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If you follow me on FB, Twitter, or Instagram, you might've noticed that for the last few months I've been posting a #dailydoodle. (Well...I don't post one EVERY day. But I post them regularly enough.) They're something I started doing as a writing warm-up--and I know you're probably thinking: how does doodling help your writing? But I swear it does. It gets me in a mindset to not be such a perfectionist.
Drafting is a messy process, and I hate it because of that. I want the words to be lovely and shiny and done as soon as I type them. So if I don't do something to stop myself, I'll start revising way too early. Cue the #dailydoodle, which I always do in ink, because it forces me to live with all my tiny mistakes. Sooner or later I'll draw a line or make a mark I wish wasn't there. But since it's permanent, the only choice I have is to keep going. And the really funny thing is, I always find a way to hide it. Or sometimes, the mistake even ends up making the drawing a whole lot better.
So I'll doodle for an hour or two, remind myself that it's okay to make mistakes, and that's it's better to just keep moving forward and not look back. It's been working really well, and for fun I started posting them on my social media, and the response has been ... well ... pretty surprising.
Here's a few examples, in case you haven't seen them. My style is sort of a mix between Zentangling and line drawing:
And the REALLY surprising thing is that people started asking to buy them. So after many weeks of debating, I decided to make them available.
I sell the originals by request, usually through Facebook, though email works too. You just have to contact me when you see one you want. They're not all that expensive, but there's only one of each, so setting up an Etsy shop and doing individual listings is too much work--especially for how fast they seem to sell. So for now it's: see one, contact me, and first come first served.
But since a lot of times more than one person wants it, I've also set up a way for people to buy prints. Behold, my Society6 page:
Prints start as low as $16, and they ship worldwide. Even cooler: you can get the doodles on all kinds of cool things like tote bags and pillows and clocks and notecards. (it's kind of embarrassing how tempted I am to buy some).
So if you've been wishing you could get your hands on a doodle, now you have a way. And like I said, I still sell the originals too. You just have to contact me. :)
It’s a well known fact that a child in possession of a well-loved book is unlikely to set down this well-loved book. Case in point:
Yes, both Turkeybird and Littlebug are smitten with books. To the point they simply will not put them down at any time, even while walking. This, makes me one very happy mom.
Books in hand:
Kylie Jean Pirate Queen by Marci Peschke
Today I Will Fly! (Elephant and Piggie #1) by Mo Willems
Also, tomorrow is T-Bird’s big 7th birthday! If you get a chance I know he’d love to read all your birthday wish comments! (Like I said, he loves reading…especially when it’s about him. Haha!)
Original article: Walking And Reading
©2014 There's A Book. All Rights Reserved.
I know, I know, I PROMISED I was going to be a better blogger--and I really am going to be!
But... well... my last edits on KEEPER 2 arrived (along with the email I'd been dreading about us needing to name it something better than KEEPER 2 *sighs* *hates titles*) so... my week kinda turned into this....
Only with less sleep.
(like a LOT less)
BUT--I will be finishing this revision this weekend (I will I will I will I will) and hopefully it will be the LAST revision (*crosses fingers and toes*) and then I will have time to blog again.
Which is good because um... I don't know if you know this, but... KEEPER COMES OUT FREAKISHLY SOON!!!!!!!!!!!
Like, barely more than a month soon.
The good news about that is: I have some SUPER EXCITING stuff planned, and awesome things to share, and cool contests and launch parties and things that make you go YAY! (The bad news is, expect a lot more panicky blog posts--it's give and take...)
But for now, I have no choice but to leave you with this rather weak, lolcat filled post and get back to my epic battle against KEEPER 2. I have almost whipped this draft into submission. Just a little bit more to go...
Have a great weekend everyone!
I'm having one of those weeks. You know the kind--where everything takes 10 times longer than its supposed to in a week that was already packed with too much until it all piles on top of you and you just feel like:
Or maybe...
But instead of using this post to whine and stress and panic (I know, I'm sure you're all very disappointed about that) I thought I'd try positivity for a change. Because the thing is, I have a lot of freakishly amazing things to be grateful for.
