Share or delete

I don’t know how many of you are as tired of the craze of “share and you’ll have good luck,” etc. I have had about enough of it. I shall put it in words. I do not understand how sharing someone’s post is going to give you luck, good or bad. The ones that really get me are the ones that say, “If you love God, share this and he will bless you.” I wrote to the person who sent me the one I received that said, “If you love God, share this and he will do you a fav.”

I wrote back, “If you want a favor from God get on your knees and pray for it.” God already knows what we need. That post makes it seem you can bargain with God. I love God. I read his word daily. How is my sharing a post like this going to aid me or anyone else? It could send the wrong impression that God is like a supermarket where you can just tell him what you want and it will be delivered. It cheapens the concept of what God stands for. If I need something I’ll as God directly without sharing what amounts to a chain letter. I don’t do chain letters and I don’t share these sort of posts unless I find it worthy of being shared.


Taking a Step Back

I’ve had a lot of time in waiting rooms this week to sit and think. My glucose is high. All my other tests are good. Stress is a big factor in raising my glucose level. So I’ve spent a lot of time assessing where that stress is coming from. I just passed my 70th birthday. I don’t feel any older than I did at 69. Actually, my health has improved. But there is the pain I live with everyday. I would guess that also affects my glucose level. I decided to do something to reduce the stress.

I’m retired; my own boss. Any deadlines I have now are self imposed. With that in mind, I am going to rearrange my priorities. Writing is still high on that list but without the pressure of trying to do thing within a time frame. Well, maybe a loose time frame. Nothing is carved in stone. I am not seeking to achieve worldwide acclaim or write a million seller. I shall be the one who decides what is good for me. If I hurt too bad to work, I’ll curl up on the sofa with my heating pad. Nothing I’m doing is so important that it can’t wait until I feel better. I’m going to keep doing what I do but at a slower pace.

I’m still going to keep in touch with the friends I’ve made online. I’m going to transform my writing from something I dread to something I can once again enjoy. I don’t have to answer to anyone but God and myself. I’m not hurting anybody by slowing down. I’m helping myself to better mental and emotional health.

Self Analysis and Self Improvement

Self improvement has been a philosphy of mine as far back as I can remember. It has grown with me or I have grown with it. If I got a low grade at school, I strove to do better the next time. I follow that journey of self improvement today.

In order to know what I need to do to improve myself, I must know what I need to amend. That’s where self analysis comes in. Every now and then I take a step back and look at myself mentally. If I see something I don’t like, I make plans to change it. If I have a bad experience, I figure out the cause and try to avoid a repeat of that experince.

Life is a learning experience. If we don’t learn from our mistakes we are likely to repeat them. It has been a long journey for me. Even in the darkest hours, I have had hope. Every journey begins with the first step and one step at a time afterward.

Some improvements are simple; others take more time and endeavors to succeed. These changes don’t just drop out of the sky. It takes work and committement to yourself to achieve your goals. If you fall down, pick up and go on. Sometimes it is a battle of endurance.

Don’t miss the small successes. Put together they can be a huge success.
If you can’t figure out the problems, ask for help from someone you trust. Knowing you are making a difference in your future can make it all worthwhile.

Brain Dead

What do you do when your mind doesn’t want to write anymore? The muse is gone. I can figure out a scene in my head but when I sit down to write, it is gone and I stare at a blank screen. I have had a little success at typing additional paragraphs in my “new idea” books, but I just can’t do it for the western I am currently working on.

I have been reading instead of writing. All good mysteries. It has been a pleasant distraction but that doesn’t help my problem. I know I am dipressed but it goes further than that. I’m always depressed in the winter time. SADD.

I think my brain needs a jolt. I need someone to talk to someone face to face. I spend too much time alone. I need to reach out and “touch” someone. I did talk to my older sister last week and my younger sister stopped by on her way back to New York, but she didn’t stay long because she wanted to get home before dark. She lives back in the boonies from Andover.

Well, I’ve spent too much time complaining. Maybe I try writing just a little. There’s not much on TV that I want to watch.

I’m hoping that writing this post will help me to get back into the swing of things. I need to get back to writing.

