DTA is fun to read

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More excitement!

I received another video review. This one is about Department of Temporal Adjustment.
She says it’s fun to read!

Fun was what I was going for when I wrote this book.
It’s wonderful that she actually pronounced my name right.
I love everything about this video review.

Imagining a conversation

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I began writing on a new book this morning. It’s a novel for kids and has an outline, but no title yet. Not even a working title.

When I’m trying to figure out new characters I often let them have a conversation. Conversations reveal so much. Then I write down the conversation and use it to build upon.

These characters are preteen boys in the 1920s who are getting ready for a backyard campout.

Here’s the conversation:

 

“I saw a ghost in the old Jackson house!”
“You did not!”
“I did so. Yesterday. My ball went up on the porch and I went to get it. And there was a ghost, sitting on the porch swing.”
“In broad daylight?”
“No. It was dusk. I was about to go
in to supper. David saw it too.”
“Where is David? And where’s Eddie?”
“They’ll be here soon. They’re
finishing up their chores. But David saw the ghost too. Only he was in the
yard, not on the porch, like me.”
“What did you do?”
“What do you think I did? I ran.
Left my ball on the porch and ran.”
“Chicken!”
“I couldn’t let it touch me. It
reached out for me. It wanted to grab ahold of me and take me back to its grave.”
“That’s silly. Ghosts are just your
imagination.”
“Says you!”
“Yes says me. And my dad. He says
that a ghost is a person’s fear manifesting itself in visual form.”
“What does that mean?”
“I think it means the bigger the
scaredy cat the bigger the ghost.”
“Okay then. How big is your ghost?”
“Me? I’m no scaredy cat. I don’t
see ghosts.”
“Prove it.”
“What do you mean, prove it?”
“Prove it. Go to the Jackson house
and get the ball off the porch.”
“That’s stupid. I don’t want to go
to the Jackson house. It’s dark. And David and Eddie aren’t here yet.”
“Like I said. You’re scared.”
“I am not!”
“Yes you are! That’s why you won’t
go.”
“Why should I go all the way to the
Jackson house to get your ball? If you want it back, you get it.”
“I would, but don’t want the ghost
to get me.”
“I told you, there’s no such thing
as ghosts!”
“Then you should be safe. Go get
the ball.”
“No.”
“I dare you.”
“No.”
“I double dare you!”
“I don’t want to go and I don’t
need to go. I’m comfortable here, by the fire.”
“If you don’t go, I’ll tell
everyone you’re a chicken, and a scaredy cat, and afraid of your own shadow.”
“You’re the one who ran away, not
me. You’re the chicken. Ghosts are not real.”
“Are too!”
“Prove it!”
“I’m trying, but you won’t let me.”
“Huh?”
“Just go to the porch. If you see a
ghost it proves I’m right. If you don’t it proves your dad is right.”
“I don’t wanna.”
“Like I thought. You’re scared.”
“Am not!”
“Are too!”
“Fine. Just to prove to you there
are no ghosts I’ll go. But you have to come with me.”
“Deal! I’ll stay in the yard. You
get the ball from the porch. If you can.”
I know where this is going.
Do you?Note: Is this my best writing? Not even close! This is a stream of consciousness type of writing and isn’t supposed to be polished. If it ends up in the book it will only be after multiple rewrites.

 

54,357

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1,237.
4,381.

Numbers, just numbers. Or so it would appear.

But each of those numbers represents something important to me.

54,357 is hours spent in front of my computer, sometimes so deep in thought that my house could have fallen down around me and I would not have noticed.
54,357 is a labor of love.
54,357 is my attempt to make the world a better place.
54,357 is laughter and learning to stand up for yourself.
54,357 is heartbreak and hope.
54,357 is the word count of Gray Zone.
54,357 is a finished book.

1,237 and 4,381, on the other hand, represent beginnings.

1,237 is a new kid’s book, a fantasy novel related to the Behold the Eye trilogy, but not a continuation of it.
1,237 is the chance to enter an entirely new world.
1,237 is looking forward to losing myself for hours as I build that world.
1,237 is meeting new characters and making them real.
1,237 is just an outline, but it is an outline that I can use to build something wonderful.

4,381 is a second Department of Temporal Adjustment book.
4,381 is delving into the intricacies of time travel.
4,381 is exploring history, and figuring out which events most effected our present.
4,381 is recreating our world in a different way.
4,381 is the outline and summary of chapters. A very good beginning indeed.

54,357.
1,237.
4,381.
Digits strung together to form a number.
Or are they more?

DTA is on Kindle!

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When I opened the email I almost jumped for joy, I was so happy.

I had been waiting, for what seemed like forever, for Department of Temporal Adjustment to be made available on Amazon in the Kindle format.

And now it’s there!

I think I’ll reread it. Only this time, I’ll read it as an ebook.

I have two books in the works currently (I’m not including Gray Zone, since it’s finished), and one of them is connected to DTA. It probably wouldn’t hurt to remind myself of the ins and outs of the story.

 

Why I wrote Gray Zone

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Bullies have been around for as long as anyone
can remember. We’ve all seen them. They are the
biggest, baddest kids on the playground and everyone knows to stay out of their way.

But there is a new breed of bully in town, one that is unseen and virtually invisible. A sneaky breed that hides a cruel streak that drives the bullying behavior behind a screen name. A breed that pummels a victim with negativity much more brutally than the old style bully could with his fists.

