Wednesday, June 3, 2026

Interview with Literary Author E.A. Monroe



E.A. Monroe 
Norman, Oklahoma
Cover of "Fortune's Hostage"


Good morning, Elizabeth.  Welcome to Vision and Verse.  I love your Facebook Author Page.  It is very beautiful.  SO tell us, what have your written?
Written in Omen, Book 1 in the Voice of the Wind: Shadows of Time and Fortune’s Hostage, Book 2 in the series.  I’m working on the edits for Cursed in Love, Book 3 in the Voice of the Wind series. I’m also almost finished writing a novel that’s set in Oklahoma City in 1931. It’s about two orphan sisters (ages 11 and 5) who have run away from an orphanage and have joined up with a gang other kids who are living on the streets. I’ve had a blast writing it as the story was inspired by a childhood incident and a dream that I had years later.

What is your favorite genre to write?
I don’t write in any particular genre, so I just categorize my writing as literary fiction, but it usually incorporates a little from every genre.

And what is your favorite food?
Desserts! No, I like any kind of fruits — watermelon, cantaloupe, apples, pears. Mexican and Chicken.

Where would you like to visit?
The Pacific or Atlantic Oceans. I would love to visit the Pacific Northwest, Alaska, Scotland and Ireland.

Favorite musical artist?
Sting is my favorite musical artist. I also like Florence and the Machine. When writing, listening to music is often too distracting, especially if there are lyrics. My mind starts wandering off on story ideas. I love listening to various movie scores or classical composers like Gustav Mahler when I write — anything that doesn’t have lyrics. My husband plays guitar and other music instruments, so when he’s in his music room working on composing a song I listen to his guitar music.

What makes you laugh?
Anything might tickle my funny bone — old I Love Lucy and Andy Griffith episodes. Anything off the wall. My son enjoys doing impersonations and “voices.” The antics of my dog and cat. Steve Martin, the comedian, once pulled a joke on me and told me I was bananas.

How old were you when you started writing?
When I was 10 and in Mrs. Esther Steele’s 5th grade, she saw the spaced out daydreamer and harnessed me to reality by assigning me as our “class reporter.” I scribbled the “news,” Mrs. Steele edited and graded, and then I rewrote my little class news article. After school my mom would drive me over to Molly Week’s house. Molly was a reporter for the Mangum Star newspaper in Mangum, OK. Molly always paid me with a stick of Wrigley’s Spearmint Gum. The “news” I wrote appeared in Friday’s newspaper. So it was fun getting to read something I wrote in the newspaper.

Where do you get your inspiration?
For me, writing starts way before scribbling words on the pages of a notebook — writing starts in imagination, pretending and natural curiosity — or dreams. My earliest memories began in imagination. I try to catch the images — the mirages, movement, all the sensory stuff into words on paper. And, very clumsily, too. Other times, it’s standing in front of the kitchen sink, washing dishes, staring out the window and letting my mind roam. Ideas sprout from conversations and sometimes an odd article I’ve read.

What do you do when you get a writer's block?
I goof off. But that doesn’t mean I’m not thinking about the characters, observing their little scenarios, eavesdropping on their conversations. Detailed scenes flash through my thoughts. I just let the cauldron bubble and simmer. I read a lot. Sew. Look at photos. Photos are great inspiration.

Who is your favorite author?
I have too many favorite authors from since I first began reading. My favorite author is usually the author I’m reading at the moment, but I guess my all-time favorite contemporary writer is Diana Gabaldon.

I love her, too!  Best book you ever read.
Do I have to pick just one?
No
Okay then, the books that stick most in my mind are Steinbeck’s East of Eden, Gabaldon’s Outlander, and of course, J.R.R. Tolkien’s stories.

Who is the one person who has influence your personal life the most and why? 
I can’t say there’s any one person who has influenced my personal life the most. Too many people have influenced me. Some positive; some negative — my mom (conscience) and dad (high-strung). I had a lot of unusual early childhood experiences that pretty much shaped my feelings and thoughts. My dad was a small town physician, a jovial social person that everyone loved, but at home we kids toed the line for fear of the paddle on our behinds. He used to take me on house calls to meet his elderly, bed-ridden patients. I was all eyes and ears. My mom was always the moral compass. To keep me busy when she had a toddler and infant to take care of and the house, plus my dad and me, she sat me at the kitchen table, plunked down a Sears & Roebuck catalog in front of me along with an empty coffee tin, and gave me a pair of my dad’s surgical scissors. I was probably about 4. I spent hours cutting out stuff — mostly people — and filled up the coffee tin with paper doll stories. I more or less coerced my younger sister into playing paper dolls with me and we made up week-long story lines. Our favorite was when the maid and butler kidnapped the family and held them hostage. Oh, that was one big soap opera!

