Friday, September 26, 2014

September is almost over and the night time temperatures have cooled. It was such a treat this morning to walk in a cool breeze and watch clouds move in for that "chance" of rain this afternoon. My neighbor took her car to the car wash.

This picture is of St. Augustine grass that has shut down from the drought. It's not supposed to look like this until a hard freeze around November and even then it sometimes remains partially green until January.
Here's a wider view of the grass underneath the shade of a large tree that was the last to give up at the end of August.

Someone told me that the Farmer's Almanac promises a wet autumn for us. Fingers crossed!

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

"Kill your darlings" means...

Sometime this summer a regional small town newspaper journalist interviewed a local writer who had indie-pubbed a murder mystery which was doing quite well. In the article the author mentioned that she had to "kill her darlings." At this the reporter explained that the term "kill your darlings" meant that mystery authors had to kill their characters.

"Wait, what? No, Uh-uh."

I wanted so badly to call up the reporter and explain that's not what was meant by the term, but I didn't. What was done, was done. I told myself to just let it go. Especially since I couldn't remember where I first read it. So how could I prove it?

Recently I received a link to a wonderful article written by Maggie Zhang called: 22 Lessons from Stephen King on How To Be A Great Writer for Business Insider.

When revising, writers often have a difficult time letting go of words they spent so much time writing. But, as King advises, "Kill your darlings, kill your darlings, even when it breaks your egocentric little scribbler's heart, kill your darlings."

 "Yes! Now I remember!"

This was an excellent article and since it had been ages since I read Stephen King's On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft, I relished the  22 excellent reminders. If only I had kept the reporter's name so I could send the link to her but it had already been too long. I'm hoping another writer already took care of that at the time.

Please click the link and go over and read the rest of Maggie Zhang's article. You won't be disappointed.

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Saturday, September 6, 2014


I decided to join the Celebrations blog hop by VikLit I found at Diana Wilder's blog ...about myself, by myself... here.

We are to find something we wish to celebrate.

 I'm celebrating that I'm about to work one-on-one with my super talented editor to get my YA mystery novel whipped in to shape for publication in 2015! Excited doesn't even begin to cover my emotions.

Have a great weekend and remember to celebrate something wonderful!

Thursday, September 4, 2014 latest release, September 1, 2014, from The Poisoned Pencil, a young adult imprint of Poisoned Pen Press, by James Ryan Daley. I just ordered my copy and so far it's an attention grabber. I can't give it a review yet, of course, but here's a brief quote from Kirkus.

The mystery element and minor romance are icing on the cake: well executed and finely tuned, complementing the book’s major themes in all the right ways. Smart and sweet, comforting and moving. (Kirkus Reviews)

Click on the cover and go straight to the page on Amazon.

Congratulations, James!

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Played Penny Plumber the other night. My bathroom sink pipe was draining slowly. Removing the stopper didn't help because the cloggy mess was too far down. I noticed that the pipes were PVC and made to hand turn. I decided I could always call a plumber if I screwed up.

I put a bucket under the sink and easily removed the pipe that joins the sink to the wall. OMG the black junk that fell out! I tossed it in the yard. I flushed the pipe with bleach and soaked the part I took out in bleach water in the kitchen sink in another bucket. While that soaked and being my brilliant self, I picked up my dryer lint brush (big skinny thing) and set out to scrub the pipe by inserting it in the drain of the sink. I shoved it down.
As the brush came out it flung black specs around the bathroom! I mean all around the bathroom from floor to walls and anything in between. I almost cried. I did say some very naughty words.

So….an hour later the bathroom was clean and sparkling, the rug was ready to go in the washing machine. Little black specks of mold, hair, and rotting crapola were off the walls, floor, toilet, tub, door, baseboards and all these surfaces were bleached.
As the cleanup towels were being sanitized in the washing machine with hot water and more bleach, I put the pipe back. (There’s still a bucket underneath the pipe in the cabinet but so far dry and no leaks.) I found out the culprit that started this chain of events is my hair.
So no washing brushes in the sink, no hair styling over the sink without draping a towel, and no hair anywhere near that sink. I never want to have to clean out the pipe again. This will never, ever be repeated by me!
Penny Plumber has retired.