Why You'll Want My Autograph.

There were attempts at sabotage. Incoming phone calls on the second line. Kamikaze birds crashing into window panes. TV clicked on with volume just short of a sonic boom. But like other verbal moments in history—the Gettysburg Address; Kennedy’s inaugural speech; Armstrong’s message from the surface of the moon—profound words would not be silenced.

The interview would go on…

And on…and on!

Seriously, Mary Cunningham and I had a blast being interviewed by Mary Eileen Williams from Feisty Side of Fifty fame. She has a regular Blog Talk Radio show for women over fifty, so the book we co-authored with Melinda Richarz Bailey, WOOF: Women Only Over Fifty, fit the bill.

WOOFer Eileen has built a major site for Boomer women at Feisty Side of Fifty. And in addition to interviewing us, she's had Suzanne Braun Levine, the first editor of Ms. Magazine, on her show and (don't tell anyone) a little birdie (probably the one who nearly shattered the window!) says best-selling author (and WOOFer) Mary Higgins Clark will soon be a guest!

Oh, let's hope Ms. Clark isn't too intimidated by Mary's and my spont & cleverity! (private joke)


-- Diana (aka d.d. dawg)

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Why...You look so tired!

ACK! Will you tell me WHY anyone would say that to someone?!?!

Julia Roberts commented in an article that that is, in her opinion, the second worse thing anyone can say to a woman. (The first being, of course, the question, "Oh, when is your baby due?" Someone asked her that while she was standing there holding the child on her hip!)

I agree the tired comment is way out of line. Ask if I've gained a few pounds. (Which of course I'll deny and make the excuse it's the clothes I'm wearing that makes me look fat...Yeah, whatever.)

Ask me when was the last time I colored my hair. (I'll say, Funny you should mention it because I have an appointment in an hour -- Then I can run for the phone to schedule one with my hairdresser!)

But don't ask me why I look so tired. That stops most women in their tracks. Because that implies we have not hidden the fact we are so damn tired we can't see straight!

And that's our own fault... Because we're not taking better care of our own precious selves.

So, at the end of the day, WHY aren't we? Taking better care of ourselves, I mean?

WHY-hoo!

Why Looky There!

The new books are here! The new books are here!

API Print Productions came to the rescue at the 11th house (okay, I'm excited...I mean HOUR!). And I could not be happier with the finished product.

Wendel Wordsworth is near and dear to my heart for many reasons. A few ...

This project is proof that:

1. A childhood reluctant reader can become an adult lover of words!

2. Doing what you love when you were eight is probably what you should be doing as a 60-year-old.

3. If you think you have no other options, then you have no other options.

Thanks to... Greg, Bev, Mary, Wendy (aka Wendel 1), Carol, JOYce, CCWC writers club, Jennifer & Caitlin... and everyone else who encouraged me as I labored giving "birth" to this lovable little worm and his sidekick, Big Buzz.

Holding these books in my hands, I wonder WHY I ever let doubts creep in...

At the end of the day, why is it so hard to trust the process?

--Diana

http://www.wendelwordsworth.com/

What a gurl's gotta do...and why.

It was over. The roots ripped from their canal. Or is that canals? Anyhoo, it was time...A gurl's gotta do what a gurl's gotta do.

Everyone knows Estee Lauder runs out of their gifts with purchase in the first few days of a campaign. Well, okay, if they don't run out, often all they have left are colors no one else in their right minds would wear...

Besides that, it was April 2nd. I only had until April 19th before the offer ended. A meer 17 days!

Fortunately, a result of the root canal less than an hour before, there was only a hint of drool at the corner of my mouth (confirmed during a stop at a Lancome mirror) and my right cheek just slightly drooped ( when I placed my elbow on the counter and matter-of-factly cradled my chin in my hand, who knew!). The salesclerk, however, might have thought I'd been nipping at the red wine a few hours early when I requested their biggest bottle of Pa-fec-nis.

Guess I don't have to tell you WHY last night was the best I've slept since setting the dentist appointment and getting EL's "Gift Me" notification.

It was over. I had the cool shades.

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Open wide and say "WHY?!?!"

Oh, you're going to be sooooo envious when I tell you what I'm doing tomorrow.

It involves a canal...and running water...and a man...Romantic, huh?

Well, not when it's a ROOT CANAL and the water will be squirting in my mouth (and spraying up my nose!) from a long tube and the man is my dentist!

Yikes! How'd I get myself into this mess?!?!

Yeah, I know it could be a whole lot worse, and I'm glad it's nothing REALLY serious.

But still, WHY are there just some things we do not want to experience?!

Like root canals...

Why So Many Books and So Little Time?

Well, I don't know...Seriously, don't have a clue.

BUT, I do know there's a place to take you to new heights in the Land of Books...

The "Author" Train is leaving the station on its way to Bookland Heights.

On our travels, we'll discover new authors, books, marketing opportunties...all things book.

Want to be one of the stops along the way? Check out Bookland Heights!

Email for info!

--Diana