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Part Seven of The Whiteboard is here!
I hope you are enjoying this little strange tale. I think you will enjoy how things speed up from this point forward. Poor Anne. She’s a victim but she can’t seem to understand how to deal with it.

You can read part six here

Last time, she went to her boss for help…we left her about to explain to him what has been going

©Part Seven of The Whiteboard by Kim Smith

“Yes. A visitor,” she repeated. “And whoever it is, you see, I don’t know their identity, so whoever it is, is writing on my whiteboard.”

He stared at her, waiting. She couldn’t fathom how what she’d just told him didn’t shock him, but he didn’t look at at all shocked.

“You mean, without permission?” he asked, politely.


“What is this person writing?”

“Nothing earth-shattering. They or he or she made mention of my social life and put up a bit of song.”

“Nothing violent? Nothing threatening?”

She shook her head.

“Anything that could be deemed harrassment?”

She shook her head again.

He leaned forward. “So, why are you telling me? If it’s not threatening or harrassment, there’s very little the company can do.”

“The whiteboard is company property. Can’t I report it as being misused or damaged or something?”

He thought a moment before speaking. “What do you hope to accomplish by reporting misuse of company property? The worst that would happen is that it would be removed. Is that what you would like?”

“I would like to find out who’s been doing this, is all, sir. They have taken to writing on my car, as well. I…I believe they may have stolen my car keys. I’ve just gotten back from the garage, where they were lying on the ground just under my car. I am hoping you can help me figure out who this maniac is.” She hated the way her voice turned into whining.

“Are you sure you didn’t drop the keys? I don’t mean to sound skeptical but this all sounds like high school stuff.”

“Doesn’t the company have video cameras around?”

“No,” he frowned. “They have them in the parking lot, as a security measure. But if this person is really up to no good, they will figure out how to get around that. Haven’t you ever watched the crime dramas on television?”

She bit her lip, trying to think of another way to get help, as he was beginning to grate on her nerves. Did he think she was a total idiot? How did he get to be in his position, anyway?

He interrupted her thoughts. “Was there any damage to your car?”

“Not that I could tell.”

He leaned forward and gave her a piercing stare. “How is this person getting into your office at night?”

That was the one question that she dreaded the most.

“I don’t lock my office.”

He glanced at his watch ready to put this behind him. “I see.”

He placed one hand over the other and she felt like she was standing in a lawyer’s office, getting advice.

“I think you should start,” he said.

Her heart fell like a stone. No help forthcoming from this man. Her mind went higher, to his boss. Maybe someone else would show a bit more compassion.

She turned and walked toward the door. “Thank you for your time. I’ll do that.”

“I’ll speak to Joe downstairs about the video cameras and see if they have copies of the recordings. I wouldn’t pin all my hopes on it though. We likely have to have a piece of legal paper to get at them.”

She turned to give him a last moment to offer something of assistance to her. She clasped her hands in front of her and let out a held breath. “Okay. Thank you.”

When he spoke next, she knew assistance was not forthcoming.

“Close the door, will you?” he asked, waving her out.

She did, a little strongly. On the other side of the door, she resisted the urge to just lean against it and cry.

“Not helpful at all,” she whispered as she walked away.

She fretted over the situation all afternoon, and found herself looking around for someone watching her all the way to her car that evening. Nothing happened, and her car seemed quite un-molested.

Then, Friday came, and everything changed in Anne’s world. A dreadful, insidious force had found her and they weren’t going anywhere anytime soon.


Hope you are loving this short story. It’s hard to believe we are up to PART SEVEN! I am rewriting it now, putting more in, and editing it *yes, you have been getting first draft material here* egads! I hope to have it in a published form sometime this year. 

Please feel free to leave a comment below if you have something to add.


Part six of The Whiteboard

You can find part five of The Whiteboard here


So, here is the sixth part or installment of our strange tale. The Whiteboard is about a woman whose dry erase board at her job suddenly starts issuing someone’s opinion and becomes the object of their interest with her as the recipient.  Today we find out what happens next.

