I'm thinking maybe I need to get the bad taste of the last year out of my mouth. I'm partly responsible for that bad taste, still - it's there and I don't like it. I fell into a trap that pulled me out of who I am and it burned me, costing me more than a friendship. For that I've been sorry - for that I crawled away in embarrassment and shame. Karma has been making me pay for it ever since.
Because of all this - I feel like I'm floundering and the only peace I find is with my family and friends -- getting away from the writing world. That's sad. I've been writing since I was in high school.
I want to be me again in all facets of my life. I want to write the best stories I can. I want readers to enjoy what I write. And they have for the most part. My big issue with my current two books out is that they aren't my best work. Because there are so many errors in them, I feel bad having people pay for less than stellar work. A huge part of me wants them off the market so I can turn them into my best work before I put the rest of the series out there.
Maybe because I care too much is why I don't belong in this business, the little voice says.
I really don't know where I'm going from here. Everything is a day-to-day deal. If I disappear - it's because I need to find that place where I once loved writing and where it flowed with such ease. Where I was truly happy with me.
I don't know -- maybe all this 'self-pity' is part of the whole turning 50 this year, though I tell everyone I'm 48 forever - no more birthdays. Of course they keep rubbing in the fact that I'll be 50 - old. Some people move along with no issues when birthday milestones come along. I had issues with 25, 36, 40(this was bad - it was coupled with my oldest son turning 18), 43, and now 50 just plain scares the hell out of me. And my youngest turns 16 right after. I don't know, maybe I should just hide untl it's all over with.
I just had to get this off my chest.
Bekki
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Pondering Sales
What causes a drop in sales? No, what causes a stop in sales?
If you've been consistently selling at a venue, then suddenly - nothing -- a lot of things go through your mind. Why? What happened? Who dropped the ball? System snafu or what? Customers shopping elsewhere?
Sales are still coming in at other venues. Mmmm.
And then you turn the table on yourself, because all-in-all, it comes down to you. What have I done to hinder sales? Was posting promos and excerpts not enough? Are the modes of my normal trail tapped out? That can't be it, because of sales at other venues. Mmmm.
Of course, we all have that little voice that sits on your shoulder and further dampens your spirit.
Gut feelings you didn't follow and now you're paying the price.
What a quandry!
In line with my previous post - it's time to branch out - tap into other markets. Whatever this means -- I'm not quite sure yet.
Guess, I'll flounder until I work it out.
Bekki
If you've been consistently selling at a venue, then suddenly - nothing -- a lot of things go through your mind. Why? What happened? Who dropped the ball? System snafu or what? Customers shopping elsewhere?
Sales are still coming in at other venues. Mmmm.
And then you turn the table on yourself, because all-in-all, it comes down to you. What have I done to hinder sales? Was posting promos and excerpts not enough? Are the modes of my normal trail tapped out? That can't be it, because of sales at other venues. Mmmm.
Of course, we all have that little voice that sits on your shoulder and further dampens your spirit.
Gut feelings you didn't follow and now you're paying the price.
What a quandry!
In line with my previous post - it's time to branch out - tap into other markets. Whatever this means -- I'm not quite sure yet.
Guess, I'll flounder until I work it out.
Bekki
Friday, May 29, 2009
What Makes A Sale?
Good question.
Have you found a niche? Or promotional option that works for you?
We've all heard what you're supposed to do and do it - online. But what about locally, offline. What about an original idea? I have a few ideas rolling around in my head - the how and the exactness of how to is what I'm struggling with. You see, I use a pen name and a pen name is a name to protect your true identity from the public. Right? Some, locally, know who I am in both worlds. Most don't and I really like that. I'm just a plain ole old lady - no one special, but I have wierd experiences.
Such as men coming up to me and telling me I have a beautiful face. I love your smile - this is the most common compliment I receive. Some have said, my smile makes them wonder what I'm thinking about. I was out to breakfast one morning with my husband and a co-worker of his after dropping Buster off at the vet, and the small diner was busy - normal for the time of morning. I became increasingly uncomfortable sitting there. An older lady kept looking around her husband at me. Finally, she approached me and told me I had the most beautiful, natural look that she's ever seen and it was nice to see in this day and age. She went on and on and on, embarrassing me to death. She returned to her seat and continued to stare at me. Finally, I got up and left the restaurant. I once had a lady approach me and tell me how beautiful my skin was, and go on to tell me I must use a specific line of skin care products - I burst her bubble by telling her no. Can you imagine what would happen if people knew I was Bekki Lynn the erotic romance author? I would lose the repoire I have with people, strangers I meet. The Walmart greeters who know me by name, because I take the time to talk to them - the cashiers I do more than say hi and talk about the weather. All of my actions would become suspect.
