<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077</id><updated>2009-12-06T13:37:00.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books, Boys, Buzz...</title><subtitle type='html'>YA Authors from Berkley JAM, Flux, Dutton, Puffin, Delacorte, HarperCollins, and Harlequin Kimani-Tru discuss writing, promotion, and of course, hot guys...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Young Adult Authors</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093024348425287064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>950</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-8273856483939042706</id><published>2009-12-04T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T04:06:41.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is your favorite holiday treat?</title><content type='html'>My local library has a Cookie Walk every year. Volunteers bake cookies for the library and then town residents go buy them by the pound. The money helps pay for library programs and services through the year. Instead of your typical chocolate chip cookies, I wanted to try to make some unique treats this year. I decided on some brownies shaped like Christmas trees with candy cane trunks and cream cheese frosting and sprinkles. I also made some peanut butter cookies with pretzel antlers and M&amp;amp;M eyes and nose that sort of looked like Rudolph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411348215544906514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/Sxj4iA9_gxI/AAAAAAAABUw/2IiR9G2dYKo/s400/xmas+brownie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411348223006881874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/Sxj4icxEOFI/AAAAAAAABU4/kgTrj2SB6uQ/s400/reindeer+cookies.jpg" /&gt;It got me thinking of all the different kinds of treats that come out just at the holidays. I remember my grandma making divinity in the past. I never really cared for it but it reminds me of her. Sadly, I hardly ever see it anymore. I do love peanut brittle though. My husband goes crazy for fudge. My kids are wild for candy canes and my stepbrother loves egg nog. I'm even planning my first attempt at gingerbread people in a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411348719770722322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/Sxj4_XWy4BI/AAAAAAAABVA/SWSnO5NHBZs/s400/divinity.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411348727774287490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/Sxj4_1K_loI/AAAAAAAABVI/UkR-cvYGJYw/s400/peanut+brittle.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411349978007700946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/Sxj6Imp3hdI/AAAAAAAABVQ/Gk4QcSXNP14/s400/uncle+eddie.jpg" /&gt;What is your favorite treat this time of year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stephanie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stephaniehale.com/"&gt;http://www.stephaniehale.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-8273856483939042706?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/8273856483939042706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=8273856483939042706' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/8273856483939042706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/8273856483939042706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-is-your-favorite-holiday-treat.html' title='What is your favorite holiday treat?'/><author><name>stephhale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15836703686468306571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07395719885171671659'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/Sxj4iA9_gxI/AAAAAAAABUw/2IiR9G2dYKo/s72-c/xmas+brownie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-3965008499311189730</id><published>2009-12-03T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T07:01:28.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Werewolves, etc...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KSsKxpvO4zc/SxfSIw_b1HI/AAAAAAAAAuc/xtkvMGP5iXc/s1600-h/new+moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411024525340693618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KSsKxpvO4zc/SxfSIw_b1HI/AAAAAAAAAuc/xtkvMGP5iXc/s400/new+moon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did you see the New Moon movie yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s playing at the theatre near my house, but I haven’t seen it.  As for the whole vampire vs. werewolves question – I think you know where I stand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I had such a firm idea of who my werewolves are in &lt;em&gt;Never Cry Werewolf&lt;/em&gt;, that I didn’t read the sequels to Twilight after I read the first book in the summer of 2006.  I didn’t want to see wolves in any way other than I had seen them in my mind’s eye.  Maybe that’s lame of me – but I was so in love with my character Austin and his Brit wolf family (who will appear if I ever do a sequel) that I just didn’t want to learn more about Jacob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, people love the Twilight series, which is a great thing.  When you see middle school boys and even grown men carrying one of the Twilight books in hardback, well that’s priceless.  The additional attention it’s given YA books in general and paranormal YA in specific -- is also priceless.  Seeing Burger King commercials that mention Twilight.... uh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will always vote for werewolves, but I’ll save my reasons why for the comments section…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?  Have you or will you see New Moon?  And do you love vampires or werewolves more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big, hairy hugs ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.heatherdavisbooks.com/"&gt;www.heatherdavisbooks.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never Cry Werewolf -- HarperTeen 09/09&lt;br /&gt;The Clearing -- HMH 04/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-3965008499311189730?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/3965008499311189730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=3965008499311189730' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/3965008499311189730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/3965008499311189730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/12/werewolves-etc.html' title='Werewolves, etc...'/><author><name>Heather Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010941540615940287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18075820203506498094'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KSsKxpvO4zc/SxfSIw_b1HI/AAAAAAAAAuc/xtkvMGP5iXc/s72-c/new+moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-7175942983666635564</id><published>2009-12-02T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T04:00:10.507-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Gone to the Beach</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone -- including my fellow Buzz Girls -- had an awesome Thanksgiving!!  Can't believe it's already December.  Where has this year gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep my post brief because I'm deep in the writing cave for GHOST HUNTRESS 4 - THE COUNSELING and am headed out on a beach vacation to a very lovely undisclosed location for the next week.  I'm looking forward to sun, fun, relaxation, (and writing), and going on my first "real" SCUBA dive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with this image...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/66516377@N00/4148498467/" title="Picture 049 by MHGibson, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2461/4148498467_c054bcc51c.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Picture 049" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marleygibson.com"&gt;Marley = )&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-7175942983666635564?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/7175942983666635564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=7175942983666635564' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/7175942983666635564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/7175942983666635564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/12/gone-to-beach.html' title='Gone to the Beach'/><author><name>Marley Gibson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11645678180669587782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05237529489993702401'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-9014460399981862662</id><published>2009-12-01T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T09:55:38.030-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Advent Calendars</title><content type='html'>It's the first day of December (duh) which also means it's the first real day of the Christmas season. Growing up, one of my favorite parts about December (aside from all the presents near the end bit) was having an Advent Calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually it was made of lightweight cardboard with a brightly colored picture on the front. On each of the first 25 days of December I got to punch out the number corresponding to the date to get my prize. Usually a small piece of tree-, santa-, reindeer-, or gift-shaped chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the ages of 2 to 12 that was enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these days I'm excited by more unique advent calendars. One which you can fill yourself with a variety of treats, prizes, or little gifts.&amp;nbsp;I found some darling ones on &lt;a href="http://etsy.com/"&gt;Etsy.com&lt;/a&gt; (which is also a secret vice, but that's another post).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely adore this advent calendar made of a &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=35297822"&gt;string of mini stockings&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/karlacola"&gt;karlacola&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BHzIzdrLSy0/SxVWdYmFbwI/AAAAAAAACE4/BjL1u-CPkfg/s1600/advent_karlacola" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BHzIzdrLSy0/SxVWdYmFbwI/AAAAAAAACE4/BjL1u-CPkfg/s320/advent_karlacola" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this Christmas tree made of stacked, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=35167381"&gt;craft paper-covered boxes&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/LBlal001"&gt;LBlal001&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BHzIzdrLSy0/SxVWd1-uwqI/AAAAAAAACFA/KWvHhtvZcsU/s1600/advent_LBlal001" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BHzIzdrLSy0/SxVWd1-uwqI/AAAAAAAACFA/KWvHhtvZcsU/s400/advent_LBlal001" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, for more flexibility, there are these &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=35135496"&gt;adorable cotton baggies&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/nuvonova"&gt;nuvonova&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BHzIzdrLSy0/SxVWej7gZ1I/AAAAAAAACFI/AUNHr-wOagA/s1600/advent_nuvonova" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BHzIzdrLSy0/SxVWej7gZ1I/AAAAAAAACFI/AUNHr-wOagA/s400/advent_nuvonova" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;question is: What would you put in your advent calendar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;TLC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://teralynnchilds.com/omg.