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Havin’ a Baby!

A new couple attended my church this morning. They had six children–three girls and three boys! Wilma and I chatted with them before the service. They came up from Florida to get away from the storm and were staying here for a few days.
All the children were well behaved and sat still through the entire service. The little one-year-old napped in her daddy’s arms. During the singing their mother’s beautiful voice stood out.
After the service I got a chance to speak to her husband. I told him how wonderful his wife’s voice was. He said that Amy did a lot of choral group singing. A moment later I bumped into Amy who was talking to a group of ladies a few pews down. Cindy, Wilma, and I complemented Amy on her voice. Cindy sings in our choir and has a great voice also. She asked if Amy had been singing tenor and Amy admitted that she had been.
While we talked one of her little girls kept poking my belly and asking a question I could not understand. The mother shushed her, but she persisted. Finally mom said she wanted to know if I was having a baby.
We all laughed and I bent down to tell her, “No, I’m just fat. It’s coming off real slowly.”
At my age it would be hard to get pregnant, but the equipment is no longer there. Little kids tend to be honest and her innocent question has had me chuckling all day.

Since this post is so short I added some more humor, courtesy of the little children:
The preacher’s 5 year-old daughter noticed that her father always paused and bowed his head for a moment before starting his sermon. One day, she asked him why.
“Well, Honey,” he began, proud that his daughter was so observant of his messages. “I’m asking the Lord to help me preach a good sermon.”
“How come He doesn’t answer it?” she asked.

A pastor asked a little boy if he said his prayers every night.
“Yes, sir.” the boy replied.  “And, do you always say them in the morning, too?” the pastor asked.
“No sir,” the boy replied. “I ain’t scared in the  daytime.”

When my daughter, Kelli, said her bedtime prayers, she would bless every family member, every friend, and every animal (current and past). For several weeks, after we had finished the nightly prayer, Kelli would say, “And all girls.” This soon became part of her nightly routine, to include this closing.
My curiosity got the best of me and I asked her, “Kelli, why do you always add the part about all girls?”
Her response, “Because everybody always finish their prayers by saying ‘All Men’!”

A Sunday  school teacher asked, “Johnny, do you think Noah did a lot of fishing when he was on the Ark?”
“No,” replied Johnny. “How could he, with just two worms.”

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Breakfast with Two Flirts

Rebecca and I met for breakfast at a new place this morning. Low Country Deli is located at the end of the Flea Market on Dixie Drive. They have limited hours but they do a lot of business. Everyone was surprisingly friendly; no one was a stranger.
Parking was the biggest problem. A guy pulled out so I took his spot. Two hours later when I was ready to leave it was crowded with cars. I headed toward the dead-end where there was space to turn around then drove back up to the exit. Next time, I’ll part across the street.
The restaurant was small but neat and clean. They were busy the whole time. I ordered coffee, scrambled eggs, biscuit, bacon and home fries. The home fries were a little bit extra but well worth it. I was surprised by the plateful of from-scratch food that the server set in front of me!
Let me start with the coffee. It came in a black US Secret Service mug. I don’t particularly like black dishes or cups; that aside, the coffee was very good. I’ve always believed that the good places to eat served good coffee. I had two or three refills but who’s counting. The funny part was that her sugar dispenser had “not returned” until my last refill. So my cream and sugar came in those little 1-oz plastic cups that normally hold ketchup for dipping. She gave me a tablespoon to stir with.
The plate was arranged beautifully! The home fries took up almost half the plate from 6-11, using the clock. They were thinly sliced potatoes with a mess of onion and green pepper. There was more onion and pepper than potatoes, but I liked that better than a pile of potatoes.
At the top (11-1) was a huge square biscuit, fluffy and moist. No butter was ever offered and I opted not to ask for any. The biscuit was good bare.
The ‘two slices of bacon’ were not straight – more a crispy pile. Shh, don’t tell them, but I think there were three slices in that pile. I love bacon so it was no hardship for me at all.
Lastly, were fluffy scrambled eggs – just the way I like them. I plan to try their omelet the next time.
A few minutes after we started eating, a woman sitting on the bench against the wall hustled over to me and said, “I wanted to see what went with all those onions and peppers.” She hollered back to the guy who sat beside her what it was before returning to her spot. We talked across the 6-foot space. She said how much she loved home fries. I would have shared some with her if I hadn’t already started eating. I asked her to join us at our table but she declined. A few minutes later she stopped to show us her to-go order, a coleslaw covered hotdog. It looked so good.
Rebecca scarfed her food down and I was only about halfway done. She said it was too good to go slow and was happy with their generous portion of grits.
A tall white-haired gentleman stopped by our table. He kept his back to me while he talked to Rebecca. I thought there was a rule that a person greet both people even if you only want to talk to one of them. Flirt 1 introduced himself to her and sat in the chair beside her. Rebecca is younger, prettier, and has blond hair so I can’t fault him. He said hello to me and looked my way frequently after he sat down.
He was wearing a t-shirt with a plane on it. Rebecca commented about the plane and he said he owned one. As it turns out, he knew Rebecca’s father and had flown with him a few times.
Another man approached. We’ll call him Flirt 2. He chatted away and as like with Flirt 1, he talked mostly to Rebecca. At first he stood facing the table so he could look at each of us then he turned and faced Rebecca. Both flirts were friends and chatted with each other or Rebecca. This was the first time I ever felt invisible. I did manage to get a few comments in.
They were fun and we told them we’d be back as we got up to leave. Flirt 2 pointed to my blouse, making strokes in the air, “Do you want some help brushing those crumbs off?” I guess at 73 he fits perfectly with that description of a “dirty old man.”
The guys made our breakfast more entertaining. We’ll see if they remember us in a month when Low Country comes back up on the rotation. I don’t mean to be insulting to them and had originally planned to use their first names in this blog. I told them I was going to blog about them and they did not object. Neither one of them uses a computer.
I may stop back there one day on my own to get hotdogs or hamburgers to take home for my family’s dinner. I hope to try everything on their menu. They make milkshakes which is my favorite drink! I’ve been hoping to find a place that made real ice cream milkshakes, but I think that’s gone the way of the dinosaur.

