Book Things

If you have not read Cemetery Tours, Between Worlds or After Death, you must! They are amazing books that even made me love ghost stories! Jacqueline E. Smith is a writer you don’t want to miss.

A Platform of Sorts

Hello, friends.  Well, today I’ve barely made it out of bed.  It’s just one of those icky sick days that kind of knocks you off your feet and punches you in the face.  Needless to say, I have not been very productive at all.  That’s why this post will be pretty short.  In fact, it’s basically just going to be me sharing a few new reviews and book covers.

The Cemetery Tours reviews go something like this:

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Friendly reminder that the Cemetery Tours eBook is only $2.99 on Kindle!

After Death has a few new reviews too, but this one is my favorite:

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Finally, a few book cover updates!  First of all, I designed the back cover for Backstage, the highly anticipated sequel to Boy Band:

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I also designed a cover to my new NaNoWriMo project.  I’m still not 100% set on the title or on the…

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And the Days Went By

Over the weekend, my class had it’s 40 year reunion. 40 years!!  Sadly, I was unable to attend, but I heard it went swimmingly well. The photos I’ve seen look like a good time was had by all .

So, while he was in town for the reunion, I had lunch with my old (and I don’t mean old ), but my long time friend, David Chenoweth. David and I have known each other almost all our lives, but have only lately become good friends. David is in the second row, second from left in this, my third grade photo. We didn’t hang with each other in school much because, well, David was a little on the mischievous side and my mother knew everyone in town. Literally. She was the town hairdresser and you know how people love to talk to their hairdressers. So, in an effort to stay out of trouble, I tended to steer clear of poor David. How I wish that wasn’t the case now. It wasn’t that I never got into trouble. That was just it. I got into trouble enough on my own. What really happened, though by steering clear, I missed out on who knows what opportunities.

I used to be the one who played it safe-you know, break up with the guy before he broke up with you, have one or two friends so that, at least I had a friend. Never have too many friends at once because that is when complications set in. Don’t try out for cheerleader  because someone might laugh at you. Don’t make people mad at you because they may never like you again. Stuff like that. Stuff some of us do as kids.

The closest I ever got to cheerleader was pep squad. By the time I was in high school, I hung out with the “freaks”. You know the ones, they smoked, grew their hair long and were most of the time stoned.  So, I didn’t care to be cheerleader then. Ah, but in Jr. High School, I would have given my eye teeth to cheer. To be on the football field and cheer those boys on while they made touchdown after touchdown, winning the game for us. I was just too scared to try out. No one’s fault but my own.

Anyway, kinda went off topic there for a minute, but the thing both David and I realized were the missed opportunities we had during our school years because we just weren’t equipped to know how to have the necessary what-ever-it-was to go out of our comfort zones and be more than just schoolmates, but to be friends with real depth.

I am so glad that we found each other on facebook and had that first lunch. He is truly a remarkable man and has become a good friend. What is it about one’s fifties that we become more adventurous than ever? I don’t know, but I’m glad it happens!  Encourage your kids to branch out, reach out and just try something during their young years. They may just remember it as the time of their lives!

Oh and by the way, I’m the first kid on the right hand side first row, next to the teacher!


It’s My Party !

I am the baby of my family, so it only makes since that when my birthday comes along, I should celebrate the whole week. After all, that’s what I did as a kid. I announced it was my birthday week on the Sunday. I still do. I like to make the whole week special. I might not do anything different than I do any other day, but the difference is inside. Have you ever wondered what that feeling inside was long about the time of your birthday? It’s you! It’s that excited feeling you get at Christmas even though you are 58 years old, the excitement you feel when it’s finally fall, the excitement you feel when it is your own birthday or even the excitement when you have planned a surprise for someone else and you can’t wait to give it to them. And it’s the excitement you feel when your book is being released. Impervious excitement. Unbridled excitement. Going to the fair excitement. Six Flags excitement.

I know people moan and groan when their birthday rolls around. But,  I really think deep down inside we all feel that excitement. I don’t think birthday excitement will ever wane for me- not even if I live to be 100!

So, please excuse my excitement. Birthdays have always been special and it will always be so. Oh, and when is the actual day? Why thank you for asking. I’ll just put it here, so you won’t forget!