Saturday, April 29, 2006

Rainy Day Recipes & Musings



Spring day, soft rain falling, everyone getting over colds from the weird weather configurations the previous month – as in 99 degrees one day, snowing the next week, then back to higher temps, cold again, then tornadoes…typical Oklahoma spring weather. The joke is: if you don’t like our weather right now…wait about 15 minutes.

The Kid’s Girlfriend likes potato soup. I’m not her mother, have no clue how her mom made this particular dish, and I’m not sure how to go about making it to her liking, but I’m gonna attempt it today. This one looks good. Granted, it’s technically a chowder, but close enough, right? Looks good anyway:


Ingredients:
· 1 pound Bacon, cut into 1/2 pieces
· 1 cup chopped onions
· 4 cups diced potatoes
· 2 cups water
· 1 teaspoon salt
· pepper to taste
· 2 cans soup (Cream of chicken or Cream of mushroom)
· 2 cups sour cream
· 3 cups milk


She and I have both been craving blueberry muffins, and I’m cheating on this one – strictly out of the box, into the pan, into our mouths. Right now she’s at work, but I think I’ll surprise her (maybe us both – lol) when she gets home and have the soup waiting and the muffins for a snack later, since The Kid won’t be home until nearly midnight – long, long work day for him.

A bistro I used to frequent back when I was teaching college English had the most marvelous wild rice & mushroom soup – need to find a recipe for that – they also had a Wisconsin cheese soup that hit the spot.

If you’ve ever wondered how to make quick and easy pancakes that are ‘different’ while tasty, Betty Crocker mixes are wonderful as the base. Just choose what your taste buds crave:

Betty Crocker® Premium muffin varieties:• Apple Streusel• Banana Nut• Cinnamon Streusel• Double Chocolate• Lemon-Poppy Seed• Twice the Blueberries• Wild Blueberry

What I do is add 2 large eggs, a cup of water, ½ cup of milk, and ¼ cup of vegetable oil. Batter up, pop into the skillet, and top with butter & your favorite syrup or top with fresh fruit & whipped crème.

I really should be writing – I have projects that demand my attention, but what I really want to do, believe it or not, is clean house – finish some unpacking from the move (I’ll be doing this for some time, I fear), mopping the bathroom tiles, and baking. TKG, aka DD to me, has my umbrella, so walking is out unless I can find my water-proof hooded jacket. Writing is still a possibility, once I get some of the other out of the way to my satisfaction. There’s the rub – ha ha.

Richard in Redeeming Richard needs to come out of his coma, fight his way back to what for him will be an altered reality, and learn how to make love to his wife all over again. Tony & Aidan in A Near-Life Experience need to find their happily ever after. My heroine in All Or Nothing needs to out-fox the bad guys and find her sister. Alas, so many people in my head and so little space in the brain. And cooking is, after all, a creative venture, no?

Joke of the day from Janet, while I'm thinking of it:

Husband: I can't sleep without it.
Wife: Why do you think of things like this in the middle of the night?
Husband: Because I'm Hot.
Wife: You get hot at the darnedest times.
Husband: If you love me I wouldn't have to beg you.
Wife: If you love me you'd be more considerate.
Husband: You don't love me anymore.
Wife: Yes I do, but let's forget it for tonight.
Husband: Please...come on
Wife: Alright, I'll do it.
Husband: What's the matter? Need a flashlight?
Wife: I can't find it.
Husband: Oh, for heaven's sake, feel for it!
Wife: There! Are you satisfied?
Husband: Oh, yes.
Wife: Is it up far enough?
Husband: Oh, that's good.
Wife: Now go to bed and from now on when you want the window open, do it yourself.

Now...I'm ready to raid the pantry and start cooking.

What are some of your rainy day recipes that you pull out when you need comfort foods?

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5 Comments:

At 1:39 PM, Blogger Amie Stuart said...

Soup.....any kind but especially potatoe--also good when I'm sick!

 
At 9:40 PM, Blogger Merry said...

Hey - Mom and I discovered a little tea shop here with the BEST potato soup!

It was cheesy potato and you will NOT believe this - but drop a few chunks of Velveeta brand cheese food in the soup...mmmmmmm...and a bit of bacon.

 
At 2:45 PM, Blogger Sam said...

potato leek soup (my kids' favorite)
(Three leeks - two potatos - bouillon cube - water - butter - 'voila')

Chop up leeks including white & all the green. Melt butter and toss in leeks, stir and cook until completely softened. Add water and two bouillon cubes, peel potatoes and add. Cook until everything is ready to puree & then puree in a mixure. Correct seasoning. Add a dollop of plain yoghart or cream when you serve it.
If I have a recipe that asks for the white part only of the leek, I will freeze the greens and save them for this soup. It is really yummy.

 
At 12:12 PM, Blogger THIS! Christine said...

So, Lyn, how was the soup?

X

 
At 4:30 PM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

Soup was great, X - but now I have to try everyone else's recipes - lol. THANK YOU, everyone. Love getting new recipes (Sam) and ideas for garnishing them (Merry).

Cece, it's always great to see you!

Now I have to do what I hate - post a blog tooting my own horn - lol. Have a book coming out tomorrow.

 

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Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Blame Doug

Retrospective

20 years ago:

When was that? 1986? Dear Lord. Single mother, precocious child who brought the Feds to my doorstep when he researched nukes and located a supposedly ‘secret’ missile base. Had 4-star generals, FBI, CIA – you name it bugging me. Seems The Kid had also decided that year to change his name, so he broke into the public school’s mainframe computer system, was honest enough not to bother changing his grades, but changed his middle name because he no longer liked his father or being named for him. All without my knowledge.

So…day #1, I get report cards for a child I don’t ‘know’. Rest of the week is a blur, but I do remember That General getting his stars and stripes in a twist, telling the boy (and yes this was the language he used) that he had some nerve, and no matter which government he worked for, they weren’t telling him shit, so stop pretending to be an elementary kid. The general said he wasn’t stupid—no American elementary student had a vocabulary to pen a letter like that and the resources to find them. Anybody see a little movie called “War Games”???

That’s when he phoned the Pentagon and God knows who else and said ‘Sic your guys on this bastard, whoever he is.’ [And this is what he called my boy when he wrote chewing him out.] They thought my son was pretty dangerous because he’d had the brass kajones to leave his return address on the envelope. I have yet to see a politician warning someone of or calling his shots, much less anyone involved in espionage - ha - especially if he's in grade school – that’s a Babe Ruth trick, not one for their ilk.

10 years ago:

A little over ten years ago, I moved out of my comfort zone from a small university town to a big bad city, gave up teaching college English for more adventurous work like repoing cars and collecting bills. Within months of my moving, Tim McVeigh bombed the Federal Building, and I happened to be downtown (was unhurt) and stayed there a few hours – set up the sheriffs' command post with a nurse while ‘The Kid’ (who was with me that day) worked triage and became ‘the errand boy’ for the General in charge of the post…which included FEMA, FBI, and others. Seems we were destined to become linked with Feds in one capacity or another. [Hmm...come to think of it, The Kid's first scholarship offers came from the CIA and West Point.] April 1996 was the 1-yr-anniversary of the bombing. We avoided the place while others went downtown to greet President Clinton, Billy Graham, and other dignitaries.

There are other photos if you wish to revist the tragedy at this link: http://www.okcbombing.org/okcphoto_gallery.htm. It took me about 2-3 years before I could go back downtown and another 2-3 before I could visit Ground Zero. Some of the police officers, county sheriffs and firemen committed suicide afterwards. It was probably 7 years before my son could even talk about what had happened...the things he'd witnessed.

As for how we wound up working the site...if you were already there, you either got carried out or you carried out, you went to the hospital, accepted counseling, or if you were okay you sucked it up and stayed to make sure those after you had what they needed. For what it's worth, few left. The crime rate was down 52% for the next 2 weeks, and even the homeless were pushing grocery carts of bottled water and sandwiches to the workers who trickled in hour by hour. OKC completely re-set the standard for FEMA response time and getting things under control quickly. I didn't relish being there, but it was unthinkable to even consider leaving.

