Shades of Pink: Redux

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Tomorrow is the start of two things:  My birthday month!  I’ll be 40 this year, I’m taking the month 😉   Nah, I probably won’t, just this week.  My actual birthday (and my party) is on Saturday.  

AND It is the start of a (nearly) worldwide focus for fundraising for Breast Cancer Research.  That means, for you fine folks, you are being afforded the opportunity to donate to the cause AND get a fantastic book out of it.  If you have already donated, you will have gotten your book early.  

I wanted to remind you of the book and the opportunity. 

Here’s the promo again:

 

Shades of Pink

 

Shades of Pink Charity Anthology

As you may know, October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. For this occasion, 33 authors have allied for 1 cause: fundraising for research. Their gift to everyone who makes a donation? A romance anthology (ebook) titled Shades of Pink, totaling over 200.000 words / about 500 pages as a PDF.

 

The suggested donation is $5. Funds are raised via Stayclassy.org and all proceeds go directly to theNational Breast Cancer Foundation. Readers can also donate to the charity organization of their choice (with a focus on breast cancer) and email their receipt to receive their copy of the anthology in either PDF, ePub or mobi (kindle).

 

Who: Kate Baum, Brei Betzold, Jean Booth, Catherine Bowman, Perci T. Brooks, Rose Caraway, Bethan Cooper, Sarah Daltry, Vivien Dean, JJ Ellis, Rachel Firasek, Sabrina Garie, Amber Green, T. Hammond, Lisa M. Harley, Susan Harris, K. R. Haynes, Ellie Heller, Laura Hunsaker, Jennifer James, Torie James, Kallysten, K.A. Linde, C. Deanne Rowe, DJ Shaw, Madeline Sheehan, Eden Summers, Gill Taber, J Annas Walker, Matthew Welch, Kristin L. Wilson, Zoe York, Angela Yseult

 

When: October through November 15th.

 

What: 33 short stories, including…

  • 30 M/F, 1.5 M/M, 1.5 M/F/M
  • 4 paranormal, 2 sci-fi, 19 contemporary, 3 historical, 1 BDSM, 9 fantasy, 3 YA (some stories have more than one genre)
  • 4 spicy (ménage or kink), 15 sexy (explicit sex scenes), 14 sweet (no sex)
  • A handful of vampires, about four dozen humans including fighters, cursed humans, reincarnated souls, footballers, time travelers, bosses, secretaries, writers, rock stars, teens, witches, soldiers, wives, husbands and fiancés, 1 succubus, 1 genie, 1 extra-terrestrial princess, a few gods and goddesses, a pack of werewolves.
  • Pink, pink and more pink, including cherry blossoms, jewelry,  flamingoes, silk, a leather collar, assorted flowers, hair, a car, lip gloss, champagne, a hair ribbon, a hippo, various clothing items, lemonade and a toy.

 

WhereKallysten’s blog

Here you’ll find teasers for all the stories, interviews of the authors posted during all of October, and of course the link where you can donate and help this worthy cause.

Kallysten has interviews with all the authors coming out throughout October, including, of course, me but I will tell you what I told her in answer to her question about why:

First, thank you again for taking part in this anthology. When we first talked, you mentioned you were doing this for a very special lady in your life. Would you care to tell us a little about her [I realize it’s a very personal question and if you’d rather skip it that’s perfectly fine, I’ll just rewrite to start with the next question.]

It was my pleasure!  I definitely enjoyed writing Doug and Mac’s story. 

I am writing this for two women actually.  The first is my friend Nancy.  She dealt with an invasive case of breast cancer and finally came through it free and clear in July 2012.  Then, a couple of months ago, the doctors told her it was back and this time it has spread to her lungs and liver.  All they can do now is treat it enough to try to slow it down.  Sadly, she is incurable this time.  And yet, she is still living life to the fullest, taking care of her family, friends and herself. 

