Sunday Post #amreading #amjoy

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LOOKING FORWARD TO September

This week I've been busy running through the rain drops.  Yes, lots of rain in Minnesota.  It wouldn't be all that

bad if I hadn't had strangers seeking shelter in my abandoned car.  Wait, what?! You ask yourselves.  Yes, this did happen, four individuals were sitting in my car as I came outside two days ago.  What were they doing in there?  You ask.  Who knows. But one of the guys had the audacity to ask me: Is anything Wrong?  Yes, you're in my car, I said.

CURRENTLY 

Reading: Letters by Kurt Vonnegut, Norwegian by Night by Derek B. Miller, Invisible Monsters by Chuck Palahniuk, So Far Away By Meg Mitchell Moore, Just Kids by Patti Smith, The World Goes on by Laszlo Kraznahorkai

Listening: Six Four by Hideo Yokoyama, The Robber Bride by Margaret Atwood, Cat's Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut, Not a Sound by Heather Gudenkauf

Watching:  Nothing, too busy to watch anything right now.

ON THE BLOG

What Happened:

Saturday:Weekend Warriors post

Up Coming:

Saturday:Weekend Warriors 

Sunday:Sunday Post

#8Sunday, Weekend Writing Warriors

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write!  Sign up on the website:Wewriwa.com and share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday.

No one likes it when their family life changes.  This is particularly hard for the Radtke's.  A troublesome girl named Tracey enters their lives and the children are an endless journey to make sure this girl doesn't get into any further trouble or cause their parents to lose their fostering license.  These are snippets from my second novella in the series, "Oh Tracey."

Last week

I knew it was Tracey’s diary because on the back she scrawled in black marker her name.

Should I read it? Should I? I went back and forth wrestling with my conscience.  If I read it, I may be compelled to tell someone about it because it might be hard for me not to.  Then again, if I did read it, Tracey might find out and tell Mom and Dad.  I settled with the decision that yes I should read it, she could be in trouble. On the first page it read:

Readers beware.

This week

Reading this could mark the end for you.

I should have started from the front but I thought I would start with the very last entry and then page through it at random.

Dear Diary

I have yet to understand everything there is to know but I do believe grandma’s got a few things in her room she’d like give me when she meets her end of her life.

I paused after reading that because it must have been the saddest thing I ever read in my life.

I feel as though Grandma may want me to have these things because she was going through the house and pointing to items and telling me to write them down. She also asked if I’d want any of them.

She listed her grandma’s things in bold letters, like she had painstakingly went over each letter again and again. Back lit camera, Andrea Television, Pincor Power lawn mower, potato masher, nut chopper, Nikkio Rotary grinder. Ten pairs of slacks, one dress, several stockings.

 Dear Diary,

This ends the list of everything grandma wants to keep. I’ve been meaning to tell you that I’ve met an interesting group of people.
They shall remain nameless on account that someone may read this diary and I will be putting myself into jeopardy.

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Sunday post #amjoy #SundaySweet @ChioneQuintet

The Sunday Post is a weekly meme hosted  @ Caffeinated Book Reviewer. It’s a chance to share news~ A post to recap the past week on your blog and showcase books and things  received. Share news about what is coming up on our blog for the week ahead. See rules here: Sunday Post Meme

LOOKING FORWARD TO SEPTEMBER

This week I read the novel "Sourdough by Robin Sloan and loved it.  I mean it reminded me of books like: Eat, Love and Pray by Liz Gilbert and Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine, by Gail Honeyman, and A Year of Pleasures by Elizabeth Berg, just to name a few.  

There is something about eating and self discovery that is so addictive.

Of course there's always things to be grateful for.  I'm grateful this week that the weather is still nice in the Twin Cities, that I was able to buy a functioning car, that I have people to share my writing with and family all around.

Yesterday, I received a great treat while visiting the Dakota library. Twin Cities-based quintet was there and brought their woodwind instruments.  It was literally music to my ears as I sat down to read some books.

Readers, if you want to comment-do so at the bottom of this post.

CURRENTLY

Reading: Super Sad True Love Story by Gary Shteyngart, Neverworld Wake by Marisha Pessl, Dangerous Girls by Abigail Haas, The House at the Edge of the Night by Catherine Banner

Listening: 

The Best Day Ever by Kaira Rouda, Here Comes the Sun by Nicole Dennis-Benn

Watching:  American Ninja Warriors

ON THE BLOG

Up Coming:

Saturday:Weekend Warriors 

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Sunday:Sunday Post

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#8Sunday, Weekend Writing Warriors

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write!  Sign up on the website:Wewriwa.com and share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday.

