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Special Announcement!

I've just heard that the anthology, The Lost Children, which I have a story in HAS JUST LAUNCHED ON SMASHWORDS!!!



Sorry about the yelling, but I am beyond excited to have been chosen to be part of this fabulous cause!

The stories in this anthology are about children and the suffering they experience - but written without overt reference to the suffering (that was the brief). I won't say it's light reading, but it sure is enlightening!

At just $2.99USD, this anthology won't bust your budget, but all proceeds will go to the children's charities PROTECT and Children 1st, so PLEASE forgo a cappucino today and buy this anthology instead!

Please, please share this post with everyone on your Facebook and Twitter accounts and lets raise some much needed funds for children in need!

Purchase at:

Smashwords here!

Amazon here!

It will also be available at Barnes & Noble in the next day or so!

Write on Wednesdays: Turned His Back...

Write On Wednesdays Exercise 22 Select a piece of music that reflects the mood of writing you'd like to aim for. Press play. Start free writing. Write the first words that come into your head. When the music's over, so is the writing. I'd recommend finding out how long the song is before you start the exercise. You may feel cheated in your writing time if you pick a song by The Ramones. Of course, if you feel like writing a short, punky piece by all means, go for it!


Ah, you're all going to hate me! Another bleak/sad one this week. If it's any consolation, this is not a reflection of my own mental state - I've been running on numb for a week or so now. Rather, I chose my absolute favourite George Michael song (I'm a massive George Michael fan, he truly is a poet - once you get past Wake me up before you go-go! Although Young Guns was actually very clever...).


Listening to this song "Praying for Time' brought back all the recent stories I've see…

I Heart My Body!

Well, I've been a day late with everything this week, so why not this too! Yesterday over at 'We Heart Life' was 'I Heart My Body 2011' day. Many bloggers from all over the place have posted on their blogs why they love their bodies - in whatever shape they happen to arrive! Many have posted photos of themselves in their undies (and one or two in nothing at all, but with discretion all-the-same!) and I thought, Yeah, I can do that.

Oh my trolls will love this!

You know what, this isn't hard for me at all. By society's current standards I should run and hide in some dark cave or at least get around in tent-like clothing and feel greats amount of shame for my size 20 body that is an exhibition of cellulite and the ravages of pregnancy and childbirth and gallbladder operations... I think society - at least our society - is wrong. I should not feel shame for my body because it isn't a size 8 (or even a size 12)... I am not stupid, or lazy, or out-of-control…

Five Sentence Fiction: Horror...

What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the inspiration word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just take your inspiration from that word. 
This week’s inspiration word is: HORROR
So, okay, I don't write horror in the sense of throats being torn out, or drug addled teenagers feasting on each others intestines (yes, that was in an episode of CSI many years ago - delightful!)... So, I thought I'd write a different kind of horror...
Horror
With no small amount of self-satisfaction, Samara watched the girls ahead of her ascend the stairs to the catwalk, her moment was finally here and she had fought tooth and nail make it happen.
Nancy was still laid up in ICU and no one could explain how a prawn got into her low fat, no sugar chocolate mousse at the show launch the night before.
Liza's …

Things I Know: About Three Year Old Boys...

I should state up front that my sample is only the three year old boys who have lived in my house... I know, I know, your three year old boy was nothing like this - feel free to add what you know about three year old boys in my comments!



I know as of yesterday I've officially had four three year old boys, and while that doesn't make me an expert, I'm certain it qualifies me as well acquainted with them!


This three year old thinks bow ties are cool!

Three year old boys aren't really that interested in birthday cards - unless they have an old sibling reading the card to them in funny voices.


Three year old boys love group hugs!


And one-on-one hugs, too!


Three year old boys like big boxes


Even when their mum forgets to put the autofocus on her camera and is too blind to notice the box is all blurry!


When a three year old boy has a hero, he'll love the merchandise - even if it is a plastic cookie container - especially if it has lights and sounds when you lift the lid or …

Happy 3rd Birthday Ari Leo!

Born at exactly 9am on Monday the 27th of October, 2008.

Ari was our 'last shot at a girl', and we absolutely gave it the best shot we could. The Grumpy Old Man and I had each our own supplement to take, as well as a particular diet and exercise plan to follow. We even made our 'attempts' on particular days of my cycle, both with and with protection. We did it all!

And when he was born, he had the biggest pair of testicles you've ever seen on a boy child. In fact, he also had three long, red pubes as well, I kid you not. This boy was and remains a testosterone machine!