The other woman I’m writing for is someone I fell for the moment I met her.  Not in a romantic way but because she is an amazing woman; my ex-husband’s Aunt Joanne.  She is a strong woman with a heart the size of Ontario (that’d be a Texas analogy for all you American readers *laughs*).  She always has the time, love and patience for everyone in her family, immediate and extended.  And even for me, the woman her sister doesn’t consider family anymore.  Joanne was diagnosed with breast cancer two years ago and had a double mastectomy along with aggressive chemotherapy.  Through it all she looked after her worried husband (who took wonderful care of her), sons, daughters-in-law and grandchildren.  Now, she is hale and hearty, cancer free and still sharing the love. 

It’s for these women that I wrote this story and submitted it to you, Kallysten.  They are inspiring.

So donate!  You’ll be helping a great cause AND you’ll get a fantastic book out of it!  

Have a great day.

Muah!

Birdie, Rolf & George meet someone famous

Good Saturday morning!

I have no idea where I left off with you all about my lovely trio of characters so I will do a swift update and introduce you to the (fictionalized) famous person who will be joining the cast.

Michelle Duff, a motorcycle racer and enthusiast and one of The Boyfriend’s heroes, will be making an appearance in the book (barring any objections from her) as one of the people helping them on their quest.  I wrote to Michelle yesterday to see if she minded and she responded that she is flattered although she didn’t understand what part she would play.  

She first comes into the book here:

 

Chapter Forty-Five

 

Rolf, Birdie and George, two months later

Dad.  Dad!  DAD!  Wake up!  There was a very big bird on the deck this morning!  George paused.  I think it was a bird.  Kind of looked like a cat too.  It yelled at me so I yelled back.  It left something behind when it went away.  Is it going to get in trouble?  Dad!  George jumped on the bed and nosed Rolf’s ear.  Oh and my food dish is empty.  I’m hungry!

Rolf groaned and pulled the pillow over his head.  Unfortunately, ear plugs didn’t stop him from being able to hear George.  The dog was better about not talking non-stop now but when he got excited it was- “Wait.”  Rolf sat up.  “Did you say the bird left something?”

Yes.  Are you going to feed me now?  George stood on the bed, pinning Rolf’s legs down and looking hopeful.

“Go see your Momma.”  He flopped back down and covered his head with the pillow.  He didn’t want to know.  He didn’t want his brain to be already wondering what that cat-bird thing was.  He had a feeling it was trouble and they’d been enjoying the last few weeks, settling into their new house and training.  Rolf was far more proficient with throwing energy around and using a blade than he used to be.  He liked the knife throwing lessons. 

Nah.  She said you’d say that.  She says you’re supposed to come and see what the bird thing left.

Rolf groaned again.  “Fine.  Get off me.”

George grinned, tongue lolling out because he knew it made Rolf laugh, and leapt off the bed.  He danced circles around Rolf, herding him out on to the deck, not letting him get dressed or perform his morning ablutions.  His Momma had told him to bring Dad to her so that’s what he was doing.  He loved his Momma. 

Birdie laughed when she saw them coming, despite the worry in her eyes.  “George, you could have let him get dressed.”

You told me to bring him quickly.  So I did.  He sat down in front of her and looked up hopefully.

“So you did.  Good pup.”  She ruffled his ears as he thumped his tail on the deck happily.

Rolf scowled at them both.  “It’s a tad chilly.”  Indeed, everything that dangled was working its way up to tuck close to his body for heat.

“Go get dressed, Daddy, it will wait.”  She gestured at the wooden chest on the deck.  “It’s not going anywhere.”

A gust of wind made him nod and he dashed inside, George close on his heels.  He stopped in the kitchen to feed the dog and went to get himself ready for the day. 

Birdie was sitting on a chair staring at the chest.  It was teak with ancient bronze squared off strapping at the corners and in the middle of each edge, though the bottom had two straps.  The top of it was curved, reminding her of a pirate’s treasure chest.  The bottom edge of it was lined in the same ancient brass and looked like it had been hammered in place.  Each strip of teak was fitted so closely to the one below it that there was no way to peek between them.

