Illuminating Blogger Award

 

Shedding Light to Brighten the Path for Others

A huge thank you to mskatykins of Spineless Wonders for nominating this blog for the Illuminating Blogger Award. Awards are like pats on the back: the sentiment is appreciated and cherished.

MsKatykins has given me feedback and advice to help me grow in my dream of becoming a professional writer. She is a good friend to have. She has a very generous and giving spirit.

Please visit mskatykins at http://spinelesswonders.wordpress.com/2012/08/10/the-illuminating-blog-award/.

Now to the rules of the award:

A random tidbit about me: I am reclusive as I get older. There’s nothing I’d like more than to live on a mountaintop away from civilization. But I fight that inclination because I have never met a likeable recluse. I want to be likeable.

Five bloggers I want to nominate:

http://carrierubin.com/

Carrie Rubin has a wicked sense of humor. Watch this girl–she is going places. She has a book in its final stages of proofing. No release date yet, but it will be available soon. Carrie offers lots of support to other writers. She’s a great lady. I am one of the cheerleaders on her squad.

aslongasimsinging.wordpress.com

Troy doesn’t accept awards anymore. It’s because his writing is so eye-opening and honest about what goes on in his heart and head that readers gravitate to him. Then awards follow.  He puts words together well, with feeling, integrity, and mischief. Even though he won’t accept the award, I’m nominating him anyway.

asklotta.wordpress.com

Asklotta is my favorite e-neighbor. She’s  one I can turn to for advice on life matters, and, like a best friend, she always has an opinion and a wish to help.  I sip e-coffee with her. She sheds light on solutions. And she has my back.

subtlekate.wordpress.com

Subtlekate is who I want to be when I grow up. She is genius cradled in self-doubt.  Though extremely talented, there is no arrogance about her. She writes about personal development with sensitivity, honesty, and tenderness. She confronts her own perceived shortcomings, not realizing that in doing so, others see her as brave, bold, and nurturing. She is a role model to look up to.

cjgorden.wordpress.com

C J Gorden is like a big sister, sharing what she learns along the way with others. She calls herself a struggling writer. I have consistently found her to offer support and insight for self-improvement in writing skills. She is encouraging and helpful.

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These bloggers shed light on things that matter, each in their own unique way. I hope you enjoy getting to know them. They are folks I would enjoy having around my dinner table. I think the conversation would be marvelous.

Response to C. J. Gorden’s KAPOW

Self-described struggling writer C. J. Gorden uses a “Kick Ass Prompt of the Week,” a.k.a. KAPOW, to help writers produce. On July 30, the KAPOW  was to write a first person piece in the voice of a child. My response is below.

Brat

by Fay Moore © 2012

See that girl standing under the tree? That’s my spoiled brat sister. Our housekeeper always says my sister’s the baby.

“You can’t expect her to do this or do that. She’s the baby.”

I get so sick of hearing it. If my sister takes my softball and leaves it in the rain, I’m not supposed to get mad at her because she’s the baby. If she comes in my room without permission, I’m supposed to be happy about it because she’s the baby. If she follows me and my friends to the ball field, I’m supposed to watch over her because she’s the baby.

Baby, schmaby. She’s a brat. Why can’t she play with that curly-haired girl next door? Why is she always following me around? She always wants to go where I go. Me and my friends don’t want her following us.

If she’s along, we can’t sneak up on my teacher Miss Marple’s house and peek at Miss Marple in her bathing suit. The wood fence around her swimming pool has four knot holes close together that are just the right height for us boys to press our eyeballs to and watch Miss Marple rub suntan oil on her legs and stuff. Miss Marple can’t see me, but I can sure see her. If that brat sister of mine is along, I can’t sneak a peek because she would tell on me, sure enough. Mom would ground me for a week.

And I can’t throw eggs at cars either. Or rub limburger cheese on door knobs. Man, that’s fun.

We boys rub limburger on old Mrs. Lender’s door knob. We know she gets home from work around four o’clock, so we hide in the tree fort across the street and wait. You should’ve seen her face the first time we did it. When her hand hit that slimy stuff, she jerked back like she was snake bit. Then she put her fingers to her nose and smelled them. Whew. Her expression was priceless. No way we could get away with cheesing anybody with my sister around.

Dad would take me by the shirt and walk me over to Mrs. Lender and make me apologize. Then he’d make me clean her door knob and wash down the door. Next I’d get stuck cutting her grass for a month, for free.

And it would all be because of my stupid sister. Yeah, she’s a brat.

C.J. Gorden’s blog can be found here: http://cjgorden.wordpress.com/2012/07/30/mondays-kick-ass-prompt-of-the-week-kapow-7/#comment-101