Peeves, Not Pets

Hey-ho, it’s Rey again.  Linda was going to take over today’s post, but she had a few too many Mai-Tais last night—a party I wasn’t invited to (which I won’t forget).

Today, I thought I’d post about peeves, not pets—you know, what our current gripes are.  So ya got one from my cousin JJ, one from by best friend Linda (recovering from too much fun, he-he, and serves her right), and one from yours truly.

Linda’s Peeve

WPpeeveD1Ill-mannered people, first and foremost.  Yes, these days, we’re all in a rush, trying to get things done and we’re so focused on that, we forget to be nice.  Remember that word?  It translates into being polite, kind, pleasant.  Last week, some hulk of a guy nearly crushed me against a glass door in his haste to leave a store.  He had a bag in one hand, a cell in the other, and pipikaula clasped between his tense lips.  No apology, just a what-are-you-doing-in-my-way glare.  Granted, he may have been having a bad day—heaven knows we all do—but do we need to extend that to others?  It might not be that bad, even quell said bad mood, if we presented a smile, a greeting, or a simple apology.

JJ’s Peeve

WPpeeveE1Animal abusers.  To hear of an animal being beaten or killed—poached or hunted—breaks my heart.  That a fellow human being could inflict injury or death on a helpless creature / a beloved pet, simply boggles my mind.  If caring for a pet—that wonderful companion that demonstrates unconditional love—is no longer an option, surely another home, even a shelter, is a viable option.  There’s no (!) excuse for mistreatment.

My Peeve

WPpeeveA1Sick people who wanna share the love.  Not long ago, I was sitting in a coffee shop and this woman came in, hacking up a storm.  Sat across from me and continued with the nasty coughing.  Never covered her mouth.  Never even apologized.  Needless to say, I got sick—for over a week!  Nothing I like more than shoving tissues up my nose, whooping up a storm, and feeling like shi—uh, sickly.  People, if you’re ill, show some respect.  Cover up and steer clear!

Ahhhhhh.  Nothing better than purging peeves.  Have a great rest of the week, everyone!  The Boss’ll be back soon.

Pets, not Peeves

Those are for another post.  Hey, it’s Rey!  The Boss, as an FYI, is having some mom-care things to tend to, so ya got me again.

We were walking Button and Piggaletto in Kapiʻolani Park the other day—I had Bonzo in a cool new stroller—and thought a post about pets might be fun.  WPbonzo

So, where to start, my friends?  We-ell, Bonzo is my Checkered Giant rabbit.  I rescued the cutie when his young owner had been murdered during the Can You Hula Like Hilo Hattie? caper.  I never had pets prior.  Man, did I miss out.

WPbuttonButton is JJ’s rescue mutt, a mix—let’s see if I can remember—right, of Havanese, Schnoodle and Chacy Ranoir.  They’re breeds considered hypoallergenic, coz my cousin’s got allergies.

WPPiggalettoChangeDOTorgPiggaletto’s my best friend’s pot-bellied pig.  I was kinda surprised when she brought the porker home one afternoon, and it took a wee bit of getting used to him, but he’s a sweetie and I’ve grown to really love the little guy.

Besides pets being fun and cute and just too lovable, I did some Googling and found out there are actual merits to owning one.  Let me share . . .

There’s decreased:   ♥  blood pressure  ♥  cholesterol levels  ♥  triglyceride levels (a type of fat found in your body, as an FYI)  ♥  feelings of loneliness and/or stress.

And there’s increased:  ♥  occasions for exercise and physical activities  ♥  opportunities to meet people, make new friends (I know we’ve made a few since spending time in parks with the pets)  ♥  sense of safety.

Additionally, having pets is great for kids—gives them a sense of responsibility and bonding.  And, apparently, they can actually stop kids from developing allergies (JJ’s mom should have got her a cat from day one).  And here’s one fact I find amazing: pets can help detect cancer.  Like, who knew!?

There are so many animals in shelters, waiting to have a home, be loved and pampered (kinda like what we humans want).  Please give [lots of] thought to adopting one.  You’ll [both] feel better!

I’ve been Imprinted!

Or rather, my books have now gone through imprintation (which doesn’t appear to be a valid word, actually, but hey, what’s wrong with adding new ones to the lot?)

The Triple Threat Investigation Agency series—The Connecticut Corpse Caper, Can You Hula Like Hilo Hattie, Coco’s Nuts, and Forever Poi—are now formally part of the Next Chapter catalog!  How exciting is that?  The P.I. gals (JJ, Rey, and Linda) and I officially belong to a recognized publishing house.  We’d woo-hoo, big time, but no one really does that anymore . . . do they?  Oh, what the heck—WOO-HOO!

