<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414</id><updated>2011-10-04T11:43:26.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M.S. Ebbs</title><subtitle type='html'>Salem Representative for
Willamette Writers</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-3797385186465606977</id><published>2011-08-03T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T08:42:02.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, in a good way.</title><content type='html'>Just found out I'm a finalist in another contest. (For the first 7pp of my latest novel.) I've entered a couple more contests, so I'm excited to hear back from all of them. Gold Man Review is taking off. It's been a lot of work so far, but now we're reviewing the layout. Great fun and I'm learning a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-3797385186465606977?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/3797385186465606977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=3797385186465606977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/3797385186465606977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/3797385186465606977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2011/08/busy-in-good-way.html' title='Busy, in a good way.'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-5234030171183082236</id><published>2011-07-06T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T10:30:29.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winner</title><content type='html'>I won third place with the Alaska Romance Writers 2011 Break-Up Contest. Had some great feed back from the judge. Hopefully, this will help me to make the changes that are necessary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-5234030171183082236?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/5234030171183082236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=5234030171183082236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/5234030171183082236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/5234030171183082236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2011/07/winner.html' title='Winner'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-3807535752505695017</id><published>2011-06-23T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T11:38:42.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>research</title><content type='html'>I have an imperative deadline that I've set for myself. This time, it's not arbitrarily. &lt;a href="http://www.willamettewriters.com/wwc/3/"&gt;Willamette Writers Conference&lt;/a&gt; is in August and I want to pitch the novel I'm currently working on. Rule #1 for fiction, of course, IT MUST BE FINISHED! I will be finished. I think this is one of the most time sensitive books that I've ever written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be writing right now. And I am actually in the middle of writing. I only came on-line to do some research. This is the first book I've written where research was so vital to the story-line. For me research is an afterthought, a check-up. I've never cared for research. But thank God for the internet or I don't know what I'd do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of research and writing, I must get to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-3807535752505695017?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/3807535752505695017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=3807535752505695017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/3807535752505695017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/3807535752505695017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2011/06/research.html' title='research'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-7502885164746637642</id><published>2011-06-17T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T19:21:56.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just me</title><content type='html'>Try as I might, I do not yet have a "blog" system. So I figure the first phase of system-achievement should be to actually blog. I'm going to see how that goes for a while. If that seems to be working, I'll try less randomness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what blog readers want to read. Quite frankly. I don't get it. I'm no more a committed reader of blogs than I am of posting to my own. Don't get me wrong, I think blogs are an asset to society today. Occasionally, I find some terrific tidbit or valuable information on blogs, but I'm not a religious follower of any one single blog, not even my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a writer I know it's important to have an on-line presence and I've worked to be online, but I think I've been trying too hard. Trying to sound--I don't know--bloggish. I don't even know what that means, so it's a no wonder I couldn't manage it. It's time to be just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what's going on. My self-imposed deadline for the latest book I'm writing has come and gone and as you may have guessed, the ending, not so much. But I'm recommitted. I was trying to accomplish 1,000 words a day, so I'm back to that. I'm not reaching it consistently enough, but I'm getting close and more importantly, I'm writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold Man is coming along. My son is keeping me busy. Nice weather has finally arrived--along with the allergies. But at this point I'm going to follow my own blog rule of keeping it short. I don't have time to read long blog posts, I don't have time to write long posts. Of course, perhaps I've already broken the rule, but nottheless, I blogged today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-7502885164746637642?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7502885164746637642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=7502885164746637642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/7502885164746637642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/7502885164746637642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2011/06/just-me.html' title='just me'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-8308609918331781844</id><published>2011-06-09T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T09:55:36.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News!</title><content type='html'>I have good news. I recently placed as one of three finalists in the 2011 Break-up Contest hosted by Alaska Romance Writers. www.akrwa.org.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done much to advance my writing career, to both get serious and prove that I am serious. But I waited too long for contests. I have a list of reasons and excuses, but I blame only me for holding me back. I hate rejection (who doesn't, right?), but I more than hate it, I fear it. Let me correct that, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feared&lt;/span&gt; it. No more. People aren't going to like what I right. A lot of people. My own sister doesn't like romance, though I hope one day when I hand her my book, she will read it. But it doesn't matter. People who don't like me don't bother me. It's there problem, not mine. And the same has to be true of my writing. It's not a personal attack. The sister I mentioned before? She was excited to hear the news of my finalizing. She doesn't like to read romance, but she still supports me. Anyone who doesn't like what I write or the way I write... it's their problem, not mine. I am who I am, I write what inspires me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame only me. I held me back this long. Fear was the excuse, but I was the reason. Shame on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-8308609918331781844?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8308609918331781844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=8308609918331781844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/8308609918331781844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/8308609918331781844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2011/06/good-news.html' title='Good News!'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-942335544612622298</id><published>2011-01-06T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T20:54:03.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Resolution</title><content type='html'>For the most part I don't parttake in New Year's "Resolutions" per say. As the New Year presents itself, I prefer to think of how I want to better myself or my life. This year I am committed to being a bit more organized. I have several items on my plate to manage and I'm not "formerly" working, although my son keeps me on my toes for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog doesn't directy tie in with my resolution, but it definately merits attention. So far, I've been averaging about once a month. Last time I was on facebook, I still knew how to use it, so although I'm proud to &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; an on-line presence, I really need to be a little more &lt;em&gt;present&lt;/em&gt; on-line. I guess that's my sub-resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Happy New Year to all, and to all the hope for a better you and a better tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-942335544612622298?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/942335544612622298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=942335544612622298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/942335544612622298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/942335544612622298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-years-resolution.html' title='New Year&apos;s Resolution'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-3988667541258131809</id><published>2010-11-06T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T17:36:49.