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  • Blogging,  ROW80

    Clouded Writing

    I love reading fantasy! Game of Thrones is my ultimate high. I’m on book four after reading one book a month. But like I said, maybe I have too much going on. Don’t forget the hot weather. I should be done with book four, but I’m still at 6%. It’s not that I’ve lost interest. I think there are other things distracting me.

  • Making the Words Flow,  photography

    Bird Feeder and Thirds

    This birdfeeder is the best. All the squirrels and chipmunks hate the thing since they haven’t once been able to rob it. The feeder was purchased at the Tractor Supply Store and was reasonably priced. It was a Christmas gift given to my DH. He loves it! When and if, a squirrel or chipmunk makes it to the perch, their weight causes the spring controlled cover to close making the food inaccessible. The roof, itself, keeps them at bay. Last year we used a conventional feeder. No matter what we did, we couldn’t stop those critters from taking all the seed. The older dog didn’t help matters. She won’t chase them. Apparently…

  • Making the Words Flow

    Your a Writer so Act Like One

    Everyone has an excuse not to write. I think we are afraid of ourselves, of what we might write. It’s not so much about the writing being bad, it’s more. When you write, it is like peeling an onion. Somewhere in our writings there are bits and pieces of us layered within. A small memory, making our writing be like that pensive Dumbledore had in his chamber. Yes, we fear constructive criticism, but our worst critic is ourselves. If no one tells you what is wrong with a story, then you can’t fix it. You only need let go of your ego. Yes, that little chip on your shoulder that…

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    Ugly Truck Survives to Drive Another Day

    Knowing something that is about to happen can be sort of freaky. But what if you did this all the time? Like when Melvin drove that old truck of his out across the pasture. He didn’t think anything of it. He’d done it time and time again to pick up the hay in the field. On this day, he had to hurry. A storm was brewing, the winds were picking up fast. Last thing he wanted was the hay to get wet. A crack of thunder sounded off in the distance. He was sure he had enough time. Three more rows of bales and he’d be done. Just when he…

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    Joy of Writing – Payphones with Peanut butter and Jelly Sandwiches

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