Friday, February 8, 2019

PERSEVERING

The View from the Patio

February 7, 2019                                  Yolanda Renee © 2019

The View from the Patio is going to remain the same, but the viewer is off on another adventure. To keep the original goals made for the year I need to step away from the computer, except for writing of course.
I’ll miss you all, but damn, there’s only so much time in a day!
Wishing you all a warm winter, and a bright and colorful spring.
Until next time….
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The path from dreams to success does exist. May you have the vision to find it, the courage to get on to it, and the perseverance to follow it.
 Kalpana Chawla

You must enjoy the journey because whether or not you get there, you must have fun on the way. 
Kalpana Chawla










Wednesday, February 6, 2019

IWSG - Hobbies






 Question - Besides writing what other creative outlets do you have?

I’ve tried a few different things. Sewing, knitting, painting, cooking, and crafting. But I’ve not stuck with anything the way I have writing. I find these other options as a nice break when I need it.

  



The awesome co-hosts are
Raimey Gallant, Natalie Aguirre, CV Grehan, and Michelle Wallace!



The stand-in Book Cover for Murder, Just Because


Yes, that's blood...

Friday, February 1, 2019

Revenge & Progress


The View from the Patio

January 30, 2019                                  Yolanda Renee © 2019

I’m thrilled to be in the editing process with my 5th Detective Quaid Mystery, Murder, Just Because. I hope to publish it this spring.
In this book, Stowy Jenkins escapes from prison. Revenge is his goal.


A middle-class neighborhood. A quiet street. People going about their daily business with no awareness that a monster moved amongst them. Stowy arrived home to an empty house. He used a key he’d hidden ten years earlier and was surprised when it worked. “I don’t know why, but I thought for sure she’d have changed the locks,” he said to no one as he stepped into the immaculate kitchen. 
After a shower, and a bubble bath, Stowy cooked up a massive helping of steak and eggs. He was just finishing his meal when his mother came home. She had several large shopping bags.
“You’re alive! She screamed and dropped her packages.
“Sorry to disappoint you Mother, but, yes. I’m very much alive.”
“They said your plane went down. Everyone said you were dead.”
“And in your grief, you just had to go shopping. Have you already cashed in on my life insurance?”
She hugged her son as he sat at the table. “Oh, Stowy, my baby. You know shopping has always been my therapy.” She kissed his head. “So tell me. How did you do it?”
“I’m tired. I need to rest. Where’s that no good for nothing Zeke Savon? I have a bone to pick with him.”
“He left a week ago. Said he was going to the prison to see you. Didn’t you see him before your flight?”
Stowy shook his head. “And you’ve heard nothing from him. I thought you two were getting married.”
Fern laughed. “That pig. Over my dead body. Sure, we came to an understanding but marriage. No!” She insisted.
Methinks you protest too much. Zeke sent me nothing but glowing texts about you and your burgeoning relationship.”
“I played the game. I had to or lose my life. You know how cruel he can be.”
Stowy stood. He grabbed her by the throat. “Cruel? You call his love for you cruel? You called it adoration when you submitted me to your version of love!” He squeezed hard and drug her back to her bedroom. She tried to fight, but he was too strong. She dug her nails into the skin of his arms. He threw her violently to the bed. “I learned a lot about you and myself, mother. Prison’s been an unexpected good thing for me. Your old tricks will no longer work. As far as I’m concerned, you’re already dead.” Using the handcuffs that were already attached to the bed, he secured her hands.
“I’ll sleep better knowing you're incommunicado too.” 
“Oh, Stowy, you’re wrong. So wrong. I could never, ever—.”
“Shut up, Mother,” he said and stuffed a ballcock into her mouth and secured it. “I’m glad to see you still like your toys. I’ll be back after a good night’s sleep. You better hope it’s a good one too, or you’ll never get out of this bed!”
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UPDATE:         I hit 10,000 steps, I’m also walking daily and before opening the     computer. One month down 11 more to go. 

HAPPY FEBRUARY, EVERYONE!




Friday, January 25, 2019

Full Moon


The View from the Patio

January 20, 2019                                       Yolanda Renee ©2019

My pictures of the full moon never, ever do it justice. But thanks goodness there are plenty of folks who know how to take a professional photo that does.
Even more interesting than the pictures are the names for each full moon. All provided by the native Americans.
January’s full moon was known this year as the Super Blood Wolf Moon. Because of the closeness to the earth and the eclipse. Which was a real treat to witness, and it did turn red. Sadly I didn’t get a picture, at least not one that you would recognize.
But for your information here’s a list of the upcoming moons:
February 19th      Snow Moon -
March 20th          Worm Moon
April 19th            Pink Moon
May 18th             Flower Moon
June 17th            Strawberry Moon
July 16th             Buck Moon
August 15th         Sturgeon Moon
September 14th   Harvest Moon
October 13th       Hunter’s Moon
November 12th    Beaver Moon
December 12th    Cold Moon
The Farmers almanac.com gives more details if you're interested.
For me, just researching this blog brought an idea for a new series of murder mysteries. Yay for research!
How are you progressing with your goals, writing or otherwise? 
My writing goals are suffering, but I have a lot on the table right now, so I can’t complain. Because I'm moving forward and still have that New Year glow and a positive outlook for the future. I hope you do too!



Friday, January 18, 2019

New Priorities


The View from the Patio

Yolanda Renée © 2019                                          January 16, 2019


I’ve been walking. The only real exercise I enjoy. It was part of my New Year Plan. In the past, after I woke up, I drank a glass of water, made a cup of green tea, ate my banana, and then I reached for the computer. No more. Now it’s no computer until the walk is over, and I’ve accomplished at least 5,000 steps. I want 10,0000 steps a day, but for now, 5,000 is good. I finally realized that if I don’t make walking my first priority, it quickly becomes the last thing on my to-do list.

