What’s In Your Wallet?

walletI saw that on a television commercial. It made me actually consider if moths and lint counted as “in my wallet.”
I always enjoyed my blog, but found that others were persnickety about the content–so I have been silent.

What’s in my blog? My opinion, my ravings, my books, a little bit of who I am…and perhaps when you get right down to it, it only matters to me.

People have no right to pick me apart for my musings, but it becomes difficult to stand the strain. All of my lint and moths can feel very personal.

For now at least my wallet is empty. In the future I hope to have at least a few thoughts of my own. When that happens, I intend to share.

Read It or Eat It!


The Dragon rubs his empty belly and considers his well stocked book shelf. No he is not desperate…but some of the titles look very tasty. The Curse of the Salute a thriller by Anastacia Moore has fallen near the cook pot. Should he read it or eat it?
A loud growl from his belly indicates his interest.

Let’s digest the story a little. The Salute is a small fishing boat owned by a man named Charles Frank and his son Dick. They hire a friend of the old man’s named Pete during tuna season…and the scary begins. The characters are very real and the descriptions of the fishing are amazing. Although the Dragon is a fire dragon…
What’s on the menu…
Tuna has many possibilities!!

via about.com

via about.com

The story  takes us down a path of evil that threatens to take everything from Dick including his sanity.

—Cooking Pros and Cons—-


  1. the descriptions of the vessel and the fishing are amazing.
  2. the language is simple and totally in keeping with the story, the prose is readable
  3. the characters are well developed
  4. the relationship between the father and son is nicely detailed
  5. the tension builds well
  6. the plot keeps the reader’s interest throughout


  1.  there are no dragons in the story…
  2. there is ocean everywhere

The Dragon says save this book for reading. Although a tasty treat, it will be much better consumed by the mind. This is an entertaining novel. Buy it! !!!!ROAR!!!! It can be found at amazon and wherever fine seafood books are sold.

You can find Anastacia underwater in all of the usual aquariums – facebook, twitter, LinkedIn, and blog.

Work space Guest Post– Fictional Reality!


The Way I see my work space! Hope you will take a peek at Fictional Reality!

“Like other artists, writers are never alone—writing is only half of the process. The desk isn’t a magical spot. The enchantment comes from the reader when the small black and white scribblings are translated and reformed into ideas that take shape in the mind. For the work to be complete it must be read—-it depends on you!”

Do You Like Trains?

(courtesy of Wikipedia)

(courtesy of Wikipedia)

I have always been excited by the rumble and fury, the unknown destination. As a child I would stand by the tracks and court disaster–trying to flatten a small object like a penny. Even now that I am older, if I hear the whistle I search out the engine. They have never lost their fascination.

I suppose blog trains are slightly different. Certainly they are easier to board and more comfortable. I enjoy the imagery of watching the country pass by outside the window while the constant clack of the tracks resounds beneath your feet. there is always something exciting about a train ride! It carries the air of vacation, the promise of new!

Trains are almost a thing of the past today. Sleeper and dining cars almost non-existent. It pains me to think that they only make excursions now to foster the fantasies of a bygone era. People are in a hurry to get from point A to point B. I have no objection to speed and I understand the necessity… I just know in my heart that the journey is often more important than the arrival.
Take from that statement what you will. Do you like trains? Do you like to walk? Happy journeys to you all!

Blog tour link- http://tinyurl.com/DreamerBlogTour

Quiet Conversation— 100 Word challenge

            I look at the alarm clock on my nightstand and stare in confusion at the woman beside me—she is still asleep and I have no recollection of inviting her into my bed. Sitting up, I realize the room is cold and I hurry to slide back under the covers. I curl around her and whisper a kind word into her ear. She turns and nuzzles me. A few moments of silence are followed by her light laughter. “I needed you last night.”

            Our gazes meet and lock. My vision clears and my memories stir. “You can tell me anything.”

A link to the challenge — http://everydaygyaan.com/2013/05/100-words-on-saturday-week-9/