Thanks to my dear high school friend, Barbara Smearman, I’m vigorously working on the spin-off book to my Story of Q series. Her colorful illustrations have given me the impetus to finish Tukaa’s Tale and I’m hoping for a mid-summer release date and offer my sincere apologies to my readers for the long hiatus.
Not only will the summer be “graced” by a canticle chorus of cicadas, but 2024 will see a double emergence of the short-lived insects. Huh?
For the vast majority of my life, I was part of a culture that vigorously attempted to throw off the shackles of nomenclature. We wanted to be defined as human beings, who stressed their commonalities, instead of pointing to our differences. But it seems the tables have turned. Watch the news or a talk show, read the newspaper, or scroll through your favorite social media page, and you’ll see what I mean. We are no longer human beings but are strictly defined by a particular sub-group.
When did we become so segregated?
Saturday, I shared an article, Collaring Tender the Sloth, and today I’m going to tell you how I “adopted” two sloths. I am now the happy “parent” of Ali and her daughter, Jessica, by donating $25.00 via Adopt-a-Sloth.
The latest from The Sloth Conservation Organization. This is the story of collaring Tender, a Costa Rica two-toed sloth. New tech make the collars light enough for sloths. They collect a wide variety of data and after six months, the collar will automatically drop off and can be retrieved by following its signal. Then researchers can download the collected data.
As an independent, self-published author, I realize the importance of book reviews. As many of us say, “Reviews are our bread-and-butter!” Without the aid of the huge publishing companies like Penguin Random House, Harper Collins, and Simon and Schuster, we have to be our own advertisers and publicists.
