365 Snap Shots of Life: Day 106

SWEET SPIRIT

I drew this horse for my daughter a while ago. She wanted to know if I could draw her a horse and I took out some butcher paper I had lying around the house. I wasn’t going to color it because I didn’t think she’d like it. Once she saw my finished sketch she squealed in delight and begged me to finish it. So I used Prismacolor pencils and markers. It’s now framed hanging in her bedroom. When your child believes in you more than you believe in yourself, that’s the BEST feeling in the world! Happy Sunday to all!!!

Daily Ed. Quotes

” A principle and a seed are very similar in their meanings. A seed, being a plant in embryo, contains the entire plant–the whole thing is there, albeit in a condensed form. After a seed is planted, given some time,water,sunlight, and care, a huge tree can be produced. Likewise,principles are first given in seed form to children,yet these principles contain the potential of giant trees of truth and application. God starts with a seed and produces a plant. Today most classes try to shove plants down children’s throats.” - Mark A. Beliles & Stephen K. McDowell

Indie Salvation

 

With the onslaught of electronic formats giving readers numerous ways to enjoy their favorite pastime, I’ve heard it whispered more that once that the printed page will one day be a thing of the past.

It’s obvious that the electronic era is having an impact.  Take personal ads for example.  No longer do they fill up the back pages of seller’s publications and shopper’s guides, but now congregate in the millions upon countless websites, giving lovesick consumers the ability to scan the goods from the privacy of their homes.  I might have perused a few sites myself and had my own ad back in the day.  Luckily I’m married now and no longer have to PhotoShop Tom Cruise’s body on my picture or lie about being sensitive and all that other crap.

Newspapers, I do believe, will not survive the future.  Now that I can get the news three seconds after it happens, why would I want to wait 24 hours to read about it in the morning paper?  More importantly, now that I can get unlimited comics and Sodukos on the Internet, the printed paper has little to offer me.

It’s affecting the book industry, too, as is evident by how many brick-and-mortar bookstores, and even chains, have went kaput. The inability, or unwillingness, of large publishing houses to adapt will no doubt be their demise one day as well.

With e-books making up 6.4% of the trade book market in 2010, those numbers are increasing, and will continue to increase, every year, at least until technology advances beyond e-books.  Maybe the next evolutionary step will allow a book to be presented in a pill that you swallow and the entire story suddenly appears in your memory.  (Warning: Beware the suppositories—those are erotica books.)

But there is one area of the publishing industry that is growing by leaps and bounds, even faster than the numbers for electronic books, and that is with Indie titles.  In 2008, the number of Indie titles rose a whopping 125% from the previous year and outnumbered traditionally published titles for the first time ever.  And although I haven’t seen the numbers since, it’s safe to assume that divide has grown exponentially.

That’s right.  The printed book will survive because of you.  Maybe your book is not located in the high-value real estate in the front of big box bookstores.  Maybe you are not on the New York Times Best Sellers list.  Maybe your book will not be made into a movie.  But take heart, my fellow courageous, adventurous, gallant, undaunted Indie authors, because you, my dear friends, are the future.

Neal Wooten, Publisher/Indie Author/Illustrator/Cartoonist

Managing Editor; Mirror Publishing, Milwaukee, WI,www.pagesofwonder.com
Author of Reternity, www.reternitybook.com

 

 

 

 

http://www.theindietimes.com/2012/03/indie-salvation/

I DANCE FOR SPORT!

I watched this clip and I instantly felt better for all those years in P.E. when I was always the last one picked for any team. Whether it was Dodge Ball or Soft Ball, it made no difference, I was a  girly girl and I didn’t do well with sports. I also used to think I was completely not athletic until I realized how wrong I was about myself. I’ve danced since I could walk and as an adult, I realized that dancing IS athletic in every sense. The dance floor is where it’s at for me. Back to the sports court though, THAT’S where I don’t belong! Enjoy the clip :)

30 Day Blog Challenge: Day 9

Please refer back to my earlier posts and read what this challenge is about so that the later posts make sense. :)

Day 9 Question 9: What was the first “big item” that you bought when you were first married?

Answer: I was in my last year  of Fashion Design school and my old sewing machine was on the brink. I had a huge project due and the  old clunker would ruin my fabric every time I’d try to sew on it. The noises it made were somewhat akin to a combination of an old engine and an old horse that’s been put out to pasture. One night, with an encroaching dead line breathing down my neck, I picked up the old dinosaur and I threw it against the kitchen wall. I surprised myself with my own strength. My husband came in to see what was the matter and he didn’t have to ask, once he saw the old beast laying there lifeless. He told me to relax and that we’d go out and buy a new one the next day. So that was my first “big item” I bought as a newly wed.

WRITER’S BLOCK: Myth or Fact?

Le refuge du marais...!!!

A while back my Mama and I were discussing “writer’s block“. My second daughter has also asked  me what I think about it. I  believe there isn’t such a thing as “writer’s block”; I told my Mama and my daughter,  why further torture yourself when you haven’t anything to say. You see this is what I know from my own personal experience as a writer. I write when I have something to say; during those times when I don’t, I know my creative flow is marinading in its own juices, so why not be at peace with it instead of beating your creative being up?