You don't always get what you ask for, but you always get what you need. Ari has been a bright shining star in the midst of our family. He makes us all smile. He is determined, ambitious, endlessly affectionate and bold as brass. He doesn't walk across a room like any other small child; he strides with arms swinging like a tin soldier.

Ari loves music. Most especially, he loves to be serenad…

Write on Wednesdays: I Thought I Saw...

Write On Wednesdays Exercise 20 - Write the words "I thought I saw" at the top of your page. Set a timer for 5 minutes. Write the first words that come into your head after the prompt. Don't take you pen off the page (or fingers off the keyboard). Stop only when the buzzer rings! Do this exercise over and over if you wish. Write beyond 5 minutes if you like, you can link it up as an extra post.
I thought I saw
'Mama, Mama, come look, she's out in the garden.' Abigail ran into the kitchen clutching her rag-doll 'Becky' to her chest. Her mother glanced back over her shoulder and sighed.
'Honey, I don't want to play this game today, okay? I have to finish these here dishes and then get the roast on for Pappy's visit.'
'But Mama, she came into our garden this time. She offered me an orange and-'
'You didn't take it?' Abigail's mother was quickly taking of her rubber gloves and stretching to see out the kitchen fly-screen…

10 Reasons to Participate in the National Novel Writing Month with Me!

Every person has an interesting tale to tell: even within your own family there will be something weird or wonderful skulking around in the shadows waiting to be dramatised... All the best stories have a grain of truth in them somewhere.Writing is cheaper than therapy. Where else can you create an amalgam of every person who has ever done you wrong, then torture them and lead them to a grizzly death and get away with it? Not that I've ever done that...It gives you something interesting to tell people at parties; 'So, what have you been up to lately?' 'I've been working on a novel...' 'Really?!'Writers are cool. (as are bow-ties, fezzes and Stetsons)It's the best excuse in the world to hop on the computer in every spare moment, and sometimes you just have to check Facebook and Twitter, you know, for research...It's a great way to meet new and interesting people online, a side product of which would be more followers on Twitter, Facebook, and Goog…

Jumping at the Write-ing Opportunities...

The next few weeks are going to be full of win in some rather unexpected ways!

Web content writing job: After my post on Friday about trolls I received some great advice and pointers for possible work. I checked them out immediately and while most vacancies required qualifications I didn't have, one piqued my interest. It was for a website content manager. I have all the relevant qualifications and experience, except in one area - content management systems. That was okay because in the application job description it spoke of managing and coaching and mentoring the writers for this particular site. Writers! So, I checked out the site and found a link for applying to write content (articles) for the site. Today I submitted my application for a position as a writer. If my application is successful I would be paid to write articles for the site. That would be just perfect for me.

Anthology: A few weeks ago Gill from InkPaperPen posted a link on her blog to another writing exercise blog…

Five Sentence Fiction: Shenanigans...

I've been meaning to join in Five Sentence Fiction over at Lillie McFerrin Writes since I heard about it a couple of weeks ago, but as per usual I look away for a moment and forget (maybe I have Silences in my life, ooh wobbly-wobbly, timey-wimey!). Anyway, finally I've been able to keep this new bit of fun in my head long enough to accept the challenge! Here is Lillie's blurb about the exercise:


What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the inspiration word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just take your inspiration from that word. 


This week’s inspiration word is: SHENANIGANS


Shenanigans


1. I didn't really notice them until the metal-on-metal sound of cutlery being rifled through broke through my concentration and brought my hearing into sharp focus.


2. 'No, not that one,…

Things I know: About Trolls...

Okay, the title of this post is a little misleading because I don't actually know much about trolls. My mum knows a lot about trolls - she wrote a thesis about them - but me, I'm fairly clueless about them. I have seen a few internet trolls in my times but can't for the life of me figure out what would cause someone to anonymously and without proper knowledge attack another person. I'm tipping there will be a personality disorder coined for this sort of behaviour in the not-to-distant future.

One thing I know about internet trolls is that you're not supposed to feed them. I've never heard that you can't use them as muses for a new blog post though!

So, I thought I'd consider some of the accusations lobbed at me in the comments for my post yesterday by one (or possibly two using the same computer). These are the things I know about me as a reflection of what the trolls said about me.

I know I have considered getting a paid job. I have trained. I have done…

Thankful Thursday: Just one thing, but it's a biggie!

The Grumpy Old Man has a JOB!

That right, after two and a half years, he is gainfully (we hope) employed.

This time yesterday we were both completely convinced in wasn't going to happen.

Honestly, for the past few days I've been in a state of despair. I really have. At first when he was made redundant, I was keen for him to get on with looking for work and he seemed reluctant and I kept saying stuff like, 'The longer you're unemployed, the harder it will be to get work'. I was also concerned that he'd just turned 50 when he lost his job and I wondered how prospective employers might view his age compared to other applicants.

