Exciting Weekend

Strange Looking Tree

Good Monday morning to everyone.  How was your weekend?  Mine was great, on Saturday I read a book.  Yeah! 

Sunday, my son Wayne and my grand kids Gracie and Grant took me out to lunch.  We ate at Logan's which is a steak house.  They had homemade rolls to die for.  The dessert we ordered was delivered in tiny tin buckets with the name Logan on the side.   After you eat the dessert, you pull the plastic out and take the bucket home.  Unfortunately I left mine in Wayne's pick up.  Darn!

Then after lunch we went over to the Big Bass Pro Shop.  I love going in there to look at the stuffed animals and to watch the fish.  They have some really big fish in their tanks.

There was one big fish, a cat fish who was a bully.  He would go around pushing the other fish out of the way or dive under them to bump them.  Another big cat fish didn't like it and there was a small fight for a little bit.  I never realized that fish acted like children. 

They have quite a few different types of fish in the tank.  The only one I recognize was the cat fish.  Who could miss a fish with whiskers?  Some had very pretty designs on their sides and coloration.  The cat fish didn't look scaly, which was strange.  He looked like he had soft gray fur.  Never having felt a cat fish, I couldn't tell you if this was true.  Also the cat fish were fat and that is the best way I can describe them.  There were a couple of smaller cat fish and they were black.  I don't know if their color changes when they get bigger or if they are a different breed of cat fish.  I noticed they stayed on the bottom out of the way of the bully. 

A couple of the fish had lips that looked like human lips and the would come toward the glass wall with pucker lips.  I told Gracie they wanted to give her a kiss.

Another fish came to the glass wall opening and closing his mouth.  I told Grant they wanted to bite his fingers.

Of course both grand kids gave me strange looks and grinned at me.

We were lucky enough to be in time to watch them feed the fish. 

 They threw out some large chunks of fish food.  Not all the fish seemed interested in these.  They threw out a large size of fish food and some of the fish who hadn't been interested in the first, ate some of this.  Then they dropped some worms in the tank.  Lord, all those fish loves worms.  One smallish fish flashed across the tank to eat a worm before the bigger fish could even open his mouth to grab the worm.  Then for the finale, they threw in some small fish.  Once again all the fish was interested in this food.  The small fish would hide in the rocks and under some drift wood.  The bully cat fish just barreled through the drift wood to get his snack.  It was really an interesting sight to see.   

Then I followed my son around while he shopped. 

I have a new picture of a hunk for you:

A Hunk of Wood





Is It Friday Yet?

Site is working today and I was able to up load this picture. 

My computer reminded me it was Friday and I needed to do my blog.  Yes, I am getting this up very late, but at least I got it done.

The Bloggess blogs on other sites and on this one she is teaching us about manners.  You go girl!

E. J. Copperman has an interesting post over at Jungle Red Writers about being given advice.  I think he is telling me, writing is a very personal thing and we each need to find our own way to do it.  Works for me.


Mainly what a want to do today is advertise my new book.  It will be out soon as an e book at Smashwords and Amazon.  I will let you know when I have up loaded it.

Could life become more complicated?  Wendy was finding out the hard way it could.  First a parrot by the name of Charlie walked into her life yelling murder.  Her ex-boyfriend is making threatening phone calls and then Detective Brandon who is checking out the murder of Charlie’s owner is the bully who had made Wendy’s life hell in high school.  Fate was laughing its butt off.

Not Working Right

This site is driving me crazy today.  It refuses to let me upload a picture.  UGH!!!

So if you want to see the real version of this blog go to Here I Go Again
This site is working and letting me up load pictures.


Okay I have to share this and even if I have shared it before, I don't care.  I love this music video and let me tell you if I had a hot guy living next door my car would be clean,  I mean really clean.  Right now it is so covered in dirt, it is hard to tell what color it really is.  My excuse is:  ARE YOU READY?  I'm waiting for it to warm up.  No, really!  To a desert lizard anything below eighty is sweater weather and who wants to freeze by getting wet.  Well, maybe if the guy was great looking, I would consider it.


Call Me Maybe
This video is sooo funnny!

Lynn Viehl  has a great post on archaeology magazine and sites.  She explains how reading these could lead to a story.  I love history, so I saved the sites and plan to go back to read.

This blog site is acting up today.  It want let me up load any pictures.  UGH!!  There are times I hate some of these sites and computers too.


Will have my new book Charlie out by next week in e book.  Look for it at Smashwords, Amazon and etc.


I worked all evening on this blurb:


Could life become more complicated?  Wendy was finding out the hard way it could.  First a parrot by the name of Charlie walks into her life yelling murder.  Then her ex-boyfriend is making threatening phone calls.  THEN the detective checking out the murder of Charlie's owner is the bully who had made Wendy's life hell in high school.   Sure they had both grown up and matured, but Wendy wasn't sure Detective Brandon had changed from the cruel teenager in high school.  Fate was laughing it's butt off.


