Saturday, September 30, 2017

We're Having A Contest

What do you do when you discover your parrot is a witch? A witch with a coffee addiction. And she needs your help to save your world from a cannibal warlock and his zombie army of the dead.

Free set of autographed copies of Books One and Two of the Princess Tara Chronicles to the first person who can correctly identify the origin of the title of Book Two. And Princess Tara will throw in one of her flight feathers which makes for a terrific bookmark.

Sorry, USA Only

Saturday, September 16, 2017

What Do You Do When You Discover Your Parrot Is a Witch? A Witch With a Coffee Addiction

Book Three Princess Tara Chronicles

Part Three Blue Tara Trilogy


My earliest memory ever is the first time I successfully walked. Me and my mom. Well, of course, my mom already knew how to walk. But not me. Me and my mom. We were in the kitchen of our first family home. Dad must have been at work. I can’t even remember how old I was. Couldn’t have been too old. I stood up by myself, leaning against a kitchen counter. My mom walked to the other side of the small kitchen, big to a little tot like me who had never successfully figured out this walking trick before. She wordlessly motioned for me to come to her. I remember feeling scared to death to try, fearing I would plop face down on the yellow linoleum floor if I dared, never to get up.

I desperately wanted my mom to come to me, but my mom kept motioning me to come to her. I finally relented and pushed off against the kitchen counter. One step. Then two. A third. A fourth and fifth. Thinking back on it all these years later I can recall it was a small kitchen. Not too many steps required. I feel into my mother’s arms, upright, triumphant. Spent.

That’s life. Challenges and conquests. Falling flat on your face on the linoleum, picking yourself up, and trying again. They say death and taxes are the only things you can count on in life. I say bull. Taxes are for suckers. Just ask any politician. And death is a con game dreamed up by holy rollers, preachers and grifters. I have learned that death is just another challenge to overcome. Challenge itself is the only thing you can count on in life. No matter how many challenges you face and conquer, there will always be another challenge knocking you face down on the linoleum. Comes the true challenge when you grow up and become an adult. The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. No, not the ones you think. Love. Desire. Ambition. Faith. These are the greatest challenges of all. Overcoming these challenges is what makes life such a bitch. Love. Desire. Ambition. Faith. Without them, life is so simple, believe me.

Coming Christmas 2017

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Saturday, September 9, 2017

A Picture Is Worth a Thousand Words

Sheltering From a Storm

Two Conure parrots sheltering from Hurricane Irma at the edge of the 22nd floor of the Dadeland Marriott in Miami