Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Friends Favorite Animal Charity's

Happy Christmas to you all. I wanted to share with you my friends and mine favorite Animal charity's Let's not forget our four legged friends this holiday season. As an animal lover and rescuer I don't forget them. Sadly so many beautiful animals need homes, food and toys if you can help or know anyone who can please pass on my blog. Please say Hi to me and show me your beautiful pets. As most of you know I love my Princess to bits. Yes, she is spoiled rotten but I call it loved. No I will not adopt you, LOL been ask many times.

Yes, I have written some. I am working on short story I plan to finish this week. Its partly for a friend of mine she inspired it. It is a ghost story. Not too scary as of yet but who knows it could turn dark quick. Charles Dickens wrote one every year. A Christmas Carol was a good ghost story. I guess that's a very Victorian thing, gone with Christmas puzzles and caroling. So who out there has written a Christmas story? Is it scary?

So here are some great Charity's and Pet product people to support.


                                         Merry Christmas, I hope it's filled with love.

Friday, December 17, 2010

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year :The Blogs and Artists

Merry Christmas everyone. I wanted to share with a list of great people to follow its both writers and artist. All are really good people. Check out their blogs and I bet you will find a book or more to buy and read. I have met them on twitter and they are such good fun. This is my second Christmas on twitter my first with a blog thanks for making it such a great year all of you who I follow and those of you who follow and support me.

                  Here are two great artist.

Natalie Silva

Howie Noel

                      Spooky Fun stuff.

                   Writers you need to read.

Francy Saunders

Louise Wise     Eden   (out now)

Draven Ames

Jeff Bennington

Derek Haines  he has many books.

J.B. Thomas

Last but never least:

Greg Messel

My Princess and I wish you and your family's happy and fruitful new year. To my writer friends I hope your published and very successful this year. To all of you Thank you.

Merry Christmas or whatever you Celebrate be happy.

Hope your New Year is as great as you all are. What do wish for the New year?

Monday, December 13, 2010

Nice people.

Well we all keep hearing about the lack civility, sadly it's true. Then you get on twitter and if lucky met many lovely people. I guess this is why many agents when sent a query letter never answer. They just don't have manors. I have heard many say they post out letter's never to hear a word. It's sad they can't even e-mail them if they don't want to spend 47 cents to say nicely sorry not at this time. If this has happened to you, believe me it's them not you. Maybe this is one reason why I am thinking being an Indy writer is good. If your doing all the work you should get 95% of the money. Still I would strongly would tell any writer don't quit! Keep going. Most of the writers I have met on twitter are so talented and I will be the first to tell them don't quit. Myself I keep plugging along. I hope someday to make a living writing until then I will keep writing. Who knows maybe someday my grand children will cash in on it.
In the mean time I am working on turning my Book in to an e-book. I am also working on short story's for a book of them. I so love Stephen Kings Novellas and 'Needful Things' that is one of my favorite books. They are like bedtime stories for grown ups. I have just gotten 'Full Dark, No Stars' please no spoilers of it for me.
Like I said I have met some lovely writers on twitter. One was kind enough to say he would like to talk about working together on a blog post. Jeff thank you. Please follow his blog at http : //  thewritingbomb . blogspot .com  I think he has talent. So does a another writer you should follow is Draven Ames, you can find a link to his blog on my Facebook page.
If your a writer please say Hi and give me your blog address. Thanks for following my blog, comment anytime.
Do you like e-books? Do you prefer a paperback book?

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Full of short Stories now.

Well I have been writing this short story. It just came out so I write. If the spirit moves me to write a story I do. I seem to have a few in me lately. I hope I can put out a short story book next fall. I also think I may ask a new writer I have met to put in a story.
This week I am finishing off all holiday chores. I plan on painting a wall in the dinning room to surprise the family. My special gift to them, I do the work. I have enjoyed having my son home mostly. I know soon he will go away to work and grad school and I will miss him. My son is also helping with e-book things. Keep your fingers crossed we can get this done soon.
Please feel free to follow me on twitter. @KittyCorgi. Remember if you ask me to RT your blog please follow me and do the same for me. I enjoy meeting new people this weeks new friend is in Scotland. Hi shashwa  hope your snow has let up.
I look forward to hearing from you. Thanks for reading my blog. Do you want lots ghost stories in a book of short stories?

Saturday, December 4, 2010

The Holidays again.

The holiday season is here again. I have been inundated with request for my Princess's address for gifts. Please give gifts of toys and food to your local animal shelter. My Princess is just that a Princess. I don't hang lights on my house. I have met a writer who's blog I read, so spot on to me about the holidays. Then again he as well writes on the dark side. I have managed to get the holiday cards done. I am behind this year doing that.
Now as for my writing I had a few days I couldn't write anything that made sense. Friday the words started to fly, now to go back to edit. I seem to forget words when I get going to fast. Well I have a few what I think are good ideas for short stories. Sometimes what I think will be short comes out long. We will see.
Oh was just reminded, yes I have cut about 6.5 inches of my hair. The hair goes to charity and I can grow more to go as well. My dear stylist made my hair look so pretty, yea I couldn't repeat the look that well. Maybe in time it will. Princess says lets have breakfast and she has finished off my coffee.
What writers Blogs do you enjoy and could you please share with me and those who kindly read my blog?

Can you stop & eat now.

Monday, November 29, 2010

Short Stories in books

Have you read Stephen King's new book Full Dark, No Stars? It looks so good. I keep thinking about a book with a few short stories not sure how many. I just wonder if people like that. I always do. Its fun to have a story to read each day, like a grown up bedtime story.
Thank you all so much for reading my blog. Those who follow me on twitter thank you. Let me hear from you.
So would you like a book of my short stories? Book or e-book?

Sunday, November 28, 2010

NaNo Missed it.

