Life Goes On Despite Miller Moths and Facebook Fits #WordPressWednesday

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August 17 2021

 

Here in Sheridan, Wyoming, the sky is dark with clouds that could be an indicator of either smoke or rain. We’re supposed to get a cold front that promises a high of sixty-seven degrees tomorrow. But today, the forecasted high is 97, and there’s a red flag warning due to possible wind shifts and thunderstorms that could cause erratic behavior by the fires in this area.

 

Read the full post on Recovering the Self here.

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For those of you who use the National Library Service for the Blind and Print Disabled, The Red Dress is available for download from their site here. No matter how you read it, please be sure to review it wherever you can. That goes for all my books. Thank you for stopping by. Stay safe, happy, and healthy.

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New! The Red Dress

Copyright July 2019 by DLD Books

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When Eve went to her high school senior prom, she wore a red dress that her mother had made for her. That night, after dancing with the boy of her dreams, she caught him in the act with her best friend. Months later, Eve, a freshman in college, is bullied into giving the dress to her roommate. After her mother finds out, their relationship is never the same again.

Twenty-five years later, Eve, a bestselling author, is happily married with three children. Although her mother suffers from dementia, she still remembers, and Eve still harbors the guilt for giving the dress away. When she receives a Facebook friend request from her old college roommate and an invitation to her twenty-five-year high school class reunion, then meets her former best friend by chance, she must confront the past in order to face the future.

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Staying Focused #Open Book Blog Hop, Wednesday Words

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Amid social media’s constant distractions, it can be hard to concentrate. Some say that in order for writers to promote their work, they should use every available form of social media. But if I were to do that, I’d spend more time marketing and less time writing material to be promoted. You need a good balance, and I’ve come up with one that works for me.

I only use two forms of social media: WordPress and Facebook. I don’t constantly check these platforms for notifications, especially since their apps on my iPhone are pretty good at letting me know when something’s up. When I receive notifications while working, I wait until I get to a good stopping point before dealing with them. With my phone, I can easily read, like, comment on, or simply clear a notification before returning to the task at hand.

Other writers may think my tactics are counterproductive, but here’s the thing. I’m the author of five books and hope to publish a sixth one in 2021. This blog has attracted over 800 followers. On Facebook, I’ve accumulated over 400 friends, and my author page has received plenty of hits. So, I must be doing something right. As a writer, it’s important to find a method that works for you and not worry about what others think.

How about you? How do you stay focused on whatever you do? Thanks to this week’s Open Book Blog Hop post from Stevie Turner for inspiring this. Click here to learn how you can participate.

By the way, for those of you who use the National Library Service for the Blind and Print Disabled, The Red Dress is available for download from their site here. No matter how you read it, please be sure to review it wherever you can. That goes for all my books. Thank you for stopping by. Stay safe, happy, and healthy.

New! The Red Dress

Copyright July 2019 by DLD Books

Front cover contains: young, dark-haired woman in red dress holding flowers

When Eve went to her high school senior prom, she wore a red dress that her mother had made for her. That night, after dancing with the boy of her dreams, she caught him in the act with her best friend. Months later, Eve, a freshman in college, is bullied into giving the dress to her roommate. After her mother finds out, their relationship is never the same again.

Twenty-five years later, Eve, a bestselling author, is happily married with three children. Although her mother suffers from dementia, she still remembers, and Eve still harbors the guilt for giving the dress away. When she receives a Facebook friend request from her old college roommate and an invitation to her twenty-five-year high school class reunion, then meets her former best friend by chance, she must confront the past in order to face the future.

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Let’s Do This #TMI Tuesday June 16 2020

Here are my answers to this week’s questions. After reading them, you can find out how to participate.

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1. What do you think are the best and worst parts of human nature? The best part is our willingness to help others. The worst part is our temper.

 

2. What is something terrifying that you have come to accept as a fact of life? Even now, in the 21st century, there are plenty of racists in the world. Some of them are police officers who would kill a man simply because he’s black.

 

3. What piece of media (book, movie, TV show, etc.) changed the way you viewed the world? How? When I was in college, I read Ellery Queen’s The Chinese Orange Mystery. Before that, I’d enjoyed Nancy Drew and Trixie Belden mysteries. So, I decided to try something of a more adult nature. This book takes place in the 1930’s when the police were more brutal than they are now.

For a while after reading it, I was terrified of policemen. Years later, this partly inspired my first novel, We Shall Overcome.

4. You must pick one:

– Facebook or Twitter? I prefer Facebook because there doesn’t seem to be a limit on how many characters you can post.

– Cake or Pie? I like cake because it usually doesn’t have a hard crust. But I love pizza, and if the crust’s too hard, I won’t eat it.
– Swimming or Sunbathing? I don’t do much of either one. On the rare occasions when I go to a beach, I usually walk in the water.

