Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Sir Poops and Hair Ball: What’s Your Nosh Tuesday, Author Charmaine Clancy

IMG_0485 SPAL: I’m so excited for this day.

HB: Its trick or treat time, right? I’m ready. I’ve got my bat wings on.


SPAL: Not yet! That’s tomorrow. Today is where we help support new and Indie authors. We share their published and unpublished work with us and they share their nosh with us. But just in case, I’ve got my costume on, too. I’m a vampire.


HB: Maybe today’s guest will give us a nice Halloween treat.


SPAL: Maybe. She’s the author of Zombie Dog.

HB: Is it anything like The Walking Dead? That’s one of Mummsy’s favorite shows. Mine, too.

SPAL: You’re going to have to get the book and read it. Anyway, I think I see Ms. Charmaine coming. She has a beautiful head of red curls.

profile pic charmaine clancy


HB: Trick or treat! Give me something good to eat! ***he jumps up and down*** See my wings. See my wings. I’m bat-boy and where’s my treat?

SPAL: ***grabs HB mid-air and tucks him under his arm*** Apologies, nice lady. He’s a little excited about Halloween tomorrow. Do tell us what your favorite nosh is when writing? Please tell us why.

CC: I like to stick with the classics, cookies or lollies... or cookies with lollies in them! Hmm, I love jelly beans, I think I might make some jelly bean filled cookies... mmmm.

HB: ***wiggles out of SPAL’s arm***You can put those in my treat cup. I’ll take some cookies and lollies. Jelly beans, too. Are they crunchy or soft?

CC: I like my cookies soft and chewy, real chewy... think your favorite shoe to nibble on.

SPAL: I find shoe nibbling offensive.

HB: The last time I nibbled on a shoe, I got into big trouble.

SPAL: You’re always in trouble.

HB: Am not.

SPAL: Are, too.

HB: Not. ***he turns to Charmaine*** Trick or treat. Trick or treat.  Are your cookies salty or sweet?

CC: My gym trainer told me I could make cookies as long as I put in healthy ingredients like oats and bran. I interpreted that to mean cups of sugar, butter and... lollies. Yep, pretty sweet.

HB: Oooo…that sounds really good.

SPAL: Do tell us nice lady, does it get your creative juices flowing?

CC: If I'm honest, a brisk walk or a work out and lots of water are the best ways to get the creative juices flowing... but where's the fun in that?

HB: But I like to go for a walk. I like outside. Want to go? I’m ready. You can take me trick or treating since Mummsy has to work.

SPAL: ***he elbows his brother*** Stop bugging the nice lady. Trick or treat is tomorrow. ***he looks at Charmaine*** Have you published any books? If so, what are they? Where can we find them?

CC: I've published My Zombie Dog - a fun tale about a boy and his undead mutt. It's currently available on Amazon in Kindle format or paperback.


CC: Thanks so much Sir Poops and Hair Ball for letting me share on your blog today. I'd love to share My Zombie Dog by giving away a couple of Kindle copies - say the first two people to leave their email in your comments and I'll send them off a Kindle copy. :)

SPAL: We enjoyed having you.

HB: But where’s my treat? I got all dressed up for trick or treat. And I want my treat.



Also, Gail Baugniet is having a giveaway to celebrate the release of her new book, FOR EVERY ACTION There Are Consequences, HERE

And too, DM Yates has her first novel out, Always, Love is Eternal. You can find it HERE for 3.99.

Lots of licks,

Sir Poops and Hair Ball

Friday, October 26, 2012

Bird Poop and Other Stuff

Tag, you're it

Three weeks ago I got tagged by Clay over @ Clay Wheel. I answered the questions HERE but I didn’t tag anyone. So today I’m tagging me some peeps.

Lorelei @ Lorelei's Muse

Roland @ Writing in the Crosshairs

Yvonne @ Yvonne Says

I don’t think there are any rules with this one. But then again, who needs rules? I say make them up as you go and break the ones that don’t work. That’s my rule.


And I got tagged again by The Writing Nut from HERE for the Look Challenge.

The Rules? Count up the LOOKs in your current WIPs and choose your favorite three. Then post the paragraphs around the word.

