The 10 Most Horrific Things about Ali and Frank’s Halloween Party
10. 35 kids in a living room that only seats 6…
Writer Needs Help ASAP
I’ve posted a notice to the interview requests page twice in the past month and nobody has yet responded. I really need help!
Write What You Know?! Ha! by Bob Freiday
Write what I know? Yeah, sure! I’m going to write about running a high-speed slitter in a plastics factory? I’m going to write about operating a gigantic vacuum metallizer? I’m going to write about blowing up three cars in two years while running around the state as a rock-n-roll advertising salesman? I’m going to write about baking bagels in a small bakery?
Everything I Needed to Know about Writing, I Learned from My Camera By Barbara Bell
In putting my photographs out into the world, I found that writing went hand-in-hand with it. I had to define who I was and what my art meant. I had to instruct others on how to achieve similar results. Quite frankly, I was thrilled. My dream job would combine writing and photography. I wanted to talk to people about having their picture taken and find out what was important to them. What ensued allowed me to pursue writing and photography as their own entities, sometimes allowing them to combine.
Pet Publishing, PayPal and Poetry
Pet Publishing, PayPal and Poetry
Max is Potty Trained
Well, after only a few weeks of frequent reminders (Need to potty, Max?! Huh? Huh??) and heaps of praise (“Yea! Big boy Max went potty! Let’s do the potty dance! Yippee! Yahoo!!), Max (age 25 months) is potty trained! He never has accidents on the floor and is very proud of himself each time he “makes potty.” So proud, in fact, that when he does “make potty”, he goes through the entire house, clapping his hands, and telling everyone present (family, friends, and even the UPS guy), “I made potty! I made potty!! Do potty dance!! Do potty dance!!” And, of course, we all dance!
I have to say that Max was, by far, the easiest of all the children to potty train. Shwew! And we’re already counting how much money we’re going to save on diapers! The amount will be significant! Max even insists on removing the little potty bowl himself and dumping it into the Big Boy Toilet (yes, he washes his hands). Yesterday, he made a big boy poopie in his potty and, much to Zach’s horror, carried it into Zach’s room to show Zach and his teenage friends his “Big Boy Poopie.”
Do you know what a toilet tattoo is? It’s what Max gets when he sits on his little potty for an hour while watching cartoons. He sure loves his potty!
Hugs to everybody!
Ang
Letters To the Editor: October 22nd
~Common Correspondence Mistakes~ I just read your article, Common Correspondence Mistakes Made by Writers and wanted to say, “You go, girl! Right on!” ~Midwest Foodservice News Is A Great Market!~ I have two topics I’d like to discuss with you. First, is your mother-in-law available to redo MY bathroom? 🙂 Second, I noted that there’s […]
Learn to Network — and Double or Triple Your Sales! By Bob Freiday, author of 10 Golden Rules of Freelance Writing and How I Broke Them (How to Break the Rules and Make It as a Magazine Writer)
And what an unbelievably lucrative phone call that turned out to be! Wow! In a nutshell, the editor said something along the lines of, “Well, Bob. Sure! I know many editors who could use a good writer. And I can comfortably recommend you, for sure. Let’s see. Got a pen? There’s Joan So-and-So, over at Such-and-Such publication. And Jill, over at That Other Publication. And Jim What’s-His-Face, who handles three different newsletters for us. I don’t know if you realize it, Bob– but I’m in a building with about twenty other editors. We publish, like, forty different publications here. And– OH! Why don’t you call Tammy– who edits This Publication and also That Publication. She’s always hungry for good writers. Sure– let me give you their extensions. Here you go… ”
This Week’s Whispers & Warnings: October 22nd
Banff Writer’s Conference – Organizer accused of fraud. Writers wants to know if anyone has info on Zumaya Publications. Author rallying PublishAmerica authors to report their experiences to Sixty Minutes II. PAST WARNINGS >>
The Grandmas
The in-laws are gone and life seems to be getting back to normal. My mommy-in-law completely redecorated the downstairs bathroom while she was here, including painting the walls. It looks really, really nice! Max had two grandmas here, so he kept calling them “The Grandmas.”
For the first time in a quarter century, Zach’s high school golf team (Bangor High) won first place in the state tournament on Saturday! Zach was very proud of the medal he won (he was one of five players to represent the team) and Bangor High School will have a new trophy for the trophy case.
Max has finally figured out how to say Frank’s name. He calls him “Mank.” It’s really cute! Frank’s Columbus Day play was last week and he made a fine, handsome sailor and remembered all his lines! (Funny…none of our children have stage fright.) During the performance, when Frank walked on-stage, Max waved his chubby arms and yelled, “Hi Mank!” Frank smiled, broke character, and waved back at Max. Max was happy.
I met with all of Ali’s teachers last week for parent/teacher day and her language arts teacher says she’s “…quite the writer!” I hear that every year and it always makes my chest swell with pride.
The leaves seem to be at their peak right now here in Bangor and, even after four years, the brightness and depth of the colors still take my breath away. So, on Monday, we went leaf-watching. A cold front had blown through on Sunday night, so the stiff, cold winds make it a perfect day to bundle up and enjoy God’s art show.
Hugs to everybody!
Ang