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Oh. My. Gods.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://teralynnchilds.com/gbc.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Goddess Boot Camp&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(out now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://teralynnchilds.com/fins.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Forgive My Fins&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Katherine Tegen Books, June 2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/teralynnchilds" target="_blank"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;|&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://facebook.com/teralynnchilds" target="_blank"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;|&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://myspace.com/teralynnchilds" target="_blank"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;|&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://teralynnchilds.com/" target="_blank"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;|&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://goddessbootcamp.ning.com/" target="_blank"&gt;ning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-9014460399981862662?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/9014460399981862662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=9014460399981862662' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/9014460399981862662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/9014460399981862662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/12/advent-calendars.html' title='Advent Calendars'/><author><name>Tera Lynn Childs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11356017077011774393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15164290059551199233'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BHzIzdrLSy0/SxVWdYmFbwI/AAAAAAAACE4/BjL1u-CPkfg/s72-c/advent_karlacola' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-8887115835689646865</id><published>2009-11-29T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T10:58:06.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wendy and Tina Rock Applebee's!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnt88QHqAA/SxLBnsm-e2I/AAAAAAAABwU/OhnXkc_E9Ck/s1600/DSC02955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409598990159084386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnt88QHqAA/SxLBnsm-e2I/AAAAAAAABwU/OhnXkc_E9Ck/s320/DSC02955.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband, kids and drove to Utah this past week for a big Ferraro family Thanksgiving. And among the fun and festivities was my first-ever meet up with an author I have long considered a good friend: Wendy Toliver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She met us for lunch at Applebee's, and luckily my daughter, sisters-in-law, niece, nephew and his girlfriend were kind enough to let us go sit at a separate table and "talk shop." (The rest of the Ferraros went off on a separate outing.) Which was great fun, especially listening to Wendy's excitement about her upcoming Simon Pulse release, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Lifted-Wendy-Toliver/dp/1416990488/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1259520625&amp;amp;sr=1-4"&gt;Lifted&lt;/a&gt;, due out on June 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, my daughter took some stand-there-and-smile pictures of us, but one or another of us kept blinking, so we threw up our hands and got weird. Which worked best for both of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to throw out a caption for this picture! I'll start with my own:&lt;strong&gt; "Uh-huh, not me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great fun to finally meet the lovely and talented Wendy Toliver--the first of many get-togethers, I am sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina Ferraro&lt;br /&gt;Top Ten Uses for an Unworn Prom Dress&lt;br /&gt;How to Hook a Hottie&lt;br /&gt;The ABC's of Kissing Boys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-8887115835689646865?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/8887115835689646865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=8887115835689646865' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/8887115835689646865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/8887115835689646865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/11/wendy-and-tina-rock-applebees.html' title='Wendy and Tina Rock Applebee&apos;s!'/><author><name>TinaFerraro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14356148823775352938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10905012662805472827'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnt88QHqAA/SxLBnsm-e2I/AAAAAAAABwU/OhnXkc_E9Ck/s72-c/DSC02955.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-2367938473674151525</id><published>2009-11-26T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T09:39:42.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KSsKxpvO4zc/Sw64feXvd2I/AAAAAAAAAt0/_BANhTibSJs/s1600/turkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408463053386643298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KSsKxpvO4zc/Sw64feXvd2I/AAAAAAAAAt0/_BANhTibSJs/s400/turkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have the best blog day of the whole year today -- Thanksgiving in the US! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a long time I was a vegetarian, so I spent all of high school and college eating just the sides at Thanksgiving. My dad did eventually start cooking some special souffles and things like that for me, which was very sweet. Still, to this day, I'm a huge sides fan. I'm sure I'll be eating more than my share of mashed potatoes this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course Thanksgiving is about more than the sacrificing of the birds and the smashing of taters. It's about being with people you care about, and reflecting back on your many blessings. Whether you are religious or not, Thanksgiving is a time to think about all you have and those you love. I'm no genius, but it's my duty as your Thanksgiving Day blogger to point these things out, guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I'm so thankful for my supportive family and friends, and for the wonderful year I've had with my debut novel at HarperTeen. Publishing a book was a dream I've had since the year 2000, so to finally hold the real, hardcover edition of my work was magical. I think back to those who said I couldn't do it, to the call from my agent saying we had sold the book, to celebrating the sale by myself because I was on my own for the first time in a decade, and flash-forward to the blessed life I have now (health, a job, a place to live) and the many friends and family that surround me.   Even though our country is in a bad state, I'm proud that our government is trying its best to work it out.  I'm grateful to all the service men and women who are in volatile places all over the world.  I can't image the sacrifice they are making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm especially thankful for the Buzz Girls, who've shared this blog with me for the last three years. True friends are there for you in the good and the bad times, and truly, these women have been there. Hugs to all you bees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm also thankful to our blog readers (Yay, you!) who stop by to comment, enter the contests, and cheer us on. Thank you so very much. Lately, I've started to get a few "fan" letters from young readers, and that has been an amazing thrill. To know that my story and characters have resonated with you means so much, and it keeps me going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you guys thankful for this year? Please let us know in comments today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love &amp;amp; Light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.heatherdavisbooks.com/"&gt;www.heatherdavisbooks.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never Cry Werewolf - HarperTeen 09/09&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Clearing - HMH 04/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-2367938473674151525?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/2367938473674151525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=2367938473674151525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/2367938473674151525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/2367938473674151525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful...'/><author><name>Heather Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010941540615940287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18075820203506498094'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KSsKxpvO4zc/Sw64feXvd2I/AAAAAAAAAt0/_BANhTibSJs/s72-c/turkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-7351563074987581393</id><published>2009-11-24T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T07:56:06.799-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>On Winter and Motivation</title><content type='html'>Living in a tropical climate (Houston) I think I kind of forgot what winter feels like. While I know that Oklahoma City is not in full on winter mode, the signs are definitely here. Dead leaves blowing around the yard. Crisp blue skies, ultra-dry air, and fleece-worthy temperatures. Holiday-themed beverages at my favorite writing spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minus the ultra-dry air, these are some of my favorite things about the winter season. Here are some other wintry things I'm looking forward to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The first ice storm, when all the leafless trees turn into crystalline sculptures.