https://www.amazon.com/Diane-DeVillers/e/B00BWY3Q9K My writing is considered contemporary fiction, using my journals since the seventies mixed in with some stuff I make up, embellishments lets say, real life isn’t always that interesting. Some of the short stories are about my working in nursing homes, and one novel is about when i lived with a 96 yr old man needing a few months of in home support after a heart attach, he was very cranky and i eventually wormed my way into his heart, he knew Al Capone and told fascinating stories about all the mystery, and goings on, he worked in one of the illegal breweries, and even spent his honeymoon in one of Al's hotel rooms at the Lexington Hotel in Chicago, he said that when they opened the dresser drawers they were filled with money and he spent the whole night worried that if they left their room and someone stole any of it, like the maids, that he would end up with cement shoes in the river. Every night i would write down the stories.
Another novella is about my job as a forester doing surveys, stand exams, ten point stand exams in many national forests in Oregon, living free like a gypsy, no phones living in tents with a group of vagabond foresters, or graduated tree planters. Some had degrees I learned as working first as an apprentice to one of the foresters, whom I eventually married, and I got so good at them that I never failed a plot. The Forest Service would take a pin and prick it on an aerial photograph and we had to find that exact spot in the forest and start an extensive survey of every tree, plants, grass, I was quick and all because i was scared shitless that I would run into a bear or some weirdo living in the woods, so i worked fast and was one of the top production greenhorns. Of course, i came to be known as Queen of the comeback, since i was usually the only gal in the crew and they picked on me. It's amazing what I could say to chop down some six foot four guy who messed with me.
I know, it’s getting lengthy but you did ask.
The most recent one is based on the character living in Eugene, on Moon Mountain where I live, my live in boyfriend has been demoted to living out in a yurt in my backyard, of course, he asked why it wasn’t based in reality, and i told him that i had to work on the romance in the story and that eventually, he moved in. Once a year the retired nurse Eve, travels to Catalina Island, (as a girl I traveled there with my folks and loved it) and she stays with an old man who has Multiple Sclerosis while his wife takes a three-month vacation. And again I live the summers with a sometimes-cranky old man....
Another short story is about an old man i used to know in WI the story is called "God living in a nursing home in WI" we called him God because he was so old, and because he had a stroke he could only say one word and that word was "One", i know freaky well I was his favorite nurses aid and i spent lots of time visiting him while working, and he was my favorite, in fact they would call me on the loud speaker or even at home so i could listen to his inflection and gestures to figure out what he was saying, things like he is telling to "Hey dumbass get my urinal" or I gotta take a crap idiot" and he would just laugh.
The novel i am writing now, with full inspiration, which i get when starting a new project is called "Eve was framed, the garden gate stands ajar. It starts out in the Garden of Eden when Eve finds Adam sleeping below an apple tree with an apple core in his hand. You know the rest. Then the story starts out on the farm i lived on in 70's and how i got out to Oregon, a feminist tale, a funny, story based out of my journals, so much of it is already written, and of course I embellish it, you know me....https://www.amazon.com/Diane-DeVillers/e/B00BWY3Q9K