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Frank McCourt

  • Jul. 15th, 2009 at 1:01 PM


This book touched me like no other.




Please... go and listen to the audio book... as read by the author himself. Unbelievable!

I'm very sad to hear that Mr. McCourt is losing his battle with skin cancer. Very sad. My prayers go out to him and his family.
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I'm so upset right now I'm shaking. My fingers are twitching (still I can pump out some brilliant prose... no?).

I AM PISSED OFF!

Why am I so F-ING UPSET?

There is an author I know who is SO BEYOND just being an awesome writer... it's amazing. To me there is a difference between a writer and an author. A writer writes... an author writes too, but she also involves herself in the lives/concerns/thoughts of her readers. Be it through the craft, the reading or just personal stuff. She is ALWAYS WILLING TO HELP.

This particular author has just astounded me. When I was just a newbie looking for guidance... she was there. When I recently asked for a pair of fresh eyes to read my book... she responded to me lickety split and I KNOW she has her own deadlines and writing to do. When I was in Tulsa and felt like a turd in a punch bowl... she made me feel like the most important turd floating in the fruit drink.

I've met a LOT of authors since I started back to writing in 2004. And many of you have become close friends of mine. And I would write a similar post to a few others who have befriended me beyond LJ. But this post is dedicated to....

Carrie Jones


I know I can call her my friend. And my wife still gloats about how much fun it was to hang with Carrie in Tulsa.

Do I even have to talk about her books? I will anyway. I have them ALL. After reading her first 'Tips on Having a Gay (Ex) Boyfriend', I figured Carrie couldn't top herself. But she did. Three more times. Every book gets better and better. And somehow, while writing phenomenal books, she has time to try to help the planet and those who are suffering, she runs for political office and nearly wins, she helps other fledgling authors trying to reach their dream, she's raising a daughter whom I know will be a brilliant human being. She even speaks to [info]sewedel . And so much more.

When *beeping* mother *beeping* son of a *beeping* *beeping* *beeping* decides to shatter a rare and blessed moment for my good friend... I just can't sit by.

I'm so sorry that happened to you, Carrie. I know you just let it go and I know many many others have come to your defense. But you don't really need defended, your life's work is your defense. Your kindness and generosity and humor and talent are your defense.

Now go pick up this book.





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Monday stuff and some other stuff

  • Jun. 29th, 2009 at 8:42 AM


Too much to blabble about today, the New York trip will continue tomorrow.

1. Wow! Billy Mays is dead, too. This is just gettin' ridiculous. I certainly don't want to make it all about ME, but he's totally ruined the plans I proposed a few months ago on this very blog. Check it out!

http://brian-ohio.livejournal.com/138385.html

2. I'm upset about Michael Jackson's death. I grew up with the guy and his music. So much talent and kindness in that man. But after suffering through this past weekend... I'm REALLY pissed that he died. I've got four girls in my house going around singing PYT at the top of their lungs. And, I love my daughters, but they're not going on American Idol any time soon. Ugh!

3. I forgot to mention a story that took place the first night we were in NYC. I was just getting ready to hop into the top bunk of my tiny little room at the YMCA when my cellphone rang.

"Daddy!" It was one of my twin daughters calling from her room two floors down. She was crying.

"Go. To. Bed!" I said compassionately.

"But, Daddy!" she whimpered.

"Listen!" I cooed. "I'm tired! It's been a long day! Go. To. Bed!"

"But, Daddy!" she started to cry harder. It must be important. She's really upset.

"What is it, sweety." I grumbled as she yanked and jerked on my heart strings. You'd think I'd be used to that kind of pain by now.

"I was in the bathroom." Her voice shivered.

(Remember, the bathrooms weren't in the rooms, but down the hall. Group bathrooms.)

"What?" I asked. "Did you see a bug or something?"

"No." She broke down further. Now I'm thinking someone did something to her.

"Then what happened? Calm down and tell me." I checked my watch and sighed.

