&gt;He was a trucker who kept on truckin’.&lt;br /&gt;She was a dentist pulled to her profession.&lt;br /&gt;He was a principled principal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can add your own to this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-7620840838050550207?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/7620840838050550207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=7620840838050550207' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/7620840838050550207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/7620840838050550207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/08/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-9124956819341073448</id><published>2011-08-01T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T14:18:09.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery Writer Learns More</title><content type='html'>I use any opportunity I can to learn more about law enforcement for my mystery writing. Today I attended a dedication ceremony and tour of the new sheriff’s department building in our county. Some interesting tidbits I picked up include the following: There is a soft interview room for friendly discussions with witnesses. It is truly soft with comfortable couches in a cozy setting. Across the hall is a hard interrogation room with hard chairs and an institutional table. Both rooms do have one-way glass and video capability. There are also two sleep rooms where sheriff’s personnel can crash if they need a few hours sleep after all night duty and have to appear in court in the morning or if there is bad weather and they would have a long commute home. Compared to the old facility, this is spacious with a large number of meeting rooms. It definitely provides an improved atmosphere for the people working there. All the evidence had to be moved from the old building to the new, maintaining the chain of custody for every single item of evidence. This took months to complete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-9124956819341073448?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/9124956819341073448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=9124956819341073448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/9124956819341073448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/9124956819341073448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/08/mystery-writer-learns-more.html' title='Mystery Writer Learns More'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-8339952064027955806</id><published>2011-07-27T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T16:33:08.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Writing Mind</title><content type='html'>Do you ever have the experience of waking up in the middle of the night with some wild idea or are of taking a walk and some thought strikes you out of the blue? Well, after years of this happening, I began writing them down. Now I’m turning them into short stories and novels. I have a manila folder full of these thoughts and ideas. I’ll never run out of material to write about. And the best part. Who needs a therapist when you can be a writer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-8339952064027955806?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/8339952064027955806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=8339952064027955806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8339952064027955806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8339952064027955806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/07/writing-mind.html' title='The Writing Mind'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-8961199221402389936</id><published>2011-07-20T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T16:56:35.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedication Versus Compulsion</title><content type='html'>As anyone in the writing profession knows, it’s a lot of work, difficult, frustrating, lonely and disappointing. On the other hand, it can be the most rewarding and fulfilling avocation possible. As I continue on the writer’s journey, one of the aspects I struggle with is dedication versus compulsion. Here’s the dilemma. Writing requires constant diligence, focus and perseverance. I try to write every morning I don’t have meetings or am not traveling. Then there’s all the promotional aspects: Facebook, Twitter, my blog, my web site, the fourteen Yahoo email loops I belong to, speeches, book signings . . . the list can go on. I’ve been fortunate in being able to follow the advice of John Vorhaus’s character Vic Mirplo in the book Albuquerque Turkey to “procrastinate later.” My challenge is the voice in my head that says, “You need to do more.” This is the voice that says, “Write for another hour,” “Send five more query letters,” “Post more messages on Facebook,” “Call six more organizations to set up presentations.” This can be a never ending battle that consumes all day and night. So what’s the answer between sloth and hyperactivity? I feel it’s necessary to remain dedicated to my writing career, but I need to find a balance that avoids compulsiveness. I’m trying to ask myself what needs to be done? If I have a deadline, work on it to complete a commitment. Prioritize my to do list and focus on the “A” items. There is always more that can be done, but there is a time to stop, get some exercise, spend time with my wife, and read a good book. This also relates to perseverance. I sold my first short story on my 112th submission. What if I had quit at 111? Again the answer is balance. I need to keep going but pace myself. I’m currently seeking a new agent. I’ve been sending off query letters regularly. I’m not going to quit, but I’m not going to pull an all-nighter trying to send as many as I can either. The best answer I can come up with is to seek the golden mean—be dedicated without becoming compulsive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-8961199221402389936?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/8961199221402389936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=8961199221402389936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8961199221402389936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8961199221402389936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/07/dedication-versus-compulsion.html' title='Dedication Versus Compulsion'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-524222827558852897</id><published>2011-07-16T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T09:18:38.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life of Crime</title><content type='html'>Two days ago I was arrested six times and handcuffed five times. No, my mystery writing has not led me to a life of crime. I volunteered to be a role player for training new police officers of the Boulder Police Department. We assembled at a local park, and I received my props and took a position in one part of the park. My role was to be a disgruntled employee who had a pipe bomb. When the police officer showed up, I acted erratic and complained that I had been unjustly fired but would get back at them. Several times I had the simulated pipe bomb lying under my pack and others times it was stashed in the pack. The officers interviewed me, kept me away from my pack and once they found the pipe bomb arrested and handcuffed me. I learned several things from the trainers when they debriefed the officers in training. The police can’t open a backpack without the owner’s permission. Once permission is given, if they find something threatening they can take action. If there is an open backpack on the ground, they can look inside but can’t open it further. Once a bomb is found, the best procedure is to take the suspect away from the bomb, preferably at least three hundred feet and to remove anything from the suspect that could be a detonator such as an automobile car door opener, cell phone or even pen. Even though the suspect is unstable, the suspect would be taken to jail first, not to a mental hospital. From jail if a mental evaluation is deemed necessary, that can then be orchestrated. I was impressed with the new officers. They used a firm commanding voice to take charge but did so in a polite manner. I learned a lot and hopefully helped the new officers prepare for a situation when they encounter someone wackier than I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-524222827558852897?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/524222827558852897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=524222827558852897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/524222827558852897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/524222827558852897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-life-of-crime.html' title='My Life of Crime'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-7712261438600508690</id><published>2011-07-08T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T08:09:50.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speeches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As a kid I was introverted and painfully shy. Over the course of a business career and now being an author, I’ve come to enjoy speaking. I give talks to service organizations, retirement communities and writers groups. I recently came across a youtube video of a presentation I gave to the Denver Rotary Club titled, The Secret of Growing Older Gracefully. You can see it at: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3eTEdLeoaD8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3eTEdLeoaD8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-7712261438600508690?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/7712261438600508690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=7712261438600508690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/7712261438600508690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/7712261438600508690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/07/speeches.html' title='Speeches'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-7913498786760116726</id><published>2011-06-30T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T16:36:50.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandkids Round Two</title><content type='html'>After spending six days with our other set of grandkids, I’m now completely fluent in two-year-old-speak. I’m also an expert on fire trucks, tractors, and any other vehicle that makes noises. With our four-year-old grandson, I learned how to build airplanes, helicopters and giraffes out of TRIO building blocks. I never knew a grandfather could be so versatile. Now it really is back to writing before the launch of my third Paul Jacobson Geezer-lit mystery novel, Senior Moments Are Murder, in August.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-7913498786760116726?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/7913498786760116726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=7913498786760116726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/7913498786760116726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/7913498786760116726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/06/grandkids-round-two.html' title='Grandkids Round Two'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-4732103338330116545</id><published>2011-06-19T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T09:30:22.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying the Life of a Two-year-old</title><content type='html'>My wife and I spent the last week visiting and taking care of our two-year-old grandson. What a treat. I’m now an expert on animals. My grandson and I spent hours talking about animals whether on matching cards, in books, stuffed or real. I learned you don’t need to say it exactly right as long as you’re enthusiastic. Some of the translations: monkey was “buddy;” lion became “ion;” sheep, “ship;” and dog, “goggie.” After a day of learning the words, we communicated clearly. What I found interesting is the learning process. An animated cat or a photograph were identified immediately as “kitty.” I also experienced what, in a positive sense, could be considered tenacious or in a negative way be called stubborn. With a cut on his finger, “boo boo,” he constantly then wanted “car,” which was a Disney Car movie band-aid. Whenever one band-aid fell off (five minutes after attaching it), he immediately said, “boo-boo,” followed by “car.” Grandparents learn as quickly as a two-year-old, and he soon had us trained. The other thing that has changed since we raised our kids—every piece of plastic in the house spoke or sang. I’d bump into a plastic farm set and it would immediately serenade me with “Farmer in the Dell.” When we travel, I take time off from writing. Now I’m reenergized and back to my normal writing schedule. That is until our next grandkid trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-4732103338330116545?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/4732103338330116545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=4732103338330116545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/4732103338330116545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/4732103338330116545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/06/enjoying-life-of-two-year-old.html' title='Enjoying the Life of a Two-year-old'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-292841117124246476</id><published>2011-06-10T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T14:39:47.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tags When Writing Dialogue</title><content type='html'>As a writer I’m always trying to improve my craft. One thing I’ve learned is to develop a balanced approach for using tags in dialogue. The simple and most direct is to write &lt;em&gt;she said &lt;/em&gt;as in:&lt;br /&gt;  “It’s time to go to the movie,” she said. &lt;br /&gt;Common practice is to use this rather than an exaggeration such as &lt;em&gt;he expostulated&lt;/em&gt;. Dialogue can also be identified by movement or idiosyncrasies of a particular character: &lt;br /&gt; “Make my day.” Sam raised his shotgun&lt;br /&gt;Tags can be underused. I’m in two online critique groups, and once in a while I read a manuscript where dialogue goes on for a number of paragraphs with no tags, and I lose tract of who’s speaking. On the other hand, not every element of dialogue needs a tag. Robert B. Parker is a wonderful writer, and I enjoy his stories but listen to one of his novels as an audio book. Nearly every line of dialogue ends with &lt;em&gt;he said&lt;/em&gt;. After fifteen minutes of listening, this grates on the nerves. As a result, I always read my manuscripts out loud on my last editing pass. There is nothing like hearing what you’ve written.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-292841117124246476?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/292841117124246476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=292841117124246476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/292841117124246476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/292841117124246476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/06/tags-when-writing-dialogue.html' title='Tags When Writing Dialogue'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-3790544911689075551</id><published>2011-06-04T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T13:29:46.