<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028</id><updated>2011-11-29T17:54:15.762-07:00</updated><category term='A Window Opens'/><category term='special olympics'/><category term='Truth'/><category term='dinner'/><category term='neighborly love'/><category term='last days'/><category term='community'/><category term='cookbook'/><category term='ropes'/><category term='smiley faces'/><category term='wheelchair'/><category term='accomplishment'/><category term='authors'/><category term='Emily Cushing'/><category term='Blogging Opportunity'/><category term='promoting'/><category term='trains'/><category term='Sidne O&apos;Reilly'/><category term='ladder'/><category term='grandparents'/><category term='mystery'/><category term='Lisa  McKendrick'/><category term='curlers'/><category term='self-improvement'/><category term='pets'/><category term='posting'/><category term='One Word'/><category term='hook'/><category term='online videos'/><category term='kids'/><category term='weather'/><category term='6 7 8 writers conference'/><category term='Creative ideas'/><category term='5000 hits'/><category term='peace'/><category term='Novel Writing'/><category term='fulfillment'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='autism.'/><category term='Jaime Theler'/><category term='selling books'/><category term='Home from Mission'/><category term='Daughters'/><category term='The Pioneers: A Course in Miracles'/><category term='Carlene Duda'/><category term='cats'/><category term='goldendoodle'/><category term='ideas'/><category term='Internet Presence'/><category term='visiting teaching'/><category term='vacuums'/><category term='diet'/><category term='sleeping'/><category term='shorts'/><category term='Book Nominations'/><category term='Marcia Mickelson'/><category term='Dr. Suess'/><category term='Be Still'/><category term='choices'/><category term='Talents'/><category term='caution child with autism'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='7 things'/><category term='Jason Wright'/><category term='gravel'/><category term='Rebecca Talley'/><category term='cooking'/><category term='hash browns'/><category term='story ideas'/><category term='shy'/><category term='courage'/><category term='Applause'/><category term='Interview'/><category term='remedial writing tip'/><category term='grammar'/><category term='creativity'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='first-time author'/><category term='asking'/><category term='elves'/><category term='water'/><category term='Happy Purim'/><category term='Bevan Olsen'/><category term='LDS Fiction'/><category term='temple'/><category term='prepare'/><category term='teaching'/><category term='Testimony'/><category term='Suzie Roberts'/><category term='Stacy Gooch Anderson'/><category term='Writing Nonfiction'/><category term='preparedness'/><category term='Inner Writing Team'/><category term='cookies'/><category term='Abel Keogh'/><category term='giving'/><category term='Celebrate'/><category term='music'/><category term='wife'/><category term='imagination'/><category term='pranks'/><category term='cameras'/><category term='Shirley Bahlmann'/><category term='copywriting'/><category term='that versus which'/><category term='LDS Storymakers'/><category term='siblings'/><category term='Children'/><category term='Valentines day'/><category term='words'/><category term='Better Version'/><category term='Public Relations'/><category term='eating'/><category term='HBO'/><category term='Lake Powell'/><category term='Love of Writing'/><category term='struggles'/><category term='entropy'/><category term='Wheat muffins'/><category term='teenager'/><category term='Fantastic News'/><category term='health'/><category term='parade'/><category term='appreciation'/><category term='disabilities'/><category term='Accomplishments'/><category term='fresh start'/><category term='Kerry Blair'/><category term='funny'/><category term='Standards'/><category term='Voice'/><category term='David J. Stitt'/><category term='Parenting'/><category term='Kammi Rencher'/><category term='emergencies'/><category term='holding hands'/><category term='sausage'/><category term='puzzle'/><category term='field trip'/><category term='JoAnn Arnold'/><category term='Barry K. Phillips'/><category term='Parkinsons'/><category term='Oprah Winfrey'/><category term='consequences'/><category term='book ideas'/><category term='One Heart Many Voices'/><category term='The Santa Letters'/><category term='car alarm'/><category term='Deborah Talmadge'/><category term='family'/><category term='MTC'/><category term='pop culture'/><category term='rude children'/><category term='what publishers love'/><category term='little known facts'/><category term='David R. Larsen'/><category term='trophy'/><category term='Blueberry'/><category term='Naming Characters'/><category term='hardcover'/><category term='Dishwasher Fire'/><category term='entrepreneur'/><category term='Bad Hair'/><category term='knees'/><category term='shirt'/><category term='Terri Ferran'/><category term='missionary'/><category term='college'/><category term='LDS publisher'/><category term='rejection'/><category term='Famous Family Nights'/><category term='Lemon'/><category term='Bulgaria'/><category term='life after death'/><category term='Barbara Salsbury'/><category term='American Idol'/><category term='Memorial Day'/><category term='Blog Tour'/><category term='piercings'/><category term='Deseret Industries'/><category term='trials'/><category term='jello salad'/><category term='caught in the headlights'/><category term='big kids'/><category term='priorities'/><category term='The Crayon Messages'/><category term='suicide'/><category term='vegetables'/><category term='Bucket List'/><category term='Book of Mormon'/><category term='Pecan pie'/><category term='writing space'/><category term='stories'/><category term='Family Home Evening'/><category term='bathroom'/><category term='Deseret Book'/><category term='double-reed'/><category term='cleaning'/><category term='bathrooms'/><category term='wildlife'/><category term='special needs kids examiner'/><category term='hugs'/><category term='Joseph Walker'/><category term='goodreads'/><category term='trust'/><category term='Technology'/><category term='Weight gain'/><category term='weight loss'/><category term='Acceptance'/><category term='Dad'/><category term='change'/><category term='Savior'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='Patrick Dempsey'/><category term='Temple Attendace'/><category term='wives'/><category term='sharp stick'/><category term='Joseph Smith'/><category term='New Book'/><category term='Editing'/><category term='Home Design'/><category term='Big Mess'/><category term='problem solving'/><category term='Gardens'/><category term='Cedar Fort Authors'/><category term='Completely Breakfast'/><category term='memories'/><category term='Google Earth'/><category term='boxes'/><category term='Fathers'/><category term='creek'/><category term='clothes'/><category term='flu'/><category term='Writing'/><category term='age'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='Deen Kemsley'/><category term='Book'/><category term='Vickie Hacking'/><category term='Janet Kay Jensen'/><category term='driving'/><category term='ladies'/><category term='patient'/><category term='answers always the elf'/><category term='twin'/><category term='top 10'/><category term='Internet'/><category term='old'/><category term='Big Love'/><category term='Unconditional Love'/><category term='Sand'/><category term='Word of Wisdom'/><category term='preparedness principles'/><category term='goals'/><category term='Lyman Rose'/><category term='Temple Ceremony'/><category term='YouTube'/><category term='Finding the Diamond'/><category term='LDS church'/><category term='widow'/><category term='Mormon Miracle Pageant'/><category term='award'/><category term='Poofy Hair'/><category term='bah'/><category term='life'/><category term='characterization'/><category term='LDS'/><category term='hamburgers'/><category term='Romance'/><category term='Summer Reading Challenge'/><category term='kindness'/><category term='kindess'/><category term='Editors'/><category term='play'/><category term='super heroes'/><category term='desk'/><category term='blog game'/><category term='dementia'/><category term='Time'/><category term='pancakes'/><category term='lawsuits'/><category term='Tolerance'/><category term='Books'/><category term='Issues'/><category term='childhood'/><category term='Parkinson&apos;s'/><category term='sisters'/><category term='movies'/><category term='bugs'/><category term='grace'/><category term='Tracy Winegar'/><category term='death'/><category term='Ten virgins'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Orange glazed scones'/><category term='clogging'/><category term='Italian genealogy'/><category term='ties'/><category term='hummers'/><category term='School Bus'/><category term='simplify'/><category term='forgiveness'/><category term='Family Traditions'/><category term='Communicating'/><category term='13'/><category term='Political ads'/><category term='Women&apos;s Conference'/><category term='flip flops'/><category term='tenacity'/><category term='granny'/><category term='job'/><category term='gnats'/><category term='memoirs'/><category term='Family Fun'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='baldness'/><category term='remarriage'/><category term='kid funnies'/><category term='Book Signings'/><category term='Writing Conference'/><category term='cars'/><category term='announcements'/><category term='Service'/><category term='reading'/><category term='C. S. Lewis'/><category term='warm weather'/><category term='book group'/><category term='lock'/><category term='promptings'/><category term='lemonade stands'/><category term='Adoption'/><category term='farewell'/><category term='Harrison Ford'/><category term='example'/><category term='memory'/><category term='joy'/><category term='employment'/><category term='genealogy'/><category term='Snow Day'/><category term='Enchanted'/><category term='gables'/><category term='family scripture study'/><category term='opinion'/><category term='Snow'/><category term='Spain'/><category term='Love'/><category term='yard work'/><category term='marketing'/><category term='signing a book'/><category term='D.I.'/><category term='Jimi Hendrix'/><category term='professor'/><category term='filming'/><category term='moving'/><category term='education'/><category term='reflection'/><category term='support'/><category term='talking'/><category term='plots'/><category term='Cub Scouts'/><category term='novel ideas'/><category term='ostrich'/><category term='Tex'/><category term='self image'/><category term='writing contest'/><category term='Down Syndrome'/><category term='advertising'/><category term='Always the Elf'/><category term='solutions'/><category term='Lee Ann Setzer'/><category term='Miracles'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='Janet Burningham'/><category term='special needs'/><category term='modesty'/><category term='Characters'/><category term='parish records'/><category term='surgery'/><category term='pseudonym'/><category term='bicycle'/><category term='presents'/><category term='Recovering Charles'/><category term='family history'/><category term='Blessings'/><category term='Christine Thackeray'/><category term='capris'/><category term='learning'/><category term='School'/><category term='Performing'/><category term='english'/><category term='Volkswagon'/><category term='Completely Breakfast book'/><category term='melanoma'/><category term='New Author'/><category term='son'/><category term='self-management'/><category term='niece'/><category term='callings'/><category term='speaker'/><category term='writer&apos;s conference'/><category term='trustworthy'/><category term='Google'/><category term='Mormon whiskey'/><category term='publishing'/><category term='recipe'/><category term='Beach'/><category term='copyright'/><category term='reunions'/><category term='orson scott card'/><category term='multi-tasking'/><category term='Holy Ghost'/><category term='debt'/><category term='blog giveaway'/><category term='happily ever after'/><category term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><category term='LDStorymaker Conference'/><category term='houses'/><category term='motherhood'/><category term='moments'/><category term='cancer'/><category term='Hair'/><category term='Motivation'/><category term='Potty Training'/><category term='photographs'/><category term='Responsibility'/><category term='VW'/><category term='God&apos;s Majesty and Power'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='Brittany Mangus'/><category term='room for two'/><category term='promotions'/><category term='Hunting'/><category term='BYU'/><category term='warmth'/><category term='In case of lightning'/><category term='Doug Johnston'/><category term='flat tire'/><category term='religious books'/><category term='travel'/><category term='the easter elf'/><category term='wrinkles'/><category term='Editorial'/><category term='Kenmore Appliance'/><category term='window'/><category term='visual dictionary'/><category term='Perfume'/><category term='m for mature'/><category term='guitar'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='Blogs'/><category term='Mary Stosich'/><category term='priests quorum'/><category term='famous'/><category term='dance'/><category term='Hagrid'/><category term='missionary experiences'/><category term='humor'/><category term='alphabet'/><category term='contest'/><category term='book lovers'/><category term='walking'/><category term='TV'/><category term='wizard of oz'/><category term='Italy'/><category term='writers conference'/><category term='editorial tip'/><category term='Park'/><category term='Child'/><category term='manger'/><category term='Legos'/><category term='Outlining'/><category term='Pursue Your Writing Dream'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='cheese'/><category term='autism'/><category term='saxophone'/><category term='camping'/><category term='on writing'/><category term='Exercise'/><category term='easter elf'/><category term='Mom Jeans'/><category term='apartment'/><category term='Whitney Awards'/><category term='agency'/><category term='Swimming pool'/><category term='teenage driving'/><category term='tanning lotion'/><category term='John Lennon'/><category term='tradition'/><category term='people'/><category term='Black Thumb'/><category term='respect'/><category term='short story'/><category term='hummingbirds'/><category term='book review'/><category term='CandaceSalima'/><category term='Manuscripts'/><category term='bus driver'/><category term='Promotion'/><category term='Having Hope'/><category term='Kersten Campbell'/><category term='architecture'/><category term='Father&apos;s Day'/><category term='legend'/><category term='Summer'/><category term='pioneers'/><category term='book sales'/><category term='babies'/><category term='saltines'/><category term='gospel'/><category term='wieght loss'/><category term='minute'/><category term='historical fiction'/><category term='Anne Bradshaw'/><category term='crying'/><category term='Mission Prep'/><category term='fast food'/><category term='winter'/><category term='new release'/><category term='Jack Frost'/><category term='Breathe'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='disability'/><category term='mothers'/><category term='Writing a Novel'/><category term='inspiring'/><category term='books on tape'/><category term='Personal Growth'/><category term='couples'/><category term='casserole'/><category term='Indiana Jones'/><category term='Asperger&apos;s'/><category term='brothers'/><category term='Trafford R. Cole'/><category term='Heaven Scent'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='surprises'/><category term='sewing'/><category term='Confessions of a Completely (In)sane Mother'/><category term='Randal Chase'/><category term='stuggles'/><category term='trip to holland'/><category term='vacuum salesman'/><category term='Amy Adams'/><category term='half price night'/><category term='readers'/><category term='Urban Botanic'/><category term='office'/><category term='Growing Older'/><category term='research'/><category term='author'/><category term='budget'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Volkswagon Summer'/><category term='writing standards'/><category term='Jessica Simpson'/><category term='necktie'/><category term='FHE'/><category term='song lyrics'/><category term='Kimberly Jensen'/><category term='Purpose'/><category term='Careless Drivers'/><category term='passion'/><category term='Daughter'/><category term='auto accident'/><category term='kimberly c jensen'/><category term='criticism'/><category term='pests'/><category term='healthy eating'/><category term='Elodia Strain'/><category term='Reasonable Doubt'/><category term='Grandma and Grandpa'/><category term='Tiny Talks'/><category term='Finding Faith'/><category term='Nair'/><category term='medicine'/><category term='Fence'/><category term='Sarah Palin'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>A Ton of Authors and a Wannabe</title><subtitle type='html'>When you get a ton of authors and one public relations director together, you would think all we talk about is books. Read our blog and you will learn we talk about a lot more.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>David R Larsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06980151058152191692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3l24EMkEzHE/R8oindWtVtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/P2o907B-ung/S220/Dave+Larsen.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>491</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-9004648687003826872</id><published>2009-10-01T14:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T14:46:10.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Discount Link</title><content type='html'>Here's something that may interest you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://classic.cedarfort.com/bryce/october_conference.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-9004648687003826872?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/9004648687003826872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=9004648687003826872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/9004648687003826872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/9004648687003826872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/10/discount-link.html' title='Discount Link'/><author><name>Lyle Mortimer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14845113675094639541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0E9uqeimyzk/SOo6vpmd6MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zMUhoIJCTVU/S220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-5264688123256624208</id><published>2009-10-01T13:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:27:58.269-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CFI Online Marketing to the MAX!</title><content type='html'>Here's a big announcement that even Sherilyn doesn't know about. I've just contracted with Christopher McDougall, the author of Born to Run, A Hidden Tribe, Superathletes, and the Greatest Race the World Has Never Seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got published and landed on the bestseller list because of his online marketing. Now he's reaping the media exposure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher will be to our Online Marketing to the MAX--an added bonus. You've got to sign up today. This is the best information I can find for you. Don't let it pass you by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cedarfort.com/kahuga/product_detail.jsp?product=20068149&amp;amp;ProductType=Books" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://cedarfort.com/kahug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;a/product_detail.jsp?produ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ct=20068149&amp;amp;ProductType=Bo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-5264688123256624208?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5264688123256624208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=5264688123256624208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5264688123256624208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5264688123256624208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/10/cfi-online-marketing-to-max.html' title='CFI Online Marketing to the MAX!'/><author><name>Lyle Mortimer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14845113675094639541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0E9uqeimyzk/SOo6vpmd6MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zMUhoIJCTVU/S220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-1066648685828814192</id><published>2009-09-28T15:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T15:05:31.691-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CFI's Online Marketing to the MAX!</title><content type='html'>This is the greatest opportunity to get the straight information that I know of.  Go here and sign up for CFI Authors discount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://classic.cedarfort.com/bryce/october_conference.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-1066648685828814192?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1066648685828814192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=1066648685828814192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/1066648685828814192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/1066648685828814192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/09/cfis-online-marketing-to-max.html' title='CFI&apos;s Online Marketing to the MAX!'/><author><name>Lyle Mortimer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14845113675094639541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0E9uqeimyzk/SOo6vpmd6MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zMUhoIJCTVU/S220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-4386308021320789772</id><published>2009-07-06T09:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T09:58:55.044-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adoption'/><title type='text'>Hi guys!</title><content type='html'>by Brittany Mangus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a &lt;a href="http://www.queandbrittanysblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;happy announcement &lt;/a&gt;from the Mangus household.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-4386308021320789772?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4386308021320789772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=4386308021320789772&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/4386308021320789772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/4386308021320789772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-guys.html' title='Hi guys!'/><author><name>Brittany Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06743104955447005125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SrFOLx3LGmI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/IzV3A2zLSZg/S220/belly_heart.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-5134912646063901335</id><published>2009-05-18T13:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T13:20:14.972-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cedar Fort Authors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging Opportunity'/><title type='text'>Attention CFI Authors</title><content type='html'>Cedar Fort Authors,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in a new CFI team-building blogging opportunity, please email me (talleyrlAtyahooDOTcom)and let me know that you are interested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-5134912646063901335?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5134912646063901335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=5134912646063901335&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5134912646063901335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5134912646063901335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/05/attention-cfi-authors.html' title='Attention CFI Authors'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-5896352555147572529</id><published>2009-04-28T19:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:26:52.837-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Editing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writer&apos;s conference'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christine Thackeray'/><title type='text'>When Are You Really Done With A Manuscript?</title><content type='html'>By Christine Thackeray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I went to the LDS Storymakers writing conference and Julie Bellon taught a class on editing. It was fabulous. Here are the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEN AM I REALLY DONE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie told us that the key to good editing is simply using the CLAW.&lt;br /&gt;That stands for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C - Check off basic editing checklist&lt;br /&gt;L - Let someone else read it (actually, three someones)&lt;br /&gt;A - Always print out a hard copy and read it&lt;br /&gt;W - Walk away and leave it for a while before your final review&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it! Then you're done. She told us to be careful not to edit our projects to death. Stop there, send it out and move on with your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me go over CLAW in a little more detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. CHECKLIST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking off the basic editing checklist is made up of two parts- the copy edit and the content edit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE COPY EDIT includes these 10 items.&lt;br /&gt;1. Don't trust spell check. Read for common spelling errors like your and you're (one of my favorites), there and their, or the and then (another I like to make.) A friend of mine never wants to conjoin "in to."&lt;br /&gt;2. Check page numbers and blank pages. Sometimes hard returns don't cooperate at the end of a chapter. Flip through the file and see how the layout works on the pages.&lt;br /&gt;3. Check for too many adjectives and adverbs. Adding narrative action instead of simply using an adverb or adjectve is usually a second draft activity. (Even Heather Moore does it.) You can really deepen your characters and improve your story this way.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tense consistencies and verb/subject agreement. This normally shows up green in Word but really, check your green.&lt;br /&gt;5. Avoid cliches. Not only in phrases and descriptions but in storylines. She calls that combo meal stories. You want to be delicious and unique.&lt;br /&gt;6. Repetitive words are a huge issue for people who tend to repeat a lot of things in a repetitive way over and over.&lt;br /&gt;7. We all have favorite words that really don't say anything. They are the "Um's" of writing. Some of these offenders are some, just, really, thing, that, there, one. (I read through my first book and am horrified by the really's and just's. Hey, it was really just my first book, give me a break.)&lt;br /&gt;8. Too many dialogue tags or not enough. (I hate it when you get lost.)&lt;br /&gt;9. Point of view changes. &lt;br /&gt;10. Balance your narrative, exposition and action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing your Copy Review, you are ready to face the dreaded CONTENT review. For some reason Julie likes the number ten because there are ten of those too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONTENT REVIEW&lt;br /&gt;1. Show don't tell. Do a search for the words feel, feelings or felt and replace it with emotive action. &lt;br /&gt;2. Keep the voice active. Passive voice adds a form of to be. See how many was's you can get rid of.&lt;br /&gt;3. Point of view shifts AGAIN. It's really important NOT to head hop. (Again, a rule I broke constantly in my first book but who's counting.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Chapter Hooks!!! Go to the beginning and end of each chapter and make sure you start with something great and end with a cliffhanger. If you've ever read R.L. Stein's Goosebumps, he was great at this even though he totally cheated. Okay, so don't go THAT far, but it's still worth doing.&lt;br /&gt;5. Does each character have REAL motivations? Sometimes readers won't notice motivations but many writers and ALL editors do. Don't cheat and manipulate characters into behaviors they wouldn't do. In another workshop someone gave a perfect example. If you have a babysitter who needs to go in the attic, and you just have a sound up there so they go to investigate, you have an idiot as a main character and we want to throw the book across the room. If, on the other hand, she is playing hide-and-seek with the kids and she hears a sound in the attic, thinking it's a child she is watching, we are there with you and want to read on. Motivations are REALLY important.&lt;br /&gt;6. Does the setting contribute to the piece? Why have you chosen the setting? Looking at the whole, would a change make it better? You aren't stapled to what you've written yet. Also, do you really describe the setting or just assume we know where you are.&lt;br /&gt;7. Is the timeline consistent? I know writers who use planners or calendars to track ther timelines. Use something because this can be an HUGE mistake.&lt;br /&gt;8. Does the conflict continue to increase throughout the story? Sometimes we try to end the conflict too soon and then keep on writing. Things should get worse and worse for our main character until they are almost defeated. In the end they should have to reach in their heart and find a strength they didn't know they had to finally succeed.&lt;br /&gt;9. Does it have a natural flow or is it too contrived? Could this really have happened? Are there scenes you have to give up or adjust to make it believable?&lt;br /&gt;10. Look through each page at your white space. Are there any pages that are too heavy? If so, add dialogue. Don't make the reader want to skip pages. We are all natural eavesdroppers so use it to your advantage.&lt;br /&gt;***11. BONUS POINTER- Lean up! Cut any scenes that doesn't further the plot, reveal important character points or add intrigue. Okay, so I added this one but I know it's true because I like to go on and on, touching on tangents that impact the story in a serious way and have very little to do with it, sort of like what I'm doing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. LET SOMEONE READ IT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if this seems like a lot to you, don't fear because the next step is easy. You get THREE other people to read it. Three is a great number, if they are the right three. You should get:&lt;br /&gt;-one avid reader who loves your genre, &lt;br /&gt;-one reader who is a strong technical editor and &lt;br /&gt;-one who understands plot and characterization. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone knows someone who loves to read. If you are on Good Reads, you might find a fan or you might have a friend who is a total read-a-holic. The gift of this review will probably be more general and the discussion with this person after they read your work may be more useful than what they write down in the margins. Oh, and remember to give this person a hard copy. &lt;br /&gt;Your other two readers can be other writers. If you swap manuscripts, you can develop a nice pool of potential readers that will stay fresh for a long time. If you aren't willing to read other manuscripts, you may find that after a few projects, you've burnt out potential friends- so be careful. Give as much as you take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get back their edits, go through each separately. This will provide three more reviews of your work. Remember, you are almost done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. ALWAYS PRINT IT OUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With copy and content edits and the three reader's edits complete, it is time to print out the entire manuscript. No, you can't just read it off your computer. Actually spend the time and money printing the thing off, even if you have to buy a new ink cartridge. Then read it OUTLOUD. It doesn't matter that your neighbor thinks you've finally gone crazy because you're talking to yourself. You'll see things that may have worked on the page, that don't work in your mouth. Also, it's a great thing to do, if ever you get that book on tape (dream of dreams.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. WALK AWAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forever. Just for a few weeks. Do something that totally takes your mind off what you've done. Start outlining a new project, clean out your garage or edit someone else's manuscript. When your brain has unraveled its tight grasp on your current project, you are ready to go over it one last time. Enjoy it. See if there is any part that bores you or doesn't sound smooth and clean. Catch the little typos you overlooked. Once you've made it through this final read, YOU ARE FINISHED!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are very few things in this world that feel better than writing those two little words - THE END. But it doesn't take long to figure out that they are really only the beginning of the editing process. Now, thanks to Julie, I finally know when THE END is really THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-5896352555147572529?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5896352555147572529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=5896352555147572529&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5896352555147572529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5896352555147572529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-are-you-really-done-with.html' title='When Are You Really Done With A Manuscript?'/><author><name>Christine Thackeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05551874470033926037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hbWJ9YMu-Cw/R3rDnQKQd0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/rCddcRh1PBs/S220/Thackeray018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-8498130345951980363</id><published>2009-04-21T18:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:20:25.790-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Home Evening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Famous Family Nights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Bradshaw'/><title type='text'>Famous Family Nights by Anne Bradshaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3PEIERdcXHs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3PEIERdcXHs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to add this book to your list of "must reads." It'll be available this fall. I can't wait to read it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-8498130345951980363?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8498130345951980363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=8498130345951980363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8498130345951980363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8498130345951980363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/04/famous-family-nights-by-anne-bradshaw.html' title='Famous Family Nights by Anne Bradshaw'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-4084175091565806873</id><published>2009-04-16T20:34:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T14:59:05.433-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brittany Mangus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interview'/><title type='text'>My Interview with Troy Dunn of WeTV's 'The Locator'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1YxMw9R-lA/SeZct6AgZ-I/AAAAAAAAAm8/g6v-jGkvZ4A/s1600-h/the-locator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325045553147439074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1YxMw9R-lA/SeZct6AgZ-I/AAAAAAAAAm8/g6v-jGkvZ4A/s320/the-locator.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;a href="http://www.authorbee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brittany Mangus &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through &lt;a href="http://www.mormonmommyblogs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mormon Mommy Blogs &lt;/a&gt;I was given the chance to interview Troy Dunn, of WeTV's program &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wetv.com/the-locator/"&gt;The Locator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Troy works to reunite family members who have for various reasons been scattered and separated. Troy is also an LDS bishop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this opportunity to ask him about his show, what he does and his opinions on openness in modern adoption practices. He spoke about birth mothers and gave some great advice for adoptees and adoptive parents. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mormonmommyblogs.blogspot.com/2009/04/interview-with-troy-dunn-of-wetvs.html"&gt;Check it out by clicking here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can also see &lt;a href="http://www.queandbrittanysblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;my adoption blog by clicking here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-4084175091565806873?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4084175091565806873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=4084175091565806873&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/4084175091565806873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/4084175091565806873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/04/interview-with-troy-dunn-of-wetvs.html' title='My Interview with Troy Dunn of WeTV&apos;s &apos;The Locator&apos;'/><author><name>Brittany Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06743104955447005125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SrFOLx3LGmI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/IzV3A2zLSZg/S220/belly_heart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1YxMw9R-lA/SeZct6AgZ-I/AAAAAAAAAm8/g6v-jGkvZ4A/s72-c/the-locator.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-572603897604277876</id><published>2009-04-10T16:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T16:47:00.201-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kersten Campbell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confessions of a Completely (In)sane Mother'/><title type='text'>Confessions of a Completely (In)sane Mother by Kersten campbell</title><content type='html'>by Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SdvVwn0MZ1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/SckuATRbPz0/s1600-h/InsaneMother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SdvVwn0MZ1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/SckuATRbPz0/s320/InsaneMother.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322082415966709586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: do not read this book while drinking milk because the milk will definitely come shooting out your nose while you laugh at these stories (and who needs another mess to clean up?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is filled with hilarious stories. I'm sure, I think, that Kersten Campbell isn't actually insane--though I did wonder a few times. I laughed out loud at her stories, probably because I could relate to them so well (I still think she planted a video camera at my house and recorded the antics of my family).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the chapter, &lt;em&gt;Older but Dimmer&lt;/em&gt;, out loud to my kids because it starts off, "It's a proven fact that once a child turns thirteen years old, a parent's IQ score suddenly drops ten points. It's true . . . just ask them." My kids totally believe that my IQ drops at least 50 points when they become teenagers. Oh, and I become very old-fashioned, too, doing everything the &lt;em&gt;old&lt;/em&gt; way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the chapter about the Cub Scouts tying everyone up in knots. She hit the nail on the head when she described having a den meeting with a bunch of boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is a perfect gift for any mother, even for those who have "normal" families. (I personally don't know what it's like to have a normal family).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy this book for your mom, grandma, mother-in-law or any other woman who needs a good laugh. Laughter is the best medicine and for me, after all the things my kids do to me, if I don't laugh, I cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun and funny book--I recommend it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-572603897604277876?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/572603897604277876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=572603897604277876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/572603897604277876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/572603897604277876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/04/confessions-of-completely-insane-mother.html' title='Confessions of a Completely (In)sane Mother by Kersten campbell'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SdvVwn0MZ1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/SckuATRbPz0/s72-c/InsaneMother.