By 11 am or so, I'd ordered and received latrines, food, beverages. [By the way, the first to offer help was Sonic Corporation - they're the ones who first sent food and drink AND helped me order the latrnies and toilet paper. Wal-Mart sent anything we asked for - flashlights, batteries, rain gear, you name it. So say what you will about big businesses, those were the first to help, and nobody we called turned us down. Literally hundreds of donations poured in within the first four hours. People lined up to donate blood. All I did was set things up, receive what came in, and send others out to deliver it all.]

By noon we had county mounties patrolling the area and just prior to that we'd received word that there were no survivors at Ground Zero, so the rest of the day was spent assembling, dispensing, battling the rain, and ignoring what was around us and within us just to get done what was needed.

I didn't visit Ground Zero, which was about 4 blocks south of me, until one of the military came up and told me to take a break...deliver coffee, rain gear and batteries, anything to get me to leave my post for a few minutes. It was like Beirut...didn't even realize where I was until I heard a creaking noise above me--shards of cement walls hanging by cables--and looked down at my feet. I was standing on about six inches of debris where a paved street had once been, and there was a 2-yr-old's show wedged between two enormous cement slabs of the wall, suspended in time like a tornado had lodged it there. I'd been standing where the day care center had been.

Think son and I got home around two in the morning. Maybe 10 yrs after the bombing we talked about that day, and come to find out it was that one shoe that had done us both in...he'd seen it as well. Scraps of children's drawings, torn clothing, other things you don't want to know about...hanging from the remnants of the building, and that was the sight that was unmoveable, unchanging, until workers cleared the entire street.

5 years ago:

My 2” thick oak garage door collapsed on me – broke my neck in 3 places and gave me fluid on the brain. Couldn’t work, became agoraphobic, and I was pretty much pissed off at God in particular and everyone else in general. Rough time until my son came to me and said look…you can’t work so you’re moving in with me, and when I’m at work, I want you sitting as long as you can, writing. I don’t care if you sell, and I don’t care what you write, but I want you writing.
That was 50+ confessions and a few magazine articles ago, plus the 9 books I mentioned. I don’t do a lot of things right, but somehow I think The Kid turned out okay.

I got online at that time, became involved in online writers’ groups, and the rest…is history. No, I'm not bitter - it was meant to be. Yes, I'm doing okay now. I just have memory problems and get dizzy if I forget and bend from the waist. Walk with a cane at times to keep me from toppling. But...I'm lucky. I've seen worse. If this was what was going on in April, it would only be another five months before 9/11.

1 year ago:

HA. One year ago this month I’d fired my agent and set forth to sell everything she’d sat on. Have sold 9 books on my own as of this month as opposed to zero with her. Sometimes revenge isn’t sweet but it’s mighty productive. Ok, it’s sweet, too. Oooh, the first mainstream debuts next month about 3 weeks after another Lyn Cash erotic romance (ack - next week?)...time flies.

I also had to make a decision…I hadn’t flown since the head injury, and I had a writers’ conference coming up that I wanted to attend. There was no way I could take Amtrak at $3500 roundtrip (not to mention a week getting there and a week getting home). I’d taken Amtrak to Dallas for a conference the previous year, but this one was to be held in Reno. Should I bail on my friends or risk flying against doctors’ orders? I decided I was much better and that my head could stand the cabin pressure if the plane was large enough. Haven’t regretted it since.

1 month ago:

I’d just returned from DC, buried one of my oldest and dearest friends, and was in a funk. Saw a house being cleaned out while walking, went inside, inquired, brought The Kid in to look at it. We moved within a few days; The Kid’s girlfriend moved in with us as well; I heard from a NY publisher that they’re considering a book of mine; and I caught a rotten cold or something that has hung in like it’s a clingy best friend that doesn’t want to leave me. I also discovered Blue Bell Ice-Cream, Banana Split, to be precise. [DO check out their recipes if you visit their website!]

Yesterday:

Took a cab to go get groceries, got everything squared away and had just sat down when the weather got nasty. Couple of tornadoes later, we were all safe. Spoke briefly with my dad and told Poppa we were fine. Watched television for an hour (“24”, my favorite nighttime show – Keifer rules!). Then the 3 of us watched Nicole Kidman and Will Farrell in “Bewitched” and I wrote a bit while The Kid read The Da Vinci Code and The Girl went to bed.

The Real Yesterday:

Okay, so I wrote this then shelved it and came back to it, so another day has passed. YESTERDAY...I made a speciality dish of mine that we call Mama's King Ranch Chicken. Lightly grease a rectangular cake pan. Layer the following: corn chips (Doritos), chopped onion to taste, Campbell's Chicken Corn Chowder (w cans of Cream of Mushroom soup work well, too), chunks of pre-cooked chicken breast, Rotel tomatoes (drained), can of corn, slices of Velveeta cheese (we mix in some sharp cheddar), chunks of chicken. Repeat until mixture almost tops the pan. Bake 350 degrees F in oven for about 45 min to 55 min - trick is to heat thoroughly, not burn. Let cool, slice (or scoop if it's so warm that it's a tad runny). Eat. This also serves up well cold.

The Kid's Girlfriend went to cash one of her payroll checks and then to shoe shop. She brought home a new treat for me: Diet Dr Pepper with berries & crème. M-m-m. Was like drinking a chocolate truffle without the diabetic's sugar hangover or the calories.

Think we'll keep her. She really fits in well - lol.

Tomorrow:

I’m baking blueberry muffins with double the blueberries, doing some housework, sucking up my fears and digging into a WIP I’ve neglected. Also joining KOD (the romantic suspense chapter of Romance Writers of Amerida). KOD = Kiss of Death, and they have marvelous programs at the national conference, plus a Death By Chocolate party. If we can get the particulars straightened out all will be well, but their website has been screwy for a while.

Tomorrow evening (okay - tonight) I’m watching “Top Chef” then maybe a movie…”In Her Shoes” (I’m having chick flick withdrawal). If time and weather permit, I’m also planting some herbs, veggies, and flowers. We had temps of 99 degrees F' last week, down to 40-something last night, so maybe we’re in the clear for planting. Guess I’ll find out.

In the next minute I am tagging . . .

Kris (hey, paybacks are a bitch), Ann, Christine, Cece, Rinda, Tanya, Janet, and whoever feels left out. Post your snipes at me here and your Meme on your own blog so I can see it against your colors, your background, and hassle you at your place.

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At 11:05 AM, Blogger Kris Starr said...

Heifer.

*snort*

Oh, all right. I'll get on it one of these minutes...

 
At 11:07 AM, Blogger Kris Starr said...

ps. Oooo! Diet Dr.Pepper with Berries & Creme???

We NEVER get these flavours up here in Canuckland. Colour me pea-green. :)

 
At 11:28 AM, Blogger Ann Wesley Hardin said...

That was a life-changing event, Suns. Not to take anything away from you, cuz you did a dayum fine job, but I'm sure it helped shape your son into the fine man he is today.

My webmaster lives in NYC and his biggest client was Cantor Fitzgerald. He had an office on their floor and was trying to make a business call to them (from his home Uptown) when 9/11 went down. When he couldn't get through he turned on the TV and that's how he learned all his co-workers were dead or dying.

He and his wife (one of my best friends) opened their apartment to people who couldn't get home that night and swiped dust off their windowsill for weeks after.

Last year I wanted to take my girls to ground zero. My webmaster had never been back there, and we told him he didn't have to come. But he did. The eeriest part was being down there in the sun. Since the Towers had been erected, that whole area had been literally in their shadow. Now, it was sunny again.

It made for a strange metaphor in my head.

Anyway, didn't mean to clog your comments *gg* This retrospective is cool. I'll do mine later in the week.

Love ya!

 
At 11:33 AM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

Kris, I thought of YOU when she brought that pop home - ROFL.

Ann, loved your post just now. You didn't take anything away from my blog. I think in retrospect (which this is all about anyway) that things like this are universal. I know where these tragedies occurred - sure, but it's the human bond, the shared feelings that unite us all.