She walked to the entrance of his room, grabbed the closed door’s handle, cracked it open, and peeked into the dimly lit room. His bed hadn’t been slept in. “Great,” she said through a sigh, looking up at the ceiling. “Lord, please don’t let him be on the way to see Pixie. But if he does make sure he gets C.J. and brings him back here,” she prayed. “Please let Larry and the baby be safe. Please God. Please.” Her son wouldn’t be all messed up on dope if it weren’t for that girl taking him further down the wrong path. Only God could help now.

The I-phone buzzed on the bedside table next to Faith Wise. It didn’t take much to wake her up. She was a light sleeper anyway and she sat straight up, looking down at the buzzing phone. The flashing screen lit up half the bedroom. The digital clock beside the annoying phone glowed yellow: 1:37 AM.

“What is wrong with you?” Joe looked at his watch. The shower would start in twenty minutes and he lived a good half-hour away from where he needed to take the tables. “You need to pull your brains out of your ass and pull up your pants and be a man. You’ve got a kid coming into the world and one already here.” For some reason, no matter how many lectures he gave his twenty-three year old son about being responsible, the boy did what he wanted to anyway. Nothing. The kid couldn’t keep a job and didn’t seem to care if he and his pregnant girlfriend slept outside in a tent or even on the hard driveway for that matter. The boy’s dumber than rabbit playing with a fox, he thought.

This concludes my LOOK project. Although, I will need to tag some peeps in this. But I’ll do this another time. Hey! Rules are made to accommodate mwa.



“There’s a difference between Starkey Park bird poop and city bird poop.”

I didn’t know that. How about you? I also wonder what the difference is. The smell? Color? Consistency? ***shrugs***

Maybe I should do a Sweetman interview.


Misty Provencher has revealed her new book cover HERE for Hale Maree.


Roland Yeomans is doing a Halloween Giveaway HERE.


And a very naughty couple, James and Scarlett talk about my soon-to-be released book Secondhand Shoes HERE . Thank you, guys!




Happy Halloween, all!

Hugs and chocolate,


Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Sir Poops and Hair Ball, What’s Your Nosh Tuesday, Author Lorelei Bell

IMG_0485 SPAL: It’s Tuesday! Hooray!

HB: What’s that about?

SPAL: You know where we help promote an author’s published or unpublished works.

HB: Oh yeah. So we can get some delicious foodies.

SPAL: Today we have Lorelei Bell and one of her kitties. I love kitties. I miss mine.

kittens sleeping

HB: Looks like the one below is snacking on some toes. Toe licking is good. I love Daddy-o'’s toes. No-No’s, too. They’re quite tasty.

kitten licking my toe

SPAL: ***looks through a pile*** Ut-oh!

HB: What?

SPAL: I can’t find my interview.

HB: You did this last week with Gwen Gardner and Angela Brown. You’ve  got Alzheimer's for sure. Two times in a row. ***puts his paws on his hips*** And I hear Lorelei makes deadly chocolate chip cookies and chocolate cake. And now we don’t get any because of you.

SPAL: Sorry. ***He lowers his head*** Did you know she likes chocolate wine, too?


HB: Don’t think sorry and chocolate wine can change the subject either.

SPAL: Mummsy calls it a MORON-MOMENT. That’s better than Alzheimer’s.


HB: So what are you going to do to save our tales today? And get me some good nosh?

SPAL: Well, we could share her published works. She’s a vampire author, you know.

HB: Yeah. That might work. Here's the list of her works:

Vampire Ascending

vampire ascending

Go here to purchase


Sabrina Strong is a Touch Clairvoyant who knows a secret. She knows her mother was turned into a vampire when Sabrina was ten. Now that she is grown up, a powerful magnate in the Chicago business world hires her to reveal the identity of who relentlessly murders vampires in his ultra-modern stronghold of a hotel.
Sabrina is not thrilled about the aspect of working for vampires, but she needs the money, and she wants to find the gorgeous and mysterious vampire who has been turning up in her dreams. Is he the one who bit her when she was ten, marked her for his own, and turned her mother so long ago?
Little does Sabrina know that her whole life is about to change when her best friend becomes a victim, too, and Sabrina is the only one who can find her. Her friend’s fate intensifies the desperate need to find the murderer and, consequently, brings her into contact with a rogue vampire.
Sabrina is quickly immersed in romantic trysts and dangerous situations involving scheming vampires, shift changers, and werewolves.
With Vampire Ascending, Lorelei Bell has created a unique and mesmerizing mystery blending intricately detailed fantasy and romance within a contemporary setting. Her story features strong character development and provides new insights on a vampire’s life including love, passion, heartache, hope, devastation, lust, and longing. Moreover, Vampire Ascending is an action-packed plot full of surprises. Bell delivers a well-written and satisfying story that will leave the reader wanting more.

