Hope your week is going well for you. As for me, I’ve been super lazy lately. My apologies for not posting in a while or very sporadically. Seems to be my style lately. It’s been hard to put my mind to writing. Hell, it’s been hard to put my mind to anything. My friends have been so understanding. Because of that, I thought it would be a good day to post another small list of small pleasures.
I’m grateful for the rain we are having today. We’ve had a lot of rain this summer but this morning is pleasurable because it washed away the smell of skunk that lingered throughout the night. It seems Sam and I had the dubious pleasure of a skunk’s visit under my bedroom window last night. Of course, I had my window open to enjoy the refreshing night breeze that was blowing. Wow, that was some strong scent there Mr. Skunk! Woke Sam and I both out of a dead sleep. Now it just smells like fresh rain. Ahhhhh……
I receive great pleasure from friends. They are so understanding and patient with me. They also give me some great advice. Thanks Maddie for always being there with advice on my writing and encouragement to keep going. Thanks Mer for being so patient with me while we work on this project we have going. Thanks Tiny for being so patient and understanding with me in my terrible emailing habit. Well, I guess it’s not really a habit if you don’t do it, is it? Sorry about that.
I’m grateful for small notebooks. The kind I can pick up really cheap at the dollar store. Without them, I would be lost. Seems my mind has turned into swiss cheese and without my trusty notebooks I would be totally in the dark of what appointments are coming up, what I need to pick up at the grocery store and anything else I need to keep track of. My computer desk has multitude notebooks and post-it notes on it. It also has two cups full of pens, pencils, and markers. I have two cork boards on my walls surrounding my desk to also help keep track of things. I think I have too many things going on. No wonder I’m tired all the time. Still…..I’m grateful.
I’m thankful for books. I have been doing quite a bit of reading lately. It helps me and my constantly buzzing mind. I can get lost in another world, another life somewhere. It gives my mind a much-needed rest from my own life.
Don’t get me wrong. I like my life. I work for myself. I have my own timetable. I HAVE a life. It’s not always rosy and full of sunshine. Whose is? I’m alive, relatively healthy and even though my mind is a sieve lately I am still grateful that I am alive.
Because the alternative would really suck. Unless I get to come back and haunt some people. I have a list……….
What are some small pleasures in your life today?
Ah, it’s good to be back! It seems I took an unplanned mini-vacation from blogging. It’s been a couple of weeks since my last post. Seems a lot longer. Now I’m back in the saddle again. Did you miss me? No? Ah well, I missed you!
The reason for the time away from blogging was nothing serious. I was just super busy and a bit lazy. Seemed like the husband and I had something to do almost every day. The days we didn’t have appointments I spent doing nothing. Well, that’s not entirely true either. I read books, I cleaned house and I watched endless videos on YouTube. Yeah, being super lazy. No writing, not being creative, no brain cells spent.
The husband is done with chemo treatments. He is doing better. He had another colonoscopy Friday to make sure no more tumors have grown and to check on his colon operation. The only problem the doctor found was where they had patched his colon together after removing the tumor. They had to dilate that area as it had collapsed. Otherwise, he was healthy. Yay! It’s been a long year of operations and chemo treatments for him.
A person doesn’t realize how much pressure they are under until some of it is gone. I was so tired lately. Now, I’m doing better and ready to blog again. Maybe even work on my books! Look out world here I come…..again.
Some of my online friends were worried about me and I thank them for that. You know who you are. You guys are the best. You emailed me and asked how I was doing. That helps more than you know.
Last year was a pretty rough year. Between the husband’s cancer and chemo treatments to my mother dying. Yeah, rough. It’s getting better now. Good things are happening with more good things on the horizon. I just needed to catch my breath for a bit.
I will try my best to get back into my blogging schedule. Hope to see you around!
Today’s challenge is going to be a little bit different. I’m going to give a line of dialog and then you can add to it. I think short and sweet should do. Use the line of dialog somewhere in your writings. Let’s keep it at 200 words or less. Have fun!