I don't think I really and truly dealt with the OKC tragedy until 9/11. It was like reliving it, even though I was thousands of miles away. Can't imagine how eerie that must've been to stand in sunlight on the spot where that happened.

Thanks for sharing that.

 
At 12:19 PM, Blogger Ann Wesley Hardin said...

Okay, you keep editing this post and it shows up as new on my bloglines. Will ya quit it? *gg*

Seriously, that shoe would've done me in too. Tragedies like this are awful enough without children being involved.

Even though I didn't lose anyone I loved to 9/11, my brother flew for American Airlines. I often wonder if he didn't die three years before in order to be spared that ordeal. I'll never know but fate does work in mysterious ways.

And yes, these things are universal. No matter where they happen, or who is involved, the whole world rocks from the distress.

I'll never forget the day after 9/11 when Queen Elizabeth had the National Anthem played at the palace instead of "God Save The Queen". That one, small symbolic act sucker punched me.

Hmmmm. What's my point? I dunno *g* Just sharing, I guess.

 
At 9:23 PM, Blogger Rinda Elliott said...

---Okay, you keep editing this post and it shows up as new on my bloglines. Will ya quit it? *gg*---

First, what does this mean? Is there a way to see when new posts on favorite blogs come up? Instead of visiting each one every day? Oh, please tell me it is so...

Lyn, uh thanks for the tag. It may take a couple of days because I just got the second writing challenge topic. This one is a doozy like the Norse Gods one.

Also heard back on yesterday's test, but I'll email you. :)

You never, ever told me about your son's childhood escapades-- I can't believe they didn't come up at the writing sleepovers! He cracks me up. But he's also very, very wonderful.

I also didn't know about all the work you did at the bombing. This was before we started really hanging out, I think.

Well, this all makes the book sales that much more exciting, doesn't it?

Hugs!

 
At 1:16 AM, Blogger Sam said...

Loved this story - read it like it was a best seller on an airplane - you should keep going with it.
Your son sounds terrific - and funny, and sweet. And so bright. My God. Scary bright.
Dr. Pepper with berries and cream? I'd like a daughter in law who brought me some of that...

LOL

 
At 4:53 AM, Blogger Ann Wesley Hardin said...

Rinda, yes! Miracles can happen. I subscribe to:

http://bloglines.com

It lets you know when all your favorite blogs are updated. Lemme tell you, it saved me hours of compulsive clicking every day. I love it!

 
At 10:30 AM, Blogger Madeline Hill said...

Hi! Enjoyed this story! Thanks for visiting my blog and "talking" to me. Hard to get people inspired enough to comment on my blog-- but I assume some of my psychic and writing friends enjoy reading my morning drivel..I enjoy your comments!

Soon as I can get help from my kiddo I will be adding some links and pictures.. your site is great!

 
At 10:49 AM, Blogger Rinda Elliott said...

Ann, you may just be my new best friend. (g) Off to check it out!

 
At 1:11 PM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

Must check out that link, Ann - THANKS for posting it!

And thanks Maddie - I love your site!

My biggest problem with the Feds when The Kid found that missile site wasn't so much that he'd done it but that when the Feds asked about a MAN named JRC living in the house, I had no clue who they meant. Then we figured out it had to be my son - and they saw he really was just an elementary school student. But for a while it was pretty hairy being investigated.

To top it all off, my mother's deceased father was investigated shortly after by the FBI. Seems one of the nurses at the hospital 'stole' his identity information and gave it to her drug-runner boyfriend. So supposedly (to the FBI) my 80-some-year-old white grandfather was not only a Black man in his 30's, but also an outlaw.

Yes, that's going in a book - lol. My mom is a bit snooty and took offense, but I cracked up. G'Pa would have loved it - dead and still raising hell.

Anyway, I'm sure the family has a pretty thick file with the Feds by now. Thanks to a small child and an old dead man.

 
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At 12:24 AM, Blogger Heather said...

Hi Lyn!

Thanks for visiting my blog, and the nice comments you left. And yes, I am the former "Dungeon" mistress. ;-D

I enjoyed reading your retrospectives on 1986 and 1996. Your son sounds like he was quite a kid, who has grown into a wonderful young man.

The memory most vividly associated in my mind with 1986 is the shuttle explosion. Tenth grade English... I'd had a sort of uneasy feeling all day and when the principal came over the PA to make the anouncement, I knew before he began that something terrible had happened with the shuttle. Very unsettling - though it did result in my choice of speech topics (space program disasters) and an A to boot (public speaking was never my forte).

OKC...was at work talking with a federal auditor.

9/11...was en route to work with a co-worker, stopped at a traffic light when we heard the news. We didn't quite know if it was real at first, and literally raced into the office when we got there to turn the TV on. I remember feeling...bereft...and wondering how we were going to make it through the work day, it was so surreal. And I was glad that my dying father had no concept of what had happened.

Interesting, too, that it's been five years since your neck injury and six since mine. In my case, someone fell on me from behind while at a show here in town. I've been uneasy with "arena" seating -- with people's feet being level with my neck -- ever since and realize how lucky I was, even with chronic pain and migraines a couple times a month now. Having my neck snapped at an ice show isn't how I want to go. It does make you wary of your surroundings, doesn't it?

Sorry to ramble! :-\

BTW, love the Socrates quote from "Real Genius"! ,-)

 
At 3:22 AM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

ack - I had forgotten how similar some of our circumstances, Heather. *WAVES* I thought that was you! - lol. Thanks for visiting - I enjoy your posts. And do you know, you are the only person who has even mentioned that quote?! - too funny. The Dungeon Mistress. ah, yes...

 
At 5:00 PM, Blogger Amie Stuart said...

Aw shite!

I'm glad you're okay and I was really touched. Thanks for sharing your experiences with the bombing =)

you rock!

I'm curious...does anyone think they can go see United 93? Ok maybe I should take that to my blog.......

 
At 11:25 AM, Anonymous Carla said...

Sunny-shine. You made me all weepy and not in a pitying way - a proud way. You SO rock, as does The Kid. Sounds like The Girl might be following in all of your footsteps, too.

I knew something, but not even a quarter of the whole story. Now that I do...I'm damned honored to have you call me friend.

We share too much in some areas (mental and physical). It gives me chills.

Love you,
Carla

 
At 11:44 AM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

Cece, thanks for visiting. Responded on your site - don't think I'll go to the theater but will probably buy the DVD - maybe by then I cnn sit through it.

Carla, it is ALWAYS great to see you about. But hey - I didn't do anything, really - the real heroes were the men and women at Ground Zero. Want to know something really, really scary? When we were sitting in our OSHA gear, waiting, they came out and told us 'no survivors' that they could tell. We split up into factions - some went south towards Ground Zero - the one nurse and I stayed and looked at the empty lot across from us and decided that we'd set up the Sheriff's command post there.

Most of us had stethoscopes since we'd had some form of medical training (I was nobody - a pre-med drop out) - the nurse to my left was a pretty blonde who decided to go to Ground Zero. She was the only rescue worker killed that day.

As for proud to have ME as a friend - hey, I only have terrific friends. *grin* SO back atcha. Thanks for posting.

 
At 9:21 PM, Blogger Merry said...

OKC - my sister called me, barely able to speak and then I had to watch the news. My ex-brother-in-law is an OK cop. He was friends with the two FBI agents. I've been to the Memorial and the Reflection Pool and put my handprint on the wall.

9/11 - We'd moved to Texas just the week before. We'd stayed up late to unpack boxes and when Gerrie called, I was groggy with sleep. She told me to "go watch the news, it was horrible." She was upset...I rushed in amidst my husband wanting to know what was happening and stood there with the phone to my ear and watched...I forgot she was on the phone...

That day, EVERYONE I loved called me. And I called our friend who worked in the Pentagon...by the grace of God, he'd planned to go to work late that day...

I still can't watch when they do newscasts going back to those scenes. I just...can't.

