Archives for September 2011

A Place Of One’s Own

I’ve been thinking about Place a lot – place in the physical sense. But place in the physical sense translates to place in the spiritual sense, I think.

I moved away from the town where I grew up about twenty-five years ago. My mother, on the other hand, has never lived anywhere else. She’s always lived within 5 miles of where she lives now. My mother’s parents and grandparents and great-grandparents are all buried in the town cemetery. My father is buried there.

What’s In A Name?

Sometimes as I drive to work, I amuse myself by checking out the names of the roads on my way and wondering about them.

Yup. That’s me. Living the dream.

Anyway. The roads I take are a little strange, because they’re a combination of old twisty-turny farm roads and newer roads around subdivisions. I always wonder why the roads are named the way they are.

Some roads around here are named after people. “Brunner”. “Stryker”. Or, in that straightforward Pennsylvania Dutch way, for pieces of equipment – “Sickle”. “Chock”.

Random Notes

These are a few random things I keep forgetting to tell you. You know how I am.

First – to everyone who has read my book or wants to read my book, THANK YOU! Seriously. And thank you for your support and well-wishes. If you’ve, um, supported and well-wished me. LOL

Next – to everyone who has taken the time to review my book on Goodreads, Amazon, B&N, or wherever, THANK YOU! I appreciate all of the trouble you’ve gone to. If you’ve read the book, and you feel the urge to review, the reviews really do help. And if you review, please, please be honest. Unless you’re my sister. Then you have to give me 5 stars. 😀

The Day I Think I Scared Baryshnikov

One interesting fact about myself I did give to Carina Press to post on their Twitter feed is my belief that I scared Baryshnikov one day. Since this was a defining moment in my life, I thought I’d give you the whole story.

So, my friend Lisa and I were in New York City. We were in our early twenties, probably 21 or 22 and, like all other young adults going to NYC, we had been to the Metropolitan Museum of Art.

Yes, as a matter of fact, we WERE geeks.

I am still a geek. Lisa, on the other hand, is very cool.

Rejected Interesting Facts

As you may, or may not, know, Carina Press asked me to come up with three interesting facts about myself to use during the release week promotion for HOLD ME.

Oy! Can there be a more daunting task? Part of the problem was that the two most interesting facts about me are:

1. I wrote a book
2. It got published

And frankly, those seemed just a little too obvious (since it was the book…being…promoted…).

Fortunately, I finally did come up with a few things. But today I thought I’d share some of the interesting facts about me that I rejected along the way. So, here we go!

Finally Fall

Boy, last week was one of THOSE weeks. A week when you want to  throw back your head and howl to the (full) moon “I am not an animal! I am a human being! AAAOOOOOOOO!!!!”

But everything’s okay now, because at some point during the week Fall arrived.

I missed the arrival – I was trapped in my cubicle, tied to a computer, eyes bleeding. But when I woke up on Saturday morning I said myself, “Self, this feels like FALL!”