Skip to main content

I missed August's posting

Hey you beautiful guys and dolls!

I missed posting in August, but I have a really good reason....

My daughter just had her third baby, and I've been in Germany visiting her and spoiling grand babies.

Woo-Hoo!!!!!!!!!!!

Just got home this week and went straight to the hospital. My mom had heart surgery. We hope this is the last one (she's already had one heart surgery) but the Dr says if she needs another one, they will be putting a pacemaker in, which she really doesn't want. All thoughts and prayers appreciated.

See you Wednesday !!

Until then, keep writing.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Click here for the Celebrate the Small Things Blog Hop Click here for the WIP it Good Blog Fest Happy Friday y'all!!
3 comments
Read more

Friday's post

Hey all:) I'm taking today and this weekend off. A very, VERY dear, sweet, and close friend of my family passed away this week. And we just got word that his wife's brother, (whom I love like a mother) died last night. So she is dealing with the death of her husband and her brother. Enjoy your weekend, my friends, and hold those you love close. You never know when they will be gone. I will return on Monday, and will have workshop classes every day next week.
8 comments
Read more

Writer In Motion CP feedback

Hey beautiful guys and dolls! Here it is! My CP feedback edited story. Had a hard time with this, but I hope it makes sense. I've got a post I'm working on I plan to put up after Thanksgiving. Here ya go. Enjoy... Every morning I wake to carnival day.  Today, though, I have my key. If I don’t use it before midnight, my way of escape will gone. It’s a silver key with a twisted metal handle, a sapphire stone half moon and engraved stars. There’s a tiny inscription on the moon, but it’s so small, I’ve never been able to read it.I’ve always kept mine in my jewelry box, but today, I string it on a ribbon and tie it around my neck. My two best friends will be wearing theirs, too, and I wonder how they will escape this carnival of dreams. “What’s it for?” Cress asks as we stand in line for the swings. I run my fingertips over the entire silver surface. “I don’t know. It belonged to my grandmother,” I say. “Whatever.” She shrugs her shoulder in a dismissive way. “Have
9 comments
Read more