She shifted her gaze to the scroll tied to the padlock on the front, she had tried to take it off but been zapped.  After a moment’s thought she formed a small ball of energy in her hand, focusing on her intent, and let it float to the ribbon holding the scroll.  It burned the ribbon to a crisp and the scroll bounced to the table.  Birdie picked it up and unfurled it.

To whom unto the chest is delivered:

It shall fall unto you to complete the tasks below

To right a wrong that brought a God low.

From west to north to east to creation shall you roam

‘Til this quest is complete you shall not see home.

 

Find the metal thinner than hair

A form you will need, a hearth and air

A fourth to join you.

A puzzle to confound you.

 

A quest you will complete

Strength you will need for the final feat

To open the gates

And change the will of the Fates.

 

Birdie was reading it for the third time when Rolf returned, a jacket in his hands and her gloves.  She smiled at him as he helped her into it all.  “Thank you, my love.”

“You are most welcome.”  He smiled back, glanced at the scroll then turned to the chest.  “This is what the cat-bird-thing dropped off?”

Yes!  George bounced on his feet before standing on his hind legs and putting his forepaws on the table, nose going wild.  I don’t know what the cat thing was –

“A griffin,” Birdie interjected absentmindedly.

– but it sure was loud!  It said that Dad has to open the chest because only he has the key.

They both looked at him.  “You talked to the griffin?”  Rolf just looked in amazement at their dog.  He’d been doing that a lot lately. 

George just gave him an eye roll.

Rolf rolled his eyes back at the dog then look at Birdie.  “What does the scroll say?”

She read it to him and added, “I have no idea what they mean.  I may know someone who can help us with the metal thing but what’re the form, hearth and air about?”

“Maybe we have to build something.  Who do you know that might know about metals?”  Rolf picked up the chest as he spoke and looked it over. 

“She’s a fragment of Athena.  Quite familiar with this and that about building stuff with metal.”  She set the scroll down and smiled up at him.  “I’m really curious about what’s inside that thing, would you open it already?”

Oh, I’m sorry, did you not know that George the Dog could talk?  That was Hera’s doing.  Seems to think that it’s important for them to be able to communicate with the furry domestic beastie later in their quest.

It’s a brief mention of Michelle, really, and even when she comes up again a bit later (after a chat Birdie has with Michael Bublè and his mother!)  Birdie truly doesn’t know who Michelle is.   

“Who is Athena?  Someone famous?”

Birdie really had no idea so she shrugged.  “She’s just a friend.  Like Mike, we know each other from the other Realm and got to know each other here too, for the same reasons.  I’ve done some healing for her.  She said to call her if I needed anything and finding a metal thinner than hair seems like a need.”

Rolf nodded in agreement, though he had a couple of ideas.  “Well, call her then and we’ll spend today packing.  Where is she?  How much driving do we have to do?”

“Toronto.”  She kissed him softly. 

“How long are we packing for?”

George dropped the giraffe and trotted over.  Don’t forget my treats!  Or my giraffe or my bed or my balls.  He raced away and came back with a turtle in his mouth.  And Yurtle has to come!

Birdie chuckled.  “Don’t worry, Dawg.  We’ll bring everything we need.”

The real Michelle Duff is a transsexual who used to be Mike Duff.  Mike Duff was a motorcycle racer and a Grand Prix champion at that.  She had ride contracts with people like Yamaha at a time when that was virtually unheard of.  She also (at least semi-publicly) began the process of becoming a woman at a time when it was far more difficult to admit to being something as simple as gay, let alone being a woman trapped in a man’s body.  (Especially in the very macho world of motorcycle racing!)  Michelle no longer races, having retired in 2004 from the amateur racing she got into after a bad accident in the pros,  and focuses more on writing YA fiction, her cats and dogs and her property.    