If you could sit down and have a conversation with ONE person, living or dead, real or fictional, who would it be and why?
My Grandma, Dora Timmons, my mom’s mom. She was probably the wisest person I knew, always surprising me with her many superstitions and accurate weather lore — pioneers who farmed probably all shared a sensibility with the earth and nature. She didn’t have any teeth (I was fascinated when she ate) and she raised six kids out in far Southwestern Oklahoma in Greer County on a cotton and wheat farm. They had no indoor plumbing and no indoor facilities, not even an outhouse. Their drinking water came from a cistern. As a young kid, I could not tell you how many times I worried about getting pecked on the butt when I was outside taking care of business. I spent a lot of time on the farm with her and grandpa. There are a lot of memories in that old farmhouse, gathered around a pot-bellied stove, and many of them have found their way into my writings.

What advice would you give someone who aspired to be a writer?
Observe everything and everyone in your environment; carefully observe your own thoughts, your actions, and whatever catches your attention and imagination. Write, write and rewrite millions of words. Read everything, study how the words and sentences ebb and flow, their rhythms. If your writing “sings” to you, maybe you’ve found your voice. Kick your ego to the curb and never stop learning. Be strong.

Another cover to share with us?



Do you have any links to share with us?

You can find more about my writing here:

Author FB Page: https://www.facebook.com/pages/EA-Monroe/459769297421748

Personal FB Page: https://www.facebook.com/elizabeth.monroe.391

Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Elizabeth-Monroe/e/B008KACMBC/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1

Twitter: ElizabethMonr16@Twitter.com

Blog: http://eamonroe.wordpress.com

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7142000.Elizabeth_Monroe

Also, this website/publisher features my books:  http://www.quillerworks.com









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Tuesday, June 2, 2026

BOOKS: The Cat Collier Mystery Series by Carol Ann Kauffman


 
 


January Black Ice is a romantic mystery. A strong-willed, sharp-minded woman, Mary Catherine Collier, is a journalist and obituary writer for a local newspaper. When the city’s rich and most influential lawyer, Detrick Bittmor, summons her to his penthouse apartment, she can’t say no. 

Cat, as she’s better known, has a soft spot for the old lawyer with a nasty reputation. There’s something about this man she finds charming. Detrick entrusts her with a puzzling personal matter; he wants to find out who the mysterious young man is who sits on a park bench every day at noon and stares up at his apartment windows. The man resembles a young version of himself, and Detrick suspects that he could be his son from an affair he had many years ago. He wants to find out the truth because this man could be his only heir. 

Somewhat reluctantly, Cat takes on the challenge. She befriends the young man, but will it be love at first sight or will she stumble upon a secret that could put both their lives in danger?










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Monday, June 1, 2026

ART: Spanish Landscape and Seascape Painter Martin Faustino Gonzalez


 















I claim nothing here as my own. I found Martin Faustino Gonzalez' work touchingly beautiful and I wanted to share it with my readers.
All images and information was found online at
Facebook
Art Cavern 
and this Spanish site: 
















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Sunday, May 31, 2026

SCHEDULE : June 1-5, 2026

 


Monday,  June 1 - ART:
Spanish Landscape and Seascape Painter 
Martin Faustino Gonzalez
Tuesday,  June 2 - BOOK SERIES:
The  Cat Collier Mystery Series
by Carol Ann Kauffman
Wednesday,  June 3 - INTERVIEW:
American Literary Author 
E. A. Monroe
Thursday,  June 4 - TV TIME:
Doc
(Fox)
Friday,  June 5 - BOOK: 
Talus
by Carol Ann Kauffman 







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Friday, May 29, 2026

BOOK: A Dilemma for Daisy, The Monday Mystery Society by Carol Ann Kauffman


 
Daisy Mazlo faces a dilemma. She’s met the man of her dreams in Cooper MacNeill, a gentleman in every sense of the word, tall, handsome, wealthy, witty, and very interested in her. But Daisy can’t accept his love, so she runs away, moving back to Oakville, where she grew up, to sort out her feelings. Will the small, loving community of her past help her find herself? Will Cooper come after her? Will a letter be pivotal in resolving Daisy’s dilemma? 

Will love win out?





Excerpt:

 

Chapter One

The Date


Oakville


“Want to go watch the soccer game with me on Friday after school?” asked Jeanne Bartell, the guidance counselor at Oak Grove, Oakville’s Middle School. “My cousin’s playing and I promised him I’d go.”

