Wednesday, December 28, 2005



I've been to London and to Faringdon. I've been to Winsor Castle and Stonehenge.

I've had Christmas.

The Zippy dog got a lamb (dog type toy) for Christmas but he hates it. I'll have to cozy it in my boot so it's got a proper smell to it.
I've written six stories and been whooping it up with friends and family.



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Thursday, December 15, 2005


The Curtain Falls
By
RD Larson

Slowly as the lights came up, the woman in center stage began to move, her arms a white as the necks of swans. Her breasts swung free and her triangle of dark hair gave the viewer pause. From the dusty floor, she rose first to her knees, her hair falling backward over her buttocks as she leaned toward the red velvet curtain that covered backstage.

The black hair glistened like dark wings of a nighthawk. Her eyes stayed closed, hearing some silent music as she swayed rhythmically forward and backward. Then her legs split and she slid backwards, slowly drawing up her knees to make a peak, her thighs meeting in the center to hide her private self.

She bared her teeth as she rolled over and up into a crouch to face the nearly empty theater. Her eyes flew open. Their black depths glared with madness and fear. As she whirled to her feet, she began to spin in slow circles.

The woman spun faster and faster while the man in the heavy coat watched. Twirling as though she were a flame drawn up by a draft, the woman’s hair spun out free. A black wave of wonder that concealed and revealed much. Faster she spun. Faster still.

As the shot rang out, the woman was already falling into the orchestra pit. As she landed her hands reached the piano, and in a single movement fired the .38 straight into the face of her tormentor.

Sunday, December 4, 2005

Sumerian Language, Mesopotamia, Fertile Crescent

There is much to know and learn about Iraq -- when you look at the television and see the war, remember that picture writing was invented in Mesopotamia 7000 years ago. There is an ancient history here and worth great respect.
To learn more go to http://www.bbc.co.uk/history/ancient/mesopotamia_gallery.shtml

Boots in Bagdad You will want to read the blog of this brave young soldier. He may be going back. Another view from a soldier we admire and love.

Zippy doggie splash:

I had a bad moment at the market today. A big truck pulled in next to us. Little Zippy checked it out; he wants a truck to ride in. There was a strawberry blond in the driver’s seat. Before I could tell him it was a woman, he decided it was a golden retriever and went bananas. Imagine how red his little face was when she got out and shook a finger at him.

“Your little dog has a big bark. My my,” she told me. Or told me something like that. I had to give him an Altoid to make him forget her. Dang!

READ Lad Moore's blog

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Tuesday, November 29, 2005






Mama Tried to Raise a Lady [MultiFormat]
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eBook Description: RD Larson was a very special little girl, with a very special Mama. RD was something of a tomboy, but her mama tried to raise a lady. RD believed in angels and even though she was born with a heart ailment, Mama taught her to have faith. Having faith wasn't hard for the little blonde waif whose movie star mama gave up the silver-screen to marry her Pop. Other things were hard though--minding her manners, staying clean, behaving like the "little lady" her mama wanted. RD Larson's "Mama" stories have been popular with magazines, have won awards in contests, and have been making people laugh ever since she started to write them down. A fun family romp from the co-author of Saving Reverend Clayton.

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Saturday, November 26, 2005

I'd be the first to say Anderson Cooper is innovator and an exciting news reporter. As long as he doesn't color the news with his opinion. He certainly isn't a Talking Head. He does have strong feelings and isn't afraid to show them. Well, then FOX anchors do it so I guess that's right if CNN does it. And if that's what the American public wants. But where is the impartial voices we used to hear? I felt sure Aron Brown would disappear when he got paired too long with Cooper after Katrina. After four years I'd gotten use to him. It's okay. I can change. I just don't want the idea of impartial news reporting to change. I'm worried though. It SEEMS to be changing. Can we be manipulated, coached and shuffled by the media? Yeah, if we don't pay attention.



