Saturday, February 15, 2025

TAKING a BREAK from WRITING

     Lately, I have not been in a writing mood. I really can't explain why that is exactly the case. It could be because I've felt the need to change the name of my book to protect the possibility of upsetting those who have family or loved ones in the actual cemetery that I was going to have my character live in, but I think it's something else, too. I just don't know what it could be. I'm not in the mood to write.

    I got the outline written. I know what I'm going to say, and I know what I'm going to write, but I don't feel like doing it just yet. There isn't a reason; there isn't a problem. I just don't want to do it. I'll take off a few more weeks and write three or four books in 2025. Maybe I won't write another one. This entire year will be about the one book I finished...but I doubt it. I doubt that statement. I'm lying to you and myself if I could mean it.

    Writing does take all day when I do it. I start around 10 or 11 and work til about 4 or 5 in the evening. I usually write at least three chapters a day when I write. I even told myself that this time, it would be a weekend thing, where I only wrote on the weekends. I'm just in the mood to not write. I think I'll pick it up again; I know I will, but not now. I have no real reason that I can pin down -- or pen down. LOL.

    I just happen to want to watch Midsomer Murders on Prime, and since they have 24 seasons....you know, I could be there for a while. I hope to gain from them. Not every show online has at least three grisly murders in each episode! I take that back; there was one episode that only featured a single murder! That was crazy!  If you haven't seen the show you should watch it -- Prime on Amazon. The time frame is from 1999-2011, I think -- or maybe 1997-2011 -- but there about. So, the little baby in season 8, born in 2001, has already graduated college by now! WHAT? (I Googled)

    Well, anyway, that's me in a nutshell, telling you that I'm not writing, but I haven't given up murder - no, I'm still watching it and thinking about how I can use lines and thoughts from what I see and hear -- I do that. I recycle. At least I don't plagiarize. I do change it up a bit -- I'm not completely barbaric, just enough rough around the edges to be considered suspect.


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BEWARE of WOVENFIT -- SCAMMERS (in my opinion)

     This is one of those times when I admit to you that I was scammed and taken advantage of. I don't pride myself on being too observant or clever, but I hate it when I'm taken over and lied to when I should have seen it coming. I should have seen it for what it was; instead, I saw it for what it could have been - my mistake.

    It was just after Christmas, and as you know, you can buy clothes on sale during the season because they're on sale. Most clothes are sold at higher prices the season beforehand - you can get a bikini in February for a regular price, but in July, you can get it for half price; you get my point. Well, I wasn't buying bikinis, but the sweatshirts on sale seemed reasonable, and since I had purchased them from the Love in Faith site before, I trusted them. The problem, as it turned out, the problem was that it wasn't the Love in Faith people I was buying from! I got swindled yet again!

    In 2024, I was taken by three separate companies who used a credible site as a means to piggyback and sell items that are typically sold by those credible sites for so much less; and all the while, I believed I was getting the merchandise from a credible site. It was then explained to me by my banker, that fraudulent companies (usually Chinese) will use Wayfair, Temu, even Patreon, and other sites to piggyback on - and when you buy, you actually send your money to a third-party vendor that the credible company allows to sell their wares on -- BE CAREFUL when you hit the PAY BUTTON to see where it is going!

    I bought three sweatshirts and two tee shirts from Love in Faith this past January. Then, after a few days, I checked my bank, and there was a withdrawal for the same $38.02 from a company called Wovenfit.  I hadn't knowingly purchased from them, so I waited to see what would happen -- I should have just shut it down, but I am one who typically gives someone a chance to be a fool. I think I need to change that practice. 

    By February 5, I hadn't received the package, so Wovenfit sent me a tracking site showing the package had been delayed in China but was now in Los Angeles and was on a truck or plane for Oklahoma City. If I could just be a little more patient. They would refund me 20% of my purchase. I didn't want a discount, I wanted my winter clothes in the wintertime! I should have known better.  By Valentine's Day, I had had enough! I wrote to them and canceled the order, demanding my payment to be refunded immediately. They wrote to say it would be 15-25 business days -- and that's when I went all TRUMP on them.

    I wrote back to them, telling them that I would now report them to Attorney General Pam Bondi and ask for severe tariffs to be placed on them for any and all sales they do in the future. I told them that my over 1M followers would read my reviews. I told them I wouldn't tolerate being lied to again and that I would take every measure to close down their little scheme as well as to weasel them out individually if possible -- and low and behold -- as if by a miracle -- my money was back into my bank account the next morning!

