I usually do not blog at night or do anything at night that cannot be totally undone in the morning. I am not a night person. I would like to go to bed around 8pm but that seems excessive once you are over eight. I have to write this now though and get it off my chest.
In a fit of great excitement, I wrote Master’s Daughter today and told her that I had finally received my first link from a published author, who had written me several times and liked my writing. Since this Blog should be about writing, it was a major coupe. Not only was it exciting, but it was someone whose book we had both read. I probably should not admit this, if I ever want a published writer to link back to me, but my daughter bought the book and lent it to me to read. Sorry!
It’s a great book, by Blogger Crazy Aunt Purl, Drunk, Divorced and Covered in Cat Hair. I read it before I ever found her blog and this morning, somehow, I thought she had linked to my blog and so, somehow I found my way to hers. This, in itself, is a difficult thing when you are so Blog illiterate as I am and when I told my daughter she had left comments on a couple of my Blogs, and my daughter was excited for me and went to find Crazy Aunt Purl’s comments and couldn’t; well, neither could I.
Since my daughter does not have a bucket of iced drink with Jose Cuervo here, I cannot blame it on the one too many dipper theory. However, I have started taking Melatonin to help me sleep, and I have been having some mighty strange dreams. Things involving sticky human blood all over my hands and carrying around a skull and looking for the body to go with it. Somehow, this is not my idea of a “restful nights sleep.”
So, I have decided to blame it on the Melatonin. But, would greatly appreciate it if one published author would find it in their heart to link back to my blog before Master’s Daughter has me committed.
I’m in disguise! Yes, I’ve succumbed to the blog pushers as if I didn’t have enough to do. (Don’t get your nickers in a bunch yet. It looks like a big white page at the moment.) Hopefully I will appear 50 pounds thinner as braindebris than I did as Master’s Daughter. Do you realize how darn many blog names there are out there? The choices were very limited but I digress. I’m glad you can back out of a name at the last minute because some were just not pretty. Still digressing.
Anyway mother…….. to minimize your distress, I would like to point out that after due consideration, I have decided it is not in my best interest to have you committed. Such a committment would leave four men and a yappy dog alone in your house. As someone will HAVE to take your stuff when you croak, I prefer there be more than pizza boxes and halls wrappers.