Look Ma, My Name Is In Lights!

Reblogged from airoftorris:

Well Not Exactly Lightbulb Lights...

Folks, I will be taking part in the Sci-Fi/Fantasy Kindle Book Event on July 13th thru 14th hosted by the one and only Tim Flanagan!

My book "The Conductor: EXODUS" will be available for the bargain price of 99cents or 75p, for my folks 'cross the pond.

Youse guys visit and we ALL sell a few more books, which is always a beautiful thing!

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I'm reading The Conductor: Exodus right now and I think you should too. So be sure to check out the Sci-Fi / Fantasy Kindle Book Event, July 13 - 14th and pick up your copy of The Conductor: Exodus by S.R. Torris.

It’s about making room for my Muse to do His thing…

Part of healing involves getting passed your past. I didn’t do a Father’s Day post because my dad was a ghost of sorts.  My ex-husband, while a large part of my daughter’s life

The Satin Sheet Diva Writes Again

now wasn’t exactly present while we were married.  I didn’t have strong, father figures in my childhood, so no tributes on my blog.  I know some WONDERFUL fathers today though and I’ve paid my tribute to them in other forums.

No, today’s blog post could be considered Post Two in my Desire Map process and what it’s doing to help foster my writing. I hope you enjoy it.  And seriously, to the dads who browse through my blog – seriously, I send you a sincere Thank You for being an active participant in your child(ren)’s life.

Now, click the link above or use the one in the picture – whichever floats your boat.  And as always, thanks for reading .

I’m not just twiddling my thumbs,

but I’m not really writing either.  This is the summer of transformation I do believe.  I finished Breaking Point and my Muse seems to have gone on vacation.  I don’t blame Him, we worked hard to get through Breaking Point and it would appear we both needed a break.

Instead of just idling though, I’ve done a few networking events, a presentation here and there.  I’m working on a book project for a client as well.  I’m also going through a personal growth spurt – spiritually, emotionally, and sadly, physically (time to hit the gym, lol).  Click here to see what started it all…

 

The Boob Report IV - Coming Out of the Haze

Reblogged from Susie Lindau's Wild Ride:

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Well that was a huge load off my chest. Sorry. I’ve been dying to tell that joke. I have to make up for lost time. Life has been a little on the wild side since my bilateral mastectomy.

I will be posting a huge thank you to everyone, but I want the fog to lift a little more.  You are all the very best!  

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READ AND LEARN! Survivors survive so that the rest of us can learn from their experiences!

Excuse me, may I have your attention please?

I was settled into my bed, on time for a change, ready to drift into sweet slumber when one of my personalities got into a tizzy.  She had something to get off her chest that she wanted you to read.  I’d say its got a PG-16 rating on it.  Very suggestive, but not necessarily strictly for mature audiences.  Anyway, she’d have given me no end of grief if I didn’t post it and ask you to read it.  Please, understand, it’s not meant to be poetry.  <—-Link

And yes, that’s her in the picture.

Now maybe I can get some sleep.

For the love of Johnny.

Reblogged from K. S. Bowers:

Circa 1863, a young bloke named Johnny came marching home, and everyone felt gay. Such was the gaiety that it was decided at that very moment that Johnny would be the first person ever trolled by humanity. Somewhere in the spirit realm this poor young man has been tortured by his very own personalized soundtrack for over a century. I'm certain a volatile rage has been brewing in Johnny's writhing soul, and I fear this rage will soon explode.

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This right here - man do I know some creative writers! Here's something fun to liven up your play list.

NO MORE PILLS PLEASE (Daily Prompt)

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I get the idea. Arguably we are evolving, an evolution taking place on a technological landscape, where time has become precious, time has become currency and it would be foolish of us not manipulate the system. Why do in an hour, what you can do in a minute? But have we become so technologically dependent, has time become so inflated that we do not have time for a sit down, that we do not have time for a laugh, that we do not have time for family?

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Read this! Seriously.