Interview with Mike Ehret, Author and Jokester Extraordinaire

A fun interview.
Have you ever thought of living in a tiny house?

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I’d love to take credit for the design of this interview, but it’s all from the mind of Michael Ehret, the only male contributor to our new release, Coming Home: A Tiny House Collection. The guy’s a riot—I get a kick out of him, and his novella “Big Love” is one of my favorites in the collection.

Me? Live tiny? But what about … ?

Today, I’m talking with one of my co-authors for the Coming Home: A Tiny House Collection about whether he could live in a tiny house or not. And when I say “he,” if you’re familiar with the collection at all, then you know I can only be talking with Michael Ehret, author of “Big Love,” since he’s the only man in the tiny house.

But, before we get to whether Mike could live tiny, I have another burning question:

What was it like to…

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How questions help your writing

Good advice for anyone who writes anything! 😃

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Chances are then you will constantly be generating questions for yourself.

You aren’t?

Well you should!

Now I’ve talked about The Power of Questions before but I feel I need to talk about it again!

We all know writing a novel is hard.

You have to build a landscape, create characters, give voices, design conflict, structure a plot… there’s a lot to think about.

As well as all that, you have to be consistent, you have to remember subplots, tie up loose ends, keep characters on track.

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Guest post: Really Easy to be Overwhelmed

There’s a lot of food for thought here for all of us who are authors.

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It’s Tuesday so you know that means we are joined by a guest poster and this week’s poster is the wonderful Jaye Marie who discusses being overwhelmed – a topic I can completely understand right now. Enjoy 🙂

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by Jaye Marie

I had made the decision to take a break from fiction this year, and already I know I will miss it.

The last few years have been pretty manic, almost destroying my passion for writing. I am 73 years old and half of a writing partnership, which means I am also an editor, proof-reader, promoter, publisher and marketer of our nine books.

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Guest Post: “Love, twue love”

I hope you’ll go to “The Eternal Scribbler” blog, enjoy my guest post there and leave a comment so Ari and I will know you stopped by. 😊

Today we welcome back to this blog the wonderful Pearl R Meaker, author of the Emory Crawford Mysteries. Enjoy! “Love, twue love.” by Pearl R Meaker Today is the “love holiday” and, like the movie …

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Death in my Dryer

I was doing my laundry. A common, ordinary, everyday thing usually associated with life, not death. But a T-shirt and a book I read recently combined to make my thoughts meander down the cemetery path.

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“A T-shirt? What’s a T-shirt have to do with death? Is it Goth?”

No, it’s better than Goth.

It’s a shirt for a very special school. I’m sure there are only one of these T-shirts in my home town – along with three hoodies.

They read: WORSHAM – COLLEGE OF MORTURARY SCIENCE

Worsham is a privately owned and operated, fully accredited two year school that has been in Wheeling, Illinois for a little over 100 years, training morticians/funeral directors. It is one of the most respected schools of mortuary science in the US.

And how did my family come to have Worsham shirts & jackets?

Because my hubby used to teach insurance seminars.

Prepaid funeral packages are tied into life insurance policies, so the future funeral directors at Worsham need to get licenses to sell life insurance. Hubby used to go to Worsham once or twice a year to do their life insurance pre-licensing  seminar.

I proudly wear my Worsham “T” and hoodie, and people in town may see my daughter or my son-in-law wearing their Worsham hoodies.

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The book I read was about the assassination of President James Garfield: “Destiny of the Republic: A Tale of Madness, Medicine and the Murder of a President.” by Candice Millard.

I love well-written books about historical events more than biographies. With event focused books you get a broader view, I think, of the time period as well as learning a good deal about the primary people involved. In this case, you also learn about the state of medicine at a time when Joseph Lister had been promoting the practice of “antisepsis” in all medical procedures but it had not yet gained total acceptance amongst practicing physicians – especially here in the US.

Quite literally, President Garfield was as much killed by his doctors’ care as by his assassin’s bullet. None of his doctors washed their hands before dealing with the wound. The instruments that were used on him were not sterilized, or if they were they were being handled by unwashed, ungloved, hands so it didn’t really matter. Plus, the handles on the instruments were usually wood or ivory – porous materials that don’t sterilize well anyway. He quickly developed infections, which the man who assumed the position of chief physician dealt with poorly (even for that time) or did nothing at all. The wound was deep and could have killed him anyway, but many felt then, and now, that with the best care of that day – meaning the use of antiseptic procedures – the President may have lived as there were many Civil War veterans who survived serious bullet wounds, lived and still had the bullet inside them.