Well I am kicking myself I didn't do NaNo. I know always next year. Now if I had a staff to all the things needed done around here. LOL
We had a great Thanksgiving here. No over eating or turkey comas. Just some nice family time and we got our closets cleaned out. I had some things to go to charity. My family has things they haven't used in forever and hard for them to part with. I feel if I don't use it someone else will. I am not one to hold on to things forever. I just hold on to the loved ones forever.
Well I have a few short stories hanging out in my brain. I will get them on paper/computer this week as I wait. I get so much done waiting on appointments. Dr.s offices are a great place to write you have to wait, after all what Dr. is ever on time. Mine I can count on a good hour wait.
I saw this new show on A&E  The Ghost Prophecies this evening. The team was in New Mexico one of my favorite states to visit. I know many think of ghost in castles, but here in America are so many ghost too. Yes younger than those in Europe but none the less ghost.
So let me know. Do you like ghost stories based on true stories? Do you think ghost will hurt you?

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Web sites and Writing

Happy Thanksgiving to everyone in America. Its Thanksgiving week here in America. I am really not that in to it. I will make a small turkey for my family. No I wont be out crazy shopping on Black Friday either. I am going to stay home and write.
I have met a guy who does great websites so if you need one please give him a e-mail. I have seen his work and all I can say is WOW! Now when I can afford do have one built I am calling him. you can reach him at infor at liveparanormal dot com. So you need a site e-mail him. Any way he is a cool follow also on twitter.
I have been doing some thinking about a Novella for next fall. I have met a few really good writers on twitter and a few in mind. Each of us write our story in our own scary way. I have seen such books in England and they work so well. So would you like a book with three stories from three writers?

Friday, November 19, 2010


Just a quick note to say Hi and thank you again. Princess went to the vet today, she is well. Just two pounds chubby. Took her shopping afterwards for a toy she was so good.
Watching Prince Charles show called Harmony. Did you see it and if so what do you think?
Shopping with my Princess.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Not enough writing.

Thank you everyone who so kindly reads my blog. Its hard for me to write I am a bit shy in real life. Well my Son is now taking great interest in my work. He informed me I needed a Fan Page on Facebook.Which he made and a Facebook page for the Princess. He will also do Photography for my work, he is really so good at it. Also he offered to do some editing and help me with e-book things. He is helping which is nice, scary, but nice. I can see him being my boss, that's what scares me. He also put two of my short stories on the fan page. He is still showing me how it all works. I thought I was doing well with a blog LOL.
I was also reminded by my son that the books weren't all mine that were ate by termites. I do have a family, members who say, they just want to be invisible. Whisper they really are nice too.
I had my flu shot today so this week this is all the writing I have done, so far. But boy do I have a few ideas in my little head. So tomorrow my Dragon is going to be installed and I plan to write all day. That being said...
We will have a small Thanksgiving dinner we really aren't big on it here. I call it the pig out, pass out day for America. I always feel guilty if I over eat. Its so sad so many in this world don't eat well or at all. I buy baby food for food drives every year. I hate to think of some child starving here. Its gutting to me that its the 21st Century and we still have so much poverty all over the world. So if you can afford to please give to you local food banks. I also buy nappy's/diapers and baby bottom wipes. Any small amount helps.
I am such a lucky person with a great family who supports me and a wonderful Princess dog. Off my soap box. I would like to hear what do you do to help others?

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Ruined Books

Its been a very busy last few days for me. As I was moving books to paint the den I found bugs eating my books. It turned out to be termites. The bug man came cleaned up those and then said he will be back this week to put a moat around my house and fill with termite killer. I will also have holes in my walls filled with termite be-gone. All I know is it is pet safe. During this process I have lost a total of 50 books. I know that seems a lot to some, and few to others. I have over 2000 books. Each one is special in its own way. My first editions and autographed ones are fine. All my Stephen King are fine as well.
The cost is high over 1000$. Which is my travel money, I should say was my travel money. I have been so lucky to have lived all over the world and never have I had bugs. I lived in the Azores not so much as an ant. After moving to Tucson I have had ants, crickets and now these evil termites. I hope none of you ever get these things.
I have had little time to do writing this week. A one day job took three days. At least the den is painted. Thank you for following I do hope I haven't bored you too much. So Tomorrow I install Dragon it came in the post today so things are looking up. I am off to have a cup of tea, so how has your week been?

Princess and I, in good times no termites.
Yes she is a corgi, I have always had them.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010


Well I seem to get little time to do my writing this week. It seems everyone needs me to do this or that. Also I need to look at the formating for Kindle, that is one of a few. My help is playing with my Princess. I agree she is more fun than I am now.
This past weekend I ordered Dragon software for my computer so I can write faster. Can't wait until its here. It was 100$ at Best Buys but my dear friend told me to look at QVC, it was 59$ on their site. Anytime I save money I am a happy lady. Funny thing she talks about the Telly station so much. On my trip to London in September we drove pass the UK one on the way to the Airport! I had to take a picture of it for her, the driver so nice laughed. He said my Misses saw that in New York last year we go every year to see the Macy's Parade. Got to love fun drivers when you travel. He was real nice and pointed out things to my son on the way to Heathrow. I was wondering do you chat up your Taxi drivers when you travel about?


Friday, November 5, 2010

My Guy Fawkes day

No I didn't write the poem. I am not sure who did. Its from long ago. So here is my doll burning! You have to have some fun in life. Hope you had a fun on Guy Fawkes day / Bon Fire night. Cheers!

Guy Fawkes / Bon Fire day / Poem

Remember, remember the Fifth of November,
The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
I know of no reason
Why the Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, 'twas his intent
To blow up the King and Parli'ment.
Three-score barrels of powder below
To prove old England's overthrow;
By God's providence [or By God's mercyhe was catch'd
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Hulloa boys, Hulloa boys, let the bells ring.
Hulloa boys, hulloa boys, God save the Queen!

I will post my Bon Fire Pictures this weekend.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Morning coffee and Thinking

This blog is about what I do. I write and travel some. Most of the time lately I have been thinking. I have watched others do well and struggle like I do. I am going to find out if I can turn my first book 'Dust of Tombstone' in to an e-book.
 I think the stress of trying to get an agent and traditional publishing has slowed me down on writing my second book. I can not spend all day sending out letters and never hearing a word back. I once tried outside the box it was a failure too. I don't think I am a failure I think I am just one of many who get over looked. If we were all silly chat show host we could get book deals out our ears.
I have two things in the works and have been told those are great ideas. The one idea that won't leave my head is about ghost. I was asked if I believed in ghost recently I said yes why? No answer. I grew up in the UK and as a kid one house I lived in we had a lady ghost. She was beautiful to me, I didn't know until much older she was from the 1700s. She appeared when I would lay on my stomach in front of the fireplace in my room and read. She would just smile and nod her head. After all a lady from 1700s would encourage a girl to read and learn, most even gentry were uneducated.
Let me know how you are and what you think about my blog. So do you believe in ghost?