"You remember the movie we watched? The Grudge?" she asked.

"Yeah." She and a group of her friends had watched that stupid movie a few weeks ago. "What about it?"

"I..." she whispered, "I saw a Chinese woman in the bathroom. It was her. The woman from the Grudge." She started to bawl. Sobbing uncontrollably.

I hung up on her.

4. Driving into work today, I saw a book lying in the middle of the road. I felt horrible. Worse than if I'd seen my own family cat lying there near death. Such a travesty. So sad to see a book just sitting there, helpless. If it hadn't been rush hour, I'd have turned around and saved it. Tried to contact it's owner.

5. Got some more outlining and character sketches finished on my WIP over the weekend. I have some really cool plot threads coming together nicely at the end. It's hard to sit at the computer and write on the weekends. But I just sat outside with my kids, a paper notebook on my lap, and jotted down ideas as they came to me. Worked out well.

Word Count for TBS.
20,539 words out of 70,000 (29.3% finished)
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Friday Five

  • Jun. 26th, 2009 at 9:00 AM


I'll continue with my New York trip next week... oh stop crying [info]sewedel ... be a man!

We're going to a reunion party of the trip tonight, I'm hoping to get some REAL photos to share.

1. I wrote 1,250 words yesterday on TBS. Not to mention fleshing out my outline a bit more. It makes me VERY HAPPY! I think this story is really coming together. Hoping to finish by August for a few beta readers. We'll see.

Word Count:
19,523 of 70,000 words (28% finished).

2. Have you ever gone to bed and your mind is furious with thoughts on your WIP. Last night my brain was CRAZY with ideas. Even if I had a notebook by my bed I couldn't have kept up. I tried to jot it all down this morning, but I'm sure I missed some gems. Wish I had a way to record the brainwaves. You know?

3. One of my older twin daughters really impressed me the other day. I was VERY proud of her. A boy asked her to 'go out'... that means 'go steady' to us older folks. She wasn't certain at first, but decided she'd like to get to know him. But after a month, she just didn't have any feelings for him. He was a very nice young man.

My daughter wouldn't break up with him until she could do it face to face. Wow! When I think of all the chatting, texting, emailing... even phoning... I was pleasantly surprised to see she wanted to tell him in person. I bet that doesn't happen too often nowadays.

4. My wife surprised me by painting our entire bedroom while I was in NYC. She'd been wanting to do it for years. It looks great! I was shocked... but very pleased. That was an awful lot of work. She even did the ceiling.

5. For Inspiration: "Cowbell... You Need More of It."
 




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New York City - Day 2 and a Writing Update

  • Jun. 25th, 2009 at 9:27 AM


Before I get to day 2 of my New York trip, just a writing update.

 

It’s been VERY hard to sit back at the keyboard lately. So many things distracting me and weighing down on me. But I am happy to say I was able to generate almost a thousand words yesterday on my work in progress initialed TBS. (I stole the initials thing from[info]kazdreamer ).

Here is my word meter for TBS.

Bah! I can't get the danged word meter thing to work.

I'm at 18,271 of 70,000 words. That's 26%. 1/4 of the way!!!

The core of this book revolves around the relationship of a young couple in love-at-first-sight. I’m trying (and my wife will laugh at this) to write a highly sexual story without any sex. I mean these two teenagers never even get to second base… but what they experience with each other is very intense. The hormones are zigging and zagging all over the place. I hope I can pull it off or this book will go straight to the trunk.

 

I’m also working on a Seekrit project with a Seekrit co-author… something I think is very inventive with lots of potential.

 

And I’m also reading (too slowly due to life)[info]fandoria ’s book… which is one of those books that you can imagine clearly in your mind. Beautifully told as well.

And Now...

 

New York – Day 2

 

The Monday morning Subway is AMAZING. So many people, so many trains… and everything moves along so smoothly. Not to mention the musicians performing in the subway are SO talented. They’d win America’s Got Talent hands down. This one woman cellist in Grand Central… I just don’t know why she’s not in a symphony orchestra.