Book 2:

Vampire’s Trill

vampires trill

Click here to purchase


Lorelei Bell has created another unique and mesmerizing mystery masterwork that tops its prequel Vampire Ascending in drama, fast-paced action, love, passion, heartache, and devastation.
New friends, new adventures, shocking revelations, and harrowing experiences make for riveting reading in this second installment of the Sabrina Strong Series.
Sabrina learns more details - through Vasyl's recounting of his human and vampire life – of what her role as a sibyl means and how the past and the future will come together. She finally learns what role Vasyl has played in his search for the next sibyl and why she is so tremendously important.
As Sabrina’s partner Dante puts himself at risk to help all of mankind, Sabrina learns why newcomer Bill Gannon is so interested in her, and she works to protect Bjorn Tremayne from losing it all. Sabrina’s past catches up to her, and she discovers that not everyone is, or was, what she thought. New characters, some kind and trustworthy and some not, contribute to a captivating story line, and Sabrina finds herself on a journey she never thought possible.

Her short stories:

Holy Devil

holy devil

Click here to buy


No one could resist his powerful will and mesmerizing gaze. Women flocked to him for his "blessings". Was Rasputin a holy man? Or was he something else, something evil... something no one could imagine?

Vampire My Own

vampire my own

Click here to buy


While taking her usual short cut through the cemetery one night, sixteen year old Karen Murdock meets handsome Lute Riley. Over the next few nights a romance blossoms. But when her best friend, Angeline, becomes sick and dies suddenly, Karen realizes that Lute had been seeing her on the sly.Karen wants revenge. But can she kill a vampire?

Murder Mansion

murder mansion

Click here to purchase


Is it true that people who have died a terrible death must return as
ghosts, and repeat those terrifying moments time and time again? What
of those who witnessed such horrific scenes and could do nothing about
James couldn't prevent what happened to his new wife, Joan, who died
at the hands of a monstrous murderer, and was powerless to stop
him--and yet he was tried, found guilty of her murder, and hung. James
is doomed to re-live those horrifying guilt-ridden moments forever.
This is his story.

HB: Hopefully, Lorelei will forgive you like Gwen and Angela did.


SPAL: I hope so. I sorry, Lorelei. Really. I am.


Friday, October 19, 2012

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Sir Poops and Hair Ball: What’s Your Nosh Tuesday, Author Lena Winfrey and Another Giveaway

IMG_0485 SPAL: Here we are again. Another Tuesday where we help support our new and Indie authors.

HB: Yeah. It’s all for the food. The author shares their published work or something from whatever they’re working on. And we get  some really good nosh.

SPAL: ***rolls his eyes*** Do you ever stop thinking about food?

HB: ***smiles*** Never.

SPAL: Anyway, before Lena Winfrey stops by we’re doing a giveaway.

HB: Yeah. It’s something that you two-legged-no-fur-peeps love.


SPAL: Yes. We are giving away The Great White Watery Abyss of torture along with a few torture tools.


HB: Yeah. This is what we endured yesterday.




SPAL: I just don’t understand why you two-legged-no-fur-peeps think this is great. But anyway since you do let us know in the comment box below if you’d like your name thrown into the drawing. We’re looking forward to giving this away.

HB: Yeah.

SPAL: Now that we’ve taken care of this, we’d like to introduce you to Lena Winfrey.

Lena head shot calm pose


HB: Hey nice, lady ! What did you bring us…I mean what  do you like to nosh on when you're writing? Tell us why you like it.