Monday, November 1, 2010


Halloween is over so sad. It's a holiday everyone wins. You can dress up in fancy dress and stuff yourself silly with candy. Well I guess I better get my self going on building my Guy Fawkes doll. Burning him is Friday night, Bon Fire night. So did you have a Great Pumpkin Halloween?

My Princess and I pass out candy.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Halloween and Guy Fawkes

Its that time of year Halloween and then Guy Fawkes day. This weekend I will dress up for Halloween and enjoy my village. I hope you all have a fun weekend.
Guy Fawkes day is also called Bon Fire night. As a kid we built huge dolls to burn last year I made a small one. Well this year because my son is home I will build a large one again. Remember the 5th of Nov.... so I won't tell my son about it again. He is fascinated by British politics today. I fear if I did he would roll his eyes and say Mum you have told me this for years. As an adult he loved visiting Parliament with me and watching a session of the House of Commons in progress. It was cool to see. I don't think you can do that here in America. I have never heard of anyone sitting in on Congress to just to watch.
You can see wall hangings from Henry VIII its a beautiful building. The Parliament building it self is so full of history. Its one of those places if wall could talk. I wouldn't be surprised if a few ghost aren't walking about. I visited it as a child it's still as beautiful as ever. I am so glad I went.
So if you were in London would you sit in on the House of Commons?

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Just Thinking.

Well I got stuck on my writing. As I was looking at my holiday pictures I had an idea. So I may run with it for a while. I love to walk so when I visit any city walking is what I do. Here in Tucson its rather hard to walk. First you must drive everywhere. Public transportation is rubbish here. Also there are no good bus route near me. I can't even catch a bus from my neighborhood. So I drive to where I want to see or experience the atmosphere. I found there isn't much to see or do on foot here.
So this is why I wrote the essay on the river walk in London. I miss the go out the door and just walk. I was wondering who else misses walking. So do you miss walking or something else from home or your childhood?

                                                     London City Hall, on the Thames River.

Sunday, October 17, 2010


My last post was an essay. A short one I am trying out for a newspaper. I was hoping for comments either you stink or not bad. Thankful one friend did comment. I do write everyday some sort. I am working on a character she is not an easy one to write. My second book is not as easy to write as my first. It seems I have more interruptions now a days. I do hope my two short stories on here are interesting to others. If they are creepy even better. My travels this summer have helped me, it gave me ideas for bits of what I am working on now. My son said I needed a counter so I would stop saying no one reads my blog. Prove him right please. I have worked on my hobby. I have a Halloween Village, I love fall its such a beautiful time of the year.
Well its off to dream land for me.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Sunday afternoon on the Thames River.

 Looking southwest along the Thames River, under the Hungerford Bridge at the iconic Big Ben and Parliament.
                                                                London, Great Britain
London is a city to walk. This is my favorite activity in London.  To me the best has always been walking along the Thames River.  This is my favorite activity in London.  When walking up and down the river you have the feeling as if you walking through history. You will see history from the Tudors, Queen Victoria, World War II and today. If you enjoy people watching, you can see and meet people from all over the world. The Westminster area is the center of British government. You see Parliament and Westminster Abby next to each other. Just a short walk over the Westminster Bridge you will be at the London Eye and the London Aquarium.  Along the river, you can sit down to lunch and view history. While enjoying lunch, you can see the street artists. You will also see some truly wonderful chalk paintings of the great masters on the sidewalk. There are also many musicians performing some beautiful Classical music. There are many boats going up and down the river.  Some are ferries or barges and others are tourist boats. I would suggest after a week of touring London and the wonderful sites of Great Britain a relaxing day on the Thames. My last trip was this past September; this is when I took this picture of the River. Sunday afternoon on the river is truly a relaxing way to end viewing an epic country.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Pictures of London.

Just a few of the things I did and saw. I miss my walks by the river. If you go walk along the river by Westminster. The view is wonderful and the street artist are great fun. I am now saving to go again soon. Enjoy.


I had a wonderful time in London. Now I need to save up and go again so much too do and see so little time. I suggest you not waste your money on Madame Tussauds it has sadly turned in to a tourist trap. I remember going as child it was so full of wax figures. Not as many now and the place was pack.

Now something new was the London Eye a bit pricey I felt until I did a flight. It was wonderful even on a slightly cloudy you can see so much.

I spent a day at Hampton Court Palace. This palace belonged to Henry the VIII. The gardens were just beautiful. If you can ever visit do. I ate lunch there it was well worth it and not really expensive. The stew was so good it had been a chilly day and the fresh baked bread was great.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

London Calling

Well I leave for London soon. I hope to take many great pictures and do some research. I haven't been years and miss it very much. The London Walk tours sound so fun and am going to try a few. I am looking forward to going in Buckingham Palace it is one place I have dreamed someday of go in. Now its open to the public growing up it wasn't, that was a pipe dream now a dream come true. It is a new home for the Royal family the first Royal to live in it was Queen Victoria. Most homes for them have been around since Henry the VIII. I have spent to much time in the history books, but it is such good fun. I will be back in a few weeks with pictures.

Monday, August 30, 2010

Long trip ahead

Well I am getting excited 15 days until I am in London. Can't wait so much to see so many people to visit with. I will post many pictures when I get back, hopefully you will enjoy them.
Today, no writing done, I feel it was an unproductive day and tomorrow is busy as well. When traveling you have so much to get together the climate is different its cold and here I sit in 82F at 10.30pm. Winter weather for me. Fall in London is wonderful. I will have time to do some writing and check out locations I may use in the book I am working on now. Walking through London is like walking around history its a very exciting city.
So read my short stories let me know what you think. Make it a great week.

