Way that is…
#TBT (And I still suck 😅)
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To All the #Squirrels I Loved Before
Sam & Sally Scarecrow (Friday’s Free-for-All)
Hey y’all, HaPpY Friday!
This Friday’s free-for-all brings you an Oktoberfest treat.
A quick aside about this short story picture book…
I received news from Amazon about the launch of Kindle Create encouraging me to give it a try, it’s a software program that is supposed to make a writer’s life a little easier. Some of you may know that I have been rejecting neglecting KDP for a while now but hey, I’m not one to hold a grudge. 😉 Anywho… I decided to give it a go.
So there I was uploading photos and tinkering with the fonts and themes and BOOM! Sam & Sally Scarecrow came to life.
Ahhh, I can’t wait for you all to meet these wacky characters who may or may not have been inspired by my crazy family. 😜
At any rate, I have to admit it was nothing but pure pleasure putting this little short together. So grab your free copy today (Friday’s free-for-all) and don’t forget to tell your friends to grab a copy too.
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Happy Equinoxes
The autumn aequus nox, or equal night starts here in the northern hemisphere this evening while spring begins for the folks in the southern hemisphere. Yep, it is a topsy-turvy world we live in but thank goodness the falling [Fall…fall-ing, Get it? 😀 ] prices at google books is not affected by hemispheres… or asteroids… or lame humor. 😉
It’s out of the flip-flops and back in the Reebok’s and long pants dug out of the dust
So long to the tank tops, bikinis and cut offs and lawn chairs left lying to rust…
– Summer Adieu, Janna Hill
My soul beckoned from a wintry slumber. Fretful and anxious; weary and depressed, fearful you had abandoned me…
and then as promised, you appeared….
– Another Spring, Janna Hill
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Leave a Damn Message (Mad Monday)
You know what irks me more than someone sticking a dirty finger in my food?
People who call and don’t leave a message!
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Wordless Wednesday (MORE)
Tuesday’s Tell All (As If)
As If
As if your shoulder brushing
against my breast in a crowded room
meant anything to me…
As if your smile would thaw my frosty heart…
As if your constant assurance could overcome my cynicism…
As if the invisible boulevard would never rise up and beckon.
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The street lamp glows in the bleached mist only three floors below us.
I blow streams of smoke into the black night and hum to the drone of the unseen road.
Be steel my bleating heart!
Be quiet! Be silent, hard steel.
As if wearing your tee shirt made us lovers.
I bought the photo above from Pixabay for a cup of coffee because I did not have one that resonated with the poem I wanted to share in this Tuesday’s Tell All. I took the photo below which eventually became the book cover for Getting Me Back.
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Mad Monday (The other Janna Hill)
I get some interesting questions from time to time and usually love to answer them but when you get the same few questions over and over and over …
Are you still doing voice over? …
What’s it like being a puppet? …
Is so & so still alive? …
What ever happened to? …
It makes one wonder what the hell are you talking about and when one wonders they google, in this case they google themselves.
Don’t act like you’ve never googled yourself. 😉
So I googled Janna Hill
Declaring I am the real Janna Hill apparently is not enough.
There is always someone, someone, someone claiming to be the real Janna Hill, that is until the bills come due.
Scary huh?!
Let me be clear on this Mad Monday, I am not mad at those asking questions (I am quiet amused by most questions) and I am not mad at those playfully pretending to be the real Janna Hill (I encourage it – it’s funny) but I am mad at Google. That’s right Google – I am mad at you! Google that!
Do you see the problem?
They have combined two popular Janna Hills’ into one bio.
Sooo me [being the fixer I am] contacted Google to remedy the error.
After tirelessly sending supporting link after link after link after link and documenting me as the author of said books I really thought the matter would be solved but nope!
I see how some of our photos might even seem like the same person. . . NOT!
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A few days later I received the following response:
“Thank you for submitting feedback on Google Search. You’re receiving this email to update you about your submission. We determined no changes to Janna Hill were needed based on your feedback.”
What???
I am The Real Janna Hill (I have a tee shirt to prove it)
AND I am a google reviewer [technically a local guide] so one would think my input would carry a teensy bit of influence.
But nooo! How dare I be so arrogant?
So I will answer here the best I can regarding the other Janna Hill.
The other Janna Hill is apparently no longer doing voice over, the above link reports she is deceased (c. 1993) and survived by at least one daughter. I do not know about other cast members of Captain Scarlet and the Mysterons but hopefully this link to Fandom will help you.
My condolences to her fans and RIP other awesome Janna Hill
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Tuesday’s Tell All (Three Cheers for Commando)
Just FYI I’ve been a little more adventurous lately. I don’t know why – do I need a reason?
Okay we’ll call it a mid-life crisis. But if it is mid-life that means I will live to be well over one hundred years old. Oh lord, I’m not sure that is a good thing.
Hey, speaking of good things, you know what’s NOT?!
Thongs!
It’s a string (hence being called a thong) with a triangular bit of material cut in such a way to cover the symphysis pubis. You know – the lower lady parts… the mound (where nowadays the lawn is scalped)… the rug (where if there is any carpet it more than likely does not match the drapes)… the… well You know!
Lord I’m having a hot flash or a blushing fit; I don’t know why I am trying to explain something everyone over five years old already understands.
Maggie and Linda wouldn’t blush. Heck, their mothers wouldn’t blush — they would all wear thongs. They would all do things too — terrible things I might have done wouldn’t do but they would probably be ashamed of me airing my dirty laundry so to speak. But hey, I’m among friends, right? I’m just living out loud and flinging cake against the wall. 😉
Anyway, back to my story with a slight digression.
I tried to wear one of the darn crack-crawling, butt-scratching, awkward little invaders years ago because they were supposed to be sexy. Yeah. Well. Digression complete.
As I mentioned earlier I’ve been feeling adventurous. Did you notice the polka dot explosion of color going on with my fingernails? And that even holding the thong is somewhat awkward. 
I do have to admit the scrap of material is more comfortable than it was two decades ago. As a matter of fact it’s so comfortable one might forget to pull it down when they go to use the restroom and then have to peel the damn soggy thing off and you’ve got pee on your hands and — I mean, I’ve heard that could happen.
Okay the useless thing is more comfortable but I still don’t get it – it serves no real purpose. If all you’re worried about is panty lines you might as well go commando, am I right?
No?
Well ladies [& gents] if you like your thongs, keep your thongs and wear that hanky thread proudly but as for me…
Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray!
**** Maggie and Linda are characters from the Clan Destiny Series, so are their mothers ****
The Real Janna Hill in 