If you have a second or two, dear friends and followers, we humbly ask (beg, plead, promise to be your BFF) that you visit one or all of the links to check us out.

http://mybook.to/corpsecaper

http://mybook.to/hilohattie

http://mybook.to/cocosnuts

http://mybook.to/foreverpoi

Thank you kindly, or as the Hawaii-based trio would say, mahalo.

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Say it Ain’t So!!!

As a Nancy Drew fan, I purposely avoided reading the news about her demise.  But, curiosity being what it is, I finally gave in.  WPNancydeadDynamiteEntertainment2A

Whew!  She doesn’t actually die . . . well, maybe, maybe not.  Per the New York Times:

“A new comic book series imagines that Nancy has been killed, infuriating some fans of the unstoppable teen detective who made her debut 90 years ago.”  (The optimum word here, people, is “imagines”.)

Yes, 90!  Can you believe our pretty, spunky young sleuth has been around for nearly a century (and sold nearly 80 million books)?  As an FYI, the brainchild of Edward Stratemeyer, Nancy’s mystery-solving adventures were penned under the pseudonym Carolyn Keene for decades.

More from NYT:

“The forthcoming comic book series “Nancy Drew & the Hardy Boys: The Death of Nancy Drew!” was intended to commemorate the publication in April 1930 of the first Nancy Drew book by putting a noirish spin on the classic tale of the roadster-driving, truth-seeking sleuth from River Heights.

But the possibility that Nancy — whose pluck and valor have helped her triumph over villains since the Great Depression — was murdered infuriated some of her passionate fans . . .”

Per CNN Entertainment, “Some fans criticized the decision to apparently “fridge” Nancy Drew in her own series. “Fridging” is a comic book trope in which a female character is killed to build a male character’s development and motivation.”

And per CTV News: “Nancy Drew is dead! Or so it seems,” teases publisher Dynamite in a press release. “Through twists and turns, this dark noir-infused story unfurls as the biggest Nancy Drew mystery of all time.”  (“Seems” and “teases” certainly suggest her return.)

Some claim it’s a marketing ploy.  Hopefully.  I’d hate to think my favorite detective is no more.  She’s been part of my life—as she has for countless others—for many, many years.  She’s rather like family and losing a beloved family member is beyond tragic.

So I’m going to firmly hold the faith that Nancy will be back to sleuth for 90 more!  (Please say it is so, folks!)

Giving Gratitude

A simple post today.  As some of you may be aware, yours truly has been rather stressed (depressed) for the long last while.  Trying to go with the flow.  I know, nix the “trying”—just go with it, right?  (Maybe if the flow tried to go with me a wee bit, that would help, but that’s another rant, uh, post.  LOL)

While I haven’t had all the time I’d like to devote to blogging, writing, and social media—especially of late—I’m still quite aware, in my present rush-through reading/writing/life travels, of all the wonderful blogs, sites, books, and people out there.  So many individuals share incredible, uplifting, and enlightening things—be it telling tales, personal episodes and events, messages of faith and belief, or stories of perseverance and strength.

A few fun and fascinating folks have entered my life since I began blogging and some are still there, even though I’ve been remiss in staying in regular touch.  But I hope they know that my thoughts and good wishes are always with them.

Giving gratitude is a very good thing, and something we should do frequently.  Let’s be thankful for a lovely sunrise, a wonderful warming cup of joe, a pretty poem, a side-splitting story . . . a shy smile.

I’d like to extend a simple, wholehearted thank you to everyone who has entered my life, even fleetingly.  You’ve touched me in some way and I’m grateful I’ve received the opportunity for our paths to cross.

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Do You Hear What I See?

Happy Wednesday everyone.  It’s Linda.  The Boss is still stressed (a bit depressed, too), so I said I’d be happy to post today.  The $1,000 question though: about what?  In view of the fact I review wines and food, I thought maybe I’d feature a few outstanding Hawaiian wines and culinary delights . . . or perhaps enlighten readers about the local music and literary scene.  So many topics, so little time and space.  He-he.

As I sit here listening to Jake Shimabukuro (a cutie who plays an awesome ukulele) I’m thinking how much books are like music.  Comprised of words, units of language, stories communicate accounts, events, yarns, legends: tales simple and complex.  Much like songs.