So really, what I want to do is focus on a few things I'm especially grateful for this week--in no particular order:
The Elixir of Life!
I know you Coke fans will probably disagree with me on this--but I'm sorry, Pepsi is basically the nectar of the gods. (though in a pinch I will settle for "the other") And for those of you who want to discuss calories and chemicals and teeth staining and whatnot I gladly plug my ears and say LALALALALALA I can't hear you!
The Hubs!
(Yes, I listed Pepsi before my husband--I said this was random order!!!)
He may have questionable taste in clothing, but the part of him that is far happier in a Shredder sweatshirt than anything else is the same part that allows him to just laugh at me when I'm freaking out and then somehow get me to laugh too. Like yesterday, when he bought me new squinkies. Bless his immature heart.
For those of you who haven't had the privilege of getting one of my MANY book 2 related emails and/or IMs, I thought I'd put together this visual representation--via lolcat (yes, really!)--of some of the roller coaster highs and lows I've been riding as I battle through this bad boy.
Most days start out like this:
I love my job--and I'm VERY lucky to have it. But yeah... it's also WORK. And no matter how much I may wish I could leave cupcakes out and the magic writing elves would finish the book for me:
So I grab some caffeine....
(and for the record, no, I am NOT taking caffeine pills. Those would make me bounce off the walls)
And then I get to work.
(Um... I couldn't find a work related lolcat, so...BATMAN!)
And I work. And work some more. Until the plot takes yet another unexpected turn and I realize:
If you opened this post hoping the title was sarcastic and that really I have a post filled with all kinds of useful things, boy are you about to be disappointed.
Really... I have stared and stared and stared at this empty post and ...
(Yes, there is officially a lolcat for EVERYTHING!)
The problem is, I have an AWESOME review and ARC giveaway for you tomorrow and an EPIC roadtrip/author weekend I'll be telling you about on Friday and some HUGE EXCITING THINGS happening next week.
But alas, all that leaves me with right now is a post that feels woefully inadequate compared to all that awesome. So... I've decided to say nothing!
(though it's rather fascinating how long I can ramble about nothing, isn't it?)
I know I'm being boring and lame and useless today--but I will be back tomorrow with a VENGEANCE and bring the awesome all the way through next week. Just... bear with me in the meantime.
And if you have any interesting tidbits or antidotes feel free to fill my comments section with them. (hey, just because I didn't entertain you doesn't mean you can't entertain me!) :) Or maybe we should see what other boring, pointless statements there are lolcats for...
Okay, I'll admit, this is a pathetic attempt at a blog post. But it's been a busy few days (and I put most of my energy into Tuesday's post) so I thought it best to close out the week with something a friend shared with me via Twitter that made me laugh so. freaking. hard.
If you're a Mean Girls fan, prepare to snort laugh:
(Though it IS possible that I have a strange sense of humor)
Happy Friday Everyone!
Yes--it's that time again! Time to see the crazy things people google and somehow end up at my blog. And I gotta say, clearly you guys have been having a lot of fun with this because there were QUITE a few of these kind of searches going on:
shannon is the messenger
shannon i am the messenger
shannon messenger fuzzy feet (hi shannon!)
why are shannon's feet so hairy?
I wonder if Shannon Messenger will read this ...?
Have I mentioned that you guys are awesome? Cause clearly you are.
I wonder what random things you'll come up with this time...
*checks statcounter*
*is afraid*
In the meantime, here are some of the other crazy things people actually search for (seriously, WHY DO PEOPLE GOOGLE THESE CRAZY THINGS????) and by some weird twist of the internets end up at my blog
ridiculous haircuts white people
(okay, I have no idea what this lead them to--but it better not have been a pic of me!)
(though... I did post those "bangs of doom" pics...)
(CRAP!)
cut baby
(this one comes up a LOT)
(like, daily)
(and it really scares me)
(and I REALLY hope they mean CUTE baby and just don't know how to spell)
(which ALSO scares me--but less)
platypus butt
(What?)
