Drones. FIRE IS NICE, the book I’m madly editing presently, has plot turns dependent on drones. Of course I’ve done the research on drones (you can snap up one for $400, but the big ones used by the police run about 25 grand) With my feeding filters open, lazily swimming through my days, I’ve been gathering factoids on drones, some
1. The National Parks don’t allow them (usually) because they interfere with the park experience and upend our rights of privacy as citizens. Drones are legal to use when ‘watching’ non-citizens, but since U.S. folk mix in visitors from other countries, drones have been a no-no in the Parks.
2. Drones are now used by lifeguards to locate swimmers in trouble and throw life saving equipment to them. Saw that in the New York Times.
3. Homeland Security has a stable of drones they can’t use (a legal issue). I have my character in FIRE IS NICE, borrow them. Convenient, huh?
4. My husband is on the board of our 50-home community council. In rewriting the covenants, whether or not to allow drones in the neighborhood, has become an issue. Do you want drones flying over your house?
5. Drones are flying. All over the place, I guess. Not to be paranoid. But. They fly 15,000-60,000 feet above us and take pictures, constantly. Where, we aren't sure.
6. Worse? Drones are being used by Mexican cartels to kill people: https://www.rmus.com/products/rmus-heavy-duty-police-drone?utm_medium=cpc&utm_source=googlepla&variant=27915714241&gclid=EAIaIQobChMI6LPv2NP42AIVzol-Ch3m9g-BEAQYAiABEgI1pfD_BwE
I reiterate, authors are filter feeders when it comes to enriching our stories. What are you learning a lot about lately because it’s important to your manuscript?
One focus when I wrote BAD LIES was caves on the Amalfi coast. Want to fly with me to Italy and see some caves? You can pretend you’ve got a chance to win a golf tournament helped by the caddy of your dreams. Here’s BAD LIES http://a.co/0DuYNPn:
Italy’s haunted caves spell danger for an American golfer and a NATO geologist
Sophie Maxwell is a late-blooming, unorthodox golfer, and mother of a precocious thirteen year-old. Determined to put divorce, bankruptcy, and a penchant for gambling in her past, Sophie goes to Italy for a qualifying golf tournament.
Jack Walker turned his back on a pro golfing career to become a geologist. As a favor to his ailing father he’ll caddy for Sophie; off hours, he’ll find caves on the Mediterranean coast, suitable for NATO listening posts for terrorist activity.
Someone is determined to stop Jack’s underground hunt and ruin Sophie’s chances to win her tournament.
On a Rome golf course and in the Amalfi coast’s haunted caves, all the odds are stacked against Sophie and Jack. In their gamble of a lifetime, who wins?
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