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so everything I &lt;em&gt;planned&lt;/em&gt; in the last post ...? Out the window! Well, it's still in the &lt;em&gt;plan&lt;/em&gt;. But clearly it's not happening. I had a new idea for a book so I'm writing the notes. Plus I'm still editing "Scandal" which actually has a new title, finally. Until next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-3988667541258131809?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/3988667541258131809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=3988667541258131809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/3988667541258131809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/3988667541258131809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2010/11/okay-so-everything-i-planned-in-last.html' title=''/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-6569805569900692191</id><published>2010-10-09T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T09:26:33.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I'm learning my way here. It's tough to know what to write on a blog everyday. What people are even going to care to read. And of course, I need regularity. I'm going to shoot for two days a week to start. Today, is Saturday, so that wins Day 1. Thursdays, will be Day 2. I'll have to put this on my calendar or I'll never remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on "Scandal" editing. One big thing is that I've changed the name, but haven't decided on a precise title yet. But Heather and I are on schedule and deadline to get eachother's works critiqued. I've cut and cut and cut some more, so I'm down to an acceptable word count. I can definately see an improvement in my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the personal front, my uncle broke is ankle going down the stairs. He's had serious leg injuries in the past and the fall was due to these previous injuries. Fortunately, he's doing well. I guess his ex fell a few days later and broke her leg, going down the stairs. Funny, huh, even though it's not. But after yesterday, it's really not. I tripped coming off my steps--feeling the most excruciating pain I think I've ever felt (next to childbirth) and with my uncle on my mind my thought was, "Oh my God, I just broke my ankle!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped to the ground screaming, but after a couple of minutes later the pain began to subside a little, so I began to realize that it probably wasn't broken. Thank God, it was only a sprain. But trust me, it's no "walk in the park" either. Still, I'm surviving. And my son is as helpful as a 1 year-old can be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-6569805569900692191?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6569805569900692191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=6569805569900692191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/6569805569900692191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/6569805569900692191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2010/10/so-im-learning-my-way-here.html' title=''/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-8383959602582080970</id><published>2010-09-05T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T14:14:41.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Legacy</title><content type='html'>I'm working on my blog, my site will come next, along with my overall web presence. But forgetting all that for a moment, I can't help but think what a legacy we leave for our families and loved ones. I have posts dating back to 2007. Three years of my life documented for the world to see. Granted, I haven't been the best blogger and I am working on that. But the next time you blog or read someone else's think about the legacy that's being left behind. A hundred years ago all you had left of a loved one who'd passed was a memory that faded with time and an ache the didn't. In recent years, we've been fortunate to possess photos to aid in the memories, but today, we have far more. We can have our own thoughts and feelings typed and published for our future generation. So blogging isn't just about changing the world, but changing someone's world. May each blog, someday, be able to do that and truly we will have touched millions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-8383959602582080970?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8383959602582080970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=8383959602582080970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/8383959602582080970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/8383959602582080970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2010/09/legacy.html' title='Legacy'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-6951908927225938784</id><published>2010-05-17T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T17:39:57.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOLLIPOP Full Dell Version &amp; Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/CqitLqO_Aww/hqdefault.jpg)" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CqitLqO_Aww&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CqitLqO_Aww&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, so my sister said I should mention why I have the dell lollipop song vid on my blog. When my son was 8 months or so and they kept playing this commercial on television, he would stop whatever he was doing to watch it. At the time, it was the only thing on TV that he'd stop and watch. He loved the lollipop song.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-6951908927225938784?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6951908927225938784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=6951908927225938784' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/6951908927225938784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/6951908927225938784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2010/05/lollipop-full-dell-version-lyrics.html' title='LOLLIPOP Full Dell Version &amp; Lyrics'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-4580320852127230429</id><published>2010-01-11T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:23:02.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>His mother's son</title><content type='html'>I love my son dearly, but I must admit I complain because he fights harder than anyone I've ever seen just to sleep! He's four months old. My husband keeps asking what does he possibly think he's going to miss if he closes his eyes to get the much needed shut eye. My answer is I don't know. But after my mother informs I didn't like to go to bed when I should, I realize I'm not so unlike my child. And here I am... up way past my bedtime, admittedly getting some last minute things done, but as I type, I am so exhausted I can barely keep my eyes open, my body screams to find a new position... and I wonder if there's one more thing I should do on the net before I sign off. I complain, but how can I blame the child that is his mother's son?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-4580320852127230429?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4580320852127230429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=4580320852127230429' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/4580320852127230429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/4580320852127230429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/his-mothers-son.html' title='His mother&apos;s son'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-4901020217647909288</id><published>2009-11-30T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T07:44:31.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Soft</title><content type='html'>Backs of hands&lt;br /&gt;Even palms&lt;br /&gt;Baby soft&lt;br /&gt;Pads of feet, plus toes&lt;br /&gt;Fatty legs and arms&lt;br /&gt;Baby Smooth&lt;br /&gt;Pudgy cheeks&lt;br /&gt;Squeezable and kissable&lt;br /&gt;Those tiny fingers&lt;br /&gt;All so baby soft&lt;br /&gt;So touchable&lt;br /&gt;Loveable&lt;br /&gt;My Baby Soft&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-4901020217647909288?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4901020217647909288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=4901020217647909288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/4901020217647909288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/4901020217647909288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-soft.html' title='Baby Soft'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-8382826221482635064</id><published>2009-11-08T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T05:16:32.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>The other night as I was drifting off to sleep, I had brilliant words to share about motivation. They were poignant and profound, as I usually am inside my own head before the words make the journey from my brain into my fingers. Somehow, something is often lost in translation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None the less, I want to speak about motivation. What motivates you to write? Do you have to have the sunrise on a clear morning? Do you require isolation and silence? Do the stars have to align just so, inspiring you with need and the right storyline?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motivation needs to be found in every aspect of daily life, as well as with the perfect scenerios to suit us. I am motivated by the rain falling on my rooftop (one of my perfect scenerios), by a touching commercial, a character on a television show, by looking into my newborn son's sleeping face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As writers, we need to find the depth, the emotion, the significance of even the mundane. Even as I'm a new mother, striving to find the time to shower and do the laundry, how does that relate to the characters I've created or those I've yet to create? Perhaps my character is unwed, but wants that child, that mundacity. (Is that a word?) Maybe instead, a single father is trying to cope with these boring and exhausting chores when he longs to be wild and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My characters thoughts and emotions, just as my own, motivate me to write. To share something that might change one person's mind about one little thing in life. This is why we write. To change us, to change others, to change the world. If that's not motivating, I don't know what is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-8382826221482635064?