Faith Filled Friday: What’s In It For Me?

by Connie Terpack  Sept. 6, 2017

Malachi is the last book of the Old Testament. I’ve read it several times over the years but this verse popped out when I read it today.
Ye have said, It is vain to serve God: and what profit is it that we have kept his ordinance, and that we have walked mournfully before the Lord of hosts? (Malachi 3:14)
At the bottom of the page, my Bible offers the explanation that some people wrongly maintained that if material prosperity did not result, there was no point in serving the Lord.
I’ve done that, as I’m sure a lot of others have. “Lord, I’ll give more if you give me more.” Bad thing is I don’t always hold up my end of the bargain. Oh sure, I’ll give a bit more but not as much as I should have.
I’ve had people tell me that they did not want Christ in their lives because they didn’t want to give up what they had. The rich man (Luke 18:18-23) did not want to give up his wealth and left in sorrow.
So then what is in it for us to love and serve God?
Assured a home in heaven: There’s no other place I’d rather be, that’s for certain. Heaven is bright, happy, peaceful, full of music and joy. There will be oodles of people to talk to. It’s hard to imagine heaven from this earthly vantage point. I think they’ll be animals there, but not everyone does. One guy told me he couldn’t stand praising God all day. I don’t consider that will be a hardship at all. With the new heart, mind and body we get in heaven, the way we think down here is totally different.
Someone to talk to: When I was little I spent a lot of time talking to Jesus. He helped me through a ton of problems. At twelve I accepted Christ as my Savior. Has my life been perfect? Nope. But I’m so thankful Jesus is in my heart. There are plenty of times I talk to God just to chat, give Him thanks, or even sing a few hymns. He likes to talk to us because he used to visit Adam in the cool of the day to talk to him. (Genesis 3:8)
He provides peace and comfort: There is a great sense of comfort and calmness when I’m in God’s presence. There have been times I’ve woke up in the middle of night from a nightmare. I can’t call any of my friends at three AM, but I can talk to Jesus for comfort. I pray for family, friends, governments, strangers, missionaries, former patients, and so much more.
He’s there to help in times of need or distress: It is so nice to talk to God whenever I have a problem. He’s available to talk to or provide help at any time of the day or night. He’s been good about answering my prayers. Sometimes it’s with feelings of peace, comfort, or love. Other times I got an answer quickly, but a few times the answers were years in coming.
I don’t want to go to Hell: The Bible describes hell as fiery hot, dark, full of moaning and with crawly things all over the body. Some people I’ve talked to expect to be nothing more than sweaty, thirsty and bored. That alone would be an awful way to spend eternity. Many have told me all their friends will be there, so they might as well be too. Problem with that is you don’t get to spend time chatting with your friends; there’s no shared misery. It’s so dark that you will hear lots of moaning, including your own, but you can’t see anyone else or talk to them. Being alone would be unbearable for me, adding all the rest would be absolutely awful.
Those of you who don’t have Jesus Christ in your heart, don’t know what you’re missing. I’m looking forward to talking to God, Jesus, and every one else when I get to heaven.

Writing Links…8/28/17

For me as a writer, this list is like gold!