These cyberbullies do it partly because it is so easy. It takes very little effort to snap an embarrassing picture with a phone and post it, spread a rumor via twitter, or send an abusive text.

From the bully’s point-of-view it’s little different than a game. None of it is really real. It all happens in the no man’s land that is the digital world. And the digital world is, after all, simply a fairy tale land made up of wispy clouds of data.

Besides, the bully is safely hidden behind a mask. No one knows who contributed that comment or posted that humiliating picture, so as far as the bully’s is concerned, there’s no reason for guilt.

But the victim’s point-of-view is quite different since she can never escape the bully’s insulting taunts.  And instead of an embarrassing moment dying a natural death, it goes viral. Suddenly everybody knows about it. Life becomes a misery.

And stays that way. Zombie-data lives on forever on the Internet. Rude comments, insulting tweets, and mortifying pictures never truly die, they just keep coming back over, and over, and over again. There is no escape.

This is the world that we live in, but it doesn’t have to be this way.
Our first task to to make everyone understand that the digital world IS a part of our world. What goes on in that crazy, mixed up place doesn’t stay there.

It is what Gray Zone is all about.

 

New word for the EER

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Ridiculosity is a noun that means something that is silly, funny, or absurd.
Worthy of ridicule.

It is a good word, for as far as it goes.

The problem is that it doesn’t go far enough. It isn’t ridiculous enough to mean something that is the ultimate of ridiculousness.

For that we need a new word. A word that represents a new era in which people have found a way to be more ridiculous than in any other era.

Yes, people, we now live in the Era of Extreme Ridiculosity (the EER for short). An era that was invented by the Media (although named by me), nurtured by the Internet, and given a huge injection of growth serum by smart phones with cameras.

So I would like to propose a new word that was created by my husband.

He thought long and hard for this word. He wanted it to portray the true flavor of what it is to be ridiculous while still appearing normal enough to be plausible.

Drum roll please….

The new word is:

Ridiculosilo

Ridiculosilo is the low comedy of ridiculous. It is supreme ridiculousness. It defines the ultimate amount of ridiculosity.

It’s an extremely good word. Quite appropriate for the EER, don’t you think?

Use it well and use it often.

 

A post by Emily Walsh

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I usually don’t have guest bloggers. But sometimes a message comes along that is worth sharing.

My husband spent more than twenty years serving in the military. The well-being of veterans is very important to me.

So without further ado, I would like to share this post written by Emily Walsh, Community Outreach Blogger for the Mesothelioma Cancer Alliance.

 

Helping Veterans Adjust to Civilian Life in a Healthy Manner

 

In many ways, military life is different than civilian life. Since most veterans enter service shortly after they leave home, many do not learn the skills they need to keep themselves healthy. Adjusting to an unstructured life can be difficult for many, and veterans may need help from friends or family members to adjust appropriately. Here are some of the ways in
which friends and family members can help veterans make the adjustment to civilian life.

 

Make health a structured activity
One of the best ways to help veterans is to help them structure their lives. Many aspects of health can be greatly aided by structured routines. For example, setting aside particular times for cooking and preparing meals can help veterans eat healthy. In addition, viewing
exercise as a requirement instead of an optional activity may help as well. One problem many veterans face is not adjusting their eating habits after leaving the service; military personnel burn many calories during the day, and those who keep eating the same amount of food while reducing their physical activity will likely put on a significant amount of weight. Structure can help.

 

Regular medical examinations
Veterans are often trained to quietly suffer their pains, and many are reluctant to rely on doctors when their health may be at risk. Friends and family members can encourage veterans to see their doctors on a regular basis and be honest about any problems they are experiencing. Those who are suffering from cancer, for example, have much better survival
odds if their cancer is detected early. Unfortunately, some veterans may have come into contact with as asbestos during their service, and asbestos has been conclusively linked to the dangerous cancer mesothelioma. By stressing the importance of making medical examinations part of their lives, veterans can increase their odds of surviving illnesses.

 

Building support networks
Veterans rely on others who serve with them while the service, but some become isolated upon leaving the military. Unfortunately, this can lead to isolation and difficulty in making new friends. By encouraging veterans to reach out to others and to build a support network,
it may be possible to stave off the likelihood of mental illness while giving veterans a group of friends they can rely on if they need help.

Dogs and cats

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The world is divided into two categories, dog people and cat people.
Which isn’t quite right. It should more like a Venn diagram.
I can’t be the only person in the world who likes both dogs and cats. I refuse to believe that.
That said, I haven’t had much opportunity to get to know any cats in recent years. My husband’s allergy to the little critters made sure of that.
But I do have a dog, or to be exact, one of the cutest dogs that has ever existed. She’s scruffy, fluffy, playful, and so soft and cuddly that she could be mistaken for a toy animal.

She loves us unconditionally and has a very sweet personality. Give her a toy or scratch her behind her ears or on her belly and she’s in hog heaven…or maybe dog heaven.
Recently I finally got the chance to spend some quality time with a feline friend. A little black ball of fur named Jinx.
At first, I didn’t really know what to expect. I’d heard stories of fiercely independent cats who would rather watch a fly navigate the ceiling than give a person the time of day.
Could I make friends with such a creature? Would she scratch me or bite me? Or worse, pretend that I didn’t exist?
I am very happy to report that my fears have proven to be unfounded. Little Jinx is a friendly creature who seems to love unconditionally and has a very sweet personality. Give her a toy or scratch her behind her ears or on her belly and she’s in hog heaven…or maybe cat heaven.
Hey! That reminds me of someone. But who?