Yeah, I’m going to do it and you can’t stop me.
I know dog is God spelled backwards. And the fact is that He takes a special interest in dogs just like they do in their people.
Just go read the article and then when you’re done daubing at your eyes give your dog some love.
I’ve tried the high road by asking nicely. I’ve tried the low road by giving away micro-fiber bed sheets and fruitcake.
I’ve even bugged all my friends and acquaintances by phone and email. But now I’m going to have to climb way out on the limb and due to the late hour (I’m up editing) I will resort to the ultimate weapon and use cheap font tricks:
(They really are, I just like that strike-through thingie.)
Seriously, does it get any more pathetic than that? The statistics show hundreds of unique visits a day (lots of hundreds, over 500 everyday and over a thousand on occasion) and return traffic is a big part of that. I know that you’re out there. Now they might not give you an email account in the prison where you’re held, but use your mother’s and she can tell you what I’m up to down the road.
I can’t explain at the moment, but it does help me pitch my book idea to publishers if I can prove that someone other than Larry, Mary, Tracy, Brenda, Phyllis, Stacy, Steve, Pat, Mommy, and the six other comment producers read this travesty on a regular basis.
Besides that, it’s free. And I solemnly promise not to send you any used sheets.
So subscribe today. Tell all your friends on Facebook and ask them to like my page and subscribe. (It’s amazing how gullible they are based on what I’ve seen in the last year. Just tell them that they have to do this due to new privacy rules or all their secret texts and surveillance photos of them picking their noses will be published on their timeline. You can make them post virtually anything if you tell that whopper.)
I’m told it’s Downton Abbey. Silly spell check. (and I’m sticking with that excuse.)
Am I actually the only Christian author that has never watched Downtown Abbey?
I’m not sure if it’s the story of a group of Franciscans in a metropolitan area or some woman named Abbey who hangs out in the city’s center.
Sometimes you just have to decide not to care about certain things. This is one of them. It’s similar to my decision to skip Jersey Shore. No time, no interest, no problem.
Before all of you send me emails defending it as the best show ever to hit the airwaves I have one thing to say: Don’t waste your time. I’m not slamming the show, I’m just not going to dedicate any time to watching.
Besides – I’m working on my new television series in my spare time. I decided that I should combine my love of writing with my extensive acting background. I’ve shopped the series to several public access channels in the last month and it’s looking good. Right now I just need to finish two more scripts and a short video sample before anyone will talk seriously about the new show.
It’s called “Amish Zombie Moonshiners” and I think it’s got legs.
Later.
(Just in case you wondered, I searched for Downtown Abbey and copied the link before the page loaded. I still have no clue what it’s about.)
I mentioned earlier this past week that I was entering a contest or two. First one is now deposited on the contest server.
The Amazon Breakthrough Novel Award opened up for entries at 2300 local time. I was finishing some edits (God, please bless that wonderful publisher who told me I needed lots of work and all my honest friends) before hitting the “submit” button. I made it.
They are only taking the first 10,000 entries. I saw over 6,000 entries on the chat session. Given the math I’m glad I stayed up to submit tonight. I have a strange feeling they may be all full up tomorrow.
I’m beat. It’s hanging out around three degrees Fahrenheit at the moment. I’m hungry and need to let the dogs out one more time. But it feels really good to have this done. I will keep you posted about the results of the first round.
I’m not done revising my book, but I just found out about the contest in the last two weeks and raced the clock, influenza, sleep deprivation and a couple of voice overs to make it to the finish line for entering this contest.
I managed to trim over 16,000 words from the manuscript since I “finished” it last spring. I knew it was bloated but …
Well, lesson learned.
More blogging soon, one contest deadline yet to meet. I want to give it another polish before that comes up. Hope you all have a blessed day.
For those of you that read this far, here’s a bonus video on electric starter motors. Enjoy.
