Thursday, 20 November 2014

My Son Broke the Internet!

Well … no, not like Kim Kardashian. Yikes! What a disturbing thought. 

He’s into online gaming. I thought he was just playing games like Lego or Disney, but the other day I walked in on him playing some game where he has to rob banks and shoot people. There was blood splattering everywhere.

He’s 9!

Consequently, he got in trouble and was booted off the computer.
Later that night, when I was writing, Computer Guy asks me to check something on the web. 

*Cue the sound effect for wrong answers on Family Feud.*
NO INTERNET.
Schizen schmizen.

I asked Computer Guy if he had limited our sons profile when he created his logon. “Err, no. I was getting ‘aroundtoit.’”
Not the bloomin ‘aroundtoit’ thingy again. This time-poor state of being is an epidemic, I tell you.
“Riiight, well the internet doesn’t work.”
*Gasp*

So, it was 10 pm and he had to try and fix the computer. Once again I got booted off. Since then we’ve had to change our internet browser and I’m, once again, trying to learn a new program. Grrrr.

Dear Santa,
Please, please, please bring me a laptop for Christmas.
Yours faithfully
J. M. Adele
P.S. Enjoy the cookies and I made you a Milo instead of plain milk. I don’t know if you’ve had it before, but it totally rocks. Enjoy!

On a more serious note …

Author of Laces and Lace, Toni Aleo, recently posted a video reply to an email she received from an unhappy customer. It made me want to buy all of her books immediately.
I thought she handled it beautifully. It’s on her Facebook page if you want to watch it. Here is the link.

I just wanted to say, please be kind to each other. Don’t post or even email anything that you wouldn’t say face-to-face.

I wrote a little poem, it’s probably rubbish but it’s to the left of my blog posts. I used to write poems when I was a moody tweenager.

As writers, we are all just trying to do our best and write something that people will enjoy. It’s not easy, juggling our commitments to family and friends with the enormous amount of time required for writing and the business side of things. This is proving to be a very steep learning curve, not only for me, but for my family too.

I enjoy this immensely and I feel absolutely compelled to write. Like Toni says in her video, ‘these people are in my head and I have to get them out on paper.’

Yesterday, I spent a couple of hours walking around a place where several of the scenes in my book take place. It has changed a lot since I was there last. It was brilliant to get a feel for the sights, smells, sounds, tastes and atmosphere of the place. I can tweak those scenes and make them better now.
It’s not often I get time to myself and I really needed it. So, now I’m rejuvenated and the computer is fixed (thanks Computer Guy *mwah*), I’ll go back to writing, writing, writing.

Take care of each other.

Cheers












The Flare Up

My Son Broke the Internet!

Well … no, not like Kim Kardashian. Yikes! What a disturbing thought. 

He’s into online gaming. I thought he was just playing games like Lego or Disney, but the other day I walked in on him playing some game where he has to rob banks and shoot people. There was blood splattering everywhere.

He’s 9!

Consequently, he got in trouble and was booted off the computer.
Later that night, when I was writing, Computer Guy asks me to check something on the web. 

*Cue the sound effect for wrong answers on Family Feud.*
NO INTERNET.
Schizen schmizen.

I asked Computer Guy if he had limited our sons profile when he created his logon. “Err, no. I was getting ‘aroundtoit.’”
Not the bloomin ‘aroundtoit’ thingy again. This time-poor state of being is an epidemic, I tell you.
“Riiight, well the internet doesn’t work.”
*Gasp*

So, it was 10 pm and he had to try and fix the computer. Once again I got booted off. Since then we’ve had to change our internet browser and I’m, once again, trying to learn a new program. Grrrr.

Dear Santa,
Please, please, please bring me a laptop for Christmas.
Yours faithfully
J. M. Adele
P.S. Enjoy the cookies and I made you a Milo instead of plain milk. I don’t know if you’ve had it before, but it totally rocks. Enjoy!