Monday, August 23, 2010

Planning a new Trip

I am currently planning a trip to London, Great Britain. I want my son to see where part of his family is from. He also doesn't remember being in London last he was 8 years old. Now it will be fun he is an adult and we can go out in the evenings. Soho look out!
It will be cold to me after being here in the desert the last 16 years. I will write some too I am always inspired by travel. I currently working on my second book. I may publish my first as a kindle type. I need to find out more about the process.
Found a new singer who is wonderful to me Raven Quinn I got her CD from Amazon. I have another group I just love 'Starlight Mints' such good fun.
Back to writing now.

Monday, August 9, 2010

Tombstone, Arizona USA trip

I took a day trip to Tombstone this passed weekend. It was my second trip down there. The book I wrote is about The Birdcage Theater. I wanted to be sure I got my facts right and see about selling my book down there. Well if your in Arizona go visit Tombstone its not expensive but ever so much fun. Many free museums and shot outs on Allen Street. The people dress up as well in 1880's clothes so cool. Cochise County is so beautiful and green now due to the monsoon rains. Dragoon Mountain range is just breath taking. Mini trips give my brain time to think and imagine. I hope you like the pictures.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Writing trip to New Mexico

I have been a busy person. Taking a great trip to New Mexico help clear the cob webs and think. It helps when the day to day things are gone you can really concentrate on what you want to write. The wide open spaces and beautiful monsoon clouds give you time to imagine. In the book I have written a small bit of New Mexico is in it and I was spot on.
This weekend I will take time to do some writing after a portrait will be taken. I am sad my beautiful dog won't be in the picture. She is after all the only baby girl I will ever have.
So I have some wonderful pictures of my trip to look at and just dream which really help me write. I hope you will stay with me I do try to keep my blog posted. I forget because I am writing and think oh I am tired tomorrow, then a thought pops in my head and I am writing away. When you have time read my two short stories on here and let me know what you think. See you here or on twitter.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Long time

Well I have been so busy. I miss my quiet time to write now that my son moved home. I have told him Mum needs to write. He needs a job. I have two stories in the works I just need time to develop them. Being summer I should have more time after all I have finished doing work on my garden. I also for some crazy reason am doing an article for for my beautiful little girl puppy PrincessGwenie. She even has a twitter account. Maybe I need my head examined! I feel its writing & that's a good thing. So any comments or suggestions are so welcome. Thanks for reading my blog.

Friday, April 16, 2010

Working on..

Well I have pneumonia so I have been sleeping a lot. Trust me I will be better soon and maybe even interesting. Well at least I will try.
I am currently working on another book its slow going due to illness.
Have a nice weekend read a book..

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Self Publish?

Well I have been thinking about self publishing for some time. My concern is the cost. I have heard I have to be published to join the SFWA. A real must for my type of stories. I think it might work but need more information on it and to hear from others who have. I would like to know if it was good for them. Also need more information on getting this blog read by others in the literary business. I will keep working.

Friday, March 26, 2010


I have been asked to help with a project I hope I can! I have so much going on. I feel I don't give my Blog or my writing what it needs, maybe I should say what I need!I hope someday my writing will be as popular as Mr. Steven King a wonderful story writer. I did have a corgi before him too!

Monday, March 8, 2010

Dark and stormy day.

OK, Erich can have a nice day. I wrote it for you kid 'It was Dark and Stormy Day' sorry just couldn't do night.
Yes it's a nice to me it's raining and cloudy. I love bad weather yet live in Arizona. I believe I have a good start to an end of the world story. But I fear its another short story. I know Steve would say many good books come from a short story.
So back to work. I hope this week to get so much done.

Friday, February 19, 2010

Not enough time.

I am working on a way to have more time to write. I am tired of doing it all. I need someone to post on my blog and search for an agent. The Current story I am working on is coming in bits and pieces. I have a great middle but the beginning is off still. Maybe I can have more time next week to write. Please read my stories and leave a comment even if you hate it let me know.

Friday, January 29, 2010

Outlines for Telly shows

Well I have working on an outline for a Television show. Its not something I have ever done before. It wanted an original idea for an established programe. I thought this wont be so hard I couldn't of been more wrong. Ideas are not hard, but really good ones are. For those who do this all the time all I can say you have my respect. I have a list to work on today...

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Looking for a Literary Agent

I am currently looking for a Literary Agent to represent me. I have written one novel and am currently working on another. I hope you enjoy my stories. Thank you for reading them I hope you will leave a comment.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Family, Parties and Swamps

Family, Parties and Swamps.

1) The truth.