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-763072527074816203</id><published>2009-04-09T20:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:35:38.090-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special needs kids examiner'/><title type='text'>Keep up your writing as an examiner</title><content type='html'>I have found a great new way to force myself in front of the computer everyday to write. I write for examiner.com and I even get paid to do it. I applied a few months ago after learning about the website through a freelance writing site. I was intrigued and sent my personal information and writing samples to be considered as the "special needs kids" examiner for Utah. They hired me and now I write four articles a week that have to do with special needs kids. Since I am the mother of a child with autism, this was the perfect fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also get paid to write. It is not a lot, but I look at it as a way to keep my writing fresh, current and it gets me the "writing mode" everyday. So if you think you are an expert on anything, check it out and make sure to use my name as a referral...I get paid for that as well and as you know writers need all the help they can get! So think about it.  Are you an expert knitter, crafter, snowboarder, coin collector, boy scout? Join me and feel free to email me with any questions and make sure to subscribe to my site as well to get email alerts on my latest articles on special needs kids in Utah.  And don't forget, if you have an idea, event or news story you want me to cover, send the information my way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.examiner.com/x-4167-Salt-Lake-City-Special-Needs-Kids-Examiner"&gt;http://www.examiner.com/x-4167-Salt-Lake-City-Special-Needs-Kids-Examiner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-763072527074816203?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/763072527074816203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=763072527074816203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/763072527074816203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/763072527074816203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/04/keep-up-your-writing-as-examiner.html' title='Keep up your writing as an examiner'/><author><name>Kimberly Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07359416411435206014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9W3sTpdiOwk/SDy5v-O-OCI/AAAAAAAAAAg/tnA7BoMziXA/S220/DSC00506.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-1663810949235866838</id><published>2009-04-09T09:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T10:03:14.798-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep your words soft and sweet...</title><content type='html'>..because you may have to eat them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout this entire grad school application process I've been considering things I’ve said in earlier years about all the places I never wanted to live. I think I put myself in a nice little box where the only way out was to eat at least some of my words. Words like: "I hate Vegas and hope I never have to move there" or "I just don't want to move very far from home" or "I refuse to live in an area that is cursed by snow" or "I cannot stand living in a place where the summer temperatures are over 100 degrees" or "I hate the desert; I want to live somewhere green."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also ironic that I whined long and hard about Dixie State College's previous (ridiculous) mascot, the Rebels, since I may end up at UNLV. (Just for the record, I LOVE Dixie's new mascot, the Red Storm. "Dusty" is just too cute!) (Besides, trying to decide whether students should yell "go Red Storm" or "go Red Storms" at a game should keep the English department in heated debate for the next ten years.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress. As of about an hour ago, it looks like the words I'm most likely to eat are those of "I never want to move very far from home" because we were just accepted to school in Florida. Snowless, green, and temperate though it may be, close to home it is not. But it could be worse! (It could have been Wisconsin. Seriously.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, we will be going off to school this year. It's now a question of Florida or Vegas. (Why oh why did Vegas have to be 120 miles from St. George and Tampa have to be 2,000 miles? Why not the other way around?) *poignant sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. I'm a little wound up right now. I hope you all have just as wonderful of a day as I'm having! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-1663810949235866838?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1663810949235866838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=1663810949235866838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/1663810949235866838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/1663810949235866838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/04/keep-your-words-soft-and-sweet.html' title='Keep your words soft and sweet...'/><author><name>Kammi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-8679435529465932338</id><published>2009-04-07T06:59:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:15:24.760-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing a Novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDStorymaker Conference'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pursue Your Writing Dream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Window Opens'/><title type='text'>Check Out My New Website</title><content type='html'>by Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hard at work on a new website that I've designed for writers. I'm hoping it will answer questions for new writers and even give seasoned writers a few ideas. If you have a chance, check it out &lt;a href="http://pursueyourwritingdream.com"&gt;Pursue Your Writing Dream&lt;/a&gt;. Let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been working hard on the first draft of my next novel. I've written 35,000 words, but I'm not sure I like any of them so I've been rewriting it. Why can't the words on the page communicate what's in my head? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a tagline for my novel, &lt;em&gt;A Window Opens&lt;/em&gt;, an LDS romance that should be available this summer. "Abandoned at the altar, Caitlyn vows to never love again. Will Travis change her mind or will it be deja vu?" What do you think? Would this make you want to read the book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to attend the &lt;a href="http://www.ldstorymakers.com"&gt;LDStorymaker conference &lt;/a&gt;later this month. I can't wait to see my old friends and make new ones. I'm looking forward to all of the great classes, too. I'll even be one of the panelists for online marketing. If you're thinking about going, don't hesitate, it's a fabulous conference and you won't regret attending.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-8679435529465932338?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8679435529465932338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=8679435529465932338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8679435529465932338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8679435529465932338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/04/check-out-my-new-website.html' title='Check Out My New Website'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-7971846556905042507</id><published>2009-04-01T19:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:36:30.879-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='priests quorum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missionary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short story'/><title type='text'>Turn it into a book?</title><content type='html'>There is a lot more to this story. I did a one pager to see if there is interest. We haven't had many posts on this site lately. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen-year-old Kim Price lived in Duttonvile, the slum area of Idaho Falls, Idaho, when he was called to be the first assistant in the priest’s quorum in his LDS ward.&lt;br /&gt;Duttonville wasn’t really a slum. How could a town like Idaho Falls have a slum? But everyone knew where Duttonville was, and what it was, even though the name had no official designation. There was no pavement, no curbs and gutters, not even any gravel—just houses and yards, a few marked by fences, with open areas of dirt surface for the streets.&lt;br /&gt;Armed with a mandate from the bishop, Kim set out to insure that every priest in the ward boundary was accounted for and properly fellowshipped.&lt;br /&gt;That’s when Kim met Ritmo. His real name was Richard Simpson, but somehow, through the twisted maze of Richard’s mind, his name came out of his mouth as Ritmo. In fact, all the words that Richard spoke came out twisted. When his mother had tried to enroll him in the first grade the principal had sent them both home, saying Richard was unteachable. So Richard remained at home, uneducated and for the most part unnoticed. Until Kim came along.&lt;br /&gt;Kim liked Richard immediately. Ritmo had an easy smile and once Kim got used to the strange language, he began to understand it. As Kim included Ritmo in an increasing number of ward social events others learned to understand and speak the strange language too. Simpsonese, they called it. It seemed, all the kids, in a very friendly way, wanted to speak Simpsonese. Ritmo really didn’t mind. He knew they weren’t making fun of him. Speaking his language became the cool thing at High School. Ritmo never did go to High School but his language made it there.&lt;br /&gt;Ritmo especially liked being taught to read by Sister Frandsen, Kim’s mom. She was a school teacher, and a good one.&lt;br /&gt;After a while Ritmo decided that what he really wanted was to say the sacrament prayer like Kim and the other priests. How could he get all the tangling between his mind and tongue untangled?&lt;br /&gt;The priests’ quorum spent hours helping to build the new church. One of their favorite jobs was shingling the huge roof. It took days of sweaty work in the glaring sun. Soon the boys were swinging hammers and throwing shingles in a soft rhythm. And soon Richard and Kim were repeating over and over and over the words to the sacrament prayer in the same rhythm. O God, tap-bam, O God the Eternal… tap-bam, tap-bam. O God the eternal Father. tap-bam, tap-bam, tap-bam. Hour after hour after grinding hour…. sliding shingles into place, holding them, holding nails, swinging the stubby roofing hatchets; tap-bam, tap-bam, tap-bam, tap-bam as the four nails for each shingle went into place.&lt;br /&gt;More than a little apprehension filled the congregation the day Richard finally sat at the sacrament table. With superman concentration and probably the aid of unseen angels, Ritmo began carefully, “O God the Eternal Father, we ask thee….”&lt;br /&gt;It’s unlikely that there has ever been a sacrament prayer in all Mormondom listened to more carefully than was that sacrament prayer that day. Each syllable had the right sound and exactly the right emphasis. Crystal clear, the words echoed into the halls of heaven, piercing every heart that heard them.&lt;br /&gt;Two years later, Kim stood in front of the same congregation—his family and friends, Ritmo’s family and friends— and explained to them that he had received his mission call.&lt;br /&gt;Ritmo had wanted a mission call too. After saying the sacrament prayer correctly, he wanted more than anything to go on a mission—to do everything that Kim did—to be like Kim. But untangling Richard’s mental maze enough to memorize six entire discussions seemed insurmountable to church leaders.&lt;br /&gt;But Kim wasn’t standing in front of the congregation to talk about leaving on his mission to Atlanta, GA.&lt;br /&gt;This was not a farewell for the newly-called missionary, but a funeral for a close friend. Shortly after Kim received his mission call, Ritmo had died in a horrific car accident. Kim explained, his words hesitating with emotion, that Ritmo had also received a mission call and both of them would be enterting the MTC on Wednesday. But on different sides of the veil.&lt;br /&gt;©2009 Lyle Mortimer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-7971846556905042507?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7971846556905042507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=7971846556905042507&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7971846556905042507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7971846556905042507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/04/turn-it-into-book.html' title='Turn it into a book?'/><author><name>Lyle Mortimer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14845113675094639541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0E9uqeimyzk/SOo6vpmd6MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zMUhoIJCTVU/S220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-4240923010987058471</id><published>2009-03-09T12:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T12:52:42.574-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HBO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book of Mormon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temple Ceremony'/><title type='text'>Mock Temple Ceremony on HBO</title><content type='html'>By Christine Thackeray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is real. I couldn't believe it, but it's true.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;On page 48 of the TV guide this week there is a person wearing the sacred ceremonial temple clothing. Go look. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tvguidemagsales.com/WeeklyIssues/TVG030909.pdf"&gt;http://www.tvguidemagsales.com/WeeklyIssues/TVG030909.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Love is planning on depicting parts of the endowment and sealing ceremonies on HBO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this horrifies you as it does me, you can send a complaint to HBO and the FCC. It will only take a few minutes. Please take the time. If there is any way we can stop this desecration of what we hold so sacred, I think we should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To write HBO, click &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/apps/submitinfo/contactus/submit.do?title=Big%20Love&amp;questiontype=biglove"&gt;http://www.hbo.com/apps/submitinfo/contactus/submit.do?title=Big%20Love&amp;questiontype=biglove&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To File a complaint with the FCC go to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://esupport.fcc.gov/complaints.htm"&gt;http://esupport.fcc.gov/complaints.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Choose "Broadcast (TV and Radio), Cable, and Satellite Issues" and then click "NEXT."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Choose "Broadcast programs showing obscene, profane, and/or indecent material" then click "NEXT."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Click on "ONLINE FORM"  Fill out the form with your complaint and submit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Love airs on HBO on 03/15/2009 at 9:00 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are two things your want to RESPECTFULLY say in your own words to HBO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I believe it is wrong for HBO to publicly air portions of sacred ceremonies of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints without permission  from the church and based on information given you by someone who has left the church and may harbor bad feelings toward the church and wish to do it harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE BIG ONE THAT WILL  ALWAYS GET THEIR ATTENTION:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If you air such an episode, I will cancel my subscription to all HBO channels (if you have them), and will not purchase HBO DVDs or any other HBO entertainment products or packages ever again.  Furthermore, I will encourage my friends and associates to do likewise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell everyone you know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister Beck reminded us in the October 2007 conference, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Hinckley said in a worldwide leadership training meeting: “If [we] will be united and speak with one voice, [our] strength will be incalculable. … It is so tremendously important that [we] stand strong and immovable for that which is correct and proper under the plan of the Lord.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is one of those times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-4240923010987058471?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4240923010987058471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=4240923010987058471&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/4240923010987058471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/4240923010987058471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/03/mock-temple-ceremony-on-hbo.html' title='Mock Temple Ceremony on HBO'/><author><name>Christine Thackeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05551874470033926037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hbWJ9YMu-Cw/R3rDnQKQd0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/rCddcRh1PBs/S220/Thackeray018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-2088361026355725173</id><published>2009-02-27T12:23:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T12:38:21.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recovering Charles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='author'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jason Wright'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><title type='text'>Learning from Jason Wright</title><content type='html'>I &lt;a href="http://rebeccatalleywrites.blogspot.com/2009/02/recovering-charles-by-jason-wright.html"&gt;reviewed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Recovering Charles&lt;/span&gt; by Jason Wright on my blog&lt;/a&gt; yesterday. I was pleasantly surprised, and impressed, to see that Jason Wright left a comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a busy man. A NY Times bestselling author. A husband. A dad. He has plenty to do, but he took the time to read a review by some unknown blogger and then went a step further and left a comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does that say to me? He cares about his readers. He's willing to take the time to contact readers even though he's a popular author. He's putting forth an effort to connect with his audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we seek to build a readership for our books, we can learn from Jason Wright. We can put forth the effort to connect with readers. We should be diligent in supporting those who read and review our books. We should listen to what our readers say and apply what we learn from them to our works in progress. And, even when we're on the NY Times bestselling list, we should always be humble enough to realize that it's our readers who put us there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/1a3b3af0-838d-49b6-9b3b-e31472fe5ec9/" title="Zemified by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=1a3b3af0-838d-49b6-9b3b-e31472fe5ec9" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-2088361026355725173?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2088361026355725173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=2088361026355725173&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/2088361026355725173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/2088361026355725173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/learning-from-jason-wright.html' title='Learning from Jason Wright'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-5904500237133741175</id><published>2009-02-18T11:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:32:59.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poll: favorite place to move...or not favorite</title><content type='html'>PLEASE COMMENT!! IT'S A MATTER OF LIFE OR DEATH! (Well, not really, but I feel like being melodramatic. The threat of a move to Wisconsin will do that to you, you know...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m taking a poll. (Editors: remember how we used to do that all the time for random things? Ah, the memories…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the questions: If you had to move to one of the following cities, which one would you pick and why? Which one would you avoid at all costs and why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las Vegas, NV&lt;br /&gt;Phoenix, AZ&lt;br /&gt;Tucson, AZ&lt;br /&gt;Denver, CO&lt;br /&gt;Tulsa, OK&lt;br /&gt;Atlanta, GA&lt;br /&gt;Bradenton, FL&lt;br /&gt;Miami, FL&lt;br /&gt;Philadelphia, PA&lt;br /&gt;Portland, ME&lt;br /&gt;Milwaukee, WI&lt;br /&gt;Lawrence, KS&lt;br /&gt;Columbus, OH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…yep, I think that covers it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you’re wondering, I dislike snow, big cities, and flat terrain, in that order. I realize that at least one of those applies to each city on the list, but I’d appreciate any info on how bad those or other conditions might be in the above locations.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any input would be appreciated. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, and for those of you who are wondering, no, there are no cannibal neighbors in my near future. Tornados? Maybe. Hurricanes? Possibly. Snow in the winters and giant mosquitoes in the summers? Unfortunately, quite likely. But no cannibals.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-5904500237133741175?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5904500237133741175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=5904500237133741175&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5904500237133741175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5904500237133741175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/poll-favorite-place-to-moveor-not.html' title='Poll: favorite place to move...or not favorite'/><author><name>Kammi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-5962802752048662215</id><published>2009-02-17T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T12:16:39.449-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentines day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison Ford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temple Attendace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='genealogy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swimming pool'/><title type='text'>How Did You Celebrate?</title><content type='html'>by Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was wonderful having a long weekend. A break from school, seminary, fixing sack lunches, and trying to beat the school bus to the end of my driveway is always a welcome relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was the end of the trimester (yes, we have trimesters. Why? Couldn't tell you, but it makes for much confusion when transferring credits from college-level classes at the high school over to a college on the semester system) on Thursday, we also had Friday off. After doing chores, of course, some of my kids went to their cousin's to celebrate birthdays. My husband and I went to the temple (which is in another state) and attended an endowment session. The cool thing (well, it's always great to go to the temple) is that we had family names. The person for whom I was a proxy was not a direct ancestor, but I knew her and I could see her face throughout the session. This is when genealogy work really feels personal. Afterwards, my honey and I had a nice dinner for our Valentine's date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday involved basketball games and a Valentine's celebration. My younger girls and I put on facials. I think the boys all wondered why green-faced women were walking around the house. We then all made pizza and watched a family movie. My son wanted to watch a "boy" movie, but I insisted we watch something Valentineish so it was, "Sabrina," with Harrison Ford. A very romantic movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I tossed my pride aside, donned a bathing suit, and we all went swimming at our public pool. We had a a great time. Though I wished I looked better in a swimsuit, sometimes it's just more important to please the kids than myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a fun weekend. The only downside? We all had to go back to work, seminary, school, fixing sack lunches, laundry, and cleaning today. How long until spring break?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/99316c04-5276-4d9f-b50b-7702076809a1/" title="Zemified by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=99316c04-5276-4d9f-b50b-7702076809a1" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-5962802752048662215?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5962802752048662215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=5962802752048662215&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5962802752048662215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5962802752048662215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-did-you-celebrate.html' title='How Did You Celebrate?'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-7988144211909122601</id><published>2009-02-10T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T16:14:42.179-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><title type='text'>Manic Monday on Tuesday</title><content type='html'>by Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always liked the song, "Manic Monday," probably because that's how I feel every Monday. Actually, I don't even know most of the words, I just feel like Mondays are always nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were leaving for church my kids all said, "Hey, we can see the dirt in the field now. The snow has finally all melted." Wrong thing to say. When we got out of church it was snowing and by late Sunday afternoon we couldn't see any brown in the fields. Yesterday it snowed so much my daughter stayed in town with a friend so she didn't have to traverse the dangerous roads. It snowed again during the night and we  have about 6-7 inches on the ground now. The roads seem to be clear, but my driveway (1/8 mile long) is treacherous at best. The cleared roads don't so us much good if we can't even get out of the driveway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I ended up having the flu and am finally now feeling better. I hate being sick. I'd much rather take care of sick kids than be sick myself. And, just when I was feeling totally barfy, my youngest decided to have an exploda-diaper all over the place. As if I weren't sick enough, cleaning that up about did me in. Good thing I love him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I realize it isn't Monday today, but I feel like it is because all that I usually do on Monday to make up for a wild and crazy movie-watching, popcorn-eating, game-playing, kids-chasing weekend was put on hold while I was sick and I did all that make-up work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to a Wonderful Wednesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-7988144211909122601?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7988144211909122601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=7988144211909122601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7988144211909122601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7988144211909122601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/manic-monday-on-tuesday.html' title='Manic Monday on Tuesday'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-7974990465567134234</id><published>2009-02-06T12:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T12:36:17.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AML Meeting</title><content type='html'>Saturday, February 28, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Association for Mormon Letters Annual Meeting&lt;br /&gt;Library&lt;br /&gt;Utah Valley University&lt;br /&gt;Orem, Utah &lt;br /&gt;For more information visit the AML website: http://www.aml.org&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-7974990465567134234?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7974990465567134234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=7974990465567134234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7974990465567134234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7974990465567134234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/saturday-february-28-2009-association.html' title='AML Meeting'/><author><name>Janet Kay Jensen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1257/800511622_6b9e6f65fb_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-8842998986062894855</id><published>2009-02-05T09:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T09:55:41.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naming Characters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><title type='text'>Naming Characters</title><content type='html'>by Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asked in an interview, "Where do you come up with the names of your characters?" I answered that I usually choose names I wanted to use with my kids but my husband blacklisted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting to read almost the same response from other women. Perhaps, our writing is a way to use those baby names after all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to come up with contemporary names, I've looked through my children's yearbooks, asked them to name off kids in their classes, and I've even looked through the phone book to find last names. For me, once I name a character, it's hard to rename him/her. It's almost like trying to change the name of one of my kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not very good at naming characters. And, I'm always afraid to use a name of someone I know just in case it offends that person. I'm working on a middle grade novel that has a bully in it and I so want to use the name of the girl who bullied me all through school, but I'm thinking I better not, even though it's a perfect name for an ugly bully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also found that certain names conjure up certain images in my mind. Some names seem pretty while others seem ugly. Some names just seem to shout "nerdy" or "cool" or "ultra-intelligent." It's hard to imagine a rocket scientist with the name of Bambi or a beauty queen named Agnes or Gladys (no offense, but those are just "old lady" names to me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm curious--how do you choose names for your characters?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-8842998986062894855?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8842998986062894855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=8842998986062894855&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8842998986062894855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8842998986062894855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/naming-characters.html' title='Naming Characters'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-3127616289803430944</id><published>2009-02-02T10:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T10:26:00.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom Jeans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healthy eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessica Simpson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weight gain'/><title type='text'>Jessica Simpson and Mom Jeans</title><content type='html'>by Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen all the criticism of Jessica Simpson since she's gained some weight? It's ridiculous. Our society is so obsessed with weight and physical looks. Jessica Simpson is a beautiful woman, yet all the media can do is focus on her weight gain. It's especially ridiculous because even with her weight gain, she's still thinner than the majority of women in the US. What message does that send? Are those of us who wear more than a size 6 not worthy to live in our society?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the emphasis on healthy eating or a healthy lifestyle? Why does thin equal healthy? The message the media sends to our teenage girls is that if they aren't skinny they're basically worthless (yes, I have teenage daughters and this does affect them even though I try really hard to counteract it). That couldn't be further from the truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us have gifts and talents to share no matter what size we are. We are all children of Heavenly Father and he loves each of us. Why can't we focus on what's inside of us instead of what's outside? Let's concentrate on developing compassion, unconditional love, faith, obedience, and those things that will lead us back to Heavenly Father. I really don't think he'll pull out a scale and ask us to stand on it on judgment day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's important to exercise and eat healthy just like we've been counseled. It's important to maintain a healthy weight--not an unrealistic weight--and to take care of our bodies. But, it's something completely different when we're consumed with our weight and/or physical appearance. We should do our best to get and stay in shape and eat good foods, but then we need to find joy in who we are and love ourselves no matter what the scale says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the mom jeans? Yep, I wear mom jeans and proud of it. Here's a little heads up on the whole mom jeans vs. hip huggers. Hip huggers don't look good on women and, in fact, look good on very few girls. Hip huggers create love handles and encourage belly fat to hang over the top of the pants. Not very attractive in my opinion. Give me mom jeans any day and let me keep my extra flesh inside my jeans instead of rolling over the top of them. I am more than my weight and more than my mom jeans. I am a daughter of God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica Simpson--you go, girl. You sing and perform and find joy in who you are. You look great. Don't let the media tell you any different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/e3125ded-9d0f-454d-ad21-91d31fa46128/" title="Zemified by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=e3125ded-9d0f-454d-ad21-91d31fa46128" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-3127616289803430944?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3127616289803430944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=3127616289803430944&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3127616289803430944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3127616289803430944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/jessica-simpson-and-mom-jeans.html' title='Jessica Simpson and Mom Jeans'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-1733698644334292213</id><published>2009-01-28T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T15:49:00.441-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Mess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid funnies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><title type='text'>Kid + Marker = Mess</title><content type='html'>by Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SX5nkb2wSrI/AAAAAAAAAS4/P4AYvapoMns/s1600-h/JaredMarker4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SX5nkb2wSrI/AAAAAAAAAS4/P4AYvapoMns/s320/JaredMarker4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295784087484648114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SX5nkEmWt3I/AAAAAAAAASw/hfaTta-PNxc/s1600-h/JaredMarker3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SX5nkEmWt3I/AAAAAAAAASw/hfaTta-PNxc/s320/JaredMarker3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295784081241847666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SX5nkCkf2zI/AAAAAAAAASo/SvgVlwUtk2w/s1600-h/JaredMarker2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SX5nkCkf2zI/AAAAAAAAASo/SvgVlwUtk2w/s320/JaredMarker2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295784080697187122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SX5nj7APrXI/AAAAAAAAASg/GyLjbYavQA0/s1600-h/JaredMarker1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 293px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SX5nj7APrXI/AAAAAAAAASg/GyLjbYavQA0/s320/JaredMarker1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295784078666083698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least he found my missing markers for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-1733698644334292213?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1733698644334292213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=1733698644334292213&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/1733698644334292213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/1733698644334292213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/01/kid-marker-mess.html' title='Kid + Marker = Mess'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SX5nkb2wSrI/AAAAAAAAAS4/P4AYvapoMns/s72-c/JaredMarker4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-5366872103414826152</id><published>2009-01-26T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T18:24:37.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outlining'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novel Writing'/><title type='text'>My Current Work-in-Progress</title><content type='html'>by Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on my next novel--I do realize the characters are not real people and do not age :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to try a new method for organizing what I want to include in the novel. A friend of mine suggested using a long strip of craft paper and laying out all the details on that paper. I took my butcher paper, cut off a long piece, and started placing post-it notes all over the paper in a somewhat linear fashion. I've already replaced several post-it notes and changed them around, which is what's so nice about this method. I need to see the whole story from beginning to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the ending and I know what I want to happen within the story. But, I haven't been sure how to begin it or how to move from one event to another. The story in my head is beautiful. It's emotionally moving and has such an important overall theme. Yet, I'm not sure I can translate the beauty of the story to the page. This particular story is very close to my heart and very important to me and I want to write it in such a way that it touches people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping that this new method will allow me to see the story in a different way and know how to get from point A to point B. Once I start writing it, I want to write the first draft all the way through without a long pause to figure things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first book was a work-in-progress for years. My second book, due out later this year, is a fun, and hopefully funny, romance and I knew the story in my head so well it was easy to write. I thought I'd try this new method to see how it works for my current WIP and see if once I know the linear events, my mind will feel free enough to truly tell this story in the best way that I know how.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-5366872103414826152?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5366872103414826152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=5366872103414826152&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5366872103414826152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5366872103414826152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-current-work-in-progress.html' title='My Current Work-in-Progress'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-6831459735539385605</id><published>2009-01-26T15:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T15:07:54.647-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sidne O&apos;Reilly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Having Hope'/><title type='text'>The Power of Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By Sidne O'Reilly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear Sisters and Brothers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since I have put fingers to keyboard. Forgive my long absence. My book was published a year and a month ago. It seems like a lifetime ago now. So much can happen in one year. So many blessings and with them some challenges. It is almost as if the world has shifted in that year, and not just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How grateful I am that we have prophets to lead us and bless our lives with hope, direction and encouragement. President Uchtdorf’s talk on “The Infinite Power of Hope” in the last conference is lifeline. He instructs us on how to engender hope by reading the scriptures and praying daily. He also talks about keeping the Word of Wisdom, paying a full tithe and obeying the commandments. I have a personal testimony of the importance of daily scripture study and prayer. How we need this anchor in our lives to keep us afloat, particularly in these uncertain times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s make a promise to ourselves and keep it. Let's challenge each other to pray and read the scriptures daily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Know that I am cheering for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-6831459735539385605?