VOICEOVER

December Can Be Sombering

2011-12-22T06:31:00.000-06:00

Okay, Lord this has been one of those weeks where survival and everything rested totally in Your hands. I was at a loss and I waited.. Thank you so much for your healing powers and protection over my sister. Thank you for the peace and strength you have given my nieces and nephew as they deal with the illness of their mother and passing of their grandfather. It has been a trying week for them.
Thank you for the awesome gift you gave my sister when you placed her husband in her life. Bless him as he lays his dad to rest. I've been there so many Decembers ago. New Years Eve has never been the same.
Give them joy on Christmas morning, respite from worry, and the faith to continue believing.
JOY TO THE WORLD http://youtu.be/K-ppT0uIDMw

Grow the Hell Up-Obama is Not Magical

2011-12-19T12:18:00.000-06:00

Forget what America thinks now, think about what America thought in 2008. In delusion and unfairness, we voted Obama into office with the biggest anchor around his neck. It was assumed he was going to be the 'magical negro'. The one who was going to fix all of our problems. The soft spoken, nonthreatening spirit guide who always seemed to save the white man or teach him something he was missing spiritually, morally, or educationally and after doing so he either dies, disappears, but none the less receives nothing for his troubles. These fictitious character spirits played by stars such as Sidney Poitier, or Will Smith (the greatest 'magical n' in modern times) in Seven Pounds, Bagger Vance and I can't tell you how many other movies. Or John Coffey who played the gentle giant (and why did he die again?) in The Green Mile and if you just sit back, you'll find yourself seeing this lovable yet pitiful spirit in many movies touting a Black man as one of the main characters.

Well, believe it or not, Barack Obama is not a magical negro. He couldn't be if he wanted to because he doesn't fit in the mold. He's not one of those house boys who snitches on his neighbors. He's an educated, honest, hard working family man, who loves his wife. He can't be bamboozled from his goal nor branded with labels such as infidelity or thievery. Since this man doesn't fit the mold and can't be lead around by a ring in his nose, he's not allowed to play the game with the big boys on The Hill and has to fight hard for every bit of progress he makes. Since he doesn't fit the mold as a pliable, yet usable waste of flesh, he has to listen to the ignorant humiliating things spouted about him by worthless contenders for his chair. Since he doesn't fit the mold, he has the call for his death and the death of his innocent children splashed all across the Internet. Worse than that Our President is called a disparaging name and his children labeled as monkeys. What the bloody Hell. This California politician (who lost his bid for city council in Carson, thank goodness) Jules Manson (any kin to Charles?) is crying for Obama's assassination. I don't care how much he loves that goober Ron Paul, he should use his own head when he thinks.

Some Americans would rather back up our progress as a thriving nation and vote in a racist (Ron Paul)Caucasian who truly hates the government than have a flesh and blood Black man as their leader and that's all it boils down to. Tea Partiers are the modern day KKK and the worst part of their campaign is the blind eyed minority following behind them. Idiots. You are the first people who will be thrown to the wolves if that pack of fruitcakes become the rulers of the world. Pay attention, Blacks, the poor, poor Whites and then Mexicans. That's the order of deletion. Read the history books, watch TV people you may learn something. Use your own brain and stop relying on some pompous know-nothing-at-all to make decisions for you. As for getting rid of the government. I laugh at your stupidity. There is no way on earth you can live without the Government in some form in your life. Stay off the sidewalks, don't use the water. Better yet go live off the grid and see how you fare.

I never heard Obama say he would cure all America's ills. I heard him say "Yes We Can". Not 'I' can. He can do nothing without the help of the people, whether they be the common man or the fools hanging around the Capitol being a hindrance. We need to vote some of those idiots out and be damned careful about who we vote in as our leader. Ignore the race card, pick up your ID and your voter's registration card and choose for the better and not the color.

All I can say is, grow the hell up America and face the choices you make without looking for some magical being to carry the weight of your mistakes. No one is willing to die for you.

Birthdays & New Births

2011-08-27T08:42:00.000-05:00

Today is a day of celebration, first my youngest has left the teen years. I am officially the parent of three beautiful women.

Mhia is a baker of awesome pastry. Mel Mellis is her shop on Etsy. Check it out.
Happy birthday, Mhia.

Second, my latest book has been born. D.N.A. is alive! I'm really excited about this one because it's my first venture into YA and it isn't a fantasy.
D.N.A. is the story of a girl who has to handle some major adult situations on her own .

Debney Nichole Armstrong thought she knew everything about her family. She knew her dad worked hard at everything, except building a relationship with his family. She knew her younger brothers were typical little kids, and she knew her mother, for some unknown reason, disliked her first born and only daughter.

On the night before a planned family vacation, Debney is inexplicably excluded. After a bitter argument with her mother at being barred from family vacations, especially one so close to her eighteenth birthday, Debney arranges a romantic dinner with her long time crush. During the chaos of a romantic dinner turned teen party, she learns of the death of her family. Yes, sometimes relationships in families end tragically. People leave; parents die, and lives change. But does it all have to bring out the skeletons in the closet?

What she really needed to know was did her mother contribute to the ‘accident’? Who is the man repeatedly mentioned in her mother’s journals? Where were the bodies of her ten year old twin brothers, and who is the father of the child she now carries? No matter what the answers are, Debney knows, nothing will ever be the same.
Check out a sample from amazon and let me know what you think. Amazon

Celebrating With the Big Dogs

2011-07-25T07:13:00.001-05:00

August is here! The 53rd I've seen.

Lol. Excitement abounds. Not only is it the most glorious time of the year...people can not stop talking about August because of the hell raising temperatures, the fact school will be starting (peace will reign in houses again), Ey was born. No doubt other names will be memorialized because they happen to have been born in my month, Obama and the late Michael Jackson. I also share the month with my awesome baby girl, Mhia.

The funny thing is my day of birth will be mentioned quite often this year because Obama just happens to be born on my birthday and as the eldest I claim this date. He will no doubt celebrate in a grand style, I will celebrate with a calm everyday smile and I will be very happy. This will be the first year Jett will celebrate with me. Nothing beyond matters.

Of Cabbages and Kings: It’s Not that Obama’s Naive; It’s Just That the President’s Not White

2011-07-23T07:10:00.002-05:00

From Marianne76

Race has always been a part of the 44th Presidency. It couldn’t help but be. After all, Barack Obama is the first African American to be elected President. John Kennedy was the first Catholic elected to that position. People spoke about how Kennedy’s devotion to Rome would impact upon his legislative agenda, but that only covered his religion. Race, like the poor, is always with society, and it stands to reason that this President’s race, whilst it certainly shouldn’t impact upon his ability to govern, is clearly a problem, overtly and covertly, with various and sundry citizens of the United States, Right and Left.

Of Cabbages and Kings: It’s Not that Obama’s Naive; It’s Just That the President’s Not White

THOUGHT PROVOKING PERSPECTIVES: Killing Us Softly, and Slowly

2011-07-10T10:06:00.000-05:00

I hope the battle isn't over.
THOUGHT PROVOKING PERSPECTIVES: Killing Us Softly, and Slowly
We must stay aware of how the dreams of our parents are being so easily overtaken,, rearranged, changed and destroyed. What will be left will be the self-enamored realism that is not our own. The war for recognition and acceptance as dignified and beyond comical, and degrading will have been fought in vain. Wasted blood.

Sometimes, People Just be Speakin' My Mind

2011-06-14T06:36:00.001-05:00

I'm sharing bits and pieces, but you should go read it..

"Why terrible 99c self-published authors will destroy the book industry!

Mmmm.

Great title for a post, eh?
....
I think I’ve now read and digested enough to come to the following erudite, considered and well thought out conclusion:

The entire thing is horseshit."
http://spaldings-racket.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-terrible-99c-self-published-authors.html?showComment=1308050423661#c8600881403779956916

I'm Ey Wade and I Am an Indie Author

2011-06-12T17:52:00.000-05:00

I guess I should also say, and I'm not ashamed to say it. Though, from things I have read in forums on the internet and in various blogs, I should be hiding my head in the sand for the shame.

To paraphrase a conversational post from a forum, 'no one wants to read a book written by a non-college graduate with 8th or 9th grade reading level'. Wow, such harshness from individuals who aren't bound, gagged or tortured into buying a book from an Indie author. My take on the matter, to each his own. For every one against the Indie there are two or more for us.

Not all of the self-published write poorly and not all of the traditionally published deserve to have a book published. That's just a fact, crap is crap no matter what manner it is produced. The honest truth of the matter is that I as a reader, before becoming a writer, never gave a hoot about the company that published a book. Today, as an adult, I still don't care.
I feel a rant coming on, but I'll shake it off. The other day I read someone complaining about the number of five star reviews the Indie author's receive on their books. What? Why?

Why is it alright for a traditionally published author to receive 5 stars and not any other author? Why is an Indie Author's family and friends called 'sock puppets' because they read and review books and a traditional author's reviewers are the 'legitimate' readers? is it honestly believed all of their (traditional author) reviews come from unknown sources? Ridiculous.

All I can say is this, my family and neither my friends, are illiterates. If they pay for and read my books they become legitimate reviewers and I gladly accept their opinion. Hell, I'll gladly accept the fact they thought enough of my talents to buy a book.
*shudders expressively to shake off the irritation*
My name is Ey Wade and I am an Indie Author and proud of it.

Ready for any e-reader Kindle , Smashwords , Sony or Kobo, Scribed
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Employers (some)-The New Voice of Slavery

2011-06-05T10:45:00.001-05:00

Is it just me or have bosses lost their minds? I, like many Americans have been searching for full (any)employment. For me it has been a couple of years and we all know the longer you are out of work the harder it gets.Time is running out and it is crazy out there.

So far the job search has been a mind blower for me because in the eyes of the employer I am either too old or too experienced. Can you believe that? I was actually told this and I only work in the child care profession. Ridiculous. Isn't that the American mantra? Get educated, learn your field and you will work? My nearly 40 years in the public as well as personal ownership in the field has showed me a lot of things. Staff changes often because of poor treatment.

I believe what the real problem of the mass unemployment boils down to the awareness a seasoned worker will not put up with being treated like chattel. And so we pound pavement.

In one particular place of business my youngest daughter recently found her first job. She owns an online business but of course needs more money and thought she would learn something since it is a bakery and in her field. The staff work 8-11hour shifts where they aren't allowed breaks (of any kind), are worked near to death and not allowed to eat or drink anything. If they happen to lean on something they are considered lazy and then are hollered at in front of customers. In Texas supplying no breaks has legal backing. Way to go Texas. This employer basically hires young females between the ages of 19-25, of similar build (probably not to have to purchase new uniforms) and of diverse race. At least he isn't racist, right? Oh, wait I forgot he does allow them to go to the restroom in a minute and thirty second time frame "if" the place isn't busy. What kind of food place is never busy?

I really feel sorry for my daughter, but we all need jobs, right? Thank God she is young, but I don't play that. On her next day off we are pounding the pavement together. I refuse to let my child settle for what constitutes to be nothing more than modern day slavery. One thing I know for sure is that I'm the one who paid for her and I won't let anyone break her spirit. Can I just say #@!$ idiot better recognize.

Z-Zeroing in on a Hard Fact

2011-04-29T13:11:00.001-05:00

The African American race is 'the' most hated race in America. It is not (nothing but stereotype coming) because we are all lazy (n-word) sitting on the front stoop eating watermelon and chicken. It is not because all we do is shuck and jive, rap and have babies. It's not because all we do is steal, kill each other and slide through our education by the color of our skin, it is because the responsibility for the horror of slavery of our race has not been wholly accepted. It's like beating up on someone, feeling sorry for it, but still having to see that person on a daily basis. Eventually the guilt will eat you until the victim (in your mind) becomes the problem and you have to attack him on a daily basis. A lose, lose situation.

I really don't care what anyone feels about this statement because it can not be unjustified. You may dislike The Mexicans, but they can be accepted as Caucasian easily. You may dislike the Jewish ethnicity, but they can also be accepted as Caucasian. And yes, I know I didn't use a hyphen between the AA word, it is really just another sign of separation between the races.

It is felt we should just get over slavery like it was a dream, just like the Holocaust was a dream. Denial runs amuck. Kind of hard to get over generations of families being destroyed and scattered. We may never know who are our true relative. By acceptance I mean apologizing for something our ancestors have done. And I say 'OUR' because I am quit sure there has to be an iota of White blood in my DNA, just by the color of my skin. I say 'OUR' because I know from history some greedy, vengeful Africans aided in our down fall. It is no harder than me going to my neighbor and saying I'm sorry my brother is/was a murderer and a thief and stole or hurt your family. Sure I wasn't there, but I know he did it and I apologize and I empathize and sympathize.

This strip down, slap in the face of our POTUS hurt a lot of people of all colors and may have brought the entire race relationship a tiny step backward. It just shows we have not gotten over. It shows a Black person in America still has to be validated. I am saddened. I felt lower than a zero. Some are still unable to accept the even status of the African American race. Some are unable to accept the equal footing of any race beyond their own. I truly believe if we start celebrating the accomplishments of every race, teach our children about every ethnicity on a daily basis, the differences will be less defined and we will become more accepting.