“So I guess we are dead Bob. I am so sorry you got hurt. Well, I have a lot of unfinished business to take care of too. Look at you dude, man I need to help you too.”
“Not your fault. My neck hurts I think.” Bob said in a whisper.
“Yeah about that, you have a slit throat. You shirt is blood soaked and you look drained. I am so sorry.”
“You didn’t cut the brake lines on your Camaro. This car may be a 1969 but it was in mint condition. I know how much you have put into it.” Bob said.
“Thanks Bob. So how bad is it? What do I look like? I am afraid to look.”
“You look like you are wearing a steering wheel in the middle of your chest, your legs look bent out of shape. Oh man, your arm is really bloody and kind of dangling.” Bob said.
“Ok. I have a party to go to. Please come with me it will explain so much.”
“For you, sure. I just don’t think my voice will last.” Bob barely spoke.
“Just mouth what you want to ask or know. I hope you are not in pain.”
Bob shook his head and smiled and mouthed party time. So off to the party we headed.
“So how do you like my party? Real nice of me, considering huh. Well this just isn’t going to end well. Who are all these people? Ok let’s start at the head table. The old guy my Dad, that’s Harvey he’s mister big shot my shit don’t stink. Now that’s a joke. Along with his lovely bitch of a wife Estelle. Oh yeah, she just a peach, hates all her kids and step kids equally. This is the big anniversary of twenty seven years. Oh, wait the guest all think it’s the big Fifty Five. That’s the small crowd of older people. All dressed up and soon to be shocked.
The small table with four nicely dressed middle age people. The tall brunette is my sister Kathy. The man in uniform, he is my sisters husband Jack. Colonel in the marines a real tuff guy. The short red head lady my step sister Patsy. Super nice what I know of her. We have met three times. Now her husband Dennis, he is a real shark of a lawyer. Both of these ladies are wonderful women considering what they have been put through.
Like I said earlier, the guests they all believe these two have been married forever. That is only one of the big surprises tonight for my guests. Harvey and Estelle moved down here ten years. These poor old fools bought lock stock and barrel as they say, to their line of crap. The girls are sisters and I am the only son who lost his way. Not a good boy because I lived with my real Mom. The guests think I was just a renegade chasing Bigfoot.
Yes that’s my private detective tonight our master of ceremonies. Those large folders hold all kinds of neat stuff to unhinge Harvey and Estelle. So let the party began.”
“Good evening. This party was put together by Michael. Sadly he can’t be with us tonight due to his untimely demise.” Mr. Raven clears his throat.
At that Estelle turned dead white. “That pleases me some.” I said to Bob.
“Well Patsy this is all the information on your real father. Michael regrets that he couldn’t of gotten this to you sooner. Your father died two days before Michael found him. He was deeply sorry for your loss.” The room was dead quiet.
“Kathy your brother got two doctors to admit that you didn’t need to be gutted. You just needed to heal and could have been put back you didn’t need to have an ostomy forever. They knew that the surgery could have killed you. You were so sick and weak and they hoped you would die. She really is an evil step mother.” Mr. Raven said so stern.
“Now this is your life Harvey and Estelle. They have been married twenty seven years now. The girls are not real sisters. Michael and Kathy are real siblings. You also have a half sister Lula who is mentally ill. They have a Mother in Texas married to another man. Patsy your father was alive all of your life and wanted you. The funny thing is Estelle has been seeing him yearly for the last fifty years. He thought you were her second husband’s daughter. Yes Harvey she cheated on you and you were number four, in the husband department. He liked cheating on you too.” Mr. Raven said.
“This place is so quiet. Look at them they are in shock. There is nothing like a big surprise at a party. Looks like a few of the guest want to leave. And before dinner is served too.” Michael said.
“Now let’s talk work histories and what really happened. Ladies first, Estelle never was the head accountant. She was a secretary in the secretarial pool for six years. She then married Harvey and stayed home to well we don’t know what. No she didn’t run a large real estate company and wasn’t the president of any such thing. No large financial company listened either.” Mr. Raven took a drink of water.
“Harvey, no we haven’t forgotten you. Yes, you were an engineer but nothing special. The time in the military you entered at the end of World War II. You did make it up to the rank of corporal. No, you didn’t fly missions in the Battle of the Bulge. You entered the army in 1944, June no less, that was boot camp. As for your education well you did finish high school. You never went to college and you do not have a doctrine, earned or honorary.” Mr. Raven said.
“Mr. Raven read the text I wrote perfectly. He really earned his pay check tonight.”
As he stepped down, he handed both Patsy and Kathy folders. The guests were leaving, the place was dead quiet. Within five minutes the place was empty except for Harvey, Estelle, and the girls.
“Oh yes, just one last thing.” They all turned to Mr. Raven.
“Michael sadly was murdered. It may have been by Lula, we have more research on it but. Someone had the brakes cut on his Camaro. As he drove around the top of mountains he went off the mountain. He wasn’t alone either. So someone had two people killed. As father of these kids, you should be ashamed of yourself. You’re a disgrace. No real man would allow anyone to torture and kill his children. I hope you enjoy your trip. I see your limo driver waiting.” Mr. Raven walked out.
“The limo driver is John, real cool dude. He hunts big foot with me, day time he owns the limo service. He is doing this a favor for me.”
“This way please.” John opened the limo door.
“It was nice to see the girls for the last time. What, oh why? Well after I finish this business I’ll be almost done with my unfinished business. What else do I have to do? Well man I’ve got to find Bigfoot! Stop laughing. So what’s your unfinished business? You can tell me later. My sister and her husband are leaving.”
“No good bye. I am not sorry about Michael.” Estelle shrieked.
“Not in this life time. When your burning in hell you can keep on thinking about how you killed my brother, tried to ruin Patsy’s life. And lets not forget how you failed at doing me in. Burn in hell bitch.” Kathy and Jack just left not even looking back.
“Well I never!” Screeched Estelle.
“That is a good idea burn in hell. You have always been a sorry excuse of a mother and person. Waste of human DNA.” Patsy and Dennis picked up her folder and left.
“As you can see my buddy John is their only ride now. Now this where it gets real good. Shall we follow, ahh John ever the professional opening the limo door.”

2) Limo ride.

