True words from my FB pal, and cyclist par excellence, Christopher Cudworth. Thinking of you, Robin.
Musings
I’m Ready for My Close-Up, Mr. DeMille
Never been interviewed before in my life, but there is a first time for everything and yesterday I did an interview with fellow writer and my fountain pen addiction supplier, Nathaniel Cerf, for his blog on The Pen Market . Check it out, if you're so inclined. It was a blast to do although I … Continue reading I’m Ready for My Close-Up, Mr. DeMille
Don’t Think About Writing…
After last week's momentous book launch, I decided I deserved a weekend's worth of down time. I'd been going 4-40 since January and felt exhausted. All I was looking for was two days of doing nothing. Makes sense, right? Recharge the old batteries, gather steam for the next project. All good. What was it Bobby … Continue reading Don’t Think About Writing…
Now We Do the Dance of Joy!
My first book is now live on Amazon and will soon be available on Nook. You can see it here: http://www.amazon.com/Restless-Natives-Gooden-Mystery-Mysteries-ebook/dp/B00LOUPR4Y/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1405091962&sr=8-1&keywords=nan+sampsonTo celebrate, here is a Flashback Friday moment. I am doing this in my office right now. 🙂
Well, the way it started… And then… But meanwhile… So finally…
I'm finally getting through the last of my beta comments on my soon to be published mystery novel. It has been so wonderful at the same time it's been unbelievably hard. Yet, the final set of comments were quite the most instructive. The first few sets, while really incredibly valuable, mostly addressed spelling, grammar and those … Continue reading Well, the way it started… And then… But meanwhile… So finally…
What if I fall?
Not matter what dream you're chasing, here's some inspiration from a fellow author, Cristian Mihai.
I’ve Become an Embarrassment – Who Knew?
So apparently, I am a complete and utter embarrassment to my twelve-soon-to-be-thirteen year old daughter. Not that this wasn’t to be expected, but I was completely confused as to the source of the embarrassment. I mean, it’s not as if I were old, doddered around in a sweatshirt decorated with cats in a basket (no … Continue reading I’ve Become an Embarrassment – Who Knew?
So, an Astrophysicist, a Radio Show Host and a Biologist Walk Into a Bar…
Can you name your top five childhood heroes? And Wonder Woman and Isis don’t count – I’m talking real, flesh and blood people, not comic book superheroes. I can name mine. In fact I can name quite a few more than five. And sadly, many of them have left us now. I am keenly aware … Continue reading So, an Astrophysicist, a Radio Show Host and a Biologist Walk Into a Bar…
“Is That Even a Thing?” (How To Talk Young Even if You’re Not!)
A little Thursday funny for you, care of one of my favorite bloggers, Little Miss Menopause (aka, Stephanie Lewis). ‘Cuz that’s just how I roll! (Did I get that right, Stephanie?)
“Oh, it’s definitely a thing.” The first time I heard that, I thought Tiffany, my flirtatious neighbor, was talking about an affair she started with our mailman. Seemed plausible – – a while ago she confessed she had “a thing” for him ever since he delivered a large package. Turns out casually remarking,”it’s a thing” has nothing to do with attraction or sex. It’s a way of reporting that something is now extremely popular – – a big fad. In this case, she was confirming that you can order crazy sounding drinks off a secret menu at Starbucks. However if it’s such a secret, how can it be so widespread??
“No,” I retorted to 45-year old Tiffany, who obviously thought she was so young and “with it,” she even changed her name from Theresa. “You can DO your OWN thing. Or drink Coca Cola. It’s the REAL thing. …
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A Mutinous Morning – Or How I Was Forced to Walk the Plank
Nelson and I had words this morning. Well, okay, I mostly listened while he barked his dang fool head off. And if you've never been on the receiving end of a poodle scolding, you have no idea how ear-bleeding it can be. You'd think miniature poodles, being smaller dogs, would have a yappy little bark. … Continue reading A Mutinous Morning – Or How I Was Forced to Walk the Plank
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