Other people simply know me via my work in food service and have a persona of who I am - quiet, sweet, and wouldn't hurt a fly -- that's the real me. I'm introverted and you wouldn't have to shake a martini shaker by hand, just set it on my head if I ever had to speak in front of a crowd.
Some people are turned off when they learn I write sex in my stories. The fact I write romance doesn't matter - they can't get past the 'sex' and the persona that sex means pornography. Some are intrigued by it and therefore what to talk about it. I'm not comfortable talking about it. It's not something I can put into words, it's just something that I do. Of course, with the right influence...anything can happen.
So, this poses issues for me. How do I promote locally? What are my options? For the fact that I do write erotic romance, I hesitate to toss flyers on windshields -- not all vehicles belong to people over 18. Can this be a legal issue?
Larger promo opts require funds most of us don't have. Doing 30sec commercial spots for cable tv. Newspaper ad for erotic authors -- poses a morality issue for the paper and the public. Face it, people do have a problem understanding the difference between it and pornography, especially if they've picked up erotic books where 98% of it is sex. They make it hard for me to defend the differences.
I do leave my business card with the tip when I leave an establishment, I leave them in public toilets.
I'm thinking of finding out who all the published authors in my immediate local area are and seeing about doing something together. Putting together a flyer, a brochure to hand out alerting people in our own backyard who their local authors are in all genres. I'm also putting together a website - Authors of Illinois - with a similar brochure in mind. Maybe we could do a book fair or meet and greet. Sounds good.
What do you do that is different? What works for you? I'd love for you to share. If you want to blog about it - let me know. I'd be happy to let you guest blog.
Bekki
www.bekkilynn.com
bekkilynn2006@yahoo.com
.
Have you found a niche? Or promotional option that works for you?
We've all heard what you're supposed to do and do it - online. But what about locally, offline. What about an original idea? I have a few ideas rolling around in my head - the how and the exactness of how to is what I'm struggling with. You see, I use a pen name and a pen name is a name to protect your true identity from the public. Right? Some, locally, know who I am in both worlds. Most don't and I really like that. I'm just a plain ole old lady - no one special, but I have wierd experiences.
Such as men coming up to me and telling me I have a beautiful face. I love your smile - this is the most common compliment I receive. Some have said, my smile makes them wonder what I'm thinking about. I was out to breakfast one morning with my husband and a co-worker of his after dropping Buster off at the vet, and the small diner was busy - normal for the time of morning. I became increasingly uncomfortable sitting there. An older lady kept looking around her husband at me. Finally, she approached me and told me I had the most beautiful, natural look that she's ever seen and it was nice to see in this day and age. She went on and on and on, embarrassing me to death. She returned to her seat and continued to stare at me. Finally, I got up and left the restaurant. I once had a lady approach me and tell me how beautiful my skin was, and go on to tell me I must use a specific line of skin care products - I burst her bubble by telling her no. Can you imagine what would happen if people knew I was Bekki Lynn the erotic romance author? I would lose the repoire I have with people, strangers I meet. The Walmart greeters who know me by name, because I take the time to talk to them - the cashiers I do more than say hi and talk about the weather. All of my actions would become suspect.
Other people simply know me via my work in food service and have a persona of who I am - quiet, sweet, and wouldn't hurt a fly -- that's the real me. I'm introverted and you wouldn't have to shake a martini shaker by hand, just set it on my head if I ever had to speak in front of a crowd.
Some people are turned off when they learn I write sex in my stories. The fact I write romance doesn't matter - they can't get past the 'sex' and the persona that sex means pornography. Some are intrigued by it and therefore what to talk about it. I'm not comfortable talking about it. It's not something I can put into words, it's just something that I do. Of course, with the right influence...anything can happen.
So, this poses issues for me. How do I promote locally? What are my options? For the fact that I do write erotic romance, I hesitate to toss flyers on windshields -- not all vehicles belong to people over 18. Can this be a legal issue?
Larger promo opts require funds most of us don't have. Doing 30sec commercial spots for cable tv. Newspaper ad for erotic authors -- poses a morality issue for the paper and the public. Face it, people do have a problem understanding the difference between it and pornography, especially if they've picked up erotic books where 98% of it is sex. They make it hard for me to defend the differences.