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8382826221482635064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=8382826221482635064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/8382826221482635064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/8382826221482635064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2009/11/motivation.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-6196464633284534105</id><published>2009-10-13T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T07:54:17.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There is always room in the heart for more.</title><content type='html'>Okay, so how do you really get rid of a blog? I have my website... yah! but still I must blog. At least I don't have to worry about keeping it up every week, though. So here I am in transition trying to figure out what I should blog about. Right now, that fact that I'm here and writing at all is fortunate, as there is a baby lying on my chest fast asleep. Wow, my life has changed since my first child arrived. But still I am as much about my writing and inspiring others as I have ever been, perhaps more so. Love. There is always room in the heart for more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-6196464633284534105?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6196464633284534105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=6196464633284534105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/6196464633284534105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/6196464633284534105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-is-always-room-in-heart-for-more.html' title='There is always room in the heart for more.'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-1135818652745305159</id><published>2008-12-08T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T06:21:45.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out my new website!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.msebbs.com/"&gt;www.msebbs.com&lt;/a&gt; Please stop by my website! I think you'll love it! The blog is in the reconstruction phase. Come back later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-1135818652745305159?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/1135818652745305159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=1135818652745305159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/1135818652745305159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/1135818652745305159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2008/12/check-out-my-new-website.html' title='Check out my new website!'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-5786170848153359714</id><published>2008-12-02T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T13:11:03.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Website Coming Soon!</title><content type='html'>Alas, I do not have the heart of a blogger. My original intention for the blog was for the web presence more than anything. As you may have noticed I don't keep up like I should. Unless monthly postings are the norm... In any case, I have a great website coming soon. I will announce the web address, but right now it is still in the finishing stages. All I can say is that it's great and I love it. Now I just have to finish it! Thanks for staying tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-5786170848153359714?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/5786170848153359714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=5786170848153359714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/5786170848153359714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/5786170848153359714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2008/12/website-coming-soon.html' title='Website Coming Soon!'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-6352498761292603621</id><published>2008-11-14T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T07:08:05.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus!</title><content type='html'>Your on-line presence needs focus. My on-line presence needs focus. We had a great Salem Chapter meeting last night with Christina Katz talking about how to get known before the book deal. She said something last night right along the lines of my thoughts. I've been thinking my blog needs... &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;. It turns out it needs &lt;em&gt;purpose&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what it has been lacking. So I draw the line in the sand here. The purpose of this blog is to encourage. Writers specifically, as that's what I am, but we all need encouragement. Hopefully, this blog will serve as a encouragement to in some way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-6352498761292603621?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6352498761292603621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=6352498761292603621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/6352498761292603621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/6352498761292603621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2008/11/focus.html' title='Focus!'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-6752684291623175431</id><published>2008-06-08T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T18:17:10.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing for Publication!</title><content type='html'>This is of course what all writers dream of. Some truly do not understand, however, that it isn't just naturally the next step. It's not like walking up the staircase of life, oh, this stair says I should write something, okay. Ooh, this one says I should get it published, okay. Once you have a completed work (this is very important), next comes your resume'. Then, as you've sent your resume' to half the county, you wait for the call... to get an interview. Perhaps, you get a few, but even an interview doesn't guarantee you the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever hear the expression, "If it's so easy, why doesn't everyone do it?" Everyone thinks writing is so easy. Everyone does it. But getting published were that easy, wouldn't everyone be published? Not everyone is. There is art to publishing, as there is to writing. If you're a writer and want to be a writer, then you need to learn the art of writing. After that, you need to understand publishing, as the two are synonymous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I'm at. Learning about the publishing world. And an interesting world it is. I think there are two beliefs as to what an editor's job is. One, he is an easy-going, easily entertained guy, waiting for your novel to come along. Perhaps his day, his life doesn't really begin until your novel has reached his hands. Or, there's the belief she is a cold-hearted bitch sitting in judgement over your novel, abusing the power for which she has cut throats to obtain, and when she sees your novel, the ax falls again, just because she can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first, is absolutely a figment of your imagination, which is pretty good, maybe you should be a writer. The second is a more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;imaginative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; example, but come on you're a better writer than that. People are people wherever they are, whatever their job. Editors, agents are no different than the rest of us. Visualize them naked if that's what helps, but face it, they have a job to do, just like you and I. And your novel, mine, is their job. They can wake in the morning and spill coffee on their shirt first thing, like you and me (although, I don't drink coffee...) they have kids, they have mortgages, they have car payments. Novels of terrific writers pays their bills. And when your novel and mine comes across their desk, what guarantee do they have that this novel will make next months payment? Unless your published, unless you already have that name, unless some other editor already took that chance, then the answer is zero. But it's his job to find the one that will be tomorrow's name. Will it be you? Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're gambling that the planets have reached their perfect alignment for you, the gemini, then a gamble is all you've taken. Our goal as writers it to &lt;em&gt;impress&lt;/em&gt; that editor, that agent we've never met. Not with long, fancy words describing how brilliant we are, come on we're writers, of course we can make ourselves sound good. Impress them with the words in your manuscript, with the story that leaves them turning pages. Yeah, you need the great, brief query, but only so it leaves them wanting, needing to read the first page of your manuscript. That's it, the query entices them to read that first page, that's all you want, all you need. Your first page? This leaves wanting to read the second, the second the third, until before you know it they've come to the satisfying end and they're actually sending you an e-mail or giving you a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our goal as writers. And if we're not getting that e-mail, that call? Is it the editor's fault? Sure, perhaps this was the day of his big meeting and he had coffee on his only clean tie and now he's trying to make it a fashion statement. Maybe she broke a heel on her way to work and she wants to throw it into the skull of the salesman who promised her it couldn't happen. And your work comes across her desk, about a dedicated shoe salesman with a heart of gold, and thereby she stabs your salesman through the middle of the page. Agent's and editors have pet peeves, they have bad days, they miss it sometimes. They may miss your great novel concept. But just as easily, we can have that bad, and say chapter two is close enough, or have a pet peeve and refuse to listen to advice that says page one needs to pull your reader in. We can miss the boat, too. And maybe, just maybe, we can pull any reader in, especially the one having a bad day, especially one needing that escape. Especially your editor, my agent. We can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can write for publication. And that is our goal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-6752684291623175431?