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lazy nights in front of the fire with a warm blanket, a cup of cider or cocoa, and a holiday movie. (Current fave is Holiday in Handcuffs, starring Melissa Joan Hart and Mario Lopez.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Footprints in the snow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scarves and mittens.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BHzIzdrLSy0/SwwBQDGzuUI/AAAAAAAACEo/L_M6dTdVQ8Y/s1600/snowdoggie" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BHzIzdrLSy0/SwwBQDGzuUI/AAAAAAAACEo/L_M6dTdVQ8Y/s320/snowdoggie" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm am speeding toward my deadline lightning fast and (since certain editorial type peoples insist my deadline is a fuzzy, movable line) I have come up with the greatest motivation ever. I've been talking about getting a dog for ages. I put it off in Houston because I never had the free cash for the pet deposit. But now that I'm (temporarily) at my parents' house, it's fair game. So, here is my motivation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When I turn in my book I'm getting a dog!&lt;/blockquote&gt;Hooray! So, do you have any bits you love (or hate) about winter? Or any suggestions on how to pick out a dog (I'm going to a pound or an adoption agency, so I'm not looking for a specific breed)? Or any funny stories about how you got your pet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;TLC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://teralynnchilds.com/omg.htm"&gt;OH. MY. GODS.&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://teralynnchilds.com/gbc.htm"&gt;GODDESS BOOT CAMP&lt;/a&gt; (out now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://teralynnchild.com/fins.htm"&gt;FORGIVE MY FINS&lt;/a&gt; (coming June 1, 2010)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-7351563074987581393?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/7351563074987581393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=7351563074987581393' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/7351563074987581393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/7351563074987581393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/11/on-winter-and-motivation.html' title='On Winter and Motivation'/><author><name>Tera Lynn Childs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11356017077011774393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15164290059551199233'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BHzIzdrLSy0/SwwBQDGzuUI/AAAAAAAACEo/L_M6dTdVQ8Y/s72-c/snowdoggie' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-1134586074244614860</id><published>2009-11-22T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:00:02.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn it Up!</title><content type='html'>Years ago, I read an interview with Stephen King. At the time, audio books were few and far between, and he said he paid his (then teenaged) kids to read select books aloud into a tape recorder, which he then played back on his road trips. He said it paid off in two ways: for not only did he get to “read” more, but he made sure his kids did, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some history with my own kids and audio books, but it comes from the ones that we listened to on road trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnt88QHqAA/SwbUL-v7i_I/AAAAAAAABwE/XVCl7AUPm-E/s1600/familyvan.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406241704992541682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnt88QHqAA/SwbUL-v7i_I/AAAAAAAABwE/XVCl7AUPm-E/s320/familyvan.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One book, &lt;em&gt;Cheaper by the Dozen&lt;/em&gt;, was such a hit that certain lines from it have become ingrained in our family history. Some, like &lt;em&gt;All Creatures Great and Small&lt;/em&gt;, held us spellbound. Some (no titles need to be mentioned) bombed terribly, for one reason or another, often simply because they did not appeal to one family member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Thanksgiving, my family is off on yet another road trip. And being that my kids aren’t exactly kids anymore, and that our tastes vary wildly from science fiction to action adventure to romance, the decision wasn’t easy. But I fell upon what I hope is the perfect selection: an 11-hour collection of short stories by none other than Stephen King!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? Any audio books that have worked for you individually, or as a family? And any books you wish was in audio version that presently is not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving, all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina Ferraro&lt;br /&gt;Top Ten Uses for an Unworn Prom Dress&lt;br /&gt;How to Hook a Hottie&lt;br /&gt;The ABC’s of Kissing Boys&lt;br /&gt;www.tinaferraro.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-1134586074244614860?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/1134586074244614860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=1134586074244614860' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/1134586074244614860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/1134586074244614860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/11/turn-it-up.html' title='Turn it Up!'/><author><name>TinaFerraro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14356148823775352938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10905012662805472827'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnt88QHqAA/SwbUL-v7i_I/AAAAAAAABwE/XVCl7AUPm-E/s72-c/familyvan.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-5107354341509195898</id><published>2009-11-21T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T19:03:19.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip to the V-E-T</title><content type='html'>This week both my blog sister Tina Ferraro and I had to take our beloved fur-children to the&lt;br /&gt;V-E-T. My baby Ash needed to go in for his yearly vaccinations and h e threw the biggest fit getting into his carrier. He cried mournfully like a pathetic kitty in the car and when we got there he hissed at the lovely lady doctor! What a brat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how Tina handled all THREE of hers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's post is devoted to pictures of Ash in various moments of sleep and cuddles (and when he's not going to the V-E-T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciY5uCZSA7c/Swio1Sf8iQI/AAAAAAAABRs/6dlNzXljKrg/s1600/SleepyAsh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406756986110642434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciY5uCZSA7c/Swio1Sf8iQI/AAAAAAAABRs/6dlNzXljKrg/s320/SleepyAsh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I forget what a brat he is when he looks so angelic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciY5uCZSA7c/Swio1O01ejI/AAAAAAAABRk/oHpZtJFLtyU/s1600/IseeYou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406756985124518450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciY5uCZSA7c/Swio1O01ejI/AAAAAAAABRk/oHpZtJFLtyU/s320/IseeYou.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loves to sleep curled up next to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciY5uCZSA7c/Swio0iNAsSI/AAAAAAAABRc/URtFvPe-kEU/s1600/AshPosing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406756973146321186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciY5uCZSA7c/Swio0iNAsSI/AAAAAAAABRc/URtFvPe-kEU/s320/AshPosing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MMMM, feet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciY5uCZSA7c/Swio0VImNoI/AAAAAAAABRU/O624Uibg32o/s1600/IMAGE_148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406756969638147714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciY5uCZSA7c/Swio0VImNoI/AAAAAAAABRU/O624Uibg32o/s320/IMAGE_148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just surfing Facebook, mom :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who has good trip to the v-e-t stories to share?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dona Sarkar-Mishra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://donasarkarmishra.com/"&gt;http://donasarkarmishra.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-5107354341509195898?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/5107354341509195898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=5107354341509195898' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/5107354341509195898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/5107354341509195898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/11/trip-to-v-e-t.html' title='A trip to the V-E-T'/><author><name>Dona Sarkar-Mishra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01777520950899454720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12991736671678154341'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciY5uCZSA7c/Swio1Sf8iQI/AAAAAAAABRs/6dlNzXljKrg/s72-c/SleepyAsh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-2075731185516556781</id><published>2009-11-20T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T08:15:15.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey or Sides?</title><content type='html'>I don't know about you but I'm counting down the hours til Thanksgiving. I'm on a diet (all holidays are excluded from diets, FYI) so I've been dreaming about it for a while. I think most people look forward to digging into a juicy, golden turkey, but I'm curious about your favorite sides. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 102px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406218917416572610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/Swa_dkaclsI/AAAAAAAABUk/45JF1i7JK5g/s400/stuffing_thumbnail.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personally, I LIVE for stuffing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406218911193883218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/Swa_dNO14lI/AAAAAAAABUQ/z0pvpxb7drk/s400/mashed-potatoes-abfood0107-de-766032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And mashed potatoes! And rolls! But if you dare drop a disgusting sweet potato on my plate, I will gag. I don't care how dressed up with cute little marshmallows they are, sweet potatoes are my food enemy. And I have to admit I've never really done cranberries. I'm kind of against eating anything remotely healthly on Thanksgiving. It seems like a sin or something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406218913686235442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/Swa_dWhEKTI/AAAAAAAABUY/VhLuGS-l06c/s400/sweet-potato-marshmallow-casserole-blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And don't even get me started on pie. Mmmm, pie. But I guess pie isn't technically a side. I hope everyone has a happy and healthy Thanksgiving. Don't forget to tell me your favorite side!