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When Did I Become Such A Prude?

For those of you who aren't aware, I am a romance novelist. A novel concept considering I've been out of the romance/relationship and particularly dating arena for quite a few years. My last first date was actually in 1992. So, after reviewing my first (yet to be published) novel I questioned its authenticity or realistic value. I sat my 25 year old daughter down for a few questions.

"Okay," I queried. "What's the rule for a call back after the…


Added by Diane Brown on August 16, 2010 at 6:40pm — 3 Comments


Is God a living part of you,

Or are you a part of him?

Is he woven through creation,

Or on creation's rim?

Do you find God on Sunday,

Or the middle of the week?

Is the hand of God for strength,

Or only for the meek?

Do you hear God in written words,

Or in the bird's sweet song?

Do you feel his presence,

When choosing right from wrong?

Added by Diane Brown on August 15, 2010 at 10:57pm — 2 Comments

Here's Looking at You, Kid

The heavens had opened, and blankets of rain pounded fiercly upon the pavement. This was retribution for my incessant complaining. It had been a long, hot, dry summer; the kind of summer that robs nature of her color, and mankind of his sense of humor.

I was in a cab on my way to the Sixth Street Diner to meet Tiffany, a sorority sister from long ago. I was never that fond of Tiffany. She, like so many of the 'sisters', lived in a world of perpetual ME-dom, where everything and…


Added by Diane Brown on August 9, 2010 at 9:12pm — 4 Comments


Thought I would share some safety tips sent to me by my step-mother.

1) Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, DO.

2) If a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM! Toss it away from you . . . chances are that he is more interested in your wallet than you, and he will go for the money. Run like mad in the other direction.

3) If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car,…


Added by Diane Brown on April 12, 2010 at 11:41pm — 1 Comment

Cake Balls

Bake a cake, let it cool just enough that it's not to hot to touch. Crumble in a big bowl, stir in 1 can of frosting then use whatever means necessary to roll into half-dollar size balls and place on cookie sheet. Freeze balls over night. Using toothpics, dip balls into melted almond bark of your choice, and let cool until coating sets.

Had Red Velvet cake and cream cheese icing balls dipped in white almond bark first. Mmmm.

Then tried German Chocolate cake with conventional…


Added by Diane Brown on March 20, 2010 at 6:04pm — 4 Comments

Weesie Had a Meltdown - Song

Weesie had a meltdown 'bout a quarter after two.

Homer tried to comfort her but Weesie threw a shoe

Hit Homer in the solarplexus, then she blacked his eye.

When Homer caught his breath again ole Weese began to cry.

I know you never loved me and Myrtle is the proof.

I saw your cars at the local bars and now I want the truth.

Homer swore his innocence on a stack of bibles high.

Weesie was the only girl to ever catch his eye.

But Weesie still…

Added by Diane Brown on March 19, 2010 at 9:08am — 4 Comments

The Essence of Humanity

I peruse my books of quotations each morning for something inspirational to post on Facebook. Today I came across a quotation that lingered in my splintered subconscious all day and demanded further consideration. The quote is by Norman Cousins. "Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live." I suppose he could have been referring to desire, ideas, motivation, love, hope and compassion, just to name a few. But I have found that when one desire… Continue

Added by Diane Brown on February 1, 2010 at 11:14pm — 5 Comments

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