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6752684291623175431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=6752684291623175431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/6752684291623175431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/6752684291623175431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2008/06/writing-for-publication.html' title='Writing for Publication!'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-333422254979052889</id><published>2008-05-12T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T13:13:32.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Willamette Writers Conference 2009!</title><content type='html'>The 2009 Willamette Writers Conference will be August 7-9 at the Portland Airport Sheraton Hotel! Naturally as the Salem Chapter Representatives, Heather and I will be in attendance. I'm sure if you've read or heard anything about the writing industry and breaking into publication, you've heard that conferences are the way to go! I was slow to understand this myself, but it's really true. The opportunities that abound from attending a conference are substantial. To learn more about the 2009 Willamette Writers Conference go to &lt;a href="http://www.willamettewriters.com/"&gt;http://www.willamettewriters.com/&lt;/a&gt; and click on the 2009 Conference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-333422254979052889?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/333422254979052889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=333422254979052889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/333422254979052889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/333422254979052889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2008/05/willamette-writers-conference-2008.html' title='Willamette Writers Conference 2009!'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-8294700872471736197</id><published>2008-04-29T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T19:36:48.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FEARS</title><content type='html'>Fears&lt;br /&gt;We all have them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our own fears we know and understand—&lt;br /&gt;We accept them as who we are&lt;br /&gt;Someone else’s fears we struggle to comprehend—&lt;br /&gt;We see them as thread tying one down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fears&lt;br /&gt;They are so psychological—&lt;br /&gt;Only within our minds&lt;br /&gt;They are so real—&lt;br /&gt;Before our very eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could take your fears and you could take mine—&lt;br /&gt;Then we would never know that God is the One who will help us face our fears—&lt;br /&gt;Until that day when &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; fear us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-8294700872471736197?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8294700872471736197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=8294700872471736197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/8294700872471736197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/8294700872471736197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2008/04/fears.html' title='FEARS'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-9078125554807602406</id><published>2008-04-22T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T05:22:09.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"to my characters be true"</title><content type='html'>I got a new job. Hopefully, one I will be able to enjoy, certainly one more mentally challenging and less physically so. I'm very excited to be done where I'm at, but nervous about going somewhere new. Change is always transitional, but I'm always excited to learn new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, my true love, my dream job is writing. I just recently heard the old quote, "To thine own self be true." Ahh, if it were only that simple for writers, such as myself. Not only do I have to be true to "mine-self" but also I have to be true to my characters. These other people living inside my head and my heart. They're like friends with more exciting lives than your own, and so you tell them, "Wow, you need to share that." "Others can learn from your mistakes." Except at this point, you're talking to yourself. "I need to share that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if the non-creative soul can truly understand what it's like to be living with so many inside yourself. There are moments when I am going about my day, dealing with my life, when suddenly one of them, maybe all of them will give me that reminder that "Hey, I'm still here, when do I get to tell my story?" They're like kids in that way. How do you tell your children, "I have to work, I have bills to pay, I'll make time for you later." What parent can bear to say it, how many have had to? Despite the money that pays for all those little things you want and need, you can't neglect your children. You have to make time for them, I have to make time for my characters, no less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I write, I write for me, for them. When I edit, it's for you, the reader, as well as the reader inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many characters living inside of me, some with stories still to share, others their story already told, some yet to be discovered. Sometimes I wonder... Have I breathed life into them? Or perhaps they breathe life into me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-9078125554807602406?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/9078125554807602406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=9078125554807602406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/9078125554807602406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/9078125554807602406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-my-characters-be-true.html' title='&quot;to my characters be true&quot;'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-3109877906870688869</id><published>2008-04-22T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T05:18:20.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Choose Carefully...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doesn't once a week go by so quickly? Have you ever gone shopping and see all these things you want, but you just don't have the money to buy it all? Then, when you do have some extra money to spend on you, just you, whatever &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; want, suddenly there are either fewer "wantable" items in the store or you're simply much more particular now that it's "your" money, rather than just money. It's kind of like that with a blog. I grew up in a family with many strong-willed, opinionated Irish women, so I'm never without something to say about something. Yet suddenly, I have a platform, a place I can speak my mind openly, freely, and I don't have to listen to any comment back. I do enjoy &lt;em&gt;reading&lt;/em&gt; comments, but then they're so much easier to ignore if I don't like what they have to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So here I am. I can say whatever's on my mind and what do I have to say, what do I do with all this freedom of speech? I'm nearly at a loss. Suddenly, my words seem more important now and I must choose them carefully. But my thoughts have also become more important and I must choose my topic more carefully. So what do I write of? The importance of what it is I write of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-3109877906870688869?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/3109877906870688869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=3109877906870688869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/3109877906870688869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/3109877906870688869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2008/04/choose-carefully.html' title='Choose Carefully...'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-7398453845032988521</id><published>2008-04-15T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T05:49:37.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WORDS ON A PAGE</title><content type='html'>Peace overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;Joy consuming.&lt;br /&gt;Love unending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words on a page.&lt;br /&gt;How can I make them real to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is so much more than our eyes can see—&lt;br /&gt;What our hands can touch.&lt;br /&gt;Why is the tangible so important?&lt;br /&gt;When tangible things—even our own mortal bodies can become nothing in the blink of an eye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The body struggles to survive, to make it through one more day, but in the end—the fight is in vain.&lt;br /&gt;The body’s fate has been sealed—it is decaying, rotting with every passing second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spirit has no end.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will always be.&lt;br /&gt;It longs to thrive vibrantly on life—&lt;br /&gt;Buried beneath a tiny, dying shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words on a page.&lt;br /&gt;Can they paint the picture that is inside me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gentle breeze on a calm sea of peace and tranquility.&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant colors of joy bursting within.&lt;br /&gt;Raging river of love.