 

We split into two groups, and my group went to the Broadway Presbyterian Church to work at a Soup Kitchen called the ‘4-Star Soup Kitchen’. And let me tell you … it was 4 stars.

 

We were greeted by the Sous-chef… yes… the SOUS-CHEF named Maureen. She put us to work cutting up a few cooked turkeys for the Turkey Noodle Soup until Chef Mike arrived.

 

Chef Mike is… quite a character. Stood about 6’3”, wore his chef jacket and cap. He works wonders with food. He prepared the soup, halibut with ginger sauce over steamed greens. Creamy potatoes, spring rolls, deep fried shrimp and a dessert of lemon cake with Bing cherries and mandarin oranges.

 

Chef Mike has some good contacts with area restaurants that donate their food when it’s not of proper standards for their ritzy-titzy clients. It all looked REALLY good to me.

 

We served 120 people without a hitch. Lots of other volunteers pitched in making our job really easy. I wish I had a picture of us in our hairnets, aprons and plastic gloves. Yes... I wore a hair net.

 

Afterwards we met up with our other group (a nice long subway ride) and went to Ellen’s Stardust Diner in Times Square.

 

The place was a blast. The waiters and waitresses are all trying to get a part on Broadway, but in the meantime paying the bills by working here. They take turns singing and performing. Non-stop. It’s like a dinner and a show, only you just pay for the dinner. One guy was singing while ringing up his bill. And they were all so GOOD! We just had a ball there. Plus it was raining out so our timing was perfect.

 

Next came one of my favorite parts of the trip. With my muscular dystrophy, walking REALLY starts to hurt. Standing is worse.

 

But NYC came through for me! Just a month ago the city closed off a portion of Times Square to traffic and placed a whole bunch of lawn chairs on the street.



I plopped myself down and just watched the people for 3 hours while the others in my group would shop, come back, sit, talk, watch, shop… it was great. And there was a Starbucks right behind me. My daughters were kind enough to keep my coffee hot and fresh. I was in HEAVEN!!!!!!

 

At about 10:30 we (sadly) headed for the YMCA. Another big day tomorrow.

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Back from New York City (Part 1)

  • Jun. 24th, 2009 at 11:27 AM


Some of you may recall, some may not... I was in New York City last week.

 

First of all... I LOVE New York. Officially for those of you wondering when I would make that announcement official.

 

For my next few posts I'll be recapping my time in New York.

 

I'd love to post pictures, but our digital camera broke two days before the trip. I took 180 photos with my cellphone... but can't get them off the dang phone. Still working on that.

 

My first glimpse of the City from across the Hudson River will forever be burned into my mind. Gorgeous. I can only imagine what the Twin Towers added to it.

 

We arrived on Sunday at the Vanderbilt YMCA. Traffic was actually light and we made it without incident, though I was surprised how long the Lincoln Tunnel actually is.

 

We parked on 47th Street, unloaded and checked into the Y. I shared a room with the other male chaperon. The room couldn’t have been bigger than 6’x 8’. A bunk bed. A small fridge. A broken air conditioner. A chair and small dresser. The bathroom and shower were down the hallway. But for the cost… I’d stay at the Y every time I visit. And it’s right by Grand Central Station.



 

After dinner at Calico Jacks we walked to Grand Central. What an amazing place. Beautiful!!!! The marble and tile and ease of the structure is incredible. It was sort of quiet on a Sunday night. We bought our Metro Passes for the week ($25.00 per person… not bad) and took a short ride.

 

It had been a long day and we had an even longer day planned for Monday, so we went back to the Y and crashed. But my first impressions of NYC were brilliant. I just don’t know how it all works. No wires strung over the streets, no bad smells. Looking at it as an engineer… I was in awe.

 

I slept well, but I did wake on occasion to the beeping of garbage trucks, buzzing sirens and honking horns. All part of the NYC experience.