LW: It depends on my mood and what I’m writing. Also, if I’m extremely involved in a manuscript and things are flowing well, then I sometimes forget to eat, until I actually start having a growling stomach. Serious! But when I’m formulating a strategy or just find myself in need of a snack I will eat either crunchy carrots, peanuts or nacho chips. But usually I tend to go sweet and prefer something with chocolate, especially if I feel bit drained. I enjoy dark chocolate the most, and I try to go with bite size ones always to control the portion size. And when I want to rehydrate I might drink 100% juice; pure is always better. And if I need something to pick me up, then I drink a cup of Nescafe coffee (mostly 0% milk with a teaspoon of instant coffee). Occasionally, I might forget about monitoring my diet and just eat something ‘devilishly delicious’!

HB: Oh… this is good. Carrots, peanuts, and nachos. Chocolate and coffee. Did you bring us any?

SPAL: Tell us, nice lady. Do these foods get your creative juices flowing?

LW: The food doesn’t really give me a creative spark, but what it does it either relax me or give me a jolt of energy that helps me in the creative process. I don’t depend on food for this creativity. If I’m stuck on something, I might go for a walk, read another book, look an another project I have just to free my mind, or watch a bit of TV. I might even listen to a bit of music. Once I relax and ponder in my mind the situation, I can usually come up with some strategy. Sometimes I solve these issues in my sleep and awaken with new ideas.

HB: Food sparks me right up. It gets me thinking how I can get more.

SPAL: ***he elbows HB***Sh! ***he looks at Lena and smiles***Do you have any published books out there? If so, what are they? Where can we find them?

In Spring 2011, I published The Metamorphosis of a Muslim with IIPH, an overseas publisher. This autobiography discusses my background, my spiritual journey and my world travels through Africa, the Middle East and Asia. It can be found at:


metamorphosis book cover 2

I have been switching over to mostly fiction at the moment though I still keep up with poetry and writing reviews and interviews for fellow authors. I am currently working on two novels and a screenplay adaptation. I also have an original screenplay in the works. My paranormal novel is a bit unique, and it might become a triology. I like to write on a variety of topics, depending upon what I’m passionate about and inspired to write. I still have some non-fiction projects planned for the future.

My blog Pearldrops on the Page was intended as a place to discuss the power of words, inspirational topics and writing. Lately I have featured some of my reviews and interviews with authors. Check it out at:

I would like to share a WIP, especially since it is my first move into fiction as a novel.

Also, I will share an excerpt with you from my paranormal romance that is a WIP (so please excuse the editing for now); it is a story set in the Appalachian Mountain region. I might change the title, but for now I call it Love Rediscovered. It has vampires, werewolves, shape shifters and witches. It also has an amazing love story with obstacles and lots of adventure.

Excerpt from Chapter 1 of Love Rediscovered:

“Damn, I must be crazy to go back,” muttered Clara to herself. “Why? Why is this so important to me? What do I expect out of this trip?”

Clara Walker had spent years trying to escape her past. She left her hometown, changed her Southern accent and tried to become someone else. She had concentrated on her career. Yet, as she grew older, she sought her origins. She needed her roots. She had other reasons to return; maybe she should stay away because of the pain, but she was also drawn to Bluefield, Virginia.

Clara drove her silver Mercedes C Class that she had inherited from her mother around the curves of the mountainous Appalachian Mountain region. She reached the border between North Carolina and Virginia at a place called Fancy Gap on the mountains; she dreaded it even in the daytime. She wanted to avoid traffic, so she left Raleigh at night. The full moon would peak out from the clouds from time to time, but the fog was so intense that she feared she might veer off the road. She prayed silently. She scolded herself for not waiting until morning. Finally, she reached the top and it leveled out. She sighed relief as she stopped off at a gas station to fill up on gas and snacks. She was badly in need of a caffeine fix.

Clara wasn’t in a talkative mood, but the lonely bearded attendant engaged her in conversation. “Where ya headed, missy?”

“Bluefield. I’m on my way for my class reunion.”

“Bluefield? If I wuz you, I wouldn’t go.”

“Why not?” she asked incredulously.

“I’ve heard stories about strange happenin’s there.”

Yeah right. In Bluefield! She recalled the quiet, sleepy town of her childhood.

“Like what?” she asked curiously.

The fearful attendant with saucer eyes leaned over and whispered, “I dun heard some people have gone missin’ while others turned up dead with strange things done to their bodies.”