Words are lyrics.  Words are music.  Like melodies, they flow . . . and have rhythm.  They entertain.  Soothe.  Thrum and strum.  An arrangement of vocal/instrumental sounds.  Writing a narrative is like writing an aria or anthem.  A fluid artistic endeavor.

Athenian philosopher Plato stated, “Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything.”  No argument there.  And the word “stories” could easily be exchanged for “music”.

According to Modest Mouse, an American rock band formed in the 90s, “Music is to the soul what words are to the mind.”  Right on.

And there’s a great quote from Alphonse Marie Louise de Prat de Lamartine, Knight of Pratz (that’s a mouthful): “Music is the literature of the heart; it commences where speech ends.”  Born in the 18th century, De Lamartine, for those not in the know, was a French writer, poet.  He was quite influential in the continuation of the Tricolore as the flag of France, as well as the Second Republic (a transient republican government under Napoléon Bonaparte).  I digress.

I told Rey what I’d written just before getting ready to post.  She responded with two typical Reynalda Fonne-Werde comebacks: a buffalo snort and a loud raspberry.  Then she fell on the sofa and laughed.  Guffawed, actually.  This encouraged me to do exactly what I’d set out to—with a trumpet blast.  In her ear.  He-he.

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What’s Wrong with One More Saturday Shameless Self-Promotion?

Gotta love those.

Hey, it’s Rey.  The Boss is de-stressing . . . again (poor thing).  So I volunteered to post today.  Topic?  An easy one—I didn’t have to give it any thought—coz the Next Chapter folks sent a cool email the other day. WPpromoA

The publishing company is expanding their book marketing and joining up with Prolific Works, previously known as InstaFreebie.  How whizbang is that?  Very!  Because this allows readers to claim a FREE preview—not the whole thing, folks—of Next Chapter books.  (JJ, Linda and I’d love for you to take a look at our adventures!)

Good news for you.  They’ve provided links to The Boss’ book page, so you can take a gander (an expression Cousin Jilly and The Boss like to use).  A favor from yours truly:  please check out the Prolific Works giveaways by clicking on these links:

 The Connecticut Corpse Caper  https://claims.prolificworks.com/free/5qAjEzfK

 Can You Hula Like Hilo Hattie?  https://claims.prolificworks.com/free/K4tsH2TL

 Coco’s Nuts  https://claims.prolificworks.com/free/7HnIyUtj

 Forever Poi  https://claims.prolificworks.com/free/L9QLKnyk

Next Chapter’s super excited about this.  So are we!

Return to Drew-Land

Last year I returned to Nancy Drew mysteries—Nostalgia-Land—rereading books I loved as a kid.

Before the holidays (pressie to self), I ordered a box set—1 through 10—and had a chance to read a few.  Given the ol’ stress level, the revisit to Nostalgia-Land/Drew-Land was a welcome break . . . and much needed escape.

Here are reviews for the first three in the long-established series.

The Secret of the Old Clock

This story was first written in 1930 and then rewritten in 1959.  Nancy aged two years, going from 16 to 18, and received a personality readjustment. WPNancyABB

Our young sleuth is asked to help the Crowley family, courtesy of her fondness for a young girl being raised by the not-in-their-prime Turner sisters, Mary and Edna.  The snobby and snotty Tophams, who took in Josiah Crowley during his later years, are certain they’ll inherit everything . . . but, as Fate would have it, there’s a new will.  It leaves money to some very much deserving people.  Enter Nancy.  Will she be able to locate the legal declaration?  Where will she look?  In an old clock that Edna said Josiah had once mentioned?  Which one!?

Best friends Bess and George aren’t on the scene yet, but Helen Corning is.  She seems a bit flat, but maybe it’s because I like the cousins; they have personality.  It receives a 2.5. out of 5 because Nancy is on her own a lot and there’s way too much “thinking”.

The Hidden Staircase

WPNancyABCGood friend Helen Corning, now engaged, asks Nancy to help solve the mystery of Twin Elms, her grandmother’s supposedly haunted house.  Before she and Aunt Rosemary arrive at Nancy’s home, a man arrives and advises the pretty detective that her father is in danger because of the railroad case he’s working on.

Despite a dangerous incident, Mr. Drew tells his daughter to go to Twin Elms.  Once there, Miss Flora tells Nancy about a ghost, how things are disappearing and strange things are occurring.  Music plays suddenly, a chandelier swings on its own accord, and a mask appears at a window.  Yup.  Bizarre goings-on indeed.  Intrigued, Nancy investigates the house inside and out . . . and eventually discovers a hidden staircase.  I won’t share where; you’ll have to read the book.