    Can these RATS be any dirtier? They can. The answer is yes, they can be. They prey on the average person who trusts a good company or brand to do business with. They steal from hard-working people and think that they'll get away with it. Google WOVENFIT and find their reviews. I wish I had done that before I ever got involved with them. On Monday, I will close that bank card and get another one, but dang! I hate it. I hate that I have to. It's 100% my fault for not being all eagle-eyed and on task, but one shouldn't have to be that way 24/7/365!

    Please, learn from my mistakes. PLEASE be more careful when you hit the PAY BUTTON!  Know where you get your merchandise from, and though it seems impossible to say this, I am saying it. I won't trust another foreign site. I just can't. I've been burned by them too often.



Photo Credit: VECTEEZY.com 

Sunday, February 9, 2025

GRACE -- The Outline.

     Well, there you go; I didn't start the book last weekend or the weekend before. I mean, I did, in my mind, but not inside the computer where it actually counts.  Today, I finally got around to writing out the outline of it, to write out the content of each chapter as a guide to use when I start the book in genuine. I'm not as quick to start this one as I was to start some others.

    I started "Stratford" on a whim because I was so upset about the whole issue behind it. I was forced to pay a seventeen-year-old false warrant after the courts in that area decided to pull out old files and add fees to the ones they felt needed to be paid. It was a forgiven debt, but that didn't stop them from steamrolling over me and holding a warrant over me to get their $738!  (I paid it, and then I got even)

    When I wrote "Of Kilted Pleasure," it was because I had been terminated from my employment and knew I couldn't get hired for at least a month, as it was at the end of the year, and people tend to wait until February to hire people for some reason. Check it out. December is the worst month for hiring, but January follows it quite closely. So, since I knew I would be home alone for at least 4-6 weeks, I wrote a book.

    This time, because I'm both gainfully employed and I have just written another book, I wasn't all that excited to get back into it. It's a grind that I place on myself, which isn't fair to me, but it's only me who suffers by my own hands. I really should have a conversation with myself about such matters. I would like to know if it will help. The main way to stop me from being so egregious is simply going on strike and refusing to get started.  That's been my go-to method of rebellion.

    Well, today, I decided to write out the outline. I did so in about an hour, having thought about what it was I wanted to do in the book - I had a basic idea. Then, for personal reasons, I decided to change the city where the book takes place as well as the name of the book. The book was going to be named "Grange," and it was going to take place in the real cemetery in Edinburgh. I changed that. I first decided I didn't need that association becoming angry at me if I used their name, and then I decided that the City of Stirling needed a little love as well, so I changed the location of the book to Stirling.

    Stirling and Edinburgh have so many things in common, but they have so many things setting them apart. I plan to discuss those in the book as well. I hope to; I will do it.  I am the one writing the book -- I can control that much. I have also decided that there should be a lot of controversial topics in the book - both discussed and just played out. People will simply have to like or not like them; that's not up to me. I write, and it's fair to say that whatever it is that I choose to write about is and/or are topics and subject matters that actually take place in the real world. 

    Again, it's my book. I'm not going to ask permission to write it. I'm not even going to pretend to be polite about it. It's a good book, and it will be received well. I don't write to sell; I don't write to please. I write to write. I have these stories floating around in my head - they must come out - so they do eventually. I have a few more up there, too, so after this one, two more detective novels will probably come. I can't wait to get to them, so this book won't take me too long; I know that much, too. Once I get started -- it's just the starting in this case that took a little longer than most.


Photo Credit: Pinterest  (Stirling Castle)

Monday, February 3, 2025

A Beardie Yes, But Not THAT One.

 Laura and I were on the list (a very short list) of people who would be or could be allowed to adopt the little unhealthy bearded dragon at the Petco near our home. You see, pet stores often gain the trust of some patrons, and they allow them to adopt fish, birds, small animals, and even reptiles that have been returned or those sick or injured on the premises. We have done quite a bit of fostering and rehoming over the years.

    The little bearded dragon who was being rehabilitated (it turns out) is very, very small. He or she was less than a full month old when we first heard about it, which was the main reason he or she was not allowed to be adopted; the secondary reason was that the animal was sick. By now, it's about two months old, and it has another two weeks to go on anti-biotics before it can be seen by the public. You'd be surprised what people can spread to other species.

