Sir Poops and Hair Ball: What’s Your Nosh Tuesday

SPAL: It’s  What’s Your Nosh Tuesday, everyone.

HB: Yup. And I’m doing it today since I’m sporting an annoying head cone. Daddy-o nicked my eyelid the other night when he attempted shaving me. Mummsy’s hands bother her and so…well..the Daddy-O butchered me a good one.

SPAL: You need to remember, this is not about you. This is to help promote the new and Indie author. This is not about you having ouchies and getting treats by no means. I want to see excerpts from current WIPS and what our authors have published. You wear me out, stupid. It’s the same argument every Tuesday.

HB: Whatever, pansy-boy. I’m an injured pup and I deserve some justice. A nice treat would fix me up real nice.

SPAL: If you would’ve held still you’re eye would be okay. And if you keep fussing when Daddy-O goes to put the drops and salve on your eye, it won’t get better either. Which means you’ll have to go to The-Land-of-Lots-of-Torture where the evil, green-king lives and get a big shot in your butt. ***shrugs and then faces the audience***Today, I’d like to introduce, Mark Hunter.

 

HB: ***sticks his tongue out at SPAL before turning toward Mark***Hello, Mr. Nice-Man. Do you think you could spare some---

SPAL: ***elbows HB and smiles at Mark*** What do you like to snack on when you’re writing? Tell me why you like it.

MH: Bit O’ Honey, in the package of bit-size candy: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bit-O-Honey

It’s low in fat and sugar and high in awesomeness: Plus, it’s chewy, so I don’t eat too many too fast.

HB: I hear honey is good when fur peeps are sick. ***he coughs and then sniffles*** I hear its good for a fever.

SPAL: **rolls his eyes*** Is it crunchy or soft?

MH: Hard in your hand, soft in your mouth. Wait, let me rephrase that …

HB: Huh? I thought you were talking about honey. Not bones. Although, a bone would be nice.

SPAL: ***shh!*** MR. Nice-Man is it salty or sweet?

MH: Sweetish.

HB: ***licks his chops*** I’ve never heard of a sweet bone before.

SPAL: ***whispers to Hair Ball*** He’s not talking about bones, stupid. ***He turns to Mark***Does it get your creative juices flowing?

MH: I never really thought about it … not really – it just keeps me from rummaging through the house for something even worse.

HB: Like the garbage can?

SPAL: ***whispers to HAir Ball ***turns to look at Mark***Do you have any fur or feathered-peeps you like to share your nosh with?

MH: Baeowolf the giant dog, and Lucius, the cowardly ball python … although Lucius is more my wife’s pet. And has no fur, or feathers.

HB: Ewwwwwe. You have a snake? Oh…that’s not good. One of those things got me one day while I was outside to take my whiz.

SPAL: Yeah. Because you whizzed on his head, stupid. You need to watch where you point your whizzer. ***he looks at Mark*** Don’t pay any attention to my stupid brother. He always messes up the interview. My apologies, Mr. Nice-Man. Shall we continue. Do your fur and slithery peeps help you write like we help our Mummsy write? She says we’re her muses.

MH: Not really … although we’ve only had Bae for a few weeks, so we’ll see.

SPAL: Do you have any published books out there that your pets helped you with?

MH: Emily and I are definitely discussing doing a book with Bae!

SPAL: I’d like to write my own book, too. Could you please share an excerpt from your work in progress if you haven’t published anything yet.

“In those days, the entire population of a town would turn out to give what help they could at the call of ‘fire!’ In some communities the law stated everyone had to own at least one bucket. As the alarm spread, people would throw their buckets out the window, where they’d be grabbed up, until everyone formed bucket brigades to splash water on the fire.

How many concussions resulted from fallen buckets hasn’t been documented.“

-- Smoky Days and Sleepless Nights: A Century Or So With the Albion Fire Department

You can also find two of my books over at Amazon:

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and

Click here to check it out

SPAL: Thank you for sharing, Mr. Nice-Man.

MH: Awe. Thank you. My pleasure.

HB: But I’m really sick. I think I’m catching a fever and in need of some honey.

 

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Don’t go yet. Gail Baugniet has released her book, With Jealous Intent.

Click here for more info

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Also, Mummsy has been selling her paperback on her own and doing insy-winsy silent book signings at Starbuck’s and behind her salon chair. And currently, she’s been wrangling with the ebook format. Any day now and she will announce when she’ll do the blog party.

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And too, we’re looking for peeps to interview. If interested, let us know. Right now, we have no one in February. That means Boy-Toy will be around.  And I have no clue what he’s all about either. I’m almost afraid to find out. Mummsy’s been keeping it a secret and laughs this wicked laugh when we ask her. it even has Daddy-O on edge.

Lots of Licks,

Sir Poops and Hair Ball

Announcing, The Hot Man Today and Celebrating, Norma Beshir’s, Chasing the Wind, New Edition

First things first, I woke up late this morning. I slept like a rock through the night. This is unusual for me. My alarm didn’t wake me at 6 a.m. A neighbor's buzzing weed-whacker did at 7:30 a.m. So I began my day behind my behind.

I haven’t even read one blog today and now it’s 4:24 p.m. An invisible ball and chain is dragging behind me today sucking energy out of me, I swear.

Despite all this, it’s a good day day to announce the next Hottie for Hot Men of Blogs.

He reminds me of this guy.

No. He’s not a coward. More like a brave lion who loves his family. It’s expressed in his blog. ***sigh***sigh***

Every time I visit his blog, I see his picture and think, he’s so cute I want to pinch his cheekies.

This hottie loves his fiancé and makes no bones about it. He’s a father. He’s a city councilman (or was), a firefighter, and an EMT. According to him, he’s the biggest klutz when it comes to home repairs. He also writes a column.  And his book, Storm Chaser, came out last year. You can find my review somewhere in my archives to the right of your screen.

Anyone figured out who he is?

It’s Mark R. Hunter. You can find his blog at Slightly of the Mark .

So Mark, take this as a warning, your cheeks are pinchable. And if some strange woman grabs your cheeks after this is posted, it could be me or someone testing their pinchability.

Okay. One more thing to announce and celebrate.

My friend, Norma Beshir, has just released her new edition to Chasing the Wind.

Once upon a time she had a publisher and has been on the NYC best sellers list.  Now she’s going Indie.

So I’m here to give her a big hand and ask that you all do the same.

Product Description

Who is Connor Mackenzie? Is he the result of an experiment that should never have been undertaken...or is he the prophet foretold by an ancient text discovered in the Sinai wilderness? Around the globe, children are abducted. All of them are between the ages of five and six, all conceived by in vitro fertilization, and all extraordinarily gifted. In the Sinai, archaeologist Lynne Raven searches for proof of the Exodus and finds a papyrus proclaiming the emergence of a prophet sent to defeat the darkness that threatens to consume the world. In London, a powerful cartel manipulates politicians and industrialists and controls a think tank with an unthinkable agenda. One thing connects them all: the truth about Connor Mackenzie...
Revised, updated edition of the 2009 novel, now in multiple first-person points-of-view.
Norma Beishir is the bestselling author of fourteen previous novels. Collin Beishir is the author of the upcoming novel E.L.E. (Extinction Level Event).

You can find the new edition at Amazon for Kindle. Price .99.

Sometime this year, I’ll have a review for all to read.

That’s all for now folks! Characters are calling me, and I seriously need to drag myself out of my hole or go back to bed.

Later in the ink all,

Shelly