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunions</title><content type='html'>Ah, it’s reunion season. In the last two weeks I’ve attended two reunions for companies I used to work for. The problem is, I will see someone who looks familiar but can’t place them. At a reunion yesterday, name tags helped, for those who wore them, but with my eyesight I still had to squint at someone’s chest to see the name, and this wasn’t always well-received by the women. Once I was able to match a face with a name, most of the time I could remember how I knew the person, and we had a change to gab about old times. My forty-fifth college reunion takes place this year, and then in 2012 I’ll be going to my fiftieth high school reunion. Before then, I’ll have to review my high school year book and hope that the reunion organizers use large name tags.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-3790544911689075551?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/3790544911689075551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=3790544911689075551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/3790544911689075551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/3790544911689075551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/06/reunions.html' title='Reunions'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-175325313046573940</id><published>2011-05-28T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T15:13:39.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crowds</title><content type='html'>As humans we always like to categorize things, so here’s my take at one type of classification. I think there are two kinds of people: those who enjoy crowds and those who don’t. Earlier today, I volunteered to help at the Boulder Police Department booth at the Boulder Creek Festival. My duties including popping popcorn that was given away and encouraging people to buy raffle tickets and donate to the Special Olympics. After my tour of duty I strolled through the acres of attractions, food stands and booths that sold and promoted every imaginable product and service. I like to walk an hour a day and I got that in just making the rounds of the festival. I even brought my notepad in case an idea struck me for the current novel I’m writing. As I headed back to the car, what did occur to me was a visceral reaction to being confined in wall-to-wall people for an hour. I enjoy speaking with people, but the mob scene wasn’t for me—too noisy, too crowded, too much pushing and shoving. I would have preferred to be hiking in the mountains. You can tell where I fit in the crowd classification.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-175325313046573940?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/175325313046573940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=175325313046573940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/175325313046573940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/175325313046573940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/05/crowds.html' title='Crowds'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-1450748176189108574</id><published>2011-05-21T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T12:05:12.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After the End of the World</title><content type='html'>With today being the predicted rapture by certain religious group, it brings to mind what happens to someone who has bought into one of these predictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put yourself in this situation. You expect the end of the world to occur on the stroke of midnight. In preparation you have set your life in order and have gone out in your backyard to await the event. You gaze up toward the Milky Way, say a prayer and take a deep breath. A car backfires and you jump, your heart racing faster than the winner approaching a NASCAR finish line. You check your watch. 11:59. The second hand approaches the top of the dial. You countdown like when the ball descends at Times Square on New Years Eve. 10 . . . 9 . . . 8 . . . 7 . . . 6 . . . 5 . . . 4 . . . 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . You scrunch your eyes shut and then open them. Your oak tree still stands where you last saw it. The knot hole in your fence is still there and, in fact, your whole fence has not been incinerated by a fiery explosion. You regard your neighbor’s house. Still standing, not demolished by a blast of hot air. You look around. Your house looks the same and your patio devoid of furniture that you donated to the Salvation Army remains immaculate. You check your watch again. 12:01. You tap the dial. Can it be correct? Maybe it’s set wrong. Then you remember an hour ago you synchronized it with the atomic clock at the National Institute of Standards and Technology in Boulder, Colorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you going to do now? You’ve given away all your possessions, deeded your house to your alienated son, told all your friends that the end is coming. When you stumble out the door in the morning to pick up the newspaper, your neighbor Fred will laugh and say, “You’re still here. Didn’t happen did it?” Oh, yeah, you forgot. You discontinued the newspaper. You won’t have to face Fred, but you won’t be able to hide in your house for long. Your son will show up to take possession and be delighted to kick you out. You decided not to sign up for Social Security or Medicare since a stipend and health care wouldn’t be needed after the end of the world. You gave all your savings to the bearded prophet in the flowing robe who convinced you doomsday was approaching. Now what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-1450748176189108574?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/1450748176189108574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=1450748176189108574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/1450748176189108574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/1450748176189108574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/05/after-end-of-world.html' title='After the End of the World'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-9174004770593903799</id><published>2011-05-14T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T16:56:21.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How True Crime Cases Differ From CSI on Television</title><content type='html'>Several years ago I attended the Boulder Citizens Police Academy. As a mystery writer, I found this program extremely useful in learning about police procedures and the incredible contribution that the police department makes in our community. I’m now vice president of the Boulder Citizens Police Academy Alumni Association, and we meet once a month to hear a presentation on some aspect of law enforcement. This last week we heard from a detective regarding a homicide case that took over ten years from the time of the rape/murder until the perpetrator was convicted and sentenced to life imprisonment without parole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the key attributes of writers is patience and perseverance. This is equally true of police detectives. Although the perpetrator’s DNA was collected from the victim and entered into the national database, there was no match for over a decade. The perpetrator had been arrested and was in prison in another state, but the DNA was not entered by law enforcement in that state for seven years. One DNA analysis along the way determined the racial background of the suspect, but this couldn’t be taken any father until a matching DNA sample was found. Another piece of evidence was a fiber that was identified by an expert as coming from a particular model of car. This became useful for later corroboration. After the DNA match was made, the police department needed to produce significant information for the trial including over 14,000 documents during discovery and an extensive chain of evidence list of everyone who had handled DNA samples over the ten plus year period. The reality of police work is much different from the quick resolution during a CSI television episode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One other intriguing aspect of the case. The ER doctor on duty when the female victim was brought in insisted that she had not been raped. Fortunately, two ER nurses saw evidence of rape and stood up to the doctor and insisted that a Sexual Assault Nurse Examiner (SANE) be brought in with a rape kit. Semen was recovered, producing the DNA sample eventually leading to conviction of the rapist/murderer (the victim died a day after the rape and brutal beating). If these nurses had not stood up to the doctor, the perpetrator never would have been brought to justice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-9174004770593903799?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/9174004770593903799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=9174004770593903799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/9174004770593903799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/9174004770593903799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-true-crime-cases-differ-from-csi-on.html' title='How True Crime Cases Differ From CSI on Television'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-4080354681865459465</id><published>2011-05-07T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T14:39:39.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elders and the Future of Our Country</title><content type='html'>Given that I write about older characters, I’m always interested in information about the aging population. An article appeared in our local newspaper this week stating that Americans 45 and older now account for the majority of the voting population. The aging populations has grown rapidly with a 43% increase in people aged 55-64 from 2000 to 2010 and a 33% increase in the 85 and older segment. Of even more political interest is the statement based on actual election turnout that people 45 plus represent 60% of the voters in national elections. So in addition to being an increasing percentage of the population, older people actually exercise their votes more than younger people. Let’s use this voting power to steer our country away from the polarized rhetoric of the extreme right and extreme left, to vote for and bring into office politicians who forego the distracting symbolic issues of both extremes and focus on the real needs of the economy, jobs, environment and health.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-4080354681865459465?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/4080354681865459465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=4080354681865459465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/4080354681865459465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/4080354681865459465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/05/elders-and-future-of-our-country.html' title='Elders and the Future of Our Country'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-2902061184512009535</id><published>2011-04-30T09:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T09:34:40.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Mantra</title><content type='html'>I just finished reading The Albuquerque Turkey by John Vorhaus. It’s an enjoyable romp through the world of con artists. One of the characters, Vic Mirplo, has a saying that can be applied to all writers: “procrastinate later.” I’m going to adopt that as my mantra. I do my writing in the morning and will stick to it. When I want to procrastinate, I’ll do that after I’ve done my writing for the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-2902061184512009535?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/2902061184512009535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=2902061184512009535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2902061184512009535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2902061184512009535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-mantra.html' title='New Mantra'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-4064336077830846360</id><published>2011-04-27T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T06:54:48.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing Discipline</title><content type='html'>I maintain a regular writing schedule, writing every morning I’m at home and don’t have a breakfast event scheduled. Over the ten years I’ve been writing, I’ve completed twenty novel-length manuscripts plus numerous short stories. But when I’m traveling, I rarely write. On our recent trip to Iowa to visit kids and grandkids, I didn’t write at all, preferring to spend time with our grandsons every possible moment. I view it as a vacation from writing, but once I’m back home, I’m back on my morning writing schedule.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-4064336077830846360?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/4064336077830846360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=4064336077830846360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/4064336077830846360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/4064336077830846360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/04/writing-discipline.html' title='Writing Discipline'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-882131256025211078</id><published>2011-04-16T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T12:32:17.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Publishing Options</title><content type='html'>This new world of publishing presents both challenges and opportunities for authors. This last Thursday we had a panel of booksellers discuss the state of the publishing industry at the Rocky Mountain Mystery Writers of America meeting in Denver. E-books clearly present an interesting change in the industry. Booksellers as well as authors are struggling to sort out the proper role of e-books in the publishing spectrum. Myself, I now have my two published novels out in hardcover, large print, book club paperback, audio book, Kindle, Nook and now Smashwords. Readers are selecting different ways of interacting with an author's work, and my strategy is to offer as many options as possible to meet the varying needs. My wife and I recently went on a Panama Canal cruise and shipboard I saw many e-book readers as well as the various types of paper-based products. Paper and electronic editions will continue to coexist for the foreseeable future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-882131256025211078?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/882131256025211078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=882131256025211078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/882131256025211078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/882131256025211078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/04/publishing-options.html' title='Publishing Options'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-2413097859407764005</id><published>2011-04-02T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T17:01:00.