Sissy Lynn

My sister's dog, Sissy Lynn (picture above with Baby Grouchie) is very ill right now. Regular readers know her from various pictures and videos. I'm having a hard time focusing on writing right now, so I'm posting an excerpt from the novel on which I'm working. Please send all good thoughts and prayers Sissy's way! I will keep you updated.

excerpt from How To Own and Operate A Haunted House (new and improved version!)

“I wouldn’t get too close to a cranky old blind man,” Hank says, giving her his cheek. He’s dressed in a ratty sleeveless black t-shirt and jeans. It’s been his standard uniform since our freshman year in college. He doesn’t wear a Scruples card in his hat anymore, but I don’t miss it. Easy enough to tell if Hank’s mood tends more toward the pitchfork or halo.

Amber has fluffy gold hair like out of a fairytale and we look almost nothing alike. I’m dark-haired with pail skin and she looks as wholesome as a Laura Ashley ad.

“Hello darling,” Johnny says, imitating Conway Twitty and hugging me.

Amber hates to wash dishes, so she sets out paper plates for the feast. I pull the bottle of champagne from my luggage and stick it in the freezer. We should start our weekend off right -- drink ourselves to health.

Michelle's Spell of the Day
"If you have men who will exclude any of God's creatures from the shelter of compassion and pity, you will have men who will deal likewise with their fellow men." St. Francis of Assisi

Cocktail Hour
Working on some new potions . . .

Benedictions and Maledictions
Happy Tuesday! For some reasons unknown to me, not all the comments have appeared on the last two posts. I'm hoping this doesn't happen again, but I didn't want anyone to think I had erased anyone's comment!