(Doesn't everyone have something in their blog archive about platypus bottoms?)
panicking messenger
(this is such an insanely accurate description of me it's almost eerie)
(*flails*)
Cutest picture in the universe
(aw, I'm so glad you guys like my new author photo so much)
(*is delusional*)
hopefully that will keep those creepers away now
(Um... if you're actually worried about this GOOGLE IS NOT THE WAY TO SOLVE THIS PROBLEM)
(try THE PO
It's not every day one of my friends has their first book release--so when I found out Karen Amanda Hooper's novel TANGLED TIDES was coming out today of COURSE I wanted to take part in the huge celebration she has going on.
Karen's organized a massive underwater web war between the sea creatures--and I've chosen to side with...
MERMAIDS!
(I mean, really, like there's any other option. As a kid Ariel TOTALLY convinced me I wanted to live Under the Sea.) :)
Wanna join in on the fun? Go check out the details at Karen’s
BLOG. She's giving away a signed copy of her book and some other sea creature themed prizes.
There's also an underwater web war on Twitter. Tweet which sea creatures you’re rooting for and if you include the hashtag #TangledTides--you could win!!!!
But before you go, here's a little info about TANGLED TIDES:
Yara Jones doesn’t believe in sea monsters—until she becomes one.
When a hurricane hits her island home and she wakes up with fins, Yara finds herself tangled up in an underwater world of mysterious merfolk and secretive selkies. Both sides believe Yara can save them by fulfilling a broken promise and opening the sealed gateway to their realm, but they are battling over how it should be done. The selkies want to take her life. The merfolk want something far more precious.
Treygan, the stormy-eyed merman who turned Yara mer, will stop at nothing and sacrifice everything to protect his people—until he falls for Yara. The tides turn as Yara fights to save herself, hundreds of sea creatures, and the merman who has her heart. She could lose her soul in the process—or she might open the gateway to a love that’s deeper than the oceans.
HAPPY BOOK RELEASE KAREN!!!!!!!!
*massive Sparklefetti toss*
Dear Time,
WHERE THE HECK DID YOU GO? I mean really, it's already Friday? HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE? And don't even get me started on the fact that tomorrow is OCTOBER??????????? Holy crap, WHERE HAS THE YEAR GONE?????????????
Confusedly Yours,
A very-behind-on-everything Shannon
Dear Felines of the Messenger house,
Let this serve as a warning that you are all on verrrrrrrrrrrrrrry dangerous ground. I'm very glad those of you who had stomach issues are feeling better and that those of you who were injured in cat fights are recovering. But if I have to clean up one more hairball, drag one more of you to the vet, or put hot compresses on any more oozing wounds, I'm trading all of you in for one for one of these:
Ominously Yours,
The pretty-darn-sick-of-her-crazy-cats-lady
Dear Week,
We've been through a lot together. No really, a LOT. In fact, I think it's safe to say that you were one of the craziest weeks I've ever experienced in a looooooooooooooooong time. It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. And someday I hope to be able to process it all (without sounding like a cheesey Dickens rip-off). But for now I'm simply going to say: Whoa. And maybe root for a calmer ride next week. Preferably with no pus-y cat wounds (and no, that is not a typo. I mean PUS! *gags*)
Exhaustedly yours,
A totally-grossed-out Shannon
Dear Followers,
I had big plans to turn in an awesome blogging performance this week. But thanks to some unexpected curveballs, my plans kind of turned out like this:
But I do have some AWESOME contests going on
HERE and
HERE. And I promise I have some pretty darn amazing things planned for the next couple weeks. So thank you for bearing with me. I will hopefully be back on track next week. Barring anymore un-forseen insanity.
Gratefully Yours,
A totally-exhausted-blogger
Believe it or not, I'm traveling again!
(I know, my suitcase has gotten more use this summer than like, the last 3 years combined.)
This time, I'm heading here:
Nashville, Tennessee!
Well... actually, I'm going near there. Specifically, here:
A cabin in... well... kinda the middle of nowhere.
But that's the point. It's my very first Writer's Retreat!!!!!! (I feel so... writerly.)
My friends
CJ Redwine,
Sara McClung, and
MG Buehrlen and I have been planning it for months. We wanted a small group, so we'd actually get work done (in theory...) somewhere with lots of trees and no noise or distractions. AND WE'RE EVEN GOING TO TRY TO GET WORK DONE!!!!! (though... CJ and I are fairly famous for our shenanigans...)
