...on his birthday:
"If someone thinks that love and peace is a cliche that must
have been left behind in the Sixties, that's his problem. Love and peace are
eternal."
"Will the people in the cheaper seats clap your hands? And the
rest of you, if you'll just rattle your jewelry."
"The thing the sixties did was to show us the possibilities and
the responsibility that we all had. It wasn't the answer. It just gave us a
glimpse of the possibility."
-- from John Lennon Quotes in Brainy Quotes
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Sunday, February 12, 2012
FABULOUS NEWS FOR KELLY!
Kelly Barson, a member of the Feathered Pens, my critique group,
has just SOLD HER FIRST NOVEL!!!
Here are the details on Publisher's Marketplace:
K.A. Barson's 45 POUNDS, about a girl who doesn't fit -- not into her blended family, and certainly not into Snapz! clothes, and who is certain that if she could lose 45 pounds, her life would be perfectly normal, only to find that there is nothing perfect about normal, to Sharyn November at Viking Children's, by Sara Crowe at Harvey Klinger (world).
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OdQDXs75Ulo&feature=player_embedded
has just SOLD HER FIRST NOVEL!!!
Here are the details on Publisher's Marketplace:
K.A. Barson's 45 POUNDS, about a girl who doesn't fit -- not into her blended family, and certainly not into Snapz! clothes, and who is certain that if she could lose 45 pounds, her life would be perfectly normal, only to find that there is nothing perfect about normal, to Sharyn November at Viking Children's, by Sara Crowe at Harvey Klinger (world).
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OdQDXs75Ulo&feature=player_embedded
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Blow winds, crack your cheeks!
What once looked like this:
http://www.relaxusonline.com/Schnozzzz_Shakespeare_Tissue_Boxes_p/l8456.htm
now looks like this:
Blow winds, and crack your cheeks!
King Lear, Act III, Scene 2
Why, yes, I do have a tissue box shaped like Shakespeare. Doesn't everyone?
Alas, I knew him well, but my Shakespeare "The Schnozzzz" (tm) was hoist by his own petard.
now looks like this:
Blow winds, and crack your cheeks!
King Lear, Act III, Scene 2
Why, yes, I do have a tissue box shaped like Shakespeare. Doesn't everyone?
Alas, I knew him well, but my Shakespeare "The Schnozzzz" (tm) was hoist by his own petard.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Dear Fax Sender
FAX COVER SHEET
To: The person or automated machine who keeps faxing my home telephone
From: A tired writer
You are trying to send a fax to a private telephone number.
While your fax has a lovely screeching sound, rather like a screech owl, I would prefer not to have my sleep interrupted by it.
Once may have been a quirky mistake.
Twice was annoying.
After the fifth misdirected fax at 1:30 am, I am beginning to become a bit grouchy.
I leave you with this haiku.
a fax gone astray
useless midnight screech in ear --
please stop faxing me
To: The person or automated machine who keeps faxing my home telephone
From: A tired writer
You are trying to send a fax to a private telephone number.
While your fax has a lovely screeching sound, rather like a screech owl, I would prefer not to have my sleep interrupted by it.
Once may have been a quirky mistake.
Twice was annoying.
After the fifth misdirected fax at 1:30 am, I am beginning to become a bit grouchy.
I leave you with this haiku.
a fax gone astray
useless midnight screech in ear --
please stop faxing me
A bit of inspiration for writers
A bit of inspiration for writers...
...which I stole from a link on jetreidliterary. :-)
http://www.nettserier.no/jellyvampire/1304892000/
...which I stole from a link on jetreidliterary. :-)
http://www.nettserier.no/jellyvampire/1304892000/
Brain Radio
"Brain radio" is a term invented by Kelly Fineman referring to the soundtrack playing inside your head, even when there is no music playing outside your head.
Some people would think this is a rather cool accessory to one's brain.
Those people would be wrong. They probably don't know what a curse it can be.
The worst time for me is the pre-winter-holiday season, when you can't go anywhere without hearing Christmas carols. All. Day. Long.
People without Brain Radio can have blissful silence inside their heads once they've left the mall or wherever the music was playing.
For me, the music plays on...and on...and on...until I play something else on the radio.
I'm especially susceptible to Brain Radio when I'm reading a musical biography. Usually this is okay, for a while. But then I hear the music when I'm trying to fall asleep, and when I get up, and all day long, unless I play something else to drown it out.
Right now I'm reading a YA SF novel with a title that is taken from a famous rock song.
Although I'm enjoying the book, I have to read something else for a while to get the song out of my head.
I'm sure you can guess the title, too.
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!
Some people would think this is a rather cool accessory to one's brain.
Those people would be wrong. They probably don't know what a curse it can be.
The worst time for me is the pre-winter-holiday season, when you can't go anywhere without hearing Christmas carols. All. Day. Long.
People without Brain Radio can have blissful silence inside their heads once they've left the mall or wherever the music was playing.
For me, the music plays on...and on...and on...until I play something else on the radio.
I'm especially susceptible to Brain Radio when I'm reading a musical biography. Usually this is okay, for a while. But then I hear the music when I'm trying to fall asleep, and when I get up, and all day long, unless I play something else to drown it out.
Right now I'm reading a YA SF novel with a title that is taken from a famous rock song.
Although I'm enjoying the book, I have to read something else for a while to get the song out of my head.
I'm sure you can guess the title, too.
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!
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