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Do you listen to other people or do you wait your turn to talk?
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Yes children, there are temperatures below absolute zero, which was when all activity was supposed to stop. Except that objective at negative temperature (that is below absolute zero) behave as though they are hotter than any object at a positive temperature.
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It is Tuesday and that is the day I get to talk about myself and my projects. It is my selfish day and also sort of motivates me for what I’ll do for the rest of the week.
My theme for this year, it seems, is going to be letting go. Everywhere I turn lately the need to LET GO of something slaps me in the face. Whether it be stuff or emotions or the need to be right or to be first, I need to let go.
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Wouldn’t it be nice if we could all make our living from what we love? Art? Writing? Making sock puppets from orphaned socks? Recycling plastic found on our beaches?
While looking for website design I searched “best author websites.” There are some beautiful sites out there. Lesley M. M. Blume‘s won for style. Simple, fairly easy to read (maybe a simpler font however). She also has a great blog, not personal, not about writing and not about her latest release (many author blogs are only updated when the author has a release).
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I’ve wanted my own domain since was I was eighteen and I read feminist blogs and didn’t shave my legs ’cause I thought it was a cool feminist thing to do. (Now I just don’t because I’m lazy and busy).
And it just never happened until this week. I’ve transferred everything from this blog to the new website.
I am not in love with the theme. But I have to stop playing with it right now and do some writing. I loved the theme I had before this one, it was so pretty. But the comments were broken.
I am having trouble finding one I like, with a customizable header and custom colors and three column.
My big problem is I want SHINY things I’ve seen on other websites. I want my books featured on a side column. I want a custom blog. I want a custom site.
I want champagne. My budget is more box wine.
Or more get a hot guy to buy you a drink and then walk away with it. Does anyone know a hot guy programmer who will set me up a blog for the joy of it?
Me neither. There’s part of me that wishes that I had gone in for computer science. really shoulda done that instead of English Major. There are no jobs with English Major as a pre-requisite. I never did finish it either. I dropped out after I failed English 110 my first year.
So I guess you are probably wondering where this new site is.
yes asraidevin DOT com. is my website. simple, easy, to the point.
Maybe in a bit I’ll hire someone to set up a website/blog. Or I’ll find a theme I really love. I do love my header or a couple snuggling on a picnic blanket. Anyway, I’ll probably post here when I put up a new blog over there, with a link. Once the new site starts getting my search engine traction I’ll phase this site out. Or not. maybe I’ll just transform this into my non writer blog where I write about … well never mind that’s another point.
I am trying to figure out a new posting schedule and new topics to bring. My number one goal is to show case some other authors, have guests posts and the like, to gain more visibility and keep myself motivated. Have to post when you promised someone else. I’d be a hermit if I could or just talk about myself. No one wants that.
I’m trying to just stick with the free stock photography place stock xchng. Here’s my profile: http://www.sxc.hu/profile/asraidevin
Which you cant’ really see anything at since I don’t really have pictures worth sharing. Light boxes appear to be private.
Anyway, a group I belong to ended up discussing, among other things, being addicted to covers and /or stockphotography. Some people even said they would find pictures they loved and try to write a story for the cover.
Not sure I could do that. Though I did find this picture: http://www.sxc.hu/photo/1094532 who made me think of Zack who may or may not be my new hero. I’m working out some kinks with Zack’s plot line. (Which reminds me, if you see me on Twitter ask me if I have been doing my morning pages).
Where was I? Got distracted by the pretty.
I just think up random words to search: passion, love, kiss, rain, hockey, paper. Whatever strikes my fancy. And then I save pictures to my lightbox and then later I look through them and wonder why I saved some of the things I did, then I delete them.
What pictures do you like? What words would you search?
ps. happy birthday to my high school crush. yes I remember things like that!
I haven’t lived alone in a long time. I wasn’t very good at it. I wasn’t like this however.
I know when I was a kid (oh man, I’m old if I’m starting stories with this line), we had snow before Halloween frequently. Maybe not, it seemed like it was normal happenstance. Of course, my memory may be faulty.
Anyway, this year I feel like we got screwed out of fall. I got about two days to rake leaves because it was either raining, or windy enough to carry Sunshine Boy away.
And then it happened…
It didn’t just snow. It snowed like 8 inches.
We went sledding on October 24th. And 25th. and 26th.
The highways were virtually untravellable for about three days after the snow started on Monday.
I know poor, poor pitiful me.
Anyway there are 30 bags of leaves under the snow in our yard. there won’t be as many next year because the power company is going to cut down one of our trees. (We have 6 giant trees and 4 smaller ones in our yard. Our yard is tiny).
So someone tell me they are having a lovely fall with lots of leaves and warmish air to enjoy them in. Here it’s white. Like rice.
Okay, too funny not to share.
Well not the first one.
We stopped at an elderly neighbours house and she was on the phone. She had tons of stacks of newspapers and other things in her living room and was sitting in the middle. Totally reminded me of Hoarders, where the person has a path to their spot.
But what got me, was the stench of animal waste. I had not felt good all day and this nearly pushed me over the breaking point. Right in her doorway. She kept talking to me and the kids, and I grabbed my son (it was like -11 C and -15 or something with the windchill so we didn’t hit too many houses) and hightailed it out of there.
So we hit a couple other houses and my daughter kept aruging about outside lights being on vs just their inside lights. I told her a couple times that if the outside lights are not on, they weren’t doing candy. But some people, it was harder to tell. One house didn’t seem to have any lights, but thier kitchen was at the front porch and I could see people, so I figured they were open.
I am looking in the window and I see a guy running out of the room and down the hall. I SWEAR TO GOD, he was naked. And I’m stuttering a little, hoping Princess Sparkle was not looking in the window.
I looked back inside and caught the eye of the woman who shook her head at me. And then I had to look closer, becuase I thought she was nude as well. Turns out she had on a strapless tanktop.
Seriously people, invest in curtains if you are in the habit of going nude or even half-nude and if it’s Halloween. Even throw a sheet over that window. Man.
After several weeks (months) when did I publish these things? Anyway
Love Can’t Wait
annnnnnnd it’s follow up
When Love Knocks
are up on Barnes and Noble.
Links? oh yes links. Only to the Barnes and Noble editions. They are also available on Smashwords, Amazon and Kobo. But today we are pimping B&N.
Amy Black is in the middle of divorcing her cheating ex-husband, when she meets Scott Jones. After a night together, she discovers he’s not only her ex’s team mate, but her brother’s best friend. She has no choice but to ask him for help when her husband drops their cat off at her no pets allowed building. When he gets hurt, he requests a favor from her. Before long, Amy is wondering if a move to Ontario is the next best move in her life.
Sophia Clark is just feeling normal after losing her husband in a car accident, when Doug Black knocks on her door. She hasn’t seen him in years and suspects his motives. She has no qualms letting him know she is not looking for a white knight. Her four children, however, have different ideas. And pretty soon they are trying to convince Sophia that Doug should stick around for the long-term.
Looking at the covers, When Love Knocks might need a professional job. I did both, but Love Can’t Wait turned 1000x better.
Oh well, they are finally up. I’m going to go celebrate with a drink. Of juice. It’s only 4:30 PM.
Okay I love you, bye bye.