So, at this point you're probably wondering why I'm telling you all of this (since, I have a feeling you guys aren't nearly as excited about my retreat as I am.) Mainly, I wanted you to know that I won't be blogging again until Monday (what WILL you do to fill the empty void in your lives???) (*is slightly delusional*). But also... four writers holed up in a cabin in the middle of nowhere could get... interesting. (Especially with CJ there and her were-llamas.) So if you hear any strange noises--or the zombie duck apocalypse begins, well... you'll know why.
Be afraid. Be very afraid. :)
Hope everyone has a great rest of the week!
... but it's September!
SEPTEMBER!!!!!!
*twitch*
*flail*
I mean--it's almost Fall!!!
(Well... I live in SoCal, so our Falls look like this:)
But still!!!
IT'S ALMOST FALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*PANIC*
*HYPERVENTILATE*
*MORE FLAILING*
ahem.
But once I stopped running around saying things like: Holy-crap-where-has-the-year-gone????? and I-won't-have-enough-time-to-get-everything-done!!!! and Can-someone-please-slow-down-time???? I remembered that I actually LOVE the month of September.
Maybe it's because I was one of those weird little kids who loved school (you're all shocked by that, aren't you?). Or because I grew up in the desert and the temperature usually cooled down a *little.* Or because it's when I can finally find pumpkin flavored baked goods available to my heart's content (*crosses fingers for pumpkin cupcakes*). Whatever it is, I love this month. It's my favorite month of the year.
So I'm not going to let the whole so-much-to-do-in-so-little-time thing ruin September for me. I'm glad it's September, and I have a feeling this is going to be the best September ever!
Bring. it. on!
*fist pump*
Anyone with me?
Okay, I know what you're thinking:
No way, Shannon. You are far too sweet to be a dream crusher. Also, have I mentioned how fabulous you look today? Not a lot of people can pull off the giant t-shirt + stretchpants look, but YOU my dear ...
(Um, okay, you're probably REALLY thinking: why did I click on this blog link?)
(BUT THIS IS MY BLOG SO I AM GOING TO PRETEND THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE THINKING AND YOU CAN'T STOP ME!)
(ahem)
(Can you tell I'm writing this a wee bit late at night?)
Uh... what was I saying?
Right! The dream crushing thing.
See, I have this pet peeve... (and this is not going to be one of those author-ranting posts, I swear!) (well... maybe a little) (just go with me here)
You know how sometimes you tell someone you're a writer and--after you go through the whole awkward part where they look at you like they're expecting you to say, "Sike!" and then tell them about your "real job" (if, yanno, it were the early 90s when people said things like "Sike!" and didn't immediately get made fun of for being lame)--they get a kind of dopey grin and say something along the lines of, "I've always thought about doing that, I should write a book too!" And then proceed to ask a ton of questions about how to get published.
Yeah ... that's the part where I become a big dream crusher.
But before you judge me--let me clarify.
I do not (repeat: DO NOT) mind when people genuinely, GENUINELY want to be writers, and ask me questions about the publishing process either in person, or via email, Twitter, FB, blog comments, whatever. Shoot--why do you think I help plan WriteOnCon? I love love LOVE helping other writers figure out the mysterious and frustrating publishing world. And I gladly answer any and all questions they may have.
But that's not what I'm talking about.
I'm talking about the people who seem to think I woke up one day and thought: I think I'll write a book today!!!!!!! And then they act like they can do exactly the same thing.
Those people I can't help but give a brutally realistic picture of the time, effort, and sacrifice that 99.9% of all writers have to make in order to get published. Shoot--we endure all of that just to finish a book, regardless of whether it's published or not. And for anyone to assume otherwise is just ... frustrating. So I can't help making it painfully clear that it's not a dream for the feint of heart and they need to be 100% committed if they're going to give it a try.
Hence, dream crusher.
But before you race to unfollow me (or grab the briny pickled things to fling at me *ducks*) for being such a big mean meanie and crushing people's publishing dreams, I'd like to add one thing in my defense.