©The Whiteboard Part Six by Kim Smith

The writer didn’t put out new whiteboard writing at all on Thursday. By the time Anne got ready to leave work, she had convinced herself it was just a silly office game someone was playing with her and best left ignored. She wanted no part in it.

But when she prepared to leave for the day, she couldn’t locate her keys.

She was fastidious to a fault and to misplace anything was not her norm. She checked her sweater hanging on the back of the door, took every item out of her purse. turned it upside down and patted it to make anything inside fall out.

Nothing did.

And she had an immense set of keys. They were impossible to miss when they were lying on the desk or in the bottom of her purse. She checked her desk, every nook and cranny, even looking all around on the floor.

The keys were officially missing.

She gazed up at the whiteboard. Nothing there to give her a hint.

Or was there?

In very tiny writing, using the yellow marker this time, was one single line that she had completely missed.

“I like your car.”

Now, a cold drip of fear sucked through her belly. Did the writer take her keys?

She had to go to her car.

Of course, the writer had taken the keys.  Why else were they missing? The writer was taunting her. Anger made her breath come out in a whoosh as she strode from her office headed straight for the elevator.

If this lunatic had done anything to her car…she’d kill him. Or her. She didn’t care. When she got her hands on them, they’d be a believer.

When she walked outside, she blinked at the brilliance of the sun as it shone on her face. She would love to be able to just sit on the concrete steps and enjoy it. But instead, she thought about how unfair life was. She couldn’t even enjoy the seasonal beauty because someone had gotten focused on her and now had her heart filled with hate.

When she arrived at the car, her keys were lying just underneath the car’s door. Did she accidentally drop them? Had she been all keyed up over the writer’s activities and been at fault all along?

She scooped them up and walked around her car, suspiciously. She had had to have them in her hands to lock the vehicle’s door’s with the clicker. It was obviously locked. Besides, hadn’t the writer said in the latest writing that they liked the car?

Frustrated, she rushed inside the building to go straight to her boss’s office. Enough was enough. When she walked into her supervisor’s office, it was like it wasn’t even her moving her legs. She was a robot performing some weird pre-designed action.

“What’s up?” Mr. Stanton asked.

“I…I have a problem,” she replied, looking at the various items on his desk, formulating her thoughts.


He was being kind.

She was approaching this all wrong. She dove in anyway.

“Y-yes,” she stammered. “I’ve been having a visitor at night in my office.”

She glanced at him.

He steepled his fingers together and sat back.

“A visitor?”


Well, there you have it, my friends. What do you think will happen next?




Con week : Getting ready to go

Con Week! Are you ready yet? I love creatives and cons, so this week I am a happy writer.

So, this is going to be my last post until I am in Louisville, KY at the convention. Oh, Imaginarium, you are calling my name. I simply cannot wait.


I guess I had better get my bag packed, huh?

That is the last thing I do. I never pack until right before I am about to leave. I am afraid I will need something out of the bag, so I wait. Haven’t really forgotten anything yet. But this is only my second con this year, after all.

So, while I am gone, I am hoping to do some Facebook Live spots. They will be mostly about the con. I will be chatting live with my bestie, Linda Rettstatt, as we sit at the table in the vendor hall. We will be talking about writing and books, so if you see my face show up in the FB live map, you will know why!

Here is the link:,-34.013671875,3z

if it doesn’t work, just go out and Google FACEBOOK LIVE and you will find it-just look in the state of Kentucky around the Louisville area. I have had a lot of fun with this Live map.

I wish I had times to give you, but I really don’t know. The live spots will be pretty impromptu. If you are not following me on Facebook, here is that link :  and I have added the FB page to the sidebar so you can find it there also. Please like the page so you can be a part of this event!

I have not done Periscope before -and when I went out to look into it, I would have to add it as an app to my phone, which I may do once I am at the con just for quickie updates – so if you are a Periscope fan, check that out.

