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R..r..r.rrandomm.m..m…M

Do you hear me zipping by in the title? Always looking for new ways to say the same damned thing.

After an amazing 20 (yes! Twenty!) views yesterday, I’m looking for something to write about today. I was actually busy yesterday trying out the free trial of Scrivener, and I have to say I’m in love with it. I went through the tutorial in just over the two hours they promised it would take, and I started plugging my manuscript into it right away. Many people have told me this is probably not a good idea, but with the synopsis feature, where I can write a few words about what each chapter is about, I can so easily see now where I’m being redundant. I have a feeling Scrivener is going to be the best thing to happen to my novel yet.

In other news, I received my paperback copy of The Mirror: Book One in the mail and I can’t wait to read it again! If you’re reading this, Mr. McConaughey, I’ll be wanting it signed. I hope you’re working on your pseudonym’s autograph.

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As soon as I’ve finished reading–once it is again fresh in my mind–I’ll be writing a review.

What else is new?

I have an exciting new addition to my job as a newspaper carrier. Starting Monday, I’ll be delivering magazines! I’m guessing Rogers Communications–one of the, if not THE biggest media companies in Canada–who distributes a certain number of mags, has contracted the job out to Sun Media because of the cutbacks that are coming up in the post office. Soon, apparently, delivery of the mail to our front doors will be a thing of the past. But hey, with the decline of the printed newspaper, if it keeps me in a job, I’ll take it.

I had an amazing inspiration for the sequel to The Great Dagmaru yesterday. When Chris woke up, he came down the stairs and asked me, “Did you hear the man screaming outside in the distance last night?” I didn’t. He failed to tell me whether the man sounded angry, in pain or frightened… my imagination being what it is, I can see this being a strong sub-plot. I love it when things like this are just dropped in my lap. It’s exciting!

Speaking of inspiration, I’m working on today’s SoCS prompt – will give that some more thought on my way around the block.

‘Til then, have a great morning/afternoon/evening, depending where you are in this wonderful world of ours.


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Solar Freakin’ Ripoff

If you’ve seen the original “Solar Freakin’ Roadways” video on Youtube should watch this, especially if you’re considering donating to the cause. It’s a reality check. Thanks to Misha for pointing it out.

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Okay. So the Solar Freakin’ Roadway video has been making the rounds for a while now, on Facebook and Twitter and such. I watched it and I got a good chuckle out of it. It’s in the style of videos by Cracked.Com and CollegeHumor.com, and I assumed that it was a parody of “green technology”.

Honestly, it never occurred to me that it wasn’t a joke, since the technology involved doesn’t exist, would cost more money than there is in the world if it did exist, and would make driving insanely dangerous if someone was actually crazy enough to do it.

Today I found out that those jokers have raised nearly two million dollars.

I’m stunned.  It’s like finding out that someone was using clips from Ghostbusters to create a company to build proton packs and had raised two million dollars.  I mean, okay, I can understand seeing a…

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One-Liner Wednesday – A Truth

I stay sane by writing characters who are insane.


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Cannibal Hearts by Misha Burnett – A Review

Cannibal Hearts (The Book Of Lost Doors, #2)Cannibal Hearts by Misha Burnett
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

I really can’t say enough good things about Mr. Burnett’s style. Cannibal Hearts is every bit as thrilling as its predecessor, Catskinner’s Book. Once again, the author’s original concepts impress and delight as the horrors abound. His attention to detail and the depth of his characters–James and his mostly non-human friends as they exist undetected for what they are in the real world–continue to ensure a read that I couldn’t wait to get my hands on every time I had a spare moment to myself.

Hands down, this is one of the best sci-fi series I’ve ever read. I can’t wait for the next installment!

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Traces Prompt – Stop Raining on my Parade

On Traces Of The Soul, Oliana wrote: This week the topic will be about negativity and how you react to pessimism. Perhaps you are thinking how you recently managed to get away from the throngs of a negative person in your life, i.e. relationship, friendship, family, work…OR, how you succeeded in turning your own self-destructive side…that inner critic to someone more positive and accepting.

Write a poem, story (real or fiction) about this topic…negative thinking and how it can impact on your life.

The prompt got me thinking about negative people and how I grew up, and most importantly what I’ve learned in the intervening years. First, a little background:

I was a quiet child with no siblings and few friends. My world consisted of my parents and the couple that were their best friends. When I wasn’t quiet – when I got into trouble – my parents spanked me. It was the ‘thing to do’ back then. When I yelled, they yelled back. The point was, they always reacted. Unless I was being good. Then they left me alone.

Fast forward to when I had children of my own. I believed in my parent’s method of raising a child, though not with the hitting part. I admit, I had my moments, but most of the time I refrained from smacking if not from the yelling. There was plenty of yelling – I, like my parents, reacted in kind to my children’s tantrums.

Then, about three years ago I learned something that would change not only my life, but those of my children and the people around me: Applied Behavioural Analysis, or ABA. ABA is widely used to help with negative behaviours in Autistic individuals. But it didn’t take me long to figure out that it can be applied to anyone – even myself.

