Hey there, reader friends.
I"m swamped with mama duty, spring cleaning *no fooling real deal cleaning*, and writing like the wind. So I've had to suspend my more intensive blog days until the first of April. That should get me all caught up, and then we'll get back on track with the normal Wednesday-Thursday posts.
Up to my ankles in dust-bunnies and senior year shenanigans for the Kidlet,
~~Cherie Noel~~
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Thursday, March 17, 2016
Tuesday, March 15, 2016
Tuesday Newsday: Loading...
That excited, edge of your seat feeling you get when something absolutely fabulous is about to happen? Yeah, that's what I've got right now.
Can't share just yet, but soon.
Soon.
I pinky-swear.
In the mean-time, take a load off your tootsies, and check out the latest release by my buddy Kayla Jameth. A Tested Love is a simply fabulous book. I loved it, and the chances are very high you will as well. Here's a linky-dink to Dreamspinner's page if you want to check it out.
Can't share just yet, but soon.
Soon.
I pinky-swear.
In the mean-time, take a load off your tootsies, and check out the latest release by my buddy Kayla Jameth. A Tested Love is a simply fabulous book. I loved it, and the chances are very high you will as well. Here's a linky-dink to Dreamspinner's page if you want to check it out.
Monday, March 14, 2016
Monday. Time for Mayhem and Foolishness...
Tuesday, February 16, 2016
Tuesday Newsday: All the News...that didn't happen?
Yeah,
so about that news stuff and nonsense.
I have nothing to report today.
Sorry.
Maybe next week will be more exciting.
~Cherie
so about that news stuff and nonsense.
I have nothing to report today.
Sorry.
Maybe next week will be more exciting.
~Cherie
Monday, February 15, 2016
Monday's Mayhem and Foolishness: Apropos of Not a Damn Thing
So I set a schedule.
No, really, I did. And then I flubbed, and didn't follow it.
Story of my life really. Heh.
And then I set another schedule, and tried like hell to stick to it...
Failed again.
Lather, rinse, repeat.
For the past two...no, six odd years, though it's been especially brutal for the last two (post last head injury).
Sheesh, what's a gal gotta do to keep herself in check, hire a big muscly guy with a heavy spanking hand...
*oh, never mind, that's for playtime, not for schedules*
Anywho, back to importantish stuffs and nonsense.
I'm trying to be serious as a Sneech here. Or maybe a Starbelly.
Schedules make the world go round. Just ask any editor, publisher, formatter, or literary agent anywhere.
BIG IMPORTANT STUFFS, that's what schedules are made of.
And mine was maybe a little rigorous.
I'm still going to keep my day's of the week themes.
Monday-Mayhem & Foolishness
Tuesday-Newsday
Wednesday-Work in Progress
Thursday-Think Tank
Friday-Fabulous Funday
Saturday-Surprise
(Sunday's are leftover's. You get to catch up on anything you missed in the week, and I get a day to catch my breath.)
I'm fairly sure I'll improve if I write a little each day.
So...bear with me.
It's gonna be slowish to start. Probably silly in places, ranty in others, but occasionally you may find a precious gem in the rough.
For the sake of all we both hold holy, *Starbucks Italian Roast for me, and you can fill in your own holy item below in the comments for a chance to win a free ebook in March* don't keep it to yourself if you find something nifty and readable.
Tell me.
Tell your friends.
Who knows, I might be able to replicate the fun and then we could all have a big ole belly laugh together. Or a cry. Or an oh-la-la moment. And wouldn't that be fun?
Oh, yeah. Keep an eye out for those hidden giveaways. I will always honor them if you read through and pick up on them.
And in the meantime, until we get to have some Mayhem and Foolishness together again, go on and park your happy ass in the weirdo, nerdy geek spot on your sofa-car seat-office chair-wherever. Everybody else might be squabbling over the cool kid spots, but those of us in the know realize the nerdy geek spot is generally:
1) Closer to the beverage station.
2) Closer to the toilets.
3) Has a better view of that thing that cracks you up.
No, really, I did. And then I flubbed, and didn't follow it.
Story of my life really. Heh.
And then I set another schedule, and tried like hell to stick to it...
Failed again.
Lather, rinse, repeat.
For the past two...no, six odd years, though it's been especially brutal for the last two (post last head injury).
Sheesh, what's a gal gotta do to keep herself in check, hire a big muscly guy with a heavy spanking hand...