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stephanie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;www.stephaniehale.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-2075731185516556781?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/2075731185516556781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=2075731185516556781' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/2075731185516556781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/2075731185516556781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/11/turkey-or-sides.html' title='Turkey or Sides?'/><author><name>stephhale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15836703686468306571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07395719885171671659'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/Swa_dkaclsI/AAAAAAAABUk/45JF1i7JK5g/s72-c/stuffing_thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-8588461908339784714</id><published>2009-11-18T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T11:21:19.761-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='america&apos;s next top model'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lolcats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghosts'/><title type='text'>My writing life in LOL cats - part II</title><content type='html'>I'm totally ripping off TLC's post 'cause it's fun, creative, and 'cause I'm on deadline for GHOST HUNTRESS: THE COUNSELING, book 4.  And who doesn't like looking at precious little kittehs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought these were quite appropriate considering my life as a ghost huntress myself, researching, and writing about entities and spirits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2008/10/30/funny-pictures-was-not-only-haunted-by-his-last-two-livesbut-they-had-no-clue-about-personal-space/"&gt;&lt;img class="mine_2147765" title="funny-pictures-cats-past-two-lives-have-no-clue-about-personal-space" src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2008/10/funny-pictures-cats-past-two-lives-have-no-clue-about-personal-space.jpg" alt="funny pictures of cats with captions" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;Lolcats and funny pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2009/01/14/funny-pictures-iz-hauntin-urs-cutainz/"&gt;&lt;img title="funny-pictures-a-ghost-cat-is-haunting-your-curtains" src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2008/12/funny-pictures-a-ghost-cat-is-haunting-your-curtains.jpg" alt="funny pictures of cats with captions" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;Lolcats and funny pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2009/10/14/funny-pictures-who-let-da-dogs-out/"&gt;&lt;img title="funny-pictures-cat-is-in-witness-protection" src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2009/10/funny-pictures-cat-is-in-witness-protection.jpg" alt="funny pictures of cats with captions" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;Lolcats and funny pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lolcats.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lolcats.com/images/u/08/47/lolcatsdotcomnf85oct5yw3mrdym.jpg" border="0" alt="lolcats funny cat pictures"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s409.photobucket.com/albums/pp175/Supergirlxo12/My%20Graphics/Lolcats/?action=view&amp;current=funny-pictures-your-cat-is-having-a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i409.photobucket.com/albums/pp175/Supergirlxo12/My%20Graphics/Lolcats/funny-pictures-your-cat-is-having-a.jpg" border="0" alt="the seance circl workd"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to the manuscript!  Happy America's Next Top Model FINALE night!  Gooooooooooooo Laura!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.buddytv.com/articles/55427.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marleygibson.com"&gt;Marley = )&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to do some ghost hunting?&lt;br /&gt;GHOST HUNTRESS:  THE AWAKENING&lt;br /&gt;GHOST HUNTRESS:  THE GUIDANCE&lt;br /&gt;- from Houghton Mifflin Harcourt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-8588461908339784714?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/8588461908339784714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=8588461908339784714' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/8588461908339784714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/8588461908339784714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-writing-life-in-lol-cats-part-ii.html' title='My writing life in LOL cats - part II'/><author><name>Marley Gibson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11645678180669587782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05237529489993702401'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-7800339024936821089</id><published>2009-11-17T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T07:20:18.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life in LOL Cats</title><content type='html'>Posting on the fly from the OKC branch and waiting for pesky mortals to get out of my chairs! Some recent LOL Cats seem relevant to my world so I thought I'd share them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote vampire books, I'd totally love this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/11/17/219.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/11/17/s_219.jpg' border='0' width='186' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I moved recently, I found this one hilarious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/11/17/220.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/11/17/s_220.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='227' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And considering what I do write (aka myth-based fantasy) then no wonder this one cracked me up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/11/17/221.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/11/17/s_221.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='252' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it's true....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;TLC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. MY. GODS. (now in paperback!)&lt;br /&gt;GODDESS BOOT CAMP (out now!)&lt;br /&gt;http://www.teralynnchilds.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-7800339024936821089?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/7800339024936821089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=7800339024936821089' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/7800339024936821089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/7800339024936821089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-life-in-lol-cats.html' title='My Life in LOL Cats'/><author><name>Tera Lynn Childs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11356017077011774393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15164290059551199233'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-6672138390893494454</id><published>2009-11-15T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T13:57:41.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slang, Dude!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnt88QHqAA/SwB2-X5dQUI/AAAAAAAABv0/5DJHY94CyU8/s1600-h/slang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnt88QHqAA/SwB2-X5dQUI/AAAAAAAABv0/5DJHY94CyU8/s320/slang.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404450366783570242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple weeks ago our readers we kind enough to help me pick a hottie celeb for my heroine to crush on.  This week I'm going to ask for help, too...in helping this teen writing Mom keep current on slang. I'd love to hear what's popular in your neck of the woods...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like...can a cool t-shirt be sick?  Do guys still use "Dude" as "Hello?"  Are "awesome," "random" and "wicked" still peppering high school campus sentences?  Is "bad" still "good?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need the 4-1-1! &lt;/em&gt; Okay, I do know THAT's out of style...now tell me what's not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina&lt;br /&gt;Tina Ferraro&lt;br /&gt;How to Hook a Hottie&lt;br /&gt;The ABC's of Kissing Boys&lt;br /&gt;Top Ten Uses for an Unworn Prom Dress&lt;br /&gt;www.tinaferraro.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-6672138390893494454?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/6672138390893494454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=6672138390893494454' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/6672138390893494454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/6672138390893494454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/11/slang-dude.html' title='Slang, Dude!'/><author><name>TinaFerraro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14356148823775352938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10905012662805472827'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnt88QHqAA/SwB2-X5dQUI/AAAAAAAABv0/5DJHY94CyU8/s72-c/slang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-8913804121128861110</id><published>2009-11-13T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T09:13:24.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you superstitious?</title><content type='html'>Happy Friday the 13th, Everyone! Hopefully none of our readers suffer from paraskevidekatriaphobia, the fear of Friday the 13th. Personally, I think the number 13 gets a bad wrap. And how can a Friday ever be unlucky when the whole world looks forward to it every week? 2009 had three Friday the 13th's, which is sort of rare, next year we will only have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403636991506884898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/Sv2TNs3tqSI/AAAAAAAABUA/uIrAgoKjUsA/s400/friday+13th.jpg" /&gt;I am not a superstitious person. I've broken mirrors, had black cats cross my path, and walked under ladders. I'm still here to talk about it. I don't really have any good luck charms either. I guess I just never really got the whole idea that one material item is going to make or break your luck. Besides, I didn't want it on my conscience that some poor rabbit lost a foot so I could have a better day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403636994330236850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/Sv2TN3Y2l7I/AAAAAAAABUI/sbJhRupxUns/s400/rabbits+foot.jpg" /&gt;How about you? Does Friday the 13th freak you out? Do you have an item or ritual that you just have to do which brings you good luck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stephanie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stephaniehale.com/"&gt;http://www.stephaniehale.