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I prefer stories that progress in a linear fashion. But, I don’t mind if there are flashbacks, or if the stories begins at just before the end and goes from there. Maybe that’s because I like order and like things neat.

Recently, I read a book, which from the book flap sounded quite interesting. There was kidnapping, outdoor adventure, and that sort of thing. I never finished it. Even reading the ending didn’t help me figure out where it was heading.

Time jumped all over the place. One page you were in the past, then the next page, one went to the future, then a little late on, you read what was presently happening. I had to give up because I got tired of the characters jumping back and forth in time. There weren’t even any clues as to what was going on. It didn’t help any that I didn’t care for the main character because they couldn’t get their act straight.

At the end of the book, three people were hurt, or four, but, was one of them the main character or someone else? It was way to confusing. I never figured out if they’d gotten hurt in the past or present.

Most of my kids wouldn’t read it so I’d never buy it for my library.


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I finally managed to get back to Charleston, this time after my story was in its final stages and edits. I wanted to, needed to, walk where my characters did. I wanted to get a better feel for the time and place. Of course with the story set in the 1800’s, it’s not exactly what it was. The cars kind of ruined it. Still, I still got a good feel.

Besides the presence of modern conveniences, fires and wars and progress have decimated a number of buildings featured in the novel. Luckily there’s enough left of historic downtown to soak in the ambience and pretend, a little, it was the 1880’s.

I was amazed at some of the places still standing, such as the Old Jail. I was certain it was long gone and yet there it is, half boarded up. I mourned the loss of the old Charleston Hotel, demolished in the 1960’s or thereabouts. Whoever designed the bank building replacing it, did a marvelous job. While modern, it has elements of the hotel such as the columns.

I strolled through Marion Park and Washington Park where, after the earthquake struck, townspeople camped. The latter is so tiny. How did all those people fit in it?

The train station complex is difficult to envision. Yes, part remains as the visitor center and museums (A replica of ‘The Best of Charleston’, America’s first train is here, free to see), I was hard pressed to get a vibe of how it was back then. There’s surprising, so little information of this particular area.

Of course, the churches are the same and residences and commercial still stand, many with ‘earthquake bolts’ to keep them together. At some sites, such as the Agricultural Hall and the ruins of St. Finbar, I could only gaze and mentally replace what’s there with what was.

All in all, I got what I came for and left Charleston knowing I’ll have to visit again.

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Mark your calendars and get the engines reving. It’s that time of year – Comic Book Day! Get your free special issue comic book at the local dealer.

Not sure where that is? Look it up on the Free Comic Book Day website:


While your there, on the website, check out what else might be going on. Do I what do and pick out what comic book or books you want the most. Most places will let you have three. Dr. Who is always good, if you like Dr. Who. It all depends on your favorite artists and title. I’m thinking of getting the Dr. Who, Little Lulu, and the one with the British comics. Or may the Avengers one since the new Avengers movie is out.

Luckily there are several shops in Columbia and two are holding events. Others around the country are as well. If you’re lucky, perhaps there you’ll be able to meet a comic book artist.

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Snail Mail

As I was deleting texts from my phone, re-reading some of them before they disappeared in the ether forever, I thought: What a pity. It made me remember my days of letter writing, not that I am fond of those because I dislike writing letters. When my grandmother was alive my mother made me write a letter each month and I never knew what to say. It was whatever mundane thing came to mind and the usual – I am fine, how are you. The weather is fine, blah, blah, blah. All this in German, which made it all a little harder. My German grammar was never good.

Years later, when my sister went to Korea for her job, I said I’d write a lot and regretted it because I am really a lousy letter writer. Then I thought: I’ll pretend the cats are writing. With that, letter writing became fun.

I still don’t like writing letters, but, I do wish I could read some of what I wrote back then to get a glimpse of what my life was like. I didn’t do diaries or journals except for trip journals. Being able to read a letter from the past would be really interesting.

And here I was deleting texts, and deleting emails. Little bits of my life. Delete. Delete. In the future, what will people be able to figure out about the people of this era? Especially if everything goes digital? One giant electo-magnetic pulse and it’s all gone.


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Writing Update

Another year has come to end, plus another passed as well, and it’s time to reflect on my writing goals for the year. I’m pleased with my writing, but wish I could push myself to go further, get something published. I keep saying, next year, next year. I must do better.

Should I do self-publishing? A friend of mine who knows someone who does that, says it’s like a full time job. They’re constantly calling people, promoting their book. Not easy when you’re working and I dislike telephoning people. I’m a horrid seller of things. I guess I have to see where exactly I want to go. I think, no, I know, my writing is good. It’s just a matter of getting it across to the right person.

I guess that will be my goal next year. Getting ‘stuff’ out to the right people.

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I am shamelessly plugging my new book here.


It’s one of my annual Christmas stories based of my cats, Mietze and Talbot.

Noisy, bouncy Talbot is made to join the ‘Little Helpers’ program at school in order to get her grades up. Naturally, she doesn’t tell her parents. She’s going to do this all by herself even if Mrs. Gray, the senior she’s assigned to assist, has her doing yard work and housework that includes painting. It’s not what the other kittens are doing and Talbot’s best friend, Mietze, sets out to help make this right.

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There’s always a problem when you assume something rather than making sure what you write it correct. You could think it’s true, but the truth may be very, very different. Like when I wrote in my Charleston story it’d be easy for former slaves to find family members after the Civil War. So wrong. So, so wrong. Thank goodness I found a book that set me straight.

I suppose that’s one reason why I like writing science fiction over historical fiction. I can make up all sorts of stuff and no one is the wiser. As long as it sounds plausible, it’ll pass muster. Not so, with history or contemporary fiction. Then I obsess over what I write. Is it true? Did it really happen? Is this place really where I said it was?

I read a book recently and the author had The Time Machine written by Jules Verne instead of H.G. Wells. I’m thinking, hah! That’s not true. And I wonder about the author. That’s so how not what I want to be perceived.

The problem is that sometimes I can’t find what I want to know. I need some information on funerals in the 1800’s, but it’s for a specific location and during a specific time. All the books I’ve looked at are too broad. Even trying to contact the Funeral Director’s Association didn’t help. They never got back with me. A pity. Now, I’ll need to be ‘broad’ with my funeral.


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