I do leave my business card with the tip when I leave an establishment, I leave them in public toilets.
I'm thinking of finding out who all the published authors in my immediate local area are and seeing about doing something together. Putting together a flyer, a brochure to hand out alerting people in our own backyard who their local authors are in all genres. I'm also putting together a website - Authors of Illinois - with a similar brochure in mind. Maybe we could do a book fair or meet and greet. Sounds good.
What do you do that is different? What works for you? I'd love for you to share. If you want to blog about it - let me know. I'd be happy to let you guest blog.
Bekki
www.bekkilynn.com
bekkilynn2006@yahoo.com
.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Memorial Day Poems
FREDOM ISN'T FREE
I watched the flag pass by one day,
It fluttered in the breeze.
A young Service man saluted it,
And then he stood at ease.
I looked at him in uniform
So young, so tall, so proud,
With hair cut square and eyes alert
He'd stand out in any crowd.
I thought how many men like him
Had fallen through the years.
How many died on foreign soil
How many mothers' tears?
How many pilots' planes shot down?
How many died at sea
How many foxholes were soldiers' graves?
No, freedom isn't free.
I heard the sound of Taps one night,
When everything was still,
I listened to the bugler play
And felt a sudden chill.
I wondered just how many times
That Taps had meant "Amen,"
When a flag had draped a coffin.
Of a brother or a friend.
I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands
With interrupted lives.
I thought about a graveyard
At the bottom of the sea
Of unmarked graves in Arlington.
No, freedom isn't free.
LCDR Kelly Strong, USCG - Copyright 1981
WE WALKED AMONG THE CROSSES
We walked among the crosses
Where our fallen soldiers lay.
And listened to the bugle
As taps began to play.
The Chaplin led a prayer
We stood with heads bowed low.
And I thought of fallen comrades
I had known so long ago.
They came from every city
Across this fertile land.
That we might live in freedom.
They lie here 'neath the sand.
I felt a little guilty
My sacrifice was small.
I only lost a little time
But these men lost their all.
Now the services are over
For this Memorial Day.
To the names upon these crosses
I just want to say,
Thanks for what you've given
No one could ask for more.
May you rest with God in heaven
From now through evermore.
author unknown
AS WE STAND HERE
As we stand here looking
At the flags upon these graves
Know these flags represent
A few of the true American brave
They fought for their Country
As man has through all of time
Except that these soldiers lying here
Fought for your country and mine
As we all are gathered here
To pay them our respect
Let's pass this word to others
It's what they would expect
I'm sure that they would do it
If it were me or you
To show we did not die in vein
But for the red, white and blue.
Let's pass on to our children
And to those who never knew
What these soldiers died for
It's the least we can do
Let's not forget their families
Great pain they had to bear
Losing a son, father or husband
They need to know we still care
No matter which war was fought
On the day that they died
I stand here looking at these flags
Filled with American pride.
So as the bugler plays out Taps
With its sweet and eerie sound
Pray for these soldiers lying here
In this sacred, hallowed ground.
Take home with you a sense of pride
You were here Memorial Day.
Celebrating the way Americans should
On this solemnest of days.
Michelle R. Christman
__________________________
While you're celebrating the freedom our military soldiers died to protect, take a moment to give them thanks.
Bekki
Friday, May 22, 2009
LOVE, Stalker of the Heart
A collection of poems I wrote a few years back. They're all themed along the lines of loving someone who doesn't return your love.
Like my novels, I write poetry my way. I've posted a few pieces on this blog and my myspace blog over the last year. If you're read any of them, then you're familiar.
The book is available at Amazon and I hope you give it a try, maybe give a copy as gift.
You may ask why I chose to self-publish them. I've never submitted them via other avenues. I wanted to learn the process of self-publishing and use it as another vessel as it's poor stigma is slowly going by the way side.
Thanks for stopping by.
Bekki
www.bekkilynn.com
Like my novels, I write poetry my way. I've posted a few pieces on this blog and my myspace blog over the last year. If you're read any of them, then you're familiar.
The book is available at Amazon and I hope you give it a try, maybe give a copy as gift.
You may ask why I chose to self-publish them. I've never submitted them via other avenues. I wanted to learn the process of self-publishing and use it as another vessel as it's poor stigma is slowly going by the way side.
