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The Crying Doves Syndrome

The Crying Doves Syndrome
    What’s the Crying Doves Syndrome? Remember Prince’s mega hit song, “When Doves Cry?” It’s the lead single on his Purple Rain album. Music aficionados are probably rolling their eyes and shaking their heads right now, saying, “Who doesn’t know the song.” Well, let me not digress. The one line in that song that jumped out at me the first time I heard the joint was, “Maybe you’re just like my mother, she’s never satisfied.” Why that line? Because unfortunately it resonated with me.   I hate to admit it, but lately I’ve come to realize that there may be a thin line between a person who’s driven and a person who’s never satisfied. When is enough enough? In our society there seems to be this unrelenting push to obtain more, more, and more. When does one finally say I have it all? I can rest. Even God rested after seven days. And He created the world. Talk about branding. Do you really need a dozen pairs of red bottom shoes?   Is there really that much difference between the new iPhone you hanker for and the iPhone you currently have? How wid...
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The Facebook Family That Votes Together Stays Together

The Facebook Family That Votes Together Stays Together
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This past Sunday I received an email from Author Shout, an online website that "Connects authors and readers around the world." In the email I was informed that my new novel, MARRIED IN THE NICK OF NINE, had been nominated for best book cover, along with four other novels. It went on to say that the winner’s book would be named Book of the Week, would get a feature listing on all of Author Shout’s site pages, would be shared across multiple social media platforms, and would be sent out in a spotlight in Author shout’s newsletter and more. Of course being the promotional addict that I am, I was thrilled thinking about possibly winning. I immediately logged onto the website and noticed that there was one book leading the pack. So I got busy and put the word out to my Facebook Family! Initially the votes began to trickle in and then more and more people got on board. By Sunday evening I was still trailing behind by twenty points. It seemed as if no matter what I did, I couldn’t close the gap. Monday I was still lagging. I wanted to give up, but my Facebook Famil...
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A WORD about PassWORDS

A WORD about PassWORDS
Is it just me, or have we become a password-driven society? I have more passwords than I can remember and all the identity theft experts caution against writing them down. I’m like the woman in the shoe who had so many kids she didn’t know what to do. I have so many passwords I don’t know what to do. I need a password to access a plethora of financial, literary, and social media websites. To manage, I’ve tried to use only a few different passwords for my various accounts, but even then I forget them. This leads to a nerve-racking guessing game that ends with me being locked out. I invariably sit at the computer gaping at the screen, feeling like a dunce. It’s the same feeling you get when you inadvertently close the door while going to retrieve the mail, not realizing that it’s locked, or when you’re in a hurry and you lock your keys in the car. It’s that feeling of being on the outside and wanting in, but dreading the changes you’re going to have to go through to be readmitted into the club. And that leads to major frustration, especially when I’m tryin...
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Man Hands

Man Hands
It was while watching an episode of “Seinfeld” that I first heard the phrase, “man hands.” The episode, like all Seinfeld episodes, was hilarious. Jerry was dating a woman who had massive hands, and the oversized hands really stood out, because everything else about the woman was attractive and in proportion. I remember looking down at my hands while watching the show and it dawned on me that I could have played the part. Yes, I have “man hands.” They’re large, rough, and claw-like. Go to the Contact page and take a gander at my hand grasping my laptop. I told you! LOL.   I’ve always had large hands. In the fifth grade my classmates and I were introduced to the violin, and the man who was making the presentation gave our hands the once over to determine what size violin would be the right fit. He took one look at my large mitts and exclaimed, “You’ll need an adult size!” His devastating words slapped the smile right off of my face. I glanced around at the other students with tear-filled eyes, wondering if they had heard him and what they t...
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