Archive for January, 2008

MMH word count

Posted in writing on 01/31/2008 by Susan Shay


It’s snowing today in Oklahoma. Right now it’s coming down pretty hard. Not the slow, float to the ground with beautiful swirls kind of snow but the blowing at an angle getting to the ground as fast as it can kind.

To be truthful, I like either kind. It probably stems from when I was a kid. My mom always enjoyed snow. She’d make hot chocolate and snow ice cream every time it snowed.  She’d go out with us and play for as long as we wanted, helping us make snowmen or pulling us on our sled.

When we got cold, she’d warm us up. And when we were ready to go out again, she’d be right there with us. Never did she complain about the messes we made.

Of course, by the time we got to #4, she wasn’t spending as much time running out to play as she did when I was an only child, but even with four or five kids to wipe up after, she didn’t fuss.

My dog, however, doesn’t like the snow. Molly is a fair weather dog. If it’s wet or snowing, she wants to stay inside. For everything. Doesn’t want her feet or her backside getting wet. And yelling Quit it! Quit it! Quit it! Quit it! as fast as we can get the words out of our mouths doesn’t get her to stop yakking or pooping where ever she wants. 😦   

Guess who get to wipe up after her? *sigh*

Any ideas on how to teach a dog to love inclement weather?

Posted in writing on 01/30/2008 by Susan Shay

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Two Contracts

Posted in writing on 01/30/2008 by Susan Shay

SOLD!

I’m hallelujah happy dancing!!! 

I got contracts on two of my manuscripts yesterday from The Wild Rose Press, and I’m so excited, I’m about to burst!

Blind Sight and Gypsy are going to have a life of their own! Woot! Woot!

If you’d like, you can read about both of them on my website www.susanshay.net

The manuscripts are finished and ready to start the editing process. The editor is Michelle Lewis, and I’m really looking forward to working with her. I know she believes in an HEA ending because she’s getting married at the end of next month.

Congratulations, Michelle!

My last book, To School a Cowboy, was edited by Rhonda Pender, the company’s owner. Not a little daunting for a first time author <G> but she was wonderful. I couldn’t have asked for an easier woman to work with.

BF Marilyn Pappano read the contract for me (after signing 60 some of them herself over the years, I thought she’d know what to watch out for)  and she said it looked good to her. (Yay!)

Today I’m signing and mailing the puppies back to the company.

Then the work begins, and that will slow down the work on MMH. *sigh* I’m still hoping to finish by the end of March. Keep your fingers crossed for me.

MMH word count ticker:


Posted in writing on 01/29/2008 by Susan Shay


My ticker!

Posted in writing on 01/28/2008 by Susan Shay


Look what I got for joining the writing challenge my writers’ group is sponsoring! Is that cool or what? I’m so excited I could just dance. YAAAY!

Now I get to go write my pages for the day. I know. I’m a lucky kid, aren’t I?  

How to download a picture on wordpress

Posted in This and that, writing on 01/28/2008 by Susan Shay

M & <Okay, this is especially for bf marilyn) 

I go down to the browse thingy (the one in gray next to the empty box, which is next to FILE)  and click on it.  If you click on the BROWSE in the blue box next o browse all and upload, you go to that weird place.

That puts the pic where you see the one of M & M girls.

To add another one, I have to publish the first, then go in to edit for another one.

To put it where I want, I click on the picture, then go to edit, cut. Then scroll down where I want it and click paste.

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Truth or Fiction?

Posted in Funnies on 01/25/2008 by Susan Shay

These are from my friend Mike. I don’t know who sent them to him, but I believe someone did. I don’t think he’s quite old enough to have lived in the 1500’s, but you never know. 😉  

The next time you are washing your hands and complain
because the water temperature isn’t just how you like it, think about how
things used to be. Here are some facts about the 1500’s: 
 
                These are interesting… 
 
                Most people got married in June because they took their
yearly bath in May, and still smelled pretty good by June. However, they
were starting to smell, so brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the
body odor. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting
married. 
 
                 Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The
man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the
other sons and men, then the women and finally the children. Last of all the
babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in
it. Hence the saying, Don’t throw the baby out with the Bath water.. 
 
                 Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no
wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the
cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof. When it rained
it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the
roof. Hence the saying It’s raining cats and dogs. 
 
                 There was nothing to stop things from falling into the
house. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other
droppings could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and
a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That’s how canopy beds
came into existence. 
 
                 The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other
than dirt. Hence the saying, Dirt poor. The wealthy had slate floors that
would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on
floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more
thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside.
A piece of wood was placed in the entrance way. Hence the saying a thresh
hold. 
 
               (Getting quite an education, aren’t you?)
 
             In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big
kettle that always hung over the fire. Every day they lit the fire and added
things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat.
They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold
overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it
that had been there for quite a while.  Hence the rhyme, Peas porridge hot,
peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old.. 
 
 
                 Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel
quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to
show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could bring home the bacon.
They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around
and chew the fat.. 
 
               Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high
acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead
poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400
years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous. 
 
                 Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the
burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top,
or the upper crust. 
 
               Lead cups were used to drink ale or whiskey. The combination
would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking
along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid
out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather
around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up. Hence the
custom of holding a wake. 
 
                 England is old and small and the local folks started
running out of  places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and
would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave. When reopening
these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the
inside and they realized they had been burying people alive. So they  would
tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, thread it through the coffin and up
through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in
the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift.) to listen for the bell; thus,
someone could be saved by the bell or was considered a dead ringer. 
 
               And that’s the truth…Now, whoever said History was boring! ! ! 
 
                 Educate someone. Share these facts with a friend.


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