Recently I read about an opportunity to submit a backstory of one’s current novel. Since I couldn’t submit mine because I’ve not published the novel independently (I’m seeking representation), I thought I would post my backstory here. So without further ado…I bring you the backstory of HOPE IN BLOOM, my YA Contemporary novel. It started … Continue reading »
Monthly Archives: August 2012
Summer Read- A Handful of Dust- Chapters 4-7
A Handful of Dust– Chapters 4, 5, 6, 7 Summer is ending. And that is some hard cheese on all of us. Er, well, at least on me. So, this means the end of our summer read and thoughts on the last four chapters. Chapter 4 can be summarized in this quote by Tony, “So … Continue reading »
Oh, Prince Harry…
Why, Prince Harry? Why are you naked in a Las Vegas VIP suite? Why? It’s my fault. Well, partly. I did visit the Us Weekly web site where I saw these photos. Sometimes I can’t help myself. After I’ve checked Twitter and this blog and Pinterest and stared at “Inbox” with no new numbers next … Continue reading »
being single / dating / funny / Uncategorized
Hard Cheese on Mrs. Darcy
I’m sorry, but…could he be any hotter? (And the picture doesn’t even show the British accent!) He is deserving of our 100th post. That is the executive decision Mrs. Darcy has made. There’s no hard cheese on Rob these days, it appears. Alas, just for poor Mrs. Darcy. Just like Cher from Clueless (epically saving … Continue reading »
Summer Read – A Handful of Dust – Chapter Three
A Handful of Dust – Chapter Three – Hard Cheese on Tony It’s that time again – chapter three is upon us – and I am still disgusted with Brenda and in love with Tony. I understand Mrs. Darcy’s assessment of society pushing people into marriage and it was probably hard to resist that push … Continue reading »
being single / dating / music
That’s Why I’m on My Own Tonight
I’ve re-entered high school. Well, in the sense that I’m all The Smiths all the time. (They are just so darn crazy awesome.) So while I was driving down for a visit with the parents, I happened to listen to “I Know It’s Over.” This is the song I played over and over and over … Continue reading »
A Dreaded Sunny Day
If you must write prose and poems, the words you use should be your own. But if you have five seconds to spare, I’ll tell you the story of my life. I want the one I can’t have, and it seems so unfair, I want to die. You had no real way of knowing in … Continue reading »