&lt;br /&gt;These are merely words lying dormant on a page beneath the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;How can I make them alive to you like a volcano re-born?&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the explosion within my spirit trying to consume the futility of my body.&lt;br /&gt;I welcome the cleansing fire of renewal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words on a page.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t make them real to you—hard as I may try.&lt;br /&gt;There is only One who can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-7398453845032988521?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7398453845032988521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=7398453845032988521' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/7398453845032988521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/7398453845032988521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2008/04/words-on-page.html' title='WORDS ON A PAGE'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-7638114812660207946</id><published>2008-04-15T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T05:34:13.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I "Do" Poetry Now?</title><content type='html'>Someone left a comment, asking, "you do poetry now?"  I find that a funny question.  What writer doesn't dabble with a poem every now and again?  Does it make it poetry?  You be the judge.  I have a list of "prose" titles, some may like to call poetry.  True poets have a gift for conveying distinct images and emotion with brief, concise words.  I am a writer, a novelist, who must also choose words carefully, but I also have several hundred pages to convey a message, sway the reader.  Every writer could take notes from a poet, I believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-7638114812660207946?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7638114812660207946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=7638114812660207946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/7638114812660207946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/7638114812660207946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2008/04/do-i-do-poetry-now.html' title='Do I &quot;Do&quot; Poetry Now?'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-8216535953079274803</id><published>2008-03-15T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T17:13:33.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a wonderful, fulfilled, loving, giving, successful person!</title><content type='html'>I need to get on here more regularly. I want to keep my faithful readers returning! Once a week! I can do that! I had the pleasure of being involved in an awesome "&lt;em&gt;Secret&lt;/em&gt;" party last evening and I'm energized! If you don't know "&lt;em&gt;The Secret&lt;/em&gt;" yet, go to &lt;a href="http://www.thesecret.tv/"&gt;http://www.thesecret.tv/&lt;/a&gt;! I'm a wonderful, fulfilled, loving, giving, successful person!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-8216535953079274803?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8216535953079274803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=8216535953079274803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/8216535953079274803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/8216535953079274803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-wonderful-fulfilled-loving-giving.html' title='I&apos;m a wonderful, fulfilled, loving, giving, successful person!'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-8384262363610206562</id><published>2008-03-02T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T17:19:01.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Involved!</title><content type='html'>I went to a wonderful one day conference this weekend where they had none other than a big time New York editor! And she was terrific! She was approachable and I enjoyed speaking with her. She did some first page critiques and I thought she had some wonderful comments to offer. Her critique on my work was helpful and enlightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was impressed before she got to her presentation. Afterward, I was down right inspired. She was informative, encouraging and a joy to have met and listened to. I learned a lot. It was an honor and a pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to be a writer, get involved. Go to workshops, conferences, meet other writers, network. Don't just dream the dream. Live it to get it, then you'll be living it for the rest of your life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-8384262363610206562?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8384262363610206562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=8384262363610206562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/8384262363610206562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/8384262363610206562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2008/03/get-involved.html' title='Get Involved!'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-8642380368742801603</id><published>2008-02-17T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T05:10:50.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking Lighter, Smiling Brighter, &amp; Ready to be a Writer</title><content type='html'>February meeting went fabulous! Boy am I having fun. And meeting local area writers is such a pleasure! For those who weren't able to make it, please visit &lt;a href="http://www.salemchapter.com/"&gt;http://www.salemchapter.com/&lt;/a&gt; as we made some special announcements including a Poetry contest we're having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate the encouragement and positive feedback I get at every meeting and many e-mails. Please, don't just say it to my face (although that's terrific) leave a comment either on my blog or at &lt;a href="http://www.salemchapter.com/"&gt;http://www.salemchapter.com/&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to state for the record, what a blessing and great help that I have in my Co-Anchor Heather Cuthbertson. She makes me look good, she really does, and I hope I'm doing the same for her. If you haven't had the chance to meet her yet, check us out at the Salem Chapter website (aforementioned) or visit her website &lt;a href="http://www.heathercuthbertson.com/"&gt;http://www.heathercuthbertson.com/&lt;/a&gt;. When it comes to Willamette Writers and the Salem Chapter she and I are of one mind, and sometimes it's tough to recall which ideas were hers or mine, as we always work together to improve on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, Heather is as much the reason I worked to get the Salem Chapter started as any. Talking "shop" with her--we could go on for hours, if someone didn't stop us. And that's what we writers need. The encouragement, the ideas, the flow, the energy from each other. Heather and I had the great pleasure of meeting such a person at the last meeting. You know the type I mean, so full of positive eneregy they're like a force-field pulling you in! And before you have a chance to realize it, you're walking lighter, smiling brighter, and ready to be a writer! This is what Salem Chapter's about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Northwest is lush with evergreens and beautiful forests, as well as talented and motivated writers. Everyone knows it. It's "common" knowledge. We just don't want anyone to forget it, and we want to remind them that Salem is here, that we're as much a part of the Northwest as Seattle or Portland and we have some terrific writers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-8642380368742801603?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8642380368742801603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=8642380368742801603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/8642380368742801603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/8642380368742801603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2008/02/walking-lighter-smiling-brighter-ready.html' title='Walking Lighter, Smiling Brighter, &amp; Ready to be a Writer'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-1467403386893282504</id><published>2008-02-07T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T06:59:31.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Write!</title><content type='html'>Have you every been guilty of not taking your own advice?  I have.  I write of the importance of writing, and not getting bogged down by the events of life, but guess what... I was busy dealing with this, that, and the other and not getting enough writing done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love writing.  It's not just a career, it's not a hobby, it's a passion.  I don't do it because I have to.  I do it because I &lt;em&gt;HAVE&lt;/em&gt; to!!!  It keeps me sane.  When I'm not writing, I'm out of sorts, and all I'm doing is thinking about getting back to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking with my WW Salem Chapter Co-Rep, Heather Cuthbertson, always an inspiration, she said it was time to get a critique group going here in Salem.  We've been talking of it for some time.  Before I got the Salem Chapter started actually.  I have been in a critique group in Lake Oswego and enjoying myself, but not getting the work done I need to be.  Meeting in Salem, and every two weeks will certainly get me motivated, as after one meeting, it already has.  (For more information visit &lt;a href="http://www.salemchapter.com/"&gt;www.SalemChapter.com&lt;/a&gt; or e-mail &lt;a href="mailto:SalemChapter@aol.com"&gt;SalemChapter@aol.com&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm giving myself some of the same old advice.  Write! Write! Write!  I must write, I must edit, I must sell.  These are my goals to further my career, my passion, my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope in motivating myself, I motivate others, it is quickly becoming a new passion!