And since that time, I can no longer enter stadiums or tall buildings.

 
At 10:21 PM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

Oh, Mer, with a military husband, an OKC cop brother-in-law, etc...this had to be hard on you. Totally understand about the stadiums and tall buildings.

One of my FBI friends had a get-together at his house a few months after the bombinb - all I remember is that it was really cold weather. Anyway, he survived - didn't go in to work that day (9th floor office). And he wanted to take our temperatures on issues. Seems one of them dealt with McVeigh being transported for trail to Colorado so it would be 'more fair' and less likely someone would kill him here. But...the Okies were good. Not so much as one attempt that I know of. We were still pretty glad they tried him out of our state. It was hard on victims' families, but easier on the 'state', if that makes any sense.

I'm such a doofus - I thought this movie tonight on A&E was something at the theaters. But...TKG/aka my new DD wanted to see it but not alone, so we watched the film: Flight 93. They did it well.

 
At 8:55 PM, Anonymous Doug Hoffman said...

Yeah, I know, I'm late to the game. What a group of stories! You've definitely had some major earthquakes in your life.

I especially liked your 20 yrs-ago story . . . ever think of fictionalizing it?

 
At 11:03 PM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

hm, Doug...now there's a thought...of course, nobody would believe it wasn't fiction - lol - so that just might work...

thinking...

 

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Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Tornadoes, Titles, & Thanks!

I would have been online last night to announce the winner of the Title Contest, but this fellow visited the neighborhood 2 blocks away. Oh, and he had a brother. They weren't invited - nobody I know wanted them here, even though we welcome the temperature drop from 99 to 50 today.

The first tornado tore up a wheat field, a grove of trees, and an airport before he fizzled out. The second one started the way tornadoes normally do then started spinning BACKWARDS and wore itself out before it could do much. Anyway, that's my excuse for not getting online. Was busy watching twisters and didn't want the lightening to fry my computer.

Remember the movie “Twister” and the Jami Gertz character saying "We've got cows"??? - The wind was that fierce at times - expected any minute to see complaining, airborne cows flying by. Speaking of which…take a look at this book about strange weather phenomena.

On to the naming-the-baby contest: I sent all of the titles submitted to my editor, and the in-house editors took a vote and chose this one: Crystal Clear Persuasion. Going by entries as they came in: One person (BD) had Crystal Clear (then another had that one, but BD beat them to it), another (Monica) had Crystal Persuasion, and then one person's entry combine the two of them - and nobody saw or heard any of the answers until it was over, including me - I pulled them at the same time and immediately sent to my editor. So, congratulations, Merry! Let me know which download you'd like.

Monica, send me your physical/street address plus your favorite colors to the Milkbone Undies email addy and I'll still send you a really kewl book thong made in Australia. BD, I have your address, so give me a couple of days and I'll have yours sent. THANK YOU to all of you who entered. Like I said, I stink when it comes to titling my books. It's a wonder I did okay with naming #1 Son.

Gotta say that Rinda cracked them smooth up by summoning Olivia Newton-John with her Let's Get Metaphysical - ROFL.


IN OTHER NEWS...Tidbits from Janet


Victoria's REAL Secret
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Redneck Outdoor Grill

















I'll be participating in a chat come Saturday hosted by a couple of fellow Ellora's Cave authors. There will be door prizes, a scavenger hunt, excerpts (yes, naughty ones), and lots of information - go here to sign up/join this Yahoo group:
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As far as I know, The Promise: Stream of Time is still on schedule with Loose Id to debut on the 3rd of May...8 days away. There is no release date, no price, nothing like that set, but last word (within the past couple of days) was that it will be released on May 3rd.

Have a great rest of the week, all. Talk to you soon.

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At 1:13 PM, Blogger Ann Wesley Hardin said...

Whoa! That is a seriously gorgeous shot of the tornado. The geologist in me so wants to see one before I die, but the weenie in me cries at the thought. I have fulfilled the wish to feel an earthquake though. Talk about freaky!

So glad you got your title, Suns!

 
At 3:04 PM, Blogger Rinda Elliott said...

Did I write that? Did you send them the gratuitous one? LOLOL!! Wait, which one was metaphysical?

Sorry, brain is fried from the crud from yet another test this morning. (g)

Those tornadoes were something last night. I went out to try and get the violence of the wind on video to put on my blog, but my ham of a little boy jumped into every single one. I don't want to put him online. heh heh

 
At 3:13 PM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

Ann, they're truly awesome until they're about a half mile from you - then you can see the debris inside of them and around them. They're scary but kewl (says the dumbass who stands in the rain watching them until someone smarter ushers her inside).

Rinda, don't blame you - not a place to put kids' photos up. Let me know the test results. I'm ready for them to find what is wrong - know you are, as well.

Don't you get tickled at our meteorologists at times? They try hard to retain that professionalism, but when something a mile wide spinning 200 miles or more per hour is barreling towards you, sometimes the little kid in ya pops out. I keep waiting for Mike Morgan or Gary England to ask one of their chasers "Where are you now?" and have the response be "I'm kissing my ass goodbye! You want a better close-up? Come get it your damn self."

 
At 3:14 PM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

p.s. to Rinda - oh, yes - LOL - sent them ALL of your suggestions. If you submitted to them right now I'm betting someone would respond - oooh - YOU'RE the one who sent that title in on Cash's book!

 
At 3:17 PM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

...and a p.s. to Ann - THANK YOU (both of you actually) - you had some great suggestions.

And Ann? They do have Storm Chaser school, I believe, at the national weather service facility about 30 miles south of me - would make for an interesting 'vacation' week or couple of weeks around the last week of April/first week of May.

 
At 9:54 PM, Anonymous Doug Hoffman said...

Um, that chick with the dick is gonna give me nightmares. Yikes.

 
At 12:27 AM, Blogger Rinda Elliott said...

LOL! I've probably been blacklisted.

 
At 8:30 AM, Blogger Merry said...

Wow! I won! Glad they liked it - I recall giving Ann suggestions on one of her book titles and they all stank royally!

Did you see the video footage of that tornado? Being so close to ya, we watched the weather like hawks.

BTW, here, as in OK, talk about the weather is a way of life, not just a conversation starter...its been an interesting 2 months so far - I'm loving it and I promise to update the blog...later! LOL

 

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Friday, April 21, 2006

Contest Announced: Name the New Book

You may read an excerpt if this would help you: Kinky_Kruisin-subscribe@yahoogroups.com is the link to join my yahoo group, and there's only one file in the excerpts folder - this one.

I need a title for an erotic romance in which a rose quartz crystal is prominent. Rose Quartz is used for healing: Bruises, Angina, Asthma, Eyesight, Migraine and Sciatica.


Editor would like the word crystal in the title…and right now my brain isn’t firing on all pistons, so I’m running a contest. Whoever comes up with the title that the Editor likes best wins a free download of the novella once it debuts, or you can choose a free download of the current one with Ellora’s Cave called Just Desserts that debuted March 22, 2006.

Information about the novella you’ll be naming:

Setting = New York City & St. Louis
Elements = paranormal, metaphysics, crystals, healing, comedy
Dirty words = several, but don’t let that throw you, it’s just Sensuous, not Scorching

Plot Points = City artist is sent to Missouri to meet with a new client and forge an ad campaign for his company. What she doesn't know is that her boss set up the meeting with hopes of getting her to 'loosen up', his mother is her shrink, and the talisman they've given her to play with prior to the meeting holds magical, sexual healing powers.

Titillating Title Thespians are welcome to submit their contest entries by emailing milkboneundies@excite.com with the subject header: Title Contest 4/24/06. Contest is open from today April 21, 2006 until Monday, April 24, 2006.

Thanks for playing.