History was written in more than Black & White and Beads on a String-America’s Racially Intertwined Biographical History lauds loudly the accomplishments of all races that helped make America the great country it has become. America’s glorious multi-racial history is finally acknowledged.

With hyperlinks and videos it celebrates hundreds of people such as Hiawatha who fought for freedom of his people, Lonnie Johnson who invented the ‘Super Soaker’, Dalip Singh Saund was a member of the United States House of Representatives, Rev. Rick Warren blessed the 2008 Presidential Inauguration,rpad G.C. Gerster was one of the first surgeons in America, Yamato Ichihashi was one of the first academics of Asian ancestry in the United States; Antonio Meucci invented the telephone, Michael Jackson entertained; Minoru Yamasaki second-generation Japanese-American architect designed the World Trade Center, and Amadeo Peter Giannini founded the of Bank of Italy which later became Bank of America.

Beads on a String-America’s Racially Intertwined Biographical History never stops celebrating our heritages from the naming of the country by Martin Waldseemuller to the elimination of overt racial discrimination, through education, entertainment and to the glorious day of racial, political and social unification with Barack Obama’s Presidential election.
Beads on a String-America's Racially Intertwined Biographical History
ready for any e-reader Kindle , Smashwords , Sony or Kobo, Scribed
Nook and iPad here & here.

Y-Have I Skipped So Many Letters?

2011-04-27T01:20:00.001-05:00

I guess you're asking yourself 'why is she on the letter Y',right? It's because I missed a week of letters being lazy and avoiding the two thumb posting with my cell. I can speak of the R and S and speak of the REST I had on Easter SUNDAY. I could bring up the letter T and the terrific things that I bought on Tuesday, but no one gets excited about twenty-four rolls of ba...toilet tissue. I have nothing I can say about the letter U besides it being the perfect name for that unexpected quick turn in he middle of any street when you're lost. As for V/W. They tell a perfect story of my career's ups and downs and X marks the spot to where this post started, back to my being lazy and not wanting to do the two thumb tango.

VICTORIOUS WORDS.

Our life is filled with ups & downs. The valleys, the mountains. Its up to us to grab our crown to hold on to during the slippery rush down. If we miss, the crowns are a beacon to look up and forward to. They keep the warmth in our hearts and encourage ius to keep on going. To try a new approach to get out of the valley. I choose to use words.

When it comes to having a writing career I have been stuck in a valley ever since I took that first dive off the tip of that letter 'v'. I grabbed a crown and had to release it when I saw it as tarnished and filled with holes. Long story short-I had an incompetent agent that steered me from Ballantine books and towards Publish America. The things we don't know for ourselves can destroy us if we let it. Needless to say if I had known 'who Ballantine and the editor were I would have gone with them. Had I known the agent was hooked with PA....anyway I fought and had my contracts returned. So, for the past few years I have been down looking up, but towards the past and whining about what could have been. If I struggled to climb out of the valley (by sending out queries for old and new projects)the rejections knocked me back down. So I have decided to follow a new path. I refuse to follow (all of the time)every rule made by man. If I had I would have failed at many things.

I have learned to format my manuscripts for Smashwords and Amazon and have put 7 books up which are now in multiple reading formats which can be read on e-readers and sold through Amazon http://amzn.to//wade-inbooks and other bookstores. I have my author profile on Smashwords where 50% of each book can be read. Whoohoo, when all else fails God will reach down and pull us up.

The reason I chose to use 'Ey ' as my alias is because it reminds me of who I am. They are the middle initials of my daughters and myself. Without them I have no purpose.

Checkout my books. They're ready for any e-reader Kindle , Smashwords , Sony or Kobo, Scribed
Nook and iPad here & here.

Interviews with the characters and more information can be read at my site IN THE CHAIR. Please stop by, see who is in the chair and what they have to share.

I must give thanks to JA Konrath and his posts on Kindle books. He is making awesome selling paths on his self-published e-books and is willing to share his knowledge.

Q-questions Never Change

2011-04-20T05:07:00.003-05:00

What would happen if the next time we do the census everyone would check 'other' for race and write in American?

Would that then become a choice for race? Everyone would be on an equal flooring. No more hyphen.

What would happen if we never had a quiver of fear in our hearts? Would we forget to pray?

What would happen if all of our righteous desires and prayers were answered? Would we cease to be believers? Would we cease to put God first?

If we had nothing to complain about what would we do with our days? Would we be truly happy?

Here's a burning one, if our children started listening and doing everything we said, would life as we know it end?

L is for Lamenting.

2011-04-14T16:39:00.001-05:00

Looking for a paddle with which to keep afloat.
Lord, can I please have a break. Don't just shine your blessings of a sunny day just on the land of the Earth. Would you please, please give me a break and show me some favor. What good is life when nothing good happens in life? What good is life when all around me are falling ill and funds have been depleted and You are not helping to pull me out of the hole. You, better than I know I can't help myself. I feel as if I have stepped out of the boat in to neck high waters and You have forgotten my name. I am tired, Lord.

Will You please look my way and remember me because I am trying hard to hold on to Your hand and remember You are there. I need a break.

H-History Never Rests

2011-04-11T06:12:00.001-05:00

Is for HISTORY- During the entire month of February on wade-inpublishing.blogspot.com I blogged the letters Z-A in the honor of African American recognition month using biographies from the book. As the author of America's only multi-racial history book, Beads on a String-America's Racially Intertwined Biographical History I chose to celebrate all races/ethnicity. Here is a snippet.

February Greatness-365Days of theYear Z-A

The American history makers today class are from K-H. As usual we celebrate throughout the racial color box. No bead shall be forgotten. Most of these historians come from the 'activist section, but how else can we step forward without the first act. Enjoy our history.

KEOKUK (ke'ukuk) was a Native American, chief of the Sac and Fox was born in 1780 near present-day Rock Island, Ill. When Black Hawk supported the British in the War of 1812, Keokuk refused to join him, thereby gaining recognition and support from the U.S. government. After Black Hawk's defeat in 1832, Keokuk's people were given a large tract of land in SE Iowa.

TOYOSABURO" FRED" KOREMATSU (是松豊三郎, born January 30, 1919) was an activist, Medal of Freedom recipient who argued against the internment.

PHILIP JAISOHN, first Korean to become an American citizen; first Korean American to receive an American medical degree Philip Jaisohn is the anglicized name used by Seo Jae Pil, a noted activist for Korea's independence during the Japanese occupation. In 1890 he was the first Korean to become a naturalized citizen of the United States. This was unusual at the time since American law at the time stated citizenship was only available to the white race.

BETTY MAE JUMPER (born 1923 in Indiantown, Florida) was a Seminole Indian tribal leader and publisher first woman chairman of the Seminole Tribal Council. Betty Mae Jumper also collected stories and legends of the Seminole and has lectured widely about Seminole history and culture. She has not only worked in health care, government, and media positions to improve the fortunes of her people, but she has also sought to preserve Seminole culture and educate others about it

ISHI, born in1860 was the name given to the last member of the Yana people and Yahi tribe of California. Ishi means man in the Yahi dialect. Ishi is believed to be the last Native American in Northern California to have lived the bulk of his life completely outside the European American culture. Prior to European contact, the Yana population numbered approximately 3,000. In 1865, Ishi and his family were victims of the Three Knolls Massacre from which approximately 30 Yahi survived.

He was discovered by a group of butchers in their corral at Oroville on August 29, 1911 then moved to the Museum of Anthropology at the University of California, San Francisco where he lived the remainder of his life in evident contentment, until his death from tuberculosis March 25, 1916. While at the Museum Ishi was studied closely by the anthropologists Alfred L. Kroeber and Thomas Talbot Waterman, helping them reconstruct Yahi culture by identifying material items and showing how they were made. He also provided information on his native Yana language which was recorded and studied by Edward Sapir, who had previously done work on the northern dialects.

HIAWATHA, Onondaga chief, Hiawatha (also known as Ayenwatha or Ha-yo-went'-ha) who lived around 1550, was variously a leader of the Onondaga and Mohawk nations of Native Americans. If The Great Peacemaker was the man of ideas, Hiawatha was the politician who actually put the plan into practice.

CHARLES HAMILTON HOUSTON born September 3, 1895 in Washington, D.C., was a black civil rights lawyer who helped play a role in dismantling the Jim Crow laws and helped train future Supreme Court justice Thurgood Marshall. He played a role in nearly every civil rights case before the Supreme Court between 1930 and Brown v. Board of Education (1954). Houston's brilliant plan to use the inequality of "separate but equal" education in the United States to attack and defeat the Jim Crow segregation was the master stroke that brought about the landmark Brown decision.

GORDON KIYOSHI HIRABAYASHI (born April 23, 1918 in Seattle) was an activist plaintiff in Hirabayashi v. United States, which challenged Japanese-Gordon Kiyoshi Hirabayashi. He was born to a family of Buddhists who became associated with Mukyokai. He is best known for his principled resistance to the Japanese American internment during World War II.

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G-Good Times-Go See Snoopy Dance

2011-04-07T19:01:00.001-05:00

Good Grief it's FRIDAY!! Glorious, grand ending to a helluva of a week. That's what Friday is. doesn't matter that nothing good has happened all week, just the thought of the weekend makes a gigantic difference. (You have to go see Snoopy Dance)

I can think of doing nothing more than a 'Snoopy' dance around the room.

F-the Fickle Finger of Faith

2011-04-07T08:24:00.000-05:00

The letter 'F' could stand for failure, but it would be a ridiculous assumption to place on such a fantastic letter. Even in failure there is the faith you will do better next time. There is always faith in the future.

There is faith when we believe we will get something we desire.

There is faith when we go beyond the failure of mundane things and accomplish the rearing of beautiful women.

There is the Faith, to keep on searching for the Savior and hoping He will be looking for you.

There is faith when a lapse in judgement causes havoc in an entire family. Last year through A-Z my sister was extremely ill in hospital, this year its my mom. I have faith. Failure is not an option.

E-Easy, Entertaining, and Enjoyable

2011-04-05T22:25:00.000-05:00

How enjoyable is this? Life is easy and whimsical and so entertaining. Makes me wish I were a kid.
I miss that house and roomy porch.

D-Daughters and Daring

2011-04-05T09:43:00.002-05:00

My mom used to always say, you can have whatever your heart desires. I believed her, but it hasn't worked the way I wanted. Instead I have daughters.
Dear darling daughters who dare to follow the path of their desires and open their own businesses.

Mhia's 'Joy' toy

The pastry chef- Mhia
Who runs a business on Etsy-Mel Mellis Sweet Shoppe

The Neverending Scarf

The designer-@Ylaine's on Etsy

Karra's 'joy' toy

She also Designs and makes Bags

Gillean's 'joy' toy

and the new mommy, photographer at SageandFierce

Little Red

Daughters, always challenging and causing us to don our competitive spirit, I dare not fall behind.

C-Checking Communication a-z challenge

2011-04-03T08:56:00.001-05:00

Ah, the ways of keeping up with life. Ooookay, let's get to it.
Talked to God- pure soul searching air wave communication.
Twitter checked Here and Here.
Facebook checked here, here, and here.
Did a little bit of texting and FB socializing.
Scheduled tweets and posts.

Posted a couple of blogs here and here (still tweaking a bit)
Read some emails and now off to use that cell phone for something other than a handheld computer. Gotta get old school and call Mom then cuddle Jett.

B-boohoo's, Blessings, & By the Grace of God a-zblogchallenge

2011-04-02T00:27:00.000-05:00

So, I woke up yesterday morning boo hooing and blubbering about the unfairness in life and business (or lack of). Started bumping around through boxes trying to gather things for a possible garage sale when I received a phone call that my mom and my big brother Bubba (I'm kidding. His name is Chris) who lives in Beaumont were in a car accident. So, we all jumped into Lola and puttered on down the road. By the grace of God they are well.

There are many things in life that frustrate, perplex, and inundate us with worry. But, by the Grace of God we are given one more day to just to be thankful and blessed.

Waiting

2011-03-28T09:03:00.001-05:00

Okay, Lord this is going to be one of those weeks where survival and everything will fit squarely in Your hands. I am at a loss and I wait.

The 4 F's-Friends,Making Friends and Being a Friend on Facebook

2011-03-08T09:19:00.000-06:00

FaceBook Fail

I'm finding it really hard to understand the value of having so many 'friends' or likes on Facebook and such. As a writer I doubt the ability and value and the ability of having 4000 or more friends in making you a great author. How can they even keep up with you when they have the same number of friends? And with Facebook if you don't interact with all of the people you only get the feeds from the few you can squeeze into your busy day.Oh, and that works both ways.

You can write such nauseating crap even toilet paper disintegrates at your words and have followers out the wazoo. But are these 'friends' real. And I'm not just saying this because I don't have many followers or friends for that matter. Such is life in my imagined world where I'm a well known author and in real life.Will they purchase the work you've sweat blood on the keyboards to produce or are they just your friend to help them tally up their own numbers? I used to be amazed at how many friends we had in common until I realized they were finagled from my friends lists.

So, I guess my question is does the amount of people on your page mean you have a good platform or sales possibility or does it just mean you have a lot of numbers?

