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Five Word Friday

Today’s five words are about being sick. Sort of… Not really…


Cone – I have been wearing the cone of shame for a week.


I wasn’t really sick, but I had some allergies and couldn’t stop biting and scratching my tummy. The cone (and some medicine) made me better.


Mmmm… Peanut butter! Wait. What?

Story-itis – One of Mom’s stories was feeling under the weather. Not really sick, but not up to par. Mom bit it and scratched it…. Not really. She actually fixed it and changed it A LOT and made it better.


Vet – The vet checked me out and pronounced me good to go.


RatingRate Your Story checked out Mom’s story and pronounced it ALMOST good to go. It’s just a little too long.


Cutting – Mom is cutting words like crazy out of her story before she sends it anywhere. We hope it’ll have a happy and successful trip when it’s ready.


Trip – We are cutting out the cone of shame and soon I’ll take my last pill. Then I’ll be ready for a happy and successful trip, too.

Road trip!

Road trip!

Maybe to the park.


Or hiking.


Or the reservoir.


Or to breakfast.


Inspirational Quote of the Week


Writers see possibilities a lot. They imagine them and ask about them inside their heads when they’re making up a story. They especially need to consider them when they’re revising.  Mom had an old story that she liked a lot. She showed it to her writing group friends and they said SO many amazing things about it. Like, “There’s too much this.” or “Not enough that.” and “Maybe you can try some of this.” or “You may want to add some of that.” Mom considered the possibilities and tried some of the suggestions and guess what. The story is VERY different, and Mom loves it even more in its new form! Who knew?

Possibilities. I love those guys. I, for one, am happy to hear that they never run out.

Riding in the car opens a ton of possibilities.


Mouth open, sunroof open, ready for the open road…

The car can lead to this…


or this…


or this…


or this…


New places, new sights, new peemail from new friends, and sometimes a tree-root nap…


Now and then the car leads to this…


Take it easy, lady. Leave me a nail or two to scratch my ears with!

Walking into the bathroom opens fewer possibilities. Maybe I’ll be able to sniff the shower gel and wait while Mom takes a shower. Unless she says the word, “That’s soap, not food.” or “That’s not a water bowl.” or “OUT. Can I have 5 minutes of privacy?”


Sometimes it flat out leads to this…


which leads to this…


which leads to this


Pardon my bits and pieces, but I’m trying to air condition my wet belly.



It would be silly for Mom to be a writer if writing didn’t make her happy. So I guess it makes her happy… At least most of the time.


She writes just about every day. When she works, she’s challenged, inspired, enthusiastic, and motivated. Except when she’s disappointed, hopeless, worried, and bummed out. Luckily, that’s not too often. Only when she thinks Print Book #2 and E Book #2 are taking too long to happen. Most of the time, she thinks they’re just around the corner….

My friend Lexi the Schnauzer tagged me to participate in the 8 Photos of Happiness Challenge. Since I am never disappointed, hopeless, worried, or bummed out, I would be able to post 8,000 photos of happiness. ….but I won’t. Here are my 8.

1. New toys from PupJoy.

1. New toys from PupJoy.


2. Showing off.


3. People watching.


4. School visits with Mom. And KIDS!


5. Listening to stories at the library.

6. A cool drink of water after a hike.

6. A cool drink of water after a hike.


7. A nice, warm street nap.


8. Bringing smiles to my friends at the Veteran’s Home.

Did I say 8?

I can't post about happiness without the baby swing at the park.

8 1/2. I can’t post about happiness without the baby swing at the park.

Here are the rules for the challenge:

Thank your nominator and link them in your post. (Thanks Lexi!)
Link the creator. (Ariel’s little corner of the internet)
Post your 8 photos of happiness. (or 8,000)
The photos can be anything that represents a moment, object, place or feeling that makes you happy.
Pop in a brief description of the photo, why you chose it or let the photos do the talking!
Spread the happiness and tag up to ten other bloggers! (I’m tagging all of my friends – if you want to share some happiness, jump in!)

Inspirational Quote of the Week


Writers are always looking for inspiration. Mom is no exception. The other day, Mom and I took a ride to Meadowlands Environment Center for inspiration. She likes to be in nature to clear out her head.