Clara almost laughed. Evidently, he was either joking with her or lost in a fairytale. Little Bluefield in the heart of the Bible Belt? No way! Albeit she hadn’t been back for a few years, and last time was only to bury her mother. Her father had passed away a couple of years before. Clara was an only child who had inherited their spacious house, yet she left it untouched.

Clara replied to the attendant, “Are you sure these stories are true?”

“Yes, ma’am. I get my news from my CB radio and my truck drivin’ friends. They’re always passin’ through Bluefield. And believe me, they pass through quickly!”

“Well, I’ll take my chances. I grew up there and it used to be a nice place. I’m sure these are just stories.”

“Listen, I’m tellin’ ya to be careful, ‘specially after sunset.”

“Don’t worry. I’m always careful. I took some self-defense classes. If anyone bothers me, I’ll practice on him.”

The attendant finished packing her items into the bag. He slipped in a silver cross as a gift. She later found it in the bag with a small note that said, “Please wear this gift.” For some reason, she actually put it on. It was small and elegant.

Clara continued her journey and almost fell asleep. She tried changing channels on the radio as well as rolling down the windows to feel the nippy fresh air. She passed through Big Walker Mountain tunnel. She often wondered if it had been named after an ancestor of hers. Then, she went through East River Mountain’s tunnel, which used to be one of the first and longest tunnels in the world. She hated going through long tunnels. It made her claustrophobic. She breathed again upon exiting it.

She absorbed the landscape and compared it to her memory. Not much had changed, so far as she could tell, in this small town. Bluefield was a city on the borders of Virginia and West Virginia. She had grown up on the Virginia side and had attended Graham High School.

Her silent musings were broken by the howling of some wolves. Fear leaped into her heart. She had never heard such howling before. She rolled up her windows and turned on the heat. She put on soft music to settle her nerves. The crisp October wind bit sharper than she could remember.

She needed less than three miles to reach her house located in the prestigious Sedgewood area. Her parents were one of the original people to settle in that community. They built a magnificent house, for its time. She wished the road were shorter. She was getting spooked. Of course, it was late, and she had only passed two cars on the way. The town seemed empty. The trees bent under the strong winds as rainbow leaves flew through the air. Bluefield always had the most beautifully painted trees during autumn. Clara felt something eerie, as if someone were watching her.

“Oh, come on Clara!” she chided herself. “Stop being paranoid. You let that old man spook you. Get a grip!”

Clara turned off the radio and continued on in silence. Little did she know, but she was being watched by several people, actually creatures, who had just finished a quarrel on the mountain top.

“She’s here. Finally!” exclaimed a male.

“Are you sure about this? You can’t force her to feel the same,” replied the female.

“Wait and see. You know I always get what I want.”

Clara couldn’t hear the commotion, but two groups had fought and partly because of her. Each party managed to slink back to their lairs. Clara managed to park in front of her house. It seemed strange to say ‘her house.’ She was still trying to get used to the idea that her parents were no longer there. She was hoping they would open the doors and run out to greet her with open arms. Alas, reality slapped her hard as she dug into her purse for her keys. She entered the dark house. She smelled the mustiness as she switched on the light with a little prayer that it still worked. Everything was the way she had left it. She then dead-bolted the door with both locks and carried her suitcase into her old bedroom. She collapsed into bed and decided to deal with everything in the morning.

Thank you very much, SIr Poops and Hair Ball!

SPAL: You’re very welcome. And to all the other peeps, Mummsy’ll be working today so we’ll be back later to answer your comments and draw a name for The Great White Watery Abyss of torture.

HB: Yeah. ***he turns to Lena***Can I have a carrot? I’ll give you this stupid pumpkin. There’s a prize inside. The squeaker.


Monday, October 15, 2012

Sir Poops and Hair Ball: Helping with The Paranorm Blogtour for Gwen Gardner and Angela Brown


Blogtour badge for PIP

SPAL: Oops! A big one. I think I’m going to hide in my box today. I screwed up.


HB: Yeah. You did. See who’s stupid now, pansy? It’s not me.


SPAL: ***rolls his eyes***

HB: Or are you suffering from Alzheimer’s. But its more like stupid-itis. How could you lose the interview? We have nothing to post now.