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-8913804121128861110?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/8913804121128861110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=8913804121128861110' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/8913804121128861110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/8913804121128861110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/11/are-you-superstitious.html' title='Are you superstitious?'/><author><name>stephhale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15836703686468306571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07395719885171671659'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/Sv2TNs3tqSI/AAAAAAAABUA/uIrAgoKjUsA/s72-c/friday+13th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-1421562230466946261</id><published>2009-11-12T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T15:13:00.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Support your Local Booksellers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KSsKxpvO4zc/SvyAteZ5gZI/AAAAAAAAAtk/gl04HpdtcPM/s1600-h/pabst.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KSsKxpvO4zc/SvyAgBjY_hI/AAAAAAAAAtc/eg3ecNnFNs8/s1600-h/NextChapter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 274px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403334940598795794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KSsKxpvO4zc/SvyAgBjY_hI/AAAAAAAAAtc/eg3ecNnFNs8/s400/NextChapter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took a wonderful trip to Milwaukee, Wisconsin last week to meet with local booksellers and sign stock in their stores. It was so uplifting to see people out shopping in each of the stores I visited. Despite the bad economy, people need books. As Buzz Blog readers know, books are a great way to escape into a different world for many hours or even days -- all for around the price of a movie ticket and popcorn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it's convenient to hop online to buy books from a big web retailer these days,but the local brick and mortar stores really need business.   Recently, a Seattle indie bookstore, Bailey Coy Books, announced that it would be closing at the end of November, and I know they won't be the only bookstore to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, a bookstore is a special place.  I could hang out in bookstores for hours.  I mean, isn't it great to browse all the titles, read the first pages, and get advice from real life humans? And there's something about the smell of a bookstore - fresh ink and paper -- that always makes me smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a particularly fun time visiting Next Chapters Bookstore in Mequon, Wisconsin. It used to be a store owned by a small, independent chain called Harry Schwartz, but they went out of business. Luckily, the store manager bought the store and renamed it Next Chapters and they seemed to be doing well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was impressed by how friendly each of the booksellers I met was - from the folks at Barnes and Noble, to Fireside Books in the small town of West Bend. Booksellers love books and they love Young Adult fiction!  It truly is the people in a store that makes a difference.  They add what an online retailer never could - a personal connection and a love of story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me -- do you have a favorite bookstore?  What do you love about the bookstore experience compared to the online one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heather&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.heatherdavisbooks.com/"&gt;http://www.heatherdavisbooks.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Clearing ~ April 2010 HMH Graphia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never Cry Werewolf ~ Sept 2009 HarperTeen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-1421562230466946261?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/1421562230466946261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=1421562230466946261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/1421562230466946261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/1421562230466946261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/11/support-your-local-booksellers.html' title='Support your Local Booksellers!'/><author><name>Heather Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010941540615940287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18075820203506498094'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KSsKxpvO4zc/SvyAgBjY_hI/AAAAAAAAAtc/eg3ecNnFNs8/s72-c/NextChapter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-1773262404594001139</id><published>2009-11-10T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:25:01.601-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foodie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>The perfect sandwich</title><content type='html'>I've been on the road quite a bit since mid June. I've been to about 28 states and I've put over 15,000 miles on my new Honda Fit (her name is "Conniption"...or "Nippy" for short - LOL!) And in my travels, I have found that I am in search of the perfect sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love turkey. Not just for Thanksgiving or Christmas, but for every day of the week. I could eat a turkey sandwich for every meal quite honestly. But not everyone is as talented at making them as they should be. Sometimes it's the pressed/formed/chopped turkey meat that leaves you with heartburn and wishing you'd driven past the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A truly memorable turkey sandwich is one that has you searching out for the store in future towns, setting your GPS to get you there in time for the lunch rush. I have found several in my travels and here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jimmyjohns.com/"&gt;Jimmy John's&lt;/a&gt; Club Lulu - otherwise known as the #16 is fresh sliced turkey breast, bacon, lettuce, &amp;amp; mayo. I get it without tomato. The key to Jimmy John's sammiches is the bread. It's amazing. It's not too doughy or over powering. It's the perfect accompanyment to the rich deli meats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGL9PkSaBcs/SkW6mhJHgKI/AAAAAAAAHds/4j9aG511kuY/s400/03Mar24_JimmyJohns_DSCN4163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.firehousesubs.com"&gt;Firehouse Subs&lt;/a&gt; - I first found this place near my parents' house in south Alabama and boy, did they win me over. The Club on a Sub consists of smoked turkey breast and Virginia honey ham topped with Monterey Jack Cheese and crispy Bacon, served hot and “Fully Involved” - which means all the fixings. You know me, though, I get it with lettuce and mayo. This is a serious sub that can be halved between two people to save a little cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.foodiebytes.com/image/200x200/t/chain_menu_item/fbb47a19e2087899347fe2d0523adf79.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little find was &lt;a href="http://www.roanoke.com/entertainment/insideout/eat/wb/195881"&gt;Geonetti's Specialty Subs&lt;/a&gt; in Roanoke, VA. They bake their turkey, ham, and bacon club and layer on some light mayo. Totally nummy and delicious. Sorry...no pic of the sammich...just a pic of the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogs.roanoke.com/rtblogs/storefront/files/2008/10/geonettis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.subway.com/subwayroot/index.aspx"&gt;Subway &lt;/a&gt;- when in a pinch, I'll go with their Subway Melt. it's made with lean and tender sliced turkey, ham and crispy bacon topped with melted cheese and served hot with your choice of fresh vegetables and condiments on freshly baked bread. Mmm. Not exactly on par with Jimmy John's and the other places, but the most convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.subway.com/applications/menu/images/400_x/400x300_subwaymelt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a New Englander, I do truly cherish the after-Thanksgiving day turkey sandwich made with leftovers of turkey, dressing, cranberry sauce and mayo on wheat toast. A lot of restaurants in New England serve it as a "Pilgrim" sandwich. Had one recently on the road at &lt;a href="http://www.dangelos.com/"&gt;D'Angelo's&lt;/a&gt; and they made themselves proud with it...a side of turkey gravy came with it for dipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dangelos.com/images/toastedturk_gravy_07.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there you have it. My obsession with the turkey sandwich. Do you have a sandwich obsession? What's your fav? Who makes it the best? Let us hear what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marleygibson.com/"&gt;Marley = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's better for Halloween than some ghost hunting?&lt;br /&gt;GHOST HUNTRESS: THE AWAKENING&lt;br /&gt;GHOST HUNTRESS: THE GUIDANCE&lt;br /&gt;- from Houghton Mifflin Harcourt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-1773262404594001139?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/1773262404594001139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=1773262404594001139' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/1773262404594001139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/1773262404594001139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/11/perfect-sandwich.html' title='The perfect sandwich'/><author><name>Marley Gibson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11645678180669587782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05237529489993702401'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGL9PkSaBcs/SkW6mhJHgKI/AAAAAAAAHds/4j9aG511kuY/s72-c/03Mar24_JimmyJohns_DSCN4163.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-3795673436446564906</id><published>2009-11-09T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T06:30:00.202-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how to hook  a hottie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chase crawford'/><title type='text'>Big Thanks and the Winner(s)!