The line of dialog to use is: “I’m too old to start again.”
“Come on, Ruthie, it’ll be fun.”
“I don’t know Bertha, it might be too soon.”
“Now you know it’s been five long years since Albert’s death. You need to be livin’ a life again!”
“I’m too old to start again.”
“Nonsense! You’re only sixty-four years old, still a young woman.”
“Now who’s speakin’ nonsense, Bertha? Young woman! Don’t be tryin’ to talk me into something I’ll probably be sorry for later.”
“It’s only a dinner date. It’s not like you’re gonna marry the man.”
“Easy for you to say, you’ve still got your man. It’s not so easy to start over. I never did like datin’.”
“Don’t look at it as a ‘date’, look at it as a free dinner and one you don’t have to cook.”
Ruthie closed her eyes, leaned back into her chair and sighed. Bertha had been trying to get her to go out and have some fun for ages now. She was getting tired of fighting her best friend of forty years. Maybe she was right. It had been five years since Alfred passed from a sudden heart attack. She just felt that she was betraying Alfred’s memory going out with another man. Not that anything would come of it. She was ok with being a widow.
“Ok, Bertha, I’ll do it.” Ruthie just hoped it wasn’t a mistake.
Earlier this week I wrote a post about problems I was having with Amazon. Someone had hacked my Amazon account and I was trying to get it back. Along with my regular account, the hacker also had control over my two books that are published on Amazon.
The fight to get my account straightened out and control over my books again had been going for close to a month. I did everything I was supposed to do, I changed my password frequently, to no avail. The hacker still managed to hijack my account. So again, I did what I was supposed to do, I alerted my bank, I wrote an email to Amazon customer service detailing what had happened.
After the first initial contact with customer service, I was then pulled into a vortex of red tape and confusion. I was handed off to one customer service representative after another, from one department after another. It was frustrating and I was getting angry. My books were out there under the control of who knows who and I wanted them back.
I wasn’t too worried about my bank account because there is nothing in there. Still, I did everything I could to protect myself financially. That was easy enough to take care of. I have a great bank.
I lost count of how many people at Amazon I talked to on the phone and through emails. There were a lot. None seemed really able to do anything. After a while, they didn’t even seem to try as they just would send a standard email. They closed my Amazon account at least three different times. So I would have to go through re-opening it again and again. I was ready to say ‘screw it’ and not open it up again. But, there were my books out there. They were still listed on Amazon, yet, I had no control over them as my author account was attached to my Amazon account.
I finally did that post on WordPress about what was happening and asking for advice. And boy did I get it! Along with lots of sympathy and support from complete strangers and friends. People are wonderful!
I did finally get the right kind of help from Amazon and I have my books back! Yes!!! It was all because of series of wonderful people who helped get the word out and eventually who helped me get my books back into my control.
First was Chris at The Story Reading Ape, he kindly reposted my post on my Amazon troubles. Thank you, Chris! Because of your re-blog, I received all sorts of advice and offers of help from some very kind people.
Annabell Franklin kindly used Twitter with a link to my post to ask people for help. Thank you, Annabell! Because of your tweet, a very nice man by the name of Colin Hayden who works for Kindle Direct Publishing contacted me. I phoned him with the number he gave me and explained my problems and he promised he would make sure I got my books back on my Amazon and Kindle publishing account.
A few days later I received an email from another very nice employee at Kindle Direct Publishing (Bridgid O’Neal) stating my books should be back into my control and to check my KDP account. Sure enough, there they were! I was so grateful to see them again. I wrote Ms. O’Neal and thanked her very kindly for telling me my books were mine once again.
So, I just wanted to say a heartfelt thank you to Chris for re-blogging my original post because without your help the chain of events might never have happened and I would still be fighting to get my books back. Thank you!!!!!
Also, thank you to all the very nice people who commented and emailed me with suggestions and/or support. It meant a lot to me. WordPress has the greatest blogging community that I know of. I appreciate you all!
Hello, People. Hope your week is going well.
