You many have noticed that the name of my Etsy store had changed. It went from Alice’s Etsy Store to Faire Miscellany.
The reason for this is that The Girl and I have become partners in selling our handicrafts. We are gearing up for a fair where we will be selling from a booth. Over the next few weeks you will see not only more of her earrings, but some of my sewing efforts.
No quilts this time. I’m still in the middle of making one for myself. I can’t believe I’ve been doing them this many years and never did get around to making one for myself. It’s almost done, but to expect any others in less than a year would be naive.
Instead, I’m making hats and gloves and cloaks and tunics, and bodices – Renascence Fair type stuff. What I’ve finished so far is kind of cool, but I don’t have pictures yet. I’ve had a heck of a time with pictures
This all has to fit in with Tax Season and some revision work, so the listings might be slow to appear. But there will be more and more as we go.
Unless, of course, they sell to fast. 😉
Jill’s Mom: Hey, Sis. Thanks for calling but I’m busy right now so I have to get off the phone.
Aunt Gertrude: What are you doing?
Jill’s Mom: Remember when we all went drinking a few nights ago, including my daughter and my no good son-in-law?
Aunt Gertrude: Yep, yep. I remember. You got so drunk we had to carry you out.
Jill’s Mom: Well, never mind that. Jack borrowed some money from me to get more beer, then called me a chump. A chump! Well, I’m getting even. I’m planting bugs all over their house so I can keep track of him.
Aunt Gertrude: Wait. Wasn’t that the time you were dancing on the table? He wasn’t calling you a chump! He was calling you a CHIMP!
Jill’s Mom: Oh. Now you tell me.
This week’s Jack and Jill word was provided by The Boy’s Girlfriend on the Thursday 13 list. It’s the one that grabbed me this time. I’m still thinking about Sassy.
I’m open to more suggestions. Toss out some words or phrases and let’s see what I can do with them.
Rough
waves of adversity crash into daily routine
turning all concepts end over end
endlessly
when does adversity become the norm
over the years
all the sharp-eyed eagerness of youth
wear to a dull roar
endlessly
turning, dreams and beliefs to pain and regret
while hard memory
crashes into waves of revision
until everything is worn smooth
The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, a host with the most.
For many years now I have participated in a blog hop called PhotoHunt. Every Saturday you are supposed to post a picture that relates to a word they provide. Only, I don’t do it the way you are supposed to. I do it as fiction. Hey, author here. What do you expect?
Usually I make a joke of it, frequently puns based on the word they provide. But lately I’ve lost interest in the words provided, have only two readers coming from the hub, and am hankering for a bit more independence. I don’t really fit there, anyway, as no one else does what I do. So I decided to emancipate myself. I’m going to do Jack and Jill’s based on what my readers suggest, rather than tying myself to the hub.
So far most of them have not commented. So I asked my kids for suggestions. This is what they came up with.
1. Plant
2. Globe
3. Lantern
4. Curtains
5. China
6. Box
7. Candle
8. Frame
9. Boots
10. Oh
11. Cushion
12. Sassy
13. Bottle
I think that will do, at least for the weekend. I’m still open to suggestions, though.
“Ponder me this; what’s the best way to make a boy and a girl who are already in love get serious about each other?” Tracy dropped that comment at the lunch table, then looked around to see if anyone noticed.
“Ponder me?” Kate gave Tracy a weird look. She heaved a sigh. “Can’t you talk like everyone else?”
I would like to thank both Ann Pino and Old Egg (Robin) for sticking in there with me last week. Love you both.
There have been a number of serialists who fell inactive. This does not surprise me in the least. Writing a serial is a serious challenge. Very few people are able to keep it going for very long. I have moved the buttons of the inactive from my sidebar to the Serialists page, where they will remain until the serials become active once more. As soon as a serial starts up again, I will move the button back to my sidebar. It is my hope that we will see more from them soon.
This is the hub for The Serialists, a meme for people who post original, serialized fiction on their blogs. If you have one or more posts you would like for us to read, please put the direct link(s) to the post(s) in the linky. Remember to visit one another and comment. We all want to hear from our readers.
The Girl is still loosing baby teeth even though she’s already in high school. She lost one recently that had us worried. It spontaneously broke.
It wasn’t smashed or jostled or anything. The only thing is that it dried out. Seems to me a tooth shouldn’t fall apart just because it gets dry.
We took it to the dentist and asked about it. She said she had no idea why it did that, but she wasn’t concerned because the teeth in The Girl’s head all looked fine.
I guess I won’t worry too much, but it still seems strange to me.
Apparently I can’t do PhotoHunt Jack and Jills anymore. I’ve been trying, but for the last three weeks I was unable to come up with something. I think part of the problem is that I’ve been doing Jack and Jill for so long now that I already have perfectly good posts up for most of the kind of words you would use in PhotoHunt. I think part of the problem is that I can’t seem to get a roll going the way I did before. I’m itching for some independence.
So I think it’s time to try something new. Instead of tying myself down to PhotoHunt, I’m going to do Jack and Jills all on my own. But I still want the puns and general mayhem that working toward a word can give you.
So here’s the deal. Make a suggestion. Toss out a word or phrase you’d like to see me work with. I’ll come here to this post over and over to fish for ideas. If I use your suggestion, I’ll link to your blog and give you credit. Every Saturday I’ll post a Jack and Jill just like I did PhotoHunt.
“Flowers? Didn’t I tell you I didn’t want any?” Theresa stifled a groan. So embarrassing. Everyone in the office stared and grinned.
“B-b-but your friend said I should get them.” Awkward, eager, Will’s eyes begged her to accept.
“You just wait. I’ll make you carry flowers around all day tomorrow. Ever hear of an amaryllis?”
The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, a host with the most.
The Girl made origami hearts for what she calls Single’s Awareness Day. They double as bookmarks as they fit in the corner of the book. I think they are cute.
“Cumbersome.”
“What? Going to school with me?” Lisa glanced over at Tracy as they walked.
They shuffled along wet sidewalks, in no hurry. Most of the snow had melted over the weekend along with all of Lisa’s plans.
“Isn’t that a great word? Come Brrrr Some. It makes me think of cucumbers.”
Featured Author: Susan Helene Gottfried with a Shape Shifter episode.
I told her she could link to the Roadie Poet post from right before, but I’m not about to complain about a new Kerri post. Thanks for taking time away from your editing work to treat us.
This is the hub for The Serialists, a meme for people who post original, serialized fiction on their blogs. If you have one or more posts you would like for us to read, please put the direct link(s) to the post(s) in the linky. Remember to visit one another and comment. We all want to hear from our readers.