So now Birdie, Rolf and George are in Toronto and they’re about to meet up with Michelle.

In my conversation with Michelle she asked for the manuscript.  I sent it to her last night so now I’m waiting for her to read it.  I will continue writing and if need be, I will change Michelle’s character to someone else, but I hope I don’t have to.  I like her.  The Boyfriend thinks she’s fantastic.  And I think she, herself or a fictionalized version of her, will be a good addition.  I told her that Athena is a warrior and that from everything I’ve heard about her Michelle is also a warrior and that is why she’s a good fit.  

Mr.  Bublè I am not going to ask because he doesn’t exactly make an appearance. He’s merely a series of ellipses (…) in the midst of a conversation Birdie is having on the phone.

You can find Michelle Duff here.

Have a good day everyone!  I’m off to tell The Boyfriend what to do.  Gardening.  Apparently, I’m not allowed to haul the plants around or get down on my hands and knees and dig.  Or even  grab a shovel and dig.  Hmmph.  My body sucks.

Muah.

This Week in Pictures

Hi there 🙂

Busy busy week this week.  

Started out with a trip to see a psychiatrist.   That was interesting and I have yet another diagnosis.  … Well, no, not true.  It’s just been confirmed, that’s all.  Time to learn more about PTSD.  

Tuesday was a whole lot of nothing but suffering.  *laughs*  By Wednesday, however, I was doing well enough to do some laundry and The Boyfriend showed up to take me to lunch and we went to the beach.   See my last blog for the results of that.  It was a lovely, lovely day.

And then we went to the International Plowing Match on Thursday.  😀  Why?   My Dad works for Hydro One, Ontario’s power supply company and they had a large display there.  Dad was talking about various energy conservation projects and ways they’re making their own systems more efficient.  

The Boyfriend on the left.  Dad in the hat.  The weird hat.

The Boyfriend on the left. Dad in the hat. The weird hat.

We saw some of Hydro One’s awesome machinery too.

 

This drops those big electrical poles into place.   They still have to dig the holes but this is awesome.  That pincer on the front is almost as tall as me!

This drops those big electrical poles into place. They still have to dig the holes but this is awesome. That pincer on the front is almost as tall as me!

Look at the size of that!  It has a cherry picker on the back and a plow - for brush - on the front.  They use it for clearing out brush and trees that are interfering with their ability to get to the lines.

Look at the size of that! It has a cherry picker on the back and a plow – for brush – on the front. They use it for clearing out brush and trees that are interfering with their ability to get to the lines.

This is the Bronto Skylift.  They have three of them and the tallest can reach  60 meters into the air.  They are articulated so that they can get above and over hazards like other power lines and trees to solve any problems they're trying to fix.

This is the Bronto Skylift. They have three of them and the tallest can reach 60 meters into the air. They are articulated so that they can get above and over hazards like other power lines and trees to solve any problems they’re trying to fix.

Another vehicle we saw was this thing:

How serious about golf do you have to be to own this?  ;)

How serious about golf do you have to be to own this? 😉

Extreme golf!  Don’t suppose they’d allow this in the Masters eh?  *laughs*

I also found this guy:

I love gargoyles.  Unfortunately, I don't have the creator's business card with me.  I'll have to look for it when I get to my home.

I love gargoyles. Unfortunately, I don’t have the creator’s business card with me. I’ll have to look for it when I get to my home.

On Thursday I dogsit my kids’ dog.  While out in the morning I found three spider web traps like this:

I swear to all the Gods that the spider was the size of a 4 day old baby mouse!

I swear to all the Gods that the spider was the size of a 4 day old baby mouse!