Can We Talk Now???
I am chillin' OUT the rest of today. Tuesday...sold a book. Wednesday received 1st round of edits on said book - no shit. This editor was ON the proverbial ball. Thursday, received edits on yet another book - different publisher - this was a 'big' book, too - but I stayed up until 2 am to make sure I got those edits turned in. Friday, I get notification that more edits are coming from yet another publisher...ooookay. I can do this. I am woman, hear me roar. (Take a look at the marvelous photos of lions done by Spook!)
* * *
I started my day early – phoning around for a 350 factory-rebuilt engine for an old truck, a mechanic willing to deal with the mess, and a cab so that #1 Son and his Lady could share a cab to work considering Debbie (truck) was about to shoot a rod through the oil pan.

Then I had 15 emails (by last count) from editors and such…all good…nothing bad. Did my mail, fixed coffee, forgot to eat lunch and take my meds until about 3 pm, got a letter ready for an agent, and pulled out the 4 WIPs that need my attention. Nuts, I know.

Blog World Goodies

Buddy Samantha Winston posted an excerpt of her book Virtual Murder that was QUITE good – take a look and see if this doesn’t intrigue you!

A couple of folks asked which blogs I’d done on artist Julian Beever, and they were here and here.

Balls and Walnuts has some amazing recipes this week – so before you run out of steam, head over to Doug’s place and drool a bit.

And with that, I’m gonna go in search of the perfect margarita. I have bigod earned it today.

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At 5:25 AM, Blogger Sam said...

Thanks for the promo post Lyn!!
- Hey guys, I didn't have to promise kilos of French chocolate for life, I swear!

Hope you find a title soon, and good luck with the edits. It seems edits are like mosquitoes they always come in swarms, lol.

 
At 10:04 AM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

Oh, Sam, I loved that excerpt! And thank YOU for helping out with the title search. I'm weird, but I actually like doing edits. Brings out the best - I know my place in things, and it's as writer, not editor - lol. I was just astounded to get 3 sets in 1 week. *faints*

 
At 5:51 PM, Blogger Amie Stuart said...

Can we get a blurb?

Cece
~who is too damned competitive for her own good

 
At 6:11 PM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

Yes, ma'am - posted the link to the Kinky Kruisin' website - and there's a brief, X-rated excerpt in the Lyn Cash excerpts folder. *grin* You get competitive all you want - I'll still say you're the best - LOL.

 
At 7:21 PM, Blogger Amie Stuart said...

Yeah but hte best at what is the question LOL

 
At 8:50 AM, Blogger Rae said...

I' braindead with edits, so I'll let CeCe do this one. =) And we all know what you're good for. hee hee

 
At 9:55 PM, Anonymous Doug Hoffman said...

Thanks, Lyn. Tonight, I'm going to talk about what I did with my lamb leftovers.

That's more promising than it sounds ;)

 

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Tuesday, April 18, 2006

In the News - the Good Stuff



My favorite sidewalk artist, Julian Beever has been working hard on his 3-D pieces. Take a look at some of his latest works. There's the one where politicians meet their fate, the self-portrait, in which he's facing a drawing of himself, the swimmer, and the seal in the pool. I've enlarged the self-portrait, which is one of my favorites.

This man must have the best perspective eye for detail - it's just mind-boggling to me. Wish I had that quality - and wish I could apply it to my writing.

So I thought. What does make 3-D writing? What is it that makes a story "pop" when others are flat? To quote Leslie Wainger of Harlequin, "It's all in the execution." But what does that mean? To me, it means 3 things: perspective (how we as the writer view something), details (and here's where execution really comes in...not so much the LY adverbs and adjectives so much as the information itself), and delivery (grammar, style, and voice).

Feel free to correct me if you have a better plan, but for me, that's what execution boils down to: how we view our material, the manner in which we tell the story, and the polish and finesse we use in our presentation.

Considering last evening's depressing blog, I thought I'd come up with some things that pertain to writing, but I couldn't resist a little art along with it. This cartoon that supposedly depicts evidence of global warming tickled my funny bone.


Now if you really want to go deep with me, apply all of the above to yesterday’s blog. What was it about that story that made it 'pop', made the public pay attention, have reactions (albeit negative ones)? The material was something close to many of us...a child, and the details--meaning the information itself, plus the stark/frank/candid delivery...all combined to make for a gut-wrenching moment as we read what happened. I'm not saying that it takes horror (although it's a kewl genre when we're reading fiction) to get a reaction out of a reader. I'm saying that the elements listed above apply to all genres. I can't take credit for the writers who wrote about Kevin Underwood. All I can claim are my reactions, my personal feelings.

I really hate making a point, because I'm always afraid I belabor the damn thing, but there you have it. I'm trying to make sense of what happened to Jamie Rose Bolin, and I can't, but I can make sense of how I read the words that described the events, I can analyze what made me react as a reader, and I can apply the techniques to my own writing...maybe. We shall see.

In other news, I've had a few pretty good reviews on Just Desserts. Here are some links for those who care to read them.

Erotic Escapades

Diana’s Reviews

Ecataromance

Thanks for sticking with me - have a great rest of the week.

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At 9:05 AM, Blogger Shesawriter said...

OMG! I love the undies and how they've gradully disappeared! LOL!

 
At 9:58 AM, Blogger Sam said...

Don't you just love Beever's work??
Amazing!

 
At 4:17 PM, Blogger Melany said...

Congrats on the great reviews! I love his work. How very cool.

And i like your analogy to the post you made yesterday. *shivers* that guy is just plain scary.

Lany

 
At 8:59 AM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

Thanks, ladies. That guy confessed, by the way, according to the newspapers. I haven't been able to watch it on the television since the other night. Haven't even been able to watch my favorite re-runs of Law & Order. Just as well - lol - I had edits hit me from EC day before yesterday and edits from Samhain yesterday. And I'm either an editor's dream or their worst nightmare - I get my edits back same day or the next day every time, which probably screws with their scheduling and somehow puts the ball back into their court too early.

 

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Monday, April 17, 2006

In the Local News - the Bad Stuff

Sometimes it's damned difficult to be funny. I enjoy humor - I like reading it as well as writing it. And today I needed to do some serious humor writing but just couldn't.

The Kids are watching "The Chronicles of Narnia" tonight - and while I enjoyed Lewis's books, and the movie looks good, this was the last topic of discussion I had with my friend Kat before she died last month. I'd phoned her to let her know the DVD was coming out since her own child loves reading Lewis's books. Then we had some problems with next-door-neighbors and their cockroaches who decided to abandon ship and exodus to our place. Okay, insecticide sprayed, Handyman Don sick from inhaling fumes, etc...but problem hopefully handled.

Then...the capper to the day...this topic plastered all over the evening news...

Many of you know my whereabouts, and I've been asked if I know anything about the murder of the little 10-yr-old girl in Purcell, Oklahoma this past week. I don't know any more than the rest of you, but here are the links for those who wish to pursue the subject.

Don't read this next part if you have a weak stomach. The alleged killer's name is Kevin Underwood, and this is what the police discovered:

Oklahoma State Bureau of Investigation agents executing warrants at the apartment of Kevin Ray Underwood seized a decorative dagger, a hack saw, duct tape, meat tenderizer, barbecue skewers, a duffel bag, a computer, a wooden cutting board and a videotape about a serial killer, Tompkins said. They also found a bicycle under a bed and a mug, both of which belonged to the victim, Tompkins said.

“Regarding a potential motive, this appears to have been part of a plan to kidnap a person, rape them, torture them, kill them, cut off their head, drain the body of blood, rape the corpse, eat the corpse, then dispose of the organs and bones,” Tompkins said.

This is his blog, and as you can see if you visit it, he did indeed post the day after the child went missing. If you click on his profile, you’ll see his question and the answer he gave: If you were a cannibal, what would you wear to dinner? ~ The skin of last night's main course.

Huff is a true crime writer, and he’s already dealing with Court TV on doing some articles on Underwood. His first blog about Underwood (who also went by SubSpecies23) is quite chilling. Huff and his cronies are delving into the psyche of what makes a serial killer, and Underwood has given them plenty to write about. They're still tracking down all of his blogs and websites.

I'm just thankful he was captured early before another child went missing. Something like this tests the fabric of my being...and I'm not sure I could live up to the principles I've set for myself if I was alone with this man and had the means to do him harm.