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More About Left Coast Crime</title><content type='html'>While in Santa Fe at the Left Coast Crime Conference, I tried to attend as many panels as possible. Here are a few of the tidbits I picked up. Nancy Atherton speaking about her Aunty Dimity series said she doesn’t do specific research into the location but instead goes to a place to experience it. This hit home as I always like to get a feel for a location in my writing. I go a little farther in that I often take photographs so when I get home, I can bring up visuals images of where I’ve been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Vorhaus spoke about scams and cons. He described the pigeon drop where someone leaves a wallet on the ground and when someone picks it up that person gets conned. As someone aware of this con, he almost fell victim to a variation of this when he was in Russia. He says the problem is with what he’s learned, he’s suspicious of everyone. Fear, greed or the desire to be a good Samaritan are the typical emotions that a con artist plays upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a lot of discussion about the expanding e-book market. I came back with a number of ideas I plan to pursue to expand my market beyond my current presence on Kindle and Nook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite quotes heard, “A mule will work with you for ten years for the opportunity to kick you once.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year’s award winners were:&lt;br /&gt;-Louise Penny, Bury Your Dead - The Dilys&lt;br /&gt;-J. Michael Orenduff, the Pot Thief Who Studied Einstein - The Lefty Award&lt;br /&gt;-Jacqueline Winspear, The Mapping of Love and Death - The Bruce Alexander Memorial Award&lt;br /&gt;-Margaret Coel, The Spider’s Web - The Hillerman Sky Award&lt;br /&gt;-Craig Johnson, Junkyard Dogs - The Watson Award&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-2413097859407764005?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/2413097859407764005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=2413097859407764005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2413097859407764005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2413097859407764005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/04/more-about-left-coast-crime.html' title='More About Left Coast Crime'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-3509950763645488298</id><published>2011-03-28T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T16:27:05.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Left Coast Crime Conference</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend I attended the Left Crime Coast Conference in Santa Fe. This is my fifth LCC, and I enjoyed catching up with old friends and attending interesting panels. I moderated a New Writer Introduction breakfast with an excellent group of debut mystery writers including the following authors with the title of their books:&lt;br /&gt;Avery Aames - The Long Quiche Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Wayne Arthurson - Fall from Grace &lt;br /&gt;Joel Fox - Lincoln’s Hand&lt;br /&gt;Susan Goldman - Hollywood Forever &lt;br /&gt;Patricia Gulley - Downsized to Death &lt;br /&gt;Reece Hirsch - The Insiders &lt;br /&gt;Darynda Jones - First Grave on the Right &lt;br /&gt;Andrew E. Kaufman - While the Savage Sleeps &lt;br /&gt;Rob Kresge - Murder for Greenhorns &lt;br /&gt;Jeanne Matthews - Bones of Contention &lt;br /&gt;Patricia Morin - Mystery Montage &lt;br /&gt;Colin T. Nelson - Reprisal &lt;br /&gt;Kath Russell - A Pointed Death &lt;br /&gt;Cindy Sample - Dying for a Date &lt;br /&gt;Susan Shea - Murder in the Abstract &lt;br /&gt;Valerie Stocking - A Touch of Murder&lt;br /&gt;I also moderated a Unusual Crime Scene panel with Deb Baker (Hannah Reed), Ruthie-Marie Beckwith and Margaret Tessler. We had fun sharing how dead bodies appeared in our books as well as other locations we had heard of. At the conference there was a lot of discussion about e-books with more authors going the electronic route. Next year the conference will be in Sacramento, and I’m already signed up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-3509950763645488298?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/3509950763645488298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=3509950763645488298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/3509950763645488298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/3509950763645488298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/03/left-coast-crime-conference.html' title='Left Coast Crime Conference'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-4245254776086309620</id><published>2011-03-20T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T13:30:59.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panama Canal Cruise</title><content type='html'>We just returned from a fifteen-day Panama Canal cruise. The only downside—I got no writing done for almost three weeks. The highlight of the trip was going through the canal and seeing how the locks operate. I remember learning about the Panama Canal in grade school, but it only hit home when I saw it from a ship being lifted and lowered. We entered from the Pacific side and the ship was raised to Gatum Lake and then we sailed about eighty miles through the lake until we reached the Pacific locks and were lowered back to sea level. Going from the Atlantic to the Pacific through the Panama Canal actually entails traveling from West to East. This is hard to believe, but if you look at a map, you’ll see this is the case since the Isthmus of Panama is curved. We also swam with the dolphins in Cabo San Lucas. The experience of touching these graceful animals and holding on as they pulled us through a salt water pool was incredible—something everyone should try once. Now it’s back to reality—catching up on three weeks of email.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-4245254776086309620?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/4245254776086309620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=4245254776086309620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/4245254776086309620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/4245254776086309620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/03/panama-canal-cruise.html' title='Panama Canal Cruise'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-408357175947166628</id><published>2011-02-19T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T12:31:16.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for Superman</title><content type='html'>I watched the documentary movie, “Waiting for Superman,” last night. It's an excellent treatment of what’s wrong with public education and some of the solutions that are emerging. The United States used to be a leader in public education but we have fallen behind numerous developed countries. One particular fact mentioned struck me. When kids drop out of school they are more likely to commit crimes and go to prison. The cost of incarcerating someone in prison for four years is more that the cost of twelve years of private school education. Another comment in the film was that kids in the middle get hurt more. I’ve seen this. The top students have gifted, advanced placement and International Baccalaureate programs, and the bottom students often have remedial or special education types of programs, but the kids in the middle often get left behind. The main theme of the documentary is that the problem is the adults—too much fighting over turf and pet programs rather than doing what’s right for the kids. Some of the successful charter programs in the country provide excellent teachers, forward thinking leadership and longer school time (more hours during the day and more days of education during the year). I recommend watching this documentary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-408357175947166628?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/408357175947166628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=408357175947166628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/408357175947166628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/408357175947166628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/02/waiting-for-superman.html' title='Waiting for Superman'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-2814232963490686034</id><published>2011-02-12T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T10:29:20.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaos</title><content type='html'>We’re still dealing with chaos in our house after a fire. We’re living in half of the downstairs with no kitchen or family room. Things are slowly being repaired and new cabinets will be installed in the kitchen next week. I’ve become used to cooking with a microwave in the dining room, getting food out of the refrigerator in the entry way and going upstairs to wash dishes. In all this chaos I have been trying to get some writing done. Right now I’m rewriting a cozy mystery I started over a year ago. Some days I get in no writing, and others I’m able to break away for several hours to work. I don’t have to worry about writers block. I have home repair block.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-2814232963490686034?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/2814232963490686034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=2814232963490686034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2814232963490686034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2814232963490686034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/02/chaos.html' title='Chaos'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-4817765434071209429</id><published>2011-02-05T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T15:53:36.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How We Cope</title><content type='html'>As we are getting our house back together after a fire, I have discovered I cope with the situation erratically. Sometimes, I’m resigned to how long it takes to get repairs completed and sometimes I get frustrated at the seemingly slow process. I was dealing pretty well with things until last night when, while fixing dinner on the microwave, the power went out. It took several phone calls to track down what to do, but finally we got power back on. I had visions of being in the dark with our furnace out on a cold winter night. Our cat has her way of coping. Whenever anyone besides my wife or me enters the house, she hides under the bed. I can identify. There I times I want to hide under the bed, but being a “responsible adult,” that’s not in the cards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-4817765434071209429?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/4817765434071209429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=4817765434071209429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/4817765434071209429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/4817765434071209429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-we-cope.html' title='How We Cope'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-7565842333914279158</id><published>2011-01-29T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T10:47:54.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adaptability</title><content type='html'>I’ve learned a lesson recently on adaptability. Writers like to have a writing routine and stick with it. Unfortunately, we had a house fire that damaged part of the outside of our house and knocked the kitchen, family room and downstairs bathroom out of commission. On the positive side, no one was hurt. For nine days we camped out in a motel, and now that we’re back in the house, we’re cooking with a microwave in the dining room and have our refrigerator in the hall by the entryway. My writing office was unaffected, but with people working on the repairs and restoration, the house has been in a state of chaos. With all that needs to be done, I find it hard to concentrate, particularly when I realize that we won’t have our house back the way it was for many weeks. Somehow, I was able to complete a first round of editing on a manuscript, but my amount of writing time is much less than I had planned. Someday we will look back on this and  . . . but not yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-7565842333914279158?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/7565842333914279158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=7565842333914279158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/7565842333914279158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/7565842333914279158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/01/adaptability.html' title='Adaptability'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-2255524785456759069</id><published>2011-01-22T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:44:49.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left Coast Crime Conference 2011</title><content type='html'>The 2011 Left Coast Crime Conference will be in Santa Fe from March 24-27. This will be my fifth year attending, and I look forward to seeing the mix of mystery readers and writer who attend. I’ll be moderating a panel titled, “Unusual Crime Scenes,” with panels Ruthie-Marie Beckwith, Hanna Reed (Deb Baker) and Margaret Tessler. I’ll also be moderating the New Writer Introduction breakfast. I’ve had the opportunity to do this for the last three years and thoroughly enjoy reading first published mysteries by the next wave of mystery authors. Santa Fe, here I come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-2255524785456759069?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/2255524785456759069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=2255524785456759069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2255524785456759069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2255524785456759069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/01/left-coast-crime-conference-2011.html' title='Left Coast Crime Conference 2011'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-1337632127243337395</id><published>2011-01-15T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T08:51:53.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dealing with a Crisis</title><content type='html'>The last three days have been pure chaos. We had a fire in our house, and we’re all fine, but there’s a lot of repair work to be done. For two days I was in crisis mode dealing with the house, coordinating with the repair crew, talking to insurance agents, while still trying to maintain a commitment to speak, a Boulder County Aging Advisory Council meeting, and a Rocky Mountain Mystery Writers meeting. Then yesterday with no commitments, it all hit me. Originally I had planned to write most of the day, but after fifteen minutes, I lost all motivation and took a nap. I’m sure I’ll eventually look back at the absurd events that let up to the fire and laugh, but not yet. The only positive part is that it has inspired an idea for a short story. This is how writers deal with bad situations: everything is material for writing, which provides our form of therapy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-1337632127243337395?