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6831459735539385605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=6831459735539385605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/6831459735539385605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/6831459735539385605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/01/power-of-hope.html' title='The Power of Hope'/><author><name>Sidne O'Reilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17937657562626735009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-5867859195629275175</id><published>2009-01-22T09:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T09:59:42.093-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Characters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><title type='text'>Am I Nuts?</title><content type='html'>I'm working on my new LDS novel. I outlined it some time ago and recently went back to reread my notes. I'd listed the ages of all the characters and as I looked at their ages I thought, "Oh, but they're older now." I then tried to figure out how old they are now that some time has passed. I had to stop and remind myself that characters don't age like real people do because they aren't actually real people. For a moment, I forgot they weren't real and thought they'd aged just like I have. Either I'm a writer, or I'm nuts. Hopefully, it's the former and not the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the process of writing and delving into the minds and hearts of my characters. I love seeing the story take shape, even if it veers away from my outline. It's exciting to write a story and get to know my characters so well. I guess now I just have to keep reminding myself that they are characters, not real people (at least not to anyone else but me).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-5867859195629275175?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5867859195629275175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=5867859195629275175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5867859195629275175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5867859195629275175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/01/am-i-nuts.html' title='Am I Nuts?'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-1645760364856360327</id><published>2009-01-19T09:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T09:52:04.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LDStorymakers Writers Conference Announced</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;LDStorymakers Writers Conference&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.ldstorymakers.com/conference.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 24-25, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Provo Marriott, Provo, Utah&lt;br /&gt;One day registration: $75&lt;br /&gt;Two day registration: $150&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keynote speaker: Dean Lorey&lt;br /&gt;National agent: Amy Jameson of A+B Literary&lt;br /&gt;National Editor: Stacy Whitman (Tor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Editors from publishers: Deseret Book, Covenant, CFI, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add-ons:&lt;br /&gt;Schedule your one-on-one appointment with agent or editor&lt;br /&gt;Enter the writing conference&lt;br /&gt;Sign up for writers boot camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early bird discount available through Jan. 31&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-1645760364856360327?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1645760364856360327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=1645760364856360327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/1645760364856360327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/1645760364856360327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/01/ldstorymakers-writers-conference.html' title='LDStorymakers Writers Conference Announced'/><author><name>Janet Kay Jensen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1257/800511622_6b9e6f65fb_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-5133627463452790531</id><published>2009-01-17T22:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:20:31.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up close and personal with my reconstructed foot . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdWSPc_5IpU/SXK7qqERbAI/AAAAAAAABSg/5pgROg7ZI5Q/s1600-h/jkj+screws+foot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdWSPc_5IpU/SXK7qqERbAI/AAAAAAAABSg/5pgROg7ZI5Q/s400/jkj+screws+foot.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292498853634862082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I start physical therapy. I'll get a lot of reading done there - - and when the assistants come in to set the machines, etc. they always ask me what I do, and I tell them about my book and give them a business card. Many say, "oh, that sounds like a book my mother would like to read." Whatever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.........here's to making the newly remodeled foot functional!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-5133627463452790531?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5133627463452790531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=5133627463452790531&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5133627463452790531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5133627463452790531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/01/up-close-and-personal-with-my.html' title='Up close and personal with my reconstructed foot . . .'/><author><name>Janet Kay Jensen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1257/800511622_6b9e6f65fb_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdWSPc_5IpU/SXK7qqERbAI/AAAAAAAABSg/5pgROg7ZI5Q/s72-c/jkj+screws+foot.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-64362560189954301</id><published>2009-01-14T08:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:17:25.831-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brittany Mangus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertising'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog giveaway'/><title type='text'>Advertising opportunity!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By Brittany Mangus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SW17BxsGI_I/AAAAAAAABQk/NOi3K9PvCHw/s1600-h/ValentinesDayGiveawayButton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291020407678575602" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 247px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SW17BxsGI_I/AAAAAAAABQk/NOi3K9PvCHw/s320/ValentinesDayGiveawayButton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From February 1-14th I will be doing a Valentine's Day giveaway on &lt;a href="http://www.authorbee.blogspot.com/"&gt;my blog&lt;/a&gt; and am looking for interested participants. I would like to give away signed copies of LDS books that contain a love story, however other books will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Feb. 1st I will run a blog entry announcing the giveaway. It will have a jpg of your book, a link to your blog (or to your book's Amazon or Deseret Book page) and if there is room, a short summary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the drawing, I will email you the winner's address and you would then mail them an autographed copy of your book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in donating a book, please email me at mrsmangus@yahoo.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-64362560189954301?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/64362560189954301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=64362560189954301&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/64362560189954301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/64362560189954301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/01/advertising-opportunity.html' title='Advertising opportunity!'/><author><name>Brittany Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06743104955447005125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SrFOLx3LGmI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/IzV3A2zLSZg/S220/belly_heart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SW17BxsGI_I/AAAAAAAABQk/NOi3K9PvCHw/s72-c/ValentinesDayGiveawayButton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-8410597708339563792</id><published>2009-01-06T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T09:14:08.435-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poofy Hair'/><title type='text'>The Curse of Having Older Sisters</title><content type='html'>by Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when your older sisters get a comb and have too much time on their hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SWJowGHArlI/AAAAAAAAARY/E6Eg8IBhgDg/s1600-h/EmmaHair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SWJowGHArlI/AAAAAAAAARY/E6Eg8IBhgDg/s320/EmmaHair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287904087969410642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SWJo9IDodsI/AAAAAAAAARg/GE8zqUU3ziQ/s1600-h/EmmaHair2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SWJo9IDodsI/AAAAAAAAARg/GE8zqUU3ziQ/s320/EmmaHair2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287904311830410946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SWJpKoSZyPI/AAAAAAAAARo/xwHHDCJWWw8/s1600-h/EmmaHair3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SWJpKoSZyPI/AAAAAAAAARo/xwHHDCJWWw8/s320/EmmaHair3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287904543820597490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-8410597708339563792?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8410597708339563792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=8410597708339563792&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8410597708339563792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8410597708339563792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/01/curse-of-having-older-sisters.html' title='The Curse of Having Older Sisters'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SWJowGHArlI/AAAAAAAAARY/E6Eg8IBhgDg/s72-c/EmmaHair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-261591450539543677</id><published>2009-01-05T09:33:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T09:57:28.390-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcements'/><title type='text'>It's about Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;By Brittany Mangus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I were recently approved to be an adoptive couple through LDS Family Services! &lt;a href="http://www.itsaboutlove.org/"&gt;LDSFS&lt;/a&gt; is currently getting ready to bring up a new (and improved!) website which will have our profile on it. That will come up in a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287849602853912994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SWI3MpPMQaI/AAAAAAAABPk/ufsKu0h_j_k/s320/Adopt_Green_Button2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently the average waiting time for adoptive couples is almost 4 years (if we are chosen by a birth mother at all). If you would like to help us get the word out, please add this button to your blog and link it to our &lt;a href="http://queandbrittanysblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;adoption blog&lt;/a&gt;. Here is how:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Right click the above button and choose "Save Image As" and save it to your computer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In Blogger, choose "add a gadget" and then "picture".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Download the button, click "shrink to fit".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the link box, put "&lt;a href="http://queandbrittanysblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://queandbrittanysblog.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;" &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you for your support! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-261591450539543677?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/261591450539543677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=261591450539543677&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/261591450539543677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/261591450539543677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-about-love.html' title='It&apos;s about Love'/><author><name>Brittany Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06743104955447005125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SrFOLx3LGmI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/IzV3A2zLSZg/S220/belly_heart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SWI3MpPMQaI/AAAAAAAABPk/ufsKu0h_j_k/s72-c/Adopt_Green_Button2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-4763773910285442632</id><published>2009-01-02T12:47:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T12:49:56.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listed in Carolyn's Top Ten</title><content type='html'>Carolyn Howard Johnson has listed &lt;em&gt;Don't You Marry the Mormon Boys&lt;/em&gt; as one of her Top Ten Reads at MyShelf. Read about it here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://janetkayjensen2.blogspot.com/2009/01/mormon-boys-listed-in-carolyns-top-ten.html"&gt;http://janetkayjensen2.blogspot.com/2009/01/mormon-boys-listed-in-carolyns-top-ten.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heartily recommend any of Carolyn's books. She is an editor/promotor/writer extraordinaire, and a very classy lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-4763773910285442632?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4763773910285442632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=4763773910285442632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/4763773910285442632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/4763773910285442632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2009/01/listed-in-carolyns-top-ten.html' title='Listed in Carolyn&apos;s Top Ten'/><author><name>Janet Kay Jensen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1257/800511622_6b9e6f65fb_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-8527161018083999079</id><published>2008-12-30T22:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:36:10.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDS Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whitney Awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Nominations'/><title type='text'>Whitney Award Nominations</title><content type='html'>by Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to nominate your favorite books by LDS authors for Whitney Awards. Nominations will end at midnight December 31, 2008. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've read a great work of fiction by an LDS author, please &lt;a href="http://www.whitneyawards.com"&gt;nominate it for a Whitney Award&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Whitney Awards were first instituted for books published in 2007 in an effort to recognize excellence by LDS authors. Finalists will be announced in mid-January and winners will be announced at the Whitney Awards Gala following the LDStorymaker Conference April 24-25, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can view the list of books eligible for a Whitney Award at &lt;a href="http://www.ldspublisher.blogspot.com"&gt;LDSPublisher&lt;/a&gt; or at &lt;a href="http://shumphreys.blogspot.com/2008/01/books-eligible-for-2008-whitney-awards.html"&gt;Write Bravely&lt;/a&gt;. You can also view eligible books by members of LDStorymakers &lt;a href="http://ldstorymakers.com/Nov08NewReleases.pdf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, go now, and &lt;a href="http://www.whitneyawards.com/nominations.php"&gt;nominate&lt;/a&gt; a book or two!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-8527161018083999079?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8527161018083999079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=8527161018083999079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8527161018083999079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8527161018083999079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/12/whitney-award-nominations.html' title='Whitney Award Nominations'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-2913644836730504168</id><published>2008-12-27T23:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T23:40:48.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manuscripts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christine Thackeray'/><title type='text'>Wa-Hoo! I'm Finished- Sort of</title><content type='html'>By Christine Thackeray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writing process is an interesting one. It begins with an idea. Sometimes it's an experience from my childhood or a great piece of gossip. Sometimes it's a strange character that makes me laugh or something I've read the I don't agree with and want to change. With any luck that idea then expands into a story arc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the concept of the story is solidified, I begin writing. The dishes pile up, the laundry barely gets done and I write. Necessities are still taken care of, children are hugged and fed but everything else must wait while the story emerges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the last word is written, there is a huge feeling of success. That happened this morning for me. I finished my manuscript "An Angel In the Family." I did my happy dance and emailed out the draft to six of my closest friends and now, I've just begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, I have finished very little. I've only begun the editting process. Then I have to try to sell it to a publisher, and it goes through another edit, and then I try to breath life into the market by begging for reviews, blogging about it and telling everyone that will listen what a great book it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for today, I will pretend I've actually finished something. After all I wrote the words "The End"- Wa-Hoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-2913644836730504168?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2913644836730504168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=2913644836730504168&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/2913644836730504168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/2913644836730504168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/12/wa-hoo-im-finished-sort-of.html' title='Wa-Hoo! I&apos;m Finished- Sort of'/><author><name>Christine Thackeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05551874470033926037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hbWJ9YMu-Cw/R3rDnQKQd0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/rCddcRh1PBs/S220/Thackeray018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-1002162628127307243</id><published>2008-12-24T09:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:42:54.628-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>What the Savior's Birth Means to Me</title><content type='html'>by Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On December 19, 1968 I awoke early and told my father goodbye as he left for work. I even rushed to my bedroom window to watch his car leave our cul-de-sac and drive along the road out of our subdivision. I didn't usually wake up early to see my father off, but I did that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother took my baby sister and me Christmas shopping. We ended up at my grandmother's house later that day to spend the night. Long after we'd gone to bed, I was awakened by the ringing of the telephone. Though I was quite young, I realized that the late-night phone call meant my life would never be the same. My father's mortal existence had ended in a mangled heap of a car on a dark, unlit road. He was such a young man filled with so much life and vitality. He'd hardly had a chance to live. He had a promising career, a beautiful wife, and two young daughters. His funeral was on Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year I think about my father and his short life. I think of what could have been and, of course, I wish this story had a different ending. But, I also find great hope and comfort as I celebrate the birth of the Savior. Because Jesus was born into mortality, willingly chose to lay down his life, and was then resurrected, so too will my father (and my mother, my grandparents, my father-in-law, other family members, and my friends) be resurrected. The birth and life of the Savior means that I will someday be reunited with my father and all of those I've loved and lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Savior's birth makes it possible for me to someday have the family I didn't have in mortality. Yes, it's been hard not having my parents. Yes, it makes me sad that they both died before they could see and know my children in mortality. Yes, I've often wished to build a time machine to go back and know my parents. But, in the eternal scheme of things, time is only relative. The significance of the birth of Jesus transcends time and heals the aching heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His birth means that I can have an eternal family and that brings me incredible peace and joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-1002162628127307243?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1002162628127307243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=1002162628127307243&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/1002162628127307243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/1002162628127307243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-saviors-birth-means-to-me.html' title='What the Savior&apos;s Birth Means to Me'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-3059917659556969381</id><published>2008-12-24T00:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:13:20.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christine Thackeray'/><title type='text'>A Christmas Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbWJ9YMu-Cw/SVHgS57aPQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/C9qoFQ2fjoY/s1600-h/manger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbWJ9YMu-Cw/SVHgS57aPQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/C9qoFQ2fjoY/s200/manger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283250453274574082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Christmas Eve and I just wanted to share the story I wrote for a Christmas Story Contest on LDS Publisher. Merry Christmas!!!&lt;br /&gt;A Real Baby in the Manger&lt;br /&gt;By Christine Thackeray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“They’re at it again.” Brother Fortner adjusted his royal robes and rolled his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I huffed, putting down my clipboard. “Those darn shepherds, what is it this time?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire cast of almost one hundred people was shivering under their sewn up sheets at the dress rehearsal of our live nativity. This event had become a wonderful tradition for over twenty years running, and the entire town looked forward to coming on the Saturday before Christmas to watch the Mormon pageant. It was a great missionary tool, using the talents and resources from all three wards in our building. The angels sang in perfect harmony and the three kings wore lavish costumes with gifts of real myrrh and frankincense. We even had a real donkey that behaved beautifully-- if only I could say the same thing about the shepherds.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past it had always been an ‘adults only’ experience, but for some reason this year the Bishop had gotten the idea to use the sixteen-year-old priests as shepherds. It was a huge mistake. Everyone else took their parts seriously, but the shepherds had spent most of their time joking around or pulling pranks. They had sort of devolved into their own shepherd gang with my son as the ringleader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I quickly rounded the corner where the boys were supposed to be waiting for their cue, I nearly fell on my face.  Josh had been holding his crook out to intentionally trip me.  I barely caught myself and turned to face him, “What are you thinking? This isn’t funny.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three other boys held in their snickers while Josh shook his head, “It wasn’t supposed to be for you. Ty had asked Bro. Fortner to come over…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Listen, you guys, I am serious. This play is important and I want to see you change your attitudes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mom, we don’t even want to be here. You can fire us and we won’t mind.” The other boys nodded their heads in agreement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at them and took a deep breath. “The pageant is tomorrow. Please, I beg of you, just behave for one more day.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ty shook his head, “This is stupid.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It is so sad you can’t see what we are doing here.” I said to him and then turned to all the boys. “If you try to feel the spirit of this event and remember what we are celebrating, you might get something out of this.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked away feeling hopeless. When the shepherds started poking the ugly doll in the manger, I let them go home early and we finished the dress rehearsal without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day the weather was not cooperating. It rained all day. The cold gray added to the dread that filled my heart every time I thought about the manger scene and those darn shepherds. As we started loading everyone in the car to head over for the performance, I cornered Josh in the garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Honey, please, can you…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mom, stop,” Josh shook his head. “I’m going to this stupid thing for you but the truth is I don’t even want to be part of it. All the guys feel that way.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But, Josh, we are celebrating Christ’s birth. This is important.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is it?” My son clamped his mouth shut.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at him seriously. “What is that supposed to mean?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh ran his hand through his hair. “I don’t know. I guess I’m just not feeling it this year. Don’t you ever wonder if all this crap really happened or if it ‘s like some myth.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What are you saying?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shook his head, “Oh forget it. I’m doing it, aren’t I?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son’s words struck me with fear. He always attended church and seminary and had never mentioned doubting before. I looked at my watch and was already later than I should have been. I would have to deal with this later. Maybe this was the reason the Bishop had felt so impressed to include the boys, so I could face my son’s feelings. As I drove I said a silent prayer that somehow I could help to touch my son’s heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pulled into the church parking lot as the sun was going down. With many willing hands, the costumes and makeup were complete and everyone was in place at the right time. My stomach was doing flip-flops and I wasn’t sure if it was more from the anticipation of the pageant or from my son’s words. I could see him laughing with his friends in the dim light and didn’t know what to do or say to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment a young mother walked up to me. She held her infant in her arms. “Sister Adams? I don’t know why, but I want to ask if you would like to use my baby for the baby Jesus.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Usually we don’t use a real baby because of the cold and fear that they might cry.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know.” The young mother bowed her head. “But are you sure? Sammy is a good baby and the night is so warm.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was right. I hadn’t noticed that the weather had turned. The sky was clear and I guessed it was probably almost sixty degrees, warmer than it had been all day. Suddenly I doubted my original reaction and took the small bundle. “Thank you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave the baby to the sister portraying Mary just moments before the performance began and stood on the sidelines watching the story unfold, while the shepherds seemed oblivious to what was happening under the floodlights on the lawn before hundreds of people watching on blankets and lawn chairs. &lt;br /&gt;Mary rode on the donkey with a caring Joseph. The couple were turned away over and over again until one kind innkeeper led them to the stable. There amid the animals, Mary held her new baby and laid him in a manger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lights cut out and suddenly a spotlight danced across the shepherds who were swaggering around at the back of the lawn. When the light shone on the angel, they pantomimed extreme shock with a comical attitude that brought chuckles from the audience. Once the full choir appeared, they stole the show by one of them full out fainting. I shook my head in frustration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angels finished their musical number which was beautiful and Josh stood and said, “Let us go and see where the child lay.” He said it with a flat meaningless tone that made me cringe. The boys walked in unison across the lawn as though they were in a music video, moving their shoulders and hips from side to side. I covered my face and didn’t want to look but peeked through two of my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they came to the stable, they each looked and then did a double take. Josh fell to his knees, followed by his friends. They bowed their heads in rapt silence and the angels began to sing. I lowered my hands and felt the Spirit fill my heart. The sudden change seemed to affect the entire audience and the power of that scene made the reality of Christ’s birth and life once again shine in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pageant ended and people flocked forward to congratulate everyone in the cast. Many said it was the best one we had done and more than one person mentioned the shepherds and how they had been so touched by their performance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late that night I finally got in the car where Josh was waiting for me. Before I turned the key in the ignition, he reached out and touched my arm. “Mom?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes.” I turned to him and couldn’t read the look on his face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That was awesome.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You did an incredible job, by the way. When you knelt before the manger, people said they felt like they were there. I never knew what an incredible actor you were.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I wasn’t acting.” Josh swallowed. “No one told me it was a real baby. I was expecting that dumb doll.  When I walked up and saw the real baby- it totally caught me off guard and I fell to the ground. I realized that was how I was looking at the church. I was thinking it was something plastic and fake, not real. As I looked at the baby, I knew there was a real baby in Bethlehem all those years ago. There was a real Christ who died for me. It is real, you know?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my teenage son with the light of conviction shining in his eyes. The sight of him doubting in the garage flickered in my mind and the difference was nothing short of a miracle.  It hit me that this miracle happened because a living Christ reached out through an inspired bishop, a sensitive young mother and a simple manger bed to touch my son’s heart and change his life forever.  I closed my eyes so grateful that Christ lives and loves us even now. Patting my son’s arm I blinked back the tears of joy from the corners of my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know, Josh. I know.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-3059917659556969381?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3059917659556969381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=3059917659556969381&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3059917659556969381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3059917659556969381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-story.html' title='A Christmas Story'/><author><name>Christine Thackeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05551874470033926037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hbWJ9YMu-Cw/R3rDnQKQd0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/rCddcRh1PBs/S220/Thackeray018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbWJ9YMu-Cw/SVHgS57aPQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/C9qoFQ2fjoY/s72-c/manger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-701575173818767856</id><published>2008-12-22T21:06:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T02:20:30.407-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C. S. Lewis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christine Thackeray'/><title type='text'>An Early Christmas Treat and C. S. Lewis: Latter-Day Truths in Narnia</title><content type='html'>By Christine Thackeray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This spring my sister and I worked feverishly together getting out our non-fiction book about C.S. Lewis before she left to go on her mission with her husband and children in Brazil. We had some nice reviews when it first hit the stores but just this week I got an early Christmas treat. T. Lynn Adams reviewed it on Bella Online and I wanted to share what she had to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review of C.S. Lewis, Latter-day Truths in Narnia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the Chronicles of Narnia as a child and still recall wondering as a child what it must feel like to ride a flying lion. Later, during various conference talks, I fell in love with the quotes of a wonderful thinker named C.S. Lewis. How excited I was to learn that the man who wrote fantasy for children also penned philosophy. I remember wondering if he was LDS. Between flying lions and soaring thoughts, C.S. Lewis has held a special place in my literary world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not the only one who feels this way. At a recent Stake Conference I was listening to a speaker quote C.S. Lewis when I noticed a man toward the front nodding enthusiastically. Afterwards I approached the brother and said, “You’re a C.S. Lewis fan, aren’t you.” He was surprised by my observation. “How did you know?” he asked. I told him his enjoyment of the C.S. Lewis quotes, nodding in agreement as the speaker read them, gave him away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s fun to find another true Lewis fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why I loved book C.S. Lewis: Latter-day Truths in Narnia, by Marianna Richardson and Christine Thackeray. This book compiles into one place so many things LDS readers have quietly nodded over in agreement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book, published by Cedar Fort, is divided into three sections and three appendices. The first section contains his life history, (no, he is not LDS) his conversion story (he was once an atheist), and a brief look at his entry into writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The section reviews some of his fictional writings, pointing out Latter-day truths and gospel principles woven into the stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third section, my favorite, “examines some of the most notable references to C.S. Lewis by modern apostles and prophets.” Did you know that C.S. Lewis was quoted by Neal A. Maxwell in the very first issue of the New Era? Or that the Prophet Ezra Taft Benson quoted C.S. Lewis in his masterpiece address, Beware of Pride, “Pride gets no pleasure out of having something, only out of having more of it than the next man. … It is the comparison that makes you proud: the pleasure of being above the rest. Once the element of competition has gone, pride has gone.” (Mere Christianity, New York: Macmillan, 1952, pp. 109–10; quoted in Ensign, May, 1989)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The appendices show LDS references to some C.S. Lewis quotes organized by topic, by speaker and finally by lesson material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From pride to the role of women and the importance of family through to the eternities, the authors of this book note that C.S. Lewis had a way to pen words that “are easy to understand, almost simplistic. Yet there is a deeper meaning that causes one to pause and think more profoundly.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“His voice,” they write “has an ‘every man’ quality, as though he is struggling beside us, which enables people of all kinds to relate to his message. But along with his personal weaknesses and trials, C.S. Lewis openly witnesses time and again of his personal faith in Christ as both a partner in helping us overcome our challenges in this life and as our Savior in giving us the opportunity to share in His glory in the next. It is this powerful testimony of the Savior that rings true to members of the Church.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason I enjoyed the book was not just the collection of C.S. Lewis gems but they also incorporated comments by General Authorities. It's like a compilation of your favorite authors. Furthermore, Richardson and Thackeray, write powerfully as well and I found myself underlining just as many of their comments, words and impressions as the masters they were discussing. Hurray for them! My book is filled with personal markings, underlining, margin notes and even my own hand-written index in the front of the book to help me reference favorite quotes in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be a great book to give to yourself or others. When you give it though, make sure you include a marking pen. I quarantee this book will be marked, underlined, written on and dog-earred by every avid C.S. Lewis fan who gets it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to have more fun with it, wrap it up with a copy of the Chronicles of Narnia, a copy of Mere Christianity or The Screwtape Letters, or even the new Prince Caspian DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don’t forget that marking pen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-701575173818767856?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/701575173818767856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=701575173818767856&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/701575173818767856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/701575173818767856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/12/early-christmas-treat-and-c-s-lewis.html' title='An Early Christmas Treat and C. S. Lewis: Latter-Day Truths in Narnia'/><author><name>Christine Thackeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05551874470033926037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hbWJ9YMu-Cw/R3rDnQKQd0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/rCddcRh1PBs/S220/Thackeray018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-4101051143733887031</id><published>2008-12-22T08:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T08:29:52.968-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='professor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shirley Bahlmann'/><title type='text'>A Legend in My Own Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SUujDnl6E7I/AAAAAAAAAPE/Pp7WmDW1tsI/s1600-h/Trojan+Horse+legend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SUujDnl6E7I/AAAAAAAAAPE/Pp7WmDW1tsI/s320/Trojan+Horse+legend.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281494270584951730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Shirley Bahlmann&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know I was a legend until last Tuesday when I sat in front of Snow College Professor Bruce Peterson at my son's school Christmas program. Between songs, Peterson leaned forward and tapped me on the shoulder. I looked up from my book (which I read between songs) to see him smiling down at me. "Do you know what I remember about you?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;Now that was a loaded question if I ever heard one! So many possibilities ran through my brain that I was dizzy when I answered, "No. What?" I wondered if there were any other seats I could move to in the jam-packed gymnasium once he revealed some terrible deed of my past.&lt;br /&gt;"You were reading a paperback book in a college class. When the teacher called on you to answer a question, you looked up, answered it, and went right back to reading."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh," I said, not specifically remembering the incident.&lt;br /&gt;"The teacher stood there with his mouth open," Peterson laughed. "I was amazed. The whole class was. I didn't even know the answer, and I'd been listening. So now, every year I tell my students about you, and say that they can do whatever they want as long as they're getting the information. If they can answer the questions, then they can read or draw or listen to music or whatever. But if they can't, then they have to do it my way."