What do you think of it?  Should I change it or does it grab your attention?  Let me know.

I am working on creating the cover today and hope to be able to add it to my blog, twitter, facebook pages soon.


This was suppose to be a single book, but the characters, especially Charlie are telling me there is another murder we need to get involved in.  We will see how it goes.

Surprise!!

DBG

First a quiz!  What does DBG stand for?  Come on you know.  You have seen it enough times already.  So make a guess.

Okay, enough playing around.  I have been reading the blogs of other writers and realized we seem to all being going through depression.  Is it the season? 

But there I hesitate to say that, because I live in the sunny part of Arizona and our winters are not winters in other places. 

We have many days with sunshine and very very comfortable temperatures.  It is rare for a cloudy day and when we have one you would think it was a gift from the heavens. 

Or could it be, that because we are writers we spend a lot of time a lone and really we are just very lonely people?

Then again are we writers because we are depression prone people?

I don't know the answers to the questions, but it seems something we all have in common.

I also have enjoyed knowing I am not the only one with voices in my head.  I mean really, doesn't everyone have a conversation going on in their head and they really aren't part of the discussion?

Once again we have something in common.  We people our world with imaginary friends.  Our parents probably hoped we would grow out of this.  Did they get a shock when we didn't?

We talk about our characters as if they are real.  As if they had feelings, desires and issues like the rest of us.

Geesh, we even know how they smell and smell leads me to another thing.

Where are all these writers getting the pictures of hunks to put on their blogs?  Yah, I know your wondering how smell lead to this.  Will, I'm not telling, it just happened.

Hmmmmmmm, oh I'm sorry, I just put hunk in the search box and became side tracked with what came up.   Lord have mercy, I think I just died and went to heaven, hunky heaven.  Yes, I will have to mark this page as FAVORITE.

My, My , My, some are a little, shall we say RISQUE!  

It is so hard to choose which one to show you!  I'll just close my eyes and touch the picture I will share.  Are you ready??

Dang!  I need to have my finger checked out.  I have to admit this is really good candy.  Hmm, I need to go the the store, but I will make sure I drive by a gym that has a big glass front.

See you around the block.

The Mind is a Mysterious Thing!

Princess Daisy and her Court

Geesh, I bet your saying, that is just another picture of the Desert Botanical Garden.  But I bet the caption caught your attention.

I don't know about you but I keep having to add slang words to my dictionary.  The word geesh, drove it crazy.   When Microsoft is updating it's hardware, they should up date their dictionary.  

Finished my editing on Charlie and I am having two of my readers read it.  I want to make sure it grabs the attention and doesn't let go.

I was working on a sequel to Charlie, but another story has taken over.  So I guess I will work on it instead.  Really, I would get more done if new characters wouldn't take over. 

Do you have this problem?  Can you work on one book at a time or do you work on more than one?

The new story that is pledging me  doesn't have a name yet.  But it is a mystery where the murder doesn't turn out to be murder.  Something else happens.  I haven't worked out all the details yet.  Usually by this time I have more than one title circling around in my head, but this one there is still a blank.  Hmm, I may have to call it by one of the characters name until I come up with a title to keep it straight in my head.  Sometimes I change the title of my stories a number of times before I settle on one and other times the first title I thought of is the one I use.  Such as my title "Second Chance", I called it by that title since the day of conception.

The mind is a mysterious thing.  I can hear my kids laughing and hooting at this moment.  They think my mind is more mysterious then most.  Be nice kids, or I will take you out of the will.  

That sent them rolling on the floor as they cried, "What would I leave them?  A 1999 Saturn?"

I love my Saturn and it gets great gas mileage.

I have been thinking about what kind of day job I need to apply for.  I don't want to go back into teaching.  I am really burned out from that.  Just thinking about it I start sweating and my heart pounds.  I am worried about the balance in my savings account getting lower and lower.  So far I haven't sold enough books to pay for the copy write, but I keep thinking I have a reader out there somewhere who will spread the word my books are good.  One day I am optimistic and the next day pessimistic.  

Any way I hate being down in the dumps so I will share with you a site on Smart Bitches.  The ending of the video is so funny and to think if that new law goes into place we would not get to share moments like this. 

Tiffany Lawson Inman

It's all about writing naked.  Caught your attention?  Read it and find out.



Fainting Damsel   
He stood on the sidelines waiting for a chance to find the pictures.  Pictures held the evidence of what he had done.  He had killed twice now and he knew he could kill again.  Buy at Smashwords!

Second Chance
How dare she return to take Javier away from her.  He belonged to her and no one was taking him from her.  She would do what ever it took to keep Javier by her side.  Buy at Smashwords!

Censorship

I am not posting today!  I am against any kind of censorship.  See you on Friday.  As you know the computer and I have an agreement, I don't do anything to it and it want do anything to my writing, sooo I don't know how to black it out for today.  See you around the block.