A Liebster Award!

Marcia Mayne, of Inside Journeys, left a note that she’s given me a Liebster Award.

The Liebster, she says, originated in Germany. It means “beloved.” And it’s designed to bring attention to blogs with fewer than 200 followers.

I appreciate Marcia’s generosity, especially considering what I did to her pie.

In May, I posted about making the Fresh Strawberry Pie Marcia had written about on her blog. It was delicious.

A few weeks later, I made it again, but this time I strayed. For whipped cream, I substituted plain Greek yogurt.

Less fat, you know.

Here’s the rub: Whipped cream holds its shape. Attacked with a knife, it yields slices.

Yogurt, on the other hand, weeps. Forget the knife. Go straight for a spoon.

And then there’s the taste: Yogurt just ain’t whipped cream.

So to Marcia, and to all competent cooks everywhere, I apologize.

Yogurt did not work, it does not work, it will not work, don’t try it.

But do try the Fresh Strawberry Pie.

Now back to the Liebster Award, which I’m passing along to five other bloggers. (I can’t certify the recipients have fewer than 200 followers, so I’m making wild assumptions.)

Here are the rules:

  • Show your thanks to the blogger who gave you the award by linking back to them.
  • Reveal your top 5 picks and let them know by leaving a comment on their blog.
  • Post the award on your blog.
  • Bask in the love from the most supportive people on the Internet.

I present the Liebster Award to these five bloggers:

  1. Ariana at Pearl’s Twirl
  2. Mary Ann at Loesch’s Muse
  3. Heather Justesen
  4. Nancilynn at Nancilynn’s Blog
  5. Andrea S. Michaels, a writer in Belfast

So long as the memory of certain beloved friends lives in my heart, I shall say that life is good. ~ Helen Keller

Now I’m off to tell these bloggers about their awards.

Patricia Deuson’s Superior Longing Published Today

I’m proud to have author Patricia Deuson as my guest to introduce her new mystery novel, Superior Longing. Please join me in welcoming her.


Thanks for the invitation, Kathy! It’s a pretty exciting day for me, and I’m glad to be here. The first book of the Neva Moore series, SUPERIOR LONGING, sees the light of day – or since it’s an ebook – the light of a LCD screen, today, 9/15/11. I’m really happy to have this book published and hope readers will enjoy it. Here’s a brief idea of what happens during Neva’s first outing.

SUPERIOR LONGING is set during the frigid spring on the beautiful and harsh southern shore of Lake Superior. When Neva Moore’s uncle drowns and the details of his death twist and turn, her pursuit of the truth weaves through small town politics, smuggling, and superstition, to end where it all began, back in the family and another death on an icy lake.

As a first book must, Superior Longing introduces the ‘cast’ [which like any ongoing production has regulars and irregulars as well as a host of red shirts] First is Sierra Nevada Moore, known as Neva, who is administrator/accountant/instructor/renovator-in-residence at almost renovated Cooks Inn Cooking School which is scheduled to open shortly. Or will it? This is a question the book asks, and thankfully answers. Next is her boss, Linnea Addams, who doesn’t think it’s her job to make Neva’s job easy. So she never does. Then there is the cast of irregulars, and those red shirts who are surely goners. How and why they all fit together is the tale.

But the story is more than the story of Neva and Neva’s uncle, and a bunch of irregulars. It’s the story of how she comes to terms with his death by finding the justice he can never get for himself, justice for the dead. This is something Neva will carry with her into her next book, which I’m writing now, Collective Instinct, and any book I write about her. She will always be impelled by this sense of obligation. Fortunately for her and me, Neva finds dead people everywhere.

But outside of finding dead people all over the place, what does Neva do? Well, she teaches and she cooks and she has the social life she has time for, which is very little. She likes to cook and was born to do it. During the busy day, classes occupy her time, and meals are communal with the staff taking on the preparation in rotation, and there are rarely left-overs. At night the big kitchen is empty. When she doesn’t have other plans Neva will be back at her workstation making a simple dish for supper, maybe some zucchini and chickpea pancakes, accompanied by a crisp California rosé from one of the vineyards not too far away.

If you want to find out what happens when Neva talks chickpeas, pancakes and more, you find it on the Cooks Inn Blog. Of course, since she is a teacher, you might get a little learning on the side. While there will be few recipes in the books, when she feels like it, Neva blogs. She feels like blogging quite a bit too, although I don’t know where she finds the time.