Thanks for stopping by.
Bekki
www.bekkilynn.com
Monday, May 18, 2009
4 Roses for Last Glass of Wine
I had about fifty google alerts to go through last night as I sat here watching a movie with the boys. Most never pertain to my books or me in any way, but still there is the occasional one. I found this review near the bottom of the list and as always when I see one that pertains, I stare it, read it and let it register that yes, this one does belong to me. I didn't recognize it as one I'd already seen, so I clicked on it. It took me to this review:
Title of Book: Last Glass of Wine
Author: Bekki Lynn
Publisher: Siren Publishing
ISBN: 1-60601-050-6
Length: 102 pages
Heat Level: Scorching
Rating: 4 Roses
Last Glass of Wine by Bekki Lynn is a pleasure to read. This erotic romance is twisted around Lana, a server at Rogan's Steakhouse, and her boss Cole. Though being a good team at their workplace, everything seems to get extremely complicated the moment things start to get emotional between them. And isn't that just like in real life?
The thing that is quite unique about Last Glass of Wine is its realism. During the evolving love story of the two main characters the reader also gets an in-depth look into the restaurant business. And this realism draws the reader right into the story, right into Rogan's Steakhouse to witness the emotions and the intimacy between Lana and Cole taking place while taking orders and getting out the food.
What didn't feel right with me when reading this book were some of the scenes were Lana and Cole got into a fight with each other. I was sometimes thinking that it just isn't possible that he or she has misunderstood that or that he or she is acting that stupid, sometimes to the point where it became frustrating to read on.
Altogether Last Glass of Wine is a well balanced erotic romance with refreshingly natural characters and some very hot sex scenes. And you might even learn a thing or two about the restaurant business. ( )
shoganrea Apr 12, 2009
http://www.librarything.com/work/6331157/reviews/
What is special about this review is two-fold. First, it was unsolicited -I didn't know this place existed. Two, the reviewer is a guy. I love hearing from guys who read my books. Most think they are simply interested in the sex, but like this gentleman, it goes deeper than that. They gain real insight into the whole story and the characters and are able to relay back to me what their thoughts are in an intelligent manner. I respect that.
Last Glass of Wine is available at most venues and those are available on my newly revamped website. Or you can simply purchase via the publisher.
Thanks for stopping by.
Bekki
www.bekkilynn.com
www.myspace.com/bekki_lynn
Title of Book: Last Glass of Wine
Author: Bekki Lynn
Publisher: Siren Publishing
ISBN: 1-60601-050-6
Length: 102 pages
Heat Level: Scorching
Rating: 4 Roses
Last Glass of Wine by Bekki Lynn is a pleasure to read. This erotic romance is twisted around Lana, a server at Rogan's Steakhouse, and her boss Cole. Though being a good team at their workplace, everything seems to get extremely complicated the moment things start to get emotional between them. And isn't that just like in real life?
The thing that is quite unique about Last Glass of Wine is its realism. During the evolving love story of the two main characters the reader also gets an in-depth look into the restaurant business. And this realism draws the reader right into the story, right into Rogan's Steakhouse to witness the emotions and the intimacy between Lana and Cole taking place while taking orders and getting out the food.
What didn't feel right with me when reading this book were some of the scenes were Lana and Cole got into a fight with each other. I was sometimes thinking that it just isn't possible that he or she has misunderstood that or that he or she is acting that stupid, sometimes to the point where it became frustrating to read on.
Altogether Last Glass of Wine is a well balanced erotic romance with refreshingly natural characters and some very hot sex scenes. And you might even learn a thing or two about the restaurant business. ( )
shoganrea Apr 12, 2009
http://www.librarything.com/work/6331157/reviews/
What is special about this review is two-fold. First, it was unsolicited -I didn't know this place existed. Two, the reviewer is a guy. I love hearing from guys who read my books. Most think they are simply interested in the sex, but like this gentleman, it goes deeper than that. They gain real insight into the whole story and the characters and are able to relay back to me what their thoughts are in an intelligent manner. I respect that.
Last Glass of Wine is available at most venues and those are available on my newly revamped website. Or you can simply purchase via the publisher.
Thanks for stopping by.