Blame Google for the super detailed description.  😀

Friday saw us working at the cottage to make it livable and on Saturday GirlKid came to help me with the gardens.  She did not appreciate the work.  *chuckles*  The lovely landlady here chose to put quartz stones in as mulch many years ago and now we’re digging them up and trying to rejuvenate the gardens.  And that’s what GirlKid was helping me with.  Peter was doing digging of his own.  But at the end of it, I took her to the beach.  This is what we (well, I, the chick with the camera) saw through the day:

Fall!  Today is the first full day of Autumn, in fact.  I love this picture.  The leaf is so crisp and colourful.

Fall! Today is the first full day of Autumn, in fact. I love this picture. The leaf is so crisp and colourful.

 

Mating mosquito hawks.  Don't *see* that very often.  They want to breed?  Sure!  They eat bitey insects.

Mating mosquito hawks. Don’t *see* that very often. They want to breed? Sure! They eat bitey insects.

It was a very windy day at the beach.  Quite cool too.

It was a very windy day at the beach. Quite cool too.  Love the colours here.

A storm is building in the distance.  I love the quality of this picture, even if the blurriness was completely unintentional.  The colour was achieved by turning up the Red and Yellow in the Colour Balance.

A storm is building in the distance. I love the quality of this picture, even if the blurriness was completely unintentional. The colour was achieved by turning up the Red and Yellow in the Colour Balance.

 

The rest of the weekend has been spent digging and cutting the dead off trees.  Yes, I am a saw wielding maniac! *insert evil cackle*

Val says “Poor trees” but it’s healthier to have the dead gone than keep it there.  

Thanks to the synthroid I am now on I am clearer-headed most of the time, )pain levels are somewhat high today and that brings the brain power down *laughs*), so I will be going back to writing regularly.  

Tomorrow we’re going to see the grandbaby!  She will also be five months old tomorrow!  We’re taking her a Hallowe’en outfit.  Not a costume, just something cutsie.  😀  We can hardly wait.

Have a wonderful remainder of your Sunday and a good week!  I will be posting about tomorrow’s visit and my writing through the week.  I’m going to try to anyway.

Muah!

 

OH! Before I forget!   THe Shades of Pink Project is already going and it is going very well!  So far it’s raised $1670 for the US breast cancer awareness and $40 for the Australian counterpart!   I am thrilled and I know KallySten is too.  It’s phenomenal already and it’s only been a week, we have seven weeks left to go.  Keep it up!  If you haven’t got yours, you can get it here:  http://www.stayclassy.org/fundraise?fcid=261380

Fundraising for Breast Cancer

On Friday I posted on my Facebook page about the Shades of Pink anthology.   I said I would blog more about it on Saturday but also on Friday I had a little accident and broke one of the metacarpal bones in my right hand.  Right up near the knuckle.  It makes it difficult to type (the Backspace key is getting a lot of exercise this morning) so I put the blog off.  

No longer!   I’m just too excited to let a little broken bone get in the way.  

On Friday, KallySten posted this blog about my contribution to the book.  I was so ….is there another word for excited?  There must be.  *checks thesaurus.com, leaves chamber music in her wake*

 

 

Well now, there are several words for ‘excited’.  

Main Entry: excited  [ik-sahy-tid] Show IPA

Part of Speech: adjective

Definition: inspired; upset

Synonyms:  aflame, agitated, animated, annoyed, aroused, awakened, beside oneself, charged, delighted, discomposed, disconcerted, disturbed, eager, enthusiastic, feverish, fired up, frantic, high*, hot and bothered, hot*, hyperactive, hysterical, in a tizzy, inflamed, juiced up, jumpy, keyed up, moved, nervous, on edge, on fire, overwrought, passionate, piqued, provoked, roused, ruffled, steamed up, stimulated, stirred, thrilled, tumultous/tumultuous, wild, wired, worked up, zipped up

 

I don’t think all of them are applicable.  *laughs*

Tangent.  Oops.  *gets back on track*

I was delighted to see the blog about my bit in the book!  I love the story, the cause is dear to me and KallySten is a lovely person.  In other words, I’m totally enthusiastic about the whole thing.  I am hoping that you people will be just as feverish about donating to the cause.  I’ll be beside myself if you do since I’m really quite passionate about this cause.