    Well, after thinking about it, I decided to go out and buy a good-sized healthy lizard and call it Aodhan. Should the time come when the other little guy or gal is healthy, we'll likely take it on as well, but I did want one that I knew was keen and going to be around for quite a while. I choose a good one. He (at least we think it's a he) is about 4 months old, and like Laura's little guy (yes, we think she too has a male, but we could be wrong), Aodhan is a red fancy bearded dragon. 

    The red fancy is just simply a pattern of the coat; it's not any different internally, mentally, etc., but the colors will vary, and the patterns of the scales will "pop" differently; they are considered to be "fancy," and for that, the shops will price them a little higher. I really didn't care if I got a fancy lizard or a standard one, I was going for clear eyes, general all-around attitude, behavior, personality, and of course, he had to be in love with me the second he saw me! (After all, if I'm going to fall in love, he should too!) 

    So, after visiting a couple of stores that sell bearded dragons, we ended up at Exotic Pets in OKC on North May, rather close to our homes. The breeders who supply both PetSmart and Petco have numerous complaints against them; we have seen it firsthand. I wanted to avoid it since I wanted an animal I could love for a very long time. I spoil my babies. I am genuinely very happy with my choice. Aodhan is perfect.

    He already sits on me, under my sweatshirt jacket and over my heart, listening and feeling my pulse. He loves it there, and we bond for an hour or so two or three times a day. He even hangs out with me when I'm working. When he gets older, he'll come out from under the jacket and watch the screen, I'm sure, but for now (it's only been 2 days), he's happy to be held and loved. He eats well, although the first time we put dusted crickets in with him, he allowed them to crawl all over his body and head before eating them. I had a good laugh.

    I just checked up on him. He's hanging out on his little hemp hammock and listening to one of my Alan Williams CDs...he's very grateful. I can tell; he has a smile and a glazed look in his eyes as if he's about to drift off at any moment. I love lizards...I really do.

    

Aodhan : Fire bringer - Little Fire  (Aidan in American English)

Saturday, February 1, 2025

Soon to be Beardie.

 I don't know about you, but it always happens to us. We'll just be minding our own business because, as you know, that's what we do, and someone somewhere - and oftentimes so very unexpectedly, will say something like, "Do you want my bearded dragon?" It happens so much more often than you may realize. (at least, as I said, to us.)

    That's not exactly how it happened this time, but it's close. We found out a few years back that you can walk into any PetSmart store and ask if they have anything for adoption. They do sometimes, and when they do, they tell you the issue with the animal, bird, or reptile you're about to find yourself cuddling up to.  For Laura, just the other day, she was told by an employee of PetSmart that they did have one reptile for adoption; a bearded dragon. (you don't say!)

    We didn't even have to be in the store for it to happen - as if by magic, Laura found herself on the telephone with the manager of the store! A few minutes after she was off the telephone with the PetSmart employee, we found ourselves inside the store itself, with hands wide open, ready to welcome the newest member of our growing family. Laura now owns a little juvenile bearded dragon who had the misfortune of having his tail snapped off (1/2) by another bearded dragon - you're not supposed to keep two together -- unless...well, you know.

    So, she took the little guy home, and since she already had a good-sized enclosure with all the trimmings, she only needed an extra bulb, as the one we had was over a year old. You're supposed to change them now and again; they don't usually last more than a year.  She named the little guy "Sea Smoke," and he's absolutely adorable...just...well, too adorable, in fact, because now I want one.

    We found ourselves inside PetCo today to buy crickets as PetSmart didn't have medium-sized crickets, only large and small.  I asked the employee if she had anything for adoption, and she stated she had two snakes and, yes, another bearded dragon, but the baby beardie would have to wait two more weeks before he could be adopted; he has a wee sickness that needs to be cleared up first. I can wait. I thought about adopting the albino snake, but it has a severe issue I didn't want to deal with, and the other snake was a return after 3 years of ownership - and you just don't know what you get when that happens. (been there a few times)

    What did I do? Well, of course, I went online and looked up the price(s) for tanks, lids, hides, climbing sticks, heat rocks, and water bowls...doesn't everyone do that? What did I find? Well, right there IN THAT STORE...in front of me, begging to be purchased, was an entire bearded dragon enclosure ON SALE with everything you can possibly need for $99. It wasn't a 10-gallon tank either, friends; it was a 20-gallon tank...for $99!! You really can't say no to that - you can't leave it there at that price.  I bought it.