&lt;br /&gt;"You tell all your classes about me?" I asked, my eyebrows disappearing into my hairline.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. I just thought that was so great when you did that. You taught me that everyone learns differently."&lt;br /&gt;"Cool," I said. "Thanks for telling me." Then I turned around, my eyes falling on the sweet adventure of the written word.&lt;br /&gt;It's really kind of exciting that you never know when you'll do something that impacts someone else. I just happened to find out because I was just being my weird self, reading books in my spare time everywhere I go.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'll sing a bit of song in the grocery store. Sometimes I do high kicks when I'm walking down the street. I don't know why. But if you ever see an urban setting and people on the street break out into a series of random high kicks, then you'll know that Shirley has achieved legend status once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-4101051143733887031?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4101051143733887031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=4101051143733887031&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/4101051143733887031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/4101051143733887031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/12/legend-in-my-own-time.html' title='A Legend in My Own Time'/><author><name>Shirley Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15613281300605173576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SUujDnl6E7I/AAAAAAAAAPE/Pp7WmDW1tsI/s72-c/Trojan+Horse+legend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-4815279397311028579</id><published>2008-12-17T15:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T15:48:07.884-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack Frost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><title type='text'>Jack Frost Snow Day</title><content type='html'>by Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we had a snow day because the storm dumped about 8 inches at our house and even more in town. Snow days are rare in our school district so we decided to make the most of the day off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bundled up, found our sleds, and went sledding on the hill behind our house. The kids all had a great time playing in the snow. My youngest didn't enjoy the snow so much but he endured it. My four-year-old grabbed a sled and went down the hill by herself. She screamed all the way down and laughed when she crashed into a pile of powder. We had snowball fights and chased each other in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were all plenty soggy we trudged into the house to warm up by the fire. I made chocolate chip cookies and hot chocolate with whipped cream. We then watched Christmas movies for the rest of the day, including &lt;em&gt;Jack Frost &lt;/em&gt;with Michael Keaton and Kelly Preston. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;em&gt;Jack Frost&lt;/em&gt; even though it makes me cry every single time I watch it. If you haven't seen it, you should. I love, love, love the ending. It was a perfect movie to end a perfect day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why my kids all moaned and groaned when they had to go to school today :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-4815279397311028579?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4815279397311028579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=4815279397311028579&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/4815279397311028579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/4815279397311028579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/12/jack-frost-snow-day.html' title='Jack Frost Snow Day'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-8349450041903103672</id><published>2008-12-17T10:27:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T10:31:57.796-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lee Ann Setzer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDS publisher'/><title type='text'>Vote for your favorite Christmas story</title><content type='html'>by Lee Ann Setzer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want some good Christmas writing and a chance to let your voice be heard? Hurry over to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ldspublisher.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ldspublisher.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to read—and vote on—Christmas stories by published and unpublished authors. Stories are posted anonymously, so you're voting strictly on quality, not on the author's popularity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not familiar with LDSP, she is an anonymous commentator on general and LDS-specific publishing, and well worth reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-8349450041903103672?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8349450041903103672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=8349450041903103672&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8349450041903103672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8349450041903103672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/12/vote-for-your-favorite-christmas-story.html' title='Vote for your favorite Christmas story'/><author><name>Lee Ann Setzer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17498357975662411720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-5395771475146461521</id><published>2008-12-16T13:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T13:07:41.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contrary to what I said earlier...</title><content type='html'>Every now and then, eating your words just isn’t that painful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mock the weather often in hopes that it’ll prove me wrong and do something totally unexpected—like dump a whole 1/16 inch of snow on our lovely city of St. George. Yesterday it snowed here from 9 am to 8 pm. I hear that the surrounding communities—those at a slightly higher elevation, got inches of snow—even up to eighteen inches in Silver Reef. That should keep our one snow plow busy for a week! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this brings back memories of my childhood here in southern Utah. Snow was rare, and when it did accumulate enough to cover the grass, that was really something special. As children, we had building snowmen down to a science. You had to have at least 1 inch of snow to build a small snowman, and at least 3 inches to build a big one. The most important rule was that you must never, ever mess up the snow in the front yard (any more than you had to, anyway). We’d only use snow from the back yard to build the snowman. First you’d scrape off the top layer of snow and set that aside. Then with the bottom layer, you’d build your snowman—which always ended up with dirt clods and dead leaves and grass stuck to him. You’d carefully roll the pieces around to the front yard, where you’d carry them to the middle of the lawn and place them one on top of the other to build the snowman. Then you’d get your clean snow (set aside earlier, remember?) and pat it over the dirty snow. Last of all, you’d make a flying leap from the snowman to the front porch to keep from stepping on any more snow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the hard part would begin as you’d defend your yard from all the neighborhood kids who wanted to steal your snow to make snowmen of their own—but that’s another story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You think I’m exaggerating? I’m not.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even though I moved to sunny southern Utah to get out of the snow, I was excited to see it yesterday. For one thing, it’s still a novelty to me. And for another, I know that it won’t stick around long enough to create that slushy, brown, slippery mess that hangs around for months in colder parts of the country. So snow is good. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-5395771475146461521?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5395771475146461521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=5395771475146461521&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5395771475146461521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5395771475146461521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/12/contrary-to-what-i-said-earlier.html' title='Contrary to what I said earlier...'/><author><name>Kammi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-6733145873075004015</id><published>2008-12-16T08:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T08:16:56.507-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Down Syndrome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><title type='text'>New Down Syndrome Website</title><content type='html'>by Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who've read my &lt;a href="http://www.rebeccatalleywrites.blogspot.com"&gt;personal blog &lt;/a&gt;before you know that I have a son with Down syndrome. It doesn't bother me at all that he has an extra chromosome. He's absolutely adorable, he's healthy, and he's full of fun and life. I've known for years he was coming to my family, though I didn't know he'd have DS. But, I knew he'd be coming at some point. I have no doubt at all that he was meant to be in my family and every day I am so grateful for him, just as I am so grateful for each of my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does bother me about DS is the attitude of others. When my grandfather (who is now deceased) found out a friend of mine was having a child with DS he said, "Can she get rid of it?" (translation: can she abort the baby so she doesn't have to be bothered with it?). For whatever reason, our society seems to think that unless you're perfect, you don't matter. The fallacy in that line of thought is that no one is perfect. We all have struggles and we all have problems. Is it worse to not read at grade level or to throw away an education? Is it worse to not understand sarcasm or to give it so freely no one knows when you're serious? Is it worse to love everyone regardless or to only choose a few select individuals to love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the eternal scheme of things, who's really handicapped?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an effort to change some attitudes and maybe, just maybe, make the world a little better place for my son and the 350,000 Americans (with 5000 more babies born each year) with DS, I've created a new website. I want to show the world that having a child with DS is an honor and a privilege and, in reality, isn't much different than having other children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The website address is &lt;a href="http://www.downsyndromeassociation.org"&gt;www.downsyndromeassociation.org&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hope is to turn it into a much larger site complete with a forum so people can come to a safe place (no judging allowed) and ask questions. I'm still working on that aspect, but for now I'd appreciate any input or comments to help me improve it. And, please, pass the link to anyone that might be interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for helping me to change one attitude at a time :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-6733145873075004015?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6733145873075004015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=6733145873075004015&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/6733145873075004015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/6733145873075004015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-down-syndrome-website.html' title='New Down Syndrome Website'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-2046261715818803311</id><published>2008-12-15T18:29:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T18:49:16.757-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>The First Snow</title><content type='html'>by Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sitting by the fire, listening to Christmas music, sipping hot chocolate, and watching the snow fall softly to the ground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't snow here every year for Christmas. In fact, most years it's dry ground.  The first snow of the season always seems to be magical and when it happens to be close to Christmas, it seems to make it even more so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to hear the crunch of my footsteps or see the glittering blankets as the sunlight dances across the fields. I love the tingle of snow on my tongue and the crisp, fresh air that nips at my nose and ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newly-fallen snow makes everything seem so clean and pure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-2046261715818803311?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2046261715818803311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=2046261715818803311&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/2046261715818803311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/2046261715818803311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-snow.html' title='The First Snow'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-7347218253344753998</id><published>2008-12-12T12:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:50:23.885-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Joy: Outsmarting My Kids</title><content type='html'>by Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday I spent the entire day wrapping Christmas presents. My fingers were numb and my eyes were bulging out of my head. My kids had informed me that it wasn't at all like Christmas because there weren't any gifts under the tree. They wanted me to wrap the presents and put them all under the tree so they could . . . squeeze them, shake them, count them, and otherwise snoop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually I spend all this time trying to be sneaky buying the gifts and then spend even more time wrapping them and placing them nicely under the tree. And, day after day, the gifts are all rearranged. I can always tell which kid was the last to snoop by where the presents are placed. Year after year, I ask them to please leave the presents alone so nothing gets broken or accidentally unwrapped. And, year after year, they ignore my request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year . . . I outsmarted them. Instead of putting their names on the presents, I put numbers on them. Yep, I actually wrote a number on each gift and then put them under the tree. The kids' reactions were priceless. "Are you serious?", "No, way, numbers?", "Mom, you're killing us here." "I can't believe you put numbers on the presents." "I bet I can crack her code." "Let's just open all the presents and figure out whose is whose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, while they were all lamenting the numbers thing, I had a stroke of genius. Since my husband and I are completely worn out by Christmas and we're the ones (the kids are far too busy resting and/or playing with their Christmas gifts) that have to do all the cooking and preparing for the big family meal with my sister and her family, we have this ongoing argument with the kids about what time to get up on Christmas morning. The kids want to be up at 4:00--the only day in the entire year that they get up early voluntarily. We want 7:00 so we can get a few hours of sleep before the big festivities begin. So, I said, "And I won't give you the code for the numbers until after 7:00 am on Christmas Day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I might as well have said we weren't going to have Christmas at all by their reactions. The oldest kids were the worst. They all fell on the floor and whined and complained. Me? I just enjoyed every second of it because this is the first year in too many to count that I might be able to actually keep the gifts a secret until Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I haven't had this much fun in a long time! Christmas cheer is in full force at my house--at least for me :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-7347218253344753998?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7347218253344753998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=7347218253344753998&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7347218253344753998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7347218253344753998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-joy-outsmarting-my-kids.html' title='Christmas Joy: Outsmarting My Kids'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-6902183293655559954</id><published>2008-12-12T11:57:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:13:15.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christine Thackeray'/><title type='text'>A Sorry Christmas Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbWJ9YMu-Cw/SUK2iWyJbxI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GOeAMXTKe5c/s1600-h/250px-French_horn_front.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbWJ9YMu-Cw/SUK2iWyJbxI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GOeAMXTKe5c/s200/250px-French_horn_front.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278982414579363602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Christine Thackeray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you each go to your children's Christmas concerts this time of year, I thought you'd get a kick out of this sad story. Last night we went to the Middle School Christmas Concert. At one point each set of instruments were introduced and played a little Christmas Carol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the large flute section played "Angels We Have Heard on High." They were fabulous (but I may be a little prejudice- my daughter was among them.) Then the trumpets blared "The First Noel" and so on. Well, when it was time for the french horns there was only two of them. One girl was to play the melody of "Carol of the Bells" and a boy did the "ding, dong" counter melody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They began and it was the most painfully horrible rendition I had ever sat through. If the girl hit a single note correctly I'd be surprised. The little boy playing the "ding dongs" was right on but couldn't figure out where she was in the piece because the notes she was playing weren't even recognizable. I was surprised that the director had forced both her and us to endure such torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the concert my daughter told me that the little girl who played the french horn had worked very hard to get the part down perfectly, but had gotten braces the day before. Every note she played was agony as the instrument put pressure against her torn mouth and gums. Suddenly, the sound of the music totally changed in my mind. I was touched by her bravery and my heart went out to her. Once again I was reminded that when I see things I don't like or agree with, I should be careful not to judge quite so quickly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-6902183293655559954?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6902183293655559954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=6902183293655559954&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/6902183293655559954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/6902183293655559954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/12/sorry-christmas-concert.html' title='A Sorry Christmas Concert'/><author><name>Christine Thackeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05551874470033926037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hbWJ9YMu-Cw/R3rDnQKQd0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/rCddcRh1PBs/S220/Thackeray018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbWJ9YMu-Cw/SUK2iWyJbxI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GOeAMXTKe5c/s72-c/250px-French_horn_front.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-5332826752808090297</id><published>2008-12-11T09:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:28:43.723-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book sales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promoting'/><title type='text'>New Marketing Ideas</title><content type='html'>Every day I'm more convinced that our success, whether as authors, bookstores, or publishers, is tied directly to the internet. I haven't tracked our counter on this site, but I'm not sure we're seeing much traffic here. Please let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciated Christine's post on Fair Use. There are some very good sites to get a good feel for it. And really that is all that is possible. The courts, in an effort to preserve free speech, have purposefully made the concept vague and as open as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A number of decades ago I had discussions with the Church's legal counsel. I was advised that the church operates as much by how the laws are enforced as by what the law actually says. In practicality there isn't much else we can do as publishers and authors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to promotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Eunpu is currently promoting a new book, The Stress Eater Diet. As part of his promotion,&lt;br /&gt;he is writing a blog to share a behind-the-scenes look at the steps he is taking in developing and marketing the book. He'll share his successes and failures, what works and what doesn't. It should be an interesting experiment. You can follow his progress in marketing the book at http://www.bestsellerornot.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really looks like a lot of fun and useful information. Happy promoting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-5332826752808090297?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5332826752808090297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=5332826752808090297&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5332826752808090297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5332826752808090297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-marketing-ideas.html' title='New Marketing Ideas'/><author><name>Lyle Mortimer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14845113675094639541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0E9uqeimyzk/SOo6vpmd6MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zMUhoIJCTVU/S220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-7616470725385028145</id><published>2008-12-10T10:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:50:58.747-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copyright'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christine Thackeray'/><title type='text'>A Word on Copyright</title><content type='html'>By Christine Thackeray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I co-authored a book entitled "C.S. Lewis: Latter Day Truths in Narnia." It was a lot of work to create the project, but the most challenging part was getting copyright for the many Lewis quotes and church quotes it contained. I really got an education and would like to share some of what I learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the concept of "Fair Use" is a legal myth. Fair Use is not determined by word count but by the publisher. If you go to &lt;a href="http://eerdmans.com"&gt;Eerdmans Website&lt;/a&gt; and click on contact us and then under Rights and Policies, they have their fair use guidelines posted, which are very generous. You can use up to 300 consecutive words with a total of up to 5000 without permission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, if you go to &lt;a href="http://harcourt.com"&gt;Harcourt&lt;/a&gt;, they clearly state that "Harcourt, Inc. requires written permission for all reproduction and/or adaptation of our published works." They not only don't have fair use guidelines, but I found they charge considerably more for even the smallest quote. The key is you need to check with the publisher to see what their guidelines are or paraphrase and footnote so copyright is not an issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to the LDS church, they have very clear rules set forth on their &lt;a href="http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=897f8a4948743010VgnVCM1000001f5e340aRCRD&amp;locale=0"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; but the bottomline is you have to ask permission for anything more recent than 95 years before 1976 which is 1881. Which makes the scriptures public domain, as far as I understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government has a very good publication on the subject &lt;a href="http://www.copyright.gov/circs/circ1.pdf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, if you want to brush up on the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the reality is that unless your book makes a ton of money or is extremely controversial, you may not be sued for your violation, but it is probably best to play it safe. The most important reason for this is that most publishers have clauses in their contracts that hold the author soley responsible for copyright violation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So use the quotes you love freely, just remember to ask permission. Once you begin asking you will see that many publishers will allow you to quote for free and are happy that you cited them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-7616470725385028145?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7616470725385028145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=7616470725385028145&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7616470725385028145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7616470725385028145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/12/word-on-copyright.html' title='A Word on Copyright'/><author><name>Christine Thackeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05551874470033926037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hbWJ9YMu-Cw/R3rDnQKQd0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/rCddcRh1PBs/S220/Thackeray018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-1751561191740208513</id><published>2008-12-10T09:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:15:43.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrr!</title><content type='html'>Winter has finally come to St. George. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evidence is irrefutable: I had hard frost over about 75% of the back window of my car this morning. AND our thermometer read 31 degrees F. at 6:30 am. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon frost will sneak over the ground, making grass remnants and dirt clods go frozen and crunchy. Then things will get really bad: it’ll get so cold that I’ll probably have to start letting my car warm up for a few minutes before I leave for work. In a week or two, we could even start seeing snow in town—as it travels through on the tops of vehicles driving in from colder climes, like Cedar City. I may even have to dig out my heavy coat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I’ll endure the cold for the sake of Christmas. After all, it just wouldn’t be the holidays if it were too warm for hot chocolate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-1751561191740208513?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1751561191740208513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=1751561191740208513&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/1751561191740208513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/1751561191740208513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/12/brrr.html' title='Brrr!'/><author><name>Kammi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-7873507161790083024</id><published>2008-12-07T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T21:34:42.264-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simplify'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>The Fuss Before Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/STyjfK2r4fI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Lg_LLC4PPD0/s1600-h/flying+stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 77px; height: 59px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/STyjfK2r4fI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Lg_LLC4PPD0/s400/flying+stars.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277272619256373746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Shirley Bahlmann&lt;br /&gt;After Thanksgiving, I got right on track&lt;br /&gt;Joining the troops for a shopping attack.&lt;br /&gt;I started out happy, it was a fine day.&lt;br /&gt;I had a long list, I was ready to pay.&lt;br /&gt;But others were out with their shopping lists, too.&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to find parking, the place was a zoo.&lt;br /&gt;I managed to grab a nice Christmas ham,&lt;br /&gt;But for vegetables there was just one shriveled yam.&lt;br /&gt;The eggnog was missing, so prune juice instead,&lt;br /&gt;With crackers and cheese to get the family fed.&lt;br /&gt;With still lots of presents I needed to buy,&lt;br /&gt;My feet started hurting. I wanted to cry.&lt;br /&gt;The crowds were horrific, the tug of wars nasty.&lt;br /&gt;They sweaters they fought over stretched out like taffy.&lt;br /&gt;Toy shelves were sparse, with things that were broken&lt;br /&gt;Or cheap knock off copies shipped in from Hoboken.&lt;br /&gt;The clerks were all surly, the sizes all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;The holiday music was sung from Hong Kong.&lt;br /&gt;I finally gave up and dragged myself home.&lt;br /&gt;I sat in a chair, tired clear to the bone.&lt;br /&gt;I started to count all the things that I had.&lt;br /&gt;If they weren’t all equal, someone might feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;Well, Bradley had more things than dear little Sally.&lt;br /&gt;I was short for my mother. I re-checked the talley.&lt;br /&gt;I was all out of money, my credit was low.&lt;br /&gt;But giving for Christmas was expected, so…&lt;br /&gt;I heaved myself upward, I wasn’t yet free.&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled outside past the Nativity.&lt;br /&gt;Then I stopped and I turned. I stared at the child&lt;br /&gt;The baby Jesus on hay that was piled&lt;br /&gt;Inside a manger, the crudest of beds.&lt;br /&gt;It was His birthday, yet where was my head?&lt;br /&gt;Filled with the shopping, the giving, the getting,&lt;br /&gt;The food I’d be feeding, the fussing and fretting.&lt;br /&gt;It was His birthday. The gifts he received&lt;br /&gt;Were just three in number on that Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;Three gifts for the Christ child, that’s all that he got.&lt;br /&gt;His Christmas was simple, mine certainly was not.&lt;br /&gt;I turned right around and marched back in my house.&lt;br /&gt;I picked out three gifts for my children and spouse.&lt;br /&gt;Three for my mother, three for my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Three was the number, not 3 or 4 dozen.&lt;br /&gt;Then I made cookies from something called “scratch.”&lt;br /&gt;When I taste-tested one, it was the best batch&lt;br /&gt;I’d tasted since the Christmas party.&lt;br /&gt;My fatigue was gone, my laughter was hearty.&lt;br /&gt;To simplify Christmas was the best thing thought of.&lt;br /&gt;To simplify Christmas was to emphasize love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-7873507161790083024?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7873507161790083024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=7873507161790083024&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7873507161790083024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7873507161790083024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/12/fuss-before-christmas.html' title='The Fuss Before Christmas'/><author><name>Shirley Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15613281300605173576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/STyjfK2r4fI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Lg_LLC4PPD0/s72-c/flying+stars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-1914000105474042866</id><published>2008-12-07T00:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T01:15:52.141-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book sales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christine Thackeray'/><title type='text'>Just Picking Up a Few Books</title><content type='html'>By Christine Thackeray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I happened to be in Utah for a day and a half this week in order to attend the sealing of my sweet nephew Joshua and his new wife Kensie. Amid the rush of half hour visits to aunts and siblings around the Wasatch Front, I squeezed in a quick stop at CFI. I was totally out of copies of my own book "Crayon Messages" and "C.S. Lewis: Latter Day Truths in Narnia" having sold or given away every one. While they got my books together, I meet Jennifer who is absolutely wonderful and then drifted to the back corner to browse through the discount books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I knew my husband was waiting frantically in the car and my brother was waiting dinner for me in Pleasant Grove, but I was only going to be a minute and everything was such a great deal. I saw an interesting novel called "The Golden Verses" and its sequel and picked them both up. I grabbed a cute "Twelve Week Challenge" and shoved a Rachel Ann Nunes book under my arm. I had read a great review of "Spare Change" so I couldn't resist it. Steve Cramer's "Victory in Christ" and a very interesting looking "The Story of the Book of Abraham" were keepers as well. All in all I was pretty pleased with myself. Unfortunately, I can't say the same thing for my husband who was ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I love CFI and was again amazed at all the great books they produce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-1914000105474042866?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1914000105474042866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=1914000105474042866&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/1914000105474042866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/1914000105474042866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-picking-up-few-books.html' title='Just Picking Up a Few Books'/><author><name>Christine Thackeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05551874470033926037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hbWJ9YMu-Cw/R3rDnQKQd0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/rCddcRh1PBs/S220/Thackeray018.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-7980722955687432554</id><published>2008-12-03T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T11:17:22.919-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Mess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><title type='text'>Future Baker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/STX7Xroi2FI/AAAAAAAAAQk/xDscJvvu2To/s1600-h/JaredFlour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/STX7Xroi2FI/AAAAAAAAAQk/xDscJvvu2To/s320/JaredFlour.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275398922802747474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any guesses what my sweet, adorable, curious, and ever-so-innocent son did while my back was turned?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-7980722955687432554?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7980722955687432554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=7980722955687432554&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7980722955687432554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7980722955687432554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/12/future-baker.html' title='Future Baker'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/STX7Xroi2FI/AAAAAAAAAQk/xDscJvvu2To/s72-c/JaredFlour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-8030803420282523733</id><published>2008-12-02T14:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T14:24:05.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Traditions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Family Traditions</title><content type='html'>by Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year, on the day after Thanksgiving, we pull out all of our Christmas decorations, put on the Christmas tunes, and decorate our house for Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to trudge through the forest searching for that one, perfect tree—you know, with the light shining down from heaven and a chorus of angels singing. On two different occasions, I had newborns that I carried in a front pack as we hiked through the trees seeking the one that would have the honor of adorning our living room for the season. Year after year, we cut down our own tree despite the snow, rain, or complaints from small children that their legs were going to fall off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the tree was usually so exhausting and took so long that some years we had to postpone the decorating until the next day. And, too many times to count, we reminded ourselves during the drive home that we had a tree on top of the vehicle and we should not drive into the garage. Yet, time after time, we’d forget and drive into the garage, wedging the tree between the top of the vehicle and the garage door. That became one of our traditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, a beetle infestation combined with several years of drought killed the majority of pinion trees in our area. We then decided we’d—gasp—buy an artificial tree in an effort to leave the live trees intact and allow for new tree growth. We may go back to cutting down our own tree when the forest has had a chance to regenerate itself, but by then it may be too difficult to maneuver our wheelchairs and canes through the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family tradition of decorating for Christmas the day after Thanksgiving has become an important part of our family’s memories and the kids look forward to it each year. My son, who recently returned home from his mission, has nicknamed the day, “The Talley Family Christmas Halapalooza.” He’s said many times how much he missed this tradition while he was away in Italy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traditions are an important part of our families. Kids look forward to traditions and see them as a constant in their ever-changing lives. No matter what, my kids know that instead of shopping on Black Friday, we’ll be putting up the Christmas tree, sipping hot chocolate, and watching, “Christmas Vacation.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, other traditions are even more important. Family scripture study, family home evening, and family prayer are all traditions that will not only strengthen our family here and now, they will bind us together for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were first married, we instituted a tradition of reading our scriptures together, reciting an Article of Faith, singing a hymn (usually a Primary song), and then saying our family prayer. It’s become such an integral part of our family that our kids won’t allow us to skip any part of it, even if it means we’re doing it at midnight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traditions that are grounded in the gospel will unite our families and draw us closer together. It’s never too late to start a family tradition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-8030803420282523733?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8030803420282523733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=8030803420282523733&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8030803420282523733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8030803420282523733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-traditions.html' title='Family Traditions'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-6487084979349307743</id><published>2008-11-25T16:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T16:48:43.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm thankful for...</title><content type='html'>I don't know about you, but this has been a rather depressing month for me. I just haven't felt like posting at all, with everything that has happened in the nation and the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday I was officially diagnosed with Celiac Sprue. Basically it means that I can’t eat gluten. Gluten is found in wheat, rye, barley, and perhaps oats, so it’s easy to see how avoiding gluten isn’t easy, and why Thanksgiving in particular might not be fun. It’s not just the rolls and stuffing I can’t eat; it’s the green bean casserole, the glazed ham, the pies, and even things like salad dressing and gravy.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it should have been depressing, but the diagnosis actually had the opposite effect for me: it has made me strangely grateful. As some of you know, I’ve known for years that Celiac Disease or not, I don’t tolerate gluten at all. A diagnosis simplifies my life a lot; I no longer have to explain or try to justify my diet to doctors, waiters, or know-it-all family members. It’s actually kind of nice—in a sad I-can-never-have-pizza-again sort of way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it got me thinking of all I am thankful for: my family, a supportive husband, a stable job, plenty of food (gluten free, mind you), all those law school waivers which slashed the cost of applications, the basic life skills I’ve developed (you come to appreciate those pretty quick when you work as a college counselor…), friends, good books, kittens (so cute!), inventions like washing machines and grain mills, a comfortable house, holidays, little things like lotion and chapstick… Really, I have a lot to be grateful for. (Sorry, editors! I couldn’t think of another normal way to word the sentence.