I’m blogging today from the warmth and comfort of my home, something I did not think would be possible at this time yesterday (Wednesday, January 29th) morning. I left my home around 7am Tuesday and didn’t make it back until around 1pm Wednesday. Let me first state that yes, I know, Atlanta looks like wimps. We also look like incompetent idiots compared to our neighbors to the North. I have lived in Rapid City, South Dakota and Spokane, Washington. I know snow. I’ve driven in snow, on ice, during blizzard conditions. This is so totally not the same thing. As a city (nay state) we are ill prepared for inclement weather. We get accumulation and meaningful winter weather about once or twice a decade. We don’t have hundreds of plows and salt trucks and stockpiles of salt and sand. Cold, here in ATL, is temps of 20 to 40. It’s currently 7. Seven entire degrees. So, these conditions are unusual. My experience wasn’t traumatic, really; even so I keep tearing up when I think about what has transpired in the last two days. We should have never been at work. We knew it was going to snow. We did receive weather warnings, however many times it’s like the Boy that Cried Wolf. Atlanta shuts down at the HINT of snow, and then snow doesn’t come and we laugh and point fingers and jokey joke about it. So when they said we’d get snow in Metro Atlanta, I scoffed. “It’s not gonna snow in city limits,” I said to our Information Officer. “Maybe in the mountains but we won’t see anything here but flurries.” I……..was so wrong. I heard it was snowing up north (where it wasn’t supposed to be that bad) around 10am. Flurries hit Buckhead (city center, financial district) around 11.I talked with a couple of other people and it was decided we should try to be gone by 1:00 because (we had finally paid attention to the forecast) it […]
Monthly Archives: January 2014
I’ve read all of Ms. Allen’s novels and I have to say that I think Lost Lake is her best yet. I feel the blood, sweat and tears, the heart and soul poured into every word of this novel. She is reflective and very often humorous. I rarely laugh out loud when reading a novel since I don’t read comedic material, but reading one of the ladies say to the other “You could find a flea on a pissant” made me cackle. This book is full of southern gems like country grocery stores where you just send a list and they pack you a box and a hybrid pizza restaurant/fix it shop named HandyMan Pizza. Charming.
Title: Questions and Conversations Author: MissM Genre: Fanfiction, romance Release Date: October 1, 2013 Welcome again to the Sunday Snip, which is my opportunity to share a snippet of something I’ve written. Today’s snip comes from a short that I wrote for the POP!Tober Fiction challenge back in October. It was a fun romp and I’m planning a sequel. Enjoy!
It’s another FRIDAY- HOORAY! It is COLD in these parts and I’m so looking forward to being at home, curling up under heavy blankets with a great book. This week I have two books on my plate to finish: The Marshall’s Ready Made Family by Sherri Shackleford I am reading this one for NetGalley. It will be available March 4th, so look for a review from me on or before that date! So far it’s a pretty good read. I love a historical romance so I’m enjoying it. Love Water Memory by Jennie Shortridge I saw this book was being read by a group (SheReads, maybe?) and they seemed to like it so I’ll dive into this one this weekend. I also plan to devote some time to writing. Oh, and laundry. *sad trombone* What are YOU reading this weekend?
Over the years I have developed from a ‘let’s just see if I can do this, total pantser’ writer to a ‘sort of plotter, let’s get some details to start with’ kind of writer. Roni Loren calls this a Plotster – a pantser/ plotter hybrid. I like to hammer out a couple of details about my characters, and I first start by asking myself
Who are these people?
And why does anyone care?
Boy and girl like each other; Boy participates in a charity auction; girl’s mother buys boy for her daughter, because the attraction is obvious. Seth and Mia are soon involved in a tawdry affair but (there’s always a but) there’s fear of becoming more.
This book reminds me very much of The Kitchen House, not really in story trajectory, but similar themes along the lines of a kinship between slave and slave owner. Considering The Kitchen House was one of my most favorite reads, I consider it a high compliment to liken The Invention of Wings to such a great work of fiction.
I’m attempting to bring back this semi-regular occurrence on my blog, where I share a snip of something I’ve written, whether it’s old or new, from a finished piece or a work in progress. Writers tend to be solitary individuals and keep to ourselves. At the same time, we enjoy hearing that people like or can relate to our work.
It’s my favorite time of the week! WEEKEND! I love waking up slowly, grabbing some coffee and settling back in the bed or on the couch with a great read. It’s so relaxing and refueling! So let’s talk about what we’re reading this weekend: In addition to finishing up a Hearts Afire , by Deborah Fletcher Mello for NetGalley, I decided to pick up the latest by Sue Monk Kidd, The Invention of Wings. Hetty “Handful” Grimke, an urban slave in early nineteenth century Charleston, yearns for life beyond the suffocating walls that enclose her within the wealthy Grimke household. The Grimke’s daughter, Sarah, has known from an early age she is meant to do something large in the world, but she is hemmed in by the limits imposed on women. Kidd’s sweeping novel is set in motion on Sarah’s eleventh birthday, when she is given ownership of ten year old Handful, who is to be her handmaid.We follow their remarkable journeys over the next thirty-five years, as both strive for a life of their own, dramatically shaping each other’s destinies and forming a complex relationship marked by guilt, defiance, estrangement and the uneasy ways of love. As the stories build to a riveting climax, Handful will endure loss and sorrow, finding courage and a sense of self in the process. Sarah will experience crushed hopes, betrayal, unrequited love, and ostracism before leaving Charleston to find her place alongside her fearless younger sister, Angelina, as one of the early pioneers in the abolition and women’s rights movements. I’ve heard great things about this book and though I usually try to avoid reviews, I’ve seen a couple of five star ratings for this one so I plan to dig into it this weekend. What are YOUR weekend reads?
I was just flitting through Facebook, reading posts and liking things as I am wont to do and I saw a fun post from Author Jami Gold. She was participating in a meme where you post a few paragraphs from page seven of an unedited manuscript. YES I WOULD LOVE TO DO THIS.