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-1467403386893282504?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/1467403386893282504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=1467403386893282504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/1467403386893282504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/1467403386893282504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2008/02/write.html' title='Write!'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-2037945596953480523</id><published>2008-01-31T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T17:00:13.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MADRONE</title><content type='html'>Bodies glistening in the sun after a recent rain&lt;br /&gt;So many curves&lt;br /&gt;Arms reaching for the sky&lt;br /&gt;All are motionless, but each differs from the next&lt;br /&gt;Thin ones everywhere--&lt;br /&gt;Fat ones here and there&lt;br /&gt;Some are dark and peeling--ugly&lt;br /&gt;Others are red and smooth&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of these nude forms catches the eye&lt;br /&gt;They are unashamed--&lt;br /&gt;Even proud&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-2037945596953480523?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/2037945596953480523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=2037945596953480523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/2037945596953480523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/2037945596953480523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/madrone.html' title='MADRONE'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-8201183534617231283</id><published>2008-01-31T16:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T06:50:22.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry it's been so long...</title><content type='html'>For those of you on pins and needles for what I'll have to say next, I apologize for taking so long to make a new post. So, I'm giving you two for the price of one. The next post, &lt;em&gt;Madrone&lt;/em&gt; will directly follow this one, or as the eye reads, directly precede. I thought I'd give an explanation for the piece. I'm from So. Oregon where there are plenty of Madrone trees my mother assures me are a Laurel. I never really gave them much notice growing up, but after being away for several years, I was in the area visiting after a recent rain. Coming back from the coast, I watched the trees go by and they fascinated me, so I wrote. That's it. I still see them in my mind as I described them and they are a beautiful, ugly tree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-8201183534617231283?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8201183534617231283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=8201183534617231283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/8201183534617231283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/8201183534617231283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/sorry-its-been-so-long.html' title='sorry it&apos;s been so long...'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-1066850795040430110</id><published>2008-01-22T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T06:44:23.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attitude Adjustment</title><content type='html'>Every now and again we all need an attitude adjustment. I had to work yesterday. Yes, it's a holiday and I usually have the holidays off, unlike my husband, but MLK Day I have to go to my company's yearly All Staff. I did not want to go. They have always proven to be complete and total mind-numbing boredom. I prayed for snow, so I wouldn't have to go; or even sickness, if it's gonna head my way this year, yesterday was the day for it. No such luck on both counts. I could have called in and flat out lied, but I hate lying, I try never to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was forced to go. It started off as I expected: Boring! I brought my book and it was engaging and I got a few chapters in, when it was time for lunch. The morning had gone by quickly, but that was only half the day. To my surprise, the second half of the day was not what I had expected. The company had gotten their manditory requirements and to-do's out of the way and had hired a motivational speaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, it was okay, yeah, whatever, but she was very engaging, very informative, and I had a hard time getting any reading done! I couldn't concentrate on the words in the book and I kept catching tidbits the speaker would say and I was curious about it. So, I put down the book and listened and got a much needed attitude adjustment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definately believe in the power of words. You speak life and death in the tongue. (That's biblical, although, I don't remember an exact verse.) She spoke of, "What you talk about, you bring about," as well as the importance of breathing properly and the results of your brain's reaction to the stresses your body says its under, and how to re-inform your brain, so it will send along the relaxing information to your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it wasn't a complete waste of my day, as past All Staff's have been. I feel refreshed, and ready to face the day with a better attitude and that's what is going to keep me sane. I need to change some activities, "The circulation of blood=the circulation of joy." All important information, with some stuff that was, "duh," but plenty that was quite enlightening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-1066850795040430110?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/1066850795040430110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=1066850795040430110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/1066850795040430110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/1066850795040430110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/attitude-adjustment.html' title='Attitude Adjustment'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-7362891920385632528</id><published>2008-01-17T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T06:13:58.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROBBED</title><content type='html'>Robbed—&lt;br /&gt;Of my home&lt;br /&gt;My belongings&lt;br /&gt;The cars, the clothes&lt;br /&gt;The job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robbed—&lt;br /&gt;Of my family&lt;br /&gt;My children&lt;br /&gt;Of their childhood&lt;br /&gt;And maybe some of my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robbed—&lt;br /&gt;Of joy and hope and&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robbed—&lt;br /&gt;Of everything I called mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is this thief who has no remorse or shame?&lt;br /&gt;Who is this one who takes everything—and comes back for more?&lt;br /&gt;And why did I choose to be an accomplice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-7362891920385632528?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7362891920385632528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=7362891920385632528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/7362891920385632528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/7362891920385632528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/robbed.html' title='ROBBED'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-3839429109654261216</id><published>2008-01-11T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T17:22:52.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great day</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm not out of a job. You would think that was good news. It is; the paycheck portion, as I mentioned previously. However, it was a source of great stress for me yesterday. Not to mention going to work when I really wanted to be somewhere else and on top of it I had all the things I needed to get done for the first meeting of Willamette Writers Salem Chapter on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a worrier. I've heard that most things that we worry about never come to pass. I've found that it really is true. Does this help me to worry less? Sure, sometimes, not often enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, the Salem Chapter meeting left all the stresses of the day behind. I would love to tell you everything went off without a hitch, however, I'm not prone to lying. We ran out of copies and the copy machine took the day off, but I'll be sending out copies of Bernadette and Gretchen's notes to everyone on the Salem Chapter e-mail list. But despite that glitch and some timing issues, everything was terrific! We had a great turn out and lots of encouraging words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernadette and Gretchen of Baker's Mark Literary Agency were terrific first speakers to have. I think all were impressed with their knowledge, experience, and information. If you need an agent, check them out at &lt;a href="http://www.bakersmark.com/"&gt;http://www.bakersmark.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still here, I'm still employed, but I was so inspired last night, I'm definately ready to broaden my horizons.  All in all, today's been a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-3839429109654261216?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/3839429109654261216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=3839429109654261216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/3839429109654261216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/3839429109654261216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/well-im-not-out-of-job.html' title='Great day'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-4823490994268986103</id><published>2008-01-07T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T06:17:18.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life...