Sunday, November 25, 2012

Post Thanksgiving Post

A guy on Sunday Morning spoke about what he was thankful for. His wife is fighting off breast cancer, his son was diagnosed with stage 4 lymphoma of some kind, his father and uncle and some other relative all still alive after cancer. He commented on the fact that every year since 1990 (I think he said) the death rate for cancer has gone down 1%. Not 10%, just 1%.
This is thanks to the modern detection, the modern doesn't seem like much, but to me in particular, it is fabulous.
Yes, I wish it could be 10%. Hell, I wish it could be 100%. That would suit me just fine.

***In a future world, you go to the doctor, he slides a tricorder over you and says,"Oh, my, you have a cancer in your.... Here, let me take care of that for you." And he pushes a button on some sort of electronic screwdriver, points it at your cancer spot and "poof!" the cancer is gone.***

Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Yesterday I was talking with Sandy in Vegas about how I had found a photo of her cousin Sue who passed away years ago from cancer. She may have been twenty, maybe not even. She had melanoma that had gone through her entire body via warts. She had asked her doctor about some black warts on her neck and the doc told her "nothing to worry about". Six months later, she went to another doctor who told her she had about six months to live.

That's not saying much for doctors back then...let me think, it must be over 37 years ago because when my husband, who knew Sue, first came back to New Jersey, he asked about her and was stunned to learn she had died, and that was 1975, so it may even be 40 years since Sue actually passed.
My father who worked in a chemical plant, died of cancer in 1985. He had lymphoma and had some vague chemotherapy as they knew how bad it was already.
Most of the people who lived on my home street in Middlesex, NJ passed from cancer that could not be cured.

That got me thinking about the recent death of someone in my high school graduating class. I decided to make a list of all those classmates that I knew had died and came up with 8. There may be more, but these are the ones I knew through their obituaries.
I did some quick math and found this to be 5%. We're all in our mid-sixties now. There were a lot of good years left in all of them.

I am most grateful for still being alive. There are still things I have to do, still places I'd love to go, still people I'd like to meet. With this sword hanging over my head, I hope I get to do lots of the list.

Think about it for yourself. One minute, you're fine, the next minute, there's something eating away at you inside and you might not know it until it starts to hurt. Get a yearly check up. Visit your doctor and ask about the risks, tell him or her about every little pimple or lump or pain.

Take care of yourself. Hug your loved ones. Make peace with enemies. Fight for the greater good.
Support cancer research any way you can.

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Happy Thanksgiving

Pies are done, turkey brining, potatoes riced and awaiting mashing, cauliflower cooked--ready for the cheese stuff, stuffing getting the turkey wing treatment for tomorrow.  There's more, always more.

But none of the above is as important as my family and friends, for whom I am eternally grateful.  Even though I complain about my immediates, they're truly wonderful, and as for my friends, no one could ask for better than I have.

I don't often get mushy about my gratitude, only this one big day of the year do I go public.

Thank you all. 

Friday, November 16, 2012

What's NOOK?

Kiss My Ectoplasm, Dancin' in the Dark and Dead Dreams are now up on Barnes and Noble for NOOK.  If you were unable to download the books and you really wanted to, and you didn't have a Kindle but you have a Nook, well, now's your chance!

Just type in the title and go there.   I can't quite figure out how to link to them yet and they're all separate. 

My two paperback books, Glory Days and Kisses to Go, are also available for NOOK! 

If you like ghosts, psychics, The Big Bang Theory (KME's hero is a physicist and a little weird), stories about England, misunderstood people with psychic talent, spies and betrayers, you'll enjoy Kiss My Ectoplasm.  If you think you may be psychic, there are some tips in there as to how to control your abilities.

I ought to post some of my previous work on the paranormal here.  It is available in my livejournal, which you can find through the archives by clicking on the link on the right hand side of this entry.

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

.99 book on Kindle Wednesday and Thursday

As I promised two weeks ago, but had that nasty hurricane disrupt my plans, I am offering Kiss My Ectoplasm for a mere ninety nine cents for Wednesday and Thursday, November 14th and 15th.

Here's a little teaser:

“Go away, Hunter.”

Eyes twinkling with mischief, he leaned against her side. “Had enough, witchy woman? Ready to give in?”

The pressure that had been building throughout the last tumultuous hours finally blew. Gwen stood and resisted the urge to smack his handsome face. She did unleash a verbal barrage meant to send him running in the opposite direction.

“You know, for a supposedly smart man, Dr. Phillips, you are incredibly dense. I’d say on a scale of one to stupid, you’re a seven.”

Monday, November 5, 2012

Hurricane Sandy

Sandy blew in, stayed a long time, hit my beloved Jersey shore hard and ruined it.  Our family got power back this morning after an entire week without but luckily we had use of a generator part time.
We're safe, but I'm afraid the promised lower price on Kiss My Ectoplasm didn't come about for my birthday because we had no way of getting online.

Next week, if you care to wait.  Today, follow this link to see inside Kiss My Ectoplasm.

If you can help the people who suffered much more than we did during the hurricane, please do.  Ask the Red Cross or Salvation Army where you can donate or help.