“No, thanks,” said Daisy. Her lustrous brown curls bounced as the girls walked the trail in beautiful Riverside Park after school.

“Are you sure? Watching Oakville’s best-looking guys beat the crap out of each other on the soccer field is a great release after a long week at work.”

“I’m sure it’s very cathartic, but no thanks.”

“Got other plans? Got a date maybe?”

“No, Bailey hates being left alone on Friday evenings. There’s nothing for him to watch on Animal Planet. Saturday and Sunday dog TV is much better. Honestly, Jeannie,” continued Daisy, “only date I’ve had since I’ve been back in Oakville was with my grandmother’s insurance agent.”

“I don’t think that counts.”

“Well, I think it might,” Daisy said with a hint of excitement in her big blue eyes. “Matt picked me up at my house, and he paid for dinner.”

“Matt? Matt Corcoran? Corky? Really?” Jeanne eyed her friend with a silly grin. “He’s a hunk.”

“We went to Manzano’s Italian Restaurant. We sat in the lounge near the fireplace under those big, beautiful paintings of the Italian countryside. Yes, he bought me dinner, we talked and laughed a lot, and had a good time. But no, it wasn’t romantic. It was financial.”

“I’ve known him since kindergarten and I’ve never known Corky to do that,” Jeanne said. “He usually conducts business meetings in his office. Wow, Daisy! I think it might have been a romantic overture.”

“Yeah.” She nodded. “But I told him straight up I wasn’t interested in anything more than my job, my house, and my dog right now, and he was very understanding. We did have a few meetings in his big, beautiful office first to deal with Gram’s life insurance and to work out all the details of my homeowner’s insurance policy. Then we went to dinner to get everything signed and sealed. Homeownership is a big responsibility. 

“Tell me about it.” Jeanne laughed.

“It seems my grandmother knew Corky pretty well. She mentioned how much she liked him. She said he was ‘an honest, caring, good-hearted young man.’ He’s a really nice guy. He’s knowledgeable and very professional―and kind of sweet, maybe.”

“I think it was a real date, and you sound interested. I thought you weren’t ready yet.”

“I’m not―interested or ready.”

“But Matt Corcoran is such a terrific guy! He’s smart, good looking, and athletic. He’s got a great sense of humor and runs a successful business here in town. All those muscles and great blond hair. And he’s so cute.”

“If you like him so much, then you go out with him. I’ll put in a good word for you,” Daisy said.

“Believe me, I’ve tried, along with half the town.” Jeanne sighed. “Tall, plain, and skinny just isn’t his type. He likes them pretty and perky and bosomy. Hint, hint. But if you’re not ready to move on from whatever happened in Chicago, you’re not ready. I get it. What was his name?”

“Cooper. How did you know?”

“Everybody in town knows something happened to you in Chicago and you’ve sworn off dating.”

“I may never be ready to move on,” Daisy said. “And that’s okay. I’ve been on my own for a while and I’m fine by myself. I have a great job, a beautiful home with wonderful family memories, and I have Bailey, my wonderful shelter dog. And it’s good to be back in Oakville.

“But what I am ready for is book club, Monday Night Murder Club, the Monday Mysterians, the ‘Monday is Murder in More Ways than One’ Group,” she said, on a dramatic roll.

“The Monday Mystery Society,” Jeanne pronounced it distinctly.

“That sounds so chic. I’ve never belonged to a book club like this one in my life, with so many members and such a diverse makeup. In Chicago, three or four people showed up, all women, all lonely women, looking for love and cookies. This book club is entertaining before you even open the book. I can’t wait for Monday!”

“Are you ever going to tell me what happened in Chicago?” Jeanne asked as they walked back to the car. “With Cooper, I mean. Daisy, if you’ve been attacked…”

“No, no, nothing like that. He was always the perfect gentleman. He…he misrepresented himself to me.” Daisy sighed, her usual upbeat demeanor vanishing. “He made me believe he was something he wasn’t.”

“Nobody’s perfect. Of all the rotten things men do these days, that’s not so bad. Maybe he just wanted to make a good impression on you.”

“Yes, that is bad.”

“But, Daisy, did you love him?”

Love him?” Daisy whispered. “I don’t want to talk about it right now, okay counselor? Let’s go home.”










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Thursday, May 28, 2026

TV TIME: Best Medicine (Fox)


 I love this series! It is the American version of the wonderful
Doc Martin series from Britain, but of course, it is Americanized.

If you are a dyed-in -the-wool Doc Martin fan, you probably won't like
this too much at first, but give it a chance. 



Josh Charles plays Doc Martin with the same high-level medical skill and low-level social skill as the original. But instead of a small, coastal British fishing town, it's set in a charming little town in Maine. 

