I’ve been reading since I was three years-old. Then, my hands were barely big enough to hold a hard-cover illustrated storybook, my lap too small to hold the stacks of books I loved to pull from the shelves at the library. But, my love affair with words was immediate and addictive. Inquisitive (read: nosy) from birth, it seemed, learning to read was my passage-way into constantly unfolding stories and undiscovered worlds. During pre-teen years, my reading addiction led me to create a new type of insubordination that parenting manuals hadn’t prepare my mom for; she routinely had to reprimand me for neglecting my household chores in pursuit of finishing a new book I had checked out from the Book Mobile. So, when I became a new fan of Judy Blume’s young adult books, Mom’s job as disciplinarian became all the harder. For, my voracious appetite for books seemed only heightened when Judy Blume’s books came into my life. While Deenie, Tiger’s Eyes and Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing were lov...
( In photo: Our well-fed family ) ( In photo: The family after some hearty eating on Thanksgiving 2009) Yeay! Thanksgiving dinner was a success! And to think you were worried! Ok, I admit, I was pretty darn scared. I will be honest, too. The pumpkin pies were not that great, but, hey, who is counting when the turkey was divine! (In photo : The little one was in charge of table decor.) ( In photo: The man of the house injects the bird with some taste goods ) ( In photo: The beautiful bird. And, yes, it was slathered in olive-oil based mayo ) ( In photo: Our spread-- green beans, corn, sweet potatoes, turkey, gravy cranberry sauce & mac & cheese with a twis t) So, hopefully you are up to speed on my cooking tribulations. I am not the world's greatest cook. I am not the greatest cook on my block, nor in my house. That award goes to my dear partner who has the cooking skills of any of those on the Food Network. I swear. His skills are that good. But, he only lets those of ...
So, this week, I learned that we had sold about 100 copies of Liberated Muse Volume I: How I Freed My Soul between online sales and event and in-person sales from June to July. The royalty check for June arrived on Friday and my life partner shot a photo of me cheesing with it after I opened it. It's a paltry sum (once the publisher gets their cut, it is less than $100), but its a royalty check nonetheless. As I continue to sell books to make the money back I invested, I can't help but think how the book's conception didn't even take place a year ago-- it was less than a year ago, with the actual completion was done in March. Whoa. I am so overwhelmed sometimes of how things happen in your life with just the shortest notice, if any notice at all. The contributors to the book have the opportunity to sell the book as well and earn profit from selling the book and I hope they use this opportunity to use the book as a calling card of sorts, especially those who don't ...
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