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I were better at remembering the good things in life rather than focusing on the bad, but I think I’m slowly improving. I hope you all have a Happy Thanksgiving week and can find plenty for which to be grateful. (Editors: how’s that?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-6487084979349307743?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6487084979349307743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=6487084979349307743&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/6487084979349307743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/6487084979349307743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-thankful-for.html' title='I&apos;m thankful for...'/><author><name>Kammi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-8123143329258216155</id><published>2008-11-25T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T11:54:34.116-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Promotion'/><title type='text'>Twitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://api.ning.com/files/dS3hNhNWAOvydwMUGFDoDIC5VbMC1KKu*zAx3eg6ILgfTBBVmqTsVfotqgkFuVhPOwKxGBjAnw6cyicwtmfGUF982Kp9Ad0N/twitter.gif" alt="" height="49" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; By: Shama Hyder (www.AftertheLaunch.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Use your real name. Save the company bit for the info section.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use a picture that shows your face. Skip the silly goggles, hats, and political stickers. Show me who you are!&lt;br /&gt;Create a twitter background that gives people a quick synopsis of who you are. Learn how to create your own here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Share a link to your own blog posts.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find a cool new tool? Share it. My latest find- The Jing Project.&lt;br /&gt;Show gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;Ask for help. (Anyone know why puppies love peanuts?)&lt;br /&gt;Start a discussion!&lt;br /&gt;Re-tweet important tweets. Re-tweeting is when you repeat what someone has already twittered. Best example of re-tweeting I saw was when a Portland twitter buddy’s daughter went missing! The twitter board lit up with re-tweets. She was found.&lt;br /&gt;Share a pic. http://www.TwitPic.com&lt;br /&gt;Post updates during conference time!&lt;br /&gt;Report earthquakes and other natural disasters. Seriously-Twitter is faster than the Associated Press.&lt;br /&gt;Help a Reporter Out. Just follow @SkyDiver for relevant tweets.&lt;br /&gt;Brag about your clients. When they deserve it of course! One of our clients, K9Cuisine, personally delivered 24k pounds of food to the Houston SPCA after Hurricane Ike hit. Remarkable. Video here.&lt;br /&gt;Build relationships with people you only run into once or twice at conferences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create an informal mastermind. I once heard of a few school teachers who used Twitter to share lesson plans and get feedback on challenges.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick Surveys! What do you like better? Posts with lists or paragraph type posts?&lt;br /&gt;Make predictions.&lt;br /&gt;Perform an act of kindness. When @Dalbee heard my twitter pleas for help navigating Boulder, he quickly asked @laurenpreston to pick me up from the airport. She also dropped me back!&lt;br /&gt;Give and get Free stuff? No, seriously. Just ask @Aruni who scored a printer. And @DaveTaylor who scored free tickets to a Cirque show in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;Find product reviews. I never buy any big tech gadget before asking the pundits on Twitter to weigh in. Just don’t ask MAC or PC. The responses shut Twitter down!&lt;br /&gt;Movie reviews! Just go to http://www.search.twitter.com and type in the name of a movie you are considering going to. Tada! Real time reviews. Also you can follow @FilmBuzz&lt;br /&gt;Share a recipe! You can’t share food, so might as well share the recipe.&lt;br /&gt;Review a product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find an intern!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hire a new team member.&lt;br /&gt;Get the scoop on a potential hire. Just search for their name at http://www.search.twitter.com.&lt;br /&gt;Get the scoop on a date. Never done it myself but boy have I heard stories!&lt;br /&gt;Find a great new restaurant. Just ask a local…or do a search!&lt;br /&gt;Tweet-Ups. Meet up (physically!) with the people you twitter with.&lt;br /&gt;Vent.&lt;br /&gt;Get customer service help- quicky! Network Solutions, Comcast, Zappos, Whole Foods, and Dogster are just some companies that come to mind who have a presence on Twitter. It’s ALMOST as cool as having a fairy Godmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find JV partners.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brag about a job well done by another company or individual. They WILL work harder for you, and appreciate the remarks. @MariSmith is one of our greatest fans on Twitter, and we adore her for it!&lt;br /&gt;Find a job or a contract position.&lt;br /&gt;Establish expertise by providing your expert opinion when called for.&lt;br /&gt;Use it as a virtual water cooler. A lot of people on Twitter work from home, and appreciate the virtual water cooler.&lt;br /&gt;Share hope and pride! This was a common theme during the election period.&lt;br /&gt;Share tips. Swallowing a tablespoon of peanut butter cures hiccups.&lt;br /&gt;Find new blogs to read and explore!&lt;br /&gt;Connect with people across the globe.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t post spam links. This serves no one. Remember, it’s just as easy to un-follow someone as it is to follow them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find speaking engagements. Definitely stalk @BlogWorld. Just kidding! Rick is just a fun guy to follow&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Find speakers for your events! Both speakers and event planners hang out on Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;Share book reviews.&lt;br /&gt;Find book reviews. More accurate than Amazon in my opinion!&lt;br /&gt;Use cool tools like http://www.TweetLater.com to automate direct welcoming messages to new followers. Much like an auto responder. Use wisely!&lt;br /&gt;Ask top bloggers your questions! @ProBlogger @JonathanFields @LizStrauss @BlogSquad are all on Twitter!&lt;br /&gt;Get the scoop on local events. If you live in the DFW area, be sure to follow @LizMarshall @MarbleHead @Veribatim @CharlesMcKeever&lt;br /&gt;Favorite tweets (by clicking on the star button to the right) that you want to follow up on later. Especially the ones that contain relevant links you think you don’t want to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tweet out your newsletter or eZine. Courtesy of Aweber! (Just one more reason I love them!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get new subscribers. Do this by sharing relevant and useful information.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ask people randomly to subscribe to your information.&lt;br /&gt;Monitor what is being said about you and your company.&lt;br /&gt;…Then join the conversation!&lt;br /&gt;Find sponsors for your blog. No kidding!&lt;br /&gt;Break news. If you follow me on twitter you know that After The Launch will soon be Click To Client. You did know that right? = )&lt;br /&gt;Learn to become POWERFULLY succinct. If you can’t say it in 140 characters, well…then you just can’t say it!&lt;br /&gt;Keep your Twitter name short whenever you can. Your twitter name counts within the 140 character limit.&lt;br /&gt;Promote your conference or event. Keep it classy!&lt;br /&gt;Showcase your work. Either by linking to it in your information, or providing a link in your twitter background.&lt;br /&gt;Learn from people you admire. I do this on a daily basis, and it helps our business greatly!&lt;br /&gt;Play a clean and fun joke. Wait until April fool’s day.&lt;br /&gt;Get fitness help. I cannot begin to thank @fitbizwoman for all the help she has given me! I didn’t realize virtual physical training was doable. It is.&lt;br /&gt;Find inspiration. Follow @InspireMeToday&lt;br /&gt;Promote your new product or ebook. Again-be classy. Content marketing! Follow @JuntaJoe to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;Host contests.&lt;br /&gt;Participate in contests.&lt;br /&gt;Find and pitch bloggers who cover what you offer.&lt;br /&gt;Build relationships with bloggers (this is priceless if you own a business of any sort!).&lt;br /&gt;Getting votes. Again, no kidding!&lt;br /&gt;Get flight information and travel tips. Follow @Southwest @JetBlue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Redistribute content.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take questions from the audience whenever you participate in a teleseminar or conference.&lt;br /&gt;Build a fan base! Better yet..build a community. You do know how to do this right? Just to be sure follow @ChrisBrogan.&lt;br /&gt;Direct traffic. A huge percentage of traffic to this site comes from Twitter alone.&lt;br /&gt;Online Visibility! Twitter is a GREAT way to build your personal brand. An entire persona can be created just by following someone’s tweet.&lt;br /&gt;Find new people to follow just by following those you respect and trust. This is powerful networking at its best!&lt;br /&gt;Share tips that further establish your expertise. If you follow me, you will often get online marketing tips and Facebook tips.&lt;br /&gt;Say please and thank you. Yea, I know you only get 140 characters but a little politeness goes a long. Pls = please. TY = thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t use questionable pictures of yourself. If there are kids in the background, parents twittering may un-follow you.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t feel like you have to respond to every tweet. In fact, don’t. Only respond to tweets that you have something genuine to add to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get comfortable with the fact that there IS a lot of noise on twitter. What can you do about it? Don’t add to it! : )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get your particular group members to sign up with Twitter. Then use it to keep in touch with them and trade quick updates. The groups don’t even have to be formal. Neighborhood carpool, PTA, and office mates all fly! Check out http://grouptweet.com/ to keep it organized.&lt;br /&gt;Raise funds for your non-profit. Follow @JohnHaydon for more tips and tricks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Evangelize. Anything. Do it in the proper spirit. Please.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Track packages from major carriers. @trackthis&lt;br /&gt;Reminders - @timer&lt;br /&gt;Toot your own horn. Go ahead, you deserve it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don’t toot your own horn too much. Keep it classy, remember? : )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let others toot your own horn for you. Keep in touch with your clients on Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you tweet. It NEVER goes away-even if you hit the little trash icon.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t tweet what you wouldn’t want your boss, your mother, or your kid to see. You get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;Be there for someone having a rough day. Empathy made easy courtesy of Twitter. Watch @EvansDave to learn how to do it well!&lt;br /&gt;Get ideas for your next blog post. Just sit back and observe!&lt;br /&gt;Get ideas for a new product or service. A marketplace full of people just talking! All you have to do is listen and observe their pain. Then come up with a solution!&lt;br /&gt;Share! If you find great links, great articles, great anything- share. More often than not, your followers will appreciate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don’t worry about your status update count or your follower number. QUALITY over QUANTITY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un-follow freely. You don’t have to feel bad about un-following negative people…or spam bots!&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be a spam bot. Be a person! Let your personality shine through.&lt;br /&gt;Strive to provide value in every tweet. Think before you tweet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-8123143329258216155?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8123143329258216155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=8123143329258216155&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8123143329258216155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8123143329258216155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/11/twitter.html' title='Twitter'/><author><name>Lyle Mortimer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14845113675094639541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0E9uqeimyzk/SOo6vpmd6MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zMUhoIJCTVU/S220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-3207428536299749721</id><published>2008-11-25T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T11:51:28.845-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what publishers love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selling books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promotions'/><title type='text'>One More Little Thing</title><content type='html'>Steve Mettee of Quill Driver Books, sent me this story about&lt;br /&gt;one of his authors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is vacationing in Hawaii so she contacted a Barnes &amp;amp; Noble store&lt;br /&gt;and set up an author signing event. She then contacted the hotel she&lt;br /&gt;is staying at and asked them to place an event flyer in the morning&lt;br /&gt;newspapers they leave at the door of their guests. They agreed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her book has been out for at least 4 years and it is still selling strongly.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why. &lt;grin&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the idea of having a hotel stuff a flyer inside their morning&lt;br /&gt;newspapers. What a wonderful way to reach hundreds of potential&lt;br /&gt;customers (strangers in town) who may be looking for something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a later email, Steve told me that his author also went to the hotel&lt;br /&gt;next door and go them to place flyers in their newspapers as well! Now&lt;br /&gt;that's an author a publisher has to love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-3207428536299749721?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3207428536299749721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=3207428536299749721&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3207428536299749721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3207428536299749721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-more-little-thing.html' title='One More Little Thing'/><author><name>Lyle Mortimer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14845113675094639541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0E9uqeimyzk/SOo6vpmd6MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zMUhoIJCTVU/S220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-3728043301235175562</id><published>2008-11-11T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T08:31:31.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Park'/><title type='text'>Blockheads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SRmjrYKy0-I/AAAAAAAAAOk/UGaTehKV-cc/s1600-h/Bahlmann+Family+bricks+cropped+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SRmjrYKy0-I/AAAAAAAAAOk/UGaTehKV-cc/s400/Bahlmann+Family+bricks+cropped+2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267421204803933154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Shirley Bahlmann&lt;br /&gt;It was a year and a half ago when I got the urge to contribute to the local city park so that my family's names could be sandblasted in bricks for ever and ever or until a meteor strike, whichever comes first. I know I won't get any blessings in heaven for having my name on my contribution. My Heavenly home may be a few bricks short. It took a looooong time for us to be firmly entrenched underfoot in the new park's sidewalk, but now I'm proud to announce that the Bahlmann's are officially a bunch of blockheads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-3728043301235175562?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3728043301235175562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=3728043301235175562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3728043301235175562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3728043301235175562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/11/blockheads.html' title='Blockheads'/><author><name>Shirley Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15613281300605173576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SRmjrYKy0-I/AAAAAAAAAOk/UGaTehKV-cc/s72-c/Bahlmann+Family+bricks+cropped+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-4778488555941904013</id><published>2008-11-06T08:36:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T08:51:04.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Invitation to Cedar Fort Warehouse Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KI-4jpKQ_eo/SRMRpcQB-tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PJfYkCZv7Xs/s1600-h/CFI-Entire-Warehouse-Sale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KI-4jpKQ_eo/SRMRpcQB-tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PJfYkCZv7Xs/s320/CFI-Entire-Warehouse-Sale.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265571792981981906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-4778488555941904013?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4778488555941904013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=4778488555941904013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/4778488555941904013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/4778488555941904013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/11/invitation-to-cedar-fort-warehouse-sale.html' title='Invitation to Cedar Fort Warehouse Sale'/><author><name>Bevan Olsen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00426547445695704087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KI-4jpKQ_eo/SRMRpcQB-tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PJfYkCZv7Xs/s72-c/CFI-Entire-Warehouse-Sale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-5576058161603525832</id><published>2008-11-05T08:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:46:33.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking of Really Great Books</title><content type='html'>Speaking of creating really great books, here's some fun material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year, English teachers from across the country submit their most amusing similes and metaphors gleaned from high school essays. Here are some of the winners from 2007:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• She grew on him like she was a colony of E.Coli, and he was room-temperature Canadian beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Even in his last years, Granddad had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The ballerina rose gracefully en Pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-5576058161603525832?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5576058161603525832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=5576058161603525832&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5576058161603525832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5576058161603525832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/11/speaking-of-really-great-books.html' title='Speaking of Really Great Books'/><author><name>Lyle Mortimer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14845113675094639541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0E9uqeimyzk/SOo6vpmd6MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zMUhoIJCTVU/S220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-2245477774776430583</id><published>2008-11-03T11:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T11:32:55.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Promote your book</title><content type='html'>Thanks to all of you who gave me great suggestions for the author event in Salt Lake. There were about 100 authors there. Some we knew, but most we didn't. We had a great time talking about books, great books, and really great books and what it take to write them, publish them, and sell them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think there is anything I love talking about more. I really want to answer your comments later in the week, but I thought I'd give you a short list of books I'm coming up with to learn about book promotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many years I've suggested three mainstays: 1001 Ways to Market your Books by John Kremer. John as been at it a long time and he keeps his book updated. It is now in its sixth edition. The most practical book I've read is Jump Start your Book Sales by Tom and Marilyn Ross. The suggestions it has are the ones you're most likely to get done. The third one is Guerilla Marketing for Writers by Jay Conrad Levinson, Rick Frishman and Michael Larsen. Of course, Rick is the book guy of the bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've added a few more lately that I think you'll get a lot from: The Complete Guide to Book Publicity by Jodee Blanco. She was heavy into PR and can give you good tips. The book was written in 2004, but is now in its second edition. Three more on our shelves are The making of a Bestseller, Hill and Power; The complete Guide to Book Marketing by Cole; and The Savvy Authors Guide to Book Publicity, by Carroll &amp;amp; Graf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was looking down the list of book publicity bestsellers on Amazon this morning I saw a few more I think we'll order today: The Frugal Book Promoter by Carolyn Howard-Johnson. Many of you know her. She's from here in our neck of the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the ever-developing internet, we need to stay up with the following books: Plug Your Book! Online Book Marketing, by Steve Weber; Guerilla Marketing on the Internet by Jay Conrad Levinson, et al; The New Influencers by Paul Gillin; and Marketing to the Social Web, by Larry Weber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more I'm going to throw in is Word of Mouth Marketing—How Smart Companies Get People Talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to know if any have read any of these books and have done reviews. I'll post reviews as I plow through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for such great suggestions for last week and happy reading. As always, please comment so I know if I'm doing any good. In the end it is really only writers who truly make a difference. I'll post again on Wednesday to answer your questions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-2245477774776430583?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2245477774776430583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=2245477774776430583&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/2245477774776430583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/2245477774776430583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/11/promote-your-book.html' title='Promote your book'/><author><name>Lyle Mortimer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14845113675094639541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0E9uqeimyzk/SOo6vpmd6MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zMUhoIJCTVU/S220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-3044383802125512200</id><published>2008-11-01T08:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T08:06:19.430-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Santa Letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='author'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacy Gooch Anderson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shirley Bahlmann'/><title type='text'>Two Ladies in Red</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SQxexwtuctI/AAAAAAAAAOc/UUIa_rVHw2U/s1600-h/Stacy+Gooch+Anderson+and+Shirley+Bahlmann+Oct+2008+trimmed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SQxexwtuctI/AAAAAAAAAOc/UUIa_rVHw2U/s320/Stacy+Gooch+Anderson+and+Shirley+Bahlmann+Oct+2008+trimmed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263686273472557778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Shirley Bahlmann&lt;br /&gt;It was with great anticipation that I hurried to get ready for our author visit last Tuesday in Ephraim, Utah. I flung my "Eeyore University" t-shirt on the bed and pulled on a classic black t-shirt and festive red cotton vest. I thought Christmas colors would be appropriate for greeting the author of "The Santa Letters."&lt;br /&gt;When Stacy Gooch Anderson popped out of her car, I saw that she wore a beautiful shimmering red blouse. I love sparkles. She looked gorgeous. I had to have my picture taken with her! (I know it's blurry, but you don't see any wrinkles on me, do you? DO YOU? That's what I thought. Boy, am I ever tall... I hope I remembered my 24-hour deodorant.)&lt;br /&gt;It was delightful to have Stacy speak to my writing group first, and then to the community who gathered in the conference room. (I didn't get to hear that one, since I was rescuing my son from his locked car at work twelve miles away.) Stacy sold 35 books to grateful attendees, and handed out door prizes she brought with special messages on each one, putting us all in the Christmas spirit even though it was before Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, she and her husband, Brad, insisted on helping me carry things to my car, even though it was 9:00 p.m. before they left for home. Ho, ho, ho. They live what's in Stacy's book. And I was privileged to meet them both.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-3044383802125512200?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3044383802125512200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=3044383802125512200&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3044383802125512200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3044383802125512200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/11/two-ladies-in-red.html' title='Two Ladies in Red'/><author><name>Shirley Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15613281300605173576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SQxexwtuctI/AAAAAAAAAOc/UUIa_rVHw2U/s72-c/Stacy+Gooch+Anderson+and+Shirley+Bahlmann+Oct+2008+trimmed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-7933941948293223842</id><published>2008-10-30T07:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T07:58:49.021-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantastic News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><title type='text'>Fantastic News</title><content type='html'>by Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, "fantastic news" means I'm pregnant. When I gathered my children around the dinner table and had my two oldest children on speaker phone, that's what they all expected to hear. I'd love to have a newborn baby to cuddle and snuggle, but my "fantastic news" is about a different kind of baby. The one you all understand. A book. I'm happy to announce that CFI has accepted my next manuscript and I'm hoping for a publication date in late summer or early fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all very excited, even though a book doesn't have that intoxicating newborn smell :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-7933941948293223842?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7933941948293223842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=7933941948293223842&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7933941948293223842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7933941948293223842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/10/fantastic-news.html' title='Fantastic News'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-7388556403034492069</id><published>2008-10-24T16:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T16:37:01.005-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Author Seminar</title><content type='html'>I'm speaking at a fairly good-sized Author event next Wednesday. I put a few things together then I thought you might give me some significant input. What do authors really want to know from a publisher? What do you really wish you had known long ago? What piece of the puzzle is (or was) the hardest for you to find? If you could change one thing in the publishing world, what would it be? Any other suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your comments. I really do enjoy coming here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-7388556403034492069?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7388556403034492069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=7388556403034492069&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7388556403034492069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7388556403034492069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/10/author-seminar.html' title='Author Seminar'/><author><name>Lyle Mortimer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14845113675094639541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0E9uqeimyzk/SOo6vpmd6MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zMUhoIJCTVU/S220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-606262164421978318</id><published>2008-10-23T22:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:45:22.832-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lee Ann Setzer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Bah.</title><content type='html'>By Lee Ann Setzer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is about Christmas already, but it’s not my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I’m walking through a department store. It’s not Halloween yet, but they have lighted-up Christmas trees and walls of decorations. Appalling, yes. Unusual so far, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s what got me: prominently displayed on the endcap were dozens of boxed-up &lt;a href="http://%0Dhttp://tinyurl.com/67dwb8"&gt;“Charlie Brown Christmas trees.”&lt;/a&gt; You know, the one from the movie with a couple little tufts of needles and one big, red, ball? The tree that wasn’t made of tinsel. The “sincere” tree. With a little love and attention, it bloomed into a lovely little tree just right for the Christmas pageant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The “Charlie Brown Christmas tree” in a box is, of course, artificial, featuring little tufts of plastic needles and a genuine big, red ball. There’s one other difference between this tree and the one in the movie. If you give this product the attention it deserves, slivers of it will reach orbit upon application of appropriate amounts of explosives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-606262164421978318?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/606262164421978318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=606262164421978318&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/606262164421978318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/606262164421978318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/10/bah.html' title='Bah.'/><author><name>Lee Ann Setzer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17498357975662411720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-3910339426454154052</id><published>2008-10-22T12:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T12:47:41.874-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacuums'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacuum salesman'/><title type='text'>My Talent: Destroyed by a Vacuum</title><content type='html'>by Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have very few talents. I don't sing, dance, act, or sew. I'm not very crafty and I don't score high on the compassionate scale. I don't draw, paint, or write music. I don't play an instrument and while I played sports in high school, I wasn't amazing (I was good at basketball because I was tall, not because I could jump). But, I do pride myself on knowing how to change a poopy diaper, wipe boogers off my children (and the wall), and clean my house. Apparently, the cleaning house part isn't a talent after all, or so I was told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me see if you can answer this question. What is more annoying than a vacuum salesman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any guesses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start at the beginning. A company called a few weeks ago and asked me to take a short consumer survey. I agreed and answered several simple questions. The next week, a representative from the same company called to say that because I'd answered the survey, my name was entered into a drawing and I'd won a $500 gift certificate to an online store (with Christmas around the corner, I thought this sounded like a good thing). The rep then told me that in order to redeem said certificate I had to participate in a presentation about an air purifier and share my opinion about the product. I was assured that it involved no sales whatsoever, and all I needed to do was answer some questions about the product after a short 30 minute presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we have allergies, I'd considered buying an air purifier and was interested to see what this company produced so I agreed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The salesman arrived with two large boxes. I asked him to do the presentation in the library but he insisted on going into the living room. Strike one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pulled out the "air purifier" that freakishly resembled a vacuum cleaner. Oh, because it was a vacuum cleaner. Now, I don't know about you, but when a company lies to me about the product they're selling, it's a big "no go" for me. Strike two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continued on with his presentation telling me multiple times that my house was filthy and nasty and I obviously didn't know how dirty it was. (So, you see, my cleaning talent flew right out the window). He told us how I was putting my family's health in danger and destroying our carpet (well, he did have to change his tactic to include hardwood because we have no carpet on the middle level). After 2 HOURS (sorry, didn't mean to yell, but really, 2 hours, during bedtime, come on) he gave us the high pressure sales technique designed to guilt us into buying a $3000 vacuum cleaner. Seriously. Strike three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally convinced him that though we have several thousands, possibly even millions of dollars lying (or is it laying) around the house, we would prefer to sink that extra money into the Rolls Royce we're planning to purchase. He was visibly unhappy with our choice to pass on this exceptional deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did give us our certificate and, surprise, when we went to redeem it, we found out that, indeed, we must pay a "shipping and handling fee" for each product. Now maybe I was born at night, but it wasn't last night and when the shipping and handling fees far exceed the value of the item, I become ever so slightly suspicious and greatly annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This company lied to get a salesman in my house. They misrepresented the product. The product seemed to be decent enough, but $3000? With the cost of living so high at the moment? Come on. Then the whole gift certificate was a total sham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So beware of phone callers who claim to just want to conduct a short consumer survey. Before you know it, you may be subjected to losing your very last talent!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-3910339426454154052?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3910339426454154052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=3910339426454154052&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3910339426454154052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3910339426454154052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-talent-destroyed-by-vacuum.html' title='My Talent: Destroyed by a Vacuum'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-3965241850346666487</id><published>2008-10-20T11:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T11:14:27.644-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Authoring Series – Using Gravitational Pull to Master Your Promotional Role</title><content type='html'>Here's on more nice article I found.  Lyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Michael Drew - Oct 15 , 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ability to out-market competing authors depends on your ability to bond with potential readers. Similar to a new parent, you want to build familiarity and establish trust early on. By responding to your target audience’s collective cry for content, you can establish trust while drawing them deeper down the gravity well to book sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s where you want people. Way down deep at the bottom of your gravity well, where the pull is strongest. Get them there, and they can’t help but buy your book. It’s the rational next step. But you can’t just expect them to take a leap of faith into the waiting arms of some unknown author they’ve never heard of. You have to create a path that feels safe to descend by providing them with a trail of enticing content along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using a syndication service to distribute audio recordings, video presentations, or blogposts to popular social media sites is a good start. There’s no dangerous commitment there, just the small investment of time it takes to view your content. If they find you interesting, perhaps they’ll click the link back to your website, where there are more goodies to entice them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel the pull getting stronger? Now people are browsing around your ‘online store’ to see what you have to offer. Do you think maybe some of them would be willing to sign up for your free e-newsletter or attend your free webinar? If so, you most likely have converted a future book buyer or even a word-of-mouth evangelist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I’ve given you the big-picture perspective on how to create a subtle, yet inescapable, gravity well to book sales. The idea is to pull your target audience one step at a time into that well by responding to their collective cry for content in a variety of ways, with gradually deepening levels of commitment. Each step they take is an indication of the growing familiarity and trust they have in you as their primary content caregiver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now grab a shovel and start digging that well. It’s time to bury the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS—You might be interested to know that I have just started one of those syndication services I talked about here. It’s called Promote a Book Media, and it uses a proprietary methodology to broadcast your promotional content to a HUGE audience—faster and more consistently—than any other online syndicator. Check it out. It just might turn out to be the smartest thing you’ve done all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions about creating a gravity well for book sales may be directed to Michael R. Drew at the Austin, Texas, headquarters of Promote A Book: 512-858-0040. You can also contact Michael via email at michael@promoteabook.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-3965241850346666487?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3965241850346666487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=3965241850346666487&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3965241850346666487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3965241850346666487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-authoring-series-using.html' title='Good Authoring Series – Using Gravitational Pull to Master Your Promotional Role'/><author><name>Lyle Mortimer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14845113675094639541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0E9uqeimyzk/SOo6vpmd6MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zMUhoIJCTVU/S220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-80480820053267891</id><published>2008-10-20T10:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T10:37:38.075-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Give the media what it needs.