</title><content type='html'>Well, I have a lot going on in my life right now. I'm excited about the first Salem Chapter meeting. We've had a great response and now have an e-mail list of well over one hundred. I've been preparing last minute details for the Willamette Writers meeting and I believe our members/potential members will be pleasantly impressed. WW is a large organization and a great resource to be a part of. They are professional and the meetings will be conducted in that fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of that is keeping me busy. Personally, I'm freaking out just a little. By the date of the first Salem Chapter meeting, January 10, I will most likely be out of a job. Not really sad to see it go, mind you, however, it was a paycheck twice a month. And until the writing starts to pay, I do need something else to do it. I'm hoping to find something a little closer to the writing industry in some way, or at the very least more rewarding or challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, such is life. We don't seem to care for it when we have no idea what tomorrow will bring. Sad truth is, though, we can never know what tomorrow will bring, until it is yesterday. But we do so love living the illusion that we think we know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-4823490994268986103?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4823490994268986103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=4823490994268986103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/4823490994268986103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/4823490994268986103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/well-i-have-lot-going-on-in-my-life.html' title='life...'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-4845916616286598600</id><published>2008-01-03T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T02:08:36.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Religion</title><content type='html'>Opiate of the masses &lt;br /&gt;Anything to believe in&lt;br /&gt;Ritualistic behaviors&lt;br /&gt;Following without understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religion&lt;br /&gt;Negative connotation&lt;br /&gt;Diluted down&lt;br /&gt;Lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Religion&lt;br /&gt;Giving, loving &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QWNykr2gAXg/R3yqL8cAzdI/AAAAAAAAABI/WhlNQF_cdwA/s1600-h/IM002414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151179195983908306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" height="136" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QWNykr2gAXg/R3yqL8cAzdI/AAAAAAAAABI/WhlNQF_cdwA/s320/IM002414.JPG" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believing in something&lt;br /&gt;Following with understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christianity is not my religion&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, You Are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by M.S. Ebbs&lt;br /&gt;©1/2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-4845916616286598600?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4845916616286598600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=4845916616286598600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/4845916616286598600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/4845916616286598600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/religion.html' title='Religion'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QWNykr2gAXg/R3yqL8cAzdI/AAAAAAAAABI/WhlNQF_cdwA/s72-c/IM002414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-2772471228104152867</id><published>2007-12-31T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T06:30:32.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today the country celebrates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For you this day has a very different meaning--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for it is forever scarred by tragedy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While others laugh and go on with their day like all is well--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you will remember the good times and try to forget the bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You may reflect on all you've done right and all you've done wrong, searching for the truth behind the unanswered questions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In this quest, if you find doubt, don't let it overcome you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for God has been there at every turn and today he holds you in His arms--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;comforting you with His love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, as you move on about your day--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;keep in your heart the knowledge that you are loved and missed--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we remember, too, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what happened one year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by M.S. Ebbs&lt;br /&gt;© 7/1997&lt;br /&gt;for D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-2772471228104152867?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/2772471228104152867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=2772471228104152867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/2772471228104152867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/2772471228104152867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-year-ago_31.html' title='One Year Ago'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-529279163262281930</id><published>2007-12-27T05:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T14:37:41.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Professionalism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, Christmas is over and here comes New Year's. I had a relatively stress-free Christmas, this year and I highly recommend it. I was so busy thinking about the Salem Chapter of Willamette Writers and what needed to be done and then getting it done, that I didn't have time to worry about who's Christmas gift I needed to buy. Everyone kept asking me if my Christmas shopping was done, and I'm like yeah, mostly. Then a couple of days before, I realize, I need so and so's and so and so's. So I ran to Wal-Mart in the wee hours of the morning, as I'm usually up anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The busiest day was Christmas Eve when they had fifteen-twenty people checking out and one checker. Don't you love that moment? Finally, they opened another one, wow, now there's two! Anyway, I got out in a reasonable amount of time and I was on my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Speaking of the Salem Chapter, I'm so excited for our first meeting on January 10, 2008, at 6:30pm! Our first speakers are Bernadette Baker-Baughman and Gretchen Stelter of Baker's Mark Literary Agency. My co-rep, Heather Cuthbertson and I had the great opportunity to meet these remarkable agents and we were both impressed. They were so great and we all had such a wonderful time learning about the other side of the fence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Some writers perhaps don't understand that writing and selling your work is a professional business and you need to conduct yourself professionally. In order to do that, we need to learn about the selling side. How agents work, what they want, what editors will do for you and what they're looking for. That's why writers need writing groups. Whether you have a large one like Willamette Writers or small ones with some friends, you can always conduct yourselves professionally and encourage your fellow writers to do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Salem Chapter meets at the West Salem Roth's, with parking and entrance in rear of building. Also, there are Chapters in Eugene, Medford, Newport, and of course the meetings in Portland. Check us out at one of these places or via the web; &lt;a href="http://www.willamettewriters.com/"&gt;http://www.willamettewriters.com/&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.salemchapter.com/"&gt;http://www.salemchapter.com/&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-529279163262281930?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/529279163262281930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=529279163262281930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/529279163262281930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/529279163262281930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2007/12/professionlism.html' title='Professionalism'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-6760385094818769870</id><published>2007-12-17T18:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T18:45:35.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas to all.  I have been busy lately, let me tell you.  Working to get speakers for the Salem Chapter of Willamette Writers, working, Christmas shopping, putting out cards this year.  But busy or not, I need to keep up my writing.  It's easy to get bogged down and distracted, but I've gone that route too often in the past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving down the road, listening to the radio, all it takes is a song, a commercial, a view in front of me to inspire a concept for a story, a character, a plot.  The overwhelming feeling that I should be writing, that I haven't done it in a while, compels me to return.  So I do.  I return.  Because I must.  Life without writing, for me, is just getting by.  Getting by, getting through is no way to live life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I leave you with this encouragement!  Priortize what needs to be done, right now, today, and make sure that you know, writing is a priority.  If you try to fit it into your schedule, it won't often fit.  Put it on your schedule and let the Christmas cards go out tomorrow.  If they're late, it will be an after Christmas surprise for your friends and family.  Write!  Write, because you must!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-6760385094818769870?