Recently, there has been a couple recent announcements regarding Lime Bikes in the city of Hartford. Yes, I’ve written about Lime Bikes before for this blogfest, but these announcements have caused me to want to return. You see, not all the news about Lime Bikes has been good news. The bikes proved to be more... Continue Reading →
I usually don’t post on Sunday, but I had such a good time on Teagan’s party bus yesterday that I decided to share her post with anyone who might have missed it. I would have posted this last night, but I had Lilith drop me off outside the Amazon store so I could get my very own copy of “Atonement in Bloom” loaded onto the Kindle app on my iPad. I’ve got some work to do today, but I’ll be reading soon. The bus is still rolling, so there’s time to join the party.
October 20, 2018
Well butter my butt and call me a biscuit — Atonement in Bloom is finally published! It was a wild ride, even after I finished all the work on the novel. Meaning I’m not best pleased with all the bumps in the road from the Amazon take-over of Create Space… Now, let’s get this party bus on the highway!
The bus is headed to Atonement, TN, the fictional town of my urban fantasy series. The stories in my “Atonement universe” are not romances, not science fiction, not family drama, or religious — and they certainly are not high-brow literature. They’re whimsical, suspenseful, magical, fantasies set in our current real world.
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Looking for the little blue frog? You’ve come to the right place. Following in the footsteps of Manja and Joey, I am sitting in for Norm today as your host for Thursday Doors. Norm will be back next week, but the door fest continues in his absence, and the gallery is open for business. As... Continue Reading →
Our ride to the Goshen Fair had us mostly hugging Rt-4 through the part of Connecticut (CT) that lies between Central CT and northwest CT. As you consider those compass designations, keep in mind that CT is the third smallest state in the US, so carving it up into sections might be cutting along a... Continue Reading →
I have been contemplating a post about the inability of so many people to see that we are all part of one population on Earth. My thoughts were inspired by one of Pam’s earlier posts, echoed by a few friends and brought back to my attention today. I may not be ready to put these thoughts into words, but Pam is. Please enjoy.
4 AM. The clock ticks inexorably towards 5 o’clock but it’s still a long way away. It is dark. It is quiet. But it is not silent. I can hear a clock ticking in the other room . . . tick tick tick. A relentless metronome. Tick tick tick. Isn’t there supposed to be a tock in there somewhere? It’s funny how we interpret what we hear.
I just heard a car, I think, it was a quiet, dull roar. Fortunately no car alarms! I can hear my refrigerator faintly humming. Not a tune I know. Silly me. I get a little punchy in the wee, wee hours of the day. Or is it still night? Technically it’s the morning but that doesn’t seem right until after dawn. But it is a quiet time.
I can hear my heart beating. Odd. It is something that has been doing the same…
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One-Liner Wednesday has a new badge! Congratulations to Cheryl. I think my buddy and I will have to buy her a beer on Saturday (kinda like the silver medal, virtual beer).
First, I’d like to say one last thank-you to Dan Antion for your wonderful 2017-18 One-Liner Wednesday badge. It has served us well for the past year, and won’t be forgotten.
All together now: Thanks, Dan!
I guess you’re wondering who, won, eh?
Not so fast.
In 3rd place we had Connection by Wire by J-Dub. Thank you, Jill! Honorable mention goes to you.
Close behind, in 4th place was Take My Card by John Holton. Cheers, John! You’ve won two of my contests so far (SoCS badge and create-the-hashtag #1linerWeds). Keep trying for number three!
Then all close together in the votes from 5th to 8th place came Blue Sky and Clouds by Hip to be Snark, Shoreline by Frank Hubeny, Don’t say no by Jim Adams, and Giraffes by Myrna in that order. Thanks so much to you…
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I know many of you already follow Cheryl, and I’ve seen some of your comments on her latest post. I missed it (thanks WordPress for the lack of email) so I want to make sure you don’t. Yes, this is the first time I’ve ever reblogged two posts in the same day (but they’re on the same subject, so…)
One of this season’s most profound and thought provoking episodes of the X-Files calls attention to our ever increasing intrigue, dependence and worship of robotics, electronics and human-less encounters. Watch this clip of the episode; but when you can, catch the entire episode on youtube or the Fox channel app.
While this is not a new concept or fear where artificial intelligence is concerned, this episode adds a new slant on the previous “robots get angry and run amuck” scenario by adding the all-too-human aspect of sarcastic bitter aggression.
Let me just say up front that we are good tippers. We tip the minimum expected for mediocre service and definitely more for exceptional service. Still….it is a ‘tip’. I can still remember my sense of horror as one of my son’s former girlfriends described how she chased a guy leaving the restaurant where she worked, demanding to know why he…
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Pam’s story, hits a little too close to home. For the cause of “research” my Saturday afternoons often look much like Ben’s. I wonder how Pam knew that?
WordPress is being cranky about letting me turn comments off here. Please leave comments at Pam’s site.
Ben was paralyzed. He couldn’t move, couldn’t react. He watched in horror as his friend of 30 years was patted down, handcuffed and walked out of the bar in the company of four very official looking men. Four, there were five!
“You can say nothing about what you think you just heard.”
The warning was issued by a quiet, almost friendly voice. But as Ben raised his head to look at the speaker, a chill ran down his back. The man almost seemed to smile. He reached out his hand and picked up the thumb drive that Stan had dropped on the table. Snap, it was gone.
And with a slight tilt of his head, so was the fifth man. Ben inhaled deeply. He felt as if he had been holding his breath for far too long. He started to hear the regular sounds of the bar seeping back into…
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