Story Time...

Okay still not one of my stories, but a few things I've read lately. If your local library (or in my case friends bookshelves) should have these you mighty likey...

Mr King delights me in a way that he hasn't since Tommy Knockers with Lisey's Story. Exploring the inside of Lisey's relationship to her husband, as a wife, and as a sister, with her sisters. For a man..he seems to have nailed the "sisterhood" pretty well. But, then again, that's why he gets the big bucks.

Mr King comes up to bat again in The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon. Although written a few years ago, I read this book in about a day. Mainly cause I could not stop reading it. I would but it down, trying to make it last. But like one of Homers sigrens, it kept calling me and urging me on.

Beware the UnderToad....

Well my fearless readers, I don't have full time access to a puter where I can actually get to my blog. Hence the sporadic posts..or lack there of even.

And truly (unless you want a post on WOE IS ME), I have not had anything to share of any value, real or imagined, lately. When I was talking to myself the other day, I said "self what have you got to say?" And there was no reply. Just dead air. Like the power went out in the day time, the lack of even the buzz of the AC letting you know that all is not well.

So I am striving to reconnect the power, as it where. Going back old school style, with pen and paper, and the great outdoors, to try and restart my creative juices. I am being smothered to death by humidity and bled dry by mosquito's, but nary a spark can I ignite.

But alive and semi-well, and still kicking, in my small town on the Southern Rivera

Just Saying....

I'm still here and have lots to say. Blog will resume shortly and we apologize for the brief interuption in posts.