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Monday, March 25, 2019

Same S**t, Different Obstacle


I've been having a bit of a  rough time professionally. Yes, I've let this blog go a bit, but honestly the blog has never been a money-maker so that's not really an issue. I could have gone the route of offering coupons, doing sponsored blogs, and inviting guest content to try to monetize it a little better but that's a ton of work and it rarely pays off in anything more than pizza money - why bother?

It's not the blog that's the issue here, it's the novel writing career. I haven't shared this yet and I'm sharing it here rather than on my author blog because it's not great news.

Long story short - and please know there are other factors beyond the basics here -  my stroke cost me my next book contract.

Monday, March 18, 2019

What's Your Favorite Funky Smell?



Everybody loves the smell of baking bread, right? But I've found that when it comes to a certain type of bread - Subway Sandwich Shop bread, specifically - people are vehemently divided. Some people think the smell of Subway bread is mouthwatering, and some think it smells like moldy ass. I happen to love that smell, even though I don't think it's particularly good bread.

And that leads me to my question: What's a weird or unconventional smell that you really like? 

When I was a kid, I looooooved the smell of gasoline. I don't know why, and I guess I grew out of it because it's not a great smell for me now. I do love the smell of books, especially old ones. When I visited Dublin, I toured Malahide Castle, and they had a library room with 400 year-old wallpaper and of course, a lot of very, very old books. I will remember the  "old, dusty paper" smell of that room to my dying day. It was amazing. 

So . . . what's your smell? 

Monday, March 11, 2019

A Date (For Me) That Will Live In Infamy



On March 5th, I spent the anniversary of my stroke enjoying my damn life. I took the day off work, and my daughter and I got pedicures, ate Italian food, and saw a great movie. Then I dropped her off at work and took my son to dinner, and we walked around Target and It was a fun and wonderful day with the two people I love most in the world. I snuggled under my electric blanket and ended my day browsing through my Facebook Memories.

Facebook Memories, for those of you not sucked into the Facebook vortex (Are there any of you? Over the age of 25, I mean?) is a feature they deployed a couple of years back, and unlike most of their new features, I actually like this one. It throws up your old posts from previous years, and it can be a lovely, or cringe-worthy, or even potentially painful stroll down memory lane.

Friday, March 8, 2019

Signs Point To Friday - Check Out These Beauties!



It's almost the weekend and that means I do a Friday post to send you off laughing. This week's collection is guaranteed to do the trick!

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Tuesday, March 5, 2019

Happy "I Didn't Die" Anniversary To Me


One year ago today, I woke up. And I didn't die.

That's kind of been the drill on a daily basis (obviously), but the difference that day was that I woke up in the early stages of a hemorrhagic stroke. The next 28 days would see me learn to walk again, lose the use of my arm and hand, lose a good deal of control over my voice and then redefine physical pain on a whole new scale.

The eleven months after that would test me beyond what I honestly thought I could endure sometimes, physically and mentally. I have come light years from where I was, but I also have to say that I'm not where I hoped to be by now.