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to all of you who jumped in to help me “Choose My Hottie” last week. I needed to find a celeb who my 15 year-old book heroine could be crushing on--who was unmarried, had a great smile, and thriving career. I got some wonderful comments and suggestions, and carefully considered them all, especially the advice to put my heroine’s personality first in the decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to go with Chase Crawford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnt88QHqAA/SvYTDxHP58I/AAAAAAAABvM/ZNGmEuWsrlU/s1600-h/Chase.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401525758521763778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnt88QHqAA/SvYTDxHP58I/AAAAAAAABvM/ZNGmEuWsrlU/s320/Chase.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nothing against the others--especially Twilight’s Robert Pattison, you understand, just that Chase seemed like the best fit.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for the winner of a signed copy of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/How-Hook-Hottie-Tina-Ferraro/dp/0385734387/ref=pd_bxgy_b_img_b"&gt;How to Hook a Hottie &lt;/a&gt;chosen by my handy-dandy random number generator): &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ELNICE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elnice, please e-mail me at admin@tinaferraro.com with your contact information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks again to all of you for your help and support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina Ferraro&lt;br /&gt;Top Ten Uses for an Unworn Prom Dress&lt;br /&gt;How to Hook a Hottie&lt;br /&gt;The ABC’s of Kissing Boys&lt;br /&gt;www.tinaferraro.com &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-3795673436446564906?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/3795673436446564906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=3795673436446564906' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/3795673436446564906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/3795673436446564906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/11/big-thanks-and-winners.html' title='Big Thanks and the Winner(s)!'/><author><name>TinaFerraro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14356148823775352938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10905012662805472827'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnt88QHqAA/SvYTDxHP58I/AAAAAAAABvM/ZNGmEuWsrlU/s72-c/Chase.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-7190297147773288018</id><published>2009-11-07T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:48:48.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you're getting old when...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You think the dad or the teacher on a show is actually more attractive than the male lead! A file example of this is the show that I've started watching after a lot of peer-pressure from my friends (I, however, am not to old for peer pressure!). The show is none other than &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GLEE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The basic story is that a high school Spanish teacher wants to relive his glory days and decides to resurrect the school Glee Club with a cool team of so-called misfit teenagers who sing, dance, rumble and terrorize each other into our hearts on Wednesday nights. The musical numbers are just awesome, those kids are so very talented. The cast also represents today's youth: Latinas, black women who are more than just that, gay kids, punk Asian kids, disabled kids, a great mix of characters who all share a passion for the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The male lead of Glee Club is Finn, a jock who wants to be more, and he will be...he's going to be the daddy of his girlfriend's baby....or is he? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401419502563361122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciY5uCZSA7c/SvWya20oAWI/AAAAAAAABRM/F4sf3aBAtxs/s320/picresized_glee1.jpg" /&gt;This is Finn with the "other" woman in his life, the female lead of Glee Club, Rachel who is in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite is of course the teacher. 30 year old Will Shuster played beautifully by Matthew Morrison. Will is the leader of this rag-tag little group and has problems of his own. His wife of 5 years is expecting their first child....or is she?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this man's voice and dance skills! I completely feel that he steals this show from the younger kids and always love "Will and Emma" focused forbidden love episodes.  I hear Matthew is making his own album...can't wait for that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401419498471414322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciY5uCZSA7c/SvWyanlB2jI/AAAAAAAABRE/99eOJJV_0Zg/s320/matthew-morrison.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, who is Emma? Watch the show to find out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm off to continue my NaNo goals...I am 8K in and very behind! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dona Sarkar-Mishra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-7190297147773288018?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/7190297147773288018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=7190297147773288018' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/7190297147773288018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/7190297147773288018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-know-youre-getting-old-when.html' title='You know you&apos;re getting old when...'/><author><name>Dona Sarkar-Mishra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01777520950899454720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12991736671678154341'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciY5uCZSA7c/SvWya20oAWI/AAAAAAAABRM/F4sf3aBAtxs/s72-c/picresized_glee1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-5315337214520955220</id><published>2009-11-06T03:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T04:08:12.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>These guys suck, but I still love them.</title><content type='html'>I decided to go with my favorite vampire hotties today. Even if the thought of a guy sucking your blood completely turns you off, you still have to admit these guys are hot (I guess they are actually cold, but you know what I mean).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/SvQMngBRQmI/AAAAAAAABT4/sCweCxY9VOk/s1600-h/vampire-diaries-paul-wesley-stefan-salvatore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400955725873758818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/SvQMngBRQmI/AAAAAAAABT4/sCweCxY9VOk/s400/vampire-diaries-paul-wesley-stefan-salvatore.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you aren't watching the CW's The Vampire Diaries, you are really missing out. This is turning into a really great show. My favorite character is Stefan Salvatore played by Paul Wesley. Stefan isn't your typical bloodsucker. He only feeds off animal blood and spends all of his time running around trying to keep Elena safe and clean up his brother Damon's messes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/SvQMna0GtyI/AAAAAAAABTw/uFnxMz1Czfo/s1600-h/ian-somerhalder-vampire-diaries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400955724476364578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/SvQMna0GtyI/AAAAAAAABTw/uFnxMz1Czfo/s400/ian-somerhalder-vampire-diaries.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Damon Salvatore is your typical vampire bad boy. I didn't give Ian Somerhalder a second glance when he played Boone on LOST, but he cannot be ignored as Damon. As vampires go, Damon is probably one of the worst. He is constantly killing or turning someone. He's kind of awesome. Just ask Tera, she'll tell you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/SvQMnLnAmnI/AAAAAAAABTo/tzWfPPIYVcA/s1600-h/eric-true-blood-7574142-433-612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400955720394906226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/SvQMnLnAmnI/AAAAAAAABTo/tzWfPPIYVcA/s400/eric-true-blood-7574142-433-612.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eric Northman, yummy. I hated Eric in the first season of True Blood. I thought his character was just way too obnoxious. Then he got a hair cut. I'm serious, that's all it took for him to quickly become one of my favorite characters. Yeah, I'm kind of superficial like that. I'm looking forward to more of a relationship between Eric and Sookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/SvQMnIjEeFI/AAAAAAAABTg/UMbQ8Dzp0pE/s1600-h/bill-true-blood-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400955719573076050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/SvQMnIjEeFI/AAAAAAAABTg/UMbQ8Dzp0pE/s400/bill-true-blood-poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And last but not least, Bill Compton. Who doesn't love a Southern gentleman? Bill can be pretty fierce but he's a pretty good guy for the most part. He is always so sweet with Sookie, even when she is being super annoying and I would have smacked her. I just hoped that whoever kidnapped him is taking very good care of him until the next season starts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is your favorite bloodsucker? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy weekend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steph&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;www.stephaniehale.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-5315337214520955220?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/5315337214520955220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=5315337214520955220' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/5315337214520955220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/5315337214520955220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/11/these-guys-suck-but-i-still-love-them.html' title='These guys suck, but I still love them.'/><author><name>stephhale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15836703686468306571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07395719885171671659'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/SvQMngBRQmI/AAAAAAAABT4/sCweCxY9VOk/s72-c/vampire-diaries-paul-wesley-stefan-salvatore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-2784158542990945999</id><published>2009-11-04T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T10:02:23.812-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghosts'/><title type='text'>Books, Boys, and Boooooos!