*grins*  I think that’s enough with the synonyms eh?

Here’s the promo:

The book cover.  Isn't it great?

The book cover. Isn’t it great?

 

Shades of Pink Charity Anthology

 

 

As you may know, October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. For this occasion, 33 authors have allied for 1 cause: fundraising for research. Their gift to everyone who makes a donation? A romance anthology (ebook) titled Shades of Pink, totaling over 200.000 words / about 500 pages as a PDF.

 

The suggested donation is $5. Funds are raised via Stayclassy.org and all proceeds go directly to the National Breast Cancer Foundation. Readers can also donate to the charity organization of their choice (with a focus on breast cancer) and email their receipt to receive their copy of the anthology in either PDF, ePub or mobi (kindle).

 

Who: Kate Baum, Brei Betzold, Jean Booth, Catherine Bowman, Perci T. Brooks, Rose Caraway, Bethan Cooper, Sarah Daltry, Vivien Dean, JJ Ellis, Rachel Firasek, Sabrina Garie, Amber Green, T. Hammond, Lisa M. Harley, Susan Harris, K. R. Haynes, Ellie Heller, Laura Hunsaker, Jennifer James, Torie James, Kallysten, K.A. Linde, C. Deanne Rowe, DJ Shaw, Madeline Sheehan, Eden Summers, Gill Taber, J Annas Walker, Matthew Welch, Kristin L. Wilson, Zoe York, Angela Yseult

 

When: October through November 15th.

 

What: 33 short stories, including…

  • 30 M/F, 1.5 M/M, 1.5 M/F/M
  • 4 paranormal, 2 sci-fi, 19 contemporary, 3 historical, 1 BDSM, 9 fantasy, 3 YA (some stories have more than one genre)
  • 4 spicy (ménage or kink), 15 sexy (explicit sex scenes), 14 sweet (no sex)
  • A handful of vampires, about four dozen humans including fighters, cursed humans, reincarnated souls, footballers, time travelers, bosses, secretaries, writers, rock stars, teens, witches, soldiers, wives, husbands and fiancés, 1 succubus, 1 genie, 1 extra-terrestrial princess, a few gods and goddesses, a pack of werewolves.
  • Pink, pink and more pink, including cherry blossoms, jewelry,  flamingoes, silk, a leather collar, assorted flowers, hair, a car, lip gloss, champagne, a hair ribbon, a hippo, various clothing items, lemonade and a toy.

 

Where: Kallysten’s blog

Here you’ll find teasers for all the stories, interviews of the authors posted during all of October, and of course the link where you can donate and help this worthy cause.

 

It’s a mouthful of a promo but you know what you’re getting there.   I will be posting the promo several times over the course of the next two months.   Donations can be made from now until November 15th. 

Buy the book!  Check out Kallysten’s blog and her writing too.  

Have a wonderful day, folks!

Muah!

A Day of le Awesomeness!

Woot!  I am pleased!  Today we picked up my business cards!  See?

Aren't they BEAUTIFUL!?

Aren’t they BEAUTIFUL!?

 

And then I got an email from Kallysten!  

Earlier this month I got an interview questionnaire I need to fill out, those will be posted to her blog in October.  However, today’s email was the proof of the Shades of Pink Anthology!  It is awesomesauce.

See?

See?

And look! Here I am!

It rocks.  It's so nice to see my name in print.

It rocks. It’s so nice to see my name in print.

She told us that she will be posting promos and excerpts on her blog starting this week!  Mine is coming up on THURSDAY between 8 and 9 am EST.  Be sure to check it out.  And I will be posting a reminder Thursday morning.  

Time to make dinner for a monstrous GirlKid.  

Muah!

Sunset Scenery

Hello my funky darlings! 