I see it as a time of reflection, when I go out and enjoy life and with my mental camera,  I’m snapping snap shots of life away and filing them for later use. So let me encourage you today by saying: Walk away from the writer’s block that only exists in your head! At times all we really need is rest from our work.

One last thought, we’re not machines that are constantly up and running. The creative process in everyone is as distinct and unique as our own  finger prints; I know this to be fact because we are all wired differently so that no two people think alike. Think I’m kidding? Than I suggest you read THE GIFT IN YOU by Dr. Caroline Leaf. 

 

Smart Meters..How Smart Are They Really?

Smart Meter

Image by Tom Raftery via Flickr

A couple of months ago  I was notified by a “friendly” notice from Nevada Energy Power Company that they would be sending  a crew to my home to install a Smart Meter in order to replace the old analog meter. I thought, what’s wrong with the one I had  and then I thought nothing of it. A week or two later, a man showed up and removed the old analog meter and replaced it with a new Smart Meter ( SM ).

It’s been two months now and I am seeing a huge difference in my daughters who happen to have a bedroom right by the place where the SM is located. I contacted my Naturopath Doc and I told her about how my teen daughters are all of  sudden battling insomnia. She informed me of the truth behind the SM agenda and I am posting it on here for you to inform yourself.

Last Monday I contacted NV Energy and asked for the meter to be replaced. The woman I spoke with was less than friendly as she asked for a reason for having such a request. I told her the SM (Smart Meter) was disrupting our sleep patterns and she almost laughed in my face, saying she hasn’t heard of such an outlandish claim. I told her to go on the web and Google it because stories of how the  SMs are messing with people’s health are in abundance. She answered by saying that they can replace it but that in 2012, I’m going to have to take it back because by then the SMs will be mandatory. REALLY??  I then shot back with, what happens if I refuse it in 2012?  She smugly answered me by saying that I won’t have any power in my house.

Folks, time they are a changing! I am posting this information in the hopes to educate you about this. The powers that be are counting on our ignorance to shove something down out throats that none of us want. Please read and watch the video and then you decide.
   

   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cK67pYmquD8        

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cTnGMN-kQ64&feature=fvsr

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8JNFr_j6kdI

A Tale from The Not SO Far Side

The current logo, since 2007

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Karis was such a jerk for making me wear the ugliest pants that were ever made.

 I think a little woman in India working for the Sear’s company was given a piece of fabric that should have been made into curtains, definitely NOT trousers. Chakori, as she was called, was ancient and her dark brown skin sagged so that her third eye had sunken all the way down to her chin.

One day she received a shipment of fabric in her hut, where she only sewed jeans. Once she opened the package, she figured she’d waste no time and she sewed a pair of pants from the fabric. Her boss, Kaamil; a young man who managed the local Dairy Queen where he made the most delicious curry ice cream, blasted Chakori out,” What have you done?” His voice bellowed, causing Chakori’s heart to tremble a little inside. ” Old woman, you have made pants from curtain material..What now?” Just then, Kamiil’s younger sister wandered into the hut and he said,” Madhu, try these on, if you like them keep them because we waste nothing around here.”

Madhu pulled the pants on and modeled them for her brother who seemed to think they looked great. He thought he had good taste in the world of fashion, but everyone who knew him thought otherwise. Kamiil ordered Chakori to make pants out of the 5 bolts of curtain fabric. Upon completion, he shipped the order to the Sear’s store in San Antonio, Texas.

A woman named Karis with no sense of style where her young niece was concerned ; bought a pair of the hideous trousers   for the young girl who was starting her 10th year of school. Lucky girl… I think not!

Writing with Props

Today my writing group met and we all chose props to write with. This is so fun! I chose a pair of black opera style gloves and a Spanish fan. Here is what came to mind as I held the fan in my hand and I wore the gloves. Note of  interest: Writing with gloves is tough! :)

Elena stands on the balcony gazing deeply into the blazing skies. It’s sunset in Andalusia and the air is charged with electricity as Elene awaits the return of Zorro;her friend and lover. She fans her porcelain face nervously as a smile steals across her radiant countenance. Her mind meanders to that long ago night filled with terror and suspense.

The night when she first saw him, her heart skipped five beats inside her chest. Back then she was but a blushing young girl. Tonight is different, this is her luna de miel; and she looks longingly across the fiery plain and sees the silhouette of her dark knight. Elena runs out to meet him, she can wait no longer. She drops her fan on the cobblestone road. Zorro sees it and grabs it before it hits the ground. He hands it to his adoring bride and she opens it  to conceal her blushing smile.

Zorro dismounts Estupido, his never on time black stallion and kisses her black silky gloved hand,as he whispers in her ear,” Take off th glove, I want to feel my lips on your bare skin.” Elena obliges him and as he kisses her long, lovely fingers, he slips a breath taking 3k diamond on her wedding ring finger. Zorro sweeps enchanting Elena off her feet and she rides beside him on Estupido, the never on time stallion. The trio ride off into the dusk as the air is lightly scented with Elena’s wild rose musk.