Zippy hurt his leg and is limping around. I think it's a sprain. Too much football watching, I think. He did well by the turkey. He's so much smarter than we others -- he only eats as much as he needs. He doesn't mind not clearing his plate. I had a dog once who ate walnuts that fell off the tree. He got very wide and very tired.

I also was a kid who ate until I was sick.

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Wednesday, November 23, 2005










So are sitting in your warm place, reading this? Got food? Got TV or a book? Got family that loves you?Llooks to me like you've got a lot to be thankful for. As for me I have so much more than I ever thought I would have ever. I was poor as a kid. It still thrills me to see the big fat turkey and the cranberry sauce. I wish every one a day of reflection on what matters and what needs to be done to make life better. Good luck and Happy Thanksgiving.

Remember to count your blessings.


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Saturday, November 19, 2005


I've been told that the vote and debate in the House of Congress didn't count with regard to pulling the troops out of Vietnam -- er-- Iraq. Well, yes it did because it showed that certain groups (Republican Hawks) would use any means that they could think of to smoke screen the questions and debate of "Why are we in Iraq?" More and more people know it's wrong to have gone there in the first place. Did you watch "The Crusades, the Cresent and the Cross" on the History Channel More
Both Muslims and Christians had bloody exchanges. It was a terrible time. Tushi Bushi must have an IV to his God because he sure is preaching way too much. He's now trying to nudge the Chinese into his opinion. I thought this country was about FREEDOM. Less , I realize, as these last four years drag on, that it's more about somebody trying to make us THINK what they THINK. It's not wrong to witness to others about your religion, but if they don't want to listen, then, don't be a pest. Where the heck do these FUNDAMENTALISTS think they are doing? Read about MURTHA -- He's a real hero and not a sissy. I hate to think of the smear that he's getting and the reasons behind why it is happening. As rights are being eroded, Tushi is out claiming freedom rights for other countries. Who made him our CHEER LEADER for THAT? He's the CommanderINCheese; not the Dahli Llama. What crap he spouts along with his smirks and tired old lines. It will not be pounded in to my mind. Don't be empty vessel with only so-called self-made prophits proselityzing to you. Think about how it would be to be the other person. Work for negotiation and compatibility. Live and let live.

Enough of my soapbox:

Are you ready for Christmas? Me either. Ready for Thanksgiving? Me either. I usually start early, but somehow not this year. Zippy had two hamburger patties from Wendy's a couple of days ago. He's so smart; he ate one and saved the other for later. He's still very protective of me when I'm asleep. But his barking wakes me up. He hears gnats walking on the roof and raises a cry to defend me.














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Sunday, November 13, 2005

tushi bushi is at it again, preacher to choir, speechifying at a base. They can't protest -- the audience would face court marshals as he is the "commanderINcheese." It makes me laugh. Who does he think he's kidding? We're all aware of the blurring of facts by now. We're all aware that he is the dummy on Charlie Chaney's lap. What IS this warhawk attitude? I thought we had the eagle as a mascot. Fuzzy twists on his speech are listed here. If you want to see the spin . . .

Of course, we can't kill all the terrorists, but does he think we can? They'll break our bank with war funds and attacks first. That is the plan, I think. They're giving high fives right now. Another billion dollars spent by the American cowboy! Yippe!

I am so sad about the bombings in Jordan. Those poor people. Wrong, wrong. Fundamentalists of any kind are out. Tunnel vision on this planet is out. We are smashing through space on a blue island. We'd better get along before the Aliens from Mars attack. Seriously, haven't we learned that working together makes the world a better place? Let's do something to help each other, not hate each other. It's wrong and it's not going to help anyone.



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Friday, November 11, 2005

Hooray for Veterans everywhere and all who have served and all our brave men and women who are serving now. Just because I've never been FOR the war, and facts now prove that the UN was right -- there were no WMD in Iraq, it does not mean I don't honor our fighting men and women.