#Am Reading-#Am Writing--#IAN1 Why Write?

2011-02-22T11:16:00.001-06:00

I heard many times in my life that if you wanted to hide something from a Black person you should either write it down or put it in a book. That adage may have been true in the times when educating the slave was discouraged, but now I wonder if it can be said for most races of people in general.
We're in a flash mode of communication. Texting with most of the vowels abandoned, twittering instead of conversations, and short posts instead of letter writing.

Someone questioned me about my need to write and my desire to be an author and this was after they were finished spouting the fact books are too long.

I write for my daughters, so they will have something from me to be proud of.

I write for my grandson, so that he can grow-up and be a man who is proud of his country, thriving and striving for higher achievement.

I write for those who continue to enjoy reading good books. I write for those who value the struggles many before us went through in order to learn to read. I write because every year, when February comes around I am reminded of the triumphs of my ancestors. Whether they were Black, White or all colors of the rainbow. I #amwrite and I #amreading for the future..

Kindle , Smashwords , Sony or Kobo, Scribed
Nook and iPad here & here.

Our Jett Has Arrived!

2011-02-16T08:48:00.000-06:00

And of course the paparazzi were there.

For you guys who didn't know, I am now a grandmother (Lovey) of a little boy. Jett Parker Ellington has arrived and is living up to his name. He was in such a rush to get here (probably couldn't wait to meet his 'Lovey')we had to forgo the home birth, drag the midwife to the hospital, and cheer at his appearance. Jett weighed in at a whopping 4lbs. 9oz. Lol. He's simply gorgeous. And from what we know about him already, surrounded by a house full of women, he is bound to be a little spoiled. I think we'll keep him.

Ready to go home.

What Makes Us Different?

2011-02-02T15:07:00.001-06:00

While sitting at a stop light I happened to look over and noticed the passenger in the car next to me. We were doing pretty much the same things, being a passenger,drinking from a straw and waiting for the light to change.
As I turned away the strangest thought flitted through my mind. How could two people doing similar things ever be thought of as different or better. The small casual actions of slurping from a straw showed us to be foundationaly the same.
And yet it caused me to question the humanity of man. How could slavery, the horror of concentration camps,the mistreatment of any minority be justified? Were our ancestors any different than we are today? Didn't they want the same for their children and families as we do and have succeeded in acquiring? Aren't we breathing the same air? Bleeding the same blood? Wearing the same skin? What makes us different today than then?

Waiting For Jett

2011-01-30T07:32:00.000-06:00

Hasn't changed much in size

'Jett' I just had to buy it.

It won't be long now. In a few days we will see Jett. My first grandchild. The arrival has been much anticipated with my daughter laughingly sending out this web address to all interested (and excited) family members-www.haveyouhadthatbabyyet.com
I must say....Not funny.

Jett has been the topic in my household for over two years. My daughter (such a planner/organizer) factored a child in her life with a lot of deliberation. Due to medical issues she chose IVF. I think that was so brave of her. Single parenting is a real challenge and I have the scars and t-shirt to prove it. She's a lot smarter than I am though. I told her how she is blessed because she has her own house, two cars and now a Jett (forgot to mention the college degree). How many near 25 year olds can say the same?

This is our Jett

Anyway, Jett is due soon. As a matter of fact just a couple of days from her birthday., with paparazzi, midwife, and doula in tow. I'm really excited When I had my girls all were preemie and had to stay in hospital for weeks. So far all has gone well (minus the one big giant scare a few weeks ago) and in a matter of days some of us will be standing on the landing pacing through the home birth while others will be standing up close and personal. Guess where I'll be.

Just Loving Life-Sharing Love

2011-01-17T09:35:00.000-06:00

There are somethings in life that really cheer me on. The great American spirit and the belief good things can come out of bad are those things. When I saw the Passion of Christ a few years ago, I cried through the most of it and yet when I saw the rock rolled away at the end....I wanted to stand and cheer in the crowded theater. Life goes on and it only gets better.

When I hear the National Anthem I want to shout and cheer for the sheer awesomeness of this great country. No matter what happens, we always stand united. as a 'family' we have disagreements, and hopefully, prayerfully we will not follow other countries and fight amongst ourselves.

As I read the uplifting quotes and tweets from the fantastic twitters I follow, I want to share the love on Martin's Birthday and say "well done."

There are So Many Voices-- God Bless America

2011-01-09T11:24:00.000-06:00

I just had to post this on my blog after the mind boggling violence of yesterday. We have to watch the words we speak, especially as adults because we form the future.

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Thanks is given to blackwaterdog for the inspiring blog site The Only Adult In the Room for consistently positive light directed towards President Obama.

SEARCH FOR ME NO FARTHER....

2011-01-04T10:46:00.002-06:00

Than the click of your mouse.
Books by Ey Wade are found for Kindle
, Smashwords ,
Sony,
Kobo
, Nook and Scribed
For the Apple iPad:
Beads on a String has a page over here, The Fishing Trip hangs out here and The Perfect Solution is here,

Wade-In Publishing.com- Visit my webpage: Into the Deep http://bit.ly/wade-in , Checkout the books I review, Watch Videos, and have conversations with my characters. Oh, if you like trailing behind you can follow me on twitter @ eywade or @jumpouttheboat and I'll probably follow you in return.
To be even more social I can be found on the biggest spaces on the planet: Facebook, Google Plus, and Linkedin
So, that's it you don't have to look for me any further....I'm easy to find.http://flavors.me/imtheauthor

If the Manger Stays Empty Will There Be No Christmas?

2010-12-16T21:21:00.001-06:00

What happens when you can't find Jesus? Does it mean there will be no Christmas? This December has been one helluva faith tester. Everyday has been a step forward and two backward. My sister has been in the hospital since Thanksgiving and ICU for over a week. And they've given up on my aunt. Like 'they' run the world. A double whammie for my mom. Her sister, her child.

And yet, we strive for the jolly and we've pulled out the ornaments, set up the tree, haven't put on the deco and Jesus is missing. We've searched everywhere and haven't been able to find Him. I'm beginning to think if we find Him all will be well.
You know I want to be happy this Christmas. The last five have really sucked coal ash.
I want to be that idiot running down the street on 'It's a Wonderful Life' who wakes and all is well. I want to have a joyous Christmas where I can spend money galore and buy my family things they desire. I want to be able to pay for my sister to have the best medical care so she wouldn't be laying in ICU as I type and she would be cured of Lupus and not spending her days in hospital.
I want to have one of those magical hats like Frosty wore and give it to my Aunt so we could erase the dire words the doctors have spoken over her.

We have these three guys hunting, bums at their job because they only want to search at night. Something about needing a star and they haven't been able to find Him.

I wonder if His family misses Him as much as we miss our members. I wonder if Mary, even though surrounded by those she loves, feels the absence of her child the way my mom does.

And since(even at my age)

I am begging him for two gifts, find Jesus, and pull my miracle out of his bag.

YOU'RE MISSING THE FUN!

2010-12-15T12:11:00.001-06:00

Have you gone a-wassailing yet? What are you waiting for! The party is over at the Wade-In blog. We've been visiting and caroling a lot of other blogs all month. Enjoy the music.

No, Mom Santa Is Not Real.

2010-12-09T09:58:00.003-06:00

When is the best time to tell a child the truth about Santa Claus? Well when the lie no longer fits, better yet, don’t even start it. If your child is a born skeptic you will be in for writing fiction for the rest of your life.

Telling a child Santa doesn't exist is as hard as being a single mom and lying to your daughter by saying "no, honey Mommy can't do everything." Are you kidding? Moms can do all things. Of course we can we are w-o-m-a-n.

When a child is brave enough to ask (if Santa is real) such a question you have to be strong enough to answer in truth because without a doubt the query has to have been torturing the child's mind for sometime. More than likely some hurt disillusioned child blurted out the truth. Or do you spout some prolific words like the ones given to poor Virginia? Maybe, maybe not....I can guarantee you all that child heard was 'Yes, Virginia there is a Santa Claus.'

What happened when she began questioning the illusion of showing love on Valentine's day, the Easter bunny, leprechauns with pots of gold, the power of voting and Lord help us the real meaning of Thanksgiving? What happens when the child questions our belief in Jesus Christ?

I believe we choose our illusions, delusions, faiths and fantasies. They can be poignant, a security and torture to cling to and foster. We hold on tight to whatever brings us comfort. I told my girls as toddlers to believe in what makes you happy and let others have that same choice. Santa Claus is the spirit of giving and easier to understand if he has a face. Why he has to be a fat white bearded man in a red velour jogging suit breaking into homes and leaving gifts.... well, it could be that story belongs to someone else. Make him whatever color you want. Nothing hurts more in life than to find out the people you loved and trusted have lied to you. It’s best to tell the truth early on. So girls, Merry Christmas and remember, yes girls your mom can do all things.

They're Playing Games-We're Losing

2010-12-02T08:16:00.001-06:00

I'm so tired of this idiotic game the politicians are playing. It's like a game on the school yard where this group of kids (Repubs) can't get along with that group of kids (Demos) and all they do is bicker and fight and throw things. What these grown up kids are forgetting is that the rocks they are throwing and the lines they are drawing are not just hurting the other side's team members, they are hurting the innocent. In order to keep one side from making progress that may help all they pussy-foot around laws and bills.

Now that the Republicans seem to have the key to the house they are holding their line tight and blocking everything and the Democrats seem to be retreating. Giving leeway to having money taken out of the parent's pockets and now the food out of the children's mouths. Republicans Blocked Nutrition Bill for Needy Kids http://bit.ly/eNYKqG.

When the Democrats were winning, the Repubs to make themselves look good, ran out to get this virtual unknown to play on their team. Crying 'Sarah can you come out to play", Not knowing she is a mean/gossip girl in disguise. Wait.... a mean snickering back-bitting gossip girl who would rather throw insults at her opponents than learn, history, science, or geography. Just because she knows a few words doesn't mean she has to use them all or make up any.

Now that S.P. stepped in front, straddles between two teams(wet bags and repub), and her blackboard screeching voice can be heard above all of their voices they are running scared. Yep, your leader will be an embarrassment as President. Worse than that she will be scary. You'll never know who she will insult or which button she will push. But that's okay she would probably tweet she thought it was for the elevator.

My main problem with SP is that she's an idiot. God help her if she runs for President. I mean really help her. Slap her into a desk chair, throw some books at her and teach her something about running the government. Teach her something about sticking to one thing and fulfilling her duties. You might want to sign her up for a little anger management class. Life is not a planned, payed for and scripted reality show or a pay to see me sign my name book signing. Get a clue Republicans and worry because mean girls spout nonsense and ridicule so fast and so loud their momentum builds, their fan base increases (because people secretly enjoy ridiculing others) and they become your leader.

I once had a pastor who said (when Bush was Pres.)to stand behind our leader and pray for him. His success could be our success. That was until the President became Obama and then it was a horse of a different color. It was then to pray his days were shortened.

Well, I still stand behind my President because he is the leader at the moment and I feel he hasn't had the chance he should have been given. What newly elected President is given the chance?

We, as Americans have three major faults. America elects men who have great hopes in serving their country as President. These men put their lives and the lives of every member of their family on the line to do this and we erroneously expect big change in a small amount of time. And we ridicule them. I applaud them for their efforts.

1.We forget about the time it takes to clean the mess from the former tenants. Mess piles on top of years of mess requires time and help.

2. We criticize and ridicule Our President to the world. Which means he has to fight to preserve his dignity in front of Foreign leaders.
3.We ignore the haters and the friends left behind from the former tenants who won't play nice and cause flack and gridlock to this new leader.
4.When this new leader finally starts to make a path and improve things we kick him out and vote in another poor bleeding heart sucker and we start all over. Insanity.

LET'S GO JINGLE SOME BELLS

2010-12-01T16:31:00.001-06:00

Have you ever been caroling? Lol me neither. I sing so bad the Grinch would sign me up to his payroll. My singing would make me the one to take the jingle out of the bells. And then to be out in the cold, never gonna happen. But I love Christmas and order to spread the Christmas joy I decided to go wassailing over the internet and to blogs and websites I really like. Join me at http://wade-inpublishing.blogspot.com during my thirty day wassailing tour, leave a comment on the site of the doors we knock upon and spread a little Christmas cheer.

Here we come a-wassailing
Among the leaves so green;
Here we come a-wand'ring
So fair to be seen.

Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail too;
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year
And God send you a Happy New Year.

IF....

2010-11-20T10:22:00.000-06:00

If I were a song...I would more than likely be country.
If I were a story, it would probably be in the book of Job.
If I were a loser, I would never take chances.

Thank God I'm a writer....an author with a vision to the future and the ability to change the past, predict the future and write my own story.

Following Your Path

2010-11-14T20:59:00.002-06:00

I love this picture. It is the route my daughter and I take when we walk on the weekends. It reminds me so much of how life can be. We can separate and go to the left or the right but eventually we end up back on the single path we should have taken in the first place. Or we can just sit on the bench and watch life pass us by.

