Breathing Room, Final Days

I know I've already posted this several times.  I won't apologize for being repetitive because the cause is such a good one and it is still short of reaching the goal.

Lance has promised anyone who contributes $10 or more and signed copy of his first book, the instant it becomes available.  Donations less than that will receive a personal poem penned by the man himself.  Do you know what collectors items these will one day be?  I suspect you don't.  This man is brilliant.  I have no doubt that he will eventually be known as THE writer of this generation.  And you could have something of his from the very beginning.  Imagine what a treasure that will be!

So please, find it in your heart to take a moment and read about this.  And then click here to go contribute. You have until Wednesday, October 2nd so don't delay. There is no one more deserving.  Every little bit will help and little bits add up into a lot!  Thank you for helping Lance get back to following his dream.

From Breathing Room:


If you have a minute, I’d like to tell you a little story.  A true story.
My very dear friend and one of the best men you’ll ever encounter is in need of some assistance.  His name is Lance Cheuvront and he is a writer.  But he is no ordinary writer. He is a modern-day storyteller who weaves magic into written poetry and prose. It is obvious to those who read his work that he will one day be known as THE writer of this generation.
Lance has an inexplicable knack of being able to write anything he sets his mind to; novels, short stories, poetry, essays. He addresses both fiction and non-fiction with the same reverence and finesse. His words evoke emotion and make people feel, think, and see the world in new ways.

In February of 2011, Lance was admitted to the hospital for the first of nine stays that eventually totaled thirteen months. He was diagnosed with pneumonia and lung issues for which an immediate cause was not clear. Since March of this year, his health has greatly improved, but his lungs are still delicate and must be monitored carefully in order to avoid a relapse.  Given time and a positive environment, he is expected to make a full recovery, but returning to tiptop shape could take years.
Because of this he is unable to hold down a “normal” job. Therefore, here, at the beginning of his writing career, he is eeking by on extremely limited funds
A few months ago, his computer started giving him problems, crashing now and again. But now it is dead. In today's world, it is impossible for a writer to make it if he or she is without the technology publishers expect them to have as a given. This makes it damn near impossible for him to pursue his dream.
Please help my friend get reconnected.  If you can find it in your heart to donate to his cause and get him on the road to writing, please provide an address, e-mail or physical, so that he can write and thank you personally for your beautiful show of generosity.

I thank you so much for any help you can provide. I am confident that if we work together, we can work a miracle!

Too Weird

Even for me. 

There was a man in Sweden who was acquitted of sex assault charges after being caught masturbating on the beach.  Apparently his actions weren’t directed at anyone else so it wasn’t a crime.  It may still be a misdemeanor but the report I read was still researching that.

At the end of the article it was mentioned how odd it seems, public masturbation not being a crime in Sweden, especially with such stringent child sex abuse laws, when there is a group attempting to make it illegal for men to stand while urinating in office restroom.  Much more hygienic to sit, no splashing, no puddles and all that. But it was argued that it is the shaking off afterwards that causes the problem, not the actual act of urinating so sitting is pointless.  No mention on how the party attempting to create this law intended on enforcing it.

Yes, I’m still searching for a part time job but no, I don’t think men’s restroom monitor is one I’ll be in any particular hurry to apply for.  On the other hand, it might provide with more entertaining conversation than working fast food.  Hmm.  Have to ponder that one.

Btw, there's still plenty of time to donate to Breathing Room.  Please do if you haven't already.  Every little bit helps!

Happy weekend all!

Time is a Ticking

The campaign to assist my dear friend, Lance Cheuvront is half over.  To any of you who have already contributed, a huge thank you!  To those of you who haven't, what are you waiting for?  Even just a little bit can make all the difference so please help if you can.  Go here for Breathing Room on Indiegogo.

Samples of Lance's talent can be found on his Facebook page. Go become his friend and read his notes to see why his voice needs to be heard.

Today's Chuckle

I was playing and came across a site with weird laws.  Thought I’d share some with you.

Pennsylvania –

It is illegal to sleep on top of a refrigerator outdoors.

A person is not eligible to become Governor if he/she has participated in a duel.

It is illegal to have over 16 women live in a house together because that constitutes a brothel.

Florida –

The state constitution allows for freedom of speech, a trial by jury, and pregnant pigs to not be confined in cages.

Men may not be seen publicly in any kind of strapless gown.

A special law prohibits unmarried women from parachuting on Sunday or she shall risk arrest, fine, and/or jailing.

Minnesota –

Citizens may not enter Wisconsin with a chicken on their head.

All bathtubs must have feet.

A person may not cross state lines with a duck atop his head.

Georgia –

Donkeys may not be kept in bathtubs.

No one may carry an ice cream cone in their back pocket if it is Sunday.

It is illegal to use profanity in front of a dead body which lies in a funeral home or in a coroners office.

Washington –

The harassing of Bigfoot, Sasquatch or other undiscovered subspecies is a felony punishable by a fine and/or imprisonment.

It is illegal to pretend that one’s parents are rich.

A law to reduce crime states: “It is mandatory for a motorist with criminal intentions to stop at the city limits and telephone the chief of police as he is entering the town.