I truly, TRULY believe that if being published is REALLY your dream, then nothing--NOTHING can crush it. Not revision. Not rejection. And certainly not curmudgeon-y blonde writers who launch into tirades about the publishing industry because you hit on their pet peeve.
So I guess I'm not really a dream crusher, so much as a fleeting-whim crusher. And THAT, I'm okay with.
Plus, I find it hard to believe I'm the only one with this particular pet peeve. Anyone else out there find this annoying?
Anyone?
*crickets*
Uh oh...
And, it's that time again, where I
borrow, (oh all right, COPY) a post idea from
Karsten Knight and share with you more of the crazy things people have googled and somehow found my blog with.
But first, I have to say, it is AMAZING how many people can't spell Messenger. I mean... I know it's a last name, and last names often get misspelled. BUT IT'S ALSO A WORD!!! Do people really think you spell it Messinger? Or Messanger? Or Mesanger? Or Mesager?
I've also seen Sharon Messenger. Shanon. Shannin. And Shannen. So very bizarre.
But not as bizarre as THESE:
mouse fear measuring
(I have no idea what this means, or why this leads them to my blog)
(but I kind of love that it does)
celebs with enormous heads
(this pleases me to no end)
(my dream is for google to list me as the #1 authority on this subject)
What does the term "She was a betty " from clueless mean?
(OMG I'm an authority on Clueless!!!!!)
(my life is complete now!)
what happens to the messenger
(Yeah... what does happen?)
(NOW I NEED TO KNOW!!!!)
(and let's hope the answer ISNT: someone shoots them...)
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I know it's supposed to be MMGM--and I feel SO terrible for missing another week (especially since I have a REALLY awesome book to feature). But I just spent 4 days at Comic Con.
FOUR DAYS
!!!!!!
Don't get me wrong--I had a blast!!!! (and I promise a full report tomorrow!)
But I also did a LOT of waking up at the crack of dawn and standing in endlessly long lines and walking all day and fighting through crowds of 120,000 crazies and posing for pictures and wearing uncomfortable costumes and not having time to eat until dinner and then being so tired I practically fell asleep in my room service cheeseburger and then waking up the next day to do it all over again. For FOUR days.
So after I drove home and unpacked and showered off the Comic Con grime and ate dinner and sat down to try and write a post that didn't involve exclamation mark abuse or really really really long run-on sentences or lolcats, I realized: I just didn't have it in me. So... SORRY!
I promise things will be back to normal tomorrow. I just need ONE night of actual sleep to recover. Then tomorrow I will have PICTURES!
Hope everyone had a lovely weekend. Sorry again for the Shannonfail!
Really quick, really random post today (sorry guys--been a crazy, CRAZY week!). In fact, I wasn't planning to post at all, but I had a winner to announce and some random things to tell you and celebrate and...yeah, it had to be writtern. Okay--here we go!
1) HUGE CONGRATULATIONS to the fabulous Natalie Whipple for selling not one, but TWO books! I find it hard to believe that you guys haven't already congratulated her--but if SOMEHOW you missed it, go HERE to join the celebration (and hey--she has a contest!) Oh, and Natalie--if you see this: HUGS! So happy for you. And so happy I can celebrate publicly with you now!
2) One of the questions I get ALL THE TIME is: how do I find critique partners? Well--WriteOnCon is helping you with that. Go HERE and find special forums and a matchmaking system to pair you with the CP of your dreams. Don't be shy. The forums will be open for a while, so there will be plenty of time to make sure you find people who "get you"
3) Speaking of WriteOnCon--we haz news. And no, it's NOT what you're expecting. A vlog is in the works (yes--more Shannon Shame. *sigh*) and an announcement will be taking place next week and EPICNESS will surely follow. Be excited guys. And in the meantime--don't hate me for being such a tease! (Well...you can hate me a little. I am rather enjoying leaving you in suspense)
4) I'm off to San Diego this weekend to celebrate my 7-year wedding anniversary (SEVEN years??? Where has the time gone????) and I will be *trying* to unplug as much as possible (though we all know I'm so going to hop on FB and Twitter occasionally. It's a sickness the hubs has learned to accept by now). So if you are waiting on an email from me--sorry, there will be a tiny bit more of a delay. But I WILL get back to you--I promise!