    Laura has to bring it in for me. She has decided I don't need to lift stuff; it makes her feel needed. I'm excited about it, too, because it was $149 online but on sale for $118 if you had it delivered, and then you have to pay the driver a tip. After tax and tip, it would be $149 again. I got it for $117 after tax! Woot! Now, all I have to do is wait for the bearded dragon to be healthy enough to come home.  He shall be named "Aodhan". You pronounce it "Ay-Dawn." Americans use the spelling Aidan.  It means Fiery, bringer of fire, or little fire -- he's a dragon, isn't he? Yeah, he is.

    I shall post photos when I get him home and in his new home...his home home.



Photo Credit: Petco.com
http://www.judestringfellow.com

    

Saturday, January 25, 2025

GRACE - (Name Change of my New Book)

     I decided to change the name of my new book from "The Grange" to "Grace" because I don't want or need the people of the area to start anything with me over what they may assume is slander or misrepresentation. This is a fictional work, but no matter how often you say that, it ends up dissatisfying to someone. I don't need that. 

    The cemetery on Edinburgh's south side is called Grange Cemetery. It was built in 1847. The Grace Cemetery will be in the same area but built a few years before that, somewhere around 1820; I have my reasons. It will fit better with the storyline, and that's what this is - a book with a story.

    I've also changed the name of my name character from Elle MacFarland to Elle (short for Janelle) Raeh Finlay. She'll be the great-great-granddaughter of Alexander Harris Drummond Finlay Sr., her grandfather being Alexander Harris Drummond Finlay III. He dies and leaves the family land in Scotland to her but fails to mention to her that it is in the middle of a cemetery. 

    Unfortunately for the City of Edinburgh, when her great-grandfather, Alexander Harris Drummond Finlay II, left Scotland in 1920, the City began planting coffins on his land without his permission. Fast forward 100+ years later, and that sharp-minded, wickedly intelligent new heir refuses to allow any more burials and will ask the City Council and/or the Grace Foundation to move the bodies that are buried on her land or suffer the consequences of paying rent in the future and for the last 100 years!

    With her American roots firmly planted in the legal system, she's passed the bar and is practicing remotely; the Council may have a Scorpion dragon to deal with. She may not have her "Irish" up when they cross her, but her thick, rich Scottish blood flowing through her American veins is enough to start a small war over the matter. Who would you bet on winning this one?

    "Grace" will be written over the next 6-8 weeks; it should be fun, and it will be creepy. It needs to be a bit weird, quirky, odd, and off the wall, but at the same time, it will be informative, interesting, educational, and a lot of fun to write. I'm already pretty excited about it -- I'm glad I changed the name. I want to really dig in...pun intended. (it's a cemetery thing)


Photo Credit: Me.

Friday, January 24, 2025

Monarch of the Glen (My Opinion)

     A little over a month ago, I found a new (old) show on Amazon and began watching it. It's a Scottish drama series filmed on location in the highlands of Scotland, and the show's name is Monarch of the Glen. It's a modern or present-day drama with a large estate or manor house as the centerpiece and all the family members, MacDonald, who have lived in the estate for about 400 years.  The current family is not all one group, but a mix of family, workers, friends, and hangers on. The house is called the Big House, or Glenbogle House.

    My first impressions were that it would be fun, it would be interesting, and it would keep my mind occupied. I've just finished writing one book, "Stratford," and I've not yet picked up the pace on writing the next one, "The Grange." Oddly enough, my next book takes place in modern times in Scotland as well, but not in the highlands, and certainly not in a large manor house, but in a family crypt at a cemetery just south of Edinburgh's City Centre.

    Monarch of the Glen, or MOTG, as it is referred to online, was fairly entertaining, if not predictable, exhaustively British, and of course, we can't forget the accents. I could go all day listening to most Scottish people speak, but there were a few I was thrilled to see leaving the glen; I won't go into too much about it, but the writing was incredibly cheesy at times, and the casting could have used some work. It's not a great series by any means, but if you just need to numb your mind for a while, it works.

    Before I go further, let me say there is NO WAY under God's heavenly skies that I could have done better. I am not an actress; I would never say I was, and I could never begin to imagine being a part of that life; we'll let that stand where it is. Still, as a customer, viewer, watcher, and/or would-be fan, I can say that it was decent. It ranks up there with Quincy M.E. when it comes to storylines and less-than-beautiful people as the main characters. I love that about Quincy. I love that about MOTG - most British shows have average-looking actors and actresses. Here, in the US, there's a completely different way of doing things; again, we'll let that stand.