By Lesley Fletcher

By Lesley Fletcher


5 Pillars of the Gypsy


By Lesley Fletcher




5 Pillars of the Gypsy is a book of poetry and abstract art. Ordinarily I would write a review telling about the book, the plot and the author. 5 Pillars of the Gypsy is no ordinary book. It hits me on a personal level so that is how I shall write the review.


The Art - I don’t particularly care for abstract art but some of Lesley’s work struck a chord with me. My favorite is Mixed Emotions. This painting brings to mind autumn leaves whirling in the breeze on a warm Indian Summer day. The gray background seems to portend the coming winter.


Another I like is Enchanted Forest where ghostly spirits seem to be emerging from among the trees. In the lower right hand corner is a figure seemingly bent forward in the direction she is turned. However if one looks closer, there is a second face where she is looking back over her shoulder.


Lesley is a master at subtle hidden meanings in her paintings using fine white lines that seem to disappear until one studies the paintings. Is the figure in the center of Swallowed a human head or an erect penis? Very thought provoking.


Sea Of Good Wishes is a beautiful painting that imparts a feeling of goodwill.


The Poetry – Lesley writes poetry that hits one in the heart, mind and soul. While her writing is spiritual it is not directed at any one religion but rather all religions. It celebrates love, life and peace, touching the heart and uplifting the soul.


Lesley herself is the
Gypsy as one can read in The Gypsy Restored, the finale of the book. This is a book that one can return to for peaceful succor and soulful healing. The combination of art and very good poetry touched my heart and awakened soul to soar through mystic clouds of love and peace.



By Ruth Ann Hixson, Freela

Books I read in 2012

1.  A Deadly July by Kay Brooks

2.  The Murder Channel by Kay Brooks**

3.  5 Pillars of the Gypsy by Lesley Fletcher*

4.  A Reason to Live by Matthew Iden*

5.  Beachside PD: The Gypsy Hunter by Neil Yuzuk

6.  Beachside PD: The Reluctant Knight

7.  Cold Currants by C.B. Suggs

8.  Cold Feet by Karen Pullen* *(Coming out Jan. 16)

9.  Devil in Disguise by Heather Huffman*

10. Family Traits by Scott Skipper

11. How to Save Your Daughter’s Life by Pat Brown

12. In the Blood by Scott Skipper

13. Inner Space by Merlin Frasier*

14. Katrina Castaways by Nancy Clark Townsend

15. Lost Secrets of Maya Technology by James A. O’Kon, P.E.

16. Realms of Gold by Terry Stanfill

17. Rip-Off by Mar Preston*

18. Skeleton Picnic by Michael Norman*

19. Soldiers Don’t Cry by Donna Brown

20. The Condrete Kiss by David Grace**

21. The Dark Side of Hope by Karen Krett, LCSW

22. The Diamond Seekers by David Coles and Jack Everett*

23. The Lost Civilizations Enigma by Philip Coppens

24. The Lost Worlds of Ancient America an anthology of articles edited by Frank Joseph

25. The Patient Survival Guide by Dr. Maryanne McGuckin

26. The Ripple Effect by Ken Coleman

27. Torn by Yolanda Klem*

28. Way Out of Line by Trish Jackson

*really goo reads

**exceptionally good reads

My Writing Portfolio

My published work:


Novels: No Plans for Love, Lost Memories

Poems: Dreams. Waiting accepted for a anthology to be published nex month.

Book reviews: 25 book reviews posted on Amazon

Books reviewed: 5 Pillars of the Gypsy, A Reason to Live, Beachside PD: A Reluctant Knight, Cold Currents, Cold Feet, Devil in Disguise, Family Traits, How to Save You Daughter’s Life, In the Blood, Inner Space–Book One, Katrina Castaways, Lost Secrets of Maya Technology, Realms of Gold, Rip-Off, Skeleton Picnic, The Dark Side of Hope, The Diamond Seekers, The Lost Civilizations Enigma, The Lost Worlds of Ancient Americas, The Patient Survival Guide, The Ripple Effect, Torn, Way Out of Line.

I also have a mystery novel in the works.