SPAL: Well, we’ll send people HERE to learn more about how they can get some really neat stuff and learn about their really cool books they’ve launched for everyone’s reading pleasure.

HB: They’re going to be really mad at you.

SPAL: That’s why I’m staying in my box today. I apologize Gwen and Angela. I sorry. Really. I am.

Friday, October 12, 2012

Sir Poops and Hair Ball Host The Secondhand Shoes Cover Reveal and Something Borrowed Giveaway



Today, we’re doing another cover reveal for Mummy’s book, Secondhand Shoes. Mummsy says we’re giving away three books from the Twilight Series and eight books from the House of Night Series. They’ve already been read. It goes with the something borrowed theme. We’ve got pictures below so you can see what you’ll win. They’re both YA/Crossovers about vampires of a different kind.

3 books from the Twilight Series


8 books from the House of Night Series

Hair Ball is willing to throw his most prized possession in, too. The ball.


In order for your name to be put in the drawing you must promise to Tweet, Facebook, and Google +1 this and leave a comment in the box that you did so along with your email, which series you would like, and what you borrowed on your wedding day to wear down the aisle. And I hope they weren’t secondhand bridal shoes that didn’t fit like Mummsy’s MC, Lila.

There will be no rafflecoptors or anything like that. Mummsy is pretty much a self-admitted-techno-moron.

Next Friday, October 19th, she will reveal the two winners for the series over at Secondhand Shoes, A Novel

So here is Mummsy’s purdy book cover made by Collin Beishir at Beishir Media.


The shoes didn’t fit. It was an omen. Secondhand_Shoes[1]

Eighteen year old psychic-medium-germ-a-phobe Lila should have listened to ghostly Gram’s advice the morning of her wedding, “Take off that dress and those shoes. And run.”

En route to the honeymoon, she decides to listen after too many disagreements with her groom. It doesn’t pay to go along to make everyone happy.

Still in her wedding dress and shoes, she escapes out a diner’s bathroom window into the Florida woods despite her fear of snakes and germs with her ghostly Gram’s direction.

So she begins a journey of finding her inner strength that puts her on a deadly run from her psychotic groom and his deranged friends.

Will she ever get past her fear of germs and snakes? Will she survive her honeymoon?


I picked Tonja and Siv.We also want to thank the bloggers who agreed to help our Mummsy out today:

Roland @ Writing in the Crosshairs

Tonja @ Tonja's Musings

Michelle @ Writer in Transit

Siv @ Been There, Done That

Norma @ Beishir Books

So we’re drawing two names today for two 10 dollar Amazon cards. We wished we could pick everybody. We really do because you guys are all really nice people.

I picked Tonja and Siv. 

And Hair Ball picked, Tonja and Siv out of the bowl. We thank everyone for stopping by. And we wanted you all to be on the lookout for Mummsy’s book.  We’ll be hosting a booktour for her soon. We’ll keep you posted.


Also, E.J. Wesley’s, Bury the Hatchet blogtour  isn’t over until October 19th. Go check him out at The Open Vein

Francine over at Stitching Words has released her novel, Still Rock Water.

Monday, Hair Ball and I will be hosting the Paranorm Blogtour here for Gwen Gardner and Angela Brown.

Lots of licks,

Sir Poops and Hair Ball

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Sir Poops and Hair Ball: What’s Your Nosh Tuesdays, Author April Monroe


IMG_0485SPAL: Oh my, its Tuesday again. Its time for what’s your nosh Tuesday where we help the new and Indie authors promote their published works or an excerpt from the current MS.

HB: Yeah. We do this for food. ***he looks at Sir Poops*** How many times do we have to say this?

SPAL: Every Tuesday. Just in case someone new stops by.

HB: I’m bored with it.

SPAL: If you think you can come up with something better, let me know, stupid.

HB: Pansy. ***he sticks out his tongue***IMG_0036

SPAL: Stick that back into your mouth. Today, we’ve April Monroe coming by. She’s a poet.

HB: So am I. Want to hear my Haiku? Author interview/Give them some press/Gets us some treats

SPAL: That’s dumb. That’s not even a Haiku, stupid.

HB: Is too.

SPAL: Whatever. Just behave. She’s coming. ***he looks out into the blogosphere*** Everyone welcome April Monroe.