    One of the things I LOVED about MOTG was the location, the view, the landscapes, the loch, the crofts, hills, animals, and skyscapes. I loved the nature, and I loved the genuine attempt that the actors made to make the series work - it was the writing that suffered and caused the rotten tomatoes to be brought out, especially toward the end. The writing was so very jumpy, almost as if the scripts had ADHD, show after show, forget about the time spans between each season, or series, as they call them in the UK. American audiences would never stand for the gaps and unexplained concepts that apparently the Brits don't mind.

    I noticed throughout the series (and with Heartland, as well, another "drama" show that can virtually be compared to MOTG but from a Canadian point of view), is that the characters can't say what they feel or mean; they get tongue-tied so often, it leaves the audience screaming obscenities at the television; just giving their favorites advice! I can't tell you how many times I threw a rolled-up pair of socks at one or the other of these people who just couldn't be bothered to stand up for themselves, at the risk and sometimes expense of true love. 

    Well, MOTG is 7 series long, and again, it may be a British thing, but the seasons only have a few episodes each. I don't get that; it's nothing like it is here. I suppose that could be good, depending on whatever else is on the telly to watch. I became rather bored after the 6th series and wanted more action. I also wanted to shove a few characters down the mineshaft or lock them in the wine cellar for good. It's crazy how I never knew the show was even a thing - until 2025, or close to it. Christmas Eve was the first time I found it.

    Anyway - it's a good show to watch if you have watched all your regular shows and need something to watch while waiting for the others to come back -- who was my favorite on the show? Well, it wasn't Lexie; I can tell you that. I would say it was Molly; I couldn't stand Hector, Kilwillie, Dorothy, Heromine, or Zoe -- Yes, it was Molly or Susan Hampshire if we're talking real names.

     Second would be Golly, played by Alexander Morton, and in third place, Duncan MacKay, played by Hamish Clark. It's worth watching, don't let me sound negative. I just had it in my head that they could have reupholstered the dining room chairs with a little money they would spend on stupid things like wild wolves. Yes, you heard me. That's where my mind went. Caging the wolves was a really dumb thing to do, and "Gee gosh, I wonder what could happen?" It's that predictable. 


Photo Credit: Pinterest.com (a photo of the fictional "Glenbogle House," which is really called Ardverikie near Inverness.

Big Lots is Closing (Nationwide)

 The local (best store in the world) Big Lots is closing in my neighborhood. I'm so sad. I really, really mean that. I went to Big Lots all the time, and when we went, we talked to the people who worked there. We didn't just go in, get what we wanted, pay for it, and leave. No, we had relationships with the cashiers and workers. I can name nearly every single person who worked there for the past several years.

    It will be incredibly sad to see it pulling out of our neighborhood. I just found out they are closing nationwide. We get most of what we want sent to us by Amazon, so I can see how a brick-and-mortar store would shutter if most people do that. The only things I would buy at Big Lots recently would be candles, the ones on sale because they always have them.  I bought cleaning products, cat litter, some foodie items that I don't think Kroger has, and I bought bathroom products.

    Lately, to be honest, I have purchased most of my bathroom products online as well. The prices are great, and they're delivered to my house. Laura and I went to get a few things for another reason today. I needed to break a couple of $20 bills, and I figured, why not buy a candle with one $20 bill and get the change, and then buy something else under $10 to get another broken. I need the $10 bills to tip my Kroger delivery men and women. It's a win-win.

    We went into the store, and the flyers told the story boldly enough. There were orange, red, yellow, and white flyers saying the store could not accept any returns and that all sales were final, and that led me to believe that the store was closing. EVERYTHING was on sale, so yeah, it's closing. I decided to look about, and I'll go back over the weekend to see if there is anything I simply can't live without, and at 10-40% off. I can find a few things that meet all the necessary criteria when the price is good enough.

    Today...because I can, I bought a pair of Laura Ashley pajamas that online would cost $44. At Big Lots, they were marked $19.99, and then, with the 20% markdown, I was able to get them for $16. I think, or close to it. Not a bad price for really very comfortable pajamas - and/or work clothes if you know me. I wake up and put my pajamas on; I don't wear them to sleep in. Working from home has been so very wonderful. I look outside during the winter months, see the ice and snow on the roads, and pour another cup of hot coffee.

    Big Lots...I will miss you. I can't remember the first time I saw an advertisement for the store, but Jerry Van Dyke was the main lead in the commercials. He was funny, and I liked his smile. I think it's been right at 25 years. I just Googled it, and it says 2000 - so there you go, close enough. The fact that all Big Lots stores are closing is really something else - the CEO is hoping another store chain will come through and purchase all their wares, but they're starting their big close-out sales. I may go Christmas shopping 11 months early; why not?


