Happy Birthday Keelaa and a Dog named Bob


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A plate of syrup blew across the road followed by the Bluejay. It’s mind set on getting one small taste of that syrup while avoiding the mailbox on the other side of the road. Bob had other plans for that plate. That dog was always off its chain in more ways than said. It didn’t matter how many times the local pound picked it up, it always managed to escape its bonds, just like today.
Bob dove for the plate, chasing the bluejay off, clenching the syrup smeared paper plate in his teeth. His prize that he wasn’t allowed to keep for long when the school bus stopped at the end of the driveway, letting a boy and a girl off the bus.
“Bob, what do you have there in your mouth?” The boy grabbed ahold of Bob’s collar and slipped the plate from its mouth. Not once did the boy notice the ink smear across the dog’s white nose. That he noticed when he saw the state of his bedroom. All his pens chew and on the floor.
“Bad Bob, bad.”
Bob didn’t care. He took his place on the bed, closed his eyes and slept while the boy fussed about the mess.



I could see Keelaa doing something like this. She can be such a devious little pup. Chewing, that’s her bane. If allowed, she would eat, chew every piece of wooden furniture. Now I keep her well stocked in chews – rawhide. She likes beef bones too. Those I tend to cook for 10 minutes under the broiler before giving it to her. My dog is domesticated. She likes her food cooked.
She is older now, almost at the one year mark. That’s next month. It’s hard to believe she is that old. At least she never got enormous. A small dog of about 25 pounds, the perfect size.

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Where would I be without my Computer?

What a good question.

I don’t think that this would have been a problem four years ago before I started writing. I may have missed the online communities, but I would have gotten over that problem.

My computer has become the center point for all my writing. It’s my tool. I don’t think I would adjust well to switching back to a typewriter. The correction tape is such a thing of the past. I remember using it back when I was in high school, or the eraser pencil from way back then that tore holes into your page if you scrubbed that type to hard. I don’t miss typewriters at all.

Have you ever used one? If you have it shows your age. – he he he

But if you think about it – where would you be without your computer? Or tablet for that matter?

Would you be able to survive?

Five years ago, in southern NH we had a bad ice storm that wiped out power to a good portion of the state. We went without power in our home for 12 days. It was a nightmare. Back then we didn’t even own a woodstove. We quickly rectified that problem.

But not only was our power gone, our phone was gone too. I had to take my cellphone to work just to keep it charged in case of emergencies.

Now we own a generator. (Thank God)

If I didn’t have my computer I would be lost. The internet would be gone. My ability to create those amazing covers of mine would be gone. I would be reduced to using a typewriter and having holes in my manuscript from the eraser pencil. Spell check and grammar check would be gone, and I would be forced to mail – mail my manuscripts to a publishing house. I wouldn’t be able to self publish. Oh No!

Yup – my computer has become the center of my writing life.

What do you think? Do think you could survive in this day and age without your computer or tablet device?

 

ROW80 Update:

My goal for this month is to reestablish my blogging. I have been to lazy for quite sometime. I need to get back into the habit of posting twice a week.

What I’ve been up to: For the past few weeks I have been busy preparing Along Came Neil to hit the Kindle shelf. That is done.

Now I am going through each of my previously published works with line edits. I think I have seen an improvement. I just finished up the edits on my Teen Contemporary Series. My Orgarlan Series is up for the edits next. Once those are done I will be able to begin the next book in that series. (I can’t wait)

I am dying to get back to my fantasy world. I’ve had enough of the drama in a teen drug crazed world for now. If you’ve ever known an addict you would know what I’m talking about. It does get to you after a while. Fortunately my books are pretty tame to how they really are in the real world.

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