The author acknowledges that many of her readers were probably wondering why the president wasn’t taken to the hospital? Why was he taken back to the White House?

Back then, in 1881, hospitals were places for the indigent. They were where you went if you couldn’t afford a physician who would come and treat you in the comfort of your own home. Hospitals were, because antiseptic procedures had not been well accepted yet, filthy, smelly, vile places. No One wanted to go to a hospital back then – Even more so than today.

You were sick at home.

You were cared for at home.

You died at home.

You’re funeral was in your home.

As hospitals improved, all the events of serious illness and surgery began to happen there, more people died there instead of at home, and funerals began to change as well. Instead of the funeral being in your home it was in the mortician’s or funeral director’s home. You would be laid out in his parlor and people went to his house to mourn and pay their final respects. Hence the now familiar terms: funeral parlor and funeral home.

And so I’ve come full circle back to Worsham College of Mortuary Science, trainer of morticians and funeral directors . . .

and one of their school T-shirts in my clothes dryer.

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Hugs from Pearl

Commit to Creativity

I needed this post. Do you?

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Committ to Creativity.jpgWe all have those moments, lingering senses of stagnation or apathy. The best way to get through them is to release your creativity. Everyday!

Creative people need to be creative. We need to dip into that rich, vibrant well frequently for our own sanity.

So just do something. Anything. Be creative.

You don’t need to write an opera or sculpt a life-size model of Benedict Cumberbatch (although that latter one sounds pretty fun 😉 ) 

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Unhappily happy?

There is a lot of good, honest truth in this blog post from the White Padded Room.

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There are times when I feel really happy, but at that time I know it’s just temporary, because I’m going to go back to being fine. And there are times where I feel unhappy, and I know it’s going to go back to normal. I’m never constantly fucking happy, ’cause that would just be insane. I don’t think anyone is constantly happy and if that is the case, I don’t want to know you. ~Felix Kjellberg, a.k.a. PewDiePie

Yes, I am a fan of PewDiePie, along with 52 million people around the world who are considerably younger than me.

Really, though, I’m a little kid in size 8 adult shoes so it shouldn’t surprise you.

PewDiePie is a Swedish YouTube celebrity who owns and operates a gaming and entertaining channel. His real name is Felix Kjellberg. I’ve been following him for quite some time. He recently made a video entitled…

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Oh, the first snowfall of the winter!

 

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Looking Northeast from our patio.

 

Last Sunday, Dec. 4th, was my town’s first snowfall of this season.

I know, I know. Many of you dread that event, and with good reason. It’s cold. It’s slippery. It often needs shoveling.

Who needs snow?

Oddly enough, it does some good things.

It adds moisture to the earth – moisture that soaks in slowly instead of all just running off – and that’s good for crops in the spring.

There are some plants that need not just winter but a cold snowy type of winter to bloom, or bloom well, in the spring.

And I have a little guest spending the winter on the wall by our front door. When he first showed up he (or she) looked like this:

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Then like this:

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And now he (or she) looks like this:

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Only by going through an entire winter, that includes cold weather, will that caterpillar turn into this:

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(unidentified photo from the internet)

An adult Polyphemus Moth.

Yeah. Winter.

It can be useful. 😊

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judyt54 mentioned to me in a conversation on my post “In The Rain”that she’d like to see some of the photos I’ve taken of snowflakes. ❄️ 😊

The snow we had on the 4th wasn’t good snowflake snow. It was mostly clumps of spiky crystals:

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But there were a few recognizable flakes to be found.

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The snowflake is about in the center of the photo, top-center of the clump.

In good snowflake snows, I can get shots like this:

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Which I can “clean up” to look like this:

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I rotated and combined this shot with another of my snowflake shots and used it for a Facebook banner one year.

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I hope you enjoyed the photos, and maybe you’ll be a bit more tolerant of the winter weather (or not 😉 ) and inspired to take a closer look at the snowflakes the next time they fall.

*If you want to see snowflake photos taken by the first person to take a photomicrograph of a single snowflake back in 1885 go to the official website for Wilson A. Bentley of Jericho, Vermont – http://snowflakebentley.com/ . He took photos of over 5,000 snowflakes in his lifetime. They are fantastic!

Hugs from Pearl! 😊  ❄️