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July 2015

Announcing Ned the Ninja's "Power in Numbers"

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So there's Ned, and we have a feeling he would be smiling even bigger if he wasn't so nervous over the lovely Adrianna to his left! But they are both pleased over this new story, which has Ned continuing to grow in many ways--but not without some hefty growing pains along the way. It doesn't help when your mysterious mentor isn't big on words and seems to like talking in code, either!

Power in Numbers is available in print and ebook on Amazon.com and in print on BN.com.

Thanks so much to Ned's growing number of fans and to the schools who have had Kea and Melissa in for workshops and assemblies! We hope you enjoy Power in Numbers and look forward to your reactions. To review any of Ned's stories, you'll find easy links here.


Adventures of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood

You know that feeling that comes over you in a flash when you are 'done' - body, mind, and soul? Maybe you have walked the mall or worked all day long, then ran errands, and now it's 98 degrees outside, 100% humidity, your feet are killing you and all you have to do is find your keys to make it through your front door so that you can fall onto the couch? One ... more ... step! Al ... most ... there!

Sometimes life in general just feels like that, doesn't it? Everything piles up, goes wrong, dumb little things roll into a growing snowball until you suddenly feel like Indiana Jones running from that monstrous boulder. I don't know about you, but I can't run that fast, I never have Indy's sort of luck on my side, and sometimes I just need a mental couch to fall onto before I scream loud enough for strangers to stare.

I had that couch, once a month, for about fourteen years. It was called canasta. I played the game with three friends -- and it was anything but a game for old ladies, thank you very much. (Old ladies could never handle our conversations.) We happily ate junk food, sometimes drank wine or sangria, had coffee, shared stories, advice, tears, and the sort of laughter that results in no sound coming out. In homage to the film, Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood, we called ourselves Ya-Yas, and at the end of every meeting, we pulled out our calendars to schedule the date and place for the next one. Pity the husband who dared to get out of watching the kids on a canasta night!

About one week before each meeting, we would call or text each other with phrases such as, "OMG ... thank God canasta is Friday", "I need a canasta! Now!", and "Is it Friday yet?" Because canasta was the couch to fall upon when operating on one last thread of energy and sanity. Only one ... more ... day ... to .... canasta!

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Love my Ya-Yas always!

 Anyone have ideas on how to play cards over Skype? Seriously.


Northeast Girl in Florida ... say what?

FullSizeRender (2)Without going into the nitty-gritty details of how and why I got here, I became a Florida resident last week. And the truth is, no matter how much I hem and haw and wish I could find a super-fast wormhole back to New Jersey, I am lucky to have a place here. Now, I've heard horrible things about Central Florida, but coming from New Jersey--recently voted worst state in the country by some poll's account, thank you very much!--such negativity really shouldn't phase me. I have also heard great things, for example, about how friendly people are down here. Even though I can't say much for sure about what I like and what I don't like about my new home, I can certainly say that people are friendly. And I like that. I just hope they stay that way when my New York / New Jersey roots show themselves. So far, I've kept them safely tucked away.

What do I mean by that?

THEY SAY:                                 I SAY:                           BUT I'M REALLY THINKING:

All y'all from NJ?                       Yep.                                I can deal with the y'all just fine. I might even decide                                                                                                 to start using it some day. The all y'all means 'all of                                                                                                 you' twice and it makes me twitch.

Ah, it's going to be very            I'm sure.                       By different, are we talking heat? Are we talking 
different from the                      (Chuckle, chuckle)      politics? Because I really don't want to talk politics. 
Northeast for all y'all               I hope to get used       By different do you mean better? Because the 
down here.                                  to the heat soon!         Northeast is just fine with me. Hey guy ... step off 
(Chuckle, chuckle)                                                             the Northeast!

Bless you...                                  (smile)                           I didn't sneeze. And I didn't say anything to warrant                                                        Uh, you too!                a blessing such as, 'Hey I just solved world hunger,'                                                                                               either. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate any                                                                                               blessings that come my way, but despite being                                                                                               Christian, I really don't know how to respond to such                                                                                               an impromptu blessing outside of church. My bad,                                                                                               I'm sure. But still....

Yeah, I might have a slight paranoia going on, and I'm sure it's just going to take a while to get used to Florida as a resident rather than vacationer. No doubt, it won't be easy to find a place for this fan girl mom to fit in. (So I can't wait for Star Wars Weekends in Disney next year!) The friends I have back home are worth their combined weight in platinum, and if it weren't for unlimited calling plans and social media, I wouldn't be sane enough to function at the moment. In the meantime, I suppose new experiences that seem bad at first can have benefits. Yesterday, there was a thunderstorm. Looking up, I was shocked at how the storm stretched across such a wide expanse of sky. The dark clouds were actually rolling in. And it scared me ... but it was thrilling. Bolts of lightning stabbed down at the earth like a movie scene, and I thought, I might become one of those people who love to watch storms. I suppose I'll revisit that idea after my first Florida hurricane.

Any advice for a newbie in Florida? 

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