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

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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

Two Book Reviews: Lisa Olsen’s, Angel of Mercy and Mark Hunter’s, Storm Chaser

While on vacation, I read three books. Two great ones. And, one really bad one. So I thought I’d give you the good reads first because I’m still crock-potting how to deliver the bad one for tomorrow.

First Review: Angel of Mercy, by Lisa Olsen

 Genre: Paranormal

 

Product Description:

When Mercy wakes up in the hospital after a brutal stabbing, she has little recollection of the attack; only the blurred memories of a mysterious stranger with piercing blue eyes that haunts her dreams. After spotting the same man, that only she can see, Mercy follows him home, brazenly confronting him. (kids at home, never do that!) Her savior turns out to be less than human, or is it more?

Samael is a fallen angel, bound to the Earth and living out his life among humans but apart from them. Unwilling to let an innocent die, Sam bestowed some of his Grace to Mercy, healing her wounds and imbuing her with some of his angelic powers. Thrust into a world within her own where angels and demons coexist unseen by mortals, Mercy must learn to accept the fact that she is no longer strictly human; she is something new. Complicating things is Adamiel, the reckless fallen angel who is Sam's enigmatic friend. Equal parts information and aggravation, Sam and Adam help Mercy acclimate to her new life. But now Mercy's eyes are opened to a whole new world beyond the human realm... and their eyes are opened to her.

My thoughts:

Another Kudos to Ms. Olsen. She’s written another attention-getting-page-turner, folks. There was nothing about it I didn’t like. I loved the premise. Human turning into some kind of angel hybrid. She even had her main character refer to former boyfriends as ‘ass hats’. Ladies, I know we’ve all dated a few of those. Some of us even married ‘ass hats’.

Okay. I’m done. On with the review.

Mercy,a/k/a, Merceline Renault, is the well-rounded main character. She’s a bartender. Single. She’s got mother issues. Even brother ones, too. She’s got a best friend.

Her story opens with her in a hospital bed. She’s been stabbed severely and wonders if she’s in heaven. Some handsome blue-eyed guy visits her while she sleeps in recovery.

While in the hospital, she meets Detective Joe. He questions her about the stabbing. He compliments her on her beautiful blue eyes and a relationship blossoms.

But wait a minute, the handsome dude with the heavenly blue eyes.…well, he likes her, too. He’s the angel who saved her life. His name is Sameal. He follows her around after she leaves the hospital.

Oh….and, did I tell you about the ‘ass-hat’ angel she’s attracted to? Yeah, Adameal. He likes her, too, but she might die if he follows through with his feelings for her.

The question here is: Who does she really fall for?

Interested? You can buy the e-book for 2.99 or via paperback for 9.99 at Amazon.com.

It’s worth the money. This one gets Shelly’s twenty-five shiny stars. Like I say, why give five when you can give more.

Second review:  Storm Chaser, by Mark Hunter

Genre: Drama/Romance/Comedy

 

Product Description:

The black funnel of an approaching tornado makes all other troubles seem small. But when Indiana State Trooper Chance Hamlin “rescues” Allie Craine from a twister, his troubles are just beginning—Allie, a disaster photographer, rescues him when he drives into the storm’s path.
Chance doesn’t like being rescued, he doesn’t like photographers, and he definitely doesn’t like being stuck with Allie when she wants to stay in calm, peaceful Indiana. Too bad his family, friends, and even the other members of Chance’s volunteer fire department think she’s great. Suspicious of Allie’s motives, he decides to drive her away out of sheer boredom—but that’s not so easy when someone begins causing fires and other catastrophes around the area. That someone might be Allie, who has plans of her own...

My thoughts:

I fell in love with this story. Really. For one, the plot involves a small town. Hurricane, Indiana. And in small towns, everybody knows everybody's biz (I know-I grew up in one like that).

Chance Hamlin and Allie Craine are two great characters. They literally fall into each other’s paths by pure chance. And from the get go, Chance questions everything about Allie. He makes a lot of assumptions. And, you all know what that means. Right?

But, Allie has secrets which gives Chance the wrong impressions to make an ass out of himself.

Despite their clumsy beginning, these two plant seeds to a romance. Their intimate moments were interrupted either by fires and deer smashing out windows. Or Chance’s doubts and Allie’s hurt feelings.  It had me wondering if these two were going to make it happen in the end.

It was hilarious, delightful, and had a nice hometown feel to it.

Shelly gives this one twenty-five shiny stars, too. Why give five when you can give more.

You can pick this up for 6.99 for your e-reader at Amazon.com.