“I told you those kids were no good.” Screamed Estelle. She threw her handbag on the floor of the limo.
“Did you kill Michael? Why? He was a scientist.” Harvey yelled back.
“I wish, big shot scientist, he hunts Bigfoot. That is the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.” Estelle snarled.
“Shut up until we get home.” Harvey said.
“Have you read this?” Estelle was fuming.
“No you have it. Shut up.” Harvey was thinking of a new story to get his ass out of this one.
John drove out of Alabama and into Louisiana. Neither one of them noticed. Both dozed off as he headed through to the swamps outside of Lake Charles.
“It was a good thing the party ended early, 7:30. John has five hour drive to our honeymoon hideaway just for the two of them. John’s lead foot is a good thing tonight he is making good time.
Nice night huh, full moon and those stars so bright. Yep here we are in good time. Louisiana interstate then we turn off down a few roads not marked well. We will travel down a few that aren’t even on maps. Yes it’s a bad road but it will not get any better they get worse. It’s real dark. Lost, me never. Here we are cool huh! It’s just a hut no glass windows just good old fresh air, mosquitoes and no toilets. But we do have two folding chairs and a small table with a lantern. Look still asleep.”
John picked up Estelle first and carried her into the hut. He laid her on the floor so nicely. He then carted in Dad. Both sleep through the trip and out of the limo. John left, he has to work tomorrow afternoon.
“So there they are.” Bob worded.
“And look no food, no jail cells and no idea where they are. They both hate camping. I think we should wake them in an hour, old people need rest. That would make it 1:30 in the morning, six hours of sleep is good. How about a storm, wind, rain, hail and lighting the works. The kind that makes you jump out of your skin. Want to help? Thought so, fun huh. The two of us can whip up a real whopper of a storm. I want to torture them as badly as possible. I know in your life you were a real bad ass that’s why I ask your help. So let’s start whipping up the storm of a life time.”
All you could hear were frogs and crickets and the night, very peaceful. Then we let it rip loud, crack of thunder and lighting it hit beside the hut.
Everyone jumped. You could see and smell the smoke of burning wood. A storm as bad as any hurricane. The rain began hard with pea sized hail. Then the rain came down in buckets.
“Ahhh!” Estelle screamed.
“What the hell?” Harvey said very groggy.
“Dad so how was your trip with the bitch?” I just smiled.
“You’re dead.” They both said.
“Nothing ever gets by you two. You two may be soon too. But first let’s have some fun.” We laughed at them.
“This is not funny Michael, we are leaving. Where is the limo Michael?” Dad asked in his I am the boss voice.
“Gee, my guess gone. Why don’t you two start walking. Head north no east or maybe south how about west. Now isn’t this fun?”
“You’ll regret this Michael.” Estelle threatened.
“About that, the police are at you house, search warrant and all. So you two will regret what’s been done.” I said.
As I raised my arm and lighting struck the roof of the hut. Good old corrugated metal nice and loud then the whole shack shook. Both began to rush me. Yeah like that’s going to help them. I stepped out on the bad side a slight ten foot cliff. I floated but both of them landed on their asses sliding down the mud. Now the fun has started. Nice and dirty lots of bug bites all dressed up and a swamp to walk around in. Both struggled to get up and walk or run.
The rain got harder and we have golf ball size hail. Both jumped and tried to dodge the hail as it fell harder and faster. They slipped into a small creek. This creek is about four to five feet in spots and well the gators love it. Lots of frogs and snakes eat in it as well. Estelle was grabbed by the ankle by a baby gator. She was pulled down into the creek and was heading to the gulf. Dad foolishly grabbed her arm and yanked her out. The gator got a good chunk of her leg. Now that blood is going to bring them more trouble. It’s a calling card for both gators and crocodiles. Old witch yummy for critter tummy. Both are wet, bug bit, have sore butts and Estelle has a huge chunk of her calf bitten off.
Not good enough we need more baseball sized hail, wind and loads of rain. Then we need more mosquitoes, spiders, ticks, fleas and leaches. Is that a nice big fat leach on Dads arm or Estelle?
“Now we are having fun yet?” I ask.
They are now slipping and sliding around. Half in the creek and well swamps love to eat shoes. Somewhere along the way Estelle lost her high heels now old Dad is missing a shoe. Both are trying to run now that’s funny.
“Watch out you are headed for a small hill. Ouch, both down and rolling into the creek. Now that’s a splash.”
Harvey hit his head on a large rock his head has a gash and bleeding. That leach is still hanging on. Estelle is floating down the creek and just hit a fallen tree. Harvey is unconscious, Estelle can you believe just screaming for me.
Look two gators are headed for her. Shall we hit her with a bolt? Alright a good zap in her big butt and a swarm of mosquitoes. She needs some leaches too. Now look at the gators one on her arm and one on her good leg pulling her like taffy. She is going under, ahh up again her arm looks like pulled pork BBQ. That older gator’s got her leg and chewing away.
Dad is up and heading to Estelle. The young gator now has her arm and gone back into the creek and blood is flowing everywhere. Her leg is almost gnawed off. Dad’s awake now and is hitting the gator with a branch now that’s not right. He needs to learn respect for wildlife. Alright! You hit the old slob right in the arm, lighting hits sparks fly. He’s on his butt now. Thanks Bob. Look at Estelle crawling toward him. Let the lighting rip now and the hail to softball size. A few to her head and a zap on her back side she is down. But is she out?
Now that’s a good piece of hail that hit Harvey’s old bald head. Estelle is bleeding badly and white as a ghost. Harvey is bleeding but not bad. Estelle on the other hand is gushing blood. The weather isn’t helping them. Well we need to give old Harvey some lighting in his butt. He’s down, hit that fat head on a big old rock, so let’s leave them here to rot. Someday someone will find the remains.
“So what’s your unsettled business? Oh you want revenge on your business partner. What did he do? Need my help?”
Bob nodded yes.
“Great let’s go. Being dead is not so bad.”

3) Back home.

“Hi Patsy, can you talk?” Asked Kathy.
“Of course. What is up?” Patsy said.
“The police called Jack and it seems they found them.” Kathy said.
“Where?” Patsy asks.
“Get this in the swamp in Louisiana very close to the Texas border. The police think they were trying to escape and got lost. That storm caused a fire and they were found in an old hunting shack. Estelle was dead gators got her. Harvey died on the EMT’s truck.” Kathy said slowly.
“Are you OK Kathy?”
“Yes. Just sorry I never got answers. Well it wouldn’t have been the truth anyway.” Kathy said.
“I know. Dennis said not to worry.” Patsy said.
“Well we can all account for our where a bouts. They never did find that limo driver or the limo. The police think they paid him off. A large sum of money is gone.” Kathy said.
“How much money?” Patsy asks.
“They didn’t say.” Kathy said. Along pause and then she said.
“We were told that we need to keep a look out. Lula is out of the institute, she escaped and is armed and dangerous. Were you called?” ask Kathy.
“No but she didn’t know me really. I am glad we have that information. We are leavening for our home in the Bahamas tonight. I’ll send you a card.” said Patsy.
“Well if you need anything call Kathy.”
“Thanks Patsy, bye.”

The End, sort of.