 

Overall the trip was everything I expected and more. I’ll never forget it. But it was SO exhausting. When we got home on Friday night, I slept for 16 hours straight and my legs were nearly useless. I’m still recovering, but it was worth all the pain.

 

Tomorrow I’ll tell you about our first soup kitchen.

 

 

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A Picture of My Mom

  • Jun. 12th, 2009 at 8:05 AM


After sort of blasting my mom (gently) these past few years on LJ, I'm beginning to feel a little bad about it. A little.

But, hnstly (tm), she's the BEST MOM EVER!

She once posed for these professional photos. With a real famous photographer (he's Canadian or Russian or from West Virginia). The photos were gorgeous. I mean GORGEOUS. She looks like a movie star.

So... to make up for all of my mockery... I'm going to post one.

Mom! This is For YOU!

Elegance at it's Finest! )
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A Bit about my Mom's Cooking (Sorry, Mom)

  • Jun. 11th, 2009 at 8:30 AM


My mom is great. I love the woman with all of my heart and half of my brother's. Really. But growing up with her wasn't easy, as you've witnessed from some of my past posts.

For one thing... she was NOT a good cook. She made Mrs. Douglas from Green Acres seem like Julia Childs. I've seen her burn water... make spaghetti without ANY pasta, and she pours a jar of spinach baby food over scrambled eggs and calls it quiche.
 
But the worst was when she desecrated ground beef into something completely unpalitable. I think it was a hamburg, but I mean this patty was so spoiled even Mr. Krabs wouldn't serve it.

When I think about that hamburg night it brings tears to my eyes. Not because of the uncious meat.... no. You see, I pulled the old 'pretend to eat but feed it to the dog' trick. My dog, Shamus, loved table food. But I should NEVER have given her that hamburg. NEVER!

I snapped this picture minutes after Shamus devoured that hamburg.


If You're A Dog Lover... My Apologies )
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Three Question Wednesday

  • Jun. 10th, 2009 at 9:24 AM


Question #1 - Why... WHY are girls so afraid of these?



Not spiders. But Daddy-Long-Legs. It's not even a spider. It is a harmless relative of the scorpions, spiders, mites 
and ticks. Srsly (tm). Look it up. Harmless! (Did you hear that Daughter #2?)

Question #2 - Do these really work?



Have you ever driven by a car lot or store, saw a giant gorilla and said, "Oh, yeah! I gotta stop there!" I haven't. Yet.

Question #3 - What is theme song of the main character in your current WIP.

For me. Well... my MC has a love for 70s soft rock. His favorite song is Shannon by Henry Gross. Yeah... the one about the dog drifting out to sea. He likes to sing it acapella when he's alone.



I've actually been able to keep my WIP to myself. Not even [info]kazdreamer  knows what it's about. Wait! I think I did tell [info]onegrapeshy ... but she's so stressed, I'm sure she forgets. Or I put her to sleep with my elevator pitch.

Four days until I leave for NYC!!!!!
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It's Tough!

  • Jun. 9th, 2009 at 8:42 AM


The only thing my laptop is good for right now.



And, trust me, it's hard to get in the same position as that puppy. But a good muscle relaxant and I'm as limber as petrified wood.
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Weekend Update

  • Jun. 8th, 2009 at 8:30 AM


Interesting Weekend for me. Why? Boy... you guys are VERY inquisitive. Hm. It's hnstly (tm) none of your business, but I'm in the mood to share. You're lucky.

Yesterday we had my twin daughter's boyfriends over. Two dudes. The first time the male species has entered my abode. (Other than myself, of course).

At first... I looked like this...



But in the end, I enjoyed having some testosterone in the house. I really did. And I beat their behinds in corn hole. Easily. I made them laugh a few times and, in the end, we all had fun.

Later we made S'mores around the fire, my wife cooked her marshmallow too long, it started to flame and when she swung it around to cool it off, the dang thing flicked off and landed right on my bare leg. Y'ouch! I have blisters.