I have my own Veteran as you can see above. He's my hero. Nearly 48 years ago he was inducted into the Army at Ft. Carson Colorado and served in the Cold War. Here he is today, still fit in his uniform and handsome as always.

Bless you Veterans, every one. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.



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Tuesday, November 8, 2005





I'm not a Pisces. Yet water is my sign. The good years of my life have been spent in, on , around, or near the Pacific Ocean. The ocean in endless and timeless. It changes constantly. It is fearsome and forceful. Yet it can rock me to sleep and solve my stress problems. From flying kites, to sailing and beach walking there is no other way for me to find the solace I crave, except in context of the ocean.




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Monday, November 7, 2005


No republic/democracy has lasted for a long time. Why not? Why have we succeeded for so long? Do you know what kind of government our country has? Go here to learn more http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Republic

Do not neglect your duty and right to vote!

Think we pay a lot of taxes if we're rich? http://www.nationmaster.com/country/us/Taxation


Richest?


Poorest?

It's our country and we are the ones who manage it. So vote. I did and you should also.







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Sunday, November 6, 2005

Fiction Marries Fact

By

RD Larson



"So much lies beneath the surface of all of us, I suppose . . . I suppose."

These are words that I heard a woman say at a cafe as I was sitting at the next table. I began to wonder what secrets she had, what did lay beneath her synthetic self? What had happened to her that only a few people knew about? Things that had broke her heart? Unbelievable agonies, maybe? So vile that it made her go mad? And was she capable of crime? The worst kind of crime? From all this inner dialogue, I wrote a story about a woman who forgave and forgave her beloved. Until the last time.

All of my stories have some truth and some fact. A person turning away, pulling his hat down against the rain is perhaps a start of a story. From another place, perhaps a news story, I'll hear about an environmental cover-up. This became a story of a man who works to rid his town of greed and corruption.

Sometimes a group of writers seems to have something to say; itÂ?s sort of like a cadence of marching with all the writers of that era hearing the same music. Yet also there are those hear flutes and not drums. Still, the story is the essence of a private communication between the writer and the reader. With movies and television the experience is not one-on-one as with the writer and the reader. We do it as a team event when we go to movies or watch television. Listening to the radio seems to be more of a lone person event where the person is receiving only receiving input.

It seems odd to me that many times a cloud of stories fly above the heads of writers everywhere, waiting to be snatched from the air. Which writer is able to grab the story is the torment that we must suffer. Often the first person catching that story will sell it first. Is there only so many stories that can find a place? And what of readers? Do they want the similar stories for a period of time? I believe this is so. It is the time in which we exist and our distance from each other that is irrelevant.

I canÂ?t plan what I want to write because it sort of just comes about from a word or a conversation, even another writer that inspire me to learn more about a subject which then takes its own characters and own story.

Sometimes a moment in my life, such as an illness or an accident will prompt a Â?What ifÂ? question. Every personÂ?s story is important and universal because we all must live our lives.

As a writer my job is to take true events and turn them into a story or a novel that while it is fiction, has a truth about our selves, our families and lives. Every story has -- must have -- a level of communication that the reader can understands and connects with his life.

We enjoy what we know. We want what is familiar and known to us. But as writers and as readers we must be open to growth and to change however small and unimportant it seems. As children we are thrilled to read stories of adventure and excitement. Or stories of other childrenÂ?s lives. Why should anything be different when we are older? To become grounded is limited. To explore, to learn is to grow forward.

In every fact there is a cloud of secret ideas and thoughts and desires waiting to be told. A personal growth of self can improve our lives and lives of others.

Read what you can. Write what you can. But a writer canÂ?t be afraid to coil the facts to make a fictional story come to life. The reader must suspend his own reality for the writerÂ?s imagination for just a few hours. Both must try to grasp what is beyond the apparent and obvious. Look for that in your life, your travels and in your books.

Reading is a agreement between the writer and the reader. A contract, if you will, of offerings and expectations.