I'm not even related to Jamie Rose Bolin, and already I'm ill just trying to do what is supposed to come naturally to me...be a smart ass, be funny, write, produce, create. And this is all the space I wish to devote to such a person.

As for "The Chronicles of Narnia", Roger Ebert had a marvelous review of the movie if you care to read it. I'd forgotten that Lewis and Tolkien were buddies until I read Ebert's review. Maybe I'll warm up to the idea of watching the film at a later date. More about the books here.

Somebody tell a joke or something. Hit me with politics, like why we should never have said 'okay, do what you want' to the Russians and their nukes, considering when they went bankrupt the fuckers sold everything to everyone else who offered money. Give me a good movie review, a good piece of Hollyweird gossip. Enthrall me with a Lewis-like compendium of stories that will take away the images I have in my head of a 10-yr-old girl's last moments in the hands of a killer who by all accounts was sane...just sick. Question me as to why I usually oppose the death penalty but why right now I could pull the switch myself when they execute the man who could do such a thing.

Remind me of why I write, why I make up my own characters and worlds when I can and why I read yours. Explain to me why I weep for a girl I never knew and why my heart breaks for the killer's family. I have no answers to anything but one thought...I know why I become a hermit so often. Because caring hurts.

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At 7:56 AM, Blogger Kris Starr said...

Oh. Oh, Lyn. I wish I could just throw out something witty for you, but I can't, either.

I'm fighting back the tears, myself, for that sweet, innocent little girl who didn't ask for this to happen to her.

And I am in 100% agreement with you -- I'd be standing right there beside you, helping you flip that damned switch.

This is why I tend to not watch the news or read the paper. This stuff just puts a gigantic knot in my stomach.

I read a statistic recently that said 65,000 children in Canada go missing every year. (I haven't researched the number, but I think that includes *all* reports, even the ones of kids who turn up a few hours later, having been at a friend's house. Regardless.) Sometimes I try to wrap my brain around stuff like that, and I just can't.

Sorry for babbling on in your comments, but just wanted you to know I'm thinking of you. {{{{{Lyn}}}}}

 
At 8:37 AM, Blogger Rinda Elliott said...

Lyn, I haven't been able to blog because of this. I hid the details from my daughter and yesterday, she came home from school crying. The kids told her what happened.

Both of my children asked me last night why anyone would do this? There is no answer.

I wish I could think of something witty, but it's just not there yet.

 
At 10:43 AM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

Thanks, Kris and Rinda. I almost didn't post this, but I had to, not just to voice my own feelings, but to encourage anyone with children in their lives to watch them carefully, talk to them honestly without alarming them, make them feel safe and secure but give them the means to help themselves when possible.

But how do you help them feel safe when the evil lives next door, when Evil is the person serving you a burger at Carl's, Jr or working beside you?...Or in the case of his own family, when you've given birth to it, nurtured and raised it, when you call it Family?

When I began blogging it was primarily to use it as a tool in the writer's toolbox, something that would give voice to the "writer", not to me personally, because I feel I have a voice - too often usually. But this...I think this just served to slam home to me that I AM the writer, that the writer is ME, that the two aren't separate, and whatever I blog about isn't honest if I can't write about what pushes my buttons...good or bad.

But this isn't about me - it's about Jamie. Maybe I'm just trying to make sense of it. IF anything good is supposed to come of something like this, at this point I'm damned if I know what it is.

Thanks for being there...for being my friends. I'm sure while I'm babbling that you understand more than anyone else where I'm coming from to even post this. So thanks.

 
At 11:13 AM, Blogger X. Dell said...

Lyn, Rinda directed me to your site, and it spurred me into looking into the facts of this case. It was an excellent post and I thank you for it. (I also mentioned my appreciation for it on The Write Snark.)

 
At 12:06 PM, Blogger Rinda Elliott said...

OMG, I just clicked on the link. That's a blog I used to read. I can't remember why.

 
At 12:19 PM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

Thanks, X.Dell. Appreciate your words.

 
At 5:36 PM, Blogger Bron said...

Sunny Lyn, yes we care, and caring hurts, but that caring is what seperates us from the people who do terrible things like that.

We weep and grieve and hurt *because* we also understand what it is to love and laugh and to sing and dance with joy.

People like the man who murdered the girl are not capable of either joy or sorrow; there is no caring, no connection. No love, no belly-laughter, no warmth, no simple joys, no cleansing tears, no real friendship. Only an endless emptiness.

So weep and cry and grieve today. That comes from the same place that loves your son, the same place that creates your books, the same place that enables you to belly-laugh with friends, the same place that feels joy at the touch of sun on the skin at the end of winter.

(((((((Sunny Lyn)))))))

 
At 6:56 PM, Blogger Amie Stuart said...

Lyn...his blog SUCKS!!!!

Psst did you laugh?

I feel for you honey, I feel for her parents and his too. Sadly this is why I don't watch the news (much) anymore. Our world is a very ugly place and as parents we fight a daily war between letting our children go and hanging tight to them.

hugs!

 
At 8:11 PM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

Okay, one of you made me cry and the other laugh - thanks Bron and Cece. I needed to be reminded of that last paragraph of yours, Bron.

And Cece, I feel a special "pink" necked sympatico with you - lol.

 
At 6:56 PM, Blogger Merry said...

If you did not care you would be the same as that soulless monster who deserves to die. And yes, I'll help you pull the switch.

We care, we feel, we love and we hold our children closer because of it. Give the babies an extra hug. They may be all grown up, but they'll always be your children and life is too short to not love them every second you can.

 
At 1:14 AM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

Good advice, Merry.

 
At 1:53 AM, Blogger THIS! Christine said...

Well geez, you must think I'm the most insensitive twat on the planet.

I had no idea this was going on (cause I hadn't yet read your blog) when we talked last night. And I really enjoyed our talk, so your despair/melancholy didn't come through at all in IM.

Hugs doll.

X

 
At 8:48 AM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

I think by then I'd gotten through the worst of it, X - that and I was just so delighted to 'see' you. *grin* Thanks for the support.

 

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Friday, April 14, 2006

Some Australian Heat

It's another MELTDOWN!

For those of you who enjoyed Alexis Fleming's Outback Sizzle, with Changeling Press, the follow-up to it, Outback Meltdown debuted earlier this week. This one involves a swearing Aussie parrot, an American in a fix, and the Australian female cop who'd like nothing better than to keep him shirtless and handcuffed.



Outback Meltdown
by Alexis Flemingcover art by Karen Fox
ISBN (10): 1-59596-338-3 ISBN (13): 978-1-59596-338-3
Genre(s): Humor and Satire
Length: Novella (12k - 28k words)

read an excerpt

WARNING: EROTIC

I'd also like to tease you with a book by the fabulous Cat Marsters, an English pal who writes for Changeling as well as Ellora's Cave. Here's Cat's latest with Changeling:


Sundown, Inc: What Wizards Want
by Cat Marsterscover art by Sahara Kelly
ISBN (10): 1-59596-311-1 ISBN (13): 978-1-59596-311-6
Genre(s): Paranormal, Humor and Satire, Urban Fantasy
Theme(s): Interracial, Witches, Wizards & Magic
Length: Novella (12k - 28k words)

Five Things You Never Knew About Wizards

1. You don’t need all the proper crystal ball-type props to do real magic. Although things can get kind of interesting when you improvise.

2. There is no wizard academy full of jolly thrills and spills. You get pushed in at the deep end, and only the really lucky ones get a nose plug.

3. Faeries like wizards. The same way that humans like pack mules - except we’re way kinder to pack mules.

4. We’re not immune to a shapely female form, although sadly, they’re not as available as I’d like.

5. Sometimes — just sometimes — we get things wrong. And when we do, the results can be pretty spectacular.

How many pirate queens have you freed lately?


Have a fabulous weekend, everybody. I'm planting veggies and herbs and flowers...I've been nursing a cold well over a week and am gonna try kicking it in the butt. For those on the road, be safe - enjoy the holiday (Easter is Sunday), and save me some chocolate eggs & bunnies.