Photo Credit: Pinterest.com 

http://www.judestringfellow.com

Sunday, January 19, 2025

Wow...Those are Some Well-Fed Chickens!!

     This morning, I decided to make myself some eggs with spinach and cheese mixed into them. I buy brown eggs at Sam's Club, and boy-oh-boy, when I cracked the first one open, the yolk could not have been more ORANGE. I'm not talking yellow, it was a vivid orange color; one I had never seen before.

    Naturally, like anyone else unfamiliar with the unique coloring of the yolk, I decided to crack open another to see if it, too, was as brilliant in color! There it was! ORANGE!  So, yeah, I did the whole Google search thing to be sure I wasn't eating something nuclear; that all would be alright. I had 24 of these things to go through. I hoped I wouldn't have to chuck them all.

    Turns out the reason the yolks are so bright, is that the chickens they come from are fed carotenoids - I hope I spelled that correctly. The chickens are fed better; therefore, the yolks of their eggs are much brighter, much thicker, much darker, and even more sticky. They literally cling to the fork when you stir them up to scramble them. It takes quite a wee effort to get the yolk off the fork when washing it.

    The fun fact of the day is that I was going to make some pancakes without sugar, but I thought against it, as I'm trying to eat better, and carbs are just as important to try and cut as are the sugars in one's diet. The best thing for me, I determined, was to make a scrambled egg thing with spinach and throw in some good asiago cheese! Let me just say -- I made the right choice!

    The darn eggs are so much more flavorful than the lighter yolked eggs, and now I think I'll forever search out these brown beauties at Sam's; it's only a mile from my house, and if I remember correctly, they were rather reasonable in price as well. I had to look it up, but I paid $8.24, so $4.12 a dozen, and that's not too bad. It beats the $2.74 dozen for the weak light yellow yolked eggs - every day!

    That's it, that's the entire blog - nothing really exciting, but then again, it could be the beginning of a new lifestyle change. You just can't overhealth yourself. If you are like me, and you've never seen such a crazy thing before; go ahead and check out the eggs at Sam's Club. I'm sure they're sold in other places, but this one is one I know is a good source to go to.  While you're there, you can pick up Mark's Member dog food that's made by the more well-known brands but is somewhere around $33-39 for 30-35 pounds vs $63! (same recipe!)


Photo Credit: Pinterest.com 

Saturday, January 18, 2025

Press Release - Jude Stringfellow Novels

     Sometimes, not all the time, I get really good ideas, and I run with them. Today was one of those days. I woke up feeling as if I had been sleeping on and thinking about a great idea about getting the word out about my novels. I decided to implement the plan immediately, and I did precisely that.

    I don't have the manager I wanted to have, and I don't have a publicist; I need either or both. If I can't get someone to do the hard push, I'll do it myself. Today is a Saturday, I don't have much else going on, and it's literally 25 degrees (F) outside. I have no excuse not to do what I am now doing. 

    I'm taking a break from it, having been at it for several hours. I'll get right back to it after I blog.  I decided to write up a press release and send it via email to literally every newspaper, television, and/or media site that I can find online. Yes, in case you're wondering, that is a lot of emails. I've sent over 200 already and am just barely scratching the surface.

    The rules have changed dramatically since I was younger, and I would have to rely on someone else to create my press release and send it out - now, I'm fully willing, able, and capable of doing all the work myself. I'm even getting good at designing things on both Adobe and Canva. I chose Adobe Express for the press release today, and though it's really basic, I am really happy with how it turned out.

    A press release is to be simple. It's to grab the attention of the media; it's to be concise, precise, entertaining, and engaging. Why not use AI to make it happen? Again, I used a good AI program and a free service and created a really cool "flyer" if you printed it, but it was a press release. It looks, reads, sounds, and is quite professional. I've added two images and researched the best templates for the job.

    I'll post it below and see what happens with it. I'm going to send it to thousands of places where news and stories are talked bout, and that's just the email campaign. After the email campaign (probably next weekend), I'll start an X campaign and send out thousands of tweets to these same places, just in case they missed their email notice. 

    That's me...Little Miss Action! Let's hope it all works out, and by this time next year, maybe I can say I live in both Scotland and the US, and I'm writing to my heart's desire!! God is good all the time!! (You didn't think I came up with the idea by myself, did you?) 



Photo Credit: Me