DonÂ?t give up easily in challenging yourself. Take a chance to read a story that you would not ordinarily read or write a story that you would not usually write. For who knows when that cloud of stories will reveal a secret that only you can understand. As a writer, I am a mirror to you and we have a contract. My contract is to show you my vulnerability and my strength. Your contract is to be receptive and to give the story a change to develop and to enrich your own life.
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Thursday, November 3, 2005


That's me in the doggie doctor shirt.

Okay, I admit it. I got dressed up for Halloween. So what? Quit laughing! Stop that! I was a Jack Big Head. I wasn't as big as some Jack Heads. But my head was hand-crapted and handily painted. I also gave me big juicy lips and curly lashes. I smoozed with a big-footed clown, hugged pervert Jack Head and chatted with a gorgeous ski bunny Jack Head. I ate and talked with a black cat and a diva from far away India. I drank little and ate little. But I had a really good time. Halloween IS too for grown-ups. Go fly a kite, Bill Mahr!

So didya read my story at www.footstepstooxford.com YET?

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Tuesday, November 1, 2005


REVOLUTION! Go, Democrats! Enough of the Empire! Enough of the lies! Enough of cronyism and religious intolerance! Enough of the Republican's Government Failures! Enough of War!

Write your senators and your congressmen! Tell your neighbors and your friends! We have been spend billions when it wasn't necessary. Value our Service Men and Women, but let's bring them home.

We can't let our country fall into complete chaos and debt, run by a handful of people who say "it's for our people" beause WE ARE THE PEOPLE AND WE ARE THE GOVERNMENT!

New choice all wrong? We should investigate this!

Congress Email Directory Here's where you can write to your representatives. Do so today.



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Sunday, October 30, 2005








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Friday, October 28, 2005


Harriet will no longer be Blinged by me. Gone. (sort of) um -- Good.

It has been a rather good day. Newsworthy.

More stuff. I don't know how accurate this is but it makes great reading http://www.alexconstantine.50megs.com/home.html


So what do you think will happen next? I bet there's a score of books being planned this very minute. But not by me.

I have a bad photo Zippy in his Halloween Costume. I will try for a better one but he's camera shy.

I was a popcorn box last year. Inventive, huh? And not scary.

Soon. . . . soon. . . my scary Halloween page link.


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Tuesday, October 25, 2005



Do you know how to treat an assistance dog and its human companion? Here's an article to help.

http://www.vetmed.wsu.edu/ClientED/service.asp

To learn more about assistance dogs, go to http://www.adionline.org/
to learn about Assistance Dogs International.



I'm Zippy's assistance companion; when he can't jump up I give him a lift. It's hard sometimes to jump up three times your height.


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Friday, October 21, 2005

Looks like Tushi Bushi is getting all heated up. First the Toid Blossom don't smell so good. And Oh-de-lay-la-delay-de-la is in court, crying foul. And of course there's Harriet.
More at http://mediamatters.org/items/200510210002

And where is Wary Kerry? If he'd been elected, would he be so silent now? Howard HardeeHarHar is still worried bad press will bite him again. It isn't over -- court report. More at http://www.zwire.com/site/news.cfm?newsid=15418999&BRD=1675&PAG=461&dept_id=18168&rfi=6

Tell me, do you think a video camera is on you every day and every night? No. Well, then you are not a celebrity or a politician. But if you drive or go to malls or to the Post Office, you may be on TV. As they(who?) say, if you're not guilty what have you got to worry about?


Zippy smiles sometimes. He pokes his nose up in the air and just grins at me. He's a good dog, you know -- my dog companion. He's not exactly Puffy Combs but he likes his football sweatshirt. His hair is so short that he gets cold. Then of course there are doggie fashions -- LOOK here



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Monday, October 17, 2005

Geoffrey Fox Literature & Society

Sometimes I just know that my writing scampers by as entertainment. Sometimes I don't.

