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Overwhelmed

Thursday and Friday,  3645 people downloaded book one of the color series for no charge, pushing me to rank in the top hundred of the kindle bookstore. In a pool of thousands clamoring for attention with free reads, that many clicked on Splintered Energy and maybe, just maybe, some of them will read it and indirectly share a smile, chuckle, and a few tears with me.
Most thrilling of all, a magical number of 21 have purchased book 2 so far, leaving me to assume they want to continue the journey. How cool is that!

CLICK-GET FREE READ-Yippee, My Rank Climbs-Thanks!

Amazon Link 
Offer a novel for free, people snap it up and then the story rises above a zillion others for a few glorious hours so more people notice it.
Please help on Thursday and Friday, Feb 23 and 24th, assuming I didn't screw up with the setting in the Kindle Direct Program, and click yes, you want to buy Splintered Energy for $0.00.
I'd love more tags and likes while you're there as well. 
Here's the blurb I may use for the print book:

Dawn breaks—literally. Energy sparks across the horizon, power grids go down, and a few hapless humans fall dead. A moment later, hearts regain their beat.
California. A widower's twelve-year-old son is rather young to bring home a woman, especially a collapsed green beauty too frightened to open her eyes.
Arizona. A divorcee blinks hard, but the gorgeous guy stepping in front of her car is still red—hello, ditch. When she comes around, she wonders which layer of hell she's fallen into.
Ohio. A teen also fears he's dealing with the demonic, but no matter how dangerous things become, he's determined to stand by a man with inhumanly blue eyes.

Sentient beings, trapped in human form, can't recall a past other than a blissful haven. Only one learns to hide his unique skin color, and he assumes the identity of the victim, Malcolm James. Malcolm has a goal: return to wherever it is he belongs—ASAP. News clips show the escalating violence. He predicts those who cross paths with color, himself included, will become permanently scarred or worse, killed because he's certain concerning one fact. Living light does not belong grounded.
LINK to AMAZON  
I hope anyone who grabs a copy of Splintered Energy, you get a chance to read it and you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Wow and Wow Again. Second Place Winner!

http://backwardmomentum.blogspot.com/2012/02/flowers-for-valentines-day-by-arlene.html

On a day I was too busy to even comment on D L Jackson's celebration of two sci-fi romance writers joining her blog, a panel of judges checked out the posts and geez, I won a gift certificate to thinkgeeks dot com.
Shrug. It's obvious these impartial judges must have had a few drinks.

I Adore Release Days!

Decadent Publishing

Ask for the Moon-This is What I Get

I love my friend Chris. She's brilliant at photography. Not quite the moon I'd hoped for, but perfect nevertheless.

The Home Invasion Multiples

Being the lamest cook on the planet, I don't have much in the fridge and you'd think what little I have wouldnt be in a plastic bag for months. Sept 28, I purchased two turnips. January 31, I pulled them out and cursed.Why do somethings fight so hard to survive?
For months, since May I think, I've brooded about a frickin' sweet potatoe that refuses to rot, die, content to live in a ceramic dish without water or soil. In December, I thought to show compassion. I laid the damn thing across a pot of moist, fresh soil giving this concentration camp survivor full assess to at least a four star restaurant. Sigh. January 31, I lifted it. No roots, no rot, just strong turgid leaves and stem. Well, now it's a race to see if turnip decays, kills, mates with, or ignores sweet potatoe who will obviously outlast the cockroachs when armageddon happens.

Liebster blog award!

Seriously, how cool is this!

I must thank the wonderful author Chrystalla Thoma for awarding me the Liebster Blog Award. Unlike me, Chrys isn't a native speaker of English. She hails from the island of Cyprus, and writes amazing novels but she also has a talent in art, creating some of her own book covers.  Check out her books on Amazon and MuseitUp (and check out her website for many more publications!) The Liebster Blog Award originated in Germany. Liebster means dearest or beloved, and Liebe is love.In accepting the Liebster Blog Award, I agreed to:
*Thank the person who gave them the award and link back to that person's blog
*Copy and paste the award to my blog
*Reveal the 5 blogs I've chosen to award in turn and then commenting on their blog to break the news.
I know my awesome friends-authors-bloggers are aware they'll suffer consequence, be bombarded by things like tumbling puppies, Julia Andrews singing on  a mountain, kittens rolling in yarn, instead of brilliant plot twists for their work in progress if they in turn don't pay it forward or accept  and  then pass on this prestigious award to bloggers they'd like to honor. My blog winners are all fellow writers, renowned or on the brink of being so.Barbara ElsborgDL JacksonFred VrabinecKaren Cote

Laurie GreenCheck out their blogs and you'll know why I chose them – for their wit, talent, wonderful stories and most of all, their loving ability to become a most cherished friend. 

Thanks again to Chrys for including me in this fun blog tour.

Zentangle: There is no Order or Disorder Not even a Spoon (Matrix)

The art of using patterns to encourage mediation and right brain activity."You have to come," said Good Friend. "I sent you the real cool invite.""Er…on a Saturday? Close work early? Hell yes," said the right side of my brain."Idiot, she'll expect you to follow directions, pay attention and frickin' draw," said the little used left side of my brain."Go back to sleep," said right side to left. "I dominate, I control flights of fantasy and zentangle encourages that, meaning you, dear logical and precise mathematical left side are screwed. Once I rule the entire brain, chaos will reign. We'll have ice cream for dinner, as well as breakfast. We'll make word patterns out of back-white dullness, float like a leaf in the wind to better worlds whenever blah blah yaks at us, pretend to care and…lose what little train of thought we ever held to. ""Crap," said I. "All that from just making some doodles over and over and over?" The setting was delightful, thanks to attention to the most intricate details.
  My masterpiece.
Hm, head isn't humming. Does that mean right and left hemispheres have put down the swords? If so, the theroy behind zentangle pumping up right brain function is off, as far as this brain is concerned. There is a certain stillness, calmness in knowing patterns exist without confinement, and from a basic grid, curve, open or closed circle, hell I bet I could sneak in squares, comes whatever choas the pencil stroke wants, and at whatever speed. Fast and thin worked for me. Others had alot of white space and damn, their patterns didnt look like they'd each had a shot of vodka, but hey whatever it takes for me. Brain waves cooperating predicts the electric bursts, repetition of the stress of the day can be confined to a little square tile.
Which, by the way, comes in black as well.

1-6-2012, Let it Rain!!!

Lin Holmes, Blog Trailer

A wonderful author over at MuseitUp has blogged about the series, Lacey's Lamp, which I'm lucky enough to kick off the year long, 12 author anthology.

Happy New Year

To old friends, Barb, Fred, Cate, Laurie, Dawn, Chrys, Chris, Alicia, Julie, everyone at CC, SFP, Museitup, a zillion others,  and to new friends at Decadent, FB,GR, and a zillion others, thank you!!! for being in my life.