1-How long have you been writing? Since childhood.
2- What is your favorite genre to write? Probable paranormal since it is so creepy and mystifying
3-What are you working on now? I just finished a biography true-crime that occurred in my hometown in 1982, and took 25 years to solve.
4-When you begin a story do you start with character or plot? Character, so I know what type of story, fantasy, paranormal etc, to write about.
5-Tell us about your latest/upcoming release. What inspired it? “The Crime of the Century,” My inspiration came from it being a true case and took so long to solve, also the man convicted was innocent, which was a whole other story in itself.
Here three poems from her book
IN A LAND ONCE CALLED
PARADISE
The road seemed endless,
with each step they took.
Weighed down by their gear,
emotions and fear.
They walked on every so fast.
Knowing each step might be
their last.
The rain poured and the sun
beat down.
As each side’s casualty
became a mass.
Sounds of guns echoed all
around.
As refuge became weeds and
tall grass.
Each soldiers level of honor
and courage was found.
As they fought bravely
alongside the screams and death sounds.
While evils of man lingered
amongst fields of rice,
devastation reigned in a land
once called paradise.
SOMETHING EVIL STIRS
Something evil stirs in my
town.
A growing unrest.
A defiant unease, a growing anxiety.
Moving ever so softly, like whispers on the wind.
This thing comes swiftly.
No warning-as silent as breath.
Drenched in malice, it nears.
A friend to chaos, sloth and death.
So quick-a malignant mass.
Leaving behind the useless and morally dead.
So forceful, that many become chaff.
A growing unrest.
A defiant unease, a growing anxiety.
Moving ever so softly, like whispers on the wind.
This thing comes swiftly.
No warning-as silent as breath.
Drenched in malice, it nears.
A friend to chaos, sloth and death.
So quick-a malignant mass.
Leaving behind the useless and morally dead.
So forceful, that many become chaff.
Consuming everything within
my town.
It fed well-as always.
Until the next time-devouring all.
It fed well-as always.
Until the next time-devouring all.
Slipping into homes, like fog
on the bay.
Youthful disenchantment
suffocates all.
Beware the beast is red as fire.
A mass of hate and poison.
Our dictators battle the war with little success,
for the King and his court, squabble like school boys.
Beware the beast is red as fire.
A mass of hate and poison.
Our dictators battle the war with little success,
for the King and his court, squabble like school boys.
Only harmony will sooth the
beast.
A legion of unity, to succeed is needed.
Something evil stirs.
I am ready-standing tall and strong.
I draw strength from within.
Honor rules my mind.
A legion of unity, to succeed is needed.
Something evil stirs.
I am ready-standing tall and strong.
I draw strength from within.
Honor rules my mind.
Courage stirs my desire to
win.
For the beast is-procrastination.
For the beast is-procrastination.
Ode to Keesha (my granddaughter)
Her past four years felt like an eternity,
as we watched her grow and see…
From the mom who urged her to do
better.
To the fine woman she turned out
to be.
Her awkward times, turned to cherished memories,
and the crowded halls she learned
to call home.
The Indian mascot defined her;
and “The Times of My Life,” her graduation song.
Those rough years became her joy,
as high school trained her for life’s hurdles.
From the tantrums and parties she threw.
To her many admirers who smiled
and pursued.
Most strangers she now calls friends.
A makeshift family to love to the end.
Most strangers she now calls friends.
A makeshift family to love to the end.
Her life is now a bright future,
as petty jealousies and
heartbreaks mend.
She’s not a little girl anymore.
But nearly grown and out the
door.
Long after the drama, she’ll
realize how far,
her tears, and hard work got her.
AUTHOR BIO:
JoAnne hails from the Hocking Hills region of southeastern Ohio. She also canvass paints, and sews. When not exercising her hobbies or working outside the home, JoAnne spends time with relatives, her dogs Jasmine and Scooter, and volunteers her time within the community. She is a member of the Hocking Hill's Arts and Craftsmen Association, The Hocking County Historical Society and Museum, and the Hocking Hills Regional Welcome Center. JoAnne is a mother of three and grandmother of eight. She believes in family values and following your dreams
Her original canvass paintings, can be found at: http://www.booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com
JoAnne's upcoming novels are:
"MURDER MOST FOUL," a detective/mystery
"WICKED INTENTIONS" a paranormal anthology
"LOVES', MYTHS' AND MONSTERS'," a fantasy anthology
"FLAGITIOUS," a novella anthology
"THE CRIME OF THE CENTURY," a biography true-crime
"TWISTED LOVE," a true crime anthology
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