During the Corona virus epidemic, most of us have spent more time at home. We have cooked, baked, cleaned, renovated, reorganized, agonized and written. I can say I have done all of these things. Writing was put on the back burner for awhile during our renovation, but that was completed and I am back to the computer.
My new book, HANGING GIRL, is in the last stages of editing and will soon be sent to a copy editor and then to those fabulously smart people who format it for paperback and digital content. Apparently, that is something one can do for themselves but I have not the time or temperament. Just like I don’t like to mess with numbers. Somehow it always frustrates me.
Look for notice in the near future for pre-orders. I’m excited about this one, but then I’m always excited when I get near the end of a book. I hope you will be too.
My son has been out of prison now for almost two years. Gee, time has passed quickly for me, but has it for him? I’d like to think so, but I know that is not true. Some of his days and nights, particularly in the beginning just after release, were long. He was not able to sleep, was afraid and anxious most of the time, had a hard time getting used to the outside and in general was up and down depending on the day.
In the first few weeks, it was like he was waiting for them to come and take him back. The only thing that made it easier was that he was across the country from his last incarceration in Florida. Now things are a lot better and I think most of the fear and anxiety are gone. He seems to be a lot more settled and…
I don’t know where you live, but I live in Las Vegas and it is hot here. It was 110 the other day. And, there is a heat wave across the country. Now imagine being stuck in a 6 X 9 prison cell in the southeast without air conditioning. Across the country there are 13 states that do not provide air conditioning and or heating throughout their prisons.
My son, who is out and doing extremely well now, was in solitary in Lewisburg, PA. There wasn’t any air conditioning in the summer nor was there any heat in the winter. I would get letters from him with sweat stains from perspiration dropping on the paper. In the winter, he slept in his sweats with two blankets and was still freezing every night.
Fortunately, he was healthy and survived, but what about all those ageing or sick inmates who are susceptible…
It took me awhile, but I finally figured out how to insert links on my blog to my books on Amazon. First you have to become an affiliate. (Just because you have a book on amazon does not mean you are an affiliate.)
Fill out the form, which you can find a link for at the bottom of Amazon pages – Become an Affiliate. You will be directed on how to fill out the form.
Once you are an affiliate, search for your book and look at the top of the page for the Amazon Associates Site Stripe and choose “Get Link.” You should be able to link either an image, a text or both. Once you choose it, copy and paste into your blog. Easy as that!
Frankly, if I can do it anyone can. The first image below is my text link to my newest book, Surviving La Bestia. (The perilous journey of two children leaving their dangerous home in Honduras, on a desperate trip to America) The second image is the text link to my first book, Waiting on the Outside. When you click on either one, you will be directed to my books. While you’re at it…buy one! Waiting on the Outside is an eyeopener for anyone who has or has had children, family or friends with problems which have led to incarceration. Surviving La Bestia is great for anyone who wants a mesmerizing read about immigrants and the difficulties they incur trying to reach the promised land.
We joined the Sun City Anthem RV Club for their annual trip to Rocky Point, Puerto Penasco, Mexico. Twenty-two rigs left on October 10, 2018. First stop, Saddle Mountain RV Park in Tucson, Arizona. Our journey there took us through booming Lake Havasu. How that place has changed in the last few years.
We arrived at the border the next day with little notice from the Mexican border guards. They didn’t even stop most of us or ask for our passports! Then we navigated the next 62 miles to our destination, passing by the beautiful Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument biosphere. The organ pipe, saguaro, hedgehog, and ocotillo cactus were spectacular.
Our wagon Master, Roy and his sidekick, Joanie had made the reservations the year before and our sites were all arranged. The first five days were a little challenging with extremely high winds whipping around our rigs at night and blowing everything off the tables during the day.
The rest of our time there was beautiful with great warm weather, calm seas and gorgeous sunsets. As it was early for “snow bird” season, we had the beach mostly to ourselves. The RV park was fairly full though. Oh yes, there were a lot, and I mean a lot of pesky flies due to a recent hurricane that passed through.
Special margaritas and fabulous appetizers were in abundance for our happy hours. On a few evenings, some of us might have imbibed in one too many of those great margaritas.
Other nights we were YOYO. (You’re on your own) Most of us joined one of the small groups going out to sample the local food, trying out restaurants from “Taco Tuesday” at a nearby condo building, shrimp on the dock downtown, to the exclusive Pane-vino on top of the hill above town.
Some of the ladies and a few men shopped on “Rodeo Drive” and in the city shopping area called El Malecon. Some bought dishes, some jewelry and some just junk for the yard. I fell into the last category. Wonder how those iron Ocotillo and ceramic quail will look in our yard?
We had two “razors” with us and there were a couple of off road rides. One of them ended with a bent rear axle. Thank goodness all involved were safe with only one minor injury.
A few of our group went sightseeing to a volcano area, some went to the beach, and some went to the ER and Urgent care. A couple of our dogs needed medical care too. With that many people and pets, you never know what’s going to happen. There is always a small medical emergency of some kind. Luckily, everyone survived without any major problems.
The locals in Puerto Penasco are friendly, kind and courteous. It is a pleasure talking with them. They make the trip even more pleasant and interesting than just visiting a beach somewhere. The food is great -try Carmen’s breakfast burritos on the beach. The ocean is warm and salty due to being on the Sea of Cortez. Makes for wonderful floating in the ocean and gazing up at the sky.
On Our last night, we all went to Rosy’s Restaurant and had a fabulous Mexican dinner, along with some giant margaritas. All in all it was a great trip, and our sincere thanks went out to or wagon master and mistress, Roy and Joanie.