U.S. Blogging Event Update

Update on US Blogging event. Hope lots of you make it. I will definitely be there.

Life of an El Paso Woman

wp-1478176712714.jpgHi everyone! Me and the other committee members haven’t written a post about next year’s blogging event in a few months. I wanted to give you an update on where we’re at with the event right now. We’re currently looking for a nice but somewhat reasonably priced place to host the event. Over the past few weeks, several hotels, restaurants and clubs in Chicago have been contacted for quotes. A couple of the committee members suggested moving the event up or back one week due to lodging and traveling costs. The costs seem to be a little bit more during the Labor Day holiday weekend (We were planning on having the event on Saturday, Sept. 2, 2017). Some places are already booked for this day. We’ll let you know if the event date gets moved. Since we’re getting closer to the holidays, we’ll most likely do one more month-long poll in January. We want to know who’s…

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Aunt Ader’s Place Part 7

Aunt Julie looked like a wild woman, but I adored her.  She cackled like a hen when she laughed with her crinkly black hair standing up like a nest of stinging worms.  I saw her comb it once or twice, but it didn’t make a bit of difference.  Fortunately, she was easy going and didn’t seem bothered by it.  She was a skinny, little woman with a big stomach and pipe-stem legs.  The legs of her pants bloused out and never touched her.  Had I not known her since I was born, I’d have thought she was a witch.  She had a filthy mouth, peppering her language with forbidden words.  I learned early on Mother would warm my britches should I repeat anything coming out of Aunt Julie’s mouth.

One of Aunt Julie’s phrases always hooked me.  She often prefaced statements with, “as the old saying goes.”  I loved old sayings, so I was all ears waiting for what came next.  Sadly more often than not, she finished with something perfectly mundane like, “I  have to make a pan of biscuits.”  I never failed to be disappointed, feeling she had not followed through on her promise.  “Fortunately, from time to time, she finished up with a thrilling phrase like, “If I don’t get to the bathroom soon I’m gonna s___ my drawers.”  Her use of forbidden language always brightened days moderated by Mother’s prudish language.  We weren’t even allowed to say pee pee or doo doo.  It’s rough being a gee gee-er in a world of kids who doo doo or donkey.  I don’t think Mother cared how she marked us.  More on Aunt Julie later.

My First Book Shout Out – All Good Stories by Linda G. Hill

Reblogged from Smorgasbard.  Do yourself a favor and get this book.

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Today a novellette with humour and romance…congratulations to Linda G. Hill who is celebrating the release of her first book, All Good Stories. About the Book As best friends, Xavier and Jupi…

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Guest Post: Thirty-Eight Nooses Hung From The Crossbeams / Andrew Joyce

Thanks Allie Summer

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Andrew Joyce left high school at seventeen to hitchhike throughout the US, Canada, and Mexico. He wouldn’t return from his journey until decades later when he decided to become a writer. Joyce has written five books, including a two-volume collection of one hundred and fifty short stories comprised of his hitching adventures called BEDTIME STORIES FOR GROWN-UPS (as yet unpublished), and his latest novel, YELLOW HAIR. He now lives aboard a boat in Fort Lauderdale, Florida, with his dog, Danny, where he is busy working on his next book, tentatively entitled, MICK REILLY.

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My name is Andrew Joyce and I write books for a living. Allie has been kind enough to allow me a little space on her blog to talk about my latest,Yellow Hair.

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Yellow Hair documents the injustices done to the Sioux Nation from their first treaty with the United States in 1805 through Wounded Knee…

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