Ah yes, today I write about friends. A friend will always be there for you.
A friend doesn't care what you look like.
Friends make you laugh.
Friends mean everything.
AR&T love you. My best friend died recently of brain cancer and my heart broke. All I have now is memories and thoughts of what might be, that never will. She was proud. I wonder if it had to do with her Indian heritage. She was strong and she was weak too. Gosh I miss her.
Peggy and me. But I have made a lot of friends through writing. Publishing a book gave me so much more than a book. It gave me a new outlook on life. Because now I have so many new friends my heart is overwhelmed. And I thank the powers that are every day for this new gift. Love you guys. Each and every one of you.
So are you ready for a little chuckle. A touch of humor?
So how is your sense of humor? THE > OLD MOTOR > The marriageof an80 year old man and a 20 year old woman was the talk of the > town. > > After being married a year, the couple went to the > hospital for the birth > of their first child. > > The attending nurse came out of the delivery room to > congratulate the old > gentleman and said, > > 'This is amazing. How do you do it at your age?' > > The old man grinned and said, 'You got to keep the old > motor running.' > > The following year, the couple returned to the > hospital for the birth of > their second child. > > The same nurse was attending the delivery > and again went out to > congratulate the old gentleman. > > She said, 'Sir, you are something! How do you manage > it?' > > The old man grinned and said, 'You gotta keep the old > motor running.' > > A year later, the couple returned to the hospital for the > birth of their third > child. > > The same nurse was there for this birth also and, after the > delivery, she once > again approached the old gentleman, smiled, and said, > 'Well, you surely are > something awesome! How do you do it?' > > The old man replied, 'It's like I've told you > before, you gotta keep the old > motor running.' > > The nurse, still smiling, patted him on the back and said: > Well, I guess it's > time to change the oil. This one is black!'
One last thought, take it to the bank.
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I have been working on my second book feverishly. I still have a ways to go. I'm not yet happy.
This one is so different than the first, even though it's one of a series. Here's a slight clue. It's called Burned Into Time. That's a biggie right there! My heroine gets burned into time!
But I am taking a break to talk about speaking in public. Yes, this is a big problem for me, and it might be one for many of you. My fear of being in front of people has put a damper on a lot of things. I freeze and have to plug myself back in for a few seconds. Deep inside the words are trying to emerge.
I have great fear that something like this will happen!
Shell shocked I will sit there and try to read the words or even remember what I am doing there! The anti nerve pills ain't working and your stomach has a fire breathing dragon in it. With a force that comes from who knows where takes over, like an alien, I push myself to say the words. Bluemberglst? Yeah that makes sense. And I remember what one of my FRW friends said to me. Picture them naked. Ha! that just might work.
One thing I can be sure of is that no matter how badly I do, Traci will tell me I did great! Friends well
I moved to Florida in 1980. I was born in Vt., but it's cold sooo long, I'll settle for scenic North Carolina.
I enjoy the change of seasons. Spring, summer, winter, and fall, all have such a unique flavor; here it's just too subtle.
I loved to ride horses more than anything.
My dog Junior is a character in my first book, and there will be more of my pets in my next book.
We moved a lot when I was young, from Canada to New York, and from Texas, to Florida. I met all kinds of people, and I find that the more rural it is, the more friendly people are.
I have been married for a long time. So long it's like he's my left hip. But I'll keep him, he can fix anything!
I have a beautiful secret garden, with everything from Plumeria, to Penta. There is nothing better than sitting out there with a good book and seeing the palms and ferns wave in the breezes, in winter, the real time to be here in Florida.
I have written and published my first book in a series that takes place on Lake Champlain in Vermont. My always home. The only thing like the Green Mountains are the Great Smokey's, and a little town called Bryson City, NC. My next home, hopefully!