On a more serious note …

Author of Laces and Lace, Toni Aleo, recently posted a video reply to an email she received from an unhappy customer. It made me want to buy all of her books immediately.
I thought she handled it beautifully. It’s on her Facebook page if you want to watch it. Here is the link.

I just wanted to say, please be kind to each other. Don’t post or even email anything that you wouldn’t say face-to-face.

I wrote a little poem, it’s probably rubbish but it’s to the left of my blog posts. I used to write poems when I was a moody tweenager.

As writers, we are all just trying to do our best and write something that people will enjoy. It’s not easy, juggling our commitments to family and friends with the enormous amount of time required for writing and the business side of things. This is proving to be a very steep learning curve, not only for me, but for my family too.

I enjoy this immensely and I feel absolutely compelled to write. Like Toni says in her video, ‘these people are in my head and I have to get them out on paper.’

Yesterday, I spent a couple of hours walking around a place where several of the scenes in my book take place. It has changed a lot since I was there last. It was brilliant to get a feel for the sights, smells, sounds, tastes and atmosphere of the place. I can tweak those scenes and make them better now.
It’s not often I get time to myself and I really needed it. So, now I’m rejuvenated and the computer is fixed (thanks Computer Guy *mwah*), I’ll go back to writing, writing, writing.

Take care of each other.

Cheers












The Flare Up

Sunday, 16 November 2014

Long Weekends and the G20

As I ran around at home on Thursday, going between the kitchen, laundry and computer and chasing behind baby; it seemed I heard a plane flying over every 10 minutes. All the leaders were arriving for the G20 in Brisbane.

The Lord Mayor and Premier of Queensland were telling everyone about the extreme security measures being put in place and in the next breath they were worrying about Brisbane becoming a ghost town.

I think they forgot that if you’re going to give Aussies a long weekend when Mother Nature decides to put on the hottest November day for 50 years; everyone is going to nick off to the beach. Take your pick – North or South – people were leaving in droves.

Temps rose to 42 C on Sunday. Kinda poetic justice considering the complaints about climate change not being on the agenda. That’s Mother Nature saying, “You’d better start taking me seriously or I will kick your arse!”

We watched out the back as six of President Obama’s helicopters headed for home and I thought to myself, ‘that’s a little bit of history being made, right there.’ Then I quickly ran back into the air-conditioning.

So, now it’s back to the grindstone. Whoever invented air conditioning; bless you, bless you very much!
Cheers









The Flare Up

Long Weekends and the G20

As I ran around at home on Thursday, going between the kitchen, laundry and computer and chasing behind baby; it seemed I heard a plane flying over every 10 minutes. All the leaders were arriving for the G20 in Brisbane.

The Lord Mayor and Premier of Queensland were telling everyone about the extreme security measures being put in place and in the next breath they were worrying about Brisbane becoming a ghost town.

I think they forgot that if you’re going to give Aussies a long weekend when Mother Nature decides to put on the hottest November day for 50 years; everyone is going to nick off to the beach. Take your pick – North or South – people were leaving in droves.

Temps rose to 42 C on Sunday. Kinda poetic justice considering the complaints about climate change not being on the agenda. That’s Mother Nature saying, “You’d better start taking me seriously or I will kick your arse!”

We watched out the back as six of President Obama’s helicopters headed for home and I thought to myself, ‘that’s a little bit of history being made, right there.’ Then I quickly ran back into the air-conditioning.

So, now it’s back to the grindstone. Whoever invented air conditioning; bless you, bless you very much!
Cheers









The Flare Up

Wednesday, 12 November 2014

Book Review - K. Bromberg - Driven (Book #1 Driven Series)


Publisher: Self-published, 2013
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Length:

This is the author’s debut and first in the Driven Trilogy. If you liked Fifty Shades of Grey, you will enjoy this book; although it skims over the less vanilla sexual encounters.
Rylee Thomas stumbles out of a closet and into Colton Donavan, the famous race car driver. The attraction is instant and flammable, but Rylee chooses to run rather than suffer a heartbreak that she fears will eclipse the devastation of her past.