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/1337632127243337395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=1337632127243337395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/1337632127243337395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/1337632127243337395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/01/dealing-with-crisis.html' title='Dealing with a Crisis'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-6865107800360815764</id><published>2011-01-08T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T15:47:59.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gullapalooza</title><content type='html'>Earlier today I tried something new. I went on a birding excursion. I had read in our newspaper that a reservoir used for a cooling pond for our local power plant would be open for people to come view gulls and other birds that remained in the area because of the warm water. So I packed my backpack, put on my hiking boots, grabbed my binoculars and went to join the avid birders. Knowing practically nothing about birds, I found the experts helpful and willing to locate and identify specific birds with their high powered telescopes. Over the course of several hours I saw numerous species of gulls as well as a night heron, a blue heron, three bald eagles, a golden eagle, two ferruginous hawks, a Cooper’s hawk, horned grebes and a tundra swan. Along the way I saw other wildlife included carp, deer and a coyote. In addition I had an opportunity to get in a good hike and see scenery that is not normally open to the public. My friend, Christine Goff, writes a bird watcher’s mystery series, and when I see her at the Rocky Mountain Mystery Writers of America meeting this week, I’ll be able to tell her I now understand why people get hooked on birding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-6865107800360815764?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/6865107800360815764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=6865107800360815764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/6865107800360815764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/6865107800360815764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/01/gullapalooza.html' title='Gullapalooza'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-5348303432113696269</id><published>2011-01-01T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T14:13:55.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tidbits from Recent Books I've Read</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year! My next book is titled, Senior Moments Are Murder, and will be published in August of this year. I recently read a book titled, I Remember Nothing, by Nora Ephron. Relative to the subject of senior moments, Nora stated, “The Senior Moment has become the Google Moment and it has a much nicer, hipper, younger, more contemporary sound.” So enjoy your Google Moments. In my geezer-lit mystery series, my protagonist Paul Jacobson likes to cuss. I also recently read Dave Barry’s book, Big Trouble. In the forward Dave makes a statement that is exactly how I feel about Paul swearing, “Some of the characters use adult language. I did not necessarily want the characters to sue this type of language; some of them just went ahead and did.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-5348303432113696269?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/5348303432113696269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=5348303432113696269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5348303432113696269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5348303432113696269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2011/01/tidbits-from-recent-books-ive-read.html' title='Tidbits from Recent Books I&apos;ve Read'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-5809796693798129393</id><published>2010-12-26T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T10:46:20.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Font-an Pen</title><content type='html'>After a great Christmas with the family and eating good food, I’m back to doing a little catch up today. In looking back over notes I’ve made, I came across one that gave me a chuckle. This happened when I had breakfast with a friend of mine and showed him a pen I had received as a thank you for giving a talk to a Rotary club. The pen had a window on side, and every time you clicked it, a cylinder inside would rotate to display one of six messages about the Rotary goals. My friend told me that he had once put together a pen with this same message capability. He called it a Font-an pen. In the window displayed the names of six different fonts such as Times Roman, Arial, Courier, Calibri, Cambria, Gothic. He would hand the pen to people and tell them to click to the appropriate font which the pen would then write with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-5809796693798129393?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/5809796693798129393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=5809796693798129393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5809796693798129393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5809796693798129393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/12/font-pen.html' title='Font-an Pen'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-5467922270766108061</id><published>2010-12-18T13:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T13:53:49.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Lions and Finding a Place for All Skills</title><content type='html'>I was told an interesting story about old lions at a presentation I gave on aging this last week. It seems old lions can’t move as well as the young lions, but they can still roar loudly. So when lions are hunting, they position the old lion in one place and the young lions in another. When game approaches, the old lion roars and this scares the game away from the old lion, right toward the young lions, who can quickly run down the next meal. As I become older, I guess I’ll have to work on my roar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-5467922270766108061?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/5467922270766108061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=5467922270766108061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5467922270766108061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5467922270766108061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/12/old-lions-and-finding-place-for-all_18.html' title='Old Lions and Finding a Place for All Skills'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-3493446602178115682</id><published>2010-12-18T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T10:49:15.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-3493446602178115682?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/3493446602178115682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=3493446602178115682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/3493446602178115682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/3493446602178115682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/12/old-lions-and-finding-place-for-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-438787750900759295</id><published>2010-12-12T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T15:51:52.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Volunteering and Anti-oxidants</title><content type='html'>Volunteering and Antioxidants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I helped out by delivering holiday gift baskets to elderly and disabled people in our community. The baskets were colorful and full of fruit and other scrumptious goodies. When I went to sign in, I struck up a conversation with a gentleman standing in line in front of me. He was a spry fellow named Bill and as we talked he admitted that he was ninety-five, older than nearly all the people who would be receiving gift baskets. I asked him the secret of how he had aged so well and he replied, “volunteering and antioxidants.” In addition to taking gift baskets to those in need, he volunteers for Meals-on-wheels and at the local hospital. Before it became popular, he started eating foods high in anti-oxidants. After I received my list and baskets to deliver, I drove away thinking about the good advice Bill had given me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-438787750900759295?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/438787750900759295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=438787750900759295' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/438787750900759295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/438787750900759295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/12/volunteering-and-anti-oxidants.html' title='Volunteering and Anti-oxidants'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-2249353226817388051</id><published>2010-12-04T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T09:33:43.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenges Along the Writer's Journey</title><content type='html'>One of the key attributes I’ve learned of being a writer is perseverance. When I began writing I started submitting short stories to magazines and anthologies. On my 112th submittal I sold a story called, “Never Trust a Poison Dart Frog,” to a publication titled Who Died in Here? which was a collection of stories with a death or a murder taking place in a bathroom. Then I bridged into novel length material and in 2005 pitched the idea for my novel to two agents and two editors at the Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers Conference in Denver. Two months later I got a contract offer and in January of 2007 my first novel, Retirement Homes Are Murder, was published. None of this would have happened if I had given up after the first hundred rejections. And many authors have gone through this saga of hundreds of rejections before achieving success. On the other hand, I want to stay away from becoming compulsive and obsessive about my writing. I have a wife, three kids and four grandchildren who I want to spend time with. Writing isn’t the only part of my life. I write almost every day, but when I’m traveling to be with family I rarely write. That’s family time. The other challenge is adversity along the writer’s journey. Rejections, bad reviews, brutal critiques, agent issues, publishing snafus, etc. I’m reminded of the Stockdale Paradox that Jim Collins described in his book, Good to Great, which describes the experience of Admiral James Stockdale when a prisoner of war in Vietnam. Stockdale stated: “You must never confuse faith that you will prevail in the end—which you can never afford to lose—with the discipline to confront the most brutal facts of your current reality, whatever they might be.” We have to persevere but also address the reality of our situation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-2249353226817388051?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/2249353226817388051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=2249353226817388051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2249353226817388051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2249353226817388051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/12/challenges-along-writers-journey.html' title='Challenges Along the Writer&apos;s Journey'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-7334047064506681384</id><published>2010-11-28T15:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T15:49:04.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on Aging</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to see a play titled, “Swimming Upstream,” put on by a group called Viva. Most of the actors were in their sixties through eighties. The audience was liberally sprinkled with seniors in the same age range. While waiting for the play to start, I heard the following comment made behind me, “That doesn’t ring a bell with me, but my bells are kind of rusty.” The play dealt with topics of aging, the theme being “living against the current with heart and humor.” In one scene, a middle aged daughter was telling her mother to be careful of this and careful of that. The mother finally had enough and burst out, “You’re not the boss of me.” Then they laughed at how their roles had reversed. In another scene one of the actors commented, “Remember when thongs were things we wore on our feet.” After the play I took a walk along the Boulder Bike Path and noticed how I still paid attention to cracks in the sidewalk going back to when I was a kid and the saying was, “Step on a crack, break your mother’s back.” How many of you remember this and still unconsciously or consciously step over sidewalk cracks?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-7334047064506681384?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/7334047064506681384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=7334047064506681384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/7334047064506681384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/7334047064506681384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/11/thoughts-on-aging.html' title='Thoughts on Aging'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-351604238843457807</id><published>2010-11-20T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T11:31:55.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>Here are some more words of wisdom and jokes that people have shared with me when I’ve given presentations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t lose an hour in the morning and spend all day looking for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live every day as if it is your last, and one of these days you’ll be right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man went to his doctor and after a series of tests the doctor met with him and said, “There are two things wrong with you. First, you have short-term memory loss.” The man nodded. Then the doctor continued, “And you have diabetes.” The man smiled and said, “Well, at least I don’t have short-term memory loss.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-351604238843457807?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/351604238843457807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=351604238843457807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/351604238843457807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/351604238843457807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/11/words-of-wisdom.html' title='Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-8274870222843109516</id><published>2010-11-13T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T14:01:48.