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My rocking CP Emily King is hosting a super fun blog hop with Tammy and their lovely assistant David Spade!

You can check out the details HERE or HERE :)

What can go wrong if David Spade is involved?

-Angie

Summer Fact or Fiction Reveal

This was so much fun and freaking HARD. Most of your stories were a total guess for me. They were so well written and fun. So here is my truth:

  

Monday—Lollipop Story: TRUE! I was holding my sister Bethanie’s hand while we watched the parade at Disneyland. I was 10 and she was 5. When I looked down she was gone! She has slipped away in the crowd to buy a lollipop. I was in so much trouble :)

Wednesday—Tiger Sharks: FALSE! But this story is mostly true. The only difference is there were dolphins swimming by us and not sharks. SO COOL!

I can’t wait to get around and see what you all have :)

-Angie

Summer Fact or Fiction Part One

Such a fun bloghop! Thanks Emily and Melodie. Here is mine…

The Lollipop

 by I Should Be Folding Laundry   

            It’s just the thing I want.

            I can see the giant lollypop right in the doorway of the shop. Its brightly colored swirls make my mouth water. Mickey and his friends stare at me from the wrapper. They’re just daring me to eat them!

            I’m holding Angie’s hand while the crowd pushes around us. But Mom told us to wait here. The worst part of being in a family with five kids is waiting.

            “Angie, I want to go in there.” I pull on her hand and point at the shop.

            “No way,” she says. “Mom told us to wait.”

            Now I start pouting. It’s not fair. I still have five dollars. Five—whole—dollars! I could probably buy a million giant lollypops.

            Mom is taking my sisters to the bathroom. They will take f-o-r-e-v-e-r!

            There are lots of people here. Angie’s watching the parade, but I’m too short. All I can see are lines of bums, fanny packs, and strollers. She lets go of my hand and starts clapping. When it drops back to her side—I don’t grab it.

            I’ll be really fast. She won’t even know I left.  I wait for a second to see if she will notice she doesn’t have my hand.

             She doesn’t.

            I take a small step back to see if she will notice.

            She doesn’t.

            Then before she can stop me, I turn and run. 

Hehehehe J Is it truth or fiction?

-Angie

Won’t you be my neighbor—Emily R. King

Do you have on your comfy sweater? Did you change into your sneakers? Because I did, and now I’m ready to start. (I almost sang you all a song, but it didn’t really translate to the blog :)

Angie: So, lets get started. Welcome Emily R. King to the first post of "Won't you be my neighbor." I got a whole slew of questions that may or may not be writing related. And isn't she cute! I never have a collar bone when I'm pregnant!

I love Emily! She just the nicest sweetest person, and such a talented writer. I know because she has let me read her wonderful manuscript. 

Emily: Let you? I thought I bribed you by reading yours. : ) Thanks for having me, Angie!

Angie: So let’s start with the question everyone is dying to know. What are you wearing right now? LOL. That sounds pervy. I don't mean it to be.

Emily: Bawhahaha! It's 10:17 am, I've been blogging for two hours, and I'm still wearing my bathrobe. I have bedhead and all. Yeah, I'm one hip lady.

Angie: Ha ha! Me too! Jammies and all. But if you were wearing say...your junior prom dress at 10:17 am then that would really say something. But a bathrobe just tells us you are laid back and casual!

Emily: Or just lazy. :D

Angie: No, never lazy. Okay, question number two... If you were a candy bar, what candy bar would you be?

Emily: A Reese's Peanut Butter cup, because I'm sweet AND salty.

Angie: Nice. I love those. Now I'm hungry. Ooo, here's a goodie... What is your best physical feature? And don't say eyes. Eyes are a cop out.

Emily: The truth? My butt—or so I've been told. It's the one part of my body that gets oogled the most. Unfortunately, it's not as nice as it used to be. Sitting and writing all day has seriously depleted its niceness.

Angie: Writer butt! Ya, I know what you're talking about. I can totally relate. Here is something I've always wanted to know... How do you get around to so many blogs every day? Every time I go to comment you've already been there. What is your secret?

Emily: No sleep? No, really, I'm a fast reader and Google Reader helps me scroll through new blog postings quickly. If you don't use it, get on it! It'll save you a ton of time.

Angie: I'm must be slow because I can't figure Google Reader out. I may need a tutorial. What about this question... Tell us something about your MS or WIP that is unique.

Emily: The demon hunters in my MS arm themselves with Taser guns and pepper spray. They don't want to kill hosts (the mortals possessed by demons), so they use non-invasive ways to disarm them and then dispel the demons with the help of their mightiest weapon, a Sun Stone ring.

Angie: Your demon hunters kick butt. I'd want them with me in a dark alleyway. What is your biggest strength as a writer and your biggest weakness?

Emily: My biggest strength is my determination. I will NOT give up.

My biggest weakness is my pride. I wait too long before asking for critiques, and have shot myself in the foot many times because of this. If I had reached out to other writers for help, I would be much further in my writing career than I am now.

Angie: Those are great! Determination is a must. But I also have to say that you rock at writing action. Action is hard to write well. Any tips?

Emily: Don't add too many details and descriptions. Make it move along quickly, just like in an action film. Movement is key! Oh, and keep your reader guessing. If they know your MC is going to win, it lowers the suspense.

Angie: That is great! I love to learn from other writers and books, so...What was the last book you read and what did you learn from it?

Emily: I just finished reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, again. What I learned is paragraphing. J.K. Rowling opens her dialogue by pushing it to the next paragraph. For instance:

Finally, his large purple face crumpled with concentration. Uncle Vernon stopped in front of Harry and spoke.

"I've changed my mind," he said.

Some writers wouldn't start another paragraph, but I prefer J.K. Rowling's style and have adopted it as my own.

Angie: I do that too. White space. White space. White space. Right?

Emily: Yep!

Angie: So a few times a year I get to be a judge for local and state scholarship pageants, and I can't let you go without a pageant question. How would you broker peace in the Middle East? I'm just curious whether you have a plan or not. 

Emily: Ha! No, I can't say I have a plan. The hatred is so inbred, the children are taught it from birth. Even if I dethroned every leader and installed better leadership, the lessons the children have been taught by their fathers would still reign.

I don't mean to be a pessimist, but I doubt the Middle East will have peace until the Millennium. No one, save God Himself, can stop the hatred there.

And on that happy note, thanks Angie! This was a ton of fun. Now I'm going to get dressed for the day and find myself a peanut butter cup, then get back to revising. Love you, girl!

Angie: Thanks Em. You were awesome. If I was scoring your last question I would give you a 9. Well thought out and articulate! You rock!

Seriously, thanks. That was ton of fun :)

Emily: Thank YOU!

So there you have it the soon to be wildly famous Emily King. Go check out her awesome blog and give her a high five :) Now I’m changing out of my sneakers…but I will keep the sweater.

-Angie 


Daily reminder of the I'm Hearing Voices Blogfest starting next Monday :) You can always write your posts ahead of time and be all prepared and stuff.