I’m a busy woman who isn’t getting any younger or thinner or well-rested. My house is a disaster, my birds are longing for more attention, my dog needs more walks, and I have stuff to do for a bunch of groups in which I participate. So why do I spend so much time on Facebook? Wouldn’t I rather be marching for immigrants’ rights or vacuuming the living room again? Continue reading “Why Facebook?”
In my younger days, when I was single, I wrote to have romance in my life. I read a lot of romance, too, especially Regency romance where an arranged marriage might happen, and shifters where a life mate might not be the one you were looking at, but it’s the one you had to have. Fate was an important part of my idea of love. Continue reading “Why Do You Write?”
My dog flunked daycare.
The rain is distracting me.
Solitaire calls and I must answer.
I have to post this blog. Continue reading “Why I can’t Finish my Book”
I love wordplay. My family and friends expect me to make the most horrendous puns at the drop of an opportunity. Paronomasia brought my husband and me together, that and a vast amount of trivial knowledge we used on line to win trivia games. So altering a statement to get a laugh is one of those things I enjoy. As did Shakespeare and Oscar Wilde and Dickens. For example, when I think about books, I touch my shelf. Continue reading “Altered Statements”
What image do you use for your social media representation? Is it an object you identify with? A photo of yourself? Maybe your pet or family. Many of your friends recognize you by that picture. Currently I have my dog Astrid sleeping in her Santa bed as my “avitar” or avi on Scribophile, and a cute picture of her on a rock at the lake as my “Profile” picture on Facebook. And I have others in other places. So I am not easy to identify outside of one place or another.
I currently post a humor blog called Welcome to Fabulous Sparkyville. Or WTF Sparkyville. I started this blog to fill a gaping hole in my universe. And while it might not have a huge following or make any money for me, I don’t plan to stop doing it any time soon. There’s a bit of history connected with the blog that keeps me in touch with an online family. Let me tell you all about it. Continue reading “How I Arrived at Sparkyville”
How many gifts of food did you get this holiday season? I can’t count the boxes of See’s Candy I’ve gotten for many occasions, in spite of being overweight like forever. And now that I struggle with diabetes, it seems insulting to be given sweets and cakes and cookies. Because, as I have mentioned before, I will consume all that is brought before me. I’m like the Evil Queen of Excess Sweets. Continue reading “Stuff This in Your Face”