Monthly Archives: August 2012

Kitchen Update

Okay, so it’s not completely done. But this is what we did. It’ll hold us until I can save up the 17K for a new kitchen. The lights are from Home Depot and are LED lights. I absolutely love them. … Continue reading

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Redaction: Melt Down (chapter 14, unedited)

Well, here it is folks–the last chapter before the whole book comes out on September 1st. FYI, it’ll be 99 cents until the 8th of September so pick up a copy and red the rest of the 36 chapters. Chapter … Continue reading

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What’s in a Name? Or does a skunk smell as sweet as a rose?

I am a firm believer in the power of a name. After all, in order to perform an exorcism one must first know the power of the demon trapped inside. Yeah, that says a lot about my view on my … Continue reading

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Redaction: Melt Down Chapter 13, unedited

Chapter Thirteen “No! Not the gangs!” Stuart’s people melted into the shadows of the restaurant’s kitchen. Metal clanged. Someone screamed. A wail bounced off the tiled wall. Good gravy. Audra’s fingernails dug into her palms. Panic was all she needed. … Continue reading

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How Brainwashed Are You?

I hate shopping. Really, really hate it. And so it usually is with some desperation –ie most of my shirts look like Swiss cheese thanks to my job, my pants are worn in unmentionable places or I can’t find buttons … Continue reading

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Me versus the Crock Pot

My crock pot hates me. There, I said it. I put stuff in, turn it on and get mush or undercooked vegies out of it. It’s a plot. The toaster is in on it. I think they’re related. I just … Continue reading

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Redaction: Melt Down (chapter 12, unedited)

Chapter Twelve Pressed against the brick pillar of the gas station, Papa Rose peered into the streaming rain and raised his Glock, aiming it beyond the traffic jam of abandoned cars. The hair on the back of his neck brushed … Continue reading

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