*oh, never mind, that's for playtime, not for schedules*
Anywho, back to importantish stuffs and nonsense.
I'm trying to be serious as a Sneech here. Or maybe a Starbelly.
Schedules make the world go round. Just ask any editor, publisher, formatter, or literary agent anywhere.
BIG IMPORTANT STUFFS, that's what schedules are made of.
And mine was maybe a little rigorous.
I'm still going to keep my day's of the week themes.
Monday-Mayhem & Foolishness
Tuesday-Newsday
Wednesday-Work in Progress
Thursday-Think Tank
Friday-Fabulous Funday
Saturday-Surprise
(Sunday's are leftover's. You get to catch up on anything you missed in the week, and I get a day to catch my breath.)
I'm fairly sure I'll improve if I write a little each day.
So...bear with me.
It's gonna be slowish to start. Probably silly in places, ranty in others, but occasionally you may find a precious gem in the rough.
For the sake of all we both hold holy, *Starbucks Italian Roast for me, and you can fill in your own holy item below in the comments for a chance to win a free ebook in March* don't keep it to yourself if you find something nifty and readable.
Tell me.
Tell your friends.
Who knows, I might be able to replicate the fun and then we could all have a big ole belly laugh together. Or a cry. Or an oh-la-la moment. And wouldn't that be fun?
Oh, yeah. Keep an eye out for those hidden giveaways. I will always honor them if you read through and pick up on them.
And in the meantime, until we get to have some Mayhem and Foolishness together again, go on and park your happy ass in the weirdo, nerdy geek spot on your sofa-car seat-office chair-wherever. Everybody else might be squabbling over the cool kid spots, but those of us in the know realize the nerdy geek spot is generally:
1) Closer to the beverage station.
2) Closer to the toilets.
3) Has a better view of that thing that cracks you up.
And hey, why give up all the fun to join in someone else's Mures, Gens Magna?
*that's latin for race of the big rats...*
Bye, sweet babies.
May the sun shine upon your face,
May the wind be always at your back,
And may the road rise up to meet you,
Until we meet again.
**also, ugh. I would have put in a ton of really cool pics, but blogger and I are having difficulty playing together, apparently**
Thursday, January 14, 2016
Against the Dying of the Light
Within the deaths this week of David Bowie and Alan Rickman, I have found a new resolution. You see, their departure from this world has left a void in my life--I didn't know them personally, but their art made my existence more bearable. So, because the world seems a little dimmer without them in it, I've determined that I will strive to shine a little brighter. Write as hard as I can. And most of all, encourage those around me to find the best in themselves and express exactly that. It's a big resolution, I know. I think that even if I only get it a little right, they'd appreciate the gesture.
So, for David Bowie, and Alan Rickman,
here's me. Trying like hell to shine a little brighter, so your passing doesn't leave any in utter darkness. Fare thee well, brave souls. You brought such beauty to this world. Thank you.
Do not go gentle into that good night
Dylan Thomas, 1914 - 1953
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Dylan Thomas, 1914 - 1953
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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For more information on David Bowie, click here: Rolling Stone Article
For more information about Alan Rickman, click here: BBC Article
Thursday, November 5, 2015
Thursday Think Tank: Write Like the Wind and Other Encouragements
Dear Authors Who've helped,
That's you, Jambie, Zam, Patric, Amy, Belinda, Ally, Megan, Aleks, Rhae, Erica, Zathyn, Kris, Val, Caraway, J.p., Carol, Ethan, and a slew of other authors who encouraged me via their literary works or their actual words of encouragement and guidance--thank you all so much. I love what I do, and I love that in some small way I can contribute to making the world a better place, or at least a bearable one. And I do that thanks to all of you. So, nothing profound today. Just a simple note of thanks. For all you've done in the past, and all you continue to do.
Sincerely,
~Cherie Noel~
That's you, Jambie, Zam, Patric, Amy, Belinda, Ally, Megan, Aleks, Rhae, Erica, Zathyn, Kris, Val, Caraway, J.p., Carol, Ethan, and a slew of other authors who encouraged me via their literary works or their actual words of encouragement and guidance--thank you all so much. I love what I do, and I love that in some small way I can contribute to making the world a better place, or at least a bearable one. And I do that thanks to all of you. So, nothing profound today. Just a simple note of thanks. For all you've done in the past, and all you continue to do.
Sincerely,
~Cherie Noel~
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