</title><content type='html'>Here's a tip that came across my desk this morning. Simple, but necessary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book promotion tip: Give the media what it needs. Usually, what the producer of a radio show (presuming the producer of the radio show has scheduled a phone interview with an author) needs is: the author's phone number (and, perhaps, a backup number), a media kit, and a copy of the book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-80480820053267891?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/80480820053267891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=80480820053267891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/80480820053267891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/80480820053267891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/10/give-media-what-it-needs.html' title='Give the media what it needs.'/><author><name>Lyle Mortimer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14845113675094639541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0E9uqeimyzk/SOo6vpmd6MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zMUhoIJCTVU/S220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-3362849819921551931</id><published>2008-10-20T06:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T06:54:26.089-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wrinkles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smiley faces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cameras'/><title type='text'>My Smiley Band Got Camera Shy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SPx-h0NdUDI/AAAAAAAAAN8/P2094O23d1o/s1600-h/horrified+smiley+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SPx-h0NdUDI/AAAAAAAAAN8/P2094O23d1o/s320/horrified+smiley+face.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259217584277770290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Shirley Bahlmann&lt;br /&gt;My smiley wristband is gone. It didn't die a natural death, either. It slipped away when Channel 14 KJAZZ came to film me in my native element for an October 24 TV spot. It was the segment where the camera guy suggested a close-up shot of me reaching my hand into the Manti Library History cabinet to pull out an old book. The smiley band stared up at me in horror, it's plastic-y yellow smiley faces wrinkled with age and fear. "Let me gooooo!" it wailed.&lt;br /&gt;So I did. Out of the kindness of my heart, I ripped that little fellow free.&lt;br /&gt;If you watch the TV segment this Friday, October 24 at 8:00 a.m., you'll see him on my wrist when I'm telling stories to the children. But by the time we get to the research phase... the little fellow's gone to a better place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-3362849819921551931?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3362849819921551931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=3362849819921551931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3362849819921551931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3362849819921551931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-smiley-band-got-camera-shy.html' title='My Smiley Band Got Camera Shy'/><author><name>Shirley Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15613281300605173576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SPx-h0NdUDI/AAAAAAAAAN8/P2094O23d1o/s72-c/horrified+smiley+face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-4164482439549065237</id><published>2008-10-14T16:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T17:39:57.695-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Down Syndrome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven Scent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acceptance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tolerance'/><title type='text'>Down Syndrome Awareness</title><content type='html'>By Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In celebration of the National Down Syndrome Awareness Month I have created this video, &lt;em&gt;Extra C&lt;/em&gt;. Please help me spread the message that every child is a gift, even if the wrapping is a little different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music was composed and played by C.S. Bezas, an incredibly talented and creative musician. Please visit her website &lt;a href="http://www.csbezasmusic.com"&gt;www.csbezasmusic.com &lt;/a&gt;to hear more of her beautiful music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a thank you to all who spread this message and share this video, I will sponsor a contest and give away a copy of my book, &lt;em&gt;Heaven Scent&lt;/em&gt;, to the winner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to qualify for the contest you can post this video on your website and/or blog and/or make a comment on this video at &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nGO5wqldyAo"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt; and/or pass this link &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nGO5wqldyAo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nGO5wqldyAo&lt;/a&gt; to people on your email lists. Just leave a comment on this post, or email me, and let me know what you did to help spread this message and I'll enter you into the drawing. The contest will run until midnight October 24th. &lt;br /&gt;On October 25th one of my kids will draw a name from those that qualify and you'll receive a signed copy of my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for helping me to change attitudes about Down syndrome. Enjoy the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nGO5wqldyAo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nGO5wqldyAo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-4164482439549065237?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4164482439549065237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=4164482439549065237&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/4164482439549065237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/4164482439549065237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/10/down-syndrome-awareness.html' title='Down Syndrome Awareness'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-6347936059123657236</id><published>2008-10-13T09:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T09:50:03.545-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reviews, Reviewers and Being Reviewed</title><content type='html'>As always, please let me know if this information is helpful. Keep writing. It's more important now than ever. Lyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five reviews out of thirty copies really is probably about average.  It's sad, but with over 200,000 (Lyle: Actually, the number in 2007 was 417,000) new titles hitting the streets last year alone, it's hard for reviewers to take everything that's sent their way.  And, though we may not want to think about it, sometimes the reviewer just doesn't like the book (personal taste and all that) and that reviewer may have an aversion to writing negative reviews.  So, it doesn't get reviewed at all.  As to the risk of sending out books that will not be reviewed, here are my thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do your  research.  Whatever the topic/genre, look for venues that review your kind of book, in addition to the generic places.  You increase your chances that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Query first.  Send an email or postal mail with a press pack (i.e., cover shot, blurbs you have gotten, brief synopsis that does not give away the ending, etc.) and ask if they would be interested in reviewing the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Send out press releases, but don't rely on them.  It's foolish to ignore the possibility, however slim, that someone will read a press release.  However, don't waste a lot of time or money on this.  Most unsolicited press releases go into the circular file (this from my newspaper friends.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Write thank you notes to the reviewers who DO review your book, whether it's a great review or a so-so review.  That makes them at least somewhat more receptive to your next book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you can make it work, offer to write a feature piece for  your local paper or community paper, that somehow ties to your new book.  That may, in turn, interest the reviewer onstaff in reading and reviewing your book.  When I say a feature piece, I mean a short article that exploits some tie-in to a local place, person, legend, upcoming event, etc.  If you wrote a book about Ireland, for example, maybe you'd want to write a feature piece about St. Patrick's Day and get in a mention or two of your book in the body of the piece. - Tony Burton&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-6347936059123657236?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6347936059123657236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=6347936059123657236&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/6347936059123657236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/6347936059123657236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/10/reviews-reviewers-and-being-reviewed.html' title='Reviews, Reviewers and Being Reviewed'/><author><name>Lyle Mortimer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14845113675094639541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0E9uqeimyzk/SOo6vpmd6MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zMUhoIJCTVU/S220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-7856736231234138644</id><published>2008-10-12T18:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T18:40:54.032-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shirley Bahlmann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>The Haunted Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SPKOytn05bI/AAAAAAAAAN0/_MCu8c2UuG0/s1600-h/Bibs+dog+July+2008+and+Michael.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SPKOytn05bI/AAAAAAAAAN0/_MCu8c2UuG0/s400/Bibs+dog+July+2008+and+Michael.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256420716986033586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Shirley Bahlmann&lt;br /&gt;Bibs was just four days old, a little black weiner with a small white dot between her shoulder blades, like she'd been touched by a ghost. (Just look at her spooky eyes!) I didn't really want a Border Collie, I was more interested in a cute little whisker dog like my cousins, Guy and Janette Rallison, have. But Bob and the boys would have none of that. We weren't sure Bibs was our puppy until we did "doggy tests" at five weeks old. All three boys chose her from the litter, and that was good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;When Bibs came to our house, she was too scared to sleep alone, so the boys hunkered down in their sleeping bags in her dog run. When the weather turned cold enough, they came inside and she stayed out.&lt;br /&gt;When she first met our cats, they were all about the same size, but they wouldn't play nice. Sometimes our white-as-a-ghost cat, Dusty, would trot away to find a sunny spot and Bibs would happily give chase. Our black cat, Slick, never turned tail to Bibs. Even though Bibs grew to ten times his size, Dusty's the one who makes Bibs run.&lt;br /&gt;The ghost touch has done other damage to Bibs' bravado. She's afraid to go in our living room, is afraid of the bathtub, blinking lights, and being behind closed doors. But worst of all, she's afraid of her dog feeder.&lt;br /&gt;It's a terrific feeder that holds a whole bag of dog food with a lid to keep it clean and dry. We knew she wasn't fond of pushing open the little hinged door with her nose to get at her food, so we propped it open with a rock and thought we would live happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Last month, Bibs was in our house when Bob asked, "Does she have any food?"&lt;br /&gt;"I saw some in her feeding tray," I said. "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;"She acts likes she's starving," he said.&lt;br /&gt;It was true. She was doing more than vacuuming the kitchen floor, she was trying to root in the garbage can and stand up to the counter when she thought we weren't looking and attempting to open cupboards with her nose. So when I took her back outside, I inspected the feeder more closely. I found spider webs woven across the feeding tray. Was she scared of spiders, or had they set up shop there because she never her nose in to eat her food? When I opened the lid, it was chock full of dog food, clear to the top.&lt;br /&gt;"Bibs!" I said. "I can't believe you're scared of your feeder!" She lowered her head between her white-spotted shoulders and wagged her tail in apology.&lt;br /&gt;I took pity on the ghost-touched dog and scooped some food out for her.&lt;br /&gt;I think we're going to dress her up as a werewolf for Halloween.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-7856736231234138644?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7856736231234138644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=7856736231234138644&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7856736231234138644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7856736231234138644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/10/haunted-dog.html' title='The Haunted Dog'/><author><name>Shirley Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15613281300605173576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SPKOytn05bI/AAAAAAAAAN0/_MCu8c2UuG0/s72-c/Bibs+dog+July+2008+and+Michael.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-2942307647626574073</id><published>2008-10-09T13:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T13:00:00.627-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copywriting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abel Keogh'/><title type='text'>The Power of Words</title><content type='html'>It's now what we write but &lt;strong&gt;HOW&lt;/strong&gt; we write it that makes our words connect with readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zyGEEamz7ZM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zyGEEamz7ZM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-2942307647626574073?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2942307647626574073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=2942307647626574073&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/2942307647626574073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/2942307647626574073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/10/power-of-words.html' title='The Power of Words'/><author><name>Abel Keogh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XCTGnetdNfc/S4a3JTQLuOI/AAAAAAAAABc/rG3QRseKzBc/S220/Abel_web_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-3327012338585466381</id><published>2008-10-09T08:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T08:40:47.269-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The state of publishing. What is selling.</title><content type='html'>Here's some information from Wall Street Journal today on the state of publishing and its outlook for fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sales: American Association of Publishers (AAP) Sales Flat in August; September General Slump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In August, net sales rose 0.6%  to $1.5 billion for 79 publishers that reported to the Association of American Publishers. Net sales through August have fallen 1.4% to $6.651 billion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sales of selected categories:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-books leapt 82.9%, to $4.3 million.&lt;br /&gt;Children's/YA paperback jumped 18.4% to $69.4 million.&lt;br /&gt;Adult hardcover rose 9.2% to $100.9 million.&lt;br /&gt;Professional and scholarly rose 3% to $99.8 million.&lt;br /&gt;Adult paperback edged up 1.8% to $147.4 million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adult mass market fell 4.5% to $70.1 million.&lt;br /&gt;Audiobooks wound back 6.9% to $11.9 million.&lt;br /&gt;Children's/YA hardcover fell 9.3% to $96.4 million.&lt;br /&gt;Religious books dropped 10.8% to $61.1 million.&lt;br /&gt;University press paperback slid 13.9% to $9.8 million.&lt;br /&gt;University press hardcover fell 17.8% to $6.4 million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In September, sales at general retail stores sagged at most types of stores, even luxury retailers, as the financial crisis deepened. Warehouse clubs were the only segment that had solid gains in sales at stores open at least a year: BJ's sales rose 10.4%, Sam's Club was up 4.6%. Wal-Mart sales rose 2.4%.&lt;br /&gt;By contrast, sales at Saks dropped 10.9%, and Nordstrom's was down 9.6%. Even some value stores with a less utilitarian feel had lower sales: Target dropped 3%. Kohl's was down 5.5% and Penney was off 12.4%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lyle's Comment) This gives you a general feel for the economy. As you notice, publishing is better off than the rest of the economy as a whole. CFI's sales through August are up 7% in spite of very heavy returns from Deseret Book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publishers generally do a little better than the economy in a slump. People are looking for entertainment, guidance and information. YOU'RE NEEDED NOW MORE THAN EVER. Keep writing. I'm looking for that best-selling book Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-3327012338585466381?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3327012338585466381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=3327012338585466381&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3327012338585466381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3327012338585466381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/10/state-of-publishing-what-is-selling.html' title='The state of publishing. What is selling.'/><author><name>Lyle Mortimer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14845113675094639541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0E9uqeimyzk/SOo6vpmd6MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zMUhoIJCTVU/S220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-7612673374386872640</id><published>2008-10-08T16:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:07:30.453-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Savior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kindness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>"Santa's Secret" Stole My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SO0uSibzAGI/AAAAAAAAANM/_34vhRYGmGA/s1600-h/Santas+Secret+book+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SO0uSibzAGI/AAAAAAAAANM/_34vhRYGmGA/s400/Santas+Secret+book+cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254907236227154018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Shirley Bahlmann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;REVIEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading this book, I no longer feel the need to make excuses for signing “Shirley Claus” on Christmas cards because “Santa’s Secret” tastefully binds the kindness of Santa Claus with the teachings of the Savior to align the two caring men on the same side of goodness and love.&lt;br /&gt;I was crying by page 16. They were happy tears.&lt;br /&gt;This book is so full of delightful passages that pop up like toffee in a candy bar that the whole thing is a delight to read. Well, okay, if you want to get picky, there are a half a dozen grammar challenged sentences, such as “I knew right away I’d forgot my glasses.” (It should be …forgotten my glasses…) but Christy told me this is to keep it true to the voice of the man who inspired this book.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this book is an even greater Christmas treasure because it’s based on true experiences of long-time Santa’s helper Phil Porter. It covers the reasons we shouldn’t judge another’s circumstance by what we see, and it aptly demonstrates how giving of yourself without asking for anything in return can be magical. I dare you to read it without needing a tissue. This book comes alive with instances of faith where tough, next-to-impossible situations work themselves out in realistic ways that still come across as blessings from heaven. It’s positively heart-warming to see how the spirit and love of Christmas flowed through so many hands, showing how we can all be part of the magic, even by small means. It’s amazing how little things can end up counting for so very much.&lt;br /&gt;This book is a gift you can hold in your hands as well as your heart. My copy is bristling with notes for passages I wanted to share with you, but on second thought, you’ll like them better when you read this enchanting book yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;INTERVIEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: Hey, Christy, it’s a little hard to tell by starlight, but those look like nice sandals you’re wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christy: Sh! Somebody might hear you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: (looking around, then whispers) Who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christy: A highway robber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: I don't see anyone. All I see is a wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christy: Ancient Bethlehem’s city wall, to be exact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: What are we doing outside? How do we get in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christy: Through the eye of a needle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: Come again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christy: It’s a little opening by the city gate. Camels have to crawl through, but I can make it standing up. (Looks me up and down) You, oh freakishly tall one, might have to duck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: So, we couldn’t have met here during daylight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christy: No. Tonight’s a special night. (Christy grins, her teeth shining white in the subdued light.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: Okay, lead the way. Ooo, low ceiling, you weren’t kidding. Hey, I notice your book, “Santa’s Secret,” was written with Phil Porter. Who is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christy: Phil is just a bus driver from Salem, Utah. But he has a special connection to this place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: How did you meet him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christy: I work for a newspaper, the Spanish Fork News, and a few years ago I was assigned to interview him for a story in the Christmas Special Section. You see, Phil has been Santa Claus for 27 years now, and he has a unique perspective on the Christmas holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: Ah, we’ve reached the city. Argh! A spotlight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christy: No, Shirley, that’s an exceedingly bright star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: Oh. Now what do we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christy: Come this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: Okay, I’ll follow along. What made you think of writing this book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christy: When I interviewed Phil, I was so touched and overwhelmed by the spirit of his stories, I approached him about coming together to write a novel. He said he'd been approached several times before--his stories are that good--but this time, the pieces just fell right. He is not a writer, but he is a story-teller, so he came to my house several times and I recorded his stories as he told them. I took those, and wove them together with a fictional "season" of Christmastime, to create a setting where his stories can take place. Some of what happens between him and his family in the book is fictional, and though he wanted to keep the names of his immediate family the same, all of the other names are changed. Almost everything else in the book is based on actual events. You really feel that when you read it, too. The stories ring with truth, and go right to the heart because they really happened.   &lt;br /&gt;Phil believes in Santa Claus in a different way than I've ever seen before. When he dresses in his Santa suit, he really "becomes" Santa. And because he takes his role so seriously, he has had many opportunities to offer help, comfort and love to people who are struggling during the holiday season. He's a true giver of real gifts.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: Oh, I must agree, I sensed that when I read it. Hey, what’s that up ahead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christy: A stable. I told you tonight was special. I wanted to meet you here on this night to see the real reason for Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: You don’t mean…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christy: Yes. In that stable is born the Savior of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: Wow. (Looking up) What’s that? I hear bells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christy: (Smiling) It’s Santa Claus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: Here? Now? (Christy and Shirley watch as Santa lands his sleigh, takes off his hat, then walks into the stable and kneels beside the manger.) That is so awesome. Hey, doesn’t Santa Claus look a little like…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christy: Phil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: Yeah. I love how they’re both on the same team. Thanks so much for bringing me here. You and Phil… and the Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christy: You’re welcome.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cedarfort.com/catalog/9781599551784.html"&gt;CLICK HERE TO BUY THIS BOOK!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-7612673374386872640?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7612673374386872640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=7612673374386872640&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7612673374386872640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7612673374386872640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/10/santas-secret-stole-my-heart.html' title='&quot;Santa&apos;s Secret&quot; Stole My Heart'/><author><name>Shirley Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15613281300605173576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SO0uSibzAGI/AAAAAAAAANM/_34vhRYGmGA/s72-c/Santas+Secret+book+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-6335316963247989341</id><published>2008-10-07T17:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T18:01:00.707-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Political ads'/><title type='text'>Political Ads</title><content type='html'>by Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always a little grouchy during election time because I get so tired of all of the political ads. It makes me think of the joke, "How do you know a politician is lying?" The answer, "His/Her lips are moving."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there are honest politicians that do their best to serve, but it seems like we're inundated with so many negative political ads it's hard to figure out who is telling the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We keep hearing about change, but what does that really mean? Change what? How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice if the candidates would create advertisements that indicated their plans for change and accurately portrayed their stands on the issues, instead of attacking the opponent? I've grown so weary of all the mud-slinging and name-calling, it makes me not want to vote at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hear bad things about the other candidate, what I want to know is where each candidate stands on the issues that are important to me so I can cast an informed vote. I'd love to see ads that stick to the issues and aren't created simply to sully the names of the opponents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-6335316963247989341?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6335316963247989341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=6335316963247989341&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/6335316963247989341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/6335316963247989341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/10/political-ads.html' title='Political Ads'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-3596958237419538964</id><published>2008-10-06T10:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T10:57:25.879-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Get up and do it!</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys, I did it! I finished the St. George Marathon. I didn't get the time I wanted, but I came so close I'm trying to figure out how to do it better next time. I discovered I could run 25 miles and be okay, but the last 1.2 nearly killed me (I still wonder if that is literally.) But coming within 96% of my goal on my first try, just made me a little more determined. My goal is not that far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started wondering about us (you) as a group of writers. I can't get up each morning and run if I don't have an event that I'm looking forward to. It can be a 5k or 10k or 1/2. Aren't all of our goals about the same? We can't write day after day if we aren't looking forward to publishing and especially to reaching readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't beat 2:22 minutes (Saturday's winning time). But I like knowing someone did and I enjoy looking at the large area that I have for improvement. Even though I'm getting older, I know I can do better than I did Saturday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be fun to look at the earnings of the world's top writers. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's Forbes list includes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.K. Rowling ($300 million)&lt;br /&gt;James Patterson ($50 million)&lt;br /&gt;Stephen King ($45 million)&lt;br /&gt;Tom Clancy ($35 million)&lt;br /&gt;Danielle Steel ($30 million)&lt;br /&gt;John Grisham (tied at $25 million)&lt;br /&gt;Dean Koontz (tied at $25 million)&lt;br /&gt;Ken Follett ($20 million) &lt;br /&gt;Janet Evanovich ($17 million)&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas Sparks ($16 million)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I think we should be motivated by dollars. But those dollars represent readers and the influence each of those authors has. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can each of us do to come closer to those amounts? I'd be thrilled if one of my authors earned 3.1% of what Nicholas Sparks did. What can we do to get more readers? To produce better product? To make it more effective?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Monday morning when Lee and I talk, we just imagine that today is the day, or this week is the week, that one of our authors is going to submit the book that is going to be just that much better—the book that hundreds of thousands of people are going to be talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may not be the first ones to the finish line, but nothing happens unless we just get up and do it. I like one of Lee's favorite quotes: "Endless patience brings immediate results." Keep at it! Maybe this is the magic Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-3596958237419538964?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3596958237419538964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=3596958237419538964&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3596958237419538964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3596958237419538964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/10/get-up-and-do-it.html' title='Get up and do it!'/><author><name>Lyle Mortimer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14845113675094639541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0E9uqeimyzk/SOo6vpmd6MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zMUhoIJCTVU/S220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-4532349345292721378</id><published>2008-10-03T14:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T14:09:43.582-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brittany Mangus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog game'/><title type='text'>Mo or No-Mo?</title><content type='html'>by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.authorbee.blogspot.com"&gt;Brittany Mangus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you spot a Famous Mormon when you see one?  Test out your sweet skills by playing "Mo or No-Mo?" on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.authorbee.blogspot.com"&gt;my blog&lt;/a&gt;!  All you have to do is look at 5 photos and:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Tell me the name of the person&lt;br /&gt;2) If they are a Mo or a No-Mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can play for a chance to win either a Salt Lake Temple recommend holder or a handmade LDS oil vial, made from olive wood from Bethlehem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SOZ7pQOpukI/AAAAAAAAAtc/xoBiHIMQRrM/s1600-h/oilvial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SOZ7pQOpukI/AAAAAAAAAtc/xoBiHIMQRrM/s320/oilvial.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253021964035537474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-4532349345292721378?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4532349345292721378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=4532349345292721378&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/4532349345292721378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/4532349345292721378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/10/mo-or-no-mo.html' title='Mo or No-Mo?'/><author><name>Brittany Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06743104955447005125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SrFOLx3LGmI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/IzV3A2zLSZg/S220/belly_heart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SOZ7pQOpukI/AAAAAAAAAtc/xoBiHIMQRrM/s72-c/oilvial.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-9200679714205013881</id><published>2008-10-02T19:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T19:12:00.133-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Promotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authors'/><title type='text'>The Future for Book Promotion</title><content type='html'>by Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s amazing how technology has advanced in the last 25 years. When I was in high school, no one had a cell phone or a personal computer. We all had to use landlines to speak with our friends and we used typewriters for our research papers. Yes, gasp, we had to actually know how to type (or at least know how to use the correction tape properly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my grandpa’s old typewriter and how the “e” always looked like an “o.” When I received a sleek new manual typewriter as a gift, I was thrilled. I was even happier when I was able to purchase a snazzy electric typewriter with the correction tape already loaded—talk about up-to-the-date technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember the papery thin feel of the onionskin paper and the ding when I needed to return the carriage on my manual machine. I remember the clicking of the keys and the pinging as the metal letters hit against the page. I can still hear the soft clicking as I moved the roller to load the paper. Of course, I also remember the frustration of finding a typo or misspelling and trying desperately to correct it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was finishing my senior year at BYU, my husband tried to convince me to use a computer. I refused. I wasn’t comfortable with a computer and couldn’t see how it was any easier than using a typewriter—silly me. After several months, he finally persuaded me to try a computer and when I saw the ease of the “delete” key, I was sold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technology has come a long way. True, it can be used irresponsibly, but it can also provide us with a wealth of information at our fingertips as well as connect us to people all over the world. When I first started writing, I had no groups, no connection to other writers. I had no one to ask questions. I knew nothing about publishing. I didn’t even know how to really find the needed information so I kind of bumbled around in the dark hoping to figure it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the internet hit and, boom, I could access information from my computer in my own home. It didn’t even matter that I lived in the middle of a hay field. I found groups. I was suddenly connected to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the new technology and the internet, authors can do what time, distance, and money prevented them from doing pre-internet. Authors can now take advantage of blogging to create a web presence, create websites, participate in blog book tours, join online groups, ask questions in forums, and promote books by simply attaching a link on all outgoing email. We can promote our work while sitting in our pajamas. How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newest tool to promote our work is now on a site called YouTube. A friend of mine, author Marsha Ward, has created her own book trailer for &lt;em&gt;The Man from Shenandoah&lt;/em&gt;. This is the future for authors to promote their books online. See what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hjdY_NxMBzQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hjdY_NxMBzQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to show you a little different approach, here is a YouTube by LDS author Jewel Adams promoting her fantasy novel, &lt;em&gt;The Journey&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bsCIA5SIo50&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bsCIA5SIo50&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if technology seems difficult or foreign, it’s definitely in our best interest to embrace the new ways of communicating with our friends and with those who may want to read our books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll let you know if I ever fully embrace it and have a YouTube on &lt;em&gt;Heaven Scent&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-9200679714205013881?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/9200679714205013881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=9200679714205013881&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/9200679714205013881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/9200679714205013881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/10/future-for-book-promotion.html' title='The Future for Book Promotion'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-7981262323566417799</id><published>2008-10-01T14:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T14:43:44.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review, "Three Angels for  Christmas</title><content type='html'>Today, I want to do a Review on a pamplet, only 9 pages long, but filled with some of the most heartwarming wisdom and advice. It's title; "Three Angels for Christmas," by Lori Nawyn, introduces the reader to a simple, yet beautiful story filled with heartwarming wisdom and timely advice. It only takes a few minutes to read, but its message that brings tears to your eyes, will stay with you, maybe forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-7981262323566417799?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7981262323566417799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=7981262323566417799&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7981262323566417799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/7981262323566417799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/10/book-review-three-angels-for-christmas.html' title='Book Review, &quot;Three Angels for  Christmas'/><author><name>JoAnn Arnold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912370017952648306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vHp5soUUYWc/R8xIHyTO4wI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VkVO4xtrjOw/S220/scan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-3668379848802087475</id><published>2008-10-01T07:47:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T08:05:17.840-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='room for two'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Having Hope'/><title type='text'>Hope for Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>By Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that Abel Keogh can relate to this post since he is the author of "Room for Two."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week a friend of mine lost her 17 year old son to suicide. He was such a good kid with a good heart. He lit up the room when he was around. He loved his family. He was a good student. He cared about his friends. He was so full of life. He was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suicide leaves so many questions that have no answers. We all attempt to understand the "why" but the truth is, there is no explanation.  