5) Last but not least--the FOREVER winner. Lots and lots of entries for this--and I seriously wish I could have given one to all of you. But I only have the one so...
*drumroll please*
The winner is...
Yay!
*tosses sparkles*
If that's you--PLEASE email me with your mailing address at packratx (at) hotmail (dot) com and I promise I will ship out your prize first thing next week.
For everyone else, have a wonderful, WONDERFUL weekend, and I promise I will have more awesome contests next week!
Okay, it's been a hectic week and my scrambled brain is completely incapable of composing a serious post. So... I thought it was high time I
steal use borrow, oh all right, COPY a post idea from
Karsten Knight again, and give you another sample of some things people have googled over the last few weeks and ended up at my blog.
(and my reactions to them below)
(because I can't resist an opportunity for parenthetical statements)
(surprisingly, no one has found my blog by googling "parenthetical statements")
(perhaps I need to abuse them more...)
"tell the truth messenger"
(okay, okay, no need to get so bossy)
(for the record, those pants do make your butt look big)
(:P)
"the whitney messenger"
(OMG I've always wanted a definite article as part of my name!)
"who is Shannon Messenger?"
(If they know my name...shouldn't they know who I am?)
(I'm a little worried by this question...)
"shannon whitney naked"
(And I'm REALLY worried by this!)
(*shudders*)
(for the record: there are no naked photos on this blog)
(eesh!)
"getting hit by Twizzlers"
(oh, I am SO curious what this pulls up)
"favorite middle grade fantasies"
(okay, I know MY book didn't bring them here--but I still LOVE that they found my blog this way)
"i am not shame what i did"
(maybe not--but you *should* be ashamed of your grammar!)
"I'm worried that my husband is evil"
(Okay, it REALLY scares me that someone is googling this)
"my husband seems to be very evil"
(!!!!)
"laura reinnert tracker"
(PLEASE tell me I haven't spelled my agent's name wrong somewhere on here!)
"platypus symbiotic relationships"
(Come on, who doesn't talk about platypus and symbiotic relationships on their blog?)
I love this picture up at the Tattered Cover Bookstore (where it's at in Denver) blog of Agatha Christie and her typewriter. I like to imagine she's dreaming up great stories in that photograph, but she's probably just posing for the camera, dying to get it over with.
Still. There's something cool and magical about an author's writing spot, that place where they made stuff up. I'm sans comfy spot at the moment due to an impending move, evicted from my office, so no desk and chair. Right now, I'm sitting on the floor at my cheapo coffee table, with calendar, notes, pens and piles of research books strewn all over the floor. And I kind of like it that way.
It really doesn't matter whether you have a fancy library-ish office like Agatha Christie, or if you're writing on a notepad while taking the subway. The magic happens inside your head anyway.
Still a cool picture though, right?
Dear Yesterday,
I'm sure you'll try to convince me that since the zombie-duck apocalypse didn't happen and Were-platypus (or is it platypi?) have yet to take over the world, you really weren't all that bad. But considering the fact that you included the words "cat fight," "Veterinarian," and "large, pus-filled abscess," I think I have sufficient evidence to say: YOU SUCK.
Frustratedly Yours,
A very dissatisfied Shannon
Dear Mangy Gray Cat,
I consider myself a friend to all things feline. In fact, the ridiculous amount of time I spend cleaning cat hair off everything I own gives me adequate proof of my generous, kitty-loving ways. But mark my words: if you set so much as a toe--nay, a WHISKER--within a 50-foot radius of my home, I'm getting the hose. And I have one of those nozzles that makes the water shoot out like a plasma blaster.
Ominously yours,
The crazy blonde lady you should be very, very afraid of
Dear Veterinarian,
Honestly, I know how lucky I am to have you. You give me wonderful discounts because my cats were strays, and you made room in your very busy schedule to squeeze in an emergency patient. That being said, I really, REALLY don't think you have any idea how cruel it is to tell a girl who gets light headed just THINKING about gore that she must: apply warm compresses twice a day and extract all the pus. Especially when you follow it with: be careful, it might squirt.
