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Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Modern Day Spring City Cycling Club
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Author Page
And here's the author page for OnStage Publishing!
http://www.onstagepublishing.com/authors.php
See me?
http://www.onstagepublishing.com/authors.php
See me?
Sunday, February 12, 2012
And it's live.....NOW!!!!!!!!
http://www.amazon.com/Huntsville-1892-Clara-Wanda-Vaughn/dp/0979085764/ref=sr_1_4?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1329080093&sr=1-4
You may now order your very own copy of CLARA!!!
Still arranging to have it in local Huntsville gift shops. I'll let you know where else it becomes available as I know. And I'm sure there are a couple of book signings in the works!
Somebody pinch me! I must be dreaming!!! (just kidding. please don't pinch!)
You may now order your very own copy of CLARA!!!
Still arranging to have it in local Huntsville gift shops. I'll let you know where else it becomes available as I know. And I'm sure there are a couple of book signings in the works!
Somebody pinch me! I must be dreaming!!! (just kidding. please don't pinch!)
Monday, February 6, 2012
Like Waiting For Christmas!
Still waiting to have my hot little hands on a copy of CLARA! And still waiting for you to hold one, too!
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.
Sigh.
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.
Sigh.
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
So Much News, So Little Time!
Clara is coming! Clara is coming!
Huntsville, 1892: CLARA, the first in the Alabama Girls book series, is at the pinting press as I type! What does that mean?
In two weeks, give or take, I will be able to hold the dream-come-true in my hands! If I could give you an exact date, I would. I will post updates. Watch this space!
It means that Birmingham, 1933: ALICE needs to hurry up and get written! Yes, this blog languished while I've researched and begun work on book #2.
It means that I'll have to touch base with the kind folks who want me to speak about my books. Watch this space for appearances and radio interview information!
And with the coming book, I'm sure the blog will be tossed around. Wonder what it will look like after the dust settles?
Huntsville, 1892: CLARA, the first in the Alabama Girls book series, is at the pinting press as I type! What does that mean?
In two weeks, give or take, I will be able to hold the dream-come-true in my hands! If I could give you an exact date, I would. I will post updates. Watch this space!
It means that Birmingham, 1933: ALICE needs to hurry up and get written! Yes, this blog languished while I've researched and begun work on book #2.
It means that I'll have to touch base with the kind folks who want me to speak about my books. Watch this space for appearances and radio interview information!
And with the coming book, I'm sure the blog will be tossed around. Wonder what it will look like after the dust settles?
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Happy Thanksgiving!!!!
I have so much to thank God for this year.
For His Gift of salvation.
For the family I was born into. Mom, Dad, Terica and Donna -- love y'all to pieces!
For the family I gathered along the way --for Scott, Nyssa and Natalie, the inlaws and outlaws. All of 'em!
For my home and other tangible things.
For stargazing with the hubby.
For the chance to do what I love - write!
For my writer's critique group members - both present and past. The WYSIUR folks rock!
For the BEACH BABES. You three keep me on my toes and challenge me to do my best, even when it means throwing out chapter 3!
For my editor, Dianne - she pushes me to do more than I knew I could, and she believes in me! Wow!
For the folks at church who love me anyway.
For fuzzy friends who give me a lick to let me know they love me, too.
And in case you didn't catch the pattern, it's the people in my life I'm most thankful for.
I love you, everyone.
For His Gift of salvation.
For the family I was born into. Mom, Dad, Terica and Donna -- love y'all to pieces!
For the family I gathered along the way --for Scott, Nyssa and Natalie, the inlaws and outlaws. All of 'em!
For my home and other tangible things.
For stargazing with the hubby.
For the chance to do what I love - write!
For my writer's critique group members - both present and past. The WYSIUR folks rock!
For the BEACH BABES. You three keep me on my toes and challenge me to do my best, even when it means throwing out chapter 3!
For my editor, Dianne - she pushes me to do more than I knew I could, and she believes in me! Wow!
For the folks at church who love me anyway.
For fuzzy friends who give me a lick to let me know they love me, too.
And in case you didn't catch the pattern, it's the people in my life I'm most thankful for.
I love you, everyone.
Monday, November 21, 2011
The Best Laid Plans....
Sat down to work today -- I'd had my shower, I was dressed in clothes and not pjs, breakfast cooked and eaten, coffee mug by my side. I got a good hour or so in when
RING
my fearless hunter hubby calls. His jeep is out of gas. (not his fault, it's a faulty guage) Could I bring him the jug of gas from the shop? Oh. And could I grab the insurance bill? And while I'm at it, could I grab that jury duty check so we can deposit it?
SO
I rescue dear hubby and head down the mountain to cash the check. I took a different way home and saw a lady pushing her SUV down Hwy 231. I couldn't have that. I found a place to park my car and hurried to help. Within a minute or two there were two guys helping us push, too. We made it safely to the gas station and all was well.
THEN
got home to find hubby sitting on the porch swing. He didn't have his house key. I let us in and we had lunch.
Did I get as much done as I had planned? Not even close. But hey -- it's not everyday that you get to rescue two people.
Just call me....WANDA WOMAN (cue theme music)
RING
my fearless hunter hubby calls. His jeep is out of gas. (not his fault, it's a faulty guage) Could I bring him the jug of gas from the shop? Oh. And could I grab the insurance bill? And while I'm at it, could I grab that jury duty check so we can deposit it?
SO
I rescue dear hubby and head down the mountain to cash the check. I took a different way home and saw a lady pushing her SUV down Hwy 231. I couldn't have that. I found a place to park my car and hurried to help. Within a minute or two there were two guys helping us push, too. We made it safely to the gas station and all was well.
THEN
got home to find hubby sitting on the porch swing. He didn't have his house key. I let us in and we had lunch.
Did I get as much done as I had planned? Not even close. But hey -- it's not everyday that you get to rescue two people.
Just call me....WANDA WOMAN (cue theme music)
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