Yes, sometimes I have to pretend I’m the Rodney Skinner, aka the Invisible Man, in League of Extraordinary Gentlemen.  He’s irreverent, a thief (dammit, I cannot spell worth a damn today!  That’s four words I’ve had to correct already), funny and dead sexy… what you can see of him anyway.   Haven’t seen the movie?  Should be on Netflix or Hulu or what have you.

Anyway!  Today, I have for you…  *drum roll*  scenery!  In case you couldn’t tell from the title.  Most of it is from the beach but I have one I took when we stopped because the sunset was so spectacular we couldn’t help but get the cameras out.   Unfortunately, all I  had was my phone.  I took three pictures but this one is my favourite.  All I’ve done to it is resize the picture (I take big pictures) to take up less space on my blog storage here.  

I call it.... "Purple Sunset."  I've got some imagination eh?  ;)

I call it…. “Purple Sunset.” I’ve got some imagination eh? 😉

What follows are pictures from the pier.  Or beside the pier.  Or damned near under the pier.   The wind was up and the water was frolicking and dancing.   The sun was setting, as it usually does, but with little pomp or circumstance on this day.    It was merely retiring quietly so that it could wake people up elsewhere.

There are a couple of ways I took pictures.  I took the picture of the gulls on my normal camera settings but I was in for a surprise when I got it into Photoshop.  When I pressed alt+ctrl+shift+L (auto contrast) the colours changed to almost posterized.  I hit ctrl+shift+L (auto colour) and the result was… well, pure awesomeness.  For the pictures I took alongside the pier (and I’m only showing you one) I stood right up against the wall, held the camera down at waist level and pressed the shutter.  You may get the impression I wasn’t looking in the viewfinder, you’d be correct.  My lower back, hips and knees are getting bad enough that kneeling to take the shots wasn’t going to happen.  So what you’re going to see in that picture is pretty much what the hem of my sweater saw.  *laughs*  

The coastline curves in a pretty arc north and south of us but to the south it looked like a scene from a Stephen King movie.  All pretty and misty, but you just know there are monsters hiding in the mist, waiting for the stupid college kid who says “What’s that!?” and grabs a flashlight.   I took a few pictures, trying to capture it.  My son said one version of it was better (before the auto-contrast) and I think the post-auto-contrast is better.  I’ll let you decide.  

Here we go.

Fabulous, isn't it?  I love the effects, the way the colours pop and the gulls came alive.

Fabulous, isn’t it? I love the effects, the way the colours pop and the gulls came alive.

Apparently, I decided which was better after all.  *laughs* This is the curve post auto-contrast.  Pretty eh?

Apparently, I decided which was better after all. *laughs* This is the curve post auto-contrast. Pretty eh?  I didn’t quite capture what I was seeing but I still like the picture.

"Pier Pressure"  :D  I'm a dork, I realize that.  This is one of the waist high pictures.  Such motion, such violence. Love it!

“Pier Pressure” 😀 I’m a dork, I realize that. This is one of the waist high pictures. Such motion, such violence. Love it!

I'm not sure why the colours in this one are crisper, they both had the same treatment, but it's okay.  I like it.  I like how off-kilter it is too.

I’m not sure why the colours in this one are crisper, they both had the same treatment, but it’s okay. I like it. I like how off-kilter it is too.

I like the perspective in this.  The focus is at such a distance that it makes the pier look a mile long.  I like the colours and shadows.

I like the perspective in this. The focus is at such a distance that it makes the pier look a mile long. I like the colours and shadows.

So why would I put it in greyscale?  Just to see.  I like it though.

So why would I put it in greyscale? Just to see. I like it though.

 

My town fair is coming up and once again I will be looking to submit a photograph, if possible.  Last year it was just “Junior Photographers.”  Hopefully they’ll be open to adults this year.  They should be.  

I am off to do some work on Birdie & Rolf’s story.  I’m a bit stuck on HW3.  It’s like a hamster running on its wheel in my head so I’m going to take my brain away from it for a bit and see what happens.  

Have a great day everyone!  Muah!