Yep, I’ll be doing this one again when we need a laugh.  There are many, many more.  In the meantime, what is it with wearing poultry in Minnesota?

Only a few weeks left.  Please contribute to Breathing Room if you haven't already.  Thank you!

Long Weekend

I did a whole bunch of things.

Chores, of course.  Blech but necessary.

I read some.  Lady of the Reeds.  Wonderful book!  I’m taking my time, reading it slowly, savoring it.

I wrote some.  Revised a few chapters of Jesse’s story.  Tidied up some short stories, started some new ones.

Chatted with friends.  I adore them so!

Worried over my friend, Lance’s fundraiser.  Yes, I know.  Not even halfway through the time yet but that’s me.  I like when my friends are happy and have what they need to keep them following their dreams.

I was kitty sitting so I got to enjoy extra kitty love.  Such a sweet bunch.

Treated myself to nummy lunch and then soup for dinner since I’d missed it on the menu at lunchtime.  It’s both good and bad living next door to a place that serves tremendous food at reasonable prices.

Did some digging which is perfect for reflecting.  Yeah, lots of reflecting.  Been doing that lately.

How about you?

Uh Oh

Beau is plotting again.  I was making real progress on book 4, Jesse's story.  And then out of the blue I woke up to these two teasers.

#1 - Humans. They're so inane. Or most are. My latest is decent as they come but hardly up to par with me. I suppose I'll keep her a while now that I have her almost fully trained. Also she amuses  me. Very few I can say that about. We moved recently. I wasn't working on anything in particular at the moment so I saw no harm in accompanying her. Her senses are lacking in comparison so I figured I'd tag along just in case something came up.

#2 -  I have a secret. Or so I thought. But I'm not the only one.

I found them in my email.  They were sent from my phone.  I know I didn't send them.  Which takes us back to Beau.  He does this to me all the time, clever little kitty that he is.

As I said I've been poking at book 4.  But I know better than to ignore Beau once he sends the beginning of something out into the universe.  Can't wait to see where these lead.

Breathing Room update - Currently at 39% with 35 days to go.  Please help if you can.  Little bits add up!

Apologies

I’ve been scarce lately.

There’s lots going on.  The fundraiser for my friend, Lance.  Thank you to all who have contributed.  If you haven’t yet please don’t wait until the very end.  It’s going okay – 29% of goal –  but not well enough to allow me to relax.  We have almost enough for him to buy a refurbished computer.  That will be fine if that’s what’s necessary although we’d prefer a new one.  The man writes constantly.  A new one will hold up better and last longer.  Click here for what I’m rambling about.  For your contribution you will get a personal thank you from Lance once all is said and done.  You’re thinking so what, right?  Trust me.  One day he will be HUGE.  Save his thank yous and you will be able to prove you knew him when…

I’m still searching for that part time job.  Reading is the poorest city in the nation of its size so it’s not easy.  I felt positive with an interview I had last week but the answer was the good news is I passed all the required clearances, the bad news is they will not hire me because of my schedule.  That leaves me wondering why I was interviewed at all since availability was part of the initial online application.  It’s getting a bit frustrating but I will keep trying.  I did see an article about vaccinating mosquitoes against malaria.  No, I don’t mean give me wee tiny needles and I’ll capture them.  They are inoculating individuals and offering them up to the mosquitoes.  The little nasties adore me but this is not a high risk malaria area so I suspect that eliminates that option as a part time job for me.

In the meantime I am poking at Book 4, Jesse's story, of my CosmicConnections series.  It’s hard.  The rough draft was written during a rough patch of my life so the plot is rather heavy for an erotica.  But it’s a good story!  And I adore the characters.  There’s even bits of humor now and then to lighten it up.  All in all I think it’s worth the effort to polish it so I can then submit it for consideration.

What are you up to these days?

Please, Please, Please

Don't wait til the last minute.  I know there's still 40 days to go but I miss Lance sharing his new tale with me as he goes.  The sooner he has a new computer, the sooner you can read it too!

Click here to contribute to Breathing Room.  Remember, any little bit can help, even if it's just a few dollars.

Happy weekend, all!

Good Morning to You Too

I was in the office first this morning.  Before it was fully light outside.  I walked in, turned on the lights and the copier, stashed my lunch and wet about working.  An average beginning to my day.

I was sitting at my computer, checking on something when I caught movement.  In the form of something black crossing my field of vision.  I turned to watch it and saw it cross the room, turn the corner and head up the steps.

It was a bat.

Apparently I disturbed it when I turned the lights on.  It went upstairs where it was still semi-dark.  I finished up what I was working on, called someone to notify him of the bat’s presence, left a note on the interior door for the coworker due in next who is terrified of such things and went on my way.  I had something that needed immediate attention that took priority over the bat.

As expected, the coworker called to ensure I was serious.  She seemed very happy with me for not letting her encounter the bat.  The gentleman I called was still tied up when she approached him for assistance.  So another coworker came and rescued the poor creature.  It was just a tiny thing, much more scared of her than she was of it.

Upon last report the bat was seen fluttering away across the rooftops, hopefully to find itself a new home, preferably not inside our offices.

Only 42 days to left on the campaign to help writer Lance Cheuvront.  Please contribute today!  Click here. A little bit from a bunch of us is all it will take.