Saturday, April 27, 2013

Two Blog Posts

Please stop by and read about how I put tension in my book. 

I need your help. I entered a blog hop that's been canceled, but I still have a prize and free down loads to give away. 

Please stop by and leave a comment.

Monday, April 22, 2013

No Respect: Writing Romance

I don't mean to complain, but the problem with writing romance is there's no respect. It's one of the most sneered at genres out there, and yet it sell more than any other genre. 50 % of book sales are for romance books. 

I've been sneered at by family. From one of my BIL's who just heard that I had published a book, "Oh, it's probably one of those books with all the sex in it."

And an older SIL said, "My sister published a book too, but it wasn't like that... a romance. It's was a non-fiction, because she's a professional."

 On a critique group, that had a promo day, a member tore apart my published book with this comment: "This is why I hate romance."

 The only thing you can do is shake your head and move on.

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Boston Marathon Bombings

My heart and prayers go out to the people at the Boston Marathon Bombings. That happened just yesterday and one day later it's already on Wikipedia.

Three people died.  Eight local hospitals reported that they were treating or had treated a total of more than 124 people, including at least 15 who were in critical condition on April 16. Most had lower body injuries, including losing one or both legs. Quite a few had exploded eardrums from the blast. At least one person had a brain injury.

Monday, April 01, 2013

Happy Belated Easter

We had an interesting Easter day.

I barbequed steak, peppers, hot dogs and soy dogs for my family as I watched the storm clouds blow in.

Lightning flickered across the horizon and thunder boomed overhead.

The weather had the cat and dog chasing each other around the yard, and around my feet.

I got everything off the grill just as it started to rain.

Once inside, I had to turn off the computer since the thunderstorm had arrived.

Lightning flickered all around the house.  Flashes lit up the windows. I smelled ozone. You know that smell when something burns out. Nothing burned out, but I think it was because of how much electricity was in the air.

We turned off the lights in the house at one point, so we could watch Mother Natures show.