Even then, though, I also knew he had never had any trouble getting a job. He'd absolutely never been turned down if he was interviewed. So, the things I was saying to the Grumpy Old Man were mostly just to make sure he hurried up and got a job and didn't make me wait too long for my next Ikea trip.

Then he seemed to be having troub…

Write on Wednesdays: Sunshine in a cup...

Write On Wednesdays Exercise 19 - Sunshine in a cup. Write the words of Emily Dickinson: "Bring me sunshine in a cup" at the top of your page. Set a timer for 5 minutes. Write the first words that come into your head after the prompt. Don't take you pen off the page (or fingers off the keyboard). Stop only when the buzzer rings! Do this exercise over and over if you wish. Write beyond 5 minutes if you like, you can link it up as an extra post.

Fair warning, I'm not in a good place today as I watch my husband being eaten away from the inside by repeated failed attempts to gain employment and a licence. Who is a man in our society who isn't able to get a drivers licence or a job? I see him trying so hard to gain ground and slipping back time and time again despite doing everything in his power to change his circumstances. I've always been a person who believed in the big picture. I've always believed every life event has meaning and ultimately helps us prosp…

Home video time again...

Had the pleasure of videoing the boys in their nature environment this afternoon - dancing before dinner! No they don't do extracurricular activities. They don't play hockey or footy or tennis, but they sure do like to dance!

Here you can see Bryn showing showing me (up close, so I can see) the dance his junior school class did for the school during an assembly last year (I was at the assembly but couldn't really see what they were do from at the back of the hall). Ari gets his mosh on - his t-shirt says "My Dad Rocks" - just like the Grumpy Old Man used to back in the day (before I met him, and I hope his didn't have Ari's elbow action going on). Erik is captured (unbeknownst to him) busting a move in the kitchen while cooking dinner. Lukas claims not to have danced, but is caught red-footed at the end...

Enjoy!

10 Things Tuesday: 10 Things I'm Buying As Soon As I Can Afford To...

1.    Slim and Lift Aire from Danoz Direct. Yes, really! I have some of these already and no, they don't make me look like a lithe size 10 model - nor do I want to look like one. What they do is support everything and smooth it out, and I really appreciate that. They also stop my thighs rubbing against one another and I really appreciate that. The thing that really surprised me though is that they support my lower back - which I didn't even realise was wanting support. So, yup, I'm buying more of these - and I don't care if you laugh because I feel great when I wear them!

2.    This top from Oh My Gauze - though maybe not in that colour...


3.    This vest from Oh My Gauze  - I might even get two of them because I just love having pockets at my disposal!



4.    An aubergine dinner setting for eight. For the past few years we've had a white, square dinner setting that I absolutely adored when I bought it, but these days a lot of the corners are chipped... Also the pla…

Me and the boys club...

I wish I could have taken a photo of the Grumpy Old Man and the boys early this afternoon as they stood in the kitchen, mouths slightly agape, eyes filmed in a thin glaze of, 'She's saying something but all I can hear is blah, blah, blah, toilet, blah, blah, blah pigsty...'

I'm glad, however, that no one was around to take any photos of me as I stood there yelling at the top of my lungs, eyes brimming with frustrated tears (yes, my tears were, in fact, frustrated because I was willing them to stay in my eyes when they wanted to slip-slide along my crows feet and down to my chin).

Why the hysteria (a man made word for sensible women who just can't bear another second of talking to themselves because the y-chromosonians in their lives have their ears turned off)?

Because during the long hours of tossing and turning each night, one of the thoughts that rolls around in my head is of me suddenly dying (at this rate it'll be from having spontaneously combusted in a fit…

Oh FFS Friday: Because it's there...

Haven't blogged in a couple of days, and wasn't feeling very bloggy... Was browsing Twitter and a tweet caught my eye - tweeted by @DearBabyG;

Oh For Fucks Sake Fridaygrab the button & link up to join in with the irreverence
At the time it was tweeted, I was actually scanning for another tweet, so went ahead and skipped onto the next tweet, but later it occurred to me that FFS Friday really speaks for how I'm feeling right now.

I'm not in the habit - recently - of swearing on my blog. My mum doesn't like it, and let's face it, I do it plenty enough when I'm away from the computer, I don't need to do it here. But today, I'm really feeling quite fed up. So today, can you all just please see beyond the swearing, please?

Here are the things that have been pissing me off this week.

1.   A shared post thingy on Facebook which is supposed to be about supporting the right to gay marriage, but reads thusly...


I'm a s…