Most stories begin with once upon a time in a happy…. The stories end with they all lived happily ever after. Well sadly real life isn’t a fairy tale some are nightmares. This is how it is.
Being dead isn’t all that bad. I have now found Nessie in Scotland, Skunk Ape in Florida and what may be a Yeti. Bigfoot and I have yet to meet.
Bob and I took care of his business partner, he is now in a rubber room at the laughing academy. That poor man thinks he lost his mind. His family is sure he lost it with his babbling on about ghosts.
I have taken care of business and try to help others. Some ghosts don’t know they are dead. I have helped a few who were treated badly in life and some who just wanted their loved ones to know they are ok.
Me, I will keep on my searches of monsters and helping others. See being dead isn’t so bad once you get the hang of it. It turns out that my half sister Lula cut my brakes. She is a very hateful person and sadly turns on anyone who is kind to her. It seems she is out to harm anyone she ever knew. Lula will be on the run the rest of her life stealing from everyone she encounters. It seems she is a lost soul. I am sure I will see her soon on my side of this world.
Sweet Dreams.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010



Well here I go. I am going to write my family history. That’s cool too because I have all this old paper stuff to help me. My Nana died last week and I got all this paper. It’s real old, I have never written on it, heck it’s the first time I have even touched paper. I mean I write and talk on the computer all day, but paper is so rare. It feels soft. The book, as it’s called, is all hand written by all my dead relatives. It goes back to 1900. That over 300 years ago! I can’t believe it they put pictures in it and all kinds of loose paper stuff.
Maybe I should explain myself. Yeah that’s a good idea. So you see I live in a POD. Everyone does now and has for all my life. I was born in this tower of PODS, so were all my friends. My parents live 10 PODS east of mine, my family is close but everyone’s is. I have never walked outside. I have read about grass, sky and water. I can see outside but it’s dark all the time. We see stars; I wish I knew what they were called. Oh yeah my name is Leaf.
That sounds very dreary but it’s not. We have common area like the huge playground I really loved when I was a kid. I love going to all the big open spaces, the disco is cool we can dance and have fun. The conservatries are neat all the plants and flowers, it’s my Moms favorite place. The restaurant is where we eat most of our meals we can cook in our PODS but its more fun. We have a hospital but it’s not used much. We have no real sickness. Just babies born and if you get cut you see a medical. If you look at old pictures, it looks like a garden in the halls and open places. It’s not real, no rains or any weather. I have read about weather I wish I could experience it but it was so dangerous. I just don’t know how the human race survived.
I work on a power grid, we compile all the information on power usage for the PODS. It’s not boring either I do charts in colors. When I started it was slow going but now it’s a fast going job. We are using power more every day. Funny thing too I don’t remember using this much power when I started here. Well maybe I just don’t remember.

2. Family.
So about my family. I have a sister Rose, and Mom and Dad. My Mom grows all kinds of plants in the family POD. She can even grow salads! I know, can you believe it? Which is cool because I can’t grow a thing. My sister well she is a little kid still in school. Dad he works here in the power grid. It’s funny we both work here but never see each other in person.
I am working on this today because the grid is doing this scanning up thing. So I can work on my family story. So my parents have been married 21 years now. Hmm let me see they had me and my sister. That’s really boring; I don’t have any papers with births or deaths. Maybe I am going about this wrong.
What is this? The power grid is spiking up odd. That’s weird because it’s just a steady stream that goes up gradually. Now I have to sit until my supervisor comes to tell me what to do. It’s going up so fast then just dropping. I can see it on the screens. So now I am looking out the window and I can see another tower of PODS. Its lights are going off and on.

3. Quiet time
It’s gotten real quiet, no power now. It’s getting warm too. I can see out of the office POD window and its real dark. What happened to the stars? Well I am not just sitting here; I will go home to my own POD. How can I leave a message? My phone is off too. I can see why my relatives used paper.
As I am walking to my POD, I see I am alone. You usually see people but its quiet, nothing. I wonder if Hillary’s grandfather was right. OK I need to get it a grip, silly old man and his stories about PODS going dark and then…. Everyone is in their own PODS with their families. Yes that’s it they are waiting for the power to come back. Like when the power went out when I was a kid we all went to our POD and waited for it to come back on.
I walked to my families POD. I had to use the stairs which was cool. I hope no one is stuck in the elevators. I just do graphs so it’s a good thing I am going home. I would be in the way Dad can fix this kind of thing. I sure could use one of my Mom’s salads. That’s all I need a salad and my silly little sister’s jokes.
I saw no one on the way to the family POD. It was quiet too as I passed the doors of other PODS. I should have seen someone by now, not even in the common areas. It was too quiet, not even sounds of life. I got to my family’s POD. It was quiet when I walked in, it was empty. My mother and sister should have been there at the very least. That’s when I got scared.

4. Alone
I am alone here now. I can’t find anyone. It’s been 2 days now and still no power I have been back to work too but its dark and getting hotter in the office. I stay in my own POD it is my safe place. When I walked around I heard noises. I called out the first time but stopped mid yell the second time. It was an odd sound I don’t think I can explain it right, it was a scream of crackled sound.
I only went out to get food and now I have a week’s worth of food here I dragged a big refrigerator in here. I have some power, the backup power from 200 years ago and it works. I was surprised when it went on last night. I turned off the lights everywhere I could and anything needing power. I don’t know how long I will be in here alone.
Now its day 3 and I still hear noises sometimes. But I also hear something outside my door. I have now moved the huge dresser my Nana gave me in front of the door to my POD. I have never needed to lock myself in before; I don’t think I have ever locked a door. I know I have never seen a locked door or a lock of any kind on a door.
I am comfortable, have food and the temperature isn’t bad. I have had 20 hours now of quiet now. I think that noise is gone. I haven’t heard any people I even sent out messages on the computer to other PODS well every POD on earth. Maybe they think I am that noise tricking them. So I sent out another message only with video not just text. Why didn’t I think of that before? Maybe it’s being so alone.
I miss my family and friends so much. I went to my parents POD to get salad on the way I heard footsteps. Well I think there was a footstep it was a thudding sound on the floor. I ran into their POD as fast as I could, and slamming the door shut. Then I realized it had no lock and the huge dresser was in my POD. My heart was beating so hard and I heard the crackle scream again. I tried to calm down to think.
I heard the thump again just past my parents door. I jumped. It’s quiet here again. I got my salad and looked out the door. In the hall it was nothing but air and a dim emergency lights. I headed to my POD leaning up against the wall and walked so quietly. I just hurried on toward my POD. I don’t think I breathed until I got inside my POD and shut the door and slid the dresser up to it. I put my salad in the fridge; I could still feel my heart pounding so hard. I sat at my desk looking out the window, just calming down, breathe and relax. Ok I need to send out another message and I don’t want to look scared to bad. Wait maybe if they see how scared I am they will answer back. I turned on the camera and spoke. “Hi, it’s me Leaf, please answer me if you’re out there. I scared too and alone. I will keep this open so you can talk to me anytime. I am going to eat now but I can hear from the kitchen.”
I sat at my table and ate part of the salad. No one answered. I just lied down on the sofa. I hadn’t sleep well in a while.