Perhaps, that's the hardest part, living without knowing, trying to understand why someone would make such a permanent decision to a temporary problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, a day seems particularly dark, but just as that day will end, another will begin and every tomorrow is filled with hope. Unfortunately, too many don't realize this and they choose to focus on today instead of having hope for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart aches for my friend and her family. I've struggled to know what I can say to her since words are so hollow and so insignifcant at a time like this. She doesn't understand why her son made this choice, she just wants him back. I pray that she will be able to see a tomorrow filled with hope and that I will know how to comfort her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-3668379848802087475?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3668379848802087475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=3668379848802087475&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3668379848802087475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3668379848802087475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/10/hope-for-tomorrow.html' title='Hope for Tomorrow'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-8302039860889396401</id><published>2008-09-30T11:10:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T11:55:02.679-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: What Editors Hate to Hear</title><content type='html'>When I saw Lyle’s post (below), I laughed sooo hard! I can’t tell you how often I saw each of these things while I was working as an editor. I know this is a ridiculously long post, but I just had to share some of times I saw these things. Sadly, I did not exaggerate on any of these examples, (well, at least not very much) though I did slightly change some situations so as not to be too recognizable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1: Writers claim no competition exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Competitive or comparable books usually exist. Rarely does a book have no competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author: There is nothing like this on earth. You have to publish it! It will be a great hit because it is one-of-a-kind!&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: Uh huh. What about &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Blah of Blah,&lt;/span&gt; which was released by so-and-so last week?&lt;br /&gt;Author: What?! They stole my idea! Aren’t you going to sue? You should publish mine without delay, before anyone else steals my idea.&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: Actually, I’ve seen a lot of books like that… We reject most of them, because they’re so unoriginal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2: Writers claim their books will be the next blockbuster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it’s essential for authors to be enthusiastic about their books, it’s equally important that they be realistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: So…this cover looks a bit like it was copied from the DVD flap of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt;. Care to explain?&lt;br /&gt;Author: That’s because this is the next &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt;! I fully expect to make millions within the year. And I have chosen you to be the lucky publisher for my book. &lt;br /&gt;Kammi: Uh…&lt;br /&gt;Author: And how soon can you sell my book to Bloomsbury? I’d like to get it in the international market by Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: You know what? I just tripped and fell and accidentally dumped your submission into the incinerator. Sorry. Why don’t you just take your book straight to Bloomsbury instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3: Writers say how much others liked their books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Agents and editors simply don’t care what others think about a book unless they are (a) book-publishing professionals or (b) celebrities or published authors who are willing to endorse the book. Even then, their opinions don’t carry much weight and will rarely influence the agent’s or editor’s decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author: I have had this book reviewed by 37 people, and they all loved it! I have endorsements from all of them!&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: Who, exactly, reviewed your book?&lt;br /&gt;Author: Oh, my children and grandchildren, my best friends from my quilting group, and my visiting teachers. See this cute little note my 5-year-old grandson wrote about how much he loved my book? I have a whole portfolio of these, if you’d like to see it! And even better, my husband is having his employees write endorsements for my books. Those should be ready next week. &lt;br /&gt;Kammi: *hits head against wall*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4: Submissions are made for books on subjects that the agent or editor doesn’t handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sending submissions that recipients don’t handle wastes everyone’s time. So don’t send your memoir to an agency when the guidebooks and agency’s Web site clearly state that it doesn’t represent memoirs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author: Here’s my second cousin’s uncle’s 70-page memoir about growing up in Dudley, Tennessee, population 200. &lt;br /&gt;Kammi: And what am I supposed to do with it?&lt;br /&gt;Author: Don’t you know that memoirs are BIG on the market right now? If you’re smart, you could make a lot of money off this.&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: Dudley, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5: Correspondence is not addressed to a particular agent or editor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Don’t address any correspondence, especially submissions, generally or to “Dear Agent or Editor.” It’s impersonal and it makes your communiqué look like a form letter that you simply dashed off to a slew of agents or editors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover letter 1: Dear Sirs,&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: Woops. Better luck with the next company!&lt;br /&gt;Cover letter 2: Dear. Mr. Kammir,&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: *engaged in a fit of giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6: Writers call constantly, are demanding and don’t let up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes no sense to put undue pressure on agents and editors. Be reasonable, patient, and understanding. Agents and editors know how important your book is to you, but their hands may be tied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone: ring ring ring&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: (yelling to the receptionist) Is that Ms. Payne again? &lt;br /&gt;Phone: ring ring ring&lt;br /&gt;Receptionist: Yes. I tried to head her off but she said she’s already tried to call six times this morning and she’s going to keep trying until she gets through to you.&lt;br /&gt;Phone: ring ring ring&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: But…it’s only 8:30! And I’ve told her at least ten times that we don’t publish autobiographies!&lt;br /&gt;Phone: ring ring ring&lt;br /&gt;Receptionist: I’m sorry about that. I hope this isn’t going to be a repeat of yesterday. Why don’t you just tell her that you made a mistake in rejecting her book, and that you’d love to publish it after all? Then maybe you can get some work done instead of spending hours on the phone listening to her enumerate the qualities of her book.&lt;br /&gt;Phone: ring ring ring&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: I don’t think that would be very fair to editorial. Or anyone else, including her. &lt;br /&gt;Phone: ring ring ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7: Writers try to be cute, instead of being direct and straightforward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;In children, cuteness can be adorable. In adults, it seldom works; in fact, it usually becomes irritating. Agents and editors don’t have time for cuteness. They want to know, in a few words, what your book is about, and why you’re the perfect person to write it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: Well, that’s…cute. But what is it?&lt;br /&gt;Author: Obviously it’s a book for children ages 2-4. It’s about a cute little princess who goes to live on a precious little castle on an adorable strawberry that floats in the clouds above lovely fields of green.&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: Oh, is that what this drawing depicts? &lt;br /&gt;Author: No, that’s the evil witch who has come to eat the strawberry and destroy the kingdom. The castle in all its glory is pictured over here. &lt;br /&gt;Kammi: Um, well, I’m not an artist myself, but…&lt;br /&gt;Author: Don’t worry about not having any talent, dear. I know that children will understand it perfectly, and that’s what matters. See, here are some endorsements from my 3-year-old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8: Writers send submissions in strange formats and colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attract interest in your writing by providing top-quality work. Great ideas expressed in clear, well-crafted sentences that are built with the most vivid words will speak more convincingly than outlandish colors and designs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: Can anyone read this?&lt;br /&gt;Editors: Uh, no.&lt;br /&gt;Editor 1: Is the whole thing in all caps?&lt;br /&gt;Editor 2: And italics? &lt;br /&gt;Editor 3: And is that bolding I see in there?&lt;br /&gt;Editor 2: Actually, I think it’s purple bolding.&lt;br /&gt;Editor 4: Woah, is the entire text set in 16-point Blackadder? &lt;br /&gt;Kammi: So nobody can read this? &lt;br /&gt;Editors: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: Well, that was an easy rejection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9: Writers have a bad attitude or act superior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Acting as if you’re entitled to an editor’s attention will instantly turn him or her off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author: So, when can I set up an appointment to sign a contract?&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: Well, we’d like to see your book before we make any offer…&lt;br /&gt;Author: Oh, I’m sure you’ll want it, but I’m such a superior writer and this is such a wonderful topic that you’ll be begging me to sign a contract. So, does tomorrow at 9:00 work for you?&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: You see, the thing is that I have three very important books I need to read by tomorrow afternoon, and I have a stack of five more books that I’ve got to read by Monday, so I really can’t meet with you anytime soon. How about you send in that book and we’ll chat after I read it. Or better yet, we’ll send you a letter.&lt;br /&gt;Author: Really, those other books can’t be that important. How about we meet tomorrow at 9:00, and let’s set up follow-up appointments every week after that for the next six months so that I can keep track of the publication process. I want to make sure you people do it right. &lt;br /&gt;Kammi: You know what? I actually will be very, very sick tomorrow, with a super contagious, extra deadly bird flu, so we’d better not meet. But you can mail that book to us, if you like. I’m sorry for any inconvenience.&lt;br /&gt;Author: (miffed) Well! If you can’t even get out of bed for an hour or so to meet with me, I’m not sure I want you to publish my book!&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: Well, shoot. You’re right, we’re inconsiderate. Sorry about that. You really should look for a publisher who deserves you more than we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10: Writers reject professional advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some writers won’t listen to constructive criticism from their agents and/or editors. Trust the people who are publishing your book and don’t think that you know more than they do about the publishing process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: So, I and eight other people read your book, and although we admire your writing style, we thought your book, overall, was rather rude. &lt;br /&gt;Author: Rude? What do you mean? I’ve had this reviewed by 100 University A students, and none of them thought it was rude.&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: Well, throughout your book you continually make distasteful remarks about University B students.&lt;br /&gt;Author: You’re only saying that because you graduated from University B. I’ve had plenty of people—including stake presidents—review this and they all thought it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: Actually, most of my reviewers graduated from the University A. But that’s aside from the point. The point is that your target audience is University B students, and yet your advice to said students is full of crass humor, scorn, and ridicule directed at those students. I doubt that will go over well.&lt;br /&gt;Author: You are a narrow-minded little witch who wouldn’t know humor if it slapped you in the face. Just wait; I’m going to contact your superiors and tell them what an awful editor you are, and then they’ll publish my book and you'll be fired.&lt;br /&gt;Kammi: You know, that's a very smart thing to do.Will you be so kind as to give me a ten-second head start to pack up my things before I get kicked out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: These examples do not depict interactions I’ve had with anyone on this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-8302039860889396401?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8302039860889396401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=8302039860889396401&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8302039860889396401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8302039860889396401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/09/re-what-authors-hate-to-hear.html' title='Re: What Editors Hate to Hear'/><author><name>Kammi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-5861256946893288760</id><published>2008-09-29T16:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T17:00:41.408-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What editors hate to hear from Rick Frischman</title><content type='html'>Thanks Rebecca and Janet. Nice to know you're here. Anyone else on board? Please let me know if these articles are worth posting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are ten things agents and editors hate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1: Writers claim no competition exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Competitive or comparable books usually exist. Rarely does a book have no competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2: Writers claim their books will be the next blockbuster. Although it’s essential for authors to be enthusiastic about their books, it’s equally important that they be realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3: Writers say how much others liked their books.&lt;br /&gt;Agents and editors simply don’t care what others think about a book unless they are (a) book-publishing professionals or (b) celebrities or published authors who are willing to endorse the book. Even then, their opinions don’t carry much weight and will rarely influence the agent’s or editor’s decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4: Submissions are made for books on subjects that the agent or editor doesn’t handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sending submissions that recipients don’t handle wastes everyone’s time. So don’t send your memoir to an agency when the guidebooks and agency’s Web site clearly state that it doesn’t represent memoirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5: Correspondence is not addressed to a particular agent or editor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t address any correspondence, especially submissions, generally or to “Dear Agent or Editor.” It’s impersonal and it makes your communiqué look like a form letter that you simply dashed off to a slew of agents or editors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6: Writers call constantly, are demanding and don’t let up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes no sense to put undue pressure on agents and editors. Be reasonable, patient, and understanding. Agents and editors know how important your book is to you, but their hands may be tied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7: Writers try to be cute, instead of being direct and straightforward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In children, cuteness can be adorable. In adults, it seldom works; in fact, it usually becomes irritating. Agents and editors don’t have time for cuteness. They want to know, in a few words, what your book is about, and why you’re the perfect person to write it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8: Writers send submissions in strange formats and colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attract interest in your writing by providing top-quality work. Great ideas expressed in clear, well-crafted sentences that are built with the most vivid words will speak more convincingly than outlandish colors and designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9: Writers have a bad attitude or act superior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting as if you’re entitled to an editor’s attention will instantly turn him or her off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10: Writers reject professional advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some writers won’t listen to constructive criticism from their agents and/or editors. Trust the people who are publishing your book and don’t think that you know more than they do about the publishing process.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-5861256946893288760?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5861256946893288760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=5861256946893288760&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5861256946893288760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/5861256946893288760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-editors-hate-to-hear-from-rick.html' title='What editors hate to hear from Rick Frischman'/><author><name>Lyle Mortimer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14845113675094639541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0E9uqeimyzk/SOo6vpmd6MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zMUhoIJCTVU/S220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-4570218758071126161</id><published>2008-09-26T08:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T08:27:54.519-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Marketing for Authors</title><content type='html'>Here's a great article I read today. Let me know if you enjoy reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During what he called an "abysmal" family vacation in Vancouver, B.C., in 2005, Garth Stein received a call from his publisher, Soho Press, giving him the news that he had received a Pacific Northwest Booksellers Association Book Award for his novel How Evan Broke His Head . . . and Other Secrets. Speaking at the PNBA meeting in Portland, Ore., earlier this month with the theme "How Independent Stores Helped Make Me Famous . . . and Other Secrets," Stein remembered being excited to have won an award but not sure what the award meant, since he had been living in New York when his first book, Raven Stole the Moon, was published and wasn't familiar yet with the Pacific Northwest bookselling community. Dawn Stewart, a local publicist, called to congratulate him on his award and gave him invaluable advice--visit as many independent bookstores in the Northwest as he could and build relationships with the booksellers.&lt;br /&gt;Because of the PNBA award, Stein was able to set up a number of events. He even offered to lead writing workshops and to draw examples from his book instead of doing a typical reading. Attendance ranged from a handful of people to one event where no one showed. That didn't get him down. To each bookseller who hosted him, he said, "We tried our best. And one day I'll come back to your store when I have a bestseller, and we'll pack the place."&lt;br /&gt;And that's just what he did.&lt;br /&gt;When his bestselling The Art of Racing in the Rain eventually found a home at Harper after many setbacks (Shelf Awareness, April 23, 2008), the folks there gave him a 15-page questionnaire to get to know him better. Asked to list bookstores with which he had a special relationship, Stein wrote down 45 stores and included contact names and e-mails for each. Harper clarified that he wasn't supposed to mention all the bookstores he knew and requested he pare the list down to those with which he had a personal relationship. Stein replied, "I have a personal relationship with every bookstore I visit."&lt;br /&gt;Stein recognized the value of having booksellers guide readers to books that would otherwise be overlooked, such as his own book, told from the point of view of a dog, featuring car racing and Zen philosophy. The Art of Racing in the Rain didn't receive a lot of national media attention (except for a flurry of press when Starbucks selected it as a featured title) because it didn't fit into the literary fiction box. Stein said, "And that's how independent booksellers saved me. Because independent booksellers aren't looking for a box. . . . Independent booksellers read and judge for themselves." While The Art of Racing in the Rain was on the New York Times bestseller list for a few weeks, it has remained on the PNBA list and Book Sense/IndieBound lists because independent booksellers recommend it to their customers. He also appreciates independent bookstores and the people who work there because he realizes the necessity of having a wide variety of books stocked and thus a range of ideas disseminated.&lt;br /&gt;To independent booksellers, Garth continued, "You have an obligation to stay in business. . . . You were drawn to this profession and have taken on the duty of your office to keep a diversity of books on your shelves and keep the conversation going. . . . Sometimes it's hard. We feel we can't keep it up. But please keep doing what you're doing. Keep finding new books. Keep selling them. Keep providing readings and events for your community. Keep fostering the exchange of new ideas. I want to thank you for taking Enzo under your collective wing. I thank you. But more, I thank you for your passion, for you commitment and dedication. Without you, this world would be a very dark place."--Melissa Mueller&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-4570218758071126161?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4570218758071126161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=4570218758071126161&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/4570218758071126161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/4570218758071126161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/09/marketing-for-authors.html' title='Marketing for Authors'/><author><name>Lyle Mortimer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14845113675094639541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0E9uqeimyzk/SOo6vpmd6MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zMUhoIJCTVU/S220/005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-8654235946852211569</id><published>2008-09-24T08:11:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T09:00:21.499-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brittany Mangus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Anti-Que</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.authorbee.blogspot.com"&gt;By Brittany Mangus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;[FYI: Que is my husband's name, and it's pronounced like the letter "Q", not the letter "K".]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249602717105890898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SNpV240FplI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ogyAO_okjq4/s320/antiques.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday Que and I went antiquing for the first time. Poor Que. Que doesn't like antiques because shopping for them is pretty girly, and the word &lt;em&gt;Antique&lt;/em&gt; always makes him nervous. You know, it's kind of like Anti-Nephi-Lehis. What do they have against Que? Are they armed? Will they attack him if he goes inside the store?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249343886570027346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="286" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SNlqc97f-VI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qG4zSjrV_eM/s320/stripling.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we went to a barn sale in Riverton. I guess a barn sale is like a garage sale but, you know, in a barn. They had all kinds of awesome stuff: old farm and gardening equipment, old kitchen utensils, crates, furniture, old Coca-cola stuff, antique laundry paraphernalia, wagon wheels, even vintage doors, doorknobs and windows. This is what I bought:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249344901664719010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SNlrYDc7wKI/AAAAAAAAAoc/jejciySOyXE/s320/cratepitchfork" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love that crate and the rusty old pitchfork thingy. I even like that one of the prongs is bent. I think I'll put them in my kitchen, maybe above my cabinets. To me, nothing says "kitchen" like moldy old crates and rusty tetanus pitchforks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249344626345532850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SNlrIBzuXbI/AAAAAAAAAoU/mFx8yiqaVsg/s320/vintagewindow" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, here is a picture of the vintage window I bought. I loved the panes and the handle. I think I'm going to take the hinges off, paint it white and hang it on my wall. Cause, you know, you can't have enough windows. Don't worry Que, none of my antiques can hurt you. Well, maybe the tetanus pitchfork could... nevermind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-8654235946852211569?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8654235946852211569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=8654235946852211569&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8654235946852211569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8654235946852211569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/09/anti-que.html' title='Anti-Que'/><author><name>Brittany Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06743104955447005125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SrFOLx3LGmI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/IzV3A2zLSZg/S220/belly_heart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SNpV240FplI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ogyAO_okjq4/s72-c/antiques.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-3444836599960022552</id><published>2008-09-22T10:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:46:29.419-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><title type='text'>Save The Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n1GRQGc5GQ0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n1GRQGc5GQ0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The song was written by Joy Lundberg and Janice Kapp Perry. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our nation is only as strong as our families.  We must do our best to strengthen our families.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-3444836599960022552?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3444836599960022552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=3444836599960022552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3444836599960022552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3444836599960022552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/09/save-family.html' title='Save The Family'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-1129717683426535801</id><published>2008-09-18T22:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T22:35:26.784-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grammar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><title type='text'>Choosing English--on purpose!</title><content type='html'>by Terri Ferran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terri writes. [Sentence pattern 1 (s-v)]&lt;br /&gt;Terri is overwhelmed. [Sentence pattern 2 (s-v-sc)}&lt;br /&gt;Terri eats chocolate. [Sentence pattern 3 (s-v-do)]&lt;br /&gt;Terri gives the teacher her assignment. [Sentence pattern 4 (s-v-io-do)]&lt;br /&gt;Terri hopes the teacher is merciful. [Sentence pattern 5 (s-v-do-oc)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is she blathering about, you ask? I have been overcome and overwhelmed by my final semester of college. I’m almost there—I will soon have a BS that means something other than bull stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that really proved to me that I am now a writer is this—I deliberately took English 1120 – English Fundamentals (translated as grammar) as an ELECTIVE. That means I took it voluntarily and paid for the privilege!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I aren’t what I used ta be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So writing for pleasure has gone on hold for a semester; but, hopefully, I’ll emerge from the heavy load a little bit properer than I was J. Here’s to teaching this old dog some new tricks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-1129717683426535801?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1129717683426535801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=1129717683426535801&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/1129717683426535801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/1129717683426535801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/09/choosing-english-on-purpose.html' title='Choosing English--on purpose!'/><author><name>Terri Ferran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04274958417564152475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jVxB3H-XNBk/R8iTy2mkk1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/75NdTob_94U/S220/Terri+Ferran+photo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-6475861025907987516</id><published>2008-09-17T11:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T12:01:26.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Books for Charity</title><content type='html'>Shirley and Aubrey, I received your autographed books in the mail. Thank you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone else is interested in donating an autographed book (any genre) to Bridgerland Literacy, a nonprofit organization in Logan that serves people who are illiterate and helps them learn to read, please contact me at   &lt;a href="mailto:janet.jensen@comcast.net"&gt;janet.jensen@comcast.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-6475861025907987516?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6475861025907987516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=6475861025907987516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/6475861025907987516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/6475861025907987516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/09/books-for-charity_17.html' title='Books for Charity'/><author><name>Janet Kay Jensen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1257/800511622_6b9e6f65fb_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-2983739115495065348</id><published>2008-09-16T13:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T13:32:58.635-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Blog Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dO5UobNb3M0/SNAJxp57L_I/AAAAAAAAACo/u88o7k8w-Io/s1600-h/9781599552064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dO5UobNb3M0/SNAJxp57L_I/AAAAAAAAACo/u88o7k8w-Io/s200/9781599552064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246704314553675762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to let you know I'm having a contest on my blog "Monday Nights". I'm hoping to have a place where people can share ideas, suggestions, and ask questions in regards to Family Home Evening and Family Scripture Study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like to participate or check it out go to: &lt;a href="http://www.janetburningham.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.janetburningham.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-2983739115495065348?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2983739115495065348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=2983739115495065348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/2983739115495065348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/2983739115495065348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-blog-contest.html' title='Another Blog Contest'/><author><name>Janet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17355403186341086147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dO5UobNb3M0/SmYiBZp2oFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XNeaxJVziA4/S220/s1370593909_30189418_8538.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dO5UobNb3M0/SNAJxp57L_I/AAAAAAAAACo/u88o7k8w-Io/s72-c/9781599552064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-6466462840109615327</id><published>2008-09-14T21:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:35:51.346-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holding hands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='age'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Stay in Love - Make Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SM3XTfFeaRI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s0Zkf2_lAWM/s1600-h/money+bills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SM3XTfFeaRI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s0Zkf2_lAWM/s200/money+bills.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246085870718445842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Shirley Bahlmann&lt;br /&gt;I was in church when I found out that staying in love is not only good for your body and soul, but also for your pocket book. I'm not even talking about the old axim, "Two can live as cheaply as one." No, I'm talking about cold, hard cash.&lt;br /&gt;How can this be?&lt;br /&gt;It's simple, and I even got it from the horse's mouth. (Sorry, Shirley Ann, you're not really a horse, that's just what they say! No, they don't SAY you're a horse... ahem.) Shirley Ann is the almost-octogenarian who reported that showing affection for her equally age-advanced husband brought some green into her pocket.&lt;br /&gt;"We were walking down the street in the city," she said, "and this man walked up to us. We thought he might be asking directions or something, but instead he held out a dollar bill. 'What's that for?' I asked, immediately suspicious.&lt;br /&gt;"Pressing it into my free hand, he said, 'I always give a dollar to older couples who hold hands.'" Shirley Ann smiled when she said it.&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it.&lt;br /&gt;One 88-year-old widower was watching people walk by at a craft fair. After awhile, he commented, "You can tell what stage people are in by the way they walk. When they're young and in love, they have their arms around each other. When they're first married, they're holding hands. Then they might have a small child or two and walk beside each other. Then a little later on, one is walking a few steps ahead while the other is a few steps behind." He stopped a moment, then said, "I sure miss my wife. If I had it to do over again, I'd sure do it different."&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. Now you know. So grab the hand of your loved one, live with no regrets, and maybe you'll even get a dollar for your pocket.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-6466462840109615327?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6466462840109615327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=6466462840109615327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/6466462840109615327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/6466462840109615327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/09/stay-in-love-make-money.html' title='Stay in Love - Make Money'/><author><name>Shirley Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15613281300605173576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SM3XTfFeaRI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s0Zkf2_lAWM/s72-c/money+bills.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-3065961087200931996</id><published>2008-09-10T17:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T17:58:47.904-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Careless Drivers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Bus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><title type='text'>Rant on Careless Drivers</title><content type='html'>by Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My children ride the bus each day to school and then home again. We live on a two-lane highway with no shoulder. When the bus stops to pick-up or drop-off my kids it first flashes amber lights, and then red. There is no way to pass the bus, or any car, on this highway without entering into the oncoming lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, a few drivers seem to think that flashing red lights on a bus means to go around the bus as fast as possible. My children and I have been almost hit on many occasions and the only reason my kids are still alive is because I'm always there to make sure they're safe. I've physically pushed my kids back when a semi-truck kept driving past even though the red lights were flashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One particular morning, I placed my children on the bus and walked in front of the bus to then walk across the other lane to my driveway. I began to step out into the lane, assuming drivers had already stopped, when in a flash I heard the bus horn and jumped back. A driver, clearly with more important things to do than to avoid hitting me, had attempted to pass the bus and had almost hit me. He then realized he wasn't going to get away with anything and backed up behind the bus. I walked over to his car and told him that the bus driver and I were both going to write down his license plate and report him to the state police. He replied, "I was going to stop."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "After you hit and killed me in front of my children there on the bus?" I then lectured him on driving safely around children and the bus and recited the bus laws. I don't know whatever happened, but I sure hope the state police fined him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today another driver, in too much of a hurry to respect the lives of me or my children, sped past the bus. What is the deal? Is my life or the lives of my children not worth an extra 2 minutes of someone's time? Any driver can pass the bus after a stop and our bus doesn't stop again for a few miles. Yet time and time again, I see careless drivers who simply have no respect for people's lives. It's scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's fair warning. I report offending drivers. If you ever speed past the bus in front of my house, I'll report you. And, if I catch you, I'll give you a piece of my mind and it won't be pretty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-3065961087200931996?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3065961087200931996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=3065961087200931996&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3065961087200931996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3065961087200931996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/09/rant-on-careless-drivers.html' title='Rant on Careless Drivers'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-2397563805880042448</id><published>2008-09-10T10:57:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T13:46:13.244-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brittany Mangus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wildlife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photographs'/><title type='text'>Wildlife Photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;By Brittany Mangus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244439908813107506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SMf-T5Kv8TI/AAAAAAAAAeE/J3wGWgvgNrQ/s320/snowwhite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love nature. Below are some photos that I've taken over the years. I seem to have a knack for attracting wildlife. This should further the accuracy of my diagnosis of "Snow White" that I received from the &lt;a href="http://toys.about.com/library/quiz/disneyprincess/bldisneyprincessquiz.htm"&gt;online Disney Princess Test&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SMf9yfoHgZI/AAAAAAAAAd8/a-RGhnbi2vw/s1600-h/1"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244439335021281682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SMf9yfoHgZI/AAAAAAAAAd8/a-RGhnbi2vw/s320/1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a bull moose we saw near Bear Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SMf9uf-QJBI/AAAAAAAAAd0/iK6el7nWovo/s1600-h/2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244439266394645522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SMf9uf-QJBI/AAAAAAAAAd0/iK6el7nWovo/s320/2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a coyote we saw near Brighton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SMf9p6JK7CI/AAAAAAAAAds/d7ZimuySimI/s1600-h/3"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244439187520416802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SMf9p6JK7CI/AAAAAAAAAds/d7ZimuySimI/s320/3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my cat (Parley P. Cat), taunting a pair of blue birds. (The blue birds are wildlife!