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Favorite breed

Favorite breed

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barton-finkGood news on the writing front!

I just learned of the sale of my short story “Quilt of Seas” to Khimairal Ink. Glad this tale finally found a market. Khimairal Ink is an e-zine, “devoted to fiction that celebrates strong female ideals and the feminist spirit.”

I am so pleased that my story will be available through this respected site. I also got an email from Flash Fiction Online, apologizing for keeping my flash short, “The Call”  so long, but they want more time as they are seriously considering it. Fingers and toes crossed.

Now if I can just keep to my 1000-words-a-day goal for the newest novel!


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We were told he is a pit bull, but we think he is really Doris Day

We were told he is a pit bull, but we think he is really Doris Day

Jack the brindle pit bull impostor wages a daily war with Bart the cat. Every morning, while I am fumbling around the kitchen making coffee, Bart enters stage left (near the refrigerator) and waits for me to be done with all that nonsense. If Bart even looks at the bowl of water under the dough table (it appears the bowl of water belongs to Jack now), Jack erupts from his bed, barks, and growls to Bart that he better stay the #*%$ away from that water.

This morning, the drama played itself out in full rehearsal, except that this time Jack pushed past Bart and into the hallway. Bart settled himself in the hall doorway and glared balefully at Jack. A dilemma faced Jack. He was cornered. How to get past “the sharp thing” and return to his bed after asserting his authority? He wagged, swallowed, licked his lips and sought an answer in my face, which was offering no solution except derision.

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Eventually, he sucked up pit bull courage from somewhere and made an escape to the safety of his pillow. Bart, as usual, considered the entire episode as pointless and in no way affecting his day.

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Winter 07-08

Winter 07-08

The snow is long gone and here in March, the garden endures long periods of unusual dryness, followed by rain-dumping squalls and icy nights. Bulbs bravely push from the ground, buds pop out on the peaches and cherries. The hellebore is long up, and the new witchhazel done. Lengthening days fuel this growth, along with my hayfever (cedar and alder pollen).

Three weeks ago I moved irises and did some plant rescue. This morning I watched snow flopping down with rain–now the sun taunts me. I am house bound today with a rhinovirus wannabe influenza, but maybe if I bundle up, I can make it down to the river.

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I have bagged comcast.net’s stiff little spiderweb site for this comparatively new tarantula model on WordPress. This is sooooo much better and if you are here now browsing around, you can see the difference. The primary joy I derive is that it is so much easier for a illiterate cyber-user like me to update.

So check out what I have done so far. More wonders to come! My avatar is a photo of me when I was seventeen. Yes, it really is me . . .

One disappointment is that the Facebook badge I created will not load here. Something to do with the two sites speaking different languages and I am way too illiterate to reason it out.

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