Bekki
www.bekkilynn.com
www.myspace.com/bekki_lynn
Friday, May 8, 2009
Lost in the World of Electronic Publishing
What a hellish year, 2009 has been so far. It can't continue, I hope. The latest unexpected death was a little less emotionally draining. I lost another system board, this one lasted almost six months. Mine are on a good 15-20 hours a day, seven days a week. I'm not without, however. I have a mini laptop to use for travel or to take wherever until the new board comes in.
Anyway, in the process of losing the board, I lost my list of favorites, the one thing I hadn't backed up in a while. So, I went through and combined all of my backed up lists of favorites dating back for years - they included research for all of my books, blogs, yahoo groups, my sports teams, web sites, personal finance venues and other fun things. While I still need to put in the latest blogs I stop by and read, I had the opportunity to revist blogs I hadn't read in over a year.
Wow!
I had a mind-blowing revelation. Ok, I know, you really have to have a mind to blow and right now, mine is almost non-existent. I guess you can say it's in rehab.
I use to visit editor/agent/publisher blogs regularly. I was more on top of what was going on. In becoming an ebook author I've been sucked into an isolated world where it became my life and upturned it - I've felt suffocated and didn't have a clue as to why, just different possible reasons. I lost my 3-D status. Before I went the ebook route, I was far more rounded and grounded.
That was a time where I was happy with my writing and myself. Revisiting these blogs made me feel like I found a part of me that was missing. The part of me who needs to be out and about in cyberspace mixing, if only lurking, with more than just the e-world. They give me a broader spectrum of the publishing world. What they like, don't like. What they are sick of. I also gain an insight to them as a person. This last point is a major point in determining if you'd be compatible in working on your projects together.
Agent In The Middle
Bookends, LLC - A Literay Agent
Dystel & Goderich Management
Janet Reid, Literary Agent
Pub Rants
Lyons Literary, LLC
Nathan Bransford, Literary Agent
Redlines and Deadlines
Rejector
This is a few from my list.
Does this mean I still want an agent and to enter the print world? Of course it does. I never really gave up on that. It was over shadowed for a while.
This doesn't mean I regret starting out with ebooks or that I won't continue putting out ebooks. What I do know is that being with only one publisher to this point, I don't think I have a grasp of the e-world. Thank God! The editing hasn't been an issue, easy-not much to do, though I had expected more. It was actually fun. The promoting is time consuming, but it's not all that bad, unless you make it so. I've met some wonderful people and gained some amazing friends around the world.
I do have expectations. Expectations, I've been told, that are too high and unrealistic.
Such as, what I expect from both ends of the spectrum - honesty, respect, professionalism and to be kept abreast of changes and issues. I expect to be allowed to question and express opinions so we may have a clear understanding of what each other is thinking so there are no misconceptions and ill feelings. I may be a client/author, but it's my business, too.
Is that too much to ask?
In many places I've read, writing is my job. My job entails more than writing, it requires a knowledge and understanding of the business just like any other job. I'm not a person to go blindly because someone wants to hold the puppet strings. It can cost me my business.
And, I do have some questions that have not been answered.
In case you've noticed I've not been around, chatty and what not. This is part of why.
Another reason I'm feeling off is that I turn 50 this year, my youngest turns 16 and I'm having a horrible time with it. The last time I felt this bad about starting a new decade was when I turned 40 and my oldest turned 18 the same year. My husband drug me out of state so I wouldn't commit murder. Hormones are such a wicked firing pin.
Oh, and I quit my job last month. I'm getting restless, though. I used to take four months off every eighteen months. I've not done that in forever. I had been at this restaurant for six years. I loved my job so that wasn't the issue. My husband and sons are loving that I'm home more.
And of course, so are the bunnies. I just learned my oldest bunbun might have what is called bella palsy. So, I'm equally glad to spend more time with her. She has to undergo further testing. Faith is five.
I'm not writing much right now. I'm polishing and working on a few other projects. I've been doing all of the cooking and housework, enjoying it - though don't tell anyone I'm actually enjoying housework (I hate housework).
Today is the day to start working in the flower beds, so I was out cutting back my roses today. They are looking so promising. Most are pure red roses, while a couple are red and yellow & pale yellow, and one is red & white and has more thorns than I've ever seen on a rose bush, quite wicked - George Burns - he likes to be called Georgie. If you want absolutely gorgeous roses, the Cancun and Rosie O'Donnell are amazing. My Chrysler Imperial and Amanda came back -- I'm so thrilled. Those two roses have been the toughest for me to grow. This is their second year of returning. Another one I've had trouble with and want to try again is, Proud Land.