The entire cast is terrific and works so well together. 
 










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Wednesday, May 27, 2026

INTERVIEW: French Artist Raphael Seygnovert


Raphael Seygnovert
French Artist

Dear Gentle Readers,

What a treat I have for you today! The wonderful French painter 
Raphael Seygnovert has taken time away from his easel to be 
with us this morning, and I am thrilled to bits, fan-girling all over 
the place.

Good morning, Raphael and welcome to Vision and Verse, the 
place for Art and Authors. I am a big fan of your work. It is my pleasure to have you here with us. Tell us a little about your work.
When I realize a work, I try more to express a feeling than to 
follow strictly speaking a figurative approach with as a theme the landscape. 
I use an archaic graphic language impregnated with all my experience, all my musical and pictorial artistic influences. It is 
as if I were trying to express a distant memory that would not 
have root in our present life. As a vision the eyelids closed.


What is your favorite medium?
I love all the pictorial techniques. It is a real pleasure to apply and work the pastel with 
the fingers, I also like acrylic but I use it recently; I have a preference for oil, it is 
a very complicated technique.




So what does our favorite Frenchman like to eat?
I appreciate French cuisine but as I am a vegetarian it is a bit 
complicated; I also love Asian, Indian and Japanese cuisine. 
Vegetables, cheeses ... And I love cooking too.

Coffee or tea?
I drink tea and coffee, but more coffee; In the north of France 
we drink a lot of coffee.

Pizza or ice cream?
The both!  Pizza "Sicilian" and Lemon ice cream.


What piques your interest?
I love everything about ancient cultures, ancient civilizations, mysteries ...

Favorite kind of music?
I love acoustic guitar, folk music, mystical music, relaxation music, traditional music and Celtic music. I listen to many different things, I would hardly say my favorite artist.

What makes Raphael Seygnovert laugh?
I laugh easily, I like to laugh with my friends. The imitators make me laugh, the hidden 
cameras too.





This is my very favorite of all your works. I have a small print 
of this hanging in my bedroom. You call it bluebells, but in my 
part of the world, we have tiny pale violet clusters called bluettes, or Quaker Ladies, that only bloom in the wet, wet spring, only in the woods or parks. 
They are my favorite flower. You cannot buy them in a store. You can't order them online or by phone. You can't get them from a florist. You must tromp through the wet woods and get all muddy
to find these little beauties.


How old were you when you began creating art?
I started to paint very young, then being an adult I stopped for a 
long time to resume after. But painting, art, is not a craft strictly 
speaking, it is a way of life. It's not a choice one day makes 
saying  "it's an interesting job", or "I can make a lot of money like that!" Or "I will be famous." This is necessary to us, for we need 
to create, to express ourselves in this way, because it is part of 
us. I need, as an auto-therapeutic way, to paint, it is my medicine ...which heals my soul. 
I think the important thing is to be in agreement with ourselves.




We all like to draw, paint, glue rocks together, snap photos, etc., but we are well aware we couldn’t make a living doing it.  When did you know you made the right decision?
I am comforted in my choice by all positive feedback from the people I meet.


Where do you get your inspiration?
Nature is a constant source of inspiration, walking in the middle
of the trees has always done me good, it is resource, we should 
try to preserve as many natural spaces as possible. 
My spirituality is also a source of inspiration.


What do you do when you get an artist block?
The artistic blockages I see more like moments of reflection that 
allow to take a new beginning, to have a new eye. We are all the time, internally, dying and reborn to evolve, to grow. Like the 
chrysalid and the butterfly.




Favorite artist?
I like many different artists, I like the Impressionists, Monet, Van Gogh, Cross, Corot and 
also Modigliani ...


If you were not an artist, what would you do for a living?

If I was not a painter, I would have liked to be a professional guitarist, a singer, or had a social job.

Who has influenced you most in your life?
The person who has influenced me most is hard to say; I have a 
thought for my father ... he was a great person ... courageous 
and much more, my mother too.. but I do not forget the others, 
all those people who cross your path and illuminate it even for a short time. 
I think we are all like sponges, every interaction, every encounter, 
changes our life in its own way.

What advice would you give someone who aspires to be an 
artist?
I will tell him to paint more and more, it is by forging that one 
becomes a blacksmith.I would tell him to expose ever more, meetings 
and criticisms are always very useful to evolve.To have his own 
opinion about his work and that of others.And getting to know
one self, is the best way to be authentic.

Links to follow our favorite Frenchman:

twitter: @seygnovert

Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to be with us today. We at Vision and Verse wish you continued success in all your endeavors. Come back and see us again!





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