Superior Longing, published by Echelon Press, is now available, and since it’s digital, will be until the end of time at Amazon.com as a Kindle ebook, at Smashwords, Omilit and as a Barnes & Noble Nook.


Superior Longing has a blog:


and a Facebook page:


As does the writer:


who also twitters!


Thanks again, Kathy!


Thanks, Patricia, for being here on your special day. I look forward to reading SUPERIOR LONGING. Readers, Patricia welcomes your questions and comments.

Tomorrow’s Guest Blogger: Author Patricia Deuson

Author Patricia Deuson will be here tomorrow to talk about her new mystery novel, Superior Longing, which comes out September 15, 2011.

Pat and I have been online friends for several years through the Sisters in Crime Guppies. Tomorrow will be an exciting day for her, and I’m honored she’s sharing that excitement with me and the friends of To Write Is to Write Is to Write.

I hope you’ll visit, read about Superior Longing, and leave Pat a question or comment.


7 Cousins, 1 Cousin-in-law, & 1 Grandmother (The unfortunate fashion statement at lower right was not the fault of the person wearing it.)

Panic. Away from home. Unable to access Internet from laptop, where e-mail password is stored in browser. Unable to access e-mail from borrowed desktop because e-mail provider will not accept passwords.

Oh, it’s not that bad. I can’t get to my e-mail from the desktop at home either. Should have done something about that ages ago but just let it ride. Will think about it tomorrow.

I’m visiting with my cousin MV. She’s the oldest of seven cousins. I’m the youngest of the bunch. 

I must say she has improved with age. She’s not nearly so bossy now that we are both senior citizens.

MV’s first baby was born when I was ten years old. Six weeks later, I spent a week with her family. I wagged Baby around as if he were a doll.

I was very good at it, if I do say so myself, but it has since occurred to me that MV was either very brave or very crazy. I had neither experience nor character references.

Or maybe she was just crazy like a fox. I changed a lot of diapers that week.

The baby is now on his own way to senior citizenhood, as is his little brother, who also survived my handling.

In fact, it won’t be too long before they start getting mail from AARP. I don’t know whether they realize this. I was surprised and a bit insulted when I got my invitation to join up.

Because I’m convinced all seven of us are still as young and cute as we were the Christmas our picture was taken.

#ROW80 9/7 & September

After yesterday waiting for the plumber, plus today waiting for the doctor, plus anticipation of tomorrow again waiting for the plumber, I have run out of steam. I therefore turn the blog over to the greatest American poet.


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Steeple of Arlington Street Church in Boston, Massachusetts, viewed through autumn foliage of the Public Garden-- Image via Wikipedia





September’s Baccalaureate
A combination is
Of Crickets—Crows—and Retrospects
And a dissembling Breeze

That hints without assuming–
An Innuendo sear
That makes the Heart put up its Fun
And turn Philosopher.

~ Emily Dickinson







I just skimmed “A Valentine to Emily Dickinson Fans,” (link below), and found, not a Valentine, but a reference to “America’s greatest female poet,” and, though bone-tired, I must comment. That phrase appears in the introduction to the article, not in the article itself, so I don’t hold the author responsible (unless he says the same thing in his book). But really, we have been over this before. This is 2011, well past the time for praise qualified by gender. Do we see Walt Whitman called “America’s greatest male poet?” Or Shakespeare called “England’s greatest male dramatist?” We do not. If Dickinson is America’s greatest poet, as, of course, she is, say that. If she’s simply a great American poet, say that. If she’s second to Whitman (or whomever) in greatness, say that. But stop using the qualifier. Because I will see it, and I will continue to protest.


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#ROW80 9/4 & Random Access

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As part of Rachael Harrie’s Platform-Building Campaign, I’m posting ten random things about myself.

1. Maggie Smith is my favorite actress.

2. I’ve taken lessons in classical voice and bellydancing.

3. I like cold, wet weather.

4. I’ve been driving since I was ten years old.

5. I’ve never seen Fantasia.

6. I found my lost flash drive under the refrigerator. (Cat)

7. I want to visit Machu Picchu.

8. I own a 1942 weapons carrier.

9. I would rather have watermelon than chocolate.

10. I would like to live in England.

The end.


The first Campaign challenge has been announced: flash fiction, 200-word maximum.


Image of Machu Picchu by Allard Schmidt (The Netherlands) (Own work) [Public domain, GFDL (www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html) or CC-BY-SA-3.0 (www.creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/)], via Wikimedia Commons