A Voice on the Radio

2010-09-15T10:50:00.000-05:00

I know its been months but seems more like eons since I have written on the blog. Life as usual has been teaching me so many things. Me as a not so eager student have been up to the neck in learning the lessons. Whew! Glad I'm having a breather. And in such a breathing space I want to share a little news. Tonight will be my first "radio" interview. Yeah!!

Location:http://www.blogtalkradio.com/john-t-willschronicles

Time:8:30(7:30 ct) PM Wednesday, September 15th

I'll be discussing the history book of course and mentioning the other three. Oh, did I tell you all are available in all of the major online stores like B&N, Amazon for the Kindle, KOBO, Sony, Smashwords and now in the Apple bookstore for Ipad. Excitement!!!
Here is what the book is about and all relevant information. Wish me calm speaking and clear enunciation. Oh and book sales.

Trailer for enhanced version of Beads on a String-America's Racially Intertwined Biographical History

John T. Wills

Here is the event link on FB, the show page link and the call in mumber.
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=141222462588022

http://www.blogtalkradio.com/john-t-willschronicles
Call-in Number: (347) 989-1049

Tooting Sweets

2010-06-23T11:36:00.005-05:00

My favorite pastry chef (Mel Mellis)has new cookies in her shop. Talk about delicious to the eyes and palate.
http://www.etsy.com/listing/49431413/lavender-almond-sugar-cookies-one-dozen
Follow her on twitter:@melmellisshoppe

Her blog:
http://melmellis.blogspot.com/

Mel Mellis was featured in 2 AMAZING blogs,with giveaways! Scroll down Nancy's beautiful table setting to see Mel Melli' yummy mouth watering treats. Nancy's Daily Dish ( GORGEOUS) & Ivy Twines .

What's Happening in America Lately?

2010-05-23T08:45:00.004-05:00

Today is Sunday and I feel as if this has been the longest week in prayer and meditation. The things that have been happening in society makes one really know we can not just wait on man to make things right with the world. Our minds move like chaff in the wind and our actions are sometimes futile and destructive. I have been a little afraid....well perplexed at how easy progress can be erased or hindered. The mistreatment of others has always appalled me which is why I now have this belief...

“I feel that we as Americans are all equal and held together by a common thread. Like a treasured beaded necklace of different colors held together on a string, we are held together by our necessities and our circumstances and our humanity. Every color helps to make the necklace beautiful. We can never be a totally separate entity! Americans of all colors are so integrated that if we hurt one, we hurt all. Just like that necklace of treasured beads, leave one out and the gap is seen. Break the chain and many of us are lost.”

I believe in America and its ability to evolve.

I for one am and always have been in line with Martin Luther King's Dream as you can tell from my statement of belief. I continually chase the dream.

His dream and the fact I was a home-schooling parent wanting a history book applauding contributions of all races are the reasons I put together Beads on a String America's Racially Intertwined Biographical History. It is amazing to me how long it took some people to agree to recognize a holiday for such a person Controversy over having MLK Day.

If each of our histories were celebrated everyday and our children were taught to value all histories, contributions, and differences we wouldn't have to wonder what Dr. King would think about us today. His dream....my dream would be fulfilled. We live in different times and we now play on a different game field from or ancestors and we need different tactics to fight the causes of today. Beads on a String chooses not to be about a certain color, but about a certain Nation. Learn more about the book.

America as a nation has many problems and yet what other country in the world can attest to the fact that people or dying to be here? There is a dream in their heart to be a part of this great nation and to live in the land of good and plenty as a member of one body. So why do we keep the line of separation as a constant reminder? The hyphenation, which line that separates all races and the word American.

The elimination of the hyphenation that is placed to distinguish White Americans from African (Black), Chinese, Arab, Indian, Japanese and every other race would be an immense triumph for Americans. That hyphenation continues to put a space between the races that are naturally born and the races that have chosen to become Americans. And we are that, Americans that have contributed enormously to the growth of the great United States.

Why is all of the hyphenation and hatin' going on in America? Why is such a distinction made before we are labeled Americans? African (sorry I don't come from Africa.) Arab, Asian, Black, Chinese, Hispanic, Native. I don't see anything about White-American or European-American. Who made this 'hyphenation' up and why are we accepting a line that separates us? I feel that we as Americans are all equal and held together by a common thread. Like a treasured beaded necklace of different colors held together on a string, we are held together by our necessities and our circumstances and our humanity. Every color helps to make the necklace beautiful. We can never be a totally separate entity! Americans of all colors are so integrated that if we hurt one, we hurt all. Just like that necklace of treasured beads, leave one out and the gap is seen. Break the chain and many of us are lost.

I believe that there are no pure races in America. Once Africans loved and integrated with Native Americans and the White man brought the first boat of Black slaves to America and raped their women, the 'pure' races were put to an end because nine months later, some woman had the first mixed baby. This integration happened again and again within all races. We are such a mixed breed in America that it has become hard to distinguish one race from another just by looking in a face. Some Blacks were so light skinned that they married into the White race and no one knew and may never know. Light to White skinned babies were being born and no one knew if they were Black or White and it did not and does not matter because they were born into the human race. Once free, they became American citizens. As does anyone born into this country, or anyone that chooses to come into this country and become an American. How many pure races are living here? From what we see, love among the races is flowing freely. Don't forget what happened to our fore-parents. Let us not repeat it. Let go of what happened in the past. I am not saying that there is not prejudice in the world. What we are saying is that when we are fighting for a 'cause' we must remember we are fighting the system and not a person. We have to be diligent in collecting facts, have an unbreakable, unbeatable plan, and remember that all of our foes may not be of one or the opposite in color or race.

Pay attention to the present. What we consider 'small things' is happening daily in the schools; on the jobs; in the government. Pay attention so that we don't step back in time. Stop trying to benefit from the past. Everyone that was involved in the mayhem and destruction of the families and the souls of the slaves are dead. We cannot charge nor punish them with anything and if we attack we may hurt our own. We take a chance of destroying an uncle, aunt, cousin, brother because roots run deep. We cannot change the past hurts, but we can change the present laws. The heart of man has to be dealt with by God. We should not dwell on the past. It stirs up hatred in young hearts that should only know peace. We know what happened to our fore-parents. Let us not repeat it.

Take for example things that have happened just this past week--

1. The words of newly elected Rand Paul.

2. The words of Fox News’John Stossel.

3. The choice of Texas Board of Education to rewrite/whitewash the history of America.

Each of these actions and words uttered from these people has the potential of pushing us back in time to a place where America was pure hell for minorities, the disabled and women.

It is time for America to let go of the past and heal itself. The grieving period should have been over and the healing started. If we can get past and start fresh we can heal.But every year, old wounds are torn open by the words Black History Month, or Asian Heritage Month and so on and so forth. Really I don’t see a Caucasian History month (even though many will say that history is reported on the daily, but to be fair Why don't we teach the children about America's History with everyone included? To me it seems as if only a few Black people are pulled out of the closet, dusted off the shelves and paraded in front of America as if to say, 'this one wasn't worthless', this one wasn't stupid'. Why is it that the 'black' is in capital letters? Is it to point out that a person of color has a brain or is it to pronounce to the world that we have pride? If there is so much pride in America for Native, African, Chinese, Japanese, Indian, Iranian-Americans and other 'hyphened Americans, drop the hyphen and pull together and teach our children that every bead has a purpose and should be celebrated. If we do--

1.Prejudices Will Die. Education can bring unification.
2Understanding: You would become more tolerant to the feelings of others.
3.Surprise: You would be amazed at the everyday things that were invented by more than one race.
4.Sharing: You will be able to teach the youth of today to value other's opinions.

Those who have never had to deal with racism may never truly understand the hurt in our spirit just as we are sometimes unable to accept or trust the white flag waved in our faces. We spend our days playing hopscotch or hide and seek with our true feelings it is a wonder frustration has not burst out all over. I feel the problem continues because we do not know each other’s histories or how close we are tied together. How can ‘they’ know ‘us’ when we as Americans are only celebrated once a year? How can ‘we’ know ‘them’ when they are applauded everyday and we sit to the back (mentally) and wish? Why can’t we celebrate African Americans or better yet, all Americans every day of the week? The book Beads on a String-America’s Racially Intertwined Biographical History is America’s first interracial history book. It is the first and only book to bring America's great melting pot of ethnicity together within one binding and tells their story of how individuals of different races contributed to America. It will be a great asset to the educational system as well as in the lives of people of the world. It has been long awaited.

Amazon Kindle

Three of My Books are Now on Amazon

2010-05-19T12:58:00.008-05:00

As you may know I have been working diligently to e-publish a few manuscripts. It wasn't as hard as I thought to formulate and then upload to sites such as Sribd, Smashwords, and now to Amazon for the Kindle.

I've heard all of the naysayers about self-publishing, but in every aspect of life there is someone highlighting the negative. Been there, done that. Sometimes we have to turn our backs on the traditional and the norm or progress will continue to be hindered. Anyway, I just want to share my book page from Amazon.

This is a small synopsis of what each books is about.

. Beads on a String-America’s Racially Intertwined Biographical History lauds loudly the accomplishments of all races that helped make America the great country it has become

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Also published in a multimedia (audio/video) e-book format and available for purchase through---WADE-IN PUBLISHING

The Perfect Solution, (Which will be posted by the end of week) A suspenseful analysis of choices and how those choices affect the people around us. A three year old is stalked and mistakenly given to the stalker by his pre-school teacher.

Mona Boots saw him, chose him as her own, and walked out of his daycare with him in her arms. This choice is traumatizing to a single mother, unimaginable to an accused father, and detrimental to a child’s safety.

Yes, Sam Takes Care of Me is an affair to remember. Sam a jealous provider and protector simultaneously gives and takes away in this tale of five friends sharing in the trials and humiliations of having a relationship with the same person.

The Fishing Trip As a child, Phenigan O’Carroll endured weekend fishing trips filled with torture, sexual and physical abuse. The adults in his life were either the problem or closed their eyes to the problem and so he decided to eliminate the abuse himself. Set in Shiningbal, Texas where the perverted go to disappear, child sexual abuse is the norm and when the legal system is the monster, redemption doesn’t play nice.

If We Sit Back & Say Nothing

2010-05-18T06:05:00.003-05:00

I read this article yesterday in The Guardian "Texas schools board rewrites US history with lessons promoting God and guns" about the new things put in the history books. What I had never known is that whatever is chosen to be included in the history books by a few people from Texas is eventually taught to all children in American public schools. What a bunch of crock. This is nothing to close our eyes to.

The value of American history is about to be changed. What is expected to be voted on and more than likely to succeed is the elimination of vital parts of Our history. Any mention of the slave trade will be eliminated as will be Thomas Jefferson. People who were extreme believers in slavery, the necessity (not right) to bear arms will be illuminated. In the article it is also mentioned the study of Darwin will be replaced with military advanced technology.

This article is alarming because Texas with its purchases of millions of books tends to rule the publishing world. The majority of what is considered Liberal views will be eliminated from the history books. This is not even to mention the fact they want to put a black mark (excuse the pun) on the Civil Rights Movement.

The main thing I get from this article is the fact a few run it all. All it takes are a few radicals with crazy ideas to get in a group and make a change and for better or worse it affects everyone. the writers of this book even took out the author of a child's book because they confused his name with someone else. Way to research. If they couldn't get this right can you imagine what else 'wrong' this board of educators will be teaching the future rulers of America?

If there is a way to vote this down or eliminate the indoctrine into the public school system, it should be done. It may seem like a little thing and not much can come from it, but look back into history (Jewish, racial, religious....) and you will see the little slaps, annoyances became tools of wars and mistreatment and the annihilation of many lives.

“I feel that we as Americans are all equal and held together by a common thread. Like a treasured beaded necklace of different colors held together on a string, we are held together by our necessities and our circumstances and our humanity. Every color helps to make the necklace beautiful. We can never be a totally separate entity! Americans of all colors are so integrated that if we hurt one, we hurt all. Just like that necklace of treasured beads, leave one out and the gap is seen. Break the chain and many of us are lost.”

Beads on a String-America's Racially Intertwined Biographical History.What do you believe? This is my belief and I won't change it.

New Homes

2010-05-16T19:52:00.001-05:00

I love our my daughter's new house, especially the fact she has reversed roles and let me and her sisters move in with her.
As much as I love it here, I must say small creatures are killing themselves to commit suicide in the yard.

Not too long ago a pregnant possum decided to try swimming in the pool. Guess she won't be trying that anymore.

I used to envy people who were able to walk through their patio doors and jump into clean clear waters. No one tells you about the creatures that love the water. Last week frogs decided they liked hanging around. I have found out frogs are good for your yard. They kill bugs and slugs. I've also learned rock salt or sea salt will keep them away from the perimeter of the pool. We'll just put itt around like a fence.

Last but not least of the creatures on a suicide mission was the cutest bird. why did he choose our door panel window to try and get through? Karra said he saw the tree reflected in the pane and that's why he hit it. Why come there? The door is practically down a narrow alley. Nowhere near open space.

So, from today on I am posting a warning--This House is Not a Safe Haven for those trying to put an end to it all. Fly, hop,crawl right and get a life! Maybe I should just let Gracie tell them.