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geezer Humor</title><content type='html'>Some more geezer humor that people have shared with me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow is like old age sex. You don’t know when it will happen or how long it will last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition of ROMEO: retired older men eating out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young man was teamed with a geezer in a golf game. On one hole the young man's ball ended up behind a tall tree. The geezer said, “When I was your age I hit a ball from this same spot over that tree.” Not be outdone, the young man tried the shot, and it hit the tree and bounced back to where it started. When the young man expressed displeasure at the geezer’s comment, the geezer added, “When I was your age the tree was only three feet tall.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-8274870222843109516?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/8274870222843109516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=8274870222843109516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8274870222843109516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8274870222843109516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/11/geezer-humor.html' title='Geezer Humor'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-7627825072461352923</id><published>2010-11-06T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T06:31:29.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom on Writing and Aging</title><content type='html'>I continue to collect little snippets that people give me when I give presentations or that I run across in my reading. Here are some of my recent favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m writing a book. I’ve got the page numbers down. – Steven Wright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to stay young: When you hit 32, go to the Celsius scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom is knowing what to say and not saying it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-7627825072461352923?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/7627825072461352923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=7627825072461352923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/7627825072461352923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/7627825072461352923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/11/wisdom-on-writing-and-aging.html' title='Wisdom on Writing and Aging'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-8198513715295019165</id><published>2010-11-02T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T16:00:45.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Men of Mystery</title><content type='html'>I had an opportunity to participate in Men of Mystery in Irvine, California, last Saturday for the second year. This is an enjoyable event where 50 male mystery authors and approximately 400 fans gather for the day. Each of us gave a one minute pitch and listened to guest speakers Gregg Hurwitz, Christopher Rice and Don Winslow. Don spoke about how addictive writing becomes. The longest break he has taken is five days. He can’t not write. And the big benefit—every morning he gets to ask “what if?” We signed books and then over lunch schmoozed with the fans sitting at the table. For equal opportunity, there's a comparable conference held for women mystery writers in May.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-8198513715295019165?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/8198513715295019165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=8198513715295019165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8198513715295019165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8198513715295019165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/11/men-of-mystery.html' title='Men of Mystery'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-5169776232043360112</id><published>2010-10-23T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T15:01:08.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the Spirits</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday I attended the Meet the Spirits program at the Columbia Cemetery in Boulder. Actors recreated the lives of a number of the celebrities buried there. The victim of a 1954 murder, who remained buried as “Jane Doe” for many years, was only recently identified after her body was exhumed and DNA testing performed to match with a relative. This case was documented in Silvia Pettem’s book, “Someone’s Daughter.” As an aside, Silvia gave an excellent presentation at the last Rocky Mountain Mystery Writers of America dinner in Denver about her research into finding the identity of Jane Doe. Some other reenactments included Tom Horn, a gunslinger; Rocky Mountain Joe Sturtevant, a photographer who took pictures of Boulder at the turn of the nineteenth into twentieth century; Mary Rippon, the first woman professor at the University of Colorado; and Dorothy Gardiner, mystery writer. This was a great preparation for Halloween and an excellent way of learning more of the history of Boulder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-5169776232043360112?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/5169776232043360112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=5169776232043360112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5169776232043360112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5169776232043360112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/10/meet-spirits.html' title='Meet the Spirits'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-3187426455256074260</id><published>2010-10-14T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T15:45:09.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Citizens Police Academy</title><content type='html'>I attended the Boulder Citizens Police Academy several years ago, and the alumni group meets once a week. Last night the speaker was Mark Beckner, chief of police, discussing current and future issues in policing. With the current budget crunch one area of emphasis is doing more with less. In 2000 the police department had 64,289 calls for service, and in 2009 there were 77,735 calls. This represented an increase from 371 calls per officer to 454 calls per officer. The challenge going forward will be to maintain service with reduced staff and funding, which will require improved online reporting, better use of data and crime analysis, regionalization of some functions such as the bomb squad and SWAT and improved technology. He expected immigration and language issues will require more multi-lingual officers. With the graying of America, there will be fewer young violent criminals but an increase in white collar crime such as fraud, identity theft and internet crime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-3187426455256074260?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/3187426455256074260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=3187426455256074260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/3187426455256074260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/3187426455256074260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/10/citizens-police-academy.html' title='Citizens Police Academy'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-1352360503828696800</id><published>2010-10-09T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T16:30:09.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Learned This Week</title><content type='html'>I continue to pick up new tidbits of knowledge when I give presentations. Here’s what I collected this week: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rotary International has a goal of eradicating polio. There are four countries to go: India, Pakistan, Afghanistan and Nigeria. This will be the second disease eradicated, the first being smallpox. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the exalted to the mundane. Here are three facts I heard: 1. A flink is twelve or more cows. 2. Duct tape was originally called duck tape. 3. It’s illegal to carry ice cream cones in your pocket in Kentucky. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my favorite for the week was this. After a presentation, a man came up to me and said he had graded my talk. He held up a piece of paper with a large zero on it. My first reaction was thinking to myself that people had laughed and enjoyed my speech, so I asked him to explain. He said, “I keep track of how many times a speaker says: um . . .  ah . . . and . . . You had zero. Good job.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-1352360503828696800?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/1352360503828696800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=1352360503828696800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/1352360503828696800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/1352360503828696800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-i-learned-this-week.html' title='What I Learned This Week'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-9005425405240892742</id><published>2010-10-03T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T16:01:15.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Author Fest of the Rockies</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I attended the Author Fest of the Rockies in Manitou Springs, Colorado, and lead a workshop on Mixing Humor, Mystery and Older Characters. I had a chance to catch up with other author friends and attend several workshops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esri Albritton led a session on high concept and defined it as having two elements:  1. It quickly and clearly communicates what your book is about, and 2. It makes people go “ooh.”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann Parker discussed the six elements of fiction: 1. Action, 2. Dialogue, 3. Physical Description of Setting, 4. Physical description of character, 5. Internal thinking, and 6. Internal physical sensations. An interesting exercise was to think of two characters in conflict and then to quickly write a sentence each using the six elements in this order (using the numbers above): 2, 1, 2, 4, 3, 5, 6, 2, 1. All the participants did this and read the results and it was very intriguing how well the sentences flowed. Give it a try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-9005425405240892742?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/9005425405240892742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=9005425405240892742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/9005425405240892742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/9005425405240892742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/10/author-fest-of-rockies.html' title='Author Fest of the Rockies'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-6209603860372417216</id><published>2010-09-25T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T13:23:31.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Tidbits from Conferences and Speaking</title><content type='html'>Whenever I’m speaking or attending conferences, I jot down interesting tidbits that people say or give me. Here are some recent ones: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happened in Great Britain or any of its possessions (including America) from September 3 through September 13, 1752.  People weren’t bored out of their minds, it’s just that those dates never occurred. The reason being that Great Britain changed from the Julian calendar to the Gregorian calendar and the date went from September 2, the last day before the change, to September 14 on the new calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man donated things to a garage sale and his wife went and bought them all back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from W. Somerset Maughan: There are three rules for writing the novel. Unfortunately, no knows what they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you know your wrinkle cream works if you don’t have wrinkles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An older couple went off on a SKI holiday: Spending Kids Inheritance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-6209603860372417216?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/6209603860372417216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=6209603860372417216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/6209603860372417216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/6209603860372417216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/09/more-tidbits-from-conferences-and.html' title='More Tidbits from Conferences and Speaking'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-8282241257721069840</id><published>2010-09-17T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T16:31:54.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rejection</title><content type='html'>At the Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers Conference a week ago, one of the speakers mentioned some of the famous writers who have had a large number of rejections. When I started writing I submitted short stories to magazines and anthologies and on my 112th submittal sold my first story, “Never Trust a Poison Dart Frog,” to a publication titled, Who Died In Here? which was a collection of short stories with a death or a murder taking place in a bathroom.  That ties James Lee Burke who was rejected 111 times for The Lost Get Back Boogie which, when published, was considered for a Pulitzer prize. Other ones of note: Robert Pirsig’s Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance had 121 rejections; Jack Canfield and Mark Vitor Hansen had 134 rejections for Chicken Soup of the Soul and Louis L’Amour had 200 stories rejected and more than 350 rejections before making a first sale; John Creasy had 774initial rejections. So the message is very clear—perseverance. As writers, just like sales people, we have to move past being told no, and the next one may be the one that’s accepted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-8282241257721069840?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/8282241257721069840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=8282241257721069840' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8282241257721069840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8282241257721069840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/09/rejection.html' title='Rejection'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-2373336678299220550</id><published>2010-09-13T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T11:00:07.