Ladies and gentlemen,
To celebrate my summer release of as-of-yet-unnamed book of short stories, I’m giving away books for the next few months. Enter to win a copy of West End on GoodReads!
Category: Random
Nano’d
My poem, “All at Once,” which was a finalist in Medusa’s Laugh Nano Text contest, has been published in Nano Text form. 
😂 . They sent me two Leather bound, hand stitched copies.
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Random facts stalkers don’t know…
I grew up in a tough neighborhood. (don’t stereotype me)
I was in a band. (for about 5 minutes)
I was in a few movies. (another 5 minutes)
I wrote my first “novel”at the age of 11. (an angst ridden piece about a girl who is kidnapped because she witnessed a crime)
I was actually kidnapped. (not at 11/that story is waiting for publication)
I always have wanted to own a Munster-like house.
I’ve gotten lost in every major city I’ve ever been (including abroad. Trust me when I say every country/every city has neighborhoods you don’t want to be lost in at dusk)
I keep a lot of random facts as well as insignificant details in my brain. (jokes don’t stick tho)
now the stalkers know – don’t be a stalker….
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When your back’s against the wall…
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Writing Wishes and Publication Dreams
I’ve been working on a new story – not only working – OBSESSED! I don’t think I left the house for most of January and part of February until the first draft was done. I’m currently working through it again and again. I’ve begun to gather my beta readers, and I’m quite excited.
Weekly, I spend time submitting. This is what a working writer does. Writes and submits. Rejections are no fun, and I get plenty of them. I read one statistic that read, “a writer gets an average of 26 rejections for every acceptance.” Not sure how they came up with that… I feel like it’s three times that much; however, things change!
Malcolm Gladwell, estimates it takes 10,000 hours to master any one thing. I feel like I should have reached those hours long ago; but, maybe, it takes some of us a little longer to get it. (That’s the story of my life!)
So – I have to update you.
My poem, “All At Once”, was a finalist in Medusa’s Laugh NanoText Contest. I didn’t win, but it’s still to be published in their anthology and in an e-book version. This should be available soon!
My poem, “I’ve Never Looked So Beautiful” has just been accepted by Mother’s Always Write. Before you start thinking I’m quite full of myself – the poem is about my lovely daughter! This should be available in the next month.
My story, “How to Throw a Psychic a Surprise Party” has been accepted by The Oleander Review. Sometimes, I write something and I think, this is pretty damn good, and I think this story says a lot about our humanity. I’m so happy that it will be published. It will be available mid-April
Finally, ladies and gentlemen, Writer Advice has just notified me that my story, “Memorial Day Death Watch”, has been chosen as a finalist in their Flash Memoir Contest!
We must have a purpose – I’ve always wanted to reach people, tell them they’re not alone. I think I’m just beginning to do that.
Live an Inspired Life!
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Free Audiobook!
Hello, Beautiful People!
I want to give away free copies of West End, now on audible.com!
Comment here or on my facebook page with a positive affirmation and the hashtag #hope.
A winner will be chosen at random in the next few days!
One young women’s struggle against hopelessness and madness.
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Happy Birthday, Mr Poe
The Poe Museum is having a 208th Birthday Party for Edgar Allan Poe. I went two years ago, and wish I were there again this year. I’ve also wanted to make it to Baltimore for their celebration, but have not yet. Maybe next year.
The second is 4 Fast Facts that I bet you didn’t know.
Enjoy!
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Thank you, Santa
Look at what Santa brought me!
Okay, well, Santa didn’t actually bring her. I adopted Miss Annabelle from the shelter. She may look a little intense, which might be why the volunteer was hesitant to show her to me, but I could tell she was the sweetest little thing.
She was one of four left after their weekend giveaway. Two others were kittens, not ready to be adopted, and one was a shy little lady turned in by the only family she’d ever known. Annabelle was marked as a stray, possibly feral. FERAL? No way! I was petting her through the cage as she purred. However, that might have been why this beautiful cat remained unadopted.
Then again, maybe she was just waiting for me!
She has acted like a loving part of our family since the day I brought her home. She has not used her claws, she has not done anything remotely “feral.” In fact, she seems to have no interest in the “outside”as she ran when the door was opened.
The shelter said some people bring in their pets and say they found them so they can avoid paying the drop off fee. I thought the reason they lie might be shame. However, the shelter said it’s better for them to bring them in (and lie) than to just put the animals out on the street. True, but they have a better chance of being adopted if the person tells the truth.
I have no idea why someone might have given up Annabelle. But I’m lucky I found her. Or did she find me?
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Free Reading for the Holidays
Dad Shining is available for free now on Kindle Unlimited.  Enjoy!
“Through the blue hills and green mountains of West Virginia, there’s a cemetery with my name on it. It’s in the back country where paved roads have yet to enter. The dirt and pebbled pathways are unnamed; the towns, if they can be called that, carry only the names of their settlers. In some cases, the families are long lost to graves and the names are an unsure mixture of dialect and history. But our name has carried through, strong, certain, alone on the trail that leads to the family church, the family land, and there, next to the chapel, the family graveyard.”
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One Dollar Stories
How much is your image worth?
Cris is an angry person. He feels that he is not getting his fair share. I’m not sure we can say that he ever had integrity given what he’s about to do. He thinks he’s getting a real deal, and he thinks no one can get hurt.
Where do any of us draw the line in getting what we want? And are we willing to pay the price?
“One Dollar Stories,” my short story, appears in the new Crime Issue by Pilcrow and Dagger.
Noreen Lace 
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