Dick Van Dyke Christmas Song

This is just too much fun! Love it!

Linda Maye Adams

Dick Van Dyke has wonderful charm in this fun video.  I remember watching him in reruns of the Dick Van Dyke Show.  It’s hard to believe he is 92.

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Sad, hidden, but treasures.

A great blog post from a woman who is good at bringing her readers both food for thought and desserts full of laughter.

White Padded Room

Have you ever watched a popular television commercial or blockbuster movie with a familiar classical music piece in the background? Tried for hours, or sometimes days, to find the music that was linked to your favorite scene?

Well, I haven’t really watched TV or been to a movie theater in quite some time, but I’ve certainly been frustrated by this scenario.

Background tracks were harder to find in the “olden days” before powerful internet search engines came along. For example, you’d have to sit through the whole movie and wait for the credits to roll (imagine that)! Then, you’d see the “Soundtrack” section of the credits roll and pay close attention. Which wouldn’t be hard to do, because the theater would likely be empty.

What inspired me to write about familiar yet hard-to-identify music?

Frank Zappa.

Yes, you read that correctly. I spend entirely too much time on YouTube, and…

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The Antique House Murders – Interview with Author Leslie Nagel

I’ve bought the first book in the series – I like to start at the beginning. 😉

The Book's the Thing

The Antique House Murders CoverMulbridge House stood, silent and decaying, deep in the woods at the heart of Oakwood, Ohio, long before the passing of Augusta Mulbridge. Yet suddenly everyone in town seems to have a stake in its fate: the greedy heirs, eager to tear it down for a tidy profit; the local preservationists, determined to maintain it as an historic site; the angry neighbors, staunchly opposed to the construction of a modern subdivision. Even Charley Carpenter is forced to admit that her beloved shop, Old Hat Vintage Fashions, could use an infusion of the estate’s treasures.

The clock is ticking. The wrecking ball is ready to swing. All that stands between Mulbridge House and oblivion is one final vote. That, and murder . . .

The trouble begins when Charley walks into auctioneer Calvin Prescott’s office to find her cherished family friend crumpled on the floor. Detective Marcus Trenault quickly connects his…

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Interview with Mike Ehret, Author and Jokester Extraordinaire

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

Linda W. Yezak

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! 😃

Ari Meghlen - Writer | Blogger | Bad card player

Are you writing a novel?questionsface

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.

Ari Meghlen - Writer | Blogger | Bad card player

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 🙂

jayeReally Easy to be Overwhelmed

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.


“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.


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.


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.


Hugs from Pearl

Commit to Creativity

I needed this post. Do you?

Ari Meghlen - Writer | Blogger | Bad card player

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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