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Week That Was</title><content type='html'>This last week was like drinking from the proverbial fire hose. On Labor Day we flew to Orlando to go to the Wizarding World of Harry Potter with our son, daughter-in-law and two of our grandkids. The travel went well, uneventful and we actually arrived ahead of schedule. We stayed at the Loew’s Royal Pacific which was within a short boat ride or walk of the Universal Studio Islands of Adventure where the Harry Potter rides reside. We had a three day pass and by staying at on onsite hotel we were able to get into the Harry Potter part of the park an hour early each morning as well as have express passes to avoid the longer lines on many of the rides. The town of Hogsmead and the Hogswart castle were impressive. We had butter beer; I particularly liked the frozen version which was like a cream soda slushy with cream on top. By getting in early we avoided the long lines through Hogswart castle and could enjoy a leisurely stroll through the castle. Since our grandson is sixteen months old, we did the child swap where one of us could wait with him and then swap out to go on the ride. I had done my homework the week before and finished the seventh book in the series. The ride takes you swooping through the castle, out on a quidditch pitch, chased by a dragon and dementors, spit on by giant spiders and all you could ask for in a four minute heart-pounding adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back on Friday, again a flight that arrived early, and then I was off the Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers Conference in Denver. This was an opportunity to catch up with friends, meet a number of new people, attend workshops to improve my writing craft and promotional skills and to enjoy a few laughs.  A couple of sound bites. One of the speakers quoted Nora Roberts: I can fix a bad page but not a blank page. Another: one of the rules of writing: Just do it from the philosopher Nike. When I have a chance to unbury, I’ll review my notes and post some more observations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-2373336678299220550?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/2373336678299220550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=2373336678299220550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2373336678299220550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2373336678299220550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/09/week-that-was.html' title='The Week That Was'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-5885290160957712580</id><published>2010-09-04T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T07:00:37.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stream Hike</title><content type='html'>When I take a break from writing and speaking engagements, I like to walk. Recently I have taken a new kind of hike—a stream hike. Rather than walk on a path, I walk in a flowing streambed. The first time I tried this, I used reef walkers but found my feet got sore when walking on the stones in the stream. What worked much better was a pair of old hiking boots. I went in a stream that was low flowing and not more than two feet deep. Being the end of August and beginning of September, the water wasn’t that cold. Several things I learned. It’s important to use walking poles for balance. Use mosquito repellant. Do it when the sun is out so you can see the bottom of the stream. Following these guidelines, it can be an enjoyable form of exercise with beautiful scenery and no crowds. And your feet don’t overheat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-5885290160957712580?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/5885290160957712580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=5885290160957712580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5885290160957712580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5885290160957712580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/09/stream-hike.html' title='Stream Hike'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-6499304359370544192</id><published>2010-08-28T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T15:00:18.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tidbits from Recent Presentations</title><content type='html'>I have recently given a number of presentations to service organizations and retirement communities. Here is a sampling of stories and information from audience members: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One family trained an older family member that when she told the same story over again, her relatives would raise the number of fingers to indicate how many times that story had been told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one presentation a woman waited to speak to me. When her time came she informed me that in my talk I had said, “jump off of,” which is grammatically incorrect and should be, “jump off.” I concurred that she was right. She noted that these things are very important because she used to be a proofreader. I guess I’m going to have to join a critique group for my presentations as well as my writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this quote I was given by one person, “Our children are our investment and our grandchildren are the interest on the investment.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another quote, “There’s never enough time unless you’re serving it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some of the service clubs, members like to josh each other. One man was telling the audience his background and stated that he had attended a particular school for three years. An audience member piped up, “Yeah but it’s only a two year school.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-6499304359370544192?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/6499304359370544192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=6499304359370544192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/6499304359370544192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/6499304359370544192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/08/tidbits-from-recent-presentations.html' title='Tidbits from Recent Presentations'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-7014879784772677955</id><published>2010-08-19T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T16:14:58.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Radio</title><content type='html'>I had an opportunity to be interviewed this morning on a blog radio program. We discussed topics of aging and my Paul Jacobson Geezer-lit Mystery Series. For those interested check out: &lt;br /&gt;http://www.blogtalkradio.com/christine-miller/2010/08/19/aging-and-other-minor-inconveniences-an-interview-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-7014879784772677955?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/7014879784772677955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=7014879784772677955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/7014879784772677955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/7014879784772677955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-radio.html' title='Blog Radio'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-6375877403369544912</id><published>2010-08-15T20:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T20:31:33.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Work</title><content type='html'>After ten days playing nanny to our two grandsons, I’m back to work, editing a cozy mystery. I also gave a talk earlier this evening and once again picked up a good geezer joke. Joe meets Gladys in a retirement home and asks her to marry him. She says yes. The next morning Joe wakes up and can’t remember if Gladys said yes to his proposal. He finally goes to see her and asks her if she said yes. She beams at him and replies, “I did but I’m glad you came to see me. I couldn’t remember who asked me.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-6375877403369544912?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/6375877403369544912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=6375877403369544912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/6375877403369544912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/6375877403369544912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-work.html' title='Back to Work'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-2427276621443530058</id><published>2010-08-06T12:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T12:38:25.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking</title><content type='html'>Again I had an opportunity to give several presentations this week. Speaking to one group of seniors after I gave my list of how you can tell you’re growing older, one woman added the three advantages of having short-memory loss: 1. You meet new people all the time. 2. You can hide your own Easter eggs. 3. I forgot the third.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-2427276621443530058?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/2427276621443530058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=2427276621443530058' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2427276621443530058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2427276621443530058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/08/speaking-again-i-had-opportunity-to.html' title='Speaking'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-2744223607173505806</id><published>2010-07-31T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T09:30:58.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentations and People</title><content type='html'>This last week I gave presentations to two Rotary Clubs, an Optimist Club and a retirement community. For the service organizations, I’ve been donating 20% of the proceeds from book sales to their current charitable project. This encouraged people to buy books and also provided additional funds to worthwhile causes. Some of the tidbits shared with me by people I met include the following: A boy is separated from his grandfather in a crowd and a kind woman after hearing the boy’s predicament asks him, “What’s your grandfather like?” He responds, “Wild Turkey and wild women.”  I was given this saying: “Judgment comes from experience but experience comes from bad judgment.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-2744223607173505806?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/2744223607173505806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=2744223607173505806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2744223607173505806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2744223607173505806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/07/presentations-and-people.html' title='Presentations and People'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-537893190933259178</id><published>2010-07-24T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T14:01:24.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stories and Jokes People Tell Me</title><content type='html'>While giving talks this last week, numerous people shared their stories and jokes with me. Here are some of my favorites. Old people don’t get the West Nile virus. They get C-Nile. A retirement home received a letter addressed to Jerry Atric. Andres Segovia was asked why he still practiced three hours a day in his eighties and answered, “I’m beginning to notice a little improvement.” While singing “He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands,” a woman Alzheimer’s patient instead sang, “He’s got the whole world in his pants.” In my presentation I give a list of how you can tell you’re getting older. One older gentleman gave me a new item to add to my list: You know you’re getting older when what doesn’t hurt, doesn’t work. Another saying given to me: Wisdom can’t come without age, but age can come without wisdom. Finally, after I spoke about using walking sticks as a good form of exercise, someone piped up and said I could title the next mystery in my series, “Walking Sticks Are Murder.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-537893190933259178?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/537893190933259178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=537893190933259178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/537893190933259178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/537893190933259178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/07/stories-and-jokes-people-tell-me.html' title='Stories and Jokes People Tell Me'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-7459236081025659885</id><published>2010-07-17T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T06:32:04.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentations</title><content type='html'>I’ll be giving quite a few presentations over the next few months. I always enjoy speaking to new groups and meeting people. This last week I spoke at an Optimist Club. I like Optimists—they’re so positive! I also presented at a retirement community. During the questions and answers session at the end, an older gentleman raised his hand and said he had a story for me to use in one of my future talks. Three people were discussing when life begins. The first said at conception. No, the second answered, it’s at birth. The third jumped in. No, you’re both wrong. Life begins with the kids move out and the dog dies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-7459236081025659885?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/7459236081025659885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=7459236081025659885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/7459236081025659885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/7459236081025659885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/07/presentatins.html' title='Presentations'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-4971285674295103336</id><published>2010-07-10T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T16:22:06.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking Events</title><content type='html'>As a writer and speaker, I often do events for service organizations such as Optimist, Kiwanis, Lions, Sertoma and Rotary. The presentation I give is titled, “The Secret of Growing Older Gracefully—Aging and Other Minor Inconveniences,” which promotes a positive image of aging. I received a useful suggestion when selling books at these events, and I’ll be trying it out this coming week. I’ll provide 20% of the proceeds from books I sell at these clubs to the charity that they are supporting. I’ll let you know how this works out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-4971285674295103336?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/4971285674295103336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=4971285674295103336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/4971285674295103336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/4971285674295103336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/07/speaking-events.html' title='Speaking Events'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-6363116498609611840</id><published>2010-07-03T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T15:32:53.