Okay, okay, okay...diabetic here just got smacked by conscience. Save me some carrots.

Oooh, oooh (reminiscent of Horshack on "Welcome Back Cotter")...addendum to this blog post. I love reading astrologer Madeleine Hill, and her blog post on FENG SHUI for Spring just can’t be beat for uplifting my spirits. Give this post a look and see if you don't feel energized about doing some spiritual spring cleaning.

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At 8:02 AM, Blogger Amie Stuart said...

Hope you have a happy and quiet Easter weekend!

 
At 3:43 PM, Anonymous Doug Hoffman said...

Hey Lyn! Here's the URL for the saltwater chicken recipe. Let me know if you try it.

 
At 9:14 PM, Blogger Merry said...

I'm back!

Feel better, enjoy your new space, eat well, keep laughing and BEHAVE. Well, I know that last is a tall order. Do the best you can LOL.

I promise to blog at the old place soon...did you see the Construction Dairy?

www.constructiondiarystahels.blogspot.com

Love, Merry

 
At 2:46 AM, Blogger Sam said...

Oh Sotp! LOL
Too funny. Is it for real?
Have a GREAT Easter -
hugs -
Sam
PS thanks for the head's up for the books - I have Cat's book and would love to get the other two - drool, drool!

 
At 12:29 PM, Blogger Daisy Dexter Dobbs said...

The books sound like great reading, Lyn. And I’m still laughing over the “SOTP” in the street. Hilarious!

Wishing you a happy diabetic-chocolate-filled Easter. ;-)

 
At 8:38 PM, Blogger Jordan Summers said...

Love Maddie's stuff. Always a positive force on the web.

 
At 3:33 PM, Blogger Shesawriter said...

I actually have that last picture. It's hilarious. BTW, that guy's pants are unzipped dangerously low. :-)

 
At 9:42 PM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

THANKS, Cece - it was. THANKS, Doug - yeah, gotta try that recipe! Merry, I've been keeping up no those photos and love, love, love 'em.

Sam, Daisy, Jordon, and Tanya, it's ALWAYS great to see you!!! (and yeah, Sam, I fear that photo was the real deal - lol)

 

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Monday, April 10, 2006

News About Town, Country, & City



One of my favorite cover artists is also a writer, and he has a new story out with Samhain - by all accounts it's well worth the read (and it's SHORT for those of you who like quickies *snort*). Carpenter’s home page is here.

Also, available now, is a book by a friend, and Ari's book is garnering a lot of great reviews. Ari’s home page is here.


Joke of the day from Janet (pronounced Ja-nette):

Converting a Bear

A priest, a Pentecostal preacher and a Rabbi all served as chaplains to the students of Northern Michigan University in Marquette. They would get together two or three times a week for coffee and to talk shop.

One day, someone made the comment that preaching to people isn't really all that hard. A real challenge would be to preach to a bear. One thing led to another and they decided to do an experiment They would all go out into the woods, find a bear, preach to it, and attempt to convert it.

Seven days later, they're all together to discuss the experience.

Father Flannery, who has his arm in a sling, is on crutches, and has various bandages, goes first."Well," he says, "I went into the woods to find me a bear. An when I found him I began to read to him from the Catechism. Well, that bear wanted nothing to do with me and began to slap me around. So I quickly grabbed my holy water, sprinkled him and, Holy Mary Mother of God, he became as gentle a lamb. The bishop is coming out next week to give him first communion and confirmation."

Reverend Billy Bob spoke next. He was in a wheelchair, with an arm and both legs in casts, and an IV drip. In his best fire and brimstone oratory he claimed, " WELL brothers, you KNOW that we don't sprinkle! I went out and I FOUND me a bear. And then I began to read to my bear from God's HOLY WORD! But that bear wanted nothing to do with me. So I took HOLD of him and we began to wrestle. We wrestled down one hill, UP another and DOWN another until we came to a creek. So I quick DUNKED him and BAPTIZED his hairy soul. And just like you said, he became as gentle as a lamb. We spent the rest of the day praising Jesus."

They both looke! d down a t the rabbi, who was lying in a hospital bed. He was in a body cast and traction with IV's and monitors running in and out of him. He was in bad shape. The rabbi looks up and says, "Looking back on it, circumcision may not have been the best way to start things out with my bear".

Handyman Don News/Update:

Don is recovering nicely from a car wreck this weekend. He was involved in a hit and run accident and banged his head and shoulder pretty good, but is expected to recover fully. Injuries of the other driver are unknown due to the fact that they left the scene before Don could exit his vehicle. Other vehicle was a ruby red SUV of undetermined make and model.


Some of you have asked about the fires in Oklahoma, I'm safe, but they've hit all around me the past few weeks. We don't so much as fart outside, though.

Personal ad of the day:

SINGLE BLACK FEMALE seeks male companionship, ethnicity unimportant. I'm a very good girl who LOVES to play. I love long walks in the woods, riding in your pickup truck, hunting, camping and fishing trips, cozy winter nights lying by the fire. Candlelight dinners will have me eating out of your hand. I'll be at the front door when you get home from work; wearing only what nature gave me. Call (404) 555-5555 and ask for Daisy, I'll be waiting....



Friends are so cool. Kate sent me the news that ecata had given my first Ellora’s Cave book a major 5-star kudos. You can read the review here.

And last but not least...food for thought:

Two Wolves

One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, "My son, the battle is between two 'wolves' inside us all.


One wolf is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority and ego."


"The other wolf is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith."

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, "Which wolf wins?"


The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."

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At 1:31 PM, Blogger Sam said...

Congrats on your Five Star review at e-cataromance! Wow!
And LOL about the joke with the bears!

 
At 3:53 PM, Blogger Shesawriter said...

"ecata had given my first Ellora’s Cave book a major 5-star kudos"

Congratulations, Lyn! That's wonderful news, lady!

 
At 11:27 AM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

thank you, thank you *takes bow*

I have a really difficult time posting reviews...always makes me feel weird, so thanks for the feedback.

 

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Friday, April 07, 2006

Chillin' Out 4/7/06

I spent from 3 pm yesterday until this morning nursing a miserable cold, only got out of bed if necessary and then not for long. Dreamed continuously and woke up thinking today is Saturday - well, I suppose it is SOMEWHERE, just not here. So I won't even attempt being clever this morning. Will just fish out of my 'friends' folder for some things to amuse us.

Pre-Easter goodies from friends..."The Catholic Blonde" from Mary Ellen: On their honeymoon, the blonde bride slipped into a sexy nightie and, with great anticipation, crawled into bed, only to find that her new Catholic husband had settled down on the couch. When she asked him why he was apparently not going to make love to her, he replied, "It's Lent." In tears, she remarked, "Well, that is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard! Who did you lend it to, and for how long?"

From Kris:


Click Here for the card Janet sent me.

Optical illusions:

good & evil

optical & illusion

teach & learn


Today's words of wisdom shared by Handyman Don:

The first product to have a bar code was Wrigley's gum.

Turtles can breathe through their butts.

Dentists have recommended that a toothbrush be kept at least six (6) feet away from a toilet to avoid airborne particles resulting from the flush. (eeewwww!!! I'm gonna keep my toothbrush in the living room now!)

Feel free to leave your own bits of useless trivia or complaints - I shall forward them to the appropriate bin.

Have a great weekend, everyone.

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At 11:21 AM, Blogger Rinda Elliott said...

That teach thang drove me nuts! I love that chocolate bunny one. I was going to put that on my blog this month, too. (g)

Take care. Get better. Rinda's orders.

 
At 6:15 AM, Blogger Sam said...

LOL for the bunnies and the easter card!!
Eeewww about the toothbrush.
Too funny about the blonde and Lent!

 
At 9:20 AM, Blogger Shesawriter said...

ROFLOL! Hope his arse gets better. :-)

 

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Monday, April 03, 2006

Lyn Cash, Bobbie Cole, Heather Rae Scott, & Alexis Fleming

It's no longer March, so here's the cover again - I can't help myself.