          Not good for a writer who sits all day. We’ll when writing anyway. Believe me, if I could figure out how to do the laundry and other household work while sitting on my butt, I would. But since that can’t be done, and despite the work put into housework, it isn’t enough to keep me fit and trim.
Therefore, the reason for my new policy. It’s all part of the do what I want when I want mantra. This year, health comes first!
Writing comes second. Mainly because I’ve pushed everything aside to write. I’ve done marathon sessions of 18 to 48 hours solely focused on the page. And it’s too much. If I’d have done that with my health and exercise, I’d be the healthiest person in the world. Okay, I exaggerate, but you know what I mean.
I will still pursue some marketing ideas. I’m constantly reading the latest on that, but damn, I’m not throwing money at it anymore. I may be wrong, but all I want to do is finish book five and get it on Amazon. Then I want to re-release the first three books, in an abridged form. And I have a great idea for a new novel set here in Myrtle Beach. I also want to submit some short stories to paying markets.
There you have it, the full scope of my New Year’s Resolutions. Are you still pursuing yours? 
Will we succeed and make it to the 31st?






Or revert to old habits!
     My money is on new habits! How about you?
    But now, I owe you an update on the 31st


“It is never too late to be what you might have been.” -; George Eliot

“How the New Year will turn out is entirely up to you. The attitude you bring, the determination you have, the goals you set all will result in the type of year that you will have. So let your attitude be positive, your determination be strong!” - Theodore W. Higginsworth



Friday, January 11, 2019

Beach Reclamation



The View from the Patio

© Yolanda Renée 2019                                                            1/10/2019

“Beach reclamation is the act of reclaiming a beach from erosion. In other words, sand is added to the area that was lost to erosion “reclaiming” the shoreline that once was.”
After several hurricanes, the beaches in Myrtle Beach almost disappeared, but this October they were reclaimed. A dredge scoops up the sand offshore and then it is piped to the beach in the form of a slurry, and as it’s delivered back onto the beach, the dozers spread and compact it. We enjoyed watching the work. They worked night and day, and the picture above is the result. A beautiful beach.
Here are a few pictures that really tell the story!


Very early in the morning. We couldn't sleep so we watched the operation.

The operators of these machines were amazing. They laid the pipe end to end with the skill of a surgeon


These pipes weren’t welded together. A larger end was slid onto the smaller end, and all by the large dozer. Like I said amazing skill!

The slurry was very colorful when it first started through the pipe.
 
This eight-story machine was used to measure the shoreline so they could determine exactly how much and where the sand was needed.
Just a big truck on long legs that goes out into the surf.
Watching it work was really fun. Especially the night it got stuck in the surf. They worked for hours trying to rescue it. Eventually several of the dozers, via cable, unstuck it. It was then driven back to the beach under its own power. The waves that night were fierce, not nice and quiet like the first picture.



I almost forgot some of the best fun was the way the tourists tried to cross the construction area. The company used fences, yellow tape, signs, and several guards. We were surprised by the number of people who ignored all of it and walked into a dangerous construction zone. All of them were stopped by the guards, and most were kind, sort of like, “Oh sorry, didn’t see that barrier. Didn't notice that you were working.” But some of them were belligerent and hostile to the guards. To no avail though. Still, it was fun to watch. “Oh, you have a sign. Sorry, I can’t read!” 😊



I hope you enjoyed the view. 
Tell me a little about yours!





Friday, January 4, 2019

What is a Word Worth?



The View from the Patio


© Yolanda Renee 2019                                      1/03/2019

         Welcome to 2019 and my attempt at blogging with a purpose. The View from the Patio will feature the actual view on the day it’s written, and the subject is open.

What is the purpose? Good Question. When I figure that out, I’ll let you know. 😊

Since it’s the New Year, I’ll speak to resolutions. The age-old attempt by most of us to start the year with a new goal.

This year I resolve to be real.

To be ME! 

In other words, I’m going to do exactly what I want, when I want, and for whatever reason I choose.

In the past, I’ve played it too safe. I’ve been whatever everyone else wanted me to be. Setting myself up for failure, heartache, and disappointment. Well, no more!

Today I felt like writing a blog, and this is it. Who knows, tomorrow it could be a new novel, an old book, or fun at the library doing research. Or I might write a short story, flash fiction, or poetry. And the most exciting thing is, if I get really ambitious, I might even submit for publication.

We’ll see.

Why the laissez-faire attitude?

Because I can.

Now onto the real subject of the day: I was recently asked to apply for a writing job. It was an opportunity to write short stories in the horror genre.

The parameters were that I’d retain no rights and my name wouldn’t be used. The rate of pay is one cent per word.

3,000 words = $30

5,000 words = $50

and

10,000 words = $100.

Wait…What?

Yeah, my exact response.

I’m a cheap date, but I found that offer to be an insult. Especially when you consider the time and effort involved in the creative process. Or am I the only one who struggles over every word, sentence, and paragraph when I write?

I know my words are worth more than a penny, but what do you think?


How much is a word worth?

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HAPPY NEW YEAR!

HAPPY WRITING!

&

remember to
keep it real!


“The greatest challenge in life is to be our own person and accept that being different is a blessing and not a curse. A person who knows who they are lives a simple life by eliminating from their orbit anything that does not align with his or her overriding purpose and values. A person must be selective with their time and energy because both elements of life are limited.”
Kilroy J. Oldster, Dead Toad Scrolls