OK.Three things I hate:
· Tooting my own horn. I. Hate. It.
· Dentists (During a 1985 visit, the Dublin dentist who worked on me did so with a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth J)
· The Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim losing (if you follow baseball, you’re probably smiling… (shaking fist your way J)
However, we are a community that lives and breathes successes and failures, so following a recent post I read by the great E.J. Wesley, I’d like to share some mini successes this week:
· I picked up a Silver Medal at the Olympic Blog Relay this week.
Hosted by the amazing Nicole Singer, I was sandwiched between D.L. Hammons who took Gold, and some dude named Alex. (The only Blogger who doesn’t need HyperlinkingJ)
Nicole awarded me an Olympic “London 2012” pin, which is the first thing I’ve ever won for writing.
I now plan to proudly wear said pin the first time I ever do a book signing J
· Also, this week, I made the finals of the latest 100-word contest from Janet Reid, Literary Agent.
For anyone who’s enjoyed our 300-word What If? BlogFest (runs through this Friday,) you must check in on her during the weekends, which is when she normally runs these wicked word-prompt contests.
They are so much fun to do, and you only get twenty-four hours, so it absolutely stretches your mind.
Below is my entry. (The five words I had to incorporate into the story are in bold:
Scratching her legs – the damned mosquitoes would scar her – Liz stared at her friend.
“Hamish, what does ‘ken’ even mean?”
“It means I ‘know.’”
Taking in the wreckage strewn across the beach, Liz punched the Scotsman in the shoulder.
“Well, do you ken what happened to the outrigger?”
“No idea. Dave was steering, but he –.”
Liz interrupted him. She didn’t want to think about the stacked bodies at the base of the tree.
“Do you think they’ll send anyone?”
“No, but I’ll have enough food.
I’ve never had haggis using a human stomach. I’m sure you’ll taste just fine.”
OK, so that’s more than enough Tooting for now.Thank you very much.
Got “Toot?”Please share!
PS… the “LAA truth” as mentioned in the title?
|My Future Derek Jeter (who will only play for the Angels :)|
Well, even though my beloved Angels *SUCK* so far this year, I will remain forevermore an Angel.
I love the Angels so much that my blood even turns red.