Where Genres Collide

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Writing Links…8/28/17

Traci Kenworth

Fantasy/Dystopian/UF/Paranormal/SF:

  1. http://www.magicalwords.net/announce/not-all-those-who-wander-dragoncon-are-lost/ Schedules for DragonCon.
  2. http://storitorigrace.blogspot.com/2017/08/writing-lessons-from-movies-pirates-of.html Miscommunication used as a plot device.
  3. https://mightythorjrs.wordpress.com/2017/08/25/guest-blog-creating-a-fantasy-world-and-the-process-behind-the-sword-to-unite-by-peter-hopkins/ Start with a blob.
  4. http://authorkristenlamb.com/2017/08/party-like-its-durins-day-imaginary-celebrations-in-fantasy/ What will hold Kristen up?
  5. https://legendsofwindemere.com/2017/08/24/protecting-bedlam-join-the-resistance-get-a-brownie-part-1/ More on Cassidy and Lloyd.

MG/YA:

  1. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EjH70zw_LKo&feature=em-subs_digest Journaling before you write. I may try this and see how it goes.
  2. http://88cupsoftea.com/podcast/barry-goldblatt/ Interview with agent.
  3. http://storitorigrace.blogspot.com/2017/08/toris-tips-for-convention-preparation.html
  4. http://www.fromthemixedupfiles.com/2017/08/interview-giveaway-jonathan-rosen/ Night of the Living Bunnies.
  5. http://88cupsoftea.com/podcast/barry-goldblatt/# The journey of leading YA fiction into mainstream.
  6. http://www.adventuresinyapublishing.com/2017/08/ya-taboos-and-selling-your-book.html Do you think there are taboos in YA?

Romance/Women’s Fiction:

  1. http://romanceuniversity.org/2017/08/25/unclogging-the-drain-of-progress/ Cures for writer’s block.

Christian:

  1. http://www.novelrocket.com/2017/08/go-with-flow.html Enjoy the journey.
  2. https://stevelaube.com/deadlines-born-deadlines-made/ How do you feel about deadlines? I tend to set them but run past them right now, not having anyone to keep me to them.
  3. https://stevelaube.com/find-writing-time-use-your-agent/ What your agent can do for you.
  4. http://www.novelrocket.com/2017/08/love-is-answer.html How great is your hero?
  5. http://www.booksandsuch.com/blog/keeps-motivated-write/ What keeps you going?
  6. http://www.booksandsuch.com/blog/bad-stuff-happens-good-writers/ Ways to look at the negative.

Historical:

  1. http://englishhistoryauthors.blogspot.com/2017/08/a-dark-welsh-lady.html

Scary:

  1. http://www.thisishorror.co.uk/tih-163-gemma-files-on-experimental-film-autism-and-story-lessons/ Horror podcast.
  2. http://www.thisishorror.co.uk/tih-162-benjamin-percy-on-the-dark-net-thrill-me-essays-on-fiction-and-comic-book-writing/ Horror podcast.

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11 Things You Should Never Say to a Writer

I have had been asked every one of these questions. A few asked if I was doing a sequel and some others wanted to know how long it took to write a book. I have books I started back when I was in my twenties, should I count those years in the ‘writing time’? That would add 40 years to the year to write! 🙂

A Writer's Path

by Annie Earnshaw

As you can tell, I was pretty irate while writing this post and I’m not even published yet.  (I have to say “I’m not even published yet” because I’m trying to be positive after writing this excessively salty post).  Putting my personal vendettas aside, here is a comprehensive list of eleven things you should never say to a writer:

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The Importance of the Book Pre-Order to Authors

I didn’t know pre-orders made that much of a difference.

A Writer's Path

by John Briggs

Does it really matter if you order a book online before its official release date? Before its “book birthday” as they say in publishing? Well, maybe not to the reader, who’s happy to get the book they want to read when they want to read it, but pre-orders can make a huge difference to a book’s success.

How does a pre-order change the odds compared to a regular order?

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Pacific War Museum – Current News

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During the re-opening of the Living History Programs in the renovated Pacific Combat Zone in March, the volunteers included two students of Asian descent who came from the Dallas area to play the roles of Japanese soldiers. Robert (“Robbie”) Boucher, who is of Vietnamese descent, is a graduate student in history at Texas Christian University. His close friend, Ryan Itoh, whose father is Japanese, just graduated from TCU and will be entering medical school this fall. Both are experienced in reenacting with U.S. Civil War and Indian War groups and became intrigued with becoming involved in reenactments of Pacific War battles.

re-enactors: Robbie Boucher & Ryan Itoh

In Robbie’s view, our Museum’s programs appealed because they offer one of the most unique experiences possible for people interested in history. They allow visitors the opportunity to glimpse ever so slightly into the realities of 75+ years ago, hear the sounds…

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