It started simply with a wild bird feeder hanging from a deck hanger. It was, maybe, two hours before the squirrel found this source of new food. It shared the knowledge with its pals, and the birds rarely had an opportunity to dine, but squirrels were getting fat.
Another Military Championship Tournament in Las Vegas.
Tough love for a writer is having their labor of love shredded in critiques.
Ten passes may not be enough without other’s review. I am so close to it, I have trouble seeing improvements. I have read this is common and that any writer or author benefits from having a beta reader provide feedback. I haven’t encountered someone willing to devote the time to read the novel and give me their review.
2018 is in the books, and 2019 has opened. I won’t bore with another look back. Looking forward is what one does on New Years Day. Or remember past New Years.
We are in the last hours of Christmas Day. A week from today we will start a new year, 2019. How quickly the year has passed.
‘Tis the countdown to Christmas and the panic is subsiding, or is it? Make a list, check it twice The list made, and names checked off as the gifts hidden waiting to be wrapped. Such a relief to know there is no need for another hectic shopping trip or jaunt …
30 November signaled the end of the National Novel writing month, better known as NANOWRIMO.
It is a month when the clock falls back an hour; the weather portends cold days and snowy days, and we celebrate Veterans Day and Thanksgiving Day.
Preparations for Thanksgiving brings to mind past holidays. Holidays spent with family and many apart. Weber saves Thanksgiving.