</title><content type='html'>How was everyone's Halloween? Hope it was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, the winner of my Halloween contest (both GHOST HUNTRESS books and a copy of THE OTHER SIDE: A TEEN'S GUIDE TO GHOST HUNTING AND THE PARANORMAL) is....&lt;drum&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Lucile aka Book Sp(l)ot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please contact me with your snail mail address at &lt;em&gt;marley_gibson AT yahoo DOT com&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we've got a boys theme going this week, I'll sign off with a report from my school visit to Boston College High School. It's an all-boys private school here in Boston and it's very prestigious. I spoke to two groups: one was the middle school book club where we talked about the GHOST HUNTRESS series and the paranormal and the second was the senior AP writing class where we talked about the publishing world. Great kids and a fabulous time with them. Here I am with a few students and the amazing librarian, Tia Esposito, who brought me in. I just loved visiting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Marley Gibson-BCHigh by MHGibson, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/66516377@N00/4074966005/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Marley Gibson-BCHigh" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2782/4074966005_8643196c6b.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Halloween night, my sweetie and I went to see &lt;a href="http://www.paranormalmovie.com/?gclid=CLSAm7L28Z0CFaM45QodcF09Lg"&gt;PARANORMAL ACTIVITY&lt;/a&gt;, which I think was very well done. So funny, all last week leading up to Halloween, I had a ton of radio interviews and every single one of them asked me what I thought of the movie. I guess as a ghost huntress myself, I have some credibility when it comes to things like that, eh? Well, I thought the movie was brilliant. Filmed for $11,000, no crew, a cast of a handful, very suspenseful and accurate towards some of the tools actual investigators use. I thought the special effects were realistic and well done, but I wanted to smack Micah. He never listened to Katie. He kept dabbling in something he had no business dabbling in. And he brought in a Ouija board into the house...uh-uh...no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.giantmag.com/wp-content/uploads//2009/09/paranormal-activity-movie-poster12-300x444.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I won't spoil the plot if you haven't seen it. I highly recommend the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen it yet? What did you think? Did it scare the patookie out of you? LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marleygibson.com/"&gt;Marley = )&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-2784158542990945999?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/2784158542990945999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=2784158542990945999' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/2784158542990945999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/2784158542990945999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/11/books-boys-and-boooooos.html' title='Books, Boys, and Boooooos!'/><author><name>Marley Gibson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11645678180669587782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05237529489993702401'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-8482470647622855817</id><published>2009-11-03T07:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T07:29:45.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadline Girl</title><content type='html'>I am currently racing toward a December 1st dealine, so no time for a real blog post. Instead, I give you a snapshot of what I'm staring at for hours each day while writing my first draft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/11/03/263.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/11/03/s_263.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm not admitting my current page count (editors are watching, you know) I will say that I hope to have my draft done in two to three weeks. Yeehah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;TLC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. MY. GODS. and GODDESS BOOT CAMP (out now!)&lt;br /&gt;FORGIVE MY FINS (coming June 1, 2010)&lt;br /&gt;http://www.teralynnchilds.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-8482470647622855817?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/8482470647622855817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=8482470647622855817' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/8482470647622855817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/8482470647622855817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/11/deadline-girl.html' title='Deadline Girl'/><author><name>Tera Lynn Childs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11356017077011774393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15164290059551199233'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-8295151774241479519</id><published>2009-11-01T09:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T09:33:04.996-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robert pattison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how to hook  a hottie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chase crawford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael phelps'/><title type='text'>The "Help Me Hook a Hottie" Giveaway</title><content type='html'>Okay, to be more precise, let's call this the "Help Me CHOOSE a Hottie Giveaway." Here's what's going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my work-in-progress, I need to choose a hot celeb for my 15 year-old heroine to be crazy about. He should be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--popular with today's teen girls&lt;br /&gt;--someone who seems to be establishing a career (so when readers pick up the book down the road, there is instant name recognition).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it would be great if:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--he was unmarried&lt;br /&gt;--he had a great smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are three candidates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Robert Pattison&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnt88QHqAA/Su3GGNNnXcI/AAAAAAAABuM/1aXPX0c0Sj4/s1600-h/robert-pattinson_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnt88QHqAA/Su3GGNNnXcI/AAAAAAAABuM/1aXPX0c0Sj4/s400/robert-pattinson_l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399189338215374274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Phelps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnt88QHqAA/Su3DnhZlq8I/AAAAAAAABt8/y5cjj2pFWxI/s1600-h/MichaelPhelpsPicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399186612035103682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnt88QHqAA/Su3DnhZlq8I/AAAAAAAABt8/y5cjj2pFWxI/s400/MichaelPhelpsPicture.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chase Crawford&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnt88QHqAA/Su3D_4Gx2rI/AAAAAAAABuE/uvkmV9xyvUw/s1600-h/Chase.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399187030447086258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnt88QHqAA/Su3D_4Gx2rI/AAAAAAAABuE/uvkmV9xyvUw/s400/Chase.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Weigh in on these hotties and/or name others. And next Monday--to thank those who entered--I will randomly choose and then name a winner to get a signed copy of my book, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/How-Hook-Hottie-Tina-Ferraro/dp/0385734387/ref=pd_bxgy_b_img_b"&gt;How to Hook a Hottie.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina Ferraro&lt;br /&gt;Top Ten Uses for an Unworn Prom Dress&lt;br /&gt;How to Hook a Hottie&lt;br /&gt;The ABC’s of Kissing Boys&lt;br /&gt;www.tinaferraro.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-8295151774241479519?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/8295151774241479519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=8295151774241479519' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/8295151774241479519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/8295151774241479519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/11/help-me-hook-hottie-giveaway.html' title='The &quot;Help Me Hook a Hottie&quot; Giveaway'/><author><name>TinaFerraro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14356148823775352938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10905012662805472827'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnt88QHqAA/Su3GGNNnXcI/AAAAAAAABuM/1aXPX0c0Sj4/s72-c/robert-pattinson_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-1883987791045954872</id><published>2009-10-30T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T04:47:45.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you do scary?</title><content type='html'>I'm not ashamed to admit it, I'm a total scary movie wuss. I wasn't always like this. I used to be first in line at the latest scary movie flick. Michael Myers and Jason Voorhees were my besties. These days...not so much. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398357881665775890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/SurR5EMeaRI/AAAAAAAABTY/obiiIWLaabw/s400/Michael07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/SurRCDq0YXI/AAAAAAAABTI/9dVnMt-A5p8/s1600-h/jasonvoorheesnew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 337px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398356936631804274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/SurRCDq0YXI/AAAAAAAABTI/9dVnMt-A5p8/s400/jasonvoorheesnew.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day I was at my friends house and she had these motion-detecting Halloween lights hung up. I walked by them and they started playing that creepy music from Friday the 13th. I swear I about jumped out of my skin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it might have something to do with growing up and realizing my own mortality. When I was a teen, I thought I was invincible. I knew I wouldn't be some wimpy chick who would wander around in the dark by myself just to get offed by some weirdo with a mask. These days Jason wouldn't have to worry about stabbing me because I'd probably die of a heart attack the minute I saw him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you a scary movie wuss like me or do you like your movies bloody? And what is your favorite scary movie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Halloween everyone and don't forget to scroll down two posts to enter Marley's contest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stephanie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stephaniehale.com/"&gt;http://www.stephaniehale.