Colton is up front about wanting only a physical relationship, but their connection is so powerful that he can’t keep her at arm’s length.

I enjoyed this book immensely. The author has paired up the characters perfectly. Rylee is a trained counsellor with a heart of gold; the only woman who could possibly break through the hardened walls Colton wraps himself in.

Their chemistry is palpable and will keep you turning the pages wanting more.
Thoroughly enjoyed! Go buy it. 
5 Flares.








Cheers

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Book Review - K. Bromberg - Driven (Book #1 Driven Series)


Publisher: Self-published, 2013
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Length:

This is the author’s debut and first in the Driven Trilogy. If you liked Fifty Shades of Grey, you will enjoy this book; although it skims over the less vanilla sexual encounters.
Rylee Thomas stumbles out of a closet and into Colton Donavan, the famous race car driver. The attraction is instant and flammable, but Rylee chooses to run rather than suffer a heartbreak that she fears will eclipse the devastation of her past.

Colton is up front about wanting only a physical relationship, but their connection is so powerful that he can’t keep her at arm’s length.

I enjoyed this book immensely. The author has paired up the characters perfectly. Rylee is a trained counsellor with a heart of gold; the only woman who could possibly break through the hardened walls Colton wraps himself in.

Their chemistry is palpable and will keep you turning the pages wanting more.
Thoroughly enjoyed! Go buy it. 
5 Flares.








Cheers

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Amazon U.S. Link
Amazon U.K. Link
B&N Link
Kobo Link
iBooks Link



Thursday, 6 November 2014

Sharing a computer and working from home

A little over a year ago we had a lightning strike very close to the house. I thought I knew what loud was, having three boisterous boys and all. It blew our computer, modem and phone. Anything that was hardwired to the phone lines/cable.

Computer guy; being computer guy, decides that he will just rebuild the computer. He built a new one for me and the boys to use in the meantime, until he figured out what needed replacing on the old one.

Apart from not being able to find that darn round-to-it thingy that he needs – well, computer parts cost money. So after school it’s son number one’s homework time. When the kids go to bed, computer guy wants to browse the net. Son number two is in school now and will be requiring screen time also.

So, I have resorted to kicking computer guy off said computer. He’s not a happy chappie with this arrangement.

Some nights I relent and resort to pencil and paper. It gets kinda messy because I have this nasty habit of adding things in later and shifting paragraphs around. Cut and paste are my friends.

I have decided that the faster I can get this book written and out into the e-book ether (hopefully many of you will like it), the faster he can get his computer back.

I have become a computer hog.

During baby sleep time, I am learning to ignore Mount Washmore and Dirty Dishes ‘R’ Us.

So deadline here I come.
Cheers







The Flare Up

Sharing a computer and working from home

A little over a year ago we had a lightning strike very close to the house. I thought I knew what loud was, having three boisterous boys and all. It blew our computer, modem and phone. Anything that was hardwired to the phone lines/cable.

Computer guy; being computer guy, decides that he will just rebuild the computer. He built a new one for me and the boys to use in the meantime, until he figured out what needed replacing on the old one.

Apart from not being able to find that darn round-to-it thingy that he needs – well, computer parts cost money. So after school it’s son number one’s homework time. When the kids go to bed, computer guy wants to browse the net. Son number two is in school now and will be requiring screen time also.

So, I have resorted to kicking computer guy off said computer. He’s not a happy chappie with this arrangement.

Some nights I relent and resort to pencil and paper. It gets kinda messy because I have this nasty habit of adding things in later and shifting paragraphs around. Cut and paste are my friends.

I have decided that the faster I can get this book written and out into the e-book ether (hopefully many of you will like it), the faster he can get his computer back.

I have become a computer hog.

During baby sleep time, I am learning to ignore Mount Washmore and Dirty Dishes ‘R’ Us.

So deadline here I come.
Cheers







The Flare Up
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