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Police Roll Playing</title><content type='html'>Last Wednesday I participated in another half day of roll playing to help train new police officers. This is always an opportunity for me to learn more about police operations for my writing while contributing to the training of new officers. My assignment this time was to panhandle in a park. I traded off with one other person—one time being the panhandler and the next being the person accosted. Panhandling isn’t a crime. A crime occurs with what is termed “aggressive begging”—when the panhandler doesn’t take no for an answer the first time and keeps pestering the other person. In the city of Boulder, Colorado, where I live, the only other offense is panhandling on a median divider of a street. This is considered unsafe. During my stint as a panhandler, I received two citations and was arrested and cuffed once. I had a pocket knife and that was confiscated the time I was arrested. So panhandling follows the same rule as sexual encounters. One someone says, “no,” it’s time to back off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-6363116498609611840?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/6363116498609611840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=6363116498609611840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/6363116498609611840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/6363116498609611840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-police-roll-playing.html' title='More Police Roll Playing'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-2843035300956381724</id><published>2010-06-26T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T08:55:15.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Break from Writing</title><content type='html'>I’ve taken a hiatus from writing for the last week as our three kids and four grandchildren came to visit. What a week! With grandkids from ages one to nine, we went swimming in an outdoor pool, in a plastic pool in the backyard and at a rec center with a lazy river and slide; several trips up to the mountains including a stop a new carousel; lunch at Casa Bonita with its indoor waterfall, gorilla act, divers, piñata, games and cave; playing board games in the evenings; numerous restaurant trips; and lots of rolling around on the carpet with the little ones. This is the first time we’ve been able to get everyone together since December of 2007 so it was quite a treat for the grandparents. Now I’m ready to jump back into writing. I’m close to finishing a rough draft of a new novel so have that project and several editing jobs to work on this coming week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-2843035300956381724?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/2843035300956381724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=2843035300956381724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2843035300956381724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2843035300956381724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/06/break-from-writing.html' title='Break from Writing'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-5131052260604946751</id><published>2010-06-18T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T13:48:35.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunions</title><content type='html'>June is a good month for reunions. That’s when my high school in Hawaii always has a luau and reunion. I’ll be going back to my fiftieth in 2012. In the last two weeks I also went to reunions for employees of two companies I used to work for. It’s always great to catch up with people you haven’t seen in years. The challenge is recognizing people who have lost hair, changed shape or morphed into new identities. I’m looking forward to another reunion next week. All of our kids and grandkids are coming to visit. I’m going to take a week off from writing so we can do lots of family activities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-5131052260604946751?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/5131052260604946751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=5131052260604946751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5131052260604946751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5131052260604946751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/06/reunions.html' title='Reunions'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-8331973311411928370</id><published>2010-06-11T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T14:17:50.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Retirement Homes</title><content type='html'>Since I write about older characters some of whom live in retirement homes, I visit many retirement communities. Yesterday, I went to the 50th anniversary celebration for the Frasier Meadows Retirement Community in Boulder, Colorado. In addition to great food and interesting people to meet, I heard Larry Minnix, President and CEO of the American Association of Homes and Services for the Aging (AAHSA) speak. He made excellent comments about the aging population and opportunities ahead for the older population. I got a kick out of a story Larry told. His mother was in a retirement community and after becoming a floor leader, she commented to Larry about senior romance saying, “I’ve bit off more than I can chew. You wouldn’t believe what goes on in this place after dark.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-8331973311411928370?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/8331973311411928370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=8331973311411928370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8331973311411928370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8331973311411928370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/06/retirement-homes.html' title='Retirement Homes'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-8839029153611412896</id><published>2010-06-05T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T14:59:14.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing and Walking</title><content type='html'>My usual schedule is to write in the morning and then spend the afternoon doing editing, critiques, administration, email and events. The two parts of the day are punctuated by getting some exercise around noon. At least three days a week, I take walks at this time. I find walking gives me a good break and time to think. I’ve started carrying a pad of paper and a pen with me, so when ideas strike me, I can jot them down. This is when I do some of my best brainstorming for plots of books I’m writing. I usually walk with walking poles so I’ll be jaunting along when an idea pops into my head. I stop at the side of the trail, take the poles off my wrists, pull out pen and paper and scratch a note. People must wonder what I’m doing but then again with all the people either mumbling to themselves or talking on cell phones, I may go unnoticed. When I get home I look through my notes. Then my challenge is reading my hen scratching. Most times I can decipher what I’ve written and I’m rejuvenated and have something new to add to my novel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-8839029153611412896?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/8839029153611412896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=8839029153611412896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8839029153611412896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/8839029153611412896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/06/writing-and-walking.html' title='Writing and Walking'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-2330856960010786597</id><published>2010-05-29T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T16:12:50.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Optimists</title><content type='html'>This last Thursday I went to a kindergarten graduation and then gave a presentation at an Optimist Club. What both events had in common: the pledge of allegiance. It struck how few places still give a pledge to the flag. I remember doing a pledge of allegiance when I was in grade school but now the only other place is at service organizations. One of the things I like about Optimist meetings (and I have spoken at approximately ten different clubs) is the positive Optimist Creed that the members recite at the end of the meeting. There are ten tenants of which one is particularly appropriate for all writers: “To forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-2330856960010786597?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/2330856960010786597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=2330856960010786597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2330856960010786597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2330856960010786597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/05/optimists.html' title='Optimists'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-3280347347742703445</id><published>2010-05-22T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T12:14:22.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surveillance Duty</title><content type='html'>I’m writing a novel that has a private investigator in an urban fantasy setting so I wanted to get a feel for the life of a PI. I contacted a fellow member of Mystery Writers of America who is a PI and spent part of the day being an assistant PI. My assignment was to be on surveillance in my car watching one end of an alley to see if anyone drove up and entered a particular house off the alley. I was briefed on my assignment, given a sheet with instructions, met the client who described the three people we were looking for and then parked where I could watch anyone enter the alley. At first I was nervous, particularly since someone across the street was working on a lawn and kept walking back and forth. I expected at any time for this man to stroll across the street and ask what I was doing sitting in my car for a long period of time. I didn’t know what to do while I waited so I started writing on my notepad observations about the neighborhood: a redwood fence around the house where I was parked, another car like mine in the driveway ahead, birds chirping, the sound of a train whistle in the distance, sun shining on my car so I had to open all the windows a crack, etc. Then a car turned into the alley and I started fumbling to get on the two-way radio to send an alert. I was asked if I could identify anyone in the car. I couldn’t. I saw the car was silver but didn’t get a good look at the make of the car. I got a partial license plate but couldn’t remember all the numbers and letters as I wrote a note. My partner drove through the alley from the other end and verified that the car stopped at a neighboring house and not the one we were interested in. I realized that I needed to step up my observation skills. The next car that drove down the alley, I got the type of car, color and license number but again couldn’t see the occupants because of tinted windows. Turned out to be a false alarm as well. I learned that nearly everyone driving in this neighborhood had tinted windows. Made it hard to spot someone. After an hour we swapped ends of the alley. I was becoming more comfortable being parked there watching. On this side there was more traffic but no one doing yard work. Several cars started into the alley and then turned around. I guess it was a good place to change direction if needed. After the second hour we swapped ends of the alley again. I parked in a new place. Now there were two men on the corner talking. I tried to act non-obtrusive. Finally, it started to rain and they each got in a truck and drove off. I had the place to myself. I wrapped up the surveillance with two more false alarms. We found that no one entered the target house during our three hour surveillance. Surveillance work is much like playing outfield in baseball. Ninety-nine percent of the time boring, with a few moments of panic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-3280347347742703445?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/3280347347742703445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=3280347347742703445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/3280347347742703445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/3280347347742703445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/05/surveillance-duty.html' title='Surveillance Duty'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-5188831879920502840</id><published>2010-05-16T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T10:01:39.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Humility</title><content type='html'>As a writer, I can become self-involved in my novels and promotional activities, but the one thing to bring about a sense of humility is to play video games with a nine-year-old. My granddaughter always challenges me to WII games when we visit her. I used to be a competitive tennis player, but let me tell you, she always clobbers me at WII tennis. And it’s not just because I’ve aged. I can still hold my own in real racquet sports but with the video games, I’m just cannon fodder. Oh, well. I can write it off as helping her with her self-esteem. But what about mine?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-5188831879920502840?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/5188831879920502840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=5188831879920502840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5188831879920502840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5188831879920502840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/05/humility.html' title='Humility'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-4331012947330638448</id><published>2010-05-08T15:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T16:03:02.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Older Americans Month</title><content type='html'>This is Older Americans Month. The theme this year is: Age Strong! Live Long! I’m on the Aging Advisory Council for Boulder County, Colorado, where I live. Yesterday we had a meeting in Nederland which is up in the mountains from Boulder. Arriving after several inches of snow had fallen from a May snowstorm, we learned about the operation of the Community Services Department of our county government. Wrist bands were handed out with the theme of the Older Americans Month, so I’m proud to wear mine and take my place with other older Americans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-4331012947330638448?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/4331012947330638448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=4331012947330638448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/4331012947330638448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/4331012947330638448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/05/older-americans-month_08.html' title='Older Americans Month'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-7203814857607002138</id><published>2010-05-08T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T16:00:29.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Older Americans Month</title><content type='html'>This is Older Americans Month. The theme this year is: Age Strong! Live Long! I’m on the Aging Advisory Council for Boulder County, Colorado, where I live. Yesterday we had a meeting in Nederland which is up in the mountains from Boulder. Arriving after several inches of snow had fallen from a May snowstorm, we learned about the operation of the Community Services Department of our county government. Wrist bands were handed out with the theme of the Older Americans Month, so I’m proud to wear mine and take my place with other older Americans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-7203814857607002138?