tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post3266222116283376691..comments2024-01-12T11:26:35.176-05:00Comments on Working Stiffs: Mysterious MoratoriumWorking Stiffshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03270595837074553752noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-57613403265452061382007-01-26T23:38:00.000-05:002007-01-26T23:38:00.000-05:00Whoo-hoo, Susan! Come on over to the other team.....Whoo-hoo, Susan! Come on over to the other team...grab a romance. <br /><br />Just not one of mine because 1) I'm as yet unpubbed *g*, and 2) I write romantic suspense, so my brand of romance is anything but warm and cozy.<br /><br />Good luck with your hiatus.<br /><br />JoanJoan Swanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13011766246198209544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-7728328666853688022007-01-26T15:43:00.000-05:002007-01-26T15:43:00.000-05:00You're right, that is a "hoot." My daughter kept ...You're right, that is a "hoot." My daughter kept seeing a giant white coyote outside every night. I didn't see it but she swore it was there. During the daylight I figured out it was a boulder next to my neighbor's mailbox. But then I wondered, what if she can see something spooky that I can't? What if there is a demon in the shape of a white coyote outside her room that only she can see? Wow, that would make an interesting book.Renehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14966956368329586135noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-24200645106934247982007-01-26T15:12:00.000-05:002007-01-26T15:12:00.000-05:00He moved on. :(
I miss him.
Interestingly, while...He moved on. :(<br /><br />I miss him.<br /><br />Interestingly, while no one seems to have died, the house that he was sitting next to went up for sale. And in a cool twist, some friends of friends are buying it. <br /><br />Maybe owls are a sign of good things, and no one's bothered to look past the deaths to see it?Susan Helene Gottfriedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12778191943289129869noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-89802998037710419602007-01-26T11:08:00.000-05:002007-01-26T11:08:00.000-05:00I find that when I'm researching true crime and re...I find that when I'm researching true crime and reading the real stuff, I tend to get even more paranoid. :-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-77041582344216905142007-01-26T10:46:00.000-05:002007-01-26T10:46:00.000-05:00You were reading too many murder mysteries. LOL I...You were reading too many murder mysteries. LOL I would have gotten sick of hearing the owl and went outside to tell it to knock it off. I'm kind of grouchy if something disturbs my sleep. ;)cheesygiraffehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05153639840113606461noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-64801538111360833352007-01-26T09:05:00.000-05:002007-01-26T09:05:00.000-05:00I love owls! A couple summers ago we had one that ...I love owls! A couple summers ago we had one that perched on the electric pole outside our bedroom window at twilight and serenaded us. It was a Great Horned owl and created a striking silhoutte against the night sky. <br /><br />Tory, I agree. All my fears and paranoia finds a way onto the page, which gets it out of my head.<br /><br />And, Susan, no one here died. So relax and enjoy your visitor.Annettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02755947919433555176noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-19177458268649140262007-01-26T09:02:00.000-05:002007-01-26T09:02:00.000-05:00Me too, Tory. My husband once told me I was a very...Me too, Tory. My husband once told me I was a very sick person after I described a decomposing dead body in my book to him. Huh. Go figure.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-59150630083548804122007-01-26T08:31:00.000-05:002007-01-26T08:31:00.000-05:00I've always said that the reason I write fiction i...I've always said that the reason I write fiction is so my morbid imagination can be used in a productive way!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com