One of the most important lessons I learned was that everything we do and say when communicating for attention can be considered a ‘behaviour.’ For instance, we smile and say hello to a stranger which is a positive behaviour. The attention we receive back is our reward – it is a reward because we elicited our behaviour for the purpose of getting attention. In the case of my children, I found that when I rewarded their good behaviour with attention and ignored the bad, they quickly came to the realization that if they wanted my attention (or for me to react to them in any way at all) they had to be calm. Yelling and screaming to get a reaction out of me became a thing of the past – and it changed my reaction also. No longer was I screaming at them, because they began to come to me with a reasonable tone of voice in the first place.

As I said, this doesn’t only apply to childish behaviour (though many adults display it on a regular basis). Take internet trolls for instance. They display negative behaviour for what? A reward. Their reward is whatever attention we give them. The whiners of the world? I’ll try once to put a positive light on a comment such as, ‘when will this rain end?’ by saying something like, ‘the grass needs it.’ But when they keep on complaining, I change the subject to something more positive, or walk away. Many of us do this without really thinking about it. But it’s different when you’re talking to someone in a casual setting rather than someone you’re with day in and day out. Politeness goes by the wayside after a while, and you either react to it or give in to it and become, basically, the same negative person you’re with.

Unless, you stop rewarding it.

For more information on ABA, go here: http://www.autismspeaks.org/what-autism/treatment/applied-behavior-analysis-aba where you can find a quick overview of what it’s about.

I’ve always been a ‘cup half full’ sort of person. There have been times in my life when I’ve lost sight of that, I’ll admit. But learning not to react at all to unnecessary negative behaviour (which is not to say that I don’t empathize with people who are genuinely struggling) has made me a more patient, calm and positive person.

Thanks very much, Oliana, for this prompt!


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Hero

You are the hero of your own story.

There is a pearl inside of you that is unique.

It is made up of the wisdom of your combined experiences.

It carries your DNA – your genetic fingerprint, inherited from every soul who existed to cause you to exist.

It bears the potential in you to change lives.

Do you see the hero in you?

I do.

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S’no Joke, Spring is Here!

 

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There are so many blossoms on my hedge it looks like winter is back.


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Be Patient, it said.

Be patient. Good things come to those who wait. ~ Fortune cookie.

Really? How long do I have to wait?

I wonder about this saying. Is it really enough to wait for something good to happen? Surely something good will happen eventually.

I have to disagree. If I want something good to happen I need to take action to make sure it happens. If I want to finish my novel, it’s not enough just to wait. If I want a job one day, I’m not going to sit around and wait for one to drop into my lap. So where does this fortune cookie get off telling me to wait?

I suppose there are some things we simply have to wait for, however. Love, for instance. It seems the more I’ve looked for it in my life, the more elusive it is. Giving up looking for it, in my experience, has been the only way it’s found me.

Give it up, get it all. Have you heard that one? Maybe I made it up, because I can’t seem to find it anywhere on Google. It makes a lot of sense to me though. When I give up striving for one thing, other things present themselves as opportunities to get what I wanted in the first place. Tunnel vision doesn’t do anyone any good.

I still doubt patience has anything to do with it. Thoughts? Have you ever given up on something and then got it anyway?

 


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THE HOPETELLER IS NOW AVAILABLE!

It’s an exciting new novella by Charles E. Yallowitz! Check it out!

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The Hopeteller (Cover by Tracy Carrig) The Hopeteller (Cover by Tracy Carrig)

NOW AVAILABLE ON AMAZON KINDLE FOR $1.25!

Book Blurb:

Humanity has been driven into the wilderness by the ‘Invaders’. They have been forced to live as colonies in the wilderness where survival is a daily struggle. Hope becomes harder and harder to hold onto as the years pass.

Then one day, a young man tells a story to an injured friend and the Hopeteller is born. Unsure of the power of his words, he finds himself moving the colony with his fairy tales. He will see his people through death and fear as they continue to fight for survival.

Enjoy this novella that is half post-apocalyptic journal and half fairy tales.

Perfect for a quick & entertaining read!

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Head – Saturday Stream of Consciousness – Object

headWhen my son Christopher came home with it from school, I asked him if it was Mr. Potato Head. He looked at me as if I was crazy and said, “It’s a clown!”

I’ve had this … head sitting on my kitchen counter for about three months now. It goes from making me sad, to creeping me out and back again, sometimes within the space of minutes. This disembodied head is my companion when I cook, when I wash dishes, and whenever I go looking for a snack. Unfortunately it’s never distracted me enough from a midnight snack however, to prevent me from getting one.

So where am I going with this post?

It makes me think about the lives our kids lead when they’re not at home. They have this whole other world when they go to school where they probably never think of us, except in terms perhaps of whether or not we’re going to make their favourite dinner that night, or did we go pick up the thing they wanted at the store. The way they slowly separate themselves from us as the years go on is both scary and comforting.  To know that they may just have enough interests that have nothing to do with us, enough to one day have lives of their own secures in my mind at least that they’ll be okay when we’re gone.

Even if their lives away from us consist of creepy disembodied heads. As long as they’re ceramic, I’m happy.

This post is part of SoCS. Find it here and join in the fun! https://lindaghill.wordpress.com/2014/05/30/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-may-3114/