Accomlishing Something New

2010-05-13T20:25:00.001-05:00

Though this is not exactly like the multi-media book (no audio or video) it feels good to have it published. Enjoy the view.

Beads on a String-America's Racially Intertwined Biographical History

The Sun is Shining & All is Right

2010-05-12T08:34:00.002-05:00

After five weeks in hospital, my sister finally went home last night and today is her wedding anniversary.

How cool is that?

All is right with the world.

Taking New Trails

2010-05-07T13:46:00.002-05:00

I'm always searching for a new and better way to get something done. I ran across this book a few weeks ago in a Half Price bookstore and have definitely been swallowing the advice. Along with this other sack of knowledge in a pile, I don't plan to fail.

On the Wade-In Publishing blog site I have been sharing info on my adventure through publishing on Smashwords. This is yesterday's post.

The distribution of the ebooks into the bookstores seems to take a bit of a while. I can't tell you how excited I was to see two of the books have been distributed to Apple and Barnes and Nobles. Eventually they will be in Amazon, Sony, and Kobo. At the moment they can be downloaded from my author's page and purchased at a 50% discount of $1.00.

I just have to show you. I'm may be a Pollyanna, but I really don't see that much of a difference in self-publishing when compared to traditional. The publishing is not the problem, its the attitude and thoughts of the people that make a project work or fail.

I feel the attitude of some people believing the self-published author only manufactures inferior products as compared to the traditional author is the stake to the heart of a writer. This attitude seems to be slowly changing. Thank God. It reminds me of the comments I received when I decided to home-school my daughters. People tend to think only the traditional (the norm)and expected is the 'right way' to do things. I say follow your heart and learn what you need to know to succeed. Nothing is impossible and nothing can not be repeated. Whose to say they have the final word and can keep you from being the next BIG name in the writing world. Like I said before Things can be repeated.

There are multitude of published books on both sides of the fence that either make it or fail in their tracks. Again I say the success depends on the readers, the author and if blessed, whomever else is working with the author.

I'm still fighting the query process with other manuscripts I am working on, but at least I have another option to pursue.

The main thing is to know whatever way you choose to get your books into the reader's hands, you must be diligent and work hard to achieve your goals.

Reading is Detrimental to Your Life

2010-05-06T17:23:00.000-05:00

It's amazing how much we know and barely realize it. I stand by the words I have always told my daughters. If you read you can learn anything someone else knows. When I became a parent of my first daughter I can't tell you how afraid I was. I must have read all kinds of books and then finally decided the child was not in the pages of any of them and had to step out on my own. A process that has become a habit.

When it comes to a broken item in the house, I bow to Jeeves, Ask.com. I can now fix so many things the family tends to call me when something has broken. This past weekend the DC hole on the netbook stopped working. You know that little hole where you plug the power cord? Well of course we hurried to Ask to see what we could do. I have dissected larger laptops of my own, but this little thing was for my daughter. Which means I did the research and she did the hands on. I only share info and tinker with my own things.

Needless to say, repair is imminent. We have to wait for ordered parts and then install them. This will basically cost no more than $30 where the computer repair shop wanted to charge $250! Goes to show what a little reading will save you.

My Thoughts Run Over

2010-05-04T09:24:00.000-05:00

The picture is my Mom and baby sister.

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You know blogging can really get you into trouble if you're not careful. Its like having a diary and putting it on the center of the coffee table for everyone to see.

I was thinking about my eldest daughter deep in the night because I thought I heard her call me. Made me a little nervous and then I remembered she is miles away living with my mom (5 days a week) while finishing her last semesters in college. When I thought of her being there I laughed a little and then felt pity for her.
I really love my mom. She's been a cranky old lady from the day of her birth, but she is strong and self-sufficient and can remember everything anyone has said or done. This July she'll be 78. She's reared 7 kids alone (after her divorce), worked many jobs at one time, lived through heart attacks (beginning at age 38) 2 quadruple bypasses and numerous other ailments. She drives me wild. Which is probably why I talk to my self in my head. It took her nearly fifty years to realize I am a different spirit than she is. I'm glad because now we have a better, easier relationship.

My mom is a lesson in learning self-control. She'll have you living in the heat of summer trying to save money on the electric bill and then smother you in the winter because she's cold. She will drive you to eat nails and never realize she is torturing you mentally. Karra has learned so much self-control the family over there see as a quiet, meek person. Ha! They should be around her here. I bet Karra appreciates me on the daily. Lol.

But when its all said and done we have to acknowledge, when it comes to hard things in life nothing holds you together like the women who care for you.

You can have an understanding father, a loving husband, or a dependable brother, but nothing pulls you through like a mother, a sister, a daughter or a female friend.

There are no words to explain it, they just do. Nothing holds you better than the feminal (my word &; I'm sticking to it) glue. Here's to holding on to the females in my life.

Even if I don't have a picture here of my fellow bloggers, you are in my every tap of the key.

Carrying Challenges Close to the Heart

2010-05-03T07:11:00.002-05:00

Through the A-Z blogging challenge, I learned a lot. I learned that blogging is in essence a way to release and connect. A way to get things off of your heart that could possibly cripple your soul. I have heard a lot of new voices and was eager to listen to many of the familiar. This was a great challenge and I would definitely do it again. This was a challenge that lifted me out of a space of utter numbness and a state of laryngitis. I can speak again...I feel alive. Thank you Arlee of Tossing It Out for the experience.

I had never thought about blogging before attending a very informative meeting at Beaumont’s Golden Triangle’s Writer’s Guild. I love to talk even though most of it is done within my head. I mean what exactly is the good in blogging? I now know and so after much thought….I am started writing a blog. I checked out a few others and one in particular stood out….it asked the question “are dreams outdated or the new wave?”

Dreams are such illusive things. I have had a few and a couple I have worked hard to pursue. One minute I think I have a grip on them and then I’m off on the chase again…which brings me to the title for my page…VOICEOVER.I am the voice of those who want to say it, are afraid to say it, or are never heard even after they say it.

As I tap on my keys I just want to say, you are welcomed here a nd here. wade-inpublishing.blogspot.com: A-Z Reflection Mega Posts

THE BETWEEN NIGHT & MORNING VOICE

2010-05-02T11:01:00.003-05:00

The 3F (Fighting For Faith) Christian… Sometimes I feel like I am sitting on the edge of the boat with my feet dangling over the sides. My face and toes are dripping from the effects of the huge waves of frustration and doubt that are slamming against me and yet I hesitate to grab the hand of the only one I am sure can save me.I’m sure I am not the only on that has felt like this, but I sure feel that I am. Sometimes, I'm just stuck on complaint and wonder. I just want to ask the Lord …What??? What am I supposed to do? I know times are hard and I know a lot of people are feeling the strain. I just want to do or can someone teach me how to pull a dollar from thin air.

So, what I want to do is say...Come on Lord. This is not working. This is not what I signed up for. I want to say sit here near me Jesus so that we can have a heart to heart. Let’s review these promises written for my new birth because I am tired. I’m standing on my promises. I have tossed all of my old baggage and habits overboard in the hopes of lightening my load and yet wave after wave keeps smacking me in the face and the boat is about to tip over. I want to say if all of this 'faith' stuff is not going to work I may as well be as the world.

And you know, the funny thing is as I write this I can see Jesus smiling and shaking His head like a friend that knows me better than any other. I can hear Him saying “Girl, you been there, done that before. The devil only uses things you have been through before. Shake it off, wipe your face and wade on in the water. You’re much safer out here with Me anyway.”

I could just laugh out loud.

A Video worth Viewing- 'Everything''.

It's just a reminder of how we are always watched over. The music group is called Lifehouse.

I think of those who have no belief in God and rely on themselves and wonder on where their source of strength come. When you only believe in yourself and your own abilities, failure is that much lonelier and harder. If there is no belief in God, who do we call on for strength? Who do you call on for that one more push to continue?

Zeal for Your Own Life

2010-04-30T07:01:00.004-05:00

I saw this picture of myself a family member had posted on Facebook of all places and at first I wondered (and took a second look), who is that? I look at myself once in the morning and never really pay attention to what I look like or who I am. Have you ever wondered who you really are? Whose skin are you really wearing? Are you just your mother’s child? Your husband’s wife? Your children’s mother? Who are you at work? Church? With your acquaintances? It’s amazing how the skin gets kneaded and transformed when peer pressure is pushing on you. From the day of birth we are constantly trying and somehow succeeding in changing ourselves to fit into whatever skin that is pushed our way. I used to wake up before the sun ready to do it--whatever it was. Lately I am having the hardest time trying to figure out who I am and what I am supposed to be doing in life. And have wondered where the zeal has gone.

As long as I can remember I wanted to be an artist and then I wanted to write. How happy I was when I realized I could do both. How I fell into the field of childcare I don’t know. I used to not even like children. I constantly hear how I have a gift from God, this is where and what I am supposed to be doing…yada, yada, blah, blah, blah...you know the words. Over the past few weeks I have been feeling as if my skin has been stretched around this profession by those around me and I am about to pop a thread.

I believe writing a blog really helps, because as I write the answers to my thoughts always come forth.

It's not that I want to stop working with children it is the knowledge that my world around me is really changing. My main reason for working from home was to be with my daughters. My daughters are remolding me from the 'mommy skin' into the mother skin. The youngest has graduated from home-school and the middle daughter (my first college graduate, the eldest will graduate soon)has bought her own home. Life has changed. I have been their instructor in life for twenty-six very close years and the new skin that's trying to take over is grating. I feel like I'm a butterfly stuck in between the cocoon and the free world and just like that butterfly I need a moment of rest.

This year I'll be 52 and I'll shake out the wrinkles of this new skin and hopefully be a whole new me. The me I have always wanted to be. A published writer. I have set my goals in stone and if I have to throw them at this glass wall that's holding me back from the finish line of success, I will. And I guess with my new venture into self-publishing, I have.

To put life in the perspective of the letter 'Z" and its placement in words. It may be the last of the alphabet, the last in line, but when push comes to shove it more often than not stands tall and begins at the beginning. Even when everything else ends. See more Z on my Wade-In blog.

I loved the A-Z challenge.

Why?

2010-04-28T19:40:00.002-05:00

That's what I'm sayin'.

Why is the house always freezing downstairs? No matter what the temp is outside, the downstairs is cold. It may be a blessing when the high temps of July and August hit.

Why is it, there are six pots of plants, separated in pairs of different kinds and in each instance one pot's contents grows slower than the other?

Why can't our TV catch ABC? Its high def for Pete's sake.

Why did we trust our lives to man made items and ride an open sided train under a tank filled with sharks?

Why did we get in a boat on a beautiful Saturday morning and take a tour of the port?

Why? Because we can't be serious all of the time?

Xample or Imprinting

2010-04-28T08:18:00.002-05:00

Being an example is rarely a chosen position. You can never tell who is watching or listening to you.

I have worked with children for years and am constantly amazed when parents tell me how their children only do things certain ways because that's how Ms. Nancy does it. Or now, people tend to call for advice on many things because they have the impression I am smart. I'm not smart I'm a studier a research and try hard to learn. If I don't know how to do something I find a good reason to need to learn it and work at it until I succeed.An example I hope my children are following.

I have had a grandmother tell me how her granddaughters reminds her so much of me and my daughters. She says the child is soft spoken, talks 'proper', is so smart and an avid reader. Different from her other grandchildren. Wow. After four years of daily twelve hours of care from infancy to kindergarten, I bet she did become like one of us. I would consider myself a failure if a child hadn't gained the ability to read by the age of four. We are a laid back family. There are many times I would (still can) walk around the house and everyone would be working on something. Either reading, on the computer or doing some kind of project. I tend to unschool more than homeschool. Plenty of ideas placed around to gain interest and then I step in to give a little guidance, but everything is always hands-on. I follow their example.

The majority of the children I have kept for a long period of time eventually take on our habits. I tend to think of it as imprinting. I have stood strong in imprinting the belief to my daughters to be individual thinkers and sometimes it shows by the word 'different' being thrown around about us. Imprinting seems to leave when a child enters public school. Their lives are then managed by example and they become followers.

Small example of following an Example- Have you ever walked in a place of business, saw a couple of people standing in a line at a window or register and just joined the line? After a little while you questioned why you were in that line, but never moved. And then someone else walks in the door and up to an empty register and was waited on. Did you got pissed off? Why?

People automatically follow who they consider to be their leader. Whether that person is wrong or not. Whether their choice of behavior or words incite anger or violence, truth or justice all it takes is a few to follow and more will join. If everyone is jumping up and down more than likely you will start to do the same.Eventually the leader is no longer seen only the crowd around him/her and the agenda has been set on a roll. Hate is among us people and it starts of in small examples and has now become an imprint. I can use the Birthers as the example who have spawned the Tea Party which has imprinted its hate agenda (not everyone I'm sure) and now we have to wonder about the state of Arizona's (leader's) mind. I have a problem with Sarah Palin. With every gun formed finger she points at the POTUS or the targets she puts on her idiotic website, or the uninformed words she uses about racial profiling she incites the insane and uncontrollable. I would be more afraid of her as a leader than anyone else.

Just remember, the persecution of the Jews started with small excusable easy to over look things. Removal of symbols, ability to pray, human rights....whose example is America following?