Read Geof Fox. Often. He's articulate, humane, and sensitive. You could learn something about yourself and about what we all have in common. He's the "real deal." Even his fiction is coherent and cognizant of life. We should be thankful that his blog is there for us. He is reason and power in words


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Saturday, October 15, 2005


The Interview


Your Pet's Name:Zippy

Gender: Male

Breed: Chew-wiener - dachshund & Chihuahua

Weight: 12 lb

Color/Eye Color: black and tan, black eyes

Special Markings: Zippy isbow-legged. In another life he played the violin, thinking it was cello.

Date of Birth [or approximate age, if not known]: 7 years and we gave him September 3 as a birthday.

Siblings or other pets in your household: 2 older human sibs not at home and of course, the fictional giggly party girl Floozy (see above)(next to Zippy)

Human Roommates: parents Hubby and RD

How did you acquire your pet? K-Mart parking lot

What is your pet'?s favorite food? Ice cream -- he gets it down at the dock from the ice cream diner. Little Caesar meals when he watches HBO's Rome

Favorite pastime or activity?
Zippy loves laying in the sun and picking fights with bigger dogs. He also forces me to walk and walk. He coaches me when I use the treadmill. Of course, he snacks on a dog cookie while he does this. Unfair! He never gains an ounce.

Favorite person? me always me

Favorite sibling or other pet? Daddy

Favorite holiday? Halloween; then April Fool's Day

What is the funniest thing your pet has ever done?
He hates snails and toadstools. In his travels he makes detours around them. Once in a great while he misses and steps on a snail. Yucky POO! He cries and hops on three legs too.

How does your pet communicate with you?

Growls, hums, barks, stares,tail wags fast or slow, leads by example, shows, sniffs, uses tools to indicate preferences, like getting coat to go for a ride, and his most tender for of communication is that he rubs heads with friends and family.

Do you have any nicknames for your pet? sweetiepie, f*rtburger, smoochie

Has your pet ever given you a reality check? A life lesson, or moment of truth? If so, what did you learn?

I learned from Zippy that animals deserve to have more rights -- if he doesn't want to be touched I respect that. If he's cranky, I try to cheer him up. When he watches scary television he gets under the blanket so we don't watch horror movies together in the same room any more. He thinks i's bad for me so I don't watch too often. He makes me feel wanted because he always suspects people of trying to kidnap me. He knows I don't shake hands because I'm a writer and barks when people try to shake hands or hug me unless I tell him it's "Okay." He sits in my office with me in his own office chair and helps me to write. He's my muse

Finally tell me something about you:

I have had a dog for all of my life except for the two years after Max, my Yorkie, died at 15. I still miss him.

Anything else you'd like to add? Thanks for asking the questions, Tanya Vece.

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Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Why aren't you angry? The Constitution says "separation of Church and State." What is this man doing? He has brought up the religion of Harriet more than once. Her religion shouldn't matter in her judgements. He must be worried about it to keep bringing it up. Jan LaRule, chief council at Concerned Women for America, doesn't think it's right. If you want to know more, read this article in USATODAY

For every person that believes in freedom of religion, freedom of speech, separation of Church and State, the Constitution, and the very freedoms that makes a melting pot of ideas and cultures there has to be some responsibility. Don't just sit there. Write your Congress, your Senate and your President.


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Tuesday, October 11, 2005


*This is a thoroughly entertaining book which I enjoyed for the strangest reasons. I knew from the title something was ‘a foot’ with Rev Clayton and I guessed it might be money for church funds. I was half-correct. But the writers Larson and Ulmer didn’t leave it like that; they dug deep and built in interest, sympathy and, best of all, a character. Reverend Clayton. As a reader wait till you get introduced to him. Every turn of the page brings adventure with the hint of more to come. I kept wondering what would happen next. Something always did. All the time. And that’s good for me because I like to be entertained. At the end of the book I couldn’t help but wish for a sequel. I think this is a great one which can be passed around family and friends to enjoy. Pity it wasn’t chapter one in the start of a novel. I shall write and say so to the authors.