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6760385094818769870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=6760385094818769870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/6760385094818769870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/6760385094818769870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-2136668977286917021</id><published>2007-12-06T07:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T07:06:59.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All about me again~</title><content type='html'>Looking for info on the Salem Chapter of Willamette Writers? We've moved to our own space &lt;a href="http://www.salemchapter.com/"&gt;http://www.salemchapter.com/&lt;/a&gt;  Please visit this address to stay up-to-date on what's happening with your Salem Chapter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-2136668977286917021?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/2136668977286917021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=2136668977286917021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/2136668977286917021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/2136668977286917021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2007/12/all-about-me-again.html' title='All about me again~'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-502506775171326267</id><published>2007-11-29T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T17:51:20.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Official Meeting</title><content type='html'>Salem Chapter of Willamette Writers will be the second Thursdays of the month, beginning January 10, 2008!  Meeting facility will be West Salem Roth's, entrance and parking at rear of building. Doors will open at 6:30pm, meeting from 7-8pm.  Mark your calendars!  Upcoming speakers TBA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-502506775171326267?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/502506775171326267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=502506775171326267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/502506775171326267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/502506775171326267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2007/11/1st-official-meeting.html' title='1st Official Meeting'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-8628569029514547058</id><published>2007-11-23T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T21:24:01.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salem WW: Dec 7 Open Mic/Reading</title><content type='html'>I've added a copy of the e-mail recently sent. If you're not on the e-mailing list, please contact &lt;a href="mailto:SalemChapter@aol.com"&gt;SalemChapter@aol.com&lt;/a&gt; or if you simply have questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open Mic/Reading, as discussed at the Meet and Greet is set for&lt;br /&gt;Friday, December 7&lt;br /&gt;6:45pm-9pm&lt;br /&gt;Blue Pepper Cafe&lt;br /&gt;241 Commercial St. NE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've reserved a conference room and there is a small fee. The only request is that you come order drinks, and please make a small donation toward the room. No more than $1 or $2. (A suggestive (not mandatory) donation box will be available.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be a time to share anything that you have written and would like to share. I'm calling it a Reading, as there will be a required time limit (to be announced) Please respond as to whether you plan to attend or plan to read, so I can set the appropriate time requiremtents. If you have something you'd like read, but it is particularly hard for you to do so, for any reason, let me know, and I or Heather will read for you, or you can have a friend read for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMPORTANT: I need a head count on attendees as well as "readers"&lt;br /&gt;RESPOND: by November 25 (that's Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading Order will be set to Responding Order. Respond first, read first and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't respond by Sunday, Nov 25, that's fine, come, bring your work and I'll try to alot for some "extra" time, to get to any who remain, or have something more they would like to read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-8628569029514547058?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8628569029514547058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=8628569029514547058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/8628569029514547058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/8628569029514547058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2007/11/salem-ww-dec-7-open-micreading.html' title='Salem WW: Dec 7 Open Mic/Reading'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-4346890727105420691</id><published>2007-11-12T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T21:24:45.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salem Chapter Willamette Writers!</title><content type='html'>On October 30, 2007 the Willamette Writers Board of directors unanimously decided to approve the start of a chapter in Salem, Oregon! Thanks to all those who saw the flyers and contacted me and told their fellowing writing friends to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next board meeting is November 27, 2007 and is free to all members. A budget will be approved and I will introduce my co-representative at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first Salem Chapter meeting will be in January, date-to-be-determined. Meet and Greet opportunity will be Friday, November 16. Contact me for further details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're interested in learning more about Willamette Writers or the new Salem Chapter, please contact &lt;a href="mailto:SalemChapter@aol.com"&gt;SalemChapter@aol.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-4346890727105420691?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4346890727105420691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=4346890727105420691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/4346890727105420691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/4346890727105420691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2007/11/salem-chapter-willamette-writers.html' title='Salem Chapter Willamette Writers!'/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-3202183778095392454</id><published>2007-10-23T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T21:25:30.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;Willamette Writers is considering a Salem Chapter! If you're interested in a chapter coming to Salem Oregon, please e-mail me by October 28, 2007. With chapters in Portland, Eugene, Medford and the Oregon Coast, Salem wants to get added to the list. The board of directors will be voting on this matter at the next meeting. If you're a writer, know a writer, or want to be writer, e-mail &lt;a href="mailto:SalemChapter@aol.com"&gt;SalemChapter@aol.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-3202183778095392454?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/3202183778095392454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=3202183778095392454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/3202183778095392454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/3202183778095392454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2007/10/willamette-writers-is-considering-salem.html' title=''/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-4585106371957286947</id><published>2007-08-28T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T17:16:11.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I write mainstream literary fiction novels. My writing is dialogue-driven with compelling characters who have depth. I love creating dynamic people and sharing their stories. People are interesting creatures and as it turns out, we learn through someone else's mistakes at times. My characters endure life at its worst and best, they fail, they succeed, and hopefully they teach us all, where we're going and where we don't want to go. Currently, my fan-base is friends and family, those who've read my work and some who haven't. I'm actively searching for an agent, who will fall in love with my characters and their lives, as much as I have, and who will help me polish and sell my books to the right publisher, so my work can touch the masses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-4585106371957286947?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4585106371957286947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=4585106371957286947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/4585106371957286947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/4585106371957286947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-write-mainstream-literary-fiction.html' title=''/><author><name>M.S. Ebbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02300240472140938373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361302484016969414.post-2574528980894828651</id><published>2007-08-28T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T16:54:02.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;Writing is my passion.  And is there any place better to write, than in the great state of Oregon?  It's beautiful here and I love the rain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361302484016969414-2574528980894828651?l=msebbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/feeds/2574528980894828651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361302484016969414&amp;postID=2574528980894828651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/2574528980894828651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361302484016969414/posts/default/2574528980894828651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msebbs.blogspot.com/2007/08/writing-is-my-passion.html' title=''/><author><name>M.S. 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