There’s also the subplot where Mr. Drew disappears and it’s feared the famous lawyer has been drugged and kidnapped.  This new and urgent mystery demands Nancy’s attention.  This one gets 3.5 out of 5 (I like “haunted” places).

The Bungalow Mystery

WPNancyAmazonDOTcom2The third story in the fun series starts with Nancy and good friend Helen on a boat during a storm.  A very ugly storm.   They capsize, but are rescued by Laura Pendleton, a fellow boater.  The trio row to a cove and head to a bungalow that Laura had noticed earlier.  They find food in a pantry; how lucky is that?  As the threesome dry off and warm up, they get to know one another.  Young Laura tells them she will be meeting her guardians—Mr. and Mrs. Aborn—at a local hotel, and then live with them in their home on Melrose Lake.

The Aborns are not the nicest folks and soon Laura calls Nancy to ask for help.  She escapes the room she’s been locked in and finds herself at the Drew house.  Fortunately, she took her mother’s valuable jewels with her . . . but that won’t stop the Aborns from trying to get them.  Whatever the cost.

Our resolute sleuth gets caught up in chases and explosions, and discovers the truth about the Aborns.  Missing money and securities are located, and crooks nabbed.  I’d give this a 2 out of 5 (it had some snoozer moments).

Definitely nothing wrong with visiting Nostalgia-Land or Drew-Land.  Enjoy(ed) them both and looking forward to doing so again!

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To 2020!

A few thoughts flowed through the ol’ noggin re writing the final post of the year.  The one that persisted was about purging . . . cleansing feelings and sharing truth/life. 

Then I thought, given what I’ve been going through for [too] many years, that would be quite depressing.  Who wants to start a New Year on a negative note?  Not I!  Not this time!

So, here is a simple heartfelt post—and here’s to a truly wonderful, inspiring New Year. 

  May our dreams and aims become reality.    ♥  May the bad/adverse/harmful and hateful be things of the past.    ♥  May we grow as individuals and embrace the good in one another.    ♥  May we forgive.    ♥  May we stand tall and not allow others to topple us.    ♥  May we find the ability to be assertive without being aggressive and do what’s right (and recognize that which is wrong).    ♥  May we be supportive and giving, without being overwhelming or overpowering.    ♥  May those of us who are weak find the strength to [finally] take stands.    ♥  May those of us who have lost our faith once again find it.

Happy 2020 everyone . . . may it be your year!!! 

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T’is Time for [Writing] Resolutions

Given we’re a few days away from a new year (and, with any luck, a better one), t’is time to record resolutions . . . maybe?   They’re great for keeping us focused, not so great for keeping.  Am I right?  . . . Maybe?

Let’s focus on writing resolutions—as in resolutions for writers/bloggers.  There are way too many to consider, so we’ll keep ’em sweet and simple, and fairly straightforward.

The first one has to be, to quote Nike: just do it!  Write, write, write.  Post, post, post.  It’s the blessing, and sometimes the bane, of our existence.

Ensure you write every day; set a schedule.  If you were doing this professionally—and, hopefully, one day you will—you’d have to commit to a timetable.  Arrange one that works with your daily routine.

Challenge yourself this coming year.  Write something outside your comfort zone.  You don’t have to go for a novel; aim for a short story.  If you hate sci-fi, give it a go!  You may surprise yourself.

Learn to embrace—and love—editing.  You can leave it to a professional if you like (and have the $$$), but it’s a skill that can be picked up.  Just apply yourself.  Practice makes perfect.  Am I right?  No maybe this time; it’s a fact.  <LOL>

If you haven’t published or set up a blog yet, do so.  Find a publisher.  Publish an e-book. Create a blog; they’re easy and fun, and can look as professional or arty as you want (just consider your ultimate goal when you design it).

Mingle.  Meet other writers/bloggers.  You can do it on-line or via a real group.  Make sure you’re on social media so that you can connect—not only with fellow authors, but readers, and possible customers (who may partake of your writing skills or blog offerings).

Read.  Learn from others.  Study styles and approaches.  Get (don’t steal) ideas.  See what makes for “success”.

Support your colleagues.  Wouldn’t you want (and appreciate) encouragement in your quest?  Give back . . . always.  It’s a good thing.

Share.  Writing/blogging for personal interest is great.  But if no one reads your stuff, are you getting anything out of it?  . . . Okay, maybe.  Nothing wrong with personal satisfaction.  It depends on your ultimate aim, doesn’t it?

On that note, my aim is complete for today.  But I may be back with more.  We can never have enough resolutions, can we?  WPresolution1