If you are a new fan/follower, please don’t forget about the podcast! In fact, go here now and listen/watch at least the last four. These authors are so generous with their information. You should pay attention to them. For Writer Groupie Podcast

OH! and there will be a chance to win a $10 Amazon Gift Card at my table in the vendor hall so be sure to come by and get in on the action!

Well, that’s about it for me. Have a lot to do before the con,  and I hope to see you there! By the way, I will have images and info after the con for you to be a part of it vicariously.

Disk of Death Cover Reveal

Disk of Death is almost here!

Hello and welcome to cover reveal day! I am very excited about this reprisal of my Shannon Wallace Mystery series. If you are a fan and have been following along since the early days, let me say thank you. I cannot wait for you to enjoy the ride all over again. It’s been updated, re-edited, re-covered, and I think much better. Shannon and I have had a chance to renew our friendship as well, and I must say I am in love with writing her stories all over again.

If you are new to the series, I hope you enjoy this first book and entry point into South Lake, Mississippi – home of the SLPD, South Lake Police Department, and Tillie’s Home Cookin’– It’s GOOOOD! Tillie’s, Shannon’s aunt and her little eatery is renown in north Mississippi. Shannon loves her hometown…well, until she begins this one week… but this is a caper mystery…so get it and find out what happens~!

Okay, just because I cannot wait another minute….

I unveil the cover for you.

Are you ready?

Here it is!


The cover for Disk of Death, the first book in the Shannon Wallace Mysteries.

DiskShe’s a woman on a mission.

Shannon Wallace is having a bad hair week. She’s been ditched by her job, dumped by her boyfriend, and implicated in his murder.
When she finds out her very private video collection is missing from the crime scene, it is all out war to find the disks before the cops do. The problem is–the killer has them. And he’s watched them. Now Shannon’s at the top of his most wanted list!

DISK OF DEATH is now out on pre-order! You can get it before it is even released, by clicking this link GET IT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Here’s another busy Sunday

Happy Sunday everyone! I have been very busy getting stuff done for my digital life. I have learned how to produce my podcast audio and video and believe me, it was not easy. My sweet husband has been doing it for me all this time, but he is soon going to be unable to do that, so I had to learn. I never realized how much went into the editing phase of production.

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When I tell you I will be glad when he is well enough to take back that responsibility, I really truly mean it. There are so many opportunities for mistakes, and in the hands of a newb like me? Oh dear.

Anyway, I have been working on that, I have produced TWO podcasts for you for the coming week, the fabulous Jennifer Anderson, and the fantastic Janie Franz, will be on Writer Groupie this week so make plans to listen and or watch.

I would like to remind you that the audio only version of the podcast has an introduction recording now that isn’t on the video. If you want MORE great info from me – have a listen to the audio feed. You can subscribe to Writer Groupie podcast on iTunes if you want just an audio podcast. And of course, if you are a video fiend, as I am, there will always be that on Youtube at the WG channel. I would love for you to go out and have a look or a listen and then RATE or REVIEW the show. Those ratings and reviews on iTunes and Youtube are very helpful.

Okay, then, what else have I been up to? Well, just this morning I found the cover art for my next YA book, the romance I have been working on called Puppy Love. This image is just perfect and I cannot wait to get it done up for you.

The writing on Puppy Love is going really well, too. Since starting a spreadsheet to keep up with word counts, I am totally hooked. It keeps me on track, makes me accountable. And of course, when I am on a time frame like workday mornings, I will set my TeamVis timer and go at it. That is the most productive 25 minutes of my day. You should try it!

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I have also begun a non-fic that I hope to present in the new year. So many of you are just getting started on this writing journey and you have so many questions, I felt it was just a great thing to do. It will be a PERMA-free booklet here on the site so if you are an aspiring writer plan on getting it.

2016 will be a busy time here so I hope you will keep following along-it is going to be a great deal of fun. In the latter part of December, I will post up my 2016 goals and discuss how this year how gone, and how I hope the new year will go.

Until then, have a great week everyone!