Showing posts from 2014

Net Galley Wellness Pledge 2014

So I've taken the pledge for this summer. I'm going to have a lot of time where I'm not going to be able to be very active this summer, when I have surgery in about two weeks. I won't be able to go back to work for six weeks after I recover, so during the six week healing process, I'm going to have a lot to do to keep me from going crazy. So one of the things I'm going to work on during my recovery period is catching up on my reviews. I have them out there on this blog, and Goodreads, but I am definitely behind. So I signed the pledge to keep me on track, and give me some motivation to improve the quantity and quality of my Net Galley reviews in particular and other books in general.

Jeffery Renard Allen: Learning to Be Open to the World

Jeffery Renard Allen: Learning to Be Open to the World This author is definitely being added to the #TBR #book list. I too, like to write about forgotten things. 

Map of Fictional Places; Time Travel Books

Map of Fictional Places; Time Travel Books I love #book candy! 

IndieBound: Other Indie Favorites

IndieBound: Other Indie Favorites I love to promote #indieauthors--here are just a few for today. 

Cool Idea of the Day: Firefighter Story Times

Cool Idea of the Day: Firefighter Story Times This gives me some really great ideas on how I can unite some groups in our area. I can set up a program between my husband's job as a seasonal firefighter with our local community....

Feature and Follow #29

 So here's my #Feature and #Follow (#29 for me). This is a great prompt because there are just so many books, most of them YA, that I was looking forward to in 2014. Most of these are continuations of an ongoing series, because once I start with an author and a series I like, I *have* to keep going. Here are just a few:

#IAmSubject Project

I am participating in Diane DeBella’s #iamsubject project   Here is my #iamsubject story. Surgery. A word that summons images of clean whiteness, sterile air, and rubbing alcohol. The smell of rubbing alcohol strikes more fear into my heart than a thought of a needle piercing my skin. Last year was my year for needles, so I’m not fazed much by them anymore. I learned a lot about my body last year. I learned to listen, and demand that I be taken seriously for my pain. My cramps had become steadily worse—and then stopped altogether. Then after a month or so, they’d start up again, worse than before, with a lot of heavy bleeding. I wasn’t on any form of birth control and I knew—I knew—something wasn’t right, and I was scared enough to go to the emergency room. This is where my story picks up with a lot of other women: the dread of male doctors, mansplaining to me what I already know—it’s cramps!--and a condescending pat on th



Tuesday Afternoon, Part One


Memorial Day 5/25/14 Sunday

I'm glad I went. I wasn't feeling well, but I didn't want to sit at home either. It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be being around all the little ones. I tried to concentrate on having a good time and it worked. At least today it did. I had to sit down a lot but I was able to walk along a little path and go riding in the Arctic cat so that was fun.