Kiss My Ectoplasm and Dancin' in the Dark are up for a mere .99 apiece on Barnes and Noble for NOOK right now. Amazon for Kindle is taking a bit longer but probably by tomorrow, these prices will apply also.
Much to my regret, one of the characters in Dancin' in the Dark, based on a lovely friend of mine, passed away just before Christmas. I know she was delighted to be immortalized in a book and I was more than glad to include her. She is one of the two ladies working in the pharmacy where Carly's virgin friend Bridget goes to buy prophylactics.
For a direct line to B&N and Amazon, you can use the link at the top of this page under "works".
Go with God, Debbie!
Because of the recent tragedy in Newtown CN, I've been very contemplative. This is the season of love and friendship, of charity and peace.
Well, not this year.
I cannot think of anything positive to say about the youngsters whose lives were cut short by someone who didn't know them, didn't care about them, just wanted to kill. I don't know him, or his mother or his brother or father. I do know that somewhere along the line, this kid got bent and no one was able to straighten him out. Now, because of him, twenty six people are dead.
Twenty six souls gone in an instant.
This isn't wartime. This isn't a natural disaster, something that no one could predict but could sort of accept as one of those things.
This was cold-blooded murder.
My whole head can't seem to get around this. I can look at the pictures of these babies and weep. I can listen to the stories of the heroism of the principal and teachers, substitute and classroom aide and feel dread. So many lives wasted it hurts my heart.
So forgive me if I don't blather on about ridiculous holiday things for a few days. As much as I wish I could overcome my sadness, I just can't. Perhaps when all the little bodies are interred, I will find some closure, but for now, I can't.
And I cannot imagine how the parents of these babies will feel for the rest of their time on earth.
There is nothing like this amount of sand there now. But there are seagulls. This one sat on our deck for hours, crying to be fed.
Okay, this is the very end of Long Beach Island. See that rise on the right hand side?
It isn't there any more.
I have no photos of Seaside Heights, Lavalette, Point Pleasant or Ortley Beach. There are plenty on the internet. This photo is mine.
Trying to get a new picture up on the website, make it a tribute to my beloved Jersey shore!!!
I have the picture, now I gotta have the webpage changed, and that I cannot do by myself.
