Buyer Beware! Lastest scam on Amazon

After years of loyal service, my trusty laptop has earned a well deserved retirement, so a few days ago I headed over to my favorite online superstore, Amazon… Since my Toshiba had served me so well, I figured that was a good place to start and I found some listings that made my miserly heart…

#DMTwitRage

So Peeps, as you can see from the above tweet pinned at the top of my Twitter profile, I may have a slight problem with #DMTwitRage… We’ve all been there… You’re in the zone,  typing brilliant world changing prose when the phone next to your keyboard dings. A quick glance down shows that little frickin…

Menopause’s Dirty Little Secrets…

So today dear Peepos and Peepettes, I thought I delve into some of the things people fail to mention about menopause… or at least the things I was unaware of when I toed the edge right before taking the plunge. (Peepos, don’t you dare run and hide, you need to know this shit too. These…

Pop-up Pet Peeves

  So on Twitter,  I come across what I think might be an interesting article, but before I get past the third sentence a giant pop-up splashes across the screen asking if I want to sign up for their news letter. Well I don’t fucking know yet since I haven’t had a chance to see…

Let’s Sue Cloudflare!

You may recall my recent meltdown on copyright infringers and their enablers. Not only did I issue virtual spankings, I actually handed out some backhanded praise to what turns out to be one of the worst offenders! Gasp… CloudFlare! You see, I found yet another site had pasted the text from my novel directly into…

There Are No Carparks in the USA,

Peeps, I’ll be the first to admit I’m not perfect, nor is my writing. I know I need an editor; I’m just too broke to pay for one…  And, although I know people living in glass houses shouldn’t complain (unless they can do so anonymously,)  after reading a slew of American romances that came from…

Bless Your Heart… The southern backhanded comment..

Coming from the south, hearing a backhanded comment is like coming home: Inside that lilting drawl is a wolf in sheep’s clothing. A passive aggressive sneak attack disguised as praise or advice, leaving an unvoiced insult in its wake. Done well, it subtlety conveys disdain in a manner you can’t respond to directly without looking…