Blog Stuff, Real Life

I have to tell you seven things

I’ve been a rather lazy blogger lately, haven’t I? I wish I could say it’s because the Muse graced me with 50,000 words on my WIP, but such is not the case. Among other things, I’ve been busy with the Super Secret Project, researching book marketing options, and dealing with cell phone problems. Only one of those was enjoyable.

A couple of weeks ago, Lynn Davidson honored me by giving me the Versatile Blogger award. I’m sure she thought I forgot about it, but I didn’t. At that time, I had just blogged about two other blog awards and thought I should wait awhile to announce another one. So, thank you for the Versatile Blogger award, Lynn!

One condition of this award is that I’m to pass it along to 15 other bloggers, but since I so recently passed awards on to 13 bloggers, I’m not going to honor that condition this time. The other rule is that I have to reveal 7 things about myself.

It seems I have no trouble talking about myself on this blog, so it was hard to think of seven things I’d not already revealed. Never fear. I’d done this before, and most of you weren’t following this blog then, so I’m recycling.

1. I hate the taste of coffee … in any form. A bad experience with a coffee cream is why I have to break open every chocolate in my box before I put it in my mouth.

2. I get anxious and irritable when I sweat. Seriously, you wouldn’t want to be my workout partner.

3.  I tend to read magazines from back to front. I’ve always done this, but I don’t know why. It’s somewhat confusing. I never do this with books.

4.  I have only one lung. When I was thirteen, I had a pneumonectomy.

5.  Lukewarm food disgusts me. Hot food should be served hot. I’ve even been known to pre-heat the dinner plates.

6.  I gave my very important final report for sixth grade social studies on Atlantis. I had a tolerant teacher; she gave me an A.

7.  I’ve come this close to choking to death two times. The first time, I was about six and lingering at the breakfast table with my father and grandfather. I choked on a piece of bacon. I remember being surprised that I couldn’t breathe, then scared, but I didn’t alert either of them. My world started going black around the edges. The next thing I knew, the room was bright again, the bacon was gone, and my father and grandfather were still carrying on their conversation, oblivious to my close call.

The second time, I was in my late twenties and eating pizza with my husband and another couple. Suddenly, I couldn’t breathe. They all looked at me when I jumped out of my chair, and I recall seeing the moment they realized I was choking, but I also saw their panic and knew they had no idea what to do. I had one clear thought: I’m going to die. Then, acting purely on mother’s instinct, my friend Karen jumped up and jerked my arm straight up. The force ejected the bit of pizza crust and I breathed again.

There you go. I can imagine how thrilled you are that you took time to read my blog today. Why don’t you tell me something I might not know about you?

Blog Stuff, Links, Writing

The MOST of what comes Out of My Mind

As I said on Tuesday, I received two blog awards, so now I’ll thank Robin Hawke for the second one. Go check out her blog.

By the rules of the 7×7 Link Award first I’m to post links to seven of my previous blog posts, under the following categories of MOST: Beautiful; Helpful; Popular; Controversial; Surprisingly Successful; Underrated; and Pride Worthy.

Well, I’ve written over 500 posts, so to do it well, that task would have required more time than I could devote. My most popular post (judging by the number of page hits and comments) was only so because WordPress decided to Freshly Press that one. And when I sorted my posts by number of comments, I had to eliminate some that were only heavily commented on because I was doing a book giveaway or some such.

And another thing, who’s doing the judging? Is a post considered underrated only because it has few comments or because it didn’t get many hits? Hmmm … I’m doing that over-thinking thing again, aren’t I?

Anyway, I picked out seven posts that might represent the MOSTs. The “most” of what, you decide.

Unmasking the Muse


My perfect day … and then some

Ten writing rules I obey … and you should too!

Words You Don’t Need

Oops … I embarrassed my mother!

So, what’s the deal with Facebook Pages?

For the second part of this award, I’m supposed to pass it on to seven other bloggers. This part took some thought too, but I decided to choose some I haven’t linked to recently or ever. As usual, it’s up to my awardees to post their 7 Mosts and pass the award on to 7 others or not. Their call. But I’m proud to list my 7. Read their blogs (and books if they’re published), follow them on Twitter or Facebook or wherever. Say hello and tell them Linda sent you.


Christa Polkinhorn

Kathryn Magendie

E. Victoria Flynn

L.S. Engler

Mary Jean Rivera

Marcia Clarke


Blog Stuff, Inspiration, Life, Writing

Ahhh … the scintillating scent of spring!

One of my tangerine trees.

Because my next post will be a “heavy” one, today I’m taking a break from the usual and sharing a bit of my real life with you. We’re deep into spring here in California. Roses, jasmine, and citrus are blooming, filling the air with delicious fragrances.

I’m a bit stressed right now and if I could, I would sit outside all day to take it in, but the best I can do is open all my windows and invite Spring to come inside. I feel this should  inspire me to write, a poem at least, but I think I’m on sensory overload.

I hope you’ll enjoy the photos of my tangerine, roses, and jasmine in bloom. I hate the blurry thumbnails WordPress creates, so if you care to see any of the rose photos larger and clearer, just click on them. And my scarlet mini is not in bloom yet, so I’ve uploaded a photo from last November … ignore the frost! If you think you can identify any of my “mysteries” please do.

The pink jasmine around my kitchen window.

On second thought, though I love bringing the outdoors in, I had such good results sitting outside to edit on Sunday, maybe what I really need is to do that again. If I sit out in the  scents and sun to relax both my body and my mind, who knows what beautiful words might come forth? Heck, I might even be able to concentrate enough to finish that short story, so my critique group won’t boot me out for lack of participation.

In other news: Keeping with the flower theme today, the erudite and witty Suzanne Conboy-Hill has bestowed upon this blog an award with this comment: “If anyone has helped my induction into the world of fiction-writing, it’s been you with your insightful and provocative posts, flock of contributors, and faithful supporters.” Imagine that!

In turn, I pass along this award to said flock of faithful supporters. If you like, take it and enjoy!

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