If you're not receiving Lady Jaided, the Ellora’s Cave Newsletter, you're missing a treat. This is the second edition, from what I understand, and it's chock full of interesting information, such as an article on why/how there are specific pet names for genatlia, such as men's being more weapon-oriented while women's are food-oriented. I laughed so hard through the first reading that I feared I'd missed something so went back and read it again.

There's a compendium of sexual arcana, an article on culinary delights, and a write-up on their fetish of the month. Even if you don't read or write erotic romance, this colorful newsletter is entertaining. There are even articles and tips on writing .

Here's the interview they did on moi:

What you notice right away about Lyn Cash from her books and her blog is her tremendous lust for life and all the pleasures that come with it. Her first book for EC, Just Desserts, combines her passion for writing, for food, for laughter, and for, well, passion. She characterizes it as, "a comedic erotic romance about a cookbook author who can't cook, and his new editor who unwittingly commits him to a public cooking contest." The author, a sexy Cajun/Cherokee named Jackson, "has to master Cherries Jubilee and Beef Flambé with his nemesis nearby and his editor, who drives him wild with desire, right there beside him."

In addition to a damn entertaining story with plenty of sexual tension and a strong sense of place, the book offers an extra gift: Each chapter opens with a recipe that's part of the plot, from a dirty martini to an oatmeal mask. We can't wait to try Belle's Breakfast Casserole.

There was more, but that's pretty much a breakdown of the premise and a tease for the recipes. One thing that has pleased me no end is that EC has already done the legwork for me as far as sending the manuscript out for reviews...as in several of them. And I couldn't be happier with the promotion and advertising they've given me.

If you’ve considered writing for Ellora’s Cave and want further information, here are the guidelines from an article done last year (I think – it may be newer than that).

Saturday, May 6th, Samhain authors are holding an all-day (as in way into the evening) chat with readers, and you're welcome to join me. My time for chatting and posting excerpts is slotted for 10-11 am EST unless things change. I'll keep you posted. I'll have 2 mainstream novels under Bobbie Cole plus an erotic novella under Lyn Cash to promote, although the only book of mine coming out in May with Samhain is Leaving Mama. And here is the cover for that one to the right.
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ADDENDUM: Scott Carpenter was the artist for Leaving Mama, The Last Thing I Expected, and A Handyman's Best Tool.

My friend Heather Rae Scott has her first book debuting with Samhain the same month, the week before my book. I've read this one, and it is CUTE and FUNNY and a nice read. The following two books in her series are equally enjoyable.

Heather and I are part of the same online critique group, The Belfry Collective.

And before I wrap this up, I have to brag on my friend Alexis Fleming, whose last book with Samhain earned her a 5-star (out of 5) review with Romance Junkies. Alex writes hysterically funny erotic romance with her natural Aussie flair.

Alexis is another Belfry Bat - what can I say? BAT POWER!!! - lol

If any of you are interested in writing for Samhain, here is their home website and here are their submisson guidelines. They have been FABULOUS to work with, by the way. Very author friendly.
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For those who want a great explanation and some terrific photos of leucistic animals, see Doug Hoffman’s blog. Read his blog about how to piss off your doctor while you're over there - ha ha ha.

Oh - one more thing, from my friend Janet. WOW OH WOW - this is kewl IMO. This Wednesday at 2 minutes and 3 seconds after 1 the time and date will be: (are you ready?)

01:02:03 04/ 05/ 06

Have a great week, all.

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At 9:40 AM, Blogger Sam said...

Samhain looks like it has some terrific books - I bought one and loved it so far.

 
At 5:51 PM, Blogger Shesawriter said...

Those covers are fabulous. I'm going to have check Samhain out.

 
At 5:51 PM, Blogger Shesawriter said...

That is: "I'm going to have to check Samhain out." I type faster than I can think. LOL!

 
At 9:08 PM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

tee-hee, Tanya. Hey, Sam. If either of you are interested in Samhain as a publisher for your own work, they publish everything - contemporary romance, erotic romance, historical, mainstream, mystery, chick lit - and so far they have been truly fabulous to me.

 
At 9:10 PM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

By the way - Scott Carpenter is the chief artist. He was the ONLY one, but they've grown so fast that he has at least one assistant/junior artist. He did my first two covers for Loose Id plus my mainstream cover for Samhain that's debuting end of May. Fabulous artist.

 
At 6:52 AM, Blogger Rae said...

I forgot to tell you how awesome it feels to have MY book cover sandwhiched in between yours and Alex. What a high.

I think I need the bucket tho. *gg*

Thanks, Lynn. =)

 

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Saturday, April 01, 2006

Some Weekend Silliness

It's been raining and the wolf-hound has the farts. I swear, the dog could peel paint from the walls.

Things have just been moving kinda fast - new home, new books coming out, no time to devote to any one thing in particular. So I'm taking the weekend to do more laundry (I want everything hanging up or folded and put away by Monday so that everyone can find everything they thought they'd lost or thrown away during the move). We've had sporadic meals, a hodge-podge of whatever was available to fix. So I think what happened with the wolf is that someone slipped him part of a beef enchilada the other night, and...well...Mother Nature took over.

Wisdom from Don the Handyman for you weekend party-goers:

THINGS THAT ARE DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK:
1. Innovative
2. Preliminary
3. Proliferation
4. Cinnamon T

THINGS THAT ARE VERY DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK:
1. Specificity
2. British Constitution
3. Passive-aggressive disorder

THINGS THAT ARE DOWNRIGHT IMPOSSIBLE TO SAY WHEN DRUNK:
1. Thanks, but I don't want to have sex.
2. Nope, no more beer for me.
3. Sorry, but you're not really my type.
4. Good evening, officer. Isn't it lovely out tonight?
5. Oh, I couldn't. No one wants to hear me sing

Another joke from Janet:

MAD WIFE DISEASE

A guy was sitting quietly reading his paper when his wife walked up behind him and whacked him on the head with a magazine.

"What was that for?" he asked.

"That was for the piece of paper in your pants pocket with the name Laura Lou written on it," she replied.

"Two weeks ago when I went to the races, Laura Lou was the name of one of the horses I bet on," he explained.

"Oh honey, I'm sorry,"she said. "I should have known there was a good explanation.

Three days later he was watching a ballgame on TV when she walked up and hit him in the head again, this time with the iron skillet, which knocked him out cold. When he came to he asked, "What was that for?"

She replied, "Your horse called."

And even though I 'should' save this one for autumn, ya get it now - but before you get too bent out of shape, I like my football and my Oklahoma teams. These were just funny IMO:

BIG TWELVE FOOTBALL JOKES

(1) What does the average Texas player get on his SATs? ...........Drool.

(2) What do you get when you put 32 Texas Tech cheerleaders in one room? ..........A full set of teeth.

(3) How do you get a Iowa State cheerleader into your dorm room? ...........Grease her hips and push.

(4) How do you get a University of Oklahoma graduate off your porch? ......Pay him for the pizza.

(5) How do you know if a Nebraska football player has a girlfriend? ..........There is tobacco spit on both sides of his pickup

(6) Why is the Colorado football team like a possum? ...........Because they play dead at home and get killed on the road.

(7) What are the longest three years of a University of Kansas football player's life? .........His freshman year.

(8) How many Missouri freshmen does it take to change a light bulb? ..........None. That's a sophomore course.

(9) Where was O. J. headed in the white Bronco? .Manhattan, Kansas. He knew that the police would never look at KSU for a Heisman Trophy winner.

AND FINALLY (drum roll and cymbal crash.....)

(10) Why did Oklahoma State choose orange as their team color?

...........You can wear it to the game on Saturday, hunting on Sunday, and picking up trash along the highways the rest of the week.


And to end this blog of silliness...this one rather touched me - it's a senior biker & his babe. But...what? No bitch bar???

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At 5:36 PM, Blogger Shesawriter said...

"How do you get a Iowa State cheerleader into your dorm room? ...........Grease her hips and push."

BWAAAAAAHHAHAHHA!

 

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