I've had ZERO time to write. ZERO time to read. I have a busy week at work and I have to pack for NYC. Time, as we talked about yesterday, will fly by.

One thing I learned, though, is that spiders have VERY COOL eyes.

 (This is a close up of a REAL Spider)

Oh! I almost forgot. I was able to do some Canning on Saturday. I like to can Salsa, Tomato Sauce and Peppers. But this was a new recipe and it came out perfect.

Sealed, Pickled and Ready to Eat... )
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Poll: When does Life go the slowest?

  • Jun. 7th, 2009 at 8:02 AM


So... I was thinking. Yep. Second time this month. A record. But srsly(tm), sometimes life flies by (most times) and sometimes it drags.

Don't we want our lives to go by SLOWLY? We certainly don't want it to zoom right by.

Poll #1412353 LIFE
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All

When does LIFE go by the SLOWEST?

View Answers

when I'm in the present moment
0 (0.0%)

when I'm having fun
1 (4.3%)

when I'm waiting (not just on queries)
20 (87.0%)

when I'm sick
1 (4.3%)

when I'm taking Brian's stupid poll
1 (4.3%)

Now... look at the answers. Wouldn't we want to be living that way so life won't flash before our eyes? No?

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Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! Summer Time!!!!

  • Jun. 6th, 2009 at 10:46 AM

I LOVE summer time. I'd marry the heck out of it (after a short engagement, of course).

Why? Why, you ask. For SO many reasons. Here are a few....

1. Going to the pool and relaxing!



2. Playing Corn Hole!!!!



3. The Annual Gathering of the Eyeball Fan Club (a few more years and I'll have no fans left).



4. Working on my tan! (This is NOT me... merely an example of the tan I'm striving for this summer).)



5. And... The ICE CREAM MAN coming down our street!!!!



How about you? What do you LOVE about summer?



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Friday Five - My Happy Childhood

  • Jun. 5th, 2009 at 7:56 AM


I was a happy baby. My mom tells EVERYONE how happy I was as a child. My mom's also been known to bend the truth at times. So I decided to go through the old box of family photos to find evidance of MY HAPPY CHILDHOOD. Here's what I found.

1. Here I am first time I saw my grandparents.



2. Here I am when my brother told me I WASN'T adopted.




3. Here I am begging for food.

 

4. Here are the underpants my mother wore on me. She's such a kidder.



5. Finally. Here I am crying... but at least this time I'm crying with a purpose.
So I Could... )
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One of My Favorite Memories

  • Jun. 3rd, 2009 at 8:43 AM

I grew up very close to Meyer's Lake Amusement Park. Walking distance, took maybe 10 minutes to get there on foot.

It was a fabulous. So much fun. Benny Goodman and the Marx Brothers actually performed there.

It closed when I was nine once the bigger amusement parks started opening up. Now the lake is surrounded by condos and apartments. I miss the park. I have SO many great memories from there. My kids don't believe it ever existed. And sometimes I even wonder.

Please Note: I call 'dibs' on the first name of Canton's founder (see below).


Meyer's Lake includes both a lake and an amusement park. The lake itself was an American Indian encampment through the early 1800s. It was originally named Wells Lake after Canton's founder Bezaleel Wells. The name was changed in 1815 when Andrew Meyer bought a large tract of land including the lake. Until the Civil War, Meyer's Lake was a secluded spot, surrounded by oak forests and frequented mainly for fishing and ice harvesting.

In 1869 the Eclipse Boat Club was built, followed by the Lake Park Hotel, an upscale resort. The Casino was built later and was considered a fashionable place to go. President and Mrs. William McKinley attended numerous receptions there and often took walks along the grounds.

Meyer's Lake added an amusement park in the 1880s. In 1886 there was a roller coaster (highest point 20 feet), roller skating rink, bowling alley, billiard and pool tables, and dance halls. The Sinclair family purchased it in the 1920s and built the Moonlight Ballroom in 1926. However, with the rise of large-scale amusement parks, smaller amusement parks were not able to compete and Meyer's Lake closed in 1974.