– Nice Car or Nice Home Interior? Since I don’t drive, I’ll take the nice home interior, please.

Bonus: If pressing a button meant you received five million dollars, (USD) but it also killed five people somewhere in the world, would you press it? This is a no-brainer. The lives of five innocent people are not worth five million dollars.

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Now, it’s your turn. Click here to learn how to participate. Alternatively, you can answer one or more of the questions in the comment field below. Any way you do it, I look forward to reading your answers.By the way, my latest book The Red Dress, is now available from the National Library Services for the Blind and Print Disabled website. If you use this service, click here.

 

New! The Red Dress

Copyright July 2019 by DLD Books

Front cover contains: young, dark-haired woman in red dress holding flowers

When Eve went to her high school senior prom, she wore a red dress that her mother had made for her. That night, after dancing with the boy of her dreams, she caught him in the act with her best friend. Months later, Eve, a freshman in college, is bullied into giving the dress to her roommate. After her mother finds out, their relationship is never the same again.

Twenty-five years later, Eve, a bestselling author, is happily married with three children. Although her mother suffers from dementia, she still remembers, and Eve still harbors the guilt for giving the dress away. When she receives a Facebook friend request from her old college roommate and an invitation to her twenty-five-year high school class reunion, then meets her former best friend by chance, she must confront the past in order to face the future.

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In the Moment (Fiction)

I sat in the classroom, not knowing what to write. The only sounds were heavy breathing from the guy next to me and the scratch of pencil against paper. The blank sheet stared me in the face.

I stared back, as time dragged on. Another student walked in late, whispering an apology. Footsteps sounded in the hall, as others walked by the open door.

I stared out the open window that overlooked the courtyard. Birds sang. Students laughed, as they passed the building, no inspiration there.

I looked around at other students sitting at tables set up in a u-shape format, the blackboard, the professor’s laptop on the lectern at the front of the room. I turned and stared at the computers lining the wall behind me. At the beginning of class, the instructor said we could use them if we didn’t want to write the old-fashioned way. I stood up and made my way to one of the terminals.

Sitting down, I pushed a button, and the screen came to life with Facebook in all its glory. Without thinking, I typed my log-in information and went straight to my home newsfeed page. There, on my timeline, were his words. “Emma Sawyer, you’re nothing but a goody two-shoes. Go to Hell!”

Others gasped, and a few tittered. I turned to see projected on the screen above the blackboard my Facebook timeline with Jeremy’s ugly words. Other screens were lit up, probably displaying the same information. I opened my mouth but couldn’t say anything.

Someone was shaking me. “Emma, wake up.” It was my roommate Shelley. The bland classroom walls dissolved into the walls of my dorm room, decorated with my photos and Shelley’s rock star posters.

“Oh, what is it?” I asked, rubbing my eyes.

“It’s after nine. Didn’t you hear your alarm? Your creative writing class starts at ten. Oh, and Jeremy called.”

“Shit,” I said, sitting up and reaching for my cell. “You didn’t talk to him, did you?”

”           “Of course not, silly, I just saw who it was on your caller ID. I’m glad you finally got rid of that bozo.”

“Yeah, he’s a real jerk. He’s here on a football scholarship so all he can think about are football, football, and football. He just wants to have fun, and he can’t understand that there are times when I need to study. Oh well….”

I picked up my phone and, with the push of a few buttons, blocked his calls and deleted him from my contacts. I then reached for my lap top.

“Emma, it’s after nine. You’re going to be late,” said Shelley, putting on her coat.

“I know, but if I don’t do this now, he’ll ruin my day.”

“And if you don’t eat breakfast, you’ll ruin your health, but that’s not my problem, is it?” said Shelley, sounding disgusted, as she slung her back pack over her shoulders. “I’m off to the cafeteria and then to my music therapy class. See you later.”

I waited for the computer to boot up, then went straight to Facebook where I un-friended Jeremy and blocked him from contacting me. For good measure, I deleted my Facebook account, figuring I could create another one later. I also blocked him from e-mailing me and removed his address.

I showered, dressed, and dashed to my class, grabbing a Hostess Twinkie and a can of Dr. Pepper on the way. I made it just in time. After roll call, the instructor, a woman who looked to be in her twenties said, “Okay, for the next fifteen minutes, I want you to write about being in the moment.”

THE END

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The above story appears in the fall/winter issue of Magnets and Ladders at http://www.magnetsandladders.org . It was inspired by a memoir writing workshop I took last fall, held in a classroom similar to that in the story, with computers along the walls that students could use. The instructor, also a young woman in her twenties, gave us a similar prompt, to write about being in the moment.

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