Monday, March 11, 2019
3:25 p.m.

I started the day with a message that I was chosen Author of the Week in the Facebook group "Book Whores"! I don't know how they choose, but--hey! I'm honored!

Coincidentally, this is the same week I am running a book promotion with four of my titles on sale for $0.99 each. Here are the links:

S23HF50

Emma: Ancestors' Tales

Roger's Revelation

Roger's Dilemma

I hope you will check these out and grab a copy while the prices are reduced--some over 75%!
It's always so nice to have someone reading your book.

I have an author page on Amazon, and it would be great if you'd check that out as well!

Author Paula Shablo

You can also find me on Facebook:

Author/Writer Paula Shablo

Ah, the glorious art of self-promotion. I'm not very talented at this particular art. I always feel somewhat...I don't know...silly? But I am feeling really good about being named "Author of the Week" somewhere, and so I'm going to promote myself and feel okay with it!

Buy some books! That'll make me feel REALLY good.
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3:43 p.m.

The day is grey. More snow may be on the way. I'm diligently avoiding the weather reports. It is March, and I am weary of winter. Spring, please come!

Lunch with my sister and brother-in-law is always nice. They usually come on Mondays. It breaks up the sameness of every other day of the week. Turkey and mashed potatoes, and pumpkin pie--you can't beat that! Yummy! I made dinner, and my sister made the pie. Then she didn't eat the pie, because she gave up sweets for Lent.

Well, that reminded me a bit of yesterday's rant, so I guess I will give up getting mad at entities that may or may not exist over things that no one has any control of or cure for. At least, I will TRY.

Mom and Dad's laundry is all done. I just have to talk myself into bringing it upstairs. I'm feeling kind of achy today, and it's making me lazy.

The achy and tired me I will blame on the time change. Messes me up every time! Our bodies are wired to wake up, eat, work and sleep in a particular manner, and changing the clocks and telling our bodies that we now have to do those things an hour earlier--or later-- is just ridiculous. Even the dog is messed up over it. She knows when she wants to eat or go to bed. She's not going to listen to me when I tell her that she has to do it an hour earlier than her body clock has been programmed.

Oh well, I think dogs are smarter than people, anyway. She did what she wanted yesterday in spite of the clock, and be danged with the time change. You rock, Molly.
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If you want to enjoy some quick reads, you might want to check this out:

Write the Story

Each month, a photo prompt is given, and writers are asked to tell a short story inspired by their impressions. I've participated, and read many of the stories contributed. It's amazing how widely varied the stories are! None are very long, so this is great for when you only have a few minutes for reading.
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I mentioned Lent a little bit ago. I wonder if I should give up news reports? They're a bummer, though... I think I'm supposed to give up something good...
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Well, my peeps, that laundry is not going to bring itself upstairs, so I am off!

Have a fabulous rest of your Monday!