Today I thought I would give you a picture prompt. If you want to join me in this challenge you can take the picture and attach a story, poem, or whatever to it. Go crazy! Have fun! There is no word limit so go short or long.
I decided to write a poem. Well, what I consider a poem. Or something close to it. ha! Hope you enjoy.
Paper bird in a cage dreaming to become real
To fly and soar and be free
To escape this cage of steel
Dreams are swirling like mist over a lake
Waiting to crystallize, to become wings
Feathered and light
Beautiful to behold
Up high it flies, no longer paper
No longer earth-bound
Dreams become reality, even for a paper bird in a steel cage
Instead of folded paper wings, feathers of magical dreams
It’s not much but it’s mine. Let me know if you join along!
I need some help dealing with Amazon. I’ve tried emailing them, talking to them on the phone and emailing them some more. Maybe someone out there has some suggestions on what I should do.
It all started almost a month ago. My Amazon account was hacked into and hijacked by someone with the email of … email@example.com. They managed to change my password and so I wasn’t able to get into my Amazon account. So I emailed Amazon customer service and explained in detail what happened. They sent me back an email saying to just go ahead and change my password. So I tried.
I should have received an email stating that I changed my password. I didn’t. I also never received an email about this hockey.puck person changing the email and password of my account. So I emailed Amazon again and said I never received confirmation that I changed my password. They emailed me back and said that’s because all emails were going to my new email address…..hockey.puck. Sighhhhhh.
I emailed back and stated again that hockey.puck wasn’t my email! That it was the email of the hacker. I needed this person off my account so I could get my account back. They said it was easier just to close the account and open a new account with my email. Ok, I could do that. So that’s what I did. I tried using my email that I used before as it is my main email account. Guess what? I can’t use it as it says my account has been closed so I am no longer able to use this email. So I write customer service and tell them this. I get an email back stating I should be able to open another account with my email. So I try again. Ok, fine. It works. Sort of.
I was able to open an account but because they closed the old one I no longer have access to my Author account. So now my two books are out there without their mother. They are lonely and scared. And this hockey.puck character has control of them.
So I decide to call Amazon customer service instead. Maybe if I talk to a live person and explain the situation I can get my babies back. The person I talked to was very apologetic and said they will send my account to the technical department to straighten things out. They should contact me within 24 hours. So I wait.
I receive an email from them stating that they closed my account….again. But nothing about my books or my author account. So I still couldn’t get into them to either delete them out of Amazon and start fresh or to access my old author account. So I called again. I also wrote another email.
They told me to just open a new account. Fine, I would except my two books are already listed in my old author account. It would be too confusing to have them listed twice, even if both times I’m still listed as the author.
So now what? I’ve tried calling again and just get the same thing. My account will be sent to someone. They keep sending me the same damn email! Yet, nothing is done. I am going to try to call again. I’m not sure if it will help or further confuse them. I want my books back! I can’t see any reports….nothing. I know I don’t sell alot of them, but they are still my babies and I want them back!
Anyone have any suggestions? Ideas?
I was looking at my WordPress stats the other day. A rare occurrence for me, as I usually don’t bother with the stats page. If people read my posts that’s great, if not, that’s ok too. I’m not for everyone.
What surprised me was the one post of mine that was the most popular. It’s the open letter to my sister. I posted that letter on November 5, 2014. Since that day it has been read 7161 times. Almost three thousand more times than my second most popular post.
I was floored. Seven thousand, one hundred and sixty-one times, someone has clicked on that post to read it. You know what that tells me? A whole lot of people are wanting to re-connect with their sister. That’s kind of sad.
That one post is consistently the most viewed post…..every. single. day!
Family members are probably the hardest to deal with, especially if there is anger, resentment, misunderstanding and grudges between them. I wrote that letter two years ago because my sister and I had drifted apart. We were no longer talking and I missed her. I didn’t understand what I had done to cause the riff between us. She just refused to talk to me. Granted we were hundreds of miles apart, with her living in Wisconsin and me in Canada. Still, I missed that sisterly connection.
