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Another update from the Hospital

OK So its, Thursday, Thanks Julie ! We’re waiting on another MRI. apparently they can’t make up their minds on what it was. So neurologist is having another look. in the mean time he’s back on his meds and I’m keeping him company. Thank God for laptops and Wireless. OH and Skype. Josh is amusing himself watching Myth busters and I’m attempting to get some writing done, since he’s in better spirits. We’re hoping they decide they were wrong and it is a pinched nerve. ( Did I mention this is really freaking me out)

update!

OK! So I’m still at the hospital. Josh is having an MRI and it turns out he has had a TIA (http://www.americanheart.org/presenter.jhtml?identifier=4781). Its a mini stroke, so its not a pinched nerve as originally thought. Dara thanks . Will check in again

I’m back! Sort of. Live from the Er!

Words Written Today: 455
What I’m listening to: Nancy grace on a continuous loop ( Help Me Please)

Why live from the ER you ask? Well I of the continuous flu, while on the mend had to bring my husband in due to tingling in his arms. Now before you condemn me for writing at a time like this. We’ve been here for at least four hours, and they are thinking its a pinched nerve in his neck. this I can deal with, heart issues let just say I was a useless puddle for a while. So the kids are at the grandparents and since the hubby likes to pretend he’s independent, I sit here with only my laptop for company and have decided to do some work instead of worrying.
If all goes well we will be able to take care of this with the help of a chiropractor, and not with surgery like I had to go through with my dad. Trust me no fifteen year old wants to be in charge of their father. (Mommy had to hold down the fort so i got sent to Trinidad to do nurse duty for two weeks)
well back to my drama.

Words written today: Nada, Zip, Zilch
What I’m listening to this vey moment: The sounds of the kids playing and My dog snoring besides me.
I can’t remember what I read right now.
Alas I’ve struck down by the flu again. I can’t move and I feel horrible. This is as much writing as i will get done today. i have to start over on my hundred word a day challenge. TTYL. I hope to be better soon.

Who am I again and what is my writing style.

Words written today: 465
What I’m listening to this at this very moment: Lee Ann Rimes “Nothin’ Better to do”
Evanescence, “You never call me when you’re sober”
What I read last week: Patricia Briggs’ Mercedes Thompson series
Moon Called
Blood Bound
Iron kissed

You’re probably wondering what the title to this weeks installment is about. The truth is I’m not even sure I know.
I’ve become a writing class junkie, I take every class I can, because, I want to be the best writer I can be. (Sounds like that old Army commercial doesn’t it) Most recently I signed up for Kelley St. Johns class “Power Pitching and promoting”. Why you ask? well the truth is that I have no idea how to promote myself. Added to that my confidence is some what battered, and now you’re thinking how can a woman who has a blog have confidence issues.
I have been a stay at home mom for four years for two of those years and for the most part I’ve had the dog and four walls for company. Not that I don’t love my dog, but she’s a little short on human conversation. In addition most of my friends are usually several hours or states away, if not on a completely different continent.
So it just takes a lot more now for me to put myself forward, and the thought of actually having to pitch my book made me sweat. Let me just say I was really happy and excited when I saw this class pop up on writersonlineclasses.com, there another site that I take classes from as well writeruniv.com. I’m half way through the class and this time I’ve done my homework, and now I’m beginning to feel more confident about it.
Though if someone asked me right now what my writing style is I couldn’t tell you.
I know, that I like Amy Tan, Nora Roberts, Beverly Barton, Lora Leigh, Linnea Sinclair and the list goes on. But who do I write like I have absolutely no clue.
to my writer friends out there : Who do you write like?(not that it’s fair to compare, but I’m asking out of curiosity)

My ranting just for you.

Words written today: 794
What I’m listening to at this very moment: Big and Rich’s “Save a Horse Ride Cowboy”
Rihanna ” Please Don’t Stop the music”
What I read this week:
Stephanie Laurens “Where the Heart Leads”
Elizabeth Lowell ” Moving Target “
Genita Low “The Protector”

Okay, so I mentioned that I’m a member of the Local RWA Chapter (http://www.cfrwa.com/) and I told you that I was taking the 100 words for 100 days challenge, but I never explained what that meant. So here it is I have to write at least 100 words everyday for 100 days straight. If I slack off and don’t write then I have to start all over again. Now some people would cheat but, those of you who know me, know that i will procrastinate all day and then write into the wee hours of the night just to meet my quota. But thats okay because thanks to this challenge I’m getting tons of work done on my WIP. So thanks again Julie for issuing the challenge.
Now all I want to do is lose myself on a dance floor its been so long since I went dancing. The problem is that guys no longer understand the concept of hands off. Now I know I’m only 28 but really when some 20 year old decides its okay to put his hands on me . I have a serious urge to put my stilettos through his feet. Which is why I don’t go out anymore, I have a low tolerance for anyone who doesn’t understand I’m taken and even if I wasn’t I wouldn’t be interested.Not quite sure why I brought that up but oh well it is my blog.
Any who, I was talking to my friend Tracy the other day, and we got to talking about where we get ideas from, and sometimes like now I have a historical running around in my head , with an empath standing on the bridge of a starship staring at me. I know it sounds crazy but , I have to finish this book so i can start on the others and when i start working on those I’m sure I’ll have a bunch of other characters running riot in my head waiting to be written. oh well thanks for letting me rant.

Happy Birthday Danielle!

Today my sister in law turns 29, and soon I will follow. Which made me think, of what has she accomplished so far since her move to Maui. From what I can see she has revived her interest in Art , her love of the outdoors, and most recently she started writing again. In addition she seems a much stronger person than when she left, and that’s saying something, because she was strong to begin with. ( Our in entire family is made up of alpha’s. ) I think she has come into her own . So today a salute someone who I’m proud to call sister to my husband, Aunt to my children and sister of my heart. By the way I couldn’t choose just one photo of Dani, so I hope the two I picked out do her justice. HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUNTY DANI!!!!!!! (that was from the girls)

Home sick in more ways than one!



I’m Home Sick, as if you couldn’t tell. Actually I’m also at home, sick, my Two year old had a 103° temp at 6am, fortunately I’ve been able to bring in down. She’s currently gluing shapes on paper and making a big happy mess as she is doing her craft for the day, Oh to be 2 again and have no worries.Now me, I feel like my throat is filled with sand and in general like crap. And when I feel like crap I want to go home. So here are my gratuitous pictures of SVG (Saint Vincent and The Grenadines) . For those who don’t know I grew up on a tiny island in the Caribbean, and though I was born in the US I still consider myself vincentian, though I also consider myself American. Well Heck it’s my prerogative, I’m both. The picture on the left was taken from my Aunt Suzanne’s veranda, the island is Young Island , its actually a hotel. And the picture below was taken entering Port Elizabeth, on the island of Bequia, ( my favorite place to go for the weekend) . I just want to sit on a porch and read a book. Okay enough wallowing in self pity I’m off to put Alex down for a nap and write. Oh and Happy anniversary To Kevin and Yamilca, and Melissa and Damian. Five years Woo Whoo! There I was happy for a whole minute, just kidding.