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/7203814857607002138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=7203814857607002138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/7203814857607002138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/7203814857607002138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/05/older-americans-month.html' title='Older Americans Month'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-1328571129691692441</id><published>2010-05-01T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T12:45:11.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introver versus Extrovert</title><content type='html'>A lot of writers are introverts yet we have to promote our books and venture out to meet the public. Introverts gain energy when by themselves which is important when you spent months in front of a keyboard writing a manuscript. Extroverts become energized when around other people. In addition to tests like the Meyer-Briggs that indicated where you fall on the introvert-extrovert scale, there is another simple indicator. At the end of a hard day of work would you rather curl up by yourself or go to a party? When I’ve taken Meyer-Briggs tests in the past, I always place just past the middle on the introvert side. But over the course of a career in marketing and now promoting books, I’ve learned to be more outgoing and now enjoy giving presentations. I’ve also thought there could be other scales to consider. Maybe a refinement of the introvert-extrovert measurement would be the activert-relaxavert to measure if you spent your spare time in activities or relaxing. Or the Emotovert vs. Holdinovert on how we show our emotions. How about the Takeovert compared to a Giveovert on a me versus you orientation? And then there is the Talkovert-Listenovert scale on whether we are talkers or listeners.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-1328571129691692441?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/1328571129691692441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=1328571129691692441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/1328571129691692441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/1328571129691692441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/05/introver-versus-extrovert.html' title='Introver versus Extrovert'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-5291393174954666547</id><published>2010-04-22T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T13:47:37.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrorism</title><content type='html'>I’ve been writing a thriller that deals with terrorism. Recently I read an interesting article in the April, 2010, issue of Smithsonian magazine about Indonesia. According to the article the Indonesian government has made great strides against Islamic terrorism through a three fold policy: 1. Aggressively pursue terrorist, 2. Undercut the popular appeal of militancy by exposing it as un-Islamic, and 3. Ensure that the government doesn’t create more terrorists by treating prisoners brutally.  This makes all the sense in the world. A stand must be taken against terrorism, and just as there are Christian and Jewish extremist, there is a core of Islam that doesn’t buy into violence. Brutal treatment of prisoners leads to martyrs and a hardening of sentiment against the government. This is a lesson that regimes around the world must learn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-5291393174954666547?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/5291393174954666547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=5291393174954666547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5291393174954666547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5291393174954666547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/04/terrorism.html' title='Terrorism'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-5558898025877380147</id><published>2010-04-17T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T07:07:37.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing Rules—There Are None Or Are There?</title><content type='html'>After years of going to writers conferences, speaking with other authors about what they do and even after my last post, I’ve reached the conclusion that there are no writing rules. Here are several examples. 1. I’ve often heard authors wax poetic about how they know they’re really into the flow of their writing when their characters take over. I haven’t had this experience but I guess it’s like channeling someone else’s thoughts. Recently, I heard best-selling author, Stephen Cannell address this topic. He quoted Janet Evanovich who when asked if her characters ever run away with the story replied, “If they do, I shoot the sons of bitches.” 2. Another rule often stated is to write what you know. This is definitely helpful when getting started, but one of the joys of the writing process is to experiment and try new things. That’s when learning takes place. 3. Some people state that using a prologue is verboten. I find many thrillers greatly improved by the prologue that sets the stage in the past and then plays out in the present. 4. Character description. Some people advocate extensive character description while others keep it to a minimum to let the reader’s imagination fill in the blanks. We’ve all seen excellent examples of both approaches. 5. Outlines versus seat-of-the-pants. Here’s one where you’ll hear opinions ranging from extensive outlining to just sitting down and writing. Either extreme or any gradation in between can work. It’s up to the writer to figure out what’s best for him or her. I use a basic outline but then always find that the story takes off in a direction I never would have predicted. I need a starting structure but then can enjoy the discovery of new alternatives as I write. 6. Write it right the first time versus extensive rewrites. I happen to be in the camp of many rewrites. I can write a fast first draft but then need to do numerous rewrite passes. But there are others who labor over that first draft and then that’s it. Hey, whatever works for you. Rules? Okay, so I really think there are two rules to writing. These are: 1. Sit down and get started, 2. Keep going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-5558898025877380147?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/5558898025877380147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=5558898025877380147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5558898025877380147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5558898025877380147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/04/writing-rulesthere-are-none-or-are.html' title='Writing Rules—There Are None Or Are There?'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-3862330641779454660</id><published>2010-04-10T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T15:51:55.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference on World Affairs</title><content type='html'>Every April the University of Colorado sponsors a Conference on World Affairs and this last week I had an opportunity to take in two sessions. One session was titled SuperGeeks Changing the World.  One of the speakers talked about crazy billionaires who change the world. The formula was arrogance plus money equals innovation. Some of the super rich are turning their attention to new endeavors or philanthropy. Another point was made that we’re all becoming participants in the media with the Internet providing more democratization of news dissemination. An example is WikiLeaks which publishes information that has been leaked from classified sources such as the recent video of collateral death in Iraq including two Reuters News people. I also attended a session on Writing—The Process. One of the panelists made the statement that less than five percent of authors earn a living from their writing. Another described the writing process as four steps: 1. The madman—write everything down, 2. The architect—take material and put it together, 3. The carpenter—use the architect’s plans to build, and 4. The judge—do the editing. A web site recommended to writers: aldaily.com. It stands for Arts and Letters Daily and is an eclectic set of information. I checked it out and found that it is fascinating—a web site I could spend hours on if I allowed myself to read all the interesting tidbits. One of the presenters mentioned a list of writing rules attributed to Elmore Leonard and others which, paraphrased, included: 1. Never start a book with weather, 2. Never use an adverb, 3. Leave out the parts readers tend to skip, 4. If it sounds like writing, rewrite, and 5. Never put a picture of a famous author on your desk, particularly one who committed suicide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-3862330641779454660?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/3862330641779454660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=3862330641779454660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/3862330641779454660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/3862330641779454660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/04/conference-on-world-affairs.html' title='Conference on World Affairs'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-5031884725364780954</id><published>2010-03-31T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T08:23:45.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter</title><content type='html'>I’ve been on Twitter for a while but haven’t really spent the time to use it effectively. At the Northern Colorado Writers Conference last weekend, I attended a session on Twitter and received some good recommendations. Then this morning I participated in a webinar put on by Harlequin on Twitter (I’m a Harlequin author since my two geezer-lit mysteries are out in a book club edition through Worldwide Mysteries, an imprint of Harlequin). Once again I learned that I need to be more proactive with my Twitter usage. They also recommended using your real name as a username in Twitter. I used to have my user name as geezerlit in Twitter but I’ve changed it to mikebefeler so readers can find me more easily. One of the useful recommendations for social media is to follow the 12:1 rule. Put out twelve messages with information for every message that promotes yourself. I’m being dragged kicking and screaming into the world of Twitter. Look out. I’m going to really learn how to tweet one of these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-5031884725364780954?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/5031884725364780954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=5031884725364780954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5031884725364780954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/5031884725364780954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/03/twitter.html' title='Twitter'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-7554726238971436751</id><published>2010-03-25T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T14:10:10.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Media</title><content type='html'>I attended a teleconference put on by Harlequin earlier this week on the subject of social media. I was invited because my two books, Retirement Homes Are Murder and Living With Your Kids Is Murder, have been released by a Harlequin imprint, Worldwide Mysteries, for direct to book club editions. The session covered an overview of the various forms of social media including web sites, blogs, Facebook and Twitter. One of the interesting statements made concerned the 12:1 rule, which is, post information that is useful to others twelve times for every self-promotion post. This makes all the sense in the world. If we engage and are active in whatever forms of social media we choose, then it’s perfectly acceptable to do blatant self-promotion (BSP) once in a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-7554726238971436751?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/7554726238971436751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=7554726238971436751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/7554726238971436751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/7554726238971436751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/03/social-media.html' title='Social Media'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140799257872423903.post-2101712286281766569</id><published>2010-03-18T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T16:03:12.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Northern Colorado Writers Conference</title><content type='html'>Next Friday and Saturday, March 25-26, 2010, I’ll be attending the Northern Colorado Writers Conference at the Hilton Fort Collins. One of the things I like about writers conferences is that they offer three types of workshops: 1. Improving your craft, 2. Selling your manuscript, and 3. Promoting your book. When I attended my first writers conference in 2002, I was solely focused on developing my writing skills. Then over time I gravitated to learning how to pitch to agents and editors. Once I sold my first novel, then promotion became the highest priority for me. Still, I always attend sessions on honing writing skills. No matter where we are in the writing/selling/promoting cycle, we can all benefit from learning more on how to write. At the upcoming conference I’ll be teaching two workshops titled, “Establishing a Marketing Platform” and “Mixing Humor, Mystery and Older Characters.” This looks to be an excellent conference with a keynote given by Stephen Cannell. I heard him speak at the Left Coast Crime Conference last weekend, and the audience is in for a treat. Also, for anyone attending who wants to learn more about Mystery Writers of America, I’ll be buying coffee at the Starbucks in the Hilton lobby at 2 P.M. on Friday, so stop by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7140799257872423903-2101712286281766569?l=mikebefeler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/feeds/2101712286281766569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7140799257872423903&amp;postID=2101712286281766569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2101712286281766569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140799257872423903/posts/default/2101712286281766569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikebefeler.blogspot.com/2010/03/northern-colorado-writers-conference.html' title='Northern Colorado Writers Conference'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16941634330184333446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wzNY3LTwLuo/R5J3WERhgDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W7TnWi8KZBo/S220/Mike+Book+Jacket.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