SPAL and HB jump up and down and clap their paws.

HB: She’s little like a fairy. How come she doesn’t have wings?

SPAL: Stop it, stupid. Hello, April. ***he walks toward her***

HB: ***follows behind.***

SPAL: Hi nice lady. Thank you for coming today. Please share what  you like to nosh on when writing?

AM: I like eating fruit snacks.

HB: If its watermelon, I want some. Daddy-O lets us.

SPAL: Are your fruit snacks crunchy or soft?

AM: Soft.

HB: I thought watermelon was cold and crunchy.

SPAL: Shh…So nice lady are your fruit snacks salty or sweet?

HB: You’re the stupid one. Everyone knows fruit is sweet.

AM: Sweet.

HB: See. I told you it was sweet.

SPAL: I’m trying to do an interview here.

HB: And I’m trying to get us some eats.

SPAL: ***He looks down at HB and rolls his eyes*** Nice lady does the fruit snack get your creative juices flowing?

AM: To some degree, yes.

HB: She doesn’t say much, does she?

SPAL: *** he elbows HB and smiles at April***Do you have any published books to share? What are they? Where can we find them? 

AM: Yes, i have a published book, From the Heart, which can be found on Smashwords and on Amazon websites

From The Heart Poems


( and on Smashwords (

SPAL: April thank you for coming today. It was nice chatting with you.

AM: ***nods***

HB: Hey April! I’ve a got a poem for you. Roses are red. Violets are blue. If you don’t give me a treat, I’ll cry boo-hoo until you do.



SPAL: Wanted you all to know we’ll be revising our interview questions and will be sending them out soon. We may look like we’re not doing much but we are. We’re always hard at work especially at keeping the boogies away while Mummsy and Daddy-O are at work.

And also, Mummsy is behind in her blog reading again. She’ll be catching up tomorrow and Thursday.

Lots of licks,

Sir Poops and Hair Ball

Friday, October 5, 2012

Secondhand Versus Second Hand

Today, I hope to settle the spelling issue on secondhand and second hand over at my other blog, Secondhand Shoes, A Novel.

Hugs and chocolate,


Thursday, October 4, 2012

Sir Poops and Hair Ball: What’s Your Nosh, Author Gwen Gardner

IMG_0485SPAL:Today we’re doing What’s Your Nosh. We nursed Mummsy back to health. She’s doing much better now. So we’re back to share what new and Indie authors are writing.

HB: Yeah. For nosh. Eats. Foodies. Treats. IMG_0531Just leave your donations in the mugs. We really appreciate this, including my pansy brother. Don’t let his dignified self fool you.

SPAL: ***elbows HB*** We’re here to help our fellow authors out there.

HB: No. It’s a guise for good eats. And you know it.

SPAL: Maybe it is for you, stupid. But not for me. Anyway, today we have author Gwen Gardner coming. I think I see her now.

IMG_0350HB: I wonder what she’s bringing us to eat. See anything in her hands?

SPAL: Just behave.

HB: Can I hug her leg?

SPAL: ***steps in front of him*** Absolutely not! ***he looks out at the blogsphere*** Everyone please welcome Gwen Gardner.

HB: ***jumps up and down*** Hey, nice lady! Hey! What you got for us today…

SPAL: Apologies. He means what do you like to nosh on when writing? Tell us why.

GG: Generally, I don’t eat while I’m writing. BUT! (and this is why I don’t usually eat while writing) I recently had a huge box of hot tamales and ate so many, well, you know what happens when you eat too much sugar, right? I love the sweet with the hot combination – it’s sooo addicting.

HB: That would make some hot poops.

SPAL: ***he shoos at HB*** Shh!

HB: I don’t think we should eat those. It would make our tushies burn. Mummsy would get upset if we scooted out butts on the carpet.

SPAL: ***looks at HB*** This is not the time to discuss this. ***he turns and looks at Gwen Gardner*** Nice lady, is it crunchy or soft?

GG: It’s chewy/gummy/sticky.

HB: Oooo. That would get stuck in your butt. Hot and sticky. That would really burn then.

SPAL: ***elbows him*** So nice lady, is it salty or sweet?

GG: Definitely sweet. And cinnamon-y.