So I wrote her an open letter. I expressed my bewilderment and my love. Hoping, maybe, one day she’d see it and read it. I don’t know if she ever did as she is not on the internet much.
Since my mother died at the end of May this year, my sister and I have started talking again. At first, it was just about my mom, then after she died about her estate. Now, we are talking more like we used to…as sisters. I very grateful for that. It’s just such a shame that it only happened because of the death of my mom. I’ll take it and run with it as I’ve missed her.
Even if one person who looked at that post as inspiration found that connection again with their sister, well then, I’ve made a difference. It was never in my mind to help others with that post, a bit selfish I’m sure but there it is.
So if you can, if you want, keep your family close. I’m trying. Although I have to admit I can and do well without some. But that’s a whole other post.😉
If you were on the outs with a family member, did you reconnect? Or not? Let me know if you’re comfortable doing so!
It would be great if you all would answer this short survey. Since I also write mysteries I am curious. Thank you!
If you haven’t answered the Survey Questions yet, we still need more responses. It doesn’t take long.
Here we are on LitWorldInterviews with our first of many Genre oriented surveys. The success of our previous survey “Why do people stop reading a book?” and the response in the comments prompted a more detailed evaluation of the topic.
Please reblog and sharethis with as many people as you can so we have a lot of responses to make the data we share as accurate as can be expected.
We need at least 100 responses or there’s no reason to post the results.
This month’s survey is the genre of Mystery.
Thank you to the following 19 bloggers for making our previous survey such a success by reblogging the survey:
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I thought we could all use a few smiles today. Enjoy!
I missed Wednesday Whatever! yesterday. I don’t know how I managed that. I wanted to do something for that but I guess I’ll wait until next Wednesday. So for today I thought we would have a little word fun. I love playing with words.
Remember when you were a kid and would do those tongue twisters? Well, I do. I thought we might have a little tongue-twisting fun today. Hope you enjoy them. Try them out!
Betty Botter’s Better Batter
Betty Botter had some butter,
“But,” she said, “this butter’s bitter.
If I bake this bitter butter,
It would make my batter bitter.
But a bit of better butter,
That would make my batter better.”
So she bought a bit of butter –
Better than her bitter butter –
And she baked it in her batter;
And the batter was not bitter.
So ’twas better Betty Botter
Bought a bit of better butter.
A Two Toed Tree Toad
A tree toad loved a she-toad
Who lived up in a tree.
He was a two-toed tree toad,
But a three-toed toad was she.
The two-toed tree toad tried to win
The three-toed she toad’s heart,
For the two-toed tree toad loved the ground
That the three-toed tree toad trod.
But the two-toed tree toad tried in vain;
He couldn’t please her whim.
From her tree toad bower,
With her three-toed power,
The she-toad vetoed him.
See’s Saw and Soar’s Seesaw
Mr. See owned a saw.
And Mr. Soar owned a seesaw.
Now, See’s saw sawed Soar’s seesaw
Before Soar saw See,
Which made Soar sore.
Had Soar seen See’s saw
Before See sawed Soar’s seesaw,
See’s saw would not have sawed
So See’s saw sawed Soar’s seesaw.
But it was sad to see Soar so sore
just because See’s saw sawed
How did you like them? Do you remember any? Let me know!
Hope everyone had a nice and safe weekend. For today’s challenge, I found a picture to write a one hundred word story about. If you want to join me, please feel free to do so!
The Punishment (102 words, I couldn’t resist the last two words. ha!)
“Come on, Ethel! Move faster!”
“I can’t! My knees are giving out.”
“If we don’t move faster, they’ll put more bricks in the box!”
“I’m doing the best I can, Ed. If you weren’t so damn argumentative we wouldn’t be in this situation!”
“I didn’t think he would be so uncivil about things. So just keep movin’, Ethel”
“My knees are never going to be the same.”
“Could be worse, Ethel. The last man who argued with him had to clean out the sewers in nothing but his underwear.”
“Maybe this will teach you that you can’t argue with politicians.”