Ain't too proud to beg

   It's been several days since I posted.  Had some things going on, but more than that I'll admit I got really depressed that I shared a piece of my memoir Life Gone South in my last post called "Smash?" and NO ONE READ IT, or at least no one commented on it.  I am trying to get going as a writer, and building a platform through blogging is what all the writer resources say is crucial to get an agent/publisher interested.  That is besides writing a really good book, which I believe I've already done but I need some feedback to prove it.  So, I ain't too proud to beg -- if you can read and have a minute or two to spare for a newbie writer, please go back and read "Smash?" and give me a comment!  I'd also love to hear about how you read -- do you read ebooks or buy actual books?  Do you peruse bookstores or order online?  I've been plugging away at trying to find an agent to do the traditional publishing route when maybe I should be spending my energy self-publishing or doing an ebook.  Any feedback you can give is most appreciated!
   On to the other things going on.  First, my bionic mama had hip replacement surgery.  It went well and she's getting released from the hospital today.  I call her bionic because she's had both knees done and the other hip done twice.  So this is her last "part" to be replaced.  I hope!  Whether he will admit it or not (and he won't), Daddy is pretty much a mess without Mama around, so having her in the hospital is like leaving a puppy (Daddy) home alone to fend for himself for days.  I cracked up last night listening to Mama try to tell Daddy how to cut up strawberries to get them ready for shortcake.  Of course Daddy acted like he knew it all, but them couldn't repeat back a word Mama said.  If he offers you strawberry shortcake, I'd pass for your own safety.
   DMan and I are getting ready to move, so we've had lots going on with that.  I'm so ready to get all of our things into our new home, so #1) I won't be living out of boxes and suitcases anymore, #2) I'll have all of my things again (they've been in storage) and won't be forced to make due with what I can find in DMan's man cave, and #3) we can get away from this God-awful construction racket going on all day long at the school behind us.  Wish us luck that we don't go completely over the crrr-azy cliff before we can get moved.
   The world lost another diva, Donna Summer, yesterday at age 63 to breast cancer.  I'm still missing Whitney Houston and now Donna leaves me, too.  "Last Dance" will forever be the last-call song from my disco days, when everyone would hit the floor for one last boogie.  Thank you, Donna, for all your wonderful music!  You sure gave this "bad girl" many happy dancing memories!
   Have a fine crrr-azy day, Yall!