Todays Post-brought to you by the letters....V & W

2010-04-27T07:47:00.002-05:00

VICTORIOUS WORDS.

Our life is filled with ups & downs. The valleys, the mountains. Its up to us to grab our crown to hold on to during the slippery rush down. If we miss, the crowns are a beacon to look up and forward to. They keep the warmth in our hearts and encourage us to keep on going. To try a new approach to get out of the valley. I choose to use words.

I have learned to format my manuscripts for Smashwords and have put three books up which are now in multiple reading formats which can be read on e-readers and sold through Amazon and other bookstores. I have my author profile on Smashwords where 50% of each book can be read. Whoohoo, when all else fails God will reach down and pull us up.

The reason I chose to use 'Ey ' as my alias is because it reminds me of who I am. They are the middle initials of my daughters and myself. Without them I have no purpose.

Interviews with the characters and more information can be read at my site IN THE CHAIR. Please stop by, see who is in the chair and what they have to share.

I must give thanks to JA Konrath and his posts on Kindle books. He is making awesome selling paths on his self-published e-books and is willing to share his knowledge.

Unbelievable

2010-04-24T07:28:00.001-05:00

Already, this morning I'm waking early and the unimagined has happened. God gave me insight in the night.

As you know I have been working diligently trying to convert previously published work into kindle ready format. Was my mind and abilities being Uncooperative? Without a doubt. Finally I figured it out, prepared the book just the way I wanted it and clicked onto Smashword. This is a wonderful site. Free and converts the manuscript into many formats.

Well, all evening I tried (after much reading and filling forms) to get it to publish and kept getting a stupid error saying the word doc. was really an Itunes doc. Unbelievable. Words into music. Whoever heard of such a thing. Anyway, the first thought that entered my head was Internet Explorer. Had to be from God because I hate Internet Explorer. I use Mozilla. To make a long story short, the book is now published. *beats head on desk* Unbelievable. I'll share more info on the book later.

Another thing. Today my daughters and I are going on a boat tour. I love Houston. A free tour on a sunny day. Unbelievable. Even more unbelievable, will be if I really get on the boat. Sounds like more water than I could drink and the closest I want to be to a fish is a plate. Me on a boat-Unimaginable.

Find more A-Z blog challengers. and my other blog Wade-In Publishing for more ABC insight.

And the Lord says--TADA!

2010-04-22T21:07:00.002-05:00

So, I was sitting watching tv when my cellphone rang with this programed ringtone.I was so thrilled I squealed. TaDa! It was my sister. Angela sounded so much like herself. Tomorrow she's out of ICU. Praise God, Praise God, Praise God!!!

TaDa! I finally figured out how to format my manuscripts for Kindle and other electronic readers. It has taken me two straight weeks without getting on twitter or hanging on the internet. How trying.

Isn't it amazing when the Lord drops a good day in your lap with a simple, TADA !

Oh, I'm also doing a little A-Z on my Wade-In blog.

More A-Z blogging challengers.

Stealing Glooms Thunder

2010-04-22T08:18:00.002-05:00

SMILE! Did you know the power of a smile is deadly to a gloomy day? Its contagious and stays on your mind far longer than a shed tear. One of my habits is to try and catch the eye of someone and just smile, even a little. It tickles me to see the double take on a strangers face because we don't expect people to smile or say good morning to us. Oh, my gosh try it when you're passing cars on the street.Much more fun than "punch bug".

I've seen many little children stop having a temper tantrum when I catch their eye and smile. They automatically smile back. We should be so free spirited.

What's more fun than bubble blowing outside at night?

Holding your baby sister for the first time and knowing your Older sister is doing very well.

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Ridiculous People-(grrrrrrrr)

2010-04-21T07:57:00.006-05:00

The one crazy thing about having a loved one in the ICU are the impromptu family reunions. We have a HUGE family. My mom was the youngest of 18 children and she had 7 and we each have no less than 2. Angela has 4 and a grandson. The vase number doesn't just count grands and greats.

The scary thing about ICU reunions are the members who show up crying hysterically and ready to toss out last rites. Can we put out a sign that says 'nay sayers not welcomed'. These are also the people who only come around at this sort of time, dragging noisy reluctant children, and talking negative. The ones you would rather not see in the light of day. The mental fight to sustain common respect for these individuals is a testament to faith and rather or not you want to hold on to a family relationship.

And the one relation (there's always one) who went crazy with the phone, disturbing the nurses and Angela because she was too ridiculous to get out of her house to visit. Silly woman. Needless to say, she's ruined it for the immediate (and siblings)family members who can now not call with the 'secret' code to check on my sister from afar. When I heard 'we can't give any information over the phone' this morning, I was really nervous. But she is doing really good. Her husband gave a glowing report. Even better than we received last night.

The awesome thing about these kinds of reunions are the people God sends to comfort and inform. One of my cousins (she and Angie are like two peas) drove in from Louisiana just to visit for the 15 min. before going back. Can you imagine the love to make a 4 hr. trip for fifteen minutes of time. She is an RN. and was able to share a lot of her knowledge and ease concern. I think what really helped Angela was the friend who had been through the same thing and is living through Lupus. Angie said once she talked to her friend she felt encouraged and it showed in her face and attitude.

The sweet things about yesterday's reunion was seeing the twins that used to live with us. They were so excited and clingy. I hated to leave them as much as they hated leaving. Wish I could have popped them in the trunk and brought them back. Their silly daddy had them ridding around in a souped up Impala without car seats, watching vulgar rap videos on his multi-screened seats.But alas, I blogged about them way too many times. Ridiculous people never change.

Questions

2010-04-20T08:20:00.003-05:00

What would happen if the next time we do the census everyone would check 'other' for race and write in American?

Would that then become a choice for race? Everyone would be on an equal flooring. No more hyphen.

What would happen if we never had a quiver of fear in our hearts? Would we forget to pray?

What would happen if all of our righteous desires and prayers were answered? Would we cease to be believers? Would we cease to put God first?

If we had nothing to complain about what would we do with our days? Would we be truly happy?

Here's a big one. If our children started listening and doing everything we said, would life as we know it end?

If you are not busy today, please find some quiet time and keep my sister in prayer, she is in ICU and the only reason she has a blood pressure is because of the IV meds. We'll be on the road to see her.

Prayers Answered

2010-04-19T15:59:00.000-05:00

Well, this is my sister before her surgery. In less than 2 hrs. she was back in her room and texting me that she was doing fine.

Ponderings

2010-04-19T08:10:00.005-05:00

I prayed this day would be the beginning of a perfect, well 'good' week. On Friday evening I thought the prayer for at least having a small income was coming through. The girl I had provided childcare called to see if I would start watching the baby again. She's supposed to be at work for six, its 7:45 and she's not here. Bummer. This means I have been up since 5:00. Why are people so careless with the feelings of others. No phone calls or explanations. The same thing she did before. Contracts seem to mean nothing. I think on a whole society has lost its moral fortitude. I'm a little irritated and not surprised. This is a regurgitated scenario. $150 a week isn't a lot, but it sure beats nothing. Maybe from the apps. I've put out something better will come along.

Anyway, please pray for my sister. I blogged about her as my other mother. She's having gallbladder surgery around 2 this p.m. and maybe she'll go home this week. Saw her this weekend. She looks so much better and cheerier.

My daughters and I have really decided to become Urban Pot Planters--meaning we will grow fruits and veggies in lrg. flower pots. When we saw this package on sale from 9 to $3 we had to get it.
We are growing, potatoes, strawberries, onions, oranges, grapes, and lemon trees along with a few herbs. The asparagus we'll plant, but takes about three years before harvesting. If only electricity grew on trees.

Well, that's enough pondering, I have queries to post. Or maybe I should wait on that for tomorrow, it being a 'Q' day and all.

I will end this on a positive note, though. I have been poked by God and awaken this morning. I have seen all my daughters, I have felt God's breath as I put the dog out this morning, and I am able to pray and feel the damp grass under my bare toes on this, which is a PERFECT day.

Todays Post-brought to you by the letters....

2010-04-17T07:59:00.003-05:00

These two letters run together in my life like the shadow of Siamese twins. It started when I was a kid and always being called by my sisters' name. For years by the eldest and twelve years later, by the youngest. You would think she would be called by name, right? I'd say No, I'm Nancy. They'd say-Oh. Anyway, that's irrelevant.

A week or so ago a friend told me about a great opportunity to sell copies of my yet to be traditionally published history book. The e-book version is ready to be sold. It can be purchased through Paypal and downloaded to the computer. Its not for any of the electronic readers because it is not in their format and has audio and video. A preview can be downloaded at Wade-In Publishing.

So anyway, I used the last week to perfect the manu and thought I would just printout and bind the pages to use as an example. In the back of my mind I smothered all doubts (with all kinds of prayer, delusion and childish wishes) on how I would get back and forward a few hundred miles without any money to accomplish this feat. Enter the twins....

N.O.-the large printer can not be connected to the laptop because the cords don't fit. Laptop only uses USB.
N.O.- you can not use the 4-in one printer because you have NO black ink, No paper.
N.O. way to get funds.

Then, I though a blessing had come through...I dug around found a new pack of paper, decided I would print in blue and hopefully had enough of the black ink to make the pictures come out. and low & behold all of one side of the 300 plus pages and 1/2 of the other side were printed when the ink totally ran out....

N.O. the twins took care of that.

So, I had another great idea, I had plenty of blank DVDs and CDRs I could just put the books on disk and sale those, right? And get my sister (who is a twin to our brother, though they aren't Siamese) to bring me to the place.
Enter the twins....

N.O.- the laptop (which is really a notebook) doesn't have a cd drive, let alone a burner. So those ideas are dashed.

What the.....

So, needless to say that project has been scratched. Yesterday I felt so numb about everything, I couldn't touch the laptop, or let alone think. And I didn't dare post because I'm tired of whining.I don't know what the Lord wants. I just keep seeing

Those two letters are the hardest letters in the alphabet to handle because they come with a one-two punch.Too, bad they aren't triplet with the letter T, then I could tell them where to get off and make a success of something.

Anyway, see you Monday with the letter P. More than likely it will be a Perfect day.

Marveling

2010-04-15T11:33:00.000-05:00

I marvel at the magnificence of the workings of the Lord.
Oh, my God. Yesterday we decided to take a walk around our new neighborhood. As we stepped out the door we noticed a tree (we were thinking of cutting down) had grown flowers. One day none and the next this...

The intricacies the Lord has taken to make these flowers is breath taking. I have never seen this particular flower before. They started as little green buds, opened to form balls resembling rolled yarn and then bloomed into soft looking bushy combs with gold flecks. I can't wait to see what happens to the item poking from the end.

This tree has lay around the yard looking like a mess all bent over and growing wily nily and worthless. I marvel how beauty and worth comes from nothing.

Low on L

2010-04-14T09:34:00.001-05:00

When I decided to take this A-Z challenge I was really excited. I had this hope in mind I would post daily and I would be far removed from the cloud of dismal.

I want to be able to write about laughter, and lightheartedness, and luck. All good luck that is, but I feel bogged down.....so I posted my L on my pencilnpen site. My "you're only allowed to bitch and complain here" site. LOL.

Knowledge

2010-04-13T12:43:00.002-05:00

is for what we dislike knowing. When I was looking for an image of the letter 'k' I ran across a bit of its history. The main meaning I drew out was- "give and take, with subsidiary meanings of exchange, trade, to bless and to cover."

I had a conversation about the value placed on service by African Americans to each other. I used to think it was because I had a home-based child care center parents felt right to stiff in payment, but I was talking to a person in another profession who has suffered the same thing. She spoke of being in an organization blogging about the same matter and their summary is- some AAs believe they are entitled and have the privileged to get 'breaks or discounts' because they are of the same race. I think it is a lack of respect and outright thievery. And tends to show how some don't value a person by their profession, but by their color.

is for what we think we know. I have always told my daughters three things. There is nothing they can not learn. Those who teach were taught. And if you can read and try hard you can have the knowledge 'they' have.This was really to pump myself when I began home-schooling them. Here was I, a single parent without any special degrees, tired of the mind boggling issues in our public school, no extra funds for an 'umbrella school', and just stepping out in the belief I could teach my own. When I removed the eldest two from public school I can't tell you how scared I was, but I knew it was time.

K is for Karra (her name is really Ja Karra, but she has dropped the 'Ja') was born 6 wks early and a little bit over 3lbs. I was told she would be behind the rest of her life. God did not let me believe this. She was feisty and had to be tied down because she refused to keep IV's in her head.The first 'cognitive test they did on her at 3 wks old the attendant marveled at something they said she shouldn't be able to do until three months old. I believe this was a sign from God. I worked with her and her sisters constantly to make sure neither of them were 'behind'. Karra (who never stops talking) started talking before one and was using words like aggravate in sentences before she made 18 months and reading at 9th grade level in the 1st grade. As avid readers they have educated themselves well. If I had known what I know now, I would have had her and her sisters tested just to see how smart they were. I must say I never believed any of those things were for African Americans. I even thought homeschooling wasn't legal for us. Goes to show what we think we know.