Doggies like inspiration, too. I like to be in nature because it smells good!


The GPS lady told us we had arrived at our destination.



Mom said naughty words about her because we had so NOT arrived at our destination.

This looks like a good place to get murdered.

This looks like a good place to get murdered.

Mom drove and complained and drove some more and complained some more and somehow found the place anyway.


She was inspired by the beautiful flowers and the views and bunches of summer camp field trip kids scooping goop out of the swamp to study.”


I was inspired by the smelly old swamp. I was pretty sure I could swim in there, but Mom said the word, “Time to go home and write.” and “Inspiration has to find me working.” and “Don’t even think about it.”


Mom still only “works” for an hour a day, but she works very hard during that hour – doing her KidLit Summer School stuff, checking in on her critique group, and working on new things that she’s writing and old things that she’s fixing. I sure hope when Inspiration drops around it comes at the right time. Otherwise, it’ll find her eating a donut…


…or watching TV or reading her Kindle or talking on the phone or God forbid giving me a bath.



Help me…



Five Word Friday


Looking over her stories, Mom is noticing she has three different kinds – some that aren’t ready yet, some that are old and worn out, and some that are just about right. Today’s five words are about growing and changing. It’s good for characters, good for stories, good for authors, good for butterflies, …and good for me.


1. Unripe – New stories need time to ripen up.

Ugh! Green and underdone.

Ugh! Green and underdone.

Whenever Mom finishes a story she tucks it away and doesn’t look at it or think about it for a few weeks. It sits in the computer until it gets ripe.

2. Learning – When Mom first adopted me, I apparently did not know how to conduct myself. She had to teach me A LOT of things. Plus she took me to obedience school so she could learn how to make me learn. Wait. What?

CGC diploma

3. Overripe – Some of Mom’s stories have been around for years and years. And YEARS. She has revised them and revised them and edited them and overhauled them and submitted them and revamped them. She’s done everything but run them over with her car.

dog in car

She hasn’t totally ruled that out because they’re going nowhere.

I think this one has been run over by a car...

I think this one has been run over by a car…

4. Waiting – Writers do a LOT of waiting. So do I. I wait for Mom to share her breakfast,

Did somebody say pancake?

Did somebody say pancake?

wait for her to come home, wait for her to go walking with me, wait for her to take me in the car, and wait for my dinner.


5. Just Right – Like the porridge, the chairs, and the beds in Goldilocks and the Three Bears, some of Mom’s stories are just right. They’re not too old and not too new. They’re not too long and not too short. They’re not too blah and not too way out there.


Perfect! May I eat it??

Inspirational Quote of the Week


Mom does writing just about every day – but only for one hour. After one hour, her brain is fried, so she spends the rest of the day dreaming, talking, and wishing about writing. Also, she does mind-writing, watching and listening for ideas, reading picture books, and generally living her life.

On certain days she sends a story to Rate Your Story,


reads books and drinks coffee at Barnes and Noble,


and sometimes she submits stories to agents or publishers.


There are some things I do just about every day, too. I watch Mom watch TV,


This is fascinating…


snoopervise the hanging plants out front,


take a walk – or a hike,


and get my teeth brushed.


Also, I do street napping,

or grass napping....

or grass napping….

therapy dog work at the library


and VA,


and go to the park.


On certain days, I celebrate,


dress up,


and sometimes, I get hiccups.

Two Sides


My face is two different colors. Three actually, but down by my nose there’s a brown side and a white side.


They’re as different as different can be, right down to the whiskers. White on the white side…


…and black on the brown side.



Mom’s writing has two different sides lately, too. Poetry and prose. She worked and worked on a story and kept getting stuck. She worked on other things, came back to the story, and got stuck again. And again.


Today, she decided to take that stuck story idea and make it into a poem. As different as can be, but she’s not stuck anymore.


Let’s go!

Sometimes in hiking, there’s a special mark saying that the path splits.


We’re careful to choose the right path. Usually it’s pretty easy to tell.




Clear sailing…

For Mom, the correct path seems to be the poem for now. Clear sailing.





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