5. Awake
I am awake now. I slept for 8 hours. I feel rested but starved. I went to the kitchen and ate a nice breakfast. Then I checked the computer screen, no one called no messages, just odd sounds again. I checked the computer, it had the noise for hours on it. No pictures of what was causing the noise. I put out another message and then it happened someone replied. ‘Hello, are you alone too?’ just a small voice.
‘Yes, I am here in the green POD where are you at?’ I asked.
But no answer it was just quiet again. Then I thought, OK they need me to talk to them. So what would I want to hear if it was me? Gee I feel real grown up saying that, maybe I am now.
‘Hi I am Leaf and I live in the green POD tower. And I am alone too. I work on the power grid; well I do the color graphs nothing too exciting. Let’s see oh yeah I am working on my family history. You see my Nana left me the family paper work, its real paper too! Paper is soft if you want to know. I love it, its so soft and it smells so nice. I know, who would have thought paper has a smell. Oh yeah the ink too, it’s a cool smell. I have paper here that’s real old and she gave me ink pens called Bic’s. You’ve got to see paper and the pictures too. Do you have any hobbies like growing plants or building stuff with used containers? I know my friend Hillary he makes jewelry his Grandpa taught him. My Nana taught me to write with ink and a quill pen like they did forever ago. We wrote on cloth because of no paper.’ OK let’s see if they answer that. I am a real blabber mouth here.
Quiet still I waited 2 minutes but I felt like someone was out there. Let’s see I told whoever about Nana’s paper and my family history project. I know maybe they are hungry.
‘So do you have enough food where you are? Are you comfortable? I am sure your scared too, gee I can hear noises. The noises are like a scream combination of squeaky sound. I just can’t explain it. Oh yeah and I hear a thud foot sound well it’s what I call it. Do you hear things like that too? Well if you’re hungry please come to my POD. I am in POD 10 on the 5th floor of the green POD. Yes I forgot I told you I was in the green POD.’ I sat still and just waited. No answer it’s been a whole 10 minutes too.
I got up and walked around my POD I need to keep moving. I took the exercise video and popped it in. Some exercise will be good warm me up. That’s when I heard it a pounding on my door. I ran to open the door….
I shoved the dresser to the side and opened the door slowly. I looked both ways nothing no one was there.
‘Hello, are you here? I can’t see you. Come on please answer me. I have salad and fruit snack things and good ice water.’ I was so sad. I know it was a pounding knock I heard it.
I am standing here until that person comes back here. I looked down the hall both ways then I walked down to the next door and looked in. Empty sadly. I went back to my POD door maybe whoever it was walked in my place. I closed the door and checked the POD nothing was missing and no one was in here. I sat down and just wanted to cry. I am sick of it alone and I miss my family so bad. I cried myself to sleep like a little kid.
When I woke it was dark, cooler and someone was looking at me. I could feel it.
‘Hi who are you?’ I asked, but nothing. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye.
‘I see you so you might as well talk to me. You know I am not afraid of you.’ Alright two can do that.
I got up and ran to the bathroom as fast as I could. I washed my face so I didn’t look like a little kid who cries for his mommy.
Let me see I know I want lunch so I ran into the kitchen so fast that’s when I was tripped. I hit the floor and slid to my desk. I rolled over and saw a black shadow. It wasn’t a person it was what Hillary’s Grandpa said. It’s the shadows they lived outside the PODs they where the reason we were in here. Crap that old man was right.
Just once I was hoping he was telling us a wild tale like Nana said. I mean he isn’t as old as Nana was. Let me think, I need to remember what he said. So he said the shadows came here and killed the people. The ones that survived lived; I can’t remember what he said. Why am I sitting on the floor looking at a shadow trying to remember a story an old man told me as a kid?
“So you tripped me. I have been nice to you. I talked to you and your rude not even thanks for the invitation for food. Geesh what did I ever do to you? Nothing I have never even seen you before.” The shadow said nothing.
I noticed the power was even lower levels the lights were dimmer than ever. I then saw 2 more shadows. It was getting cold too and I am not used to the cold. It’s always 75 degrees in the PODs. It must be the emergency power going out now. I sat up to look around but something was blocking my view.
‘Why don’t you answer me are you afraid I am right? I don’t even know you where are you from? It’s wrong to ignore me I haven’t ignored you have I? I ask you stuff and even talked to you about my hobbies. I told you about paper too, I bet you have never seen paper either or a pen.’ I sat up straight I could feel the chair behind me. I pulled myself up into it.
Now I couldn’t see any better yet but my computer was in reach. I reached to and something hit my arm hard. I think it was the shadows. I pulled my chair closer to the computer too. I heard a low growl coming from across the room. So I reach to my computer again but this time I got the video on with sound. I hope someone else can hear this too. So I think me talking to them helps some.
‘So why did you hit me? I didn’t hit you. Heck I don’t even know you. So how come you’re mean? Fine don’t talk be that way that’s what Hillary’s Grandpa would say. I want my dinner so I am getting up to get it if you hit me I will hit back. Now you have been warned!’ I got up real slow as I did I was thrown across the room.
I hit the dresser I don’t know how anyone could throw me that far. I weigh a lot. OK I am chubby. I like food but to throw me so far…
I hurt all over and I feel something cold running down my back. I didn’t say a word I just laid still like I was dead. My breathing was shallow anyway. I just wanted to cry but I hurt so bad I don’t think I could of if I wanted to. It wasn’t cold now. I just sat up and then realized it’s not me sitting but what was left of me. I could see the shadows they were looking around my POD for what I couldn’t guess. I don’t hurt now.
I walked out my door and headed to my families POD I saw people everywhere.

The end.