Squeamishly yours,
The customer who nearly passed out in your examination room
Dear Patrick,
I'm very, very sorry I couldn't run downstairs fast enough to protect you. I'm also very, very sorry for your shaved bottom. I'd like to tell you that it doesn't look as humiliating as you might be thinking. But it really, really does. Maybe keep a low profile in the neighborhood until it grows back. Or walk backwards.
Unhelpfully yours,
The lady who feeds you, so you're not allowed to hate her
Dear Followers,
If you can't tell by my previous memos, yesterday was kind of an ordeal and I didn't have the time or energy to tackle your questions. (or to respond to yesterday's blog comments) I promise I will make up for lost time next week. Once I'm no longer up to my elbows in cat pus.
Regretfully yours,
The blogger who just used the word "pus" way too many times, and hopes her followers will forgive her for it
Don't worry--I have NOT forgotten about Bookanista Thursday. In fact, I have ONE OF THE MOST GORGEOUS COVERS I'VE EVER SEEN to share with you!
But, I can't post it for a few more hours--and I know most of you are used to my posts being live at this time. So...thanks for stopping by. Here's some cuteness and hotness to reward you:
And PLEASE come back after 10:15 am EST.
Oh, and prepare to be amazed when you do!
See you soon!
Today's post is going to be completely unrelated to writing, just so you know. Randomness will ensue.
I was watching this thing on Planet Green last night, and they were saying that in 2050 the world's population will hit 9 billion people, and there is growing concern over food shortage.
Food shortage!
I grew up around farms. Farmland as far as the eye could see. But now I'm thinking about growing populations, and the human race striving for better technology and higher wages, and blah blah blah ( I'm not the type of person who usually sits around and thinks about this) and it's no wonder food shortage is a possibility! Who wants to be a farmer anymore? Farms are usually family owned, handed down from generation to generation but with the way things are, can a farmer afford to live a comfortable life?
When I was a kid, my family bought milk in glass jugs right from the neighboring dairy farm. Now the FDA is trying to say we can't drink unpasteurized milk (even though more health risks are related to pasteurized than not).
Anyway, I just wanted to give a shout-out to farmers everywhere and say thank you. Without farms, we don't have food. Farmers work from sun-up till sun down, some of them seven days a week. I raise my Elvis coffee mug to you, Mr. Farmer.
Happy Thursday.
Words can’t describe how much I love this old wooden puzzle, recently bought at a local antique joint.
Have mercy! Why don’t they make ‘em like this anymore?
Here’s a pretty typical scene from the studio…Old Georgia (she’s 19) is sitting on a stack of books, waiting for me to flinch, breathe, or move in any way, so she can divert my attention to the kitchen.
She doesn’t remember anymore when she’s been fed. She gets fed constantly.
Thank goodness for those little cans of food they make now!
When she is not eating or anticipating my every move, she is sleeping.
Today she has been dressed in a jaunty new cap and scarf by one of my kids.
It turns out that American Girl clothes fit cats pretty nicely, too.
Hey, all.
I am putting together a workshop about Diversity in the Kidlitosphere. The major point of my workshop is that blogs are an avenue for librarians to find out about and be exposed to multicultural titles. Another point is the valuable discussions from various perspectives that goes on at many blogs and websites. An example of what I'm including in my talk: Mitali's Fire Escape, and her invitation to "let's chat about life between cultures."
Please, either in comments or emails to me (lizzy.burns @ gmail.com, ignore the spaces) share with me your favorite blogs and websites that focus on these points. My workshop isn't scheduled until June, but after I give it, I'll share my resources.
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You got this revision down!!!!!
Enjoy your weekend!
Good luck with it, Shannon! Hearing about all your hard work and your success makes me want to work harder!
You have a great week too Shannon!! Take care
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Yes, go whip that puppy into submission! Go Shannon!
LOL! Sounds like a weekend most of us will be having. Good luck with the revisions.
I hope you can find the perfect title soon!!! :) Have a good weekend :)
Enjoy the weekend...good luck with the revisions and do take a nap here and there!
Best wishes with the revisions and getting some sleep!