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Some Stuff

  • Jun. 2nd, 2009 at 8:57 AM

1. This is The COOLEST optical illusion I've seen. Hnstly (tm). Try it. It ACTUALLY works. Wow!

http://www.coolopticalillusions.com/eye-tricks/love-test.htm

2. Remember the dude who does those outstanding chalk drawings on the sidewalk. I found a few more.







3. Is Borders REALLY going to expand their Children's Section! Really!!!! This HAS to mean they need more YA/MG books to fill the shelves. Right? I know a few brilliant authors (who's books I've read) that would be perfect for the expansion. Editors... get to it!

4. 12 days until I'm heading to the Big Apple. I'm FRICKIN' excited beyond belief! But I'll have ZERO computer access. None. But when I get back I'll have plenty of blogging material. Plenty.

5. Not sure if you get tired of my youngest daughter's antics... but, too bad. We were on the way home from dance last night and she wanted to play the opposite game. She'd give me a word and I had to come up with the opposite.

She said, "Up."
Daddy said, "Down."
She said, "Right."
Daddy said, "Left."
She said, "Tree."
Daddy said, "Huh."
She said, "Wrong. It's No-Tree."
Daddy said, "That's not..."
She said, "Fence."
Daddy said, "Wait a..."
She said, "Wrong. It's No-Fence."
Daddy gave up.
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My Youngest Daughter's Best One Yet

  • May. 30th, 2009 at 11:08 AM

I Twittered this already, but I had to post it here, too.

We'd just gone to the grocery store, walking into the house. My youngest daughter was tugging at her shorts, then turned her butt towards me and asked,

"Do you see France?"



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Wednesday Stuff

  • May. 28th, 2009 at 8:41 AM


1. How do you guys usually answer this question....

I'll get some writing done as soon as I ______________?

2. Started some new medication for my MD and it is helping. I still have this pain in my shoulder and neck... I think I slept on it wrong. I believe God should have made our arms detachable, they always get in the way when I'm tossing and turning.

3. When you guys are nearing the mid point of your latest WIP... do you find your mind wanting to start on the new idea you're sure is even better? Middles are tough for me. Tough to stay on course.

4. I finished Torched by April Henry and honestly enjoyed it. Especially the ending. I don't usually read YA without some sort of supernatural twist, but this one was really good. So if it kept me interested....



5. I'm leaving for New York City in exactly 16 days. My schedule there is VERY full, literally no free time at all and we always stick together as a group.

BUT... if you're in NYC and near any of these places at these times... Stop in and I'll have time to talk. I promise.

June 14th 8:00 pm - Calico Jacks http://www.calicojacksnyc.com/

June 15th 5:00 pm - Ellen's Stardust Diner http://www.ellensstardustdiner.com/

June 16th 5:00 pm - http://www.ilfornaio.com/ in Little Italy

June 17th 8:00 pm - O'Neill's Irish Pub http://www.oneillsnewyork.com/index.php

June 18th 7:00 pm - Pizzaria Uno's http://www.menupages.com/restaurants/pizzeria-uno/

During the day we're working at a soup kitchens, women's shelters and other places to assist people in need. I'm SO looking forward to this trip. My FIRST time in NYC!!!!!!
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My Genius

Okay. You wanted proof of my genius... here you go.

My youngest daughter wanted a S'more. And what my daughter wants from daddy... she gets. So I took out the graham crackers, the chocolate and marshmallows. I turned on the gas stove, pierced the marshmallow with the fork and proceeded to cook it over the flames. Perfect. I then slid the hot marshmellow onto the cracker, a bit of it still clung to the fork, so I just decided to eat it off.

The fork was still HOT! I burnt the inside of my lips and mouth. They blistered in minutes. Boy did/does that hurt!!!!!!

My Grandfather

My grandfather was in the military... the Air Force to be exact. My mom found this old newspaper clipping of him in action.




Most Disturbing Photo Ever! )
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