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Judgement and Justice

2010-04-12T13:19:00.002-05:00

is for juggling thoughts.

One of the manuscripts I have been paddling around is about a persons sense of justice. Well, really what I see would be a fit judgment to pedophiles. I think we fail the children in America by some of the ridiculous sentences abusers receive. In all honesty, if I could be judge and jury, I wouldn't bring a pedophile to the court system, I would just eliminate him or her. Which is what happens in The Fishing Trip. The characters are interviewed here.

The horrifying thing is, I was following my Twitter the other day and realized art follows life very close. This article-Man Kills Boyscout Leader is almost on the same subject. The fact a child can be raped, stalked into adulthood, have his own child threatened by the same abuser, and he is the one sent to jail is ridiculous.

Update-My Other Mother

2010-04-11T09:08:00.001-05:00

Whew, thank God for Sundays. What a glorious day for rest. Its beautiful outside.

This weekend started off rough. As you know my other mother was put in hospital. She had a bad Friday and Saturday. Unable to eat or drink. She was in such pain she couldn't talk to anyone. And so we prayed.

On Saturday morning 'they' wanted to put her in ICU. Blood pressure and heart rate were high. We sat in worry while she went through a second round of kidney dialysis. She may have gall stones or bladder problems. And so we prayed.

This morning she called about 6a.m. Sounds like her old self. Joking and as crazy as ever. Said she wasn't in any pain. Prayer and dialysis work wonders.

THANK YOU FOR YOUR PRAYERS!

Inspiration

2010-04-09T09:35:00.008-05:00

I'm posting early because I tend to spend the weekends running the road. I may get a chance to visit my sister. She doesn't feel well and is not talking today. Visit the 'H" part of the alphabet and send out a prayer.

is for inspiration. I love the sound of Coldplay and find many of their songs to be inspirational. When I was a part of a certain church (which became a little cultish to me) they never wanted you to listen to any form of secular music, beyond believing Obama to be an anti-Christ and the ruler of all things, (as if God is giving up His throne) there were plenty of other issues that caused me to leave.

Not all religious music is inspiring. I tend to find God is a lot of different forms of music. After all, God does want us to enjoy life and everything is as pure as you, your behavior and your thoughts make them. When we take the good and turn it into the 'bad' that is when we sin. Wasn't Jesus a fun loving guy? Tested by all things as a human? We just have to follow His steps.

Sometimes I feel a little melancholy (like today) and one day I decided I needed a theme song. I repeatedly listen to this song because its quiet and I can sleep through it when I have my Ipod plugged into my ears in the middle of the night. This is also a bit of a re-post. So here's my theme song and one other from Coldplay I like is titled Fix You.Its not a video version, but someone took time to put up the words, which is what caught my eyes.

And don't forget to spend sometime catching up on other A-Z postings.

The Other Mother

2010-04-08T19:27:00.002-05:00

is for healing. At the moment my other mother (really my elder sister) is in the hospital way to many miles away. Lately it seems as if hospitals are becoming her home away from home. I am so believing in her healing.

My sister (Angela) has been the other mother in our family for so long, it is the way I refer to her to our mom. Even Mama listens to her. You know how you always have one in the family who tends to run (perfectly) everything. She is the eldest by only fourteen months, but she is no one to play with. She is the one who remembers everyone's birthday and buys a small gift for each holiday for everyone in the family, plus her friends.

She's lost her long hair (its soft as baby hair now), had both hips replaced, had gained weight (she's 120 now) and refuses to believe in diagnoses. Sometimes you would never know she was ill.

My two moms are sandwiched between me and my baby sister .

'They' say she has lupus and maybe kidney failure. 'They' have been giving her bad reports for over ten years.

My other mother is a tremendous blessing to the family and I am so believing in her healing. If you feel inclined, please say a prayer for her healing.

More A-Z blogs.

Going for the Goal'gold'

2010-04-08T09:28:00.003-05:00

is for going for the gold or meeting our goal. The past few weeks it has been my goal to get out at least three queries per book I have written. That's about (18) in children, (9) in mainstream (3 )in nonfiction. The subtle changes for each agent is mind boggling. I used to do one at a time, but the wait is ridiculous. And even more frustrating is how the rules seem to change on a daily basis. Everything is a matter of whom is in charge at the moment.

I'm placing my bets on God (of course) and before I choose a potential I pray on it and alas, I wait.

Another big "G" in my life is my middle daughter. She graduated college as a dance/business major. This was astounding because as a child she suffered with rheumatoid arthritis. Her faith in God is so strong that at the age of 13-14 she decided she had been healed and stopped taking the medications. Gille never had dance lessons before entering college, but she was the star in class. Her grace is awesome. It shows in the way she walks and jumps (splashless) off a diving board. She never took swimming lessons either. She just sets a goal and goes for it. I am really amazed at my daughters and often wonder how they chose me to be their parent.

Her goal was to finish as quick as possible and she finished a four year degree in three. She was in school all year round and even ran a small business. I thought I would re-post something I'd written on her. At the moment she is a nanny and hoping to open a little dance studio.

Gillean's Time to Shine...

Gillean(pronounced Jillian) had a dance school before she moved to Houston.She did a lovely job of teaching the little girls tap, ballet, and jazz and they had a wonderful recital with seven performances. These are clips she showed between dances. She made the videos and took the pictures. I wish I could show you the entire recital. Her head for business is outstanding. She sold these pictures and more plus the videos. I hope you enjoy this post.

The Fire in Our Souls

2010-04-07T08:16:00.002-05:00

"F" is for flowers. The sign of Spring and new growth.With the first sight of a blossom hope erupts in our hearts and we shake off the doom and gloom of Winter. "F" is for the fullness of joy and the fulfillment of having done something fantastic when something I have planted, fits God's plan and grows.

"F" is for the fiction and fantasy we build around us. Or maybe I should say the 'Faith' we hold dear. I have the faith to believe the multitude of manuscripts I have written will some day be picked up by publishers and my words will not have been written for exercise.. I fantasize my self as such a prolific author, I'm even talking to myself on one of my blogs IN THE CHAIR. I follow the fire in my soul and sometimes have to talk myself into closing the laptop and going to sleep.

"F" is for forming a bound. For the belief my family and the world will unite and realize we need each other. And more than that, we need God. As humans we spend our time placing blame on one person and we forget the fact as we point we point back to ourselves. This is a picture I put together and wore on a t-shirt.This is my American flag. It is an image I have placed in 'Our' history book I have written. The fire in my soul burns eternal.

Excited and Enchanted

2010-04-05T17:48:00.008-05:00

Is for Enchante'. My Mhia. At near two years old she was so excited and entranced with her middle name it was the only name she would say when we asked "What's your name?" I really wanted to give her the name 'Lyphe' as in -my life- because people were all in my business, but settled for being enchanted by her. She was so cute Her smile is contagious.

Mhia (mya) is a sweetie. Once she learned how to bake/cook she has become the master of the kitchen. I no longer have the job. Things like slow cookers, rice cookers, and this mixer are her joys in life.
You would swear she was given gold. She travels kitchen supply isles like a man in a Home Depot.

She caresses and names pieces as if they are really special. I didn't know there were so many names for a spatula, let alone seasonings. Oh, and as I mentioned before, she has a business on Etsy-Mel Mellis Mel Mellis n. [honey; sweetness , pleasantness]. Isn't it amazing the things God gives us as gifts?

Doubt, Dialogue, Daughters and Daring to Believe

2010-04-05T10:30:00.003-05:00

For a while now, I have been pushing myself along and believing things in life will get better. Just as a light is seen through the mountain of crap falling around me, something else is dumped on.

Being a followers of Christ I have done my utmost to follow the written Word and yet nothing good is happening. I dare not question, but sometimes doubt filters through and I am confused. When I see this same confusion mirrored in the face of my daughters....I wonder how I can dare to not believe.

For twenty-six years I have been the only parent. Watched them grow from preemie sickies into beautiful women. I have become the epitome of the 'angry Black woman' Giving selflessly, refusing to break and cry (though I have wanted to) and struggling through. At least that's a description I read on a blog somewhere. Sounds like a parent to me. Somehow I believed things would be different for the girls. They were reared in the church and have so much more knowledge about Christ than I did at their ages and they haven't crossed the roads I have been down and yet they have to suffer the same. I have sometimes wondered if religion (Christianity) evolved as a form of security. Something to give us a resemblance of hope when all else seems lost and is it really real? How dare I just believe in someone's ideals?

The other day the youngest asked what was the use in prayer? Nothing changes. It has been (all capital letters) horrible the past 4-5 years and I'm lost as to what to tell her. Friday I brought her to the doctor and we were told to find her a cardiologist. Dang. I dare not say things can only get better (anymore) because it seems to bring on the deluge.Honest to God, sometimes I just can't bare to hear another platitude. I need a miracle, a surprise, a something....

I told her I have been having this dialogue with God and so far He's letting me vent while He's mulling over the problem. Eventually, I'm sure He'll remember we need His help and will turn around and see us tugging on His robe. As for today, the light bill has gotten payed, all of my daughters have waken. Two have hit the highways and I continue to dare and believe.

Creativity and Caution

2010-04-03T08:16:00.002-05:00

First on creativity. Yesterday I wanted to write on the letter 'c' and so many things crossed my mind, but none touched me more than the pain brought on by the cavity on my tooth. The thing now had an abscess and like most I don't have medical coverage. But then there is God. He reminded me of garlic (which is a natural antibiotic), salt and peroxide.

I must tell you this can be a gross topic, but practically free and broached with caution so I'll make it short. Salt on cotton placed on an abscess is a lancer, peroxide (dabbed on with a q-tip) is a reliever and garlic is a healer. I feel so much better and that's it for grossness.

More on creativity--did you know God has given us the ability to do everything we dare to accomplish? Yesterday as I lay around (silently) I watched my daughters and felt very proud of them. As a single parent I home-schooled them into college. If anyone would have seen the creative way the curriculum was put together and they way we went about learning new things....let's just say I love Texas. Our days were filled with fun, confusion, and complete astonishment at the ways of learning. I learned so much more from them than I think I imparted. The sense of wonder wasn't held in check by schedules or brick and mortar. It was truly an educational freedom I wish I would have had as a child.

The youngest which is eighteen now, entered college at sixteen and has an online pastry business (Mel Mellis). My eldest will finish this year (she preferred working right out of school) has an online business (Ylaine)and my middle daughter graduated from college three years ago and has bought her a home (she has let her sisters and I move in after our home and my home business was destroyed by Hurricane Ike) has also started an online business (Gluten Toss). How's that for creativity and the crowing from a thankful parent.

Okay on to Caution. This morning as I was checking my twitter I read one from an author I follow her name is Precious Williams. She is the author two books, Precious and Color Blind. In her article she wrote about a person she befriended on Facebook-A Cautionary Tale. I think we should all read this article.

Okay, see you later.
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B- When All Things Are Possible

2010-04-02T08:37:00.000-05:00

In my mind stands for 'BLESSED'. When it seems as if all things in life are ramming against me, trying to knock me down....how blessed I am to wake another day.

If I pay attention to all that has been taken away, I take my eyes off of all I have and all I can attain. I am awake. I see, I feel, I have hope.

How blessed I am that God knows my name and calls me His child, His friend.

How blessed I am to be able to have another shot at whatever I failed at the day before and correct my mistake.

How blessed I am to be able to walk down the stairs and bring the dog out. Even thought it was way too early in the morning.

How blessed I am to hear my children (who are really women now) moving around, laughing, complaining ...

How blessed I am to wake another day.

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And the first key is A

2010-04-01T18:59:00.001-05:00

So, I decided to try a challenge from Tossing it Out, blogging by alphabets. A first for me. And what an amazing day to start. The first of April with the letter "A".
I wanted to be all amazing and awe inspiring, but could think of nothing to say once my fingers began tapping on the keys.

I figured I could write about myself-especially as I am an Africa-American, but more so because I am an author. Today I used my very quiet day to learn the process of converting a novel for Smashword and tomorrow hopefully I'll conquer the Kindle version.

In between this mind numbing form of creativity I trolled blogs. From the article 'Author's Marginalized" on LIBRARY JOURNAL.COM to a repost of "Dear Potential African-American Author" to the blog site White Readers Meet Black Authors there has been much conversation going on about the placement of books in bookstores that are written by African -Americans. Pretty much everything we write is stuffed in one section where a great number of readers avoid.

I am one that believes in racial unity (hence the writing of my history book) and find it disparaging being lumped in one section. What a way to limit potential buyers and discourage voices that may never be heard.

So that's my trip for the letter "A" and hopefully all other letters will bounce with joy, but then again I was kicked out as President of the PTA for being an activist.

What is Your Theme Song?

2010-03-10T10:03:00.001-06:00

I know everyone has a favorite song. One that keeps you going and those you can't bear to hear because they remind you of things you don't want to remember and yet you love. My girls think I have probably fallen of the rocker one too many times, but I really get into this song. Pushes me on and allows me to play it on repeat without destroying any other train of thought. GOLD IN THEM HILLS reminds me mountains can be broken down and good always comes. I'll share it with you.

Are Public Apologies Necessary?