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SMf9kRhzVpI/AAAAAAAAAdk/zR8pvbTpNEM/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244439090718529170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SMf9kRhzVpI/AAAAAAAAAdk/zR8pvbTpNEM/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mule Deer, Book Cliffs, UT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SMf9fyh-_DI/AAAAAAAAAdc/ZwXrVZbp5Jc/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244439013678316594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SMf9fyh-_DI/AAAAAAAAAdc/ZwXrVZbp5Jc/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Que with a moose near Brighton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SMf9brH2ODI/AAAAAAAAAdU/XHeclQ_dLX0/s1600-h/6moose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244438942970165298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SMf9brH2ODI/AAAAAAAAAdU/XHeclQ_dLX0/s320/6moose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another shot of that same moose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SMf9WIdzCeI/AAAAAAAAAdM/kJRnQIOnTRw/s1600-h/7fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244438847767644642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SMf9WIdzCeI/AAAAAAAAAdM/kJRnQIOnTRw/s320/7fish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a (small) fish I caught last month. I probably shouldn't include pictures of wildlife that I've killed, but what the heck. Otherwise I couldn't post this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SMf9RZy168I/AAAAAAAAAdE/Fi3T-80bctI/s1600-h/8chuck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244438766519970754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SMf9RZy168I/AAAAAAAAAdE/Fi3T-80bctI/s320/8chuck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Chuck. Well, this &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; Chuck. That is, &lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt; The Incident. (Don't worry, I don't have any "After" photos.) Anyway, Chuck was the chipmunk that wandered into our house in Ephraim. My roommates and I tried to herd him out of our house and back into the wild, but we lost him. Three days later we found him again; smashed between my box springs and my mattress. There is nothing like realizing you've not only squashed the life out of a rodent, but that you've slept with its rotting corpse in your bed for 2 nights. I love nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-2397563805880042448?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2397563805880042448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=2397563805880042448&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/2397563805880042448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/2397563805880042448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/09/wildlife-photographer.html' title='Wildlife Photographer'/><author><name>Brittany Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06743104955447005125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SrFOLx3LGmI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/IzV3A2zLSZg/S220/belly_heart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SMf-T5Kv8TI/AAAAAAAAAeE/J3wGWgvgNrQ/s72-c/snowwhite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-8451848729128658629</id><published>2008-09-07T09:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T09:48:39.539-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog: Mormon Bloggers Speak Out</title><content type='html'>Posted on behalf of Candace Salima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there. I've launched a blog called "Mormon Bloggers Speak Out" (http://mormonbloggers.blogspot.com). The purpose of this blog is to share with the world what Mormons are like in our many facets. What we believe, what we do, how we play, our thoughts on family, Church, Heavenly Father, Jesus Christ, life, standing for truth and righteousness, missionary work, doctrine, our countries, etc.Each day, I, or a guest blogger, will post a blog here so that there will be something new and wonderful on a regular basis. If you are interested in being a guest blogger, please drop me an email and let me know who you are. I will also have a Hot Topics category to the right, something interesting bloggers can write about if they are stumped for the day.I just wanted you to know that I have linked your blog to this one. Just FYI. If you'd rather not be linked, please let me know and I'll remove it. Have a wonderful evening.&lt;br /&gt;September 4, 2008 11:33 PM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-8451848729128658629?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8451848729128658629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=8451848729128658629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8451848729128658629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/8451848729128658629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-blog-mormon-bloggers-speak-out.html' title='New Blog: Mormon Bloggers Speak Out'/><author><name>Janet Kay Jensen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1257/800511622_6b9e6f65fb_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-2826934286663939659</id><published>2008-09-05T10:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T10:52:55.111-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Down Syndrome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Palin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Talley'/><title type='text'>Sarah Palin and Down Syndrome</title><content type='html'>By Rebecca Talley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a political post. Rather it is an examination of what Sarah Palin’s candidacy may mean for the 350,000 Americans who have been diagnosed with Down syndrome, and their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each year about 5000 babies are born with an extra 21st chromosome. Shortly after an egg is fertilized, it begins to divide and change. Normally, each person has 23 pairs of chromosomes resulting in a total of 46. Individuals receive one chromosome per pair from the father and one from the mother. In the case of Trisomy 21, or Down syndrome, a developing egg may have divided incorrectly or something else caused it to receive extra genetic material on the 21st chromosome. The result is 47 chromosomes instead of the normal 46. How this extra genetic material affects people can vary greatly and much is still unknown about what genes are actually replicated. It is the most common chromosomal abnormality and the chance of it happening increases with maternal age. However, most births are to women under age 35.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A statistic that I personally find appalling is that 90% of all women whose babies are diagnosed with Down syndrome choose to abort that baby. 90%. Why? I believe it is because there are still so many misconceptions about Down syndrome. After the announcement of Sarah Palin’s candidacy, one such commenter blamed Palin for causing her son to have Down syndrome because she didn’t receive adequate pre-natal care. DS is a genetic condition and has nothing to do with pre-natal care, yet this misconception survives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m hoping that Palin’s candidacy will shed light on the truth about Down syndrome. I know I was completely ignorant when my son was born. I expected him to be a blob. I was so wrong. He is so not a blob (some days, though, I wish he would be a blob for just a few minutes). He constantly keeps me chasing after him and trying to stay a step ahead of him, though I always seem to be two steps behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SMFid4E1qsI/AAAAAAAAAK8/aYhosQTK4bc/s1600-h/JaredPool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SMFid4E1qsI/AAAAAAAAAK8/aYhosQTK4bc/s320/JaredPool.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242579706644376258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He has his own distinct personality and knows what he likes and doesn’t like. He’s a tease and loves to torture his older sister. He loves to “play” the piano and as soon as he hears the pianist begin at church, he raises his hand to “lead” the music. He performs for anyone who will watch. His favorite song is “The Wheels on the Bus” and he will do the actions, always making sure we’re watching him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will he have challenges? Honestly, I don’t know. In a sense, don’t we all have challenges? He may have to work harder to learn to read, but I don’t always understand, nor can I recall, what I’ve read in my scriptures and need to constantly reread and supplement my scripture study. He may have challenges expressing his feelings, but after all these years, I express my feelings far too frequently because I still haven’t learned to be patient. He doesn’t say many words, but I sure have to work hard to bridle my tongue especially when I think someone deserves a good tongue lashing. He might not understand his own needs or the needs of someone else, but I rarely think about others’ feelings because I’m not very compassionate. We all have our struggles, his may just be more apparent; though it’s likely his struggles won’t keep him out of the celestial kingdom while mine will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often wonder why Heavenly Father chose me to raise such a son. I feel so unworthy to be blessed with this child. It’s like Christmas every day with him, he’s a gift I can enjoy repeatedly. Of course, all children are gifts, but the world seems to shun that gift when it’s wrapped a little differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Sarah Palin change attitudes? I hope so. The world needs to realize that every life matters, every person deserves a right to live, and every child deserves respect even if he or she has an extra chromosome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-2826934286663939659?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2826934286663939659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=2826934286663939659&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/2826934286663939659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/2826934286663939659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/09/sarah-palin-and-down-syndrome.html' title='Sarah Palin and Down Syndrome'/><author><name>Rebecca Talley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/R8w9At9Hy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/UOuUTSA1CXY/S220/RebeccaTalley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8Rse_G57qEg/SMFid4E1qsI/AAAAAAAAAK8/aYhosQTK4bc/s72-c/JaredPool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-2870527460592512342</id><published>2008-09-04T17:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:42:33.145-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOKS FOR CHARITY</title><content type='html'>Bridgerland Literacy is a cause that is close to my heart. The dedicated staff and volunteers serve as tutors for many people who have difficulty in reading. I am asking authors to donate autographed books for their annual fundraiser. Last year's donated books were a huge hit. If you or your publisher would like to send an autographed book (LDS or non-LDS), that would be wonderful. Send them by October 1 to the following address:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet Jensen&lt;br /&gt;1762 University Drive&lt;br /&gt;Logan UT 84341-3008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll then deliver them to Bridgerland Literacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you in advance!&lt;br /&gt;Janet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-2870527460592512342?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2870527460592512342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=2870527460592512342&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/2870527460592512342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/2870527460592512342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/09/books-for-charity.html' title='BOOKS FOR CHARITY'/><author><name>Janet Kay Jensen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1257/800511622_6b9e6f65fb_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-3222472349169451794</id><published>2008-09-04T10:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:59:41.896-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brittany Mangus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='temple'/><title type='text'>Book Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SLtd9PrbcuI/AAAAAAAAAYI/CA7F2Xviz0Q/s1600-h/book+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240885898137793250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SLtd9PrbcuI/AAAAAAAAAYI/CA7F2Xviz0Q/s320/book+cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night I gave a Temple Prep Presentation to an awesome YW group in West Bountiful and I gave away a copy of my book. Giving away a book was pretty fun, so I thought I'd do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To enter to win a free, signed copy of my book, &lt;a href="http://authorbee.blogspot.com/"&gt;post a comment (one per person) on my blog&lt;/a&gt; by 9 pm MST September 6, 2008.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-3222472349169451794?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3222472349169451794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=3222472349169451794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3222472349169451794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3222472349169451794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/09/book-giveaway.html' title='Book Giveaway!'/><author><name>Brittany Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06743104955447005125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SrFOLx3LGmI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/IzV3A2zLSZg/S220/belly_heart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SLtd9PrbcuI/AAAAAAAAAYI/CA7F2Xviz0Q/s72-c/book+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-415052396705419119</id><published>2008-09-03T10:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:47:24.110-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special olympics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='respect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autism'/><title type='text'>The R word Is No Joke</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Kimberly Jensen-I couldn't have written it better than Maria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'R-word' Is No Joke, By Maria ShriverFrom the Los Angeles Times.This has been a year filled with teachable political moments. Racism, sexism, ageism and "change" have been debated at kitchen tables and water coolers across America. But this last week, those gathered around my kitchen table have been consumed with another discussion, one that is not Democratic or Republican -- it's the "R-word" debate.The "R-word" stands for "retard." For the 6 million to 8 million Americans with intellectual disabilities and their families, this word and its hurtful use is equal to the impact of the "N-word" on an African American.The reason it's kitchen-table fodder is because of the Dreamworks film "Tropic Thunder," which topped the box-office charts when it opened last weekend and which will attract many more moviegoers this weekend. In the R-rated film, which I've seen, a character named Simple Jack is a caricature of a person with a developmental disability. In one of the scenes, the character played by Robert Downey Jr. chastises Ben Stiller's character for "going full retard," and the "R-word" is repeated many times.As a journalist, I respect the right to freedom of speech, and my kids will tell you I laugh the loudest when we see a comedy. But as the niece of someone who had a developmental disability, and as a member of the board of directors of Special Olympics International, I know how hurtful the "R-word"is to someone with a disability. I know why "Tropic Thunder's" opening was met by protests on behalf of the intellectually disabled.Listen to actor Eddie Barbanell, who serves on the Special Olympics board with me, and he will tell you in very emotional terms how the use of that word has made him feel rejected, stupid, demeaned.Or you can talk to Special Olympics athlete Loretta Claiborne, who speaks on behalf of millions when she describes how the "R-word" has been used to mock and degrade her. She asks all of us to stop using this word without regard to its effect on the hearts and minds of people with disabilities.There is an old saying: "Sticks and stones will break my bones but names will never hurt me." Even when I chanted it as a child, I never believed it.Words do hurt -- they break people's spirits, they break people's dreams, they break people's hearts.Kids will see "Tropic Thunder," no matter the rating, and when they leave the theater and go out to their schools, their homes and their communities, they'll call each other the "R-word" because they think it's funny. They'll do it without any idea or regard to how it makes a person with a disability feel.Too many in the intellectually disabled movement cannot speak out for themselves. It is up to their families and those of us who advocate on their behalf to explain that calling someone by the "R-word" is no longer acceptable and is anything but funny.It's not acceptable in a movie theater; it's not acceptable on a playground.It's not acceptable that college coaches use it to chastise athletes. It's not OK to use it in a classroom or a boardroom."Tropic Thunder" is giving Claiborne, Barbanell and many other individuals and organizations that serve those with special needs -- the Special Olympics, the National Down Syndrome Society, the Arc, the American Assn. of People with Disabilities, Parent to Parent-USA -- a teachable moment. They are ready to join with the entertainment industry to change minds.Dreamworks' decision to include a public service announcement with DVDs of "Tropic Thunder" is an important first step, but far more needs to be done.Just as important, parents must talk to kids at our kitchen tables about how we have felt when someone called us stupid, idiotic or lame. Because once we put ourselves in someone else's shoes, certain names just aren't that funny any more.I often quote the Hopi prayer that tells us not to look outside ourselves for a leader. It tells us that we are the ones we have been waiting for. We can exchange one "R-word" for another: respect. We can teach our children that name-calling hurts.Let's makes the "R-word" as unacceptable as the "N-word." Think of all we can accomplish if we work together.It's one thing in this political season that shouldn't require a water-cooler debate.Maria Shriver is the first lady of California.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-415052396705419119?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/415052396705419119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=415052396705419119&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/415052396705419119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/415052396705419119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/09/r-word-is-no-joke.html' title='The R word Is No Joke'/><author><name>Kimberly Jensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07359416411435206014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9W3sTpdiOwk/SDy5v-O-OCI/AAAAAAAAAAg/tnA7BoMziXA/S220/DSC00506.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-3514821536811898166</id><published>2008-09-01T17:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T17:55:50.964-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lee Ann Setzer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiny Talks'/><title type='text'>Book in a Day</title><content type='html'>by Lee Ann Setzer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last four years, I've written a book in a week or two. The source materials for the Tiny Talks series usually come out in July, and the galleys are due by Aug. 1 or so. Not exactly a leisurely book, but it's not a huge book, so it works okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just to make things more interesting, the source materials weren't available until the last part of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;August&lt;/span&gt; this year! I had already been toying with the idea of trying to write the whole book in a day, but that suddenly changed from an interesting thought question to a necessity. Spent one whole day in the library coming up with ideas for the talks, then another whole day writing. Here are the stats: fifteen hours, 10, 000 words written, and about ten words spoken to anyone during that time ("Roast chicken breast on wheat. Toasted. No onions. Thanks.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you 6,000 or so Tiny Talks fans, it's going to be a great year! For me, too, if I can just...haul...my bleeding carcass...to bed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-3514821536811898166?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3514821536811898166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=3514821536811898166&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3514821536811898166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3514821536811898166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/09/book-in-day.html' title='Book in a Day'/><author><name>Lee Ann Setzer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17498357975662411720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-320554610870292726</id><published>2008-09-01T06:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T06:07:12.177-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='widow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Santa Letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacy Gooch Anderson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>The Santa Letters - by Stacy Gooch Anderson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SLvZwriMl7I/AAAAAAAAAJs/9IfNpePbnr4/s1600-h/Stacy+Gooch+Anderson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SLvZwriMl7I/AAAAAAAAAJs/9IfNpePbnr4/s200/Stacy+Gooch+Anderson.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241022021718808498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SLvZoXYRjKI/AAAAAAAAAJk/lotPOrQww3I/s1600-h/The+Santa+Letters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SLvZoXYRjKI/AAAAAAAAAJk/lotPOrQww3I/s320/The+Santa+Letters.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241021878869527714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Shirley Bahlmann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;REVIEW:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think, “P.S. I Love You,” condensed to twelve days, with snow, and four kids thrown in.&lt;br /&gt;In a style reminiscent of “The Christmas Box,” Anderson tells a tale of recovery from the loss of a beloved family member. Through a mysterious series of letters and gifts, a widow and her children experience hope where before there was loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;Although this book could have benefited from another edit, it is a Christmas story with a valid message. Even though I found the Santa letters longer than my children would ever sit and listen to, my eyes prickled when I read the tender part about Trevor’s mother.&lt;br /&gt;Too many of the characters had a similar “voice,” with the notable exception of Walter, yet I felt my heart thump with satisfaction when the final gift was opened.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite line is: “…regular old super hero with extra skinny legs.”&lt;br /&gt;This book has a beautiful cover and an overall good message to remind people what is really important all year long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;INTERVIEW:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: Stacy, thank you for meeting me at the North Pole. What's&lt;br /&gt;that on your feet? Galoshes? What were you thinking, girl? Go skin a&lt;br /&gt;polar bear and make some real boots! Are you sure you're warm enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stacy: Oh Shirley,....have you seen these thighs? There is plenty of insulation for the two of us!...;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: Ho, ho, ho! What is your favorite holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stacy: Christmas by far. Tinsel, twinkle lights, family, gingerbread, happiness everywhere,.....it's all just so delicious! A close second would be the 4th of July though since the neighbors don't rat us out when we use the water balloon launcher on a few of the more cranky ones down the street. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Shirley: Whew, that was close. I was scared you might say the 4th of July FIRST, then it would be so ironic that your book is about Christmas. Was getting your first book published like, well, Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stacy: Don't know how to answer that one. I'm still kind of uncomfortable with the notoriety that has come with it since I don't really feel it is my story. It's about the Savior and the important gifts He brings into each of our lives. It's a good story but it's just one I was blessed enough to be a part of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: That's a very touching outlook. What gave you the idea for writing the Santa Letters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Stacy: A few years back, I found out that two of my sons had been in a sexually abusive situation. And since some of the perpetrators had been wards of the state, there was a lot of pressure for us to back off. At one point, I had so much anger for what DCFS had put us through that I almost let it destroy me. But this wonderful little voice reminded me of all the things my parents had taught me and insisted that if I wanted to raise sons with integrity, love, compassion and forgiving hearts, I had to learn to do that myself and be an example. Since there was no money for Christmas - it all had gone to legal and counseling bills - I came upon the idea of the Santa Letters as a way to help our family heal and remember all the gifts we had been given throughout the years. I never intended our experience to become a book  but I had a friend who when she found out what we'd been doing, she encouraged and challenged me to share it with others.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Shirley: Wow, Stacy. What a great example of making lemonade out of exceptionally bitter lemons. Um. Not to change the subject, but there's a reindeer behind you. He's not smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stacy: (Looks over her shoulder and then back to Shirley) Oh yeah, that would be Blitzen. He's still mad at me for eating the last bowl of Cheerios - it's heart healthy you know....He loves his oats in any form!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: (To Blitzen) No Cheerios here! Go look in your feed box! Oh, good, there he goes. (To Stacy) Do you have any other book ideas, say, with reindeer? Or maybe tropical islands? Yes, reindeer can wear hula skirts. I don't&lt;br /&gt;know if they can actually hula, but they can wear grass skirts... for a little while... before they eat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stacy: I was thinking more penguins in puka shells.....And reindeer do hula dance. I saw them swishin' and swayin' once while Santa was playing Blue Hawaii on his ukulele. Oh, and there is the companion book to The Santa Letters that I am currently working on. No animals (other than the thugs in jail) but this one picks up with Guillermo's story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: That sounds great! I thought they way you worked Guillermo in was a great twist in reader perspective. Hey, look at that guy over there. That's not the big guy, is it? (Eyes growing wider) It is, it is! Awww, how sweet, he's carrying a pot of hot chocolate toward us! Do you like hot chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stacy: Love it! Especially with a hint of mint or amaretto and whipped cream on top. If he's going anywhere near the reindeer though, we may have to settle for a bowl of chicken soup....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley: That's strange. I thought he had a white beard. Oh, I see.&lt;br /&gt;He's moonlighting as a hot chocolate taste tester. Well, looky there.&lt;br /&gt;I never knew reindeer liked hot chocolate. Now they're all smiling. I&lt;br /&gt;guess it's snow cones for you and me, Stace. What do you say? It's been fun talking to you, but now that it's time to go, I'll race you home on a sled! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·  Hardcover: 190 pages &lt;br /&gt;·  Publisher: Sweetwater Books (July 8, 2008) &lt;br /&gt;·  Language: English &lt;br /&gt;·  ISBN-10: 1599551454 &lt;br /&gt;·  ISBN-13: 978-1599551456 &lt;br /&gt;·  Product Dimensions: 7.8 x 6 x 0.9 inches &lt;br /&gt;·  Shipping Weight: 12 ounces (View shipping rates and policies) &lt;br /&gt;·  Average Customer Review: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Santa-Letters-Stacy-Anderson/dp/1599551454/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1218090532&amp;sr=1-5"&gt;ORDER HERE! (Just click!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stayinalivewithstacy.blogspot.com/"&gt;CLICK FOR STACY'S BLOG!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-320554610870292726?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/320554610870292726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=320554610870292726&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/320554610870292726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/320554610870292726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/09/santa-letters-by-stacy-gooch-anderson.html' title='The Santa Letters - by Stacy Gooch Anderson'/><author><name>Shirley Bahlmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15613281300605173576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nmTNQMxoHVY/SLvZwriMl7I/AAAAAAAAAJs/9IfNpePbnr4/s72-c/Stacy+Gooch+Anderson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-1303159321118397678</id><published>2008-08-28T08:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T09:00:11.708-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Christmas Craze</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xObOtpITGy8/SLa7FJaGyiI/AAAAAAAAABI/hDjysl0Q3fY/s1600-h/ChristmasG%26G.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xObOtpITGy8/SLa7FJaGyiI/AAAAAAAAABI/hDjysl0Q3fY/s320/ChristmasG%26G.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239580913591306786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole life one of my major pet peeves has been that stores start pushing their Christmas products long before the Christmas season. For over two decades I've whined about how obnoxious it is that we can't celebrate the other holidays, because as much as I love Christmas there's just something creepy about listening to "Silent Night" in late October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now look at me: promoting my Christmas book and August isn't even over yet. Oh well. I guess we all have to eat our words sometime. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christmas Games and Goodies&lt;/span&gt; was just released. Yay! Kimiko and I put long, hard hours into planning and pinning down every detail.... Okay, not really. But it was a lot of fun to do. I dreamed up the goodies and she concocted the games. For a few weeks we pampered all the employees at CFI with trial-run treats. They thought we were being nice, but truthfully I was just trying to see if I could destroy Lyle's diet. Hehe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So watch for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christmas Games and Goodies&lt;/span&gt; at a store near you. As the back cover states (a misprint, I discovered; the ad copy got on instead of the blurb, but I never saw the proof so I didn't get a chance to mention it), this booklet is "the perfect gift." And at only $2.99 retail, it's not a bad price, either. And just in case you're wondering, the cranberry bars (can't remember the actual name, but you'll find it) was my favorite recipe. What inspired that recipe? No clue. I just like cranberries, I guess, and I love any recipe that combines fruit and cream cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-1303159321118397678?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1303159321118397678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=1303159321118397678&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/1303159321118397678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/1303159321118397678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/08/christmas-craze.html' title='The Christmas Craze'/><author><name>Kammi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xObOtpITGy8/SLa7FJaGyiI/AAAAAAAAABI/hDjysl0Q3fY/s72-c/ChristmasG%26G.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-3284760417664570311</id><published>2008-08-26T08:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T08:02:25.833-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C. S. Lewis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deseret Book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christine Thackeray'/><title type='text'>C. S. Lewis Needs Your HELP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbWJ9YMu-Cw/SLQMz5UhVNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/OKnoxz9gBjQ/s1600-h/200_lewis_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbWJ9YMu-Cw/SLQMz5UhVNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/OKnoxz9gBjQ/s200/200_lewis_cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238826352238482642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Christine Thackeray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. S. Lewis: Latter Day Truths in Narnia is a great book. It is an overview of his life and works and ends with a section on his use in the LDS forum, especially by church leaders. There is an index in the back that is one of the most complete you will find which includes the quotes used in general conference and their references both in LDS writings and in C. S. Lewis's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seagull book and the independent LDS bookstores are currently carrying it but for some reason Deseret Book is not. It went through all the necessary copyrights and was approved by church headquarters. My only guess why-- and it is just a guess- is that since we missed the Narnia movies and they recently had a CD on Lewis released, they don't feel it would be a big seller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was suggested to me that if a number of people would be willing to go and order the book from Deseret Book, that maybe they would start carrying it to fill those orders. If you feel you can do this, I'd be grateful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-3284760417664570311?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3284760417664570311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=3284760417664570311&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3284760417664570311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/3284760417664570311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/08/c-s-lewis-needs-your-help.html' title='C. S. Lewis Needs Your HELP!'/><author><name>Christine Thackeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05551874470033926037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hbWJ9YMu-Cw/R3rDnQKQd0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/rCddcRh1PBs/S220/Thackeray018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbWJ9YMu-Cw/SLQMz5UhVNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/OKnoxz9gBjQ/s72-c/200_lewis_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-6630433902094775381</id><published>2008-08-25T14:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T14:08:29.304-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='room for two'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abel Keogh'/><title type='text'>Win a Personalized Copy of Room for Two</title><content type='html'>If you’re interested in winning a free, personalized copy of Room for Two, fellow author and friend Anne Bradshaw is sponsoring a contest for one. You can read the contest details on her blog &lt;a href="http://annebradshaw.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-contest.html" target="blank"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; Contest is open through Wednesday, September 4th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-6630433902094775381?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6630433902094775381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=6630433902094775381&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/6630433902094775381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/6630433902094775381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/08/win-personalized-copy-of-room-for-two.html' title='Win a Personalized Copy of Room for Two'/><author><name>Abel Keogh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XCTGnetdNfc/S4a3JTQLuOI/AAAAAAAAABc/rG3QRseKzBc/S220/Abel_web_2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668789517158203028.post-1923977072277151059</id><published>2008-08-25T10:29:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T14:57:00.590-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brittany Mangus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wildlife'/><title type='text'>Doggin' Bears</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;By Brittany Mangus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SLLeQNLopfI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/49_W9yBQgAQ/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238493686583043570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SLLeQNLopfI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/49_W9yBQgAQ/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This weekend my husband Que and I went camping with my parents. We went to a lake where we fished and Que swam. "Swam" as in across the lake (and back). I think he needs to taper off on the time he spends watching the Olympics. A canoe of people even stopped him and tried to rescue him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238493899037853858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SLLeckozyKI/AAAAAAAAAWY/0kImpB95yz8/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a campsite that was in Bear Country. And, while we were there, a camper called in a bear sighting- which was right in our campground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238494058135717474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SLLel1UshmI/AAAAAAAAAWg/OpAdauKXJCM/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fortunately, the bear was caught:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238494978701075234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SLLfbaslIyI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Nt85a4UGyog/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing the Park Rangers and the Forest Service guys (who came prepared with their bear cages and tranquilizer guns) had better vision than that of the camper that Madison frightened. Otherwise, poor Madison would have been tranked and released into the wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238495212165338754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SLLfpAazFoI/AAAAAAAAAW4/ciQL2Zy1RWQ/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, word didn't get out so quickly that the angry, blood-thirsty, 200 lb. bear was actually a happy, 90 lb. golden retriever. The scare caused a mass-exodus from the campground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238495370912157170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SLLfyPy_TfI/AAAAAAAAAXA/MKNDHZBaU0E/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To City Slicker Campers: Bears don't come in orange. Nor are they into wearing jingly dog tags. Madison is however, fairly large and hairy, so I guess I will have to give her a haircut and put her back on a diet. There is nothing like being mistaken for a bear to motivate you to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238495547389091586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SLLf8hOXnwI/AAAAAAAAAXI/3gkiCaozRwc/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668789517158203028-1923977072277151059?l=atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1923977072277151059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668789517158203028&amp;postID=1923977072277151059&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/1923977072277151059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668789517158203028/posts/default/1923977072277151059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atonofauthorsandawannabe.blogspot.com/2008/08/doggin-bears.html' title='Doggin&apos; Bears'/><author><name>Brittany Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06743104955447005125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SrFOLx3LGmI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/IzV3A2zLSZg/S220/belly_heart.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwx6jJLoLVo/SLLeQNLopfI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/49_W9yBQgAQ/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