I know I've gotten side tracked -- that's the way it's been lately.
I hope you enjoy reading the blogs as much as I do.
Bekki
Anyway, in the process of losing the board, I lost my list of favorites, the one thing I hadn't backed up in a while. So, I went through and combined all of my backed up lists of favorites dating back for years - they included research for all of my books, blogs, yahoo groups, my sports teams, web sites, personal finance venues and other fun things. While I still need to put in the latest blogs I stop by and read, I had the opportunity to revist blogs I hadn't read in over a year.
Wow!
I had a mind-blowing revelation. Ok, I know, you really have to have a mind to blow and right now, mine is almost non-existent. I guess you can say it's in rehab.
I use to visit editor/agent/publisher blogs regularly. I was more on top of what was going on. In becoming an ebook author I've been sucked into an isolated world where it became my life and upturned it - I've felt suffocated and didn't have a clue as to why, just different possible reasons. I lost my 3-D status. Before I went the ebook route, I was far more rounded and grounded.
That was a time where I was happy with my writing and myself. Revisiting these blogs made me feel like I found a part of me that was missing. The part of me who needs to be out and about in cyberspace mixing, if only lurking, with more than just the e-world. They give me a broader spectrum of the publishing world. What they like, don't like. What they are sick of. I also gain an insight to them as a person. This last point is a major point in determining if you'd be compatible in working on your projects together.
Agent In The Middle
Bookends, LLC - A Literay Agent
Dystel & Goderich Management
Janet Reid, Literary Agent
Pub Rants
Lyons Literary, LLC
Nathan Bransford, Literary Agent
Redlines and Deadlines
Rejector
This is a few from my list.
Does this mean I still want an agent and to enter the print world? Of course it does. I never really gave up on that. It was over shadowed for a while.
This doesn't mean I regret starting out with ebooks or that I won't continue putting out ebooks. What I do know is that being with only one publisher to this point, I don't think I have a grasp of the e-world. Thank God! The editing hasn't been an issue, easy-not much to do, though I had expected more. It was actually fun. The promoting is time consuming, but it's not all that bad, unless you make it so. I've met some wonderful people and gained some amazing friends around the world.
I do have expectations. Expectations, I've been told, that are too high and unrealistic.
Such as, what I expect from both ends of the spectrum - honesty, respect, professionalism and to be kept abreast of changes and issues. I expect to be allowed to question and express opinions so we may have a clear understanding of what each other is thinking so there are no misconceptions and ill feelings. I may be a client/author, but it's my business, too.
Is that too much to ask?
In many places I've read, writing is my job. My job entails more than writing, it requires a knowledge and understanding of the business just like any other job. I'm not a person to go blindly because someone wants to hold the puppet strings. It can cost me my business.
And, I do have some questions that have not been answered.
In case you've noticed I've not been around, chatty and what not. This is part of why.
Another reason I'm feeling off is that I turn 50 this year, my youngest turns 16 and I'm having a horrible time with it. The last time I felt this bad about starting a new decade was when I turned 40 and my oldest turned 18 the same year. My husband drug me out of state so I wouldn't commit murder. Hormones are such a wicked firing pin.
Oh, and I quit my job last month. I'm getting restless, though. I used to take four months off every eighteen months. I've not done that in forever. I had been at this restaurant for six years. I loved my job so that wasn't the issue. My husband and sons are loving that I'm home more.
And of course, so are the bunnies. I just learned my oldest bunbun might have what is called bella palsy. So, I'm equally glad to spend more time with her. She has to undergo further testing. Faith is five.
I'm not writing much right now. I'm polishing and working on a few other projects. I've been doing all of the cooking and housework, enjoying it - though don't tell anyone I'm actually enjoying housework (I hate housework).
Today is the day to start working in the flower beds, so I was out cutting back my roses today. They are looking so promising. Most are pure red roses, while a couple are red and yellow & pale yellow, and one is red & white and has more thorns than I've ever seen on a rose bush, quite wicked - George Burns - he likes to be called Georgie. If you want absolutely gorgeous roses, the Cancun and Rosie O'Donnell are amazing. My Chrysler Imperial and Amanda came back -- I'm so thrilled. Those two roses have been the toughest for me to grow. This is their second year of returning. Another one I've had trouble with and want to try again is, Proud Land.
I know I've gotten side tracked -- that's the way it's been lately.
I hope you enjoy reading the blogs as much as I do.
Bekki
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