Holy Smokes! I have a web-page and blog. I was messing around on the web and stumbled on my name; well, the name of me and my co-author. What’s this? I wondered. Clicking on the link took me to a very interesting web page; www.wodke-hawkinson.com. Here I found all sorts of links to stories we have written, stories we are trying to publish, and general info on ourselves.
Wow! How did I forget this? And then, there on one of the pages of the site, was another link. This one took me to a blog www.wodke-hawkinson.com/blog1/. It seemed abandoned. I felt sad for the blog. Suddenly, like a bolt of lightning (which I know about first hand since my house was struck by lightning this past Saturday), it hit me that I (and my co-author) were the ones neglecting this lonely blog. What to do, what to do?
Bam! Pow! Wham! I was hit by the notion that I should try to keep the blog (and website) up-to-date. What a notion! I was very proud of myself and am here now to remedy these mistreated, no, ignored sites.
Look through the blog for the new and exciting ‘Wodke Ruminates’ on ‘Forgotten’.
“Hello, my name is Gobbledygook. Aren’t I BeaUtiFul? I know that many of you are thinking about me and my kin this week. I mean, come on, Thanksgiving? How can I possibly think a day is about Thanks when you all are gunning for me? Oh, and don’t forget how BeaUtiFul I am. Look at my lovely tail. Think tranquil thoughts, turn away, and go home. Put the gun away and go to the store. Buy a frozen hunk of meat. That’s it. I see you turning. WHAT? No! Stop! Put that gun away. Don’t! DON’T! NOOooooo…..
Want to play a name game? Simply try to remember the name of an actor or actress that played in the last movie you watched. Or the name of a neighbor. Or a place that you’ve been. Or the word that describes a certain thing.
What’s the first thing most of us do? Well, I don’t know about you, but for me, I usually remember the first letter of who or what it is I’m trying to remember. Why? I have no clue but it is true.
Just today, I was talking to a co-worker and we were trying to remember the word for someone who has to go through a trial period before entering a club. I knew immediately that the word began with ‘p’, but couldn’t think of the word itself. It was actually my co-worker who came up with the word; pledge.
This happens to me all the time and I have no explanation for it. If you know the reason, please leave a …what’s the word? It starts with a ‘c’. Oh yeah, comment.
(Image Public Domain, Wikipedia Commons)
In 1886, Josephine Cochran invented the first working dishwasher. In 1908, the first electric washing machine was introduced by the Hurley Machine Company. It was invented by Alva J. Fisher. These people make the list of my technological heroes. They have made life simpler for everyone.
But, I still have an issue with these products. I ask you; what are the jobs of these two appliances? The answer is obvious: To clean things. So, why do they, themselves, have to be cleaned?
Good question, you say. Right. But does there appear to be a good answer? Well, yes, there does. As you wash dishes and clothes, soap can cause a build-up on the inside of these appliances, thus making it imperative that they be cleaned in able to have them continue to perform to your satisfaction.
Okay. I guess. But, I still contend that it is ridiculous that something needs to be cleaned when its sole purpose in the world is to clean things. Am I wrong?
Information on inventors: http://inventors.about.com/
Information on how stuff works: http://www.howstuffworks.com/
Image from Public Domain: Wikipedia Commons: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikimedia_Commons
Okay, I admit it. I tried for an alliterated title without regard to its sensibility or appropriateness. However, as a fan of fishing, I can verify that the time spent relaxing with a fishing pole in hand is not wasted time. I love catching the fish for certain, but I also love that still quiet of the lake and that peaceful feeling of settling in for a few hours of fishing. Between baiting the hooks and casting the lines, there is a lot of time for rumination. Plenty of time to think over book ideas, plots and story lines, character development, or to just let the old imagination ramble where it wants. Just remember to put those ideas on paper at the first opportunity.
I started fishing mainly to try and catch my dinner. I have learned a lot since then. Sometimes I fish just for the thrill of catching something. Other times I fish to eat my catch, but these are the smaller fish. Recently, I fished to bring in a big one, one too big and magnificent to eat. I landed a 17 pound catfish and it was exciting. He was a handsome fish who reluctantly posed for photos before swimming away into the murky depths once again.
While waiting for a bite, I thought about my writing in general and our books in specific. Not only was it enjoyable, but I believe it was helpful. It was a nice break and left me recharged for more hours at the keyboard. For those of you who like to combine writing with fishing, here is an excellent online home for you to tell your fish stories, ask questions, get advice, or just hang out with likeminded souls:
Being new to blogging I have a lot to learn. The first lesson came last night when I attempted to add a new post to the blog my co-author had designed for us. I tried for several hours to get this done. Actually adding the post was simple; the problem came when I'd go to view it on our blog. Oh, when I previewed the change, everything was fine and dandy; there was my post, pretty as can be. So, I'd go and open the blog from our website (http://wodke-hawkinson.com ) and my post would be gone. POOF! I finally gave up, aggravated, and went to bed; it was 1:30 in the morning.
This morning, Karen found the problem. When we were attempting to first set the blog up we were having difficulties. As it turned out we had created two blogs, 1 & 2. Now we are back to one but I have stumbled on a new problem---line spacing.
I added a new page to our blog site; Flash Fiction and Poetry. Then, I copied and pasted a poem that is supposed to resemble a dress on the left side. Fine? No, not so fine! My original poem has single spacing with no space above or below the lines but when I pasted the poem it has at least double spacing. I have found no way to correct this issue and have a very long red dress for a poem. If anyone knows how to keep this from happening I would love to hear from them.
Many readers have a strong preference for one type of cover or another. I personally prefer soft cover books since I like to read in bed and they are easier to hold and lighter weight. But I do recognize the advantages of a hardcover book. For one thing, they tend to hold up to wear and tear better. They convey a sense of greater worth. And they can be useful for purposes other than reading such as holding your paper while you write or leveling a sofa that has lost one of its legs. (I would never do this to a book. I just put it out there as a possibility.)
Older hard cover books actually make useful décor accessories. They have a special character that adds a design element. Let’s face it; they look nice on a shelf or in a casual pile atop an aged trunk. Plus, hard cover books are a more permanent investment.
But paperback books are generally lighter, easier to manage, and more portable. They are also more affordable. Of course, they are beat in each of these categories by e-books, if you don't count the initial outlay for the electronic reader.
Authors and publishers are aware that paperbacks are less costly to produce. Self-published writers in particular must take this into account.
Often a book will be released in both hardcover and soft cover forms, as well as electronically.
What is your preference? Hardcover, soft cover or e-books?