2010-02-19T11:34:00.000-06:00

As I traveled through my twitter peeps I ran across one directing me to the Youtube stream of Tiger Woods' apologizing for his affairs. After the first seconds of watching I questioned my reasoning for wasting my time and clicked off.

Why was I watching? Do I get a kick out of seeing someone publicly humiliated, because he definitely doesn't owe me an apology. His affairs don't affect me in the least, nor does it really affect anyone else beyond his family and maybe a few close friends. Why should we have expected this man to stand above common human actions, hell if he needed to apologize then I should have seen a line of other adulterers formed directly behind him.

I could maybe see Tiger apologizing if he had stood in front of the world and blatantly lied about his wrong doings, but he hadn't.I could maybe see him apologizing if he were the POTUS, but he isn't.

I just don't believe in public apologies or forced apologies. The heart felt remorse on the face can never be truly trusted because one would wonder if it were because of public humiliation or sincere regret. I say get the hell over it world and get out of other people's business.

Oh, and I'm not apologizing for using my picture because I haven't had a good one in years. Lol.

Still Ticking Those Keys

2010-02-17T10:19:00.000-06:00

I have been so bogged down lately in the quest for publication I haven't even seen myself. I have taken the sent rejections so close to heart it seems as if no light was coming in and I couldn't get myself to blog, let alone read any posts. Tunnel vision blinds you.

Too many rejections keep you on the downside rather you're an author or a little kid having their projects criticized. It hurts and it doesn't matter if it was the product that was being rejected because it all comes back to being YOU.

I don't really believe the platitudes about getting up and going on, etc. etc....I mean I continue to write, but its a bunch of crock when people say a rejection makes you go stronger. Really you have to be somewhat strong in the first place or you wouldn't take a chance and put yourself out there. Anyway, Again, I'm putting myself on the chopping block and warming up the keys. Giving up is not my thing, whining is. Lol.

Celebrating our History

2010-02-04T08:28:00.000-06:00

It's that time again, Black History Month. Woohoo! Let's kick some traditional history booty and start a new tradition....let's celebrate on the daily and call it America History Forever. This is what you get when you take it on the limb and applaud every race every day: Learn more about Beads on a String America's Racially Intertwined Biographical History

1.Prejudices Will Die.Education can bring unification.

2Understanding: You would become more tolerant to the feelings of others.

3.Surprise: You would be amazed at the everyday things that were invented by more than one race.
4.Sharing: You will be able to teach the youth of today to value other's opinions.

Get a free copy of Beads on a String America's Racially Intertwined Biographical History. The first Multiracial multi-media American history book.

IN HONOR OF MLK

2010-01-18T07:45:00.001-06:00

So, in honor of MLKing I decided to give something away. You can see what it is at Wade-InPublishing.
I believe in the equality of people and his dream is my dream.

Beads on a String-America's Racially Intertwined Biographical History

What do you believe?

2010-01-12T08:48:00.000-06:00

I have been trying to figure out what a platform was and how to get me one when I came up with this- a new post on my Wade-In Publishing site and @ In the Chair. When you visit the chair please leave a comment about the characters. They are dying to know what people think of them.

When You Just Need a Little Something Sweet

2010-01-10T08:46:00.000-06:00

Mhia's pastry shop MEL MELLIS SWEET TREAT was featured on another review site, Keeping Up With Kelly. The interview was kinda cute. Especially when she talks about her mom. Lol. Mhia's is getting a lot of business and great comments on her sweets. Her latest treat is Chia Tea Shortbread Cookies. I love eating them with hot chocolate while staying out of the cold. Makes me wish I could bake....naw I'd rather chew and be lazy.

Take a peek on over there it is really pretty and inticing.

Rejection for Some

2010-01-05T10:41:00.000-06:00

If starting the New Year with four rejections in two days is not a reason to get on the bike and pedal harder, I don't know what is. Writing the greatest novel is hard work, continuing to write when being rejected is priceless.

No amount of money in the world could take the place of believing in yourself. Its a new year and rejection will be my fuel for motivation. I move on and work on other things. Check out excerpts from The Fishing Trip on my wade-in publishing website and my character interviews at In The Chair. I will not quit. I will be Charlie Brown and walk around with my bare boned Christmas tree in denial (of rejections) and anticipation. I will improve and this year find the agent that has been waiting for my manuscript to hit his/her desk or email file. My tree shall bloom and be decorated with accolades.

WHO IS BANGING YOUR DRUMS

2009-12-17T11:08:00.000-06:00

Did you ever wonder how far your name goes? I googled my name and this is the result Google is Banging My Drums Loudly.

WHAT MAKES SANTA CRY?

2009-12-15T06:02:00.000-06:00

People who don't care enough about their babies. Yesterday I was in the greatest of moods. Mostly because I believed the boys would be going to spend Christmas with their mother and siblings in Arkansas. They aren't. The mom instant messaged to say their grandmother (where she lives) says they will cause her water bill to go up. I think this issue will go way beyond Christmas. Whenever they go home the bill will rise, right? Wait, that home is where they came from so how much difference did they make to the bill? How can you not want your grandchildren? I had no idea what the father was going to do after the holidays but now...
I'm wondering how miserable to mother is. Christmas without your kids should be like the end of the world. I wonder if she's miserable at all. Guess now I need to go figure out how to get a few little things for the boys. We hadn't put up a tree or anything because of the move. Everything is boxed in the garage. I could just smack their parents.

See Who is in the Chair

2009-12-14T05:15:00.000-06:00

I've been visiting with some mighty interesting characters over here-In the Chair.

Pop on over to see what they have to say.

The Best Time to Buy This,Do That

2009-12-13T07:17:00.001-06:00

I'm all for pushing great books or ideas. This one I like so much I posted on two blogs. I read this handy little book Buy Ketchup in May and am really impressed. As my daughters and I were reading we fell on the topic of Melatonin. My youngest (18 yrs.)has trouble sleeping and we had recently started using it. The instructions on when to best take it was a great help. As was when is the best day to move (we're doing it in two weeks), time to treat migraine....you name your question and I'm sure you'll find it. Great size, easy to read, and very informative.
I give it two thumbs and two big toes in the air. WooHoo!

Could I Have Gotten an Early Christmas Gift?

2009-12-10T07:01:00.002-06:00

Last night as I was laughing and watching the twins roll around and wrestle on the floor like meowing puppies (they growl and screech a lot)I thought about how quiet our evenings used to be.

It used to be Mhia and I watching So You Think You Can Dance with minimum conversation. Now between each dance routine we are entertained with a little Wrestle Mania. I don't know why. A boy thing, maybe? They watch the dancing, clap on time and then wrestle. But they are a joy to watch. They seem really happy. I can't tell them apart anymore. One had a thinner face,but it has filled out. The other used to look miserable, but now he smiles as much as his brother. I have gotten to calling them 'whichever one you are' or asking them their name. Hey, I finally got them to stop calling me 'Mama', now I'm Mhia. For some reason Nancy doesn't roll off their tongue, but that's okay it has never been my favorite name.

I was thinking maybe this is a gift (to hold for a little while) to get us over the blues. If not, at least we have something to laugh about.

I Don't Care They Aren't Mine

2009-12-08T11:10:00.001-06:00

This is something I heard someone say when talking about the twins living with us. In my ranting blog I questioned my motives in caring for the twins. My biggest question is...what would you do?

Would you give children back to their parents (not that they are asking or even calling about the children) when they are both unemployed, the father may be without a place to live soon and utilities turned off today. One of my family members says send them back so he will know how it feels to struggle. The people more closely related in blood to these children have that mindset. How can you make the children suffer? Doesn't make sense to me. I just hate the idea of them being neglected and mistreated, but they aren't mine.

I tend to think people forget about the heart of the matter. Sure I am tired. The children I get paid for keeping are here at 5:30 & 6:30 in the morning until at least 6 or 8 in the evening. The twins are here all night and day and busy. Sometimes my mind is dead and I would love a quiet day just so I could work on my writing. What would you do?

SEE WHAT'S INSIDE THE BOOK

2009-12-07T09:10:00.003-06:00

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In Case I Forget

2009-12-06T18:59:00.002-06:00

Just a reminder of what the Christmas season is really about.

Even the human symbol of the spirit of giving (Santa) knows.

I bought this statue 26 years ago when my eldest was in NICU for 6 wks. and I was praying for her to be home for Christmas. She was and I never forget how good God is to me.

My Gift Giving Advice for the Year

2009-12-06T09:23:00.000-06:00

According to Jan Null, CCM’s article Hyperthermia Deaths of Children in Vehicles there were 443 U.S. deaths from 1998-2009. With the announcement of a new life coming into the family and the Holidays coming around parents and family members begin thinking about the gifts to give. The thought to get beyond is not what would be ‘the toy’ of the moment, but what would be the safest, require a little parental supervision, is not too noisy, and hopefully provide a little education.

Toys are great, but if you want to give a gift that will save a life, the Child Minder Toddler/Infant Safety Seat Monitor developed by Baby Alert would be a choice to consider. The system consists of a seat pad, key alarm fob $69.00, and a smart clip $69.00 and extra key fob $28.00. These little items remind parents a child is in the safety seat by sounding an alarm.
Be safe this holiday season and all year.

Learning Our Craft

2009-12-05T19:33:00.000-06:00

As a writer I visit many sites. I really enjoy reading and getting information from Marketing Tips For Authors. Toney Eldrige, the host for this site really gives the greatest and extremely timely and helpful information. Be sure to visit each of the links on his site and place him on your sidebar. As I sit at my computer I give him two thumbs and two big toes up.

Repost For Those Who Won't Visit Wade-In Publishing

2009-12-02T10:31:00.001-06:00

Yesterday I read J.A Koranth's blog A Newbie's Guide to Publishing I must say he is one of the first in my 'hero line'. His prediction for e-books sounds promising. When it comes to the prediction of novels with multi-media, music, videos and such I must say the future is now.

Download the preview and listen to speeches from notables and videos such as:
A Change Has Come
Martin Luther King
Yes We Can
Lift Every Voice
We Shall Over Come
Why We Are Proud
The Inventor of the Supersoaker
Rev. Rick Warren
Gone Too Soon/Heal the World
From Martin to Obama

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Monitoring Our Use of Words

2009-12-01T10:16:00.001-06:00

On a few sites I read this morning ( Rachel Gardner and Chris Brogan) the value and conscience on how we use words were discussed. I even blogged a few thoughts at my Wade-In blog . This also gave me a chance to mention facts from the Beads on a String Racially Intertwined Biographical History Book and how mere words can change the way we think about individuals, history, and the world.

Fact 1: The concept of race was established by one German physiologist/anthropologist named

Johann Friedrich Blumenbach, 1 thesis paper titled On the Natural Varieties of Mankind , 5 categories, and 60 skulls.

Fact 2: On further study Blumenbach changed his mind, but couldn't take back his words.

Fact 3: So much more can be learned by reading Beads on a String Racially Intertwined Biographical History Book.
Do you think the use of words can make a difference in life or work?

STORIES LIKE THESE....

2009-11-30T06:54:00.000-06:00

A Tiny Starved Boy Fights for Survival and More Grandparents Stepping Up to Parent are the reasons I keep the twins. The starving child reminds me so much of them and their brother. The brother (a 4 year old) is blind in one eye because of lack of medical attention for pink eye. They are so small for their age, wear 18 mos. sized clothes, but at least they run with solid steps, use the restroom and are talking so much better. The brother is totally on the other side of the track. I wish he were here. I wonder what they are going to think of this venture away from their mother and other siblings.

Its Time to Cancel Reality TV

2009-11-27T09:05:00.001-06:00

In short---is the fact Barack Obama is the President of such little value anyone can just walk in during a party? With all of the threats on this man's life you would think protection would be higher on the totem pole. The boldness of these people are ridiculous. There are sooo many layers to why this happened that digging to the bottom would fall into the pits of lack of ethics, lack of attention, carelessness on the job, and race. Someone needs to be fired and someone needs charges pressed on them. If you can fly a balloon and get (near) arrested, you should have the same treatment for lying to the Secret Service. And if I was the President I would look for someone else to guard my back, no I would quit because I chose the life of my family over people who care nothing for me.

Like All Kinds of Baggage

2009-11-27T06:07:00.001-06:00

So, yesterday we drove down to have dinner with the family at my mom's house. In my mom's house one particular, childless older cousin was there and made this comment about me having the boys: "Why do you have them? How do you always end up in situations like this? You always have other people's children until they are potty trained and learning something and then they come and get them. They should just call your house 'The house of Nancy. You don't want your kids drop them here.' Why do you keep doing that to you and your children? She started naming the children who have been through our house.You should just give them back Are they giving you money?"

I was like "Oh my God! Can I be in the house for five minutes?" I began to feel as if I were being insulted. I mean dang, these little guys are our family members. Their grandmother is our first cousin. Their great grandmother is my mom's (and her mom's)sister. You help those in need, right? Here is what their family says.

Where my Thanks Go

2009-11-25T13:44:00.000-06:00

This has been one outstanding year. I can't say more.

No More Diapers

2009-11-24T19:24:00.000-06:00

The boys are going to the bathroom on their own. Wow. How smart.