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-1883987791045954872?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/1883987791045954872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=1883987791045954872' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/1883987791045954872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/1883987791045954872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/10/do-you-do-scary.html' title='Do you do scary?'/><author><name>stephhale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15836703686468306571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07395719885171671659'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jjKUcRxagUM/SurR5EMeaRI/AAAAAAAABTY/obiiIWLaabw/s72-c/Michael07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-4032899380118091552</id><published>2009-10-29T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T18:17:28.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to read your Halloween Stories, too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KSsKxpvO4zc/Suo8x2Gp5HI/AAAAAAAAAs0/hDmx36cxWRs/s1600-h/vamp-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398193930391643250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KSsKxpvO4zc/Suo8x2Gp5HI/AAAAAAAAAs0/hDmx36cxWRs/s320/vamp-sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KSsKxpvO4zc/Suo8mwpwMYI/AAAAAAAAAss/rOkptkFa0Xg/s1600-h/vamp-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a quick post to say remember to enter Buzz Girl Marley's book giveaway contest (see yesterday's post). &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; All you have to do is tell us your best Halloween story and Marley will pick a lucky winner to win two of her spookiest books.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me, I'm gearing up for tomorrow night!  I'll be doing a signing with Liz Gallagher, Cherie Priest, and Kevin Emerson in Seattle's Ballard neighborhood.  I think Buzz Girl Dona Sarkar will be there, too.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm supposed to dress up... so far, I've got kitty ears.  That's it people - kitty ears.  Help!  What on earth am I going to be?  My dad said I should be an ear of corn, but that is not cool.  I mean, love ya dad, but corn?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't forget to spill those stories in Marley's comments section from yesterday.  I can't wait to read about your spookiest, ookiest Halloween.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hugs!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heather&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.heatherdavisbooks.com/"&gt;www.heatherdavisbooks.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never Cry Werewolf - HarperTeen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Clearing - April 12, 2010 HMH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-4032899380118091552?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/4032899380118091552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=4032899380118091552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/4032899380118091552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/4032899380118091552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-want-to-read-your-halloween-stories.html' title='I want to read your Halloween Stories, too!'/><author><name>Heather Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11010941540615940287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18075820203506498094'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KSsKxpvO4zc/Suo8x2Gp5HI/AAAAAAAAAs0/hDmx36cxWRs/s72-c/vamp-sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33681077.post-5083811854904079603</id><published>2009-10-28T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T07:03:22.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghosts'/><title type='text'>My Halloween History</title><content type='html'>Halloween has long been an...interesting holiday for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my first costume and trick or treating outing was me in a white bedsheet with the eye holes cut out and me carrying a plastic pumpkin and tooling around town with my cousin, Ben, and my friend, Melissa. We gathered a plethora of candy that night, however, I couldn't eat any of it until it was inspected for razor blades...it was the scare back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img4.realsimple.com/images/08family/kid-ghost-costume_300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my school, we always had this kick @ss Halloween carnival. In second grade, I was up for Halloween festival queen. It was a fundraising thing. The girl who raised the most money won the crown. My brother, a senior, was working the admission gate for the Halloween carnival and he asked everyone entering if they'd give a donation for his sister to become the queen. With his help, I came in second place! I won a red velvet cake that year in the cake walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.candlemaking.com/store/images/redvelvetcake1.jpg" width="349" height="465" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I worked my way through school, my homerooms hosted different activities for the Halloween carnival. Second grade was the pick up ducks, fifth was the country store where we sold davinity, cookies, and other homemade items. Nineth was the go fish booth where you tossed a fishing pole over a sheet and pulled back a bag full of goodies. Junior year was the haunted house where we all slapped on fake blood and rubber masks and scared hell and four dollars out of all the younger kids. We also had the hay ride where we all piled into the back of a truck, steered through the woods behind the school where each load was attacked by water balloons by hidden seniors. Sadly, some little kid got upset by it and the school discontinued it. So, my senior year, we hosted a Monster Mash. Three tickets to dance with the senior of your choice in this semi-disco in our home room. Cheesy...yes, but a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/66516377@N00/2964640686/" title="HalloweenCarnival2 by MHGibson, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3220/2964640686_570b651b74.jpg" width="451" height="500" alt="HalloweenCarnival2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sophomore year, I was riding around town with some friends of mine when we came upon one of the city's cemeteries. Quicker than a flash, they attempted to leave me and my friend, Daphne, in the cemetery by ourselves. Being the smart girls that we were, we both tackled one of the football player guys who were trying to ditch us. We spent the next hour and a half huddling together for warmth around creepy gravestones. Daphne and I were the picture of bravery...the football players...not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.screamstress.com/files/2008/05/dark-cemetery.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College brought less mischieviousness and more mayhem. Fraternity parties. My best costume in my college years was as a Navy Blue Crayola. Brilliant costume, if I must say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/184/471804590_82dd0505ae.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, I find myself not at a party or dressed as something crazy-cool or hip...rather, I'm in my jeans, hoodie, and tennies and I'm walking around a haunted location with my K2 meter, my digital voice recorder, and my camera. And I wouldn't have it any other way. I have learned so much in my ghost hunting research. I have met so many wonderful people who aren't creepy or weird or anything like that...rather they are spiritually grounded, faithfully based, and eager to try and seek out what's on The Other Side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/66516377@N00/2981377014/" title="CAGCKIH3 by MHGibson, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3292/2981377014_0554a04706.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="CAGCKIH3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a giveaway this Halloween, I am offering up a copy of my two (so far) GHOST HUNTRESS books - &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Ghost-Huntress-Book-1-Awakening/dp/0547150938/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1256712747&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;THE AWAKENING&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Ghost-Huntress-Book-2-Guidance/dp/0547150946/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1256712747&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;THE GUIDANCE&lt;/a&gt; and my non-fiction how to book, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Other-Side-Teens-Hunting-Paranormal/dp/0547258291/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1256712747&amp;amp;sr=8-3"&gt;THE OTHER SIDE: A TEEN'S GUIDE TO GHOST HUNTING AND THE PARANORMAL&lt;/a&gt; for the commenter who leaves their best Halloween story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy hauntings to you all!&lt;br /&gt;Marley = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Today is my Dad's 83rd birthday!  Fresh from a triple bypass, he's doing well and is at home celebrating his special day.  Love ya Joe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33681077-5083811854904079603?l=yawriters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/feeds/5083811854904079603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33681077&amp;postID=5083811854904079603' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/5083811854904079603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33681077/posts/default/5083811854904079603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yawriters.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-halloween-history.html' title='My Halloween History'/><author><name>Marley Gibson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11645678180669587782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05237529489993702401'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry></feed>