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www.old-phones.com I Remember When......
     Hey everyone.  Does the picture above look familiar to you?  Do you remember trying your hardest to dial a phone number only to receive a woman's voice on the other end saying, "Can I help you?", when your multiple attempts failed in dialing the correct phone number?  Mainly because your fingers were beginning to cramp from holding your finger in the selected hole and trying to pull the rotary all the way around without stopping.     Growing up, my Grandma had one of these phones and let me tell you; she didn't allow any kid to touch her phone!  It didn't matter that it was ringing off the hook.  For those of you that have never heard an ol' timey phone like this ring, compared to the phones today, it would tear your nerves up it was so loud.  The noise of it ringing naturally gave you the impression that the handset was jumping in the cradle.     "Talk on the phone?"  My mom gave me a crazy look one time w…

#THANKSGIVING

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#THANKSGIVING ~ I Remember When....      Today, we celebrate Thanksgiving!  Over the last month or so, I've been reflecting on my childhood Thanksgiving's.  The holiday seems to be so much more strenuous now.  Commercials and TV shows nowadays are pitching the idea that the Thanksgiving dinner is suppose to be prefect, or your a failure.        Cooking experts are giving tips on how to cook the 'perfect turkey', interior decorators are giving tips on how to decorate with the 'perfect' elements to make the dinner occasion spectacular and fashion buffs are giving tips on how to dress for the occasion.     But is that what Thanksgiving is all about?  Sadly, no it's not.  Unfortunately, Thanksgiving has become just as commercialized as Christmas!   I remember as a small child we didn't have turkey for Thanksgiving dinner.  It was a hen or rooster off the yard, killed the day before and baked in a brown paper bag that had been used to bring home the groceries in…
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#PARMALEE Saturday night, May 2, I had the opportunity to attend a concert in my very own hometown.  In was also one of my New Year's resolutions to start enjoying life and to stop sweating the small stuff that I don't have any control over.  So Saturday evening I drove my son and I three miles to UNC-Pembroke's GPAC.   The country band; Parmalee, are from Parmalee, North Carolina.  As the band stood on the stage before us, I looked upon them in amazement, not because they are climbing the ladder to fame or that they are living in Nashville, but because like I, they also are from a small southern town who made their dreams as an artist come true.  After the concert, the band signed autographs and took photos with the fans.  I handed my car keys to my teen and told him to go get his guitar.  He hesitated, like all teens do and in a stern voice, like all mama's have, I told him to 'GO!'.  The results were wonderful.  Standing in line, I pulled out my manuscript…
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LIFE'S HURDLES.... Wow!  I happened to look at my blog a couple of days ago and I realized that it had been two months since I had last blogged.  The only explanation I can give?  Life and the hurdles it places in our path.  In February, here in the southern part of North Carolina, there were several days that we had ice and it never fails; inclement weather always throws our life out of sync.  At least for me it does. When its icy and rainy weather I'm more apt to go straight home from work than to go to the gym were I love to workout and work on my manuscripts.  

Once the ice past, then we had several weeks of rain.  We got so much rain my husband and I joked that we needed a boat to get in and out from our home.  Unfortunately, all the rain we got drowned out a section of my dad's field and killed the wheat that was planted.  For those that know a little about farming, you know what we will be doing this spring and summer....Yep digging out our ditches. 

 During this t…
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WHAT CHARACTER ARE YOU TODAY?
Characters, plots and personal stakes.  It all boils down that these three can make you or break you when it comes to a manuscript.  I've been struggling with my current manuscript, 'When There's Hope for Tomorrow' for the past couple of weeks.  Struggling because I was once told that my main character Hope wasn't realistic in that she was optimistic that one day her family would stop ostracizing her.  It's realistic, it's real and it happens everyday; unfortunately, just ask anyone who lives down South.   But that's not why I'm struggling.  I'm struggling because Flo, the main character in my first novel, 'A Sister's Love', whom I modeled after myself, and now, I am having a hard time writing about a character who is timid, shy and is a pacifist.  Me, when I get a burr up my saddle, I just won't rock the boat, I'll turn it upside down, and if you happen to be inside, you better have a life jacke…
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HOW DO YOU HANDLE UNEXPECTED CROSSROAD?

It happens when we least expect it; no matter how much we plan and when it does, there are only two choices; to quit or to keep going.  That's what happened to me over a month ago when an editor looked at the first four chapters of my manuscript.  Field with despair, my husband told me to take a month off from writing completely; even blogging.  Oh I balked, believe me, but after deep consideration I agreed.
I took a step back, bought some books on writing productively and enjoyed the holidays with friends and family.  So now its back to work; but the main question that keeps popping up is which way do I go?  Do I following what the editor suggested and start over or do I be adamant and stick to my guns?
But to grow there has to be a change and to change there is growth.  My problem is I want to change and grow at my own rate.
A month later, with a clear mind, I'm revisiting and reevaluating the suggestions the editor made.  I'm n…