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.
One for each of you who comments! Choose by first in line.
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
Ordinarily this is South Florida in January. The usual temperature is in the seventies during the day and low seventies at night. But this week we have proof that global warming is a spoof. Because, this is South Florida today.
None of us knows what to do. So I just thought I'll post some cool graphics
Something that makes me feel good to look at.
Invokes a feeling. The graphic artist or photographer makes magic.
Which is just what I try to do as an author. And if we do it right. You will feel it.
I want to have a home in a rural area, away from the big city, but close to a good hospital and stores.
I want a new puppy to cuddle and keep Junior company.
I want to feel peace.
I want beautiful flowers and lots of books to read
My DH to keep me company.
And I want a new book to come out this year. The sequel to Tripping Through Time. Burned Into Time is the story of Lacy McCalley. The sister of the heroine in book one travels back in time. She doesn't get to leave as she planned to. She's burned into time is the best way to explain it. A wonderful man saves her. But the burns have destroyed her self image. She doesn't want her sister to see her this way. Why would a man fall in love with her? Especially now. What she forgets is that love conquers all and that love is blind. Ain't that great?!
Happy New Year to Everyone!!! May you live your heart's desire!
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!