No one likes it when their family life changes.  This is particularly hard for the Radtke's.  A troublesome girl named Tracey enters their lives and the children are an endless journey to make sure this girl doesn't get into any further trouble or cause their parents to lose their fostering license.  These are snippets from my second novella in the series, "Oh Tracey."

Last Week

She wiped at her face and picked up another energy drink from the floor before sitting on the couch across from me with a huff.

“You okay?” I asked.

“Fine,” she said.

I turned to look at the program on TV. A rerun of ‘Full House.’ Michelle Tanner was running in the room and saying, ‘You got to come here. You got to come here,’ and of course everyone came running: the dad, who was a widower, the uncles who strangely lived with the Tanners, and the sister.

I went upstairs to my room and saw Tracey’s diary on her bed. The cover was filled with about a hundred flowers connected to each other with vines and leaves. It had a wax seal finish that made it look shiny and on the side a six inch magnetic strip that helped clasp it close.

This week

I knew it was Tracey’s diary because on the back she scrawled in black marker her name.

Should I read it? Should I? I went back and forth wrestling with my conscience.  If I read it, I may be compelled to tell someone about it because it might be hard for me not to.  Then again, if I did read it, Tracey might find out and tell Mom and Dad.  I settled with the decision that yes I should read it, she could be in trouble. On the first page it read:

Readers beware.

Readers, please comment below. 

The Sunday post, #amreading, #amjoy

The Sunday Post is a weekly meme hosted  @ Caffeinated Book Reviewer. It’s a chance to share news~ A post to recap the past week on your blog and showcase books and things  received. Share news about what is coming up on our blog for the week ahead. See rules here: Sunday Post Meme

LOOKING FORWARD TO september

Lots happened this week.  I joined a new writer's critique group in the Twin Cities.  It's been fantastic so far.  If there's any advice that I could give to a young writer, it's to be vulnerable and share your work.  When I think of some of the biggest artist out there:The Rock:Dwayne Johnson and great comedians like Gabriela Marquez and Kevin Hart-they got to where they are because they shared their work.  

Readers, if you want to comment-do so at the bottom of this post.

CURRENTLY

Reading:  The Knockoff by Lucy Sykes, The House at the Edge of Night by Catherine Banner, Problems by Jade Sharma, Girl Made of Stars by Ashley Herring Blake, The Female Persuasion by Meg Wolitzer, The Hurricane Season by Lauren K Denton, Dangerous Girls By Abigail Haas

Listening: 

Here Comes the Sun by Nicole Dennis-Benn, The lost Heir, American Gods by Neil Gaiman,

Watching:  American Ninja Warriors

ON THE BLOG

Up Coming:

Tuesday:Interview with author Eliza Gordon (Here's a blurb about her newest novel: Dani has two go-tos for consolation: maple scones and a blog in which she pours her heart out to her celebrity idol. (Dwayne Johnson) He’s the man her father never was, no boyfriend will ever be—and not so impossible a dream as one might think.

Saturday:Weekend Warriors 

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Sunday:Sunday Post

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#8Sunday, Weekend Writing Warriors #8sunday_writers

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write!  Sign up on the website:Wewriwa.com and share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday.

No one likes it when their family life changes.  This is particularly hard for the Radtke's.  A troublesome girl named Tracey enters their lives and the children are an endless journey to make sure this girl doesn't get into any further trouble or cause their parents to lose their fostering license.  These are snippets from my second novella in the series, "Oh Tracey."

Last week

You’d think by the fourth hello that she’d get the fact that the caller hung up.

I gathered that Tracey came from a complicated family after reading a file that my mother, Roseann, mistakenly left on the counter. Her grandmother raised her after her mother was sought as an unfit parent. Her mother was still in and out of her life. Surely, Tracey’s grandmother must have came from a generation that didn’t use phones as a weapon to verbally abuse people. I take that back, her grandmother probably didn’t even have a phone when she was Tracey’s age.

Tracey got up and climbed up the stairs to the attic.  She came back down and walked over to where her charger was plugged into the wall, unplugged it, she tossed it into her huge burlap sack with a few other cords, hanging over the side like hanging vines from a potted plant. I nodded at her from my place at the couch.

This Week

She wiped at her face and picked up another energy drink from the floor before sitting on the couch across from me with a huff.

“You okay?” I asked.

“Fine,” she said.

I turned to look at the program on TV. A rerun of ‘Full House.’ Michelle Tanner was running in the room and saying, ‘You got to come here. You got to come here,’ and of course everyone came running: the dad, who was a widower, the uncles who strangely lived with the Tanners, and the sister.

I went upstairs to my room and saw Tracey’s diary on her bed. The cover was filled with about a hundred flowers connected to each other with vines and leaves. It had a wax seal finish that made it look shiny and on the side a six inch magnetic strip that helped clasp it close.

Readers, please comment below.