As I sit here typing this latest blog post, I'm reflecting on the past week or two. It has been....crazy. So many very strange things have occurred in the past two weeks, that I'm not sure how to make heads or tails of it. Now, I don't mean strange like poltergeist-in-the-house strange. I mean, weird for even me.
Without boring you with all the details (and to make a very long story short) I picked the WRONG week to give up smoking!
And talk about bad luck- my husband had a flat tire on the side of the road. The jack wasn't tall enough to fit his jacked-up truck, so he gets our son to bring him one, who runs out of gas- right there on the spot. Then a buddy of ours recognizes our vehicles and stops to help- and needs a jump! Man, oh, man.
And apparently, I've managed to piss some people off by doing nothing more than having a FaceBook page and sharing stuff. Which is set to private, by the way, so I have no clue how they saw it anyway. I'm starting to remember why I love animals more than people.
And speaking of animals- Etowah Valley Humane Society had a goal for this year of adopting out 2000 animals. We have already met that! And it's only October! :) I'm so happy for all of our furbabies that are in loving homes and starting new lives! Whenever we adopt one out, it's really like saving two lives, because we can pull another one from animal control.
The upside to the past week or so is that I have met some really great people in the "author" world. I don't know what it is, but every writer I have met thus far has been really cool. A couple of them have become my very good friends. I certainly am Blessed, that's for sure. :)
Be sure to stay tuned to this blog, as VERY soon I will have a surprise for you! I am starting to do interviews here, so that you can get to know some of the authors that I was talking about above. To keep things simple, I will always ask them the same questions, and will always implement links to their sites, books, etc.
So, in closing, I'd like to raise my glass and say, "here's to better days ahead" and also that no, I did not quit smoking. Are you insane? With that kind of a week?
Until next time, when we meet our lovely guest author, Sharon. Peace and love to ya!
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Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Who is this, please?
So I figured it was time y'all got to know me a little better, don't ya think? Yeah, I thought so....
I reckon we'll start with some basics, and if y'all have any questions, please feel free to ask them!
I am terrified of spiders, but snakes don't bother me in the least. I am a huge dog and cat lover, and my husband even accuses me of loving our pets more than him. (No comment. Haha) I have five tattoos, love the outdoors, Mossy Oak & Realtree Camo, bacon, country music, Southern rock, hikin', fishin', four-wheelin', hangin' with the family and swimmin'.
I was raised up an only child in Marietta, Kennesaw & Acworth, Georgia. My parents are my heroes. They adopted me when I was eleven months old. They gave me a great childhood, a better life than I would have ever had otherwise. They are both in their eighties now, and live with us. Not because they have to, but because eight years ago, I asked them to. I told them it was time they enjoy their retirement years and let me take care of them for a change. And so it was settled. They sold their house in Kennesaw and moved in. They travel, take it easy, and have fun. We get along great and there is never a dull moment in our house!
To say I started writing because I was lonely would be an understatement. As an only child, loneliness definitely played a part. But so did dealing with finding out you were adopted at eight years old. That kind of information in a child's head is as useless as telling a mechanic how to make Crème brûlée! It doesn't make much sense, and it just adds to the confusion of the situation. So I wrote my emotions and everything else down on paper. And kept doing that for years. Most of it was in the form of poems, which recently morphed into a book, my latest release Rhymes from Darker Times. For the most part, it helped me deal. As I got older, I was grateful to my parents, and still am today.
That pretty much sums it up. There's much more, but that will be revealed one day in a book!


I reckon we'll start with some basics, and if y'all have any questions, please feel free to ask them!
I am terrified of spiders, but snakes don't bother me in the least. I am a huge dog and cat lover, and my husband even accuses me of loving our pets more than him. (No comment. Haha) I have five tattoos, love the outdoors, Mossy Oak & Realtree Camo, bacon, country music, Southern rock, hikin', fishin', four-wheelin', hangin' with the family and swimmin'.
I was raised up an only child in Marietta, Kennesaw & Acworth, Georgia. My parents are my heroes. They adopted me when I was eleven months old. They gave me a great childhood, a better life than I would have ever had otherwise. They are both in their eighties now, and live with us. Not because they have to, but because eight years ago, I asked them to. I told them it was time they enjoy their retirement years and let me take care of them for a change. And so it was settled. They sold their house in Kennesaw and moved in. They travel, take it easy, and have fun. We get along great and there is never a dull moment in our house!
To say I started writing because I was lonely would be an understatement. As an only child, loneliness definitely played a part. But so did dealing with finding out you were adopted at eight years old. That kind of information in a child's head is as useless as telling a mechanic how to make Crème brûlée! It doesn't make much sense, and it just adds to the confusion of the situation. So I wrote my emotions and everything else down on paper. And kept doing that for years. Most of it was in the form of poems, which recently morphed into a book, my latest release Rhymes from Darker Times. For the most part, it helped me deal. As I got older, I was grateful to my parents, and still am today.
That pretty much sums it up. There's much more, but that will be revealed one day in a book!


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