Click on her link and you’ll find out real fast why Anne’s blog has received so many awards.
This post with the help of Ruth Harris is a gold mine for writers.
Enjoy!
Anne R. Allen’s Blog: Writer’s Toolbox #5: Must-Have Research Tools Beyo…: This is the 300th post on this blog, and the 40th for Ruth Harris! Ruth graciously agreed to join my blog in August of 2011, right after …
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Thank you for the honor. Scott mentioned that some bloggers do not accept awards. I am not one of them. I accept all awards, from the prestigious, to the silly and anything in-between. I love bling of any kind. Thank you Scott.
You might note that Scott suggested to send out 15 blogger awards, I am only sending out 7. Sorry but oh well. If as Scott mentions below you are not into this type of fun, please ignore. To the others enjoy. I do love reading your blogs and hope you continue writing your nuggets of wisdom.
I got nominated for the Dragon’s Loyalty Award. I was nominated by a fellow blogger and reader of this blog, Scott L Vannatter! Which according to him, the Dragon’s Loyalty Award is a combination of both The Versatile Blogger Award and The Very Inspiring Blog Award. Thanks Scott… check out his blog >HERE <.
Now with anything there are rules:
1. Display the Award on your site
2. Announce it with a post and link to whoever presented your award
3. Present 15 awards to deserving Bloggers. I follow a lot of bloggers who do not accept awards, plus, I try to get newer ones brought in, so the list will be shorter and if you are not on it and wanted to be, I am so sorry…hmm…since it’s short, perhaps you can drop me a note.
4. Drop them a comment to tip them off after you’ve linked them to the post
5. Post 7 interesting things about yourself.
The Bloggers I honor are:
Becoming French with a Texas Flair
About me:
Right, wrong, good, bad and in-between. I read, write, join, submit and re-write until at times I can no longer recognize my story trying to conform.
For me, following rules are hard. I need to understand the why, the how and the need for the rule. In writing, there aren’t a lot of explanations for most of these so called rules. I was so excited to read todays post from Anne R. Allen’s Blog. She set me free. Thank you Anne. Writers go forth and write!
http://annerallen.blogspot.com/2013/12/the-rules-of-writingand-why-not-to.html
The sun is out, and all’s well in North Texas! Enduring three days of the great ice storm of 2013, my cabin fever reached an all time peak. I mean on day three I didn’t bother changing out of my PJs. Food supply grew low, due to the fact we spent the first twenty-four hours without power and my ice cream melted. How can a girl survive with no ice cream? So after much whining, my brave hubby agreed to go forth and forage. The problem was many stores were low and out of the basics such as milk, eggs, bread, beer and wine. Turns out, my daughter was right. Stock up Mom she said, but no, I didn’t believe we would be holed-up that long. Sitting in front of a roaring fire, (remember open damper next time), sipping red wine (lots of wine by day three), watching holiday movies or reading a good book sounds so Hallmark. Until it’s not.
By day three, the wine cooler was running low, and I considered finding an AA group for an intervention. Of course, there’s my dog, maybe he was hitting the sauce too. The holiday movies of old are worse than my memory; so we rented crummy movies on pay-per-view. Most important by day three the cupboards were bare, and I found myself making stuff from scratch. Mom would be so proud of me. But let’s be honest, cooking the old way sucks.
The average temp here during December is 58o, but day three it barely reached a whopping 34o. However, always the optimist, I hoped the weather report was right and listened for dripping of melting ice from the roof. The sound of the TV is background noise but the announcer droning on about the weather grabs my attention. I picked up the remote, turning up the volume. Freezing fog? In Texas? My mind went blank. I rewind the TV, yep, I heard him right. Fog will add another layer of black ice to the roadways. Well, shit. I hand back the remote to hubby and soon the roar of more football fills the air. I shuffled to the kitchen paused at the oven and considered sticking my head…. Instead, I opened the last bottle of wine and with the tattered cookbook my mother gave me forty years ago I searched for another easy and quick recipe. A definite contradiction. Sounds like a grilled cheese and Campbells tomato soup night, (the use by date was last week). Don’t judge, not everyone’s cut out to be Betty Crocker.
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