The Me-First Syndrome

The Me-First Syndrome strikes all ages, genders and races and it has become a national epidemic. It is characterized by a blatant disregard for others. Impatience is the most common sympton but disrespect for others is a close second. Though it more commonly hits young people, it can affect any age.

It is especially noticable in drivers who pull out in front of traffic, make unsignalled turns, and use obscene gestures to show their displeasure for drivers who get in their way. Sometimes the me-first syndrome becomes dramatically worse and turns into road rage.

It seems this also happens at MacDonalds drive-throughs. Just last night a couple accosted the man behind them because he honked his horn. The horn honker got out of his car and the confrontation turned physical with the horn honker getting stabbed. Once the police sorted it all out, all three were charged with varying degrees of assault. Police listed impatience as the cause of the confrontation.

I dread the Christmas season rush on Black Friday. Every year someone who is trying to be first gets knocked down, trampled or assaulted by someone else who is trying to be first. What happens to normally complacent individuals to turn them into raving maniacs for a Christmas sale?

The other side of the coin is the people who are still curteous, helpful and kind. I am not very tall. When I go shopping,  it is inevitable that something I want is on a top shelf. Every week I ask some tall person, to reach something for me. I have never been turned down. It always gives me a good feeling to know there are still people in the world who will help a short, old lady get a bottle of diet root beer from the top shelf.


Book Marketing 101


Book Marketing 101

By Charles Weinblatt

Charles Weinblatt’s book on marketing is a comprehensive compilation of instructions of how to successfully market your book at little or no cost to you.

Weinblatt’s career spanned 30 years as a psychiatric and vocational counselor and a higher education administrator. A retired University of Toledo director, Weinblatt has fiction and non-fiction books published.

In addition to Book Marketing 101, he has another non-fiction book, Job Seeking Skills forStudents. His fiction work includes Jacob’s Courage: A Holocaust Love Story, Runaway Ducks and a sci-fi book, Lost and Found.


Book Marketing tells how to put the internet to work for you plus other ways to get your name and your book title out to readers. The more places you post it the better chance that you will sell books. He explains how to link it all together so a reader can buy your book with one click of a mouse. And the best part of it is that most of it is free.

re is my review of Book Marketing 101:

Anatomy and writers

As writers we need to pay close attention that what we write is anatomically correct. I recentlly read a book where the main female character was shot in her upper chest. The bullet went all the way through making a hole in her scapula (shoulder blade). But in the next chapter the writer says it missed her lung. How is that possible? I learned a lot about lungs when my husband had surgery to remove part of his right lung because of cancer. The lung  (in the book) was up high enough that it would have been puntured and would probably have collapsed.

In No Plans for Love, I have an incident where the female main character had the breath knocked from her so bad she stopped breathing. An ER nurse was on the scene and promptly gave her mouth-to-mouth resusitation. The girl was still aware of what was happening though she couldn’t breathe. An editor told me that if she was conscious she didn’t need to be resustitated. I wrote back that I had written it from personal experience. It took me half an hour to be breathing properly. No ER nurse worth her salt is going to wait around that long to see if she can  breathe on her own. It’s still in the book. Believe me, not being able to breathe is not a fun experience.

In another novel by a very popular author, the female protagonist was a petite 5’2″ but she had long legs. In another novel, the main male character had green eyes in the first chapter, but in subsequent chapters, he had gray eyes.

Love scenes are something else. Especially when they are between a big man and a small woman. I am less than five feet tall. My husband was nearly six feet tall. I know from experience some of those things written are not anatomically possible unless both partners are contorionists.

In any written work, we as writers have a responsibility to our readers not to make these mistakes. We should at least have a working knowledge of the human body. If we don’t, it is not that difficult to find the necessary information, either in reference books or on the internet. And we must make certain that we get the details correct in subsequent chapters. I usually go back and read over my work if I am in doubt. I’d rather take the extra time to be sure than to publish a book that is incorrect.

We also need to be aware of what we have written in previous chapters so we don’t make mistakes that may confuse the reader.

An added note: my book No Plans for Love is now on Amazon Kindle.