HB: Sweet? Sugar? I want some.

SPAL: ***he looks over at HB*** Just be quiet. ***he looks back at Gwen Gardner*** Do these hot tamales get your creative juices flowing?

GG: Since I write YA, it does sort of make me feel like a teenager again. Without the pimples, I mean. So yeah, it gets me in the zone.

HB: I want to go to the zone. The food zone.

SPAL:***rolls his eyes*** Do you have any published books to share, nice lady? What are they? Where can we find them?

GG: My first book, GIVIN’ UP THE GHOST, a YA paranormal cozy mystery, will be self-published on Amazon on October 8th – the first day of my blog tour with my awesome writing buddy/critique partner Angela Brown. We both write YA paranormal so we teamed up under the Partners in ParanormYA banner and are releasing our books and touring Blogtown together. When I’m not touring, I’ll be hanging out at my blog, Gwen Gardner, YA Author.

Blogtour badge for PIP

SPAL: This fun tour starts next Monday. We’re going to help, too.

HB: Yeah. But don’t bring hot tamales. Bring some sugar to the event. That won’t make our butts burn and will keep us from scooting them on Mummsy’s carpet.

SPAL: Also, E.J. Wesley is having his Bury the Hatchet Blogfest. This event ends October 19th. So go to The Open Vein to sign up up for some really cool treats like a Nook.

Lots of licks,

Sir Poops and Hair Ball

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Insecure Writer’s Group: Worry

InsecureWritersSupportGroupCan you believe its another first Wednesday of another month? Holy Schmoly! We’re barreling right into fall. Where did the summer go?

Anyway, the first Wednesday of the month is Alex J. Cavanaugh's Insecure Writer’s Group where we writer’s help lift each others’ pens and fingers up so we can continue to write our little hearts out. And where we give huggy-hugs and encouragement to one another when one of us is feeling a little off kilter about our writing abilities.

And today I’m feeling a little off. I’m overwhelmed to be honest. Secondhand Shoes will be out real soon and I worry about the small list of things yet to do.

Right now I’m working on finishing the proofread. But I have yet to perfect the blurb. I think I’m about there. And I have to write a dedication, a memoriam, and acknowledgment page. When I think about all that still needs to be down I get anxiety and heart palpitations. Writing a novel…just the novel never gives me these irritating feelings. Why does everything else?

Monday, I received my copyright letter. And last week I was freaking out because I couldn’t find my username and password to my Library of Congress account.  Schwoo! Its strange how things work out. I wished I could remember this an not worry, but…

Oh my God, I worry that something will happen to my MS when its transposed into HTML.

I worry that I’m too much of a moron to download it to Amazon and Create Space.

Once its out there, I worry that no one will like it.

I keep telling myself, once I get through each step all will be well.

Hopefully, I won’t get another three day migraine. This past Sunday, one came knocking at my forehead. It made itself all nice and comfy around my right eye, squeezing the sight out of it. Fat ole, mean ole migraine. I spent yesterday nursing my head and eye back to normalcy. This unwelcome visitor-which comes frequently-messes up my to do list big time. That worries me.

Anyway, next Friday, September 12th, I’ll be doing another cover reveal. I’ll be doing two drawings for 10 dollar Amazon cards for those who would like to help with the reveal. If anyone is interested, please say so in the comment boxes.

Also, if anyone is interested in reading a story ARC please say so. I’ll be glad to e-mail one to you.





E.J. Wesley is having a a Blogfest and Giveaway over at The Open Vein. This will end October 19th.


Blogtour badge for PIP


Gwen Gardner and Pal are having a Blogtour starting October 8th through the 31st. Anyone interested, PLEASE CLICK HERE


Misty Provencher is getting ready to release her second book, KeyStone. Go check her out HERE


So don’t worry all-easier said than done- be happy! And don’t answer the door if Mr. Migraine comes knocking.

Hugs and chocolate,


Tuesday, October 2, 2012

No Nosh Today

Mummsy is having technical difficulties with her head and right eye today. It’s really messing up what she needs to get done. So we’ll be hanging out in bed with her instead of sharing nosh. Sorry, nice people. But we’ll be back with nosh on Thursday. As  long as Mummsy is better.

Lots of licks,

Sir Poops and Hair Ball