Seriously. I NEED this!!! I know you're thinking I mean I want this, yeah that too but honestly, I NEED this. NOW!!! Bring it, quick, then back away slowly. It could keep me from hurting people. And oh yeah, while you're at it, don't forget the organic milk. Can you tell what sort of day it was?
My very first sock! I know, I know. Far from perfect but come one. It's the FIRST sock ever! I need lots of practice making the toe seem but all in all, I'm rather pleased with myself. So much so that I'm going to actually knit the other one so I have a pair of toasty warm, cozy socks. Ha!
I’m all for supporting a good cause.And I do.Animal-related ones especially.No,
that does not mean you should solicit funds from me for your animal causes.You support those and good for you.I have already chosen the ones I willingly
donate to on an ongoing basis. Good for me.
That said, I have no objection to groups milling around,
attempting to get funds from those who contribute impulsively.I’m not one of them so don’t bother but I
know many people are.Have at it.I appreciate the collectors who are polite
once I indicate I’m not interested.
What I do mind is the pattern that has developed in my
neighborhood.It is now a weekly
occurrence that has people standing on the street corners of the busiest
intersection around, holding out buckets for whatever the cause of the day
Again, I don’t mind others attempting to raise money for a legitimate
cause and, for the most part, I have heard of the ones displayed either on
their Tee-shirts or on their placards.Today
it was vests for police dogs.Excellent
and very worthy.My problem stems from
the fact that they have become a traffic hazard.Yes, there are stoplights and yes, for the
most part, those soliciting are mindful of them.
But not always.Busiest intersection around, remember?Lights change.People are
sometimes in a rush to beat the light and may not necessarily be paying as much
attention to traffic patterns as they should.When the car in front of them stops to donate they sometimes get run in
to.I know, mostly the fault of the
individual not watching but also the fault of those who stop as there really
isn’t room to pull over and the fault of those collecting.
I haven’t heard of anyone being run over attempting to do
this good deed.Yet.It’s bound to happen sooner or later.Perhaps it’s time to rethink this whole
street corner thing.
At what my awesome friend Lois Kasznia just did! Not Just an Act, now available. If you haven't read her books
yet, you really should!
Deanna Titone, New Jersey native, has just inherited Hideaway Villa—an
upscale B & B right outside Branson, Missouri—from her cousin. This
stroke of good luck allows her to quit her stressful job and start her
life over. Running this business should be easy, right?
No one warned Deanna about the bizarre demands guests could make
while booking reservations, or staying overnight, nor about the quirky
staff—including the handsome handyman, Gus Swenson, who mysteriously
showed up on her first day. After a couple of trying days, Deanna is
ready to give up.
Chet Lancaster is one of Hollywood's famous actors. Recently, Chet
has watched his career, and his life, tailspin into tabloid fodder.
Reluctantly, he accepts the role of an ex-con turned handyman for his
next movie in the hopes of reviving his career. In order to research his
upcoming role, his agent sends him undercover to Hideaway Villa as Gus
Swenson. The catch—no one can know his true identity.
Keeping the truth from Deanna is harder than Chet could have
imagined, especially after the sparks fly between them. Can he convince
her that his love is true, and not just an act?
It's like that today. Whole bunch of characters, none relating to each other, mixed up mess of stories. I have all sorts of new first lines with nothing behind them. So I will "write" like the poster until they are feeling more cooperative toward me.
Yes, you know that.After all, that’s the whole point of having
this blog, isn’t it?But I don’t talk
exclusively about writing.That would
become boring for all of us, me included.
Today however, I think I’d
like to ramble a bit about the process of starting a new story.I recently submitted the book I’d been
working on to my publisher and am now faced with choosing a next project.
There are several options.
1.Attempt to find an agent for my horror novel,
Indiscriminate Slaughter.This is
something I poke at occasionally.Not at
2.Revise something that is already
written.Polishing rough drafts is
something I do when all my not-yet-revealed characters dessert me and go on
vacation without me.Sometimes fun,
sometimes not.I’ve already spent time
discovering those stories.There are
times when revisiting the characters works but also times when it doesn’t.
3.Beg Beau to continue on with the numerous
stories he and I have started.I’ve
learned in the past year that he has even more mind bounce than I do so
sometimes going there is not a good thing.
4. Start something brand new.Okay but what story?In general when doing this, I let my subconscious
choose.I go about my daily life while
listening to conversations going on within my head. Usually the loudest is the
one I will work on next.There are times
when that works and they reveal the entire story to me as I hope every time I
However there are also times
when a different set of characters barges in and demands instant
attention.Shane and Alyssa from Chaos
did that.Boy, did we have a blast!Conversely there have been characters who
lurk in the background of the story I’m working on, whispering just loud enough
for me to catch snippets of what they’re saying.Eventually this becomes highly distracting,
so much so I have to put aside what I intended to write and ask the lurkers
what is going on.Then there are the
characters that play hide-and-seek with me.They pop into someone else’s story, boldly interrupting the flow only to
vanish just as quickly as if daring me to come find them.
So.Nope, not a clue what’s up next.
I have wondered at times if
the conversations within my head are being had by real people and I’ve somehow
managed to tap into them, eavesdropping on their personal lives.Hmm, there’s a thought for you. Next time you’re
talking to someone and get that prickly sensation of being watched even though
there is no one around it might just be my, spying on you from inside your own