Cleveland W. Gibson

Click on titleto read an execerpt and to order. Multiple formats for ebooks.

Saving Reverend Clayton

Political Slash:
Coach Coats for Harriet -- who is he?

If Zippy gets married will she be Mizzez Zippy? And what kind of marriage state would that be?




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Monday, October 10, 2005

MORE On HARRIET

Do you live in the UK? Want to get one of my stories? If you like science fiction, a bit of romance, and danger, this is a story you can have in you pocket, on your cell phone for only 50p each part. Well-received by readers who are asking for more, Void has gotten rave reviews.

Published AGAIN a new sci-fi to cell phone at


http://www.kwickee.com/kwickee.asp?kwid=15421
VOID Part 1


http://www.kwickee.com/kwickee.asp?kwid=15418 VOID Part 2


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Sunday, October 9, 2005


Harriet Meirs NPR

Conservative?

Liberal?

Writings

Doesn't anybody think its wrong to people the government with YOUR OWN PEOPLE? How can you have diverse opinions to consider if everyone is your "friend and close associate"?

nepotism

nepotism was Word of the Day on April 8, 2001.


Source: Dictionary.com Word of the Day

nepotism

n : favoritism shown to relatives or close friends by those in power (as by giving them jobs)


Source: WordNet ® 2.0, © 2003 Princeton University

Today, write one paragraph about the season, Fall or Halloween. Be descriptive. Be concise. Be open. (That's the hard one!)

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Thursday, October 6, 2005

Slash politics:

Tushi Bushi finally gave it a name today. And it's scary. So this is religious war because here's what he said:

And while the killers choose their victims indiscriminately, their attacks serve a clear and focused ideology, a set of beliefs and goals that are evil but not insane.

Some call this evil Islamic radicalism. Others militant jihadism.

Still, others Islamo-fascism.

Whatever it's called, this ideology is very different from the religion of Islam. This form of radicalism exploits Islam to serve a violent political vision: the establishment, by terrorism and subversion and insurgency, of a totalitarian empire that denies all political and religious freedom.

My deal is what if this pits the radical far right conservatives against the "evil Islamic Radicals" where does that leave the rest of us? Some of the middle east countries won't be able to be come "democratic" in the sense that the US is. And who says we should MAKE them? Here's Roberts attributing Hurricane Rita to Ellen while these insurgents (extremists?) are trying to kill their election and/or opponents. Read about Islamic Extremists here.
Read about Christian extremists here.

We like to think we're tolerant. But can we afford to be tolerant of behavior that destroys the unity of our country? Let's think on that.

Flash fiction: You can buy my book, Evil Angel, at Amazon.com and maybe it's on sale. suspense thriller set in Aspen; adult language and theme.

Splash doggie: I got Zippy a Halloween Costume and I'll post a pic of him when it's closer to the time of Halloween. Meantime, I am working on a scary webpage for all of you to use as a card to send your friends. Zippy sez, "Wundervoller Spaß! ¡Amo Halloween! Será diversión!"

Whadda ya expect from a little chow-weiner, eh?

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Wednesday, October 5, 2005

One of my adult stories in Scrivener's Pen.

Only That One Place
adult language and theme

A heart could break from waiting too long

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Monday, October 3, 2005


Order Now at Fictionwise: Mama Tried to Raise a Lady

Accolades for Mama

I got my copy of Mama Stories over a week ago. every time I open my drawer to get my lingerie, I laugh, thinking of Mamma's fairy slip. I'm up to chapter 8 and believe me when I way that the Padre in 7 greatly resembles the minister that tried to convert my folks and us kids when we were pre-teenagers. Your stories are fabulous!!!! I use them (along with my peanut butter pretzels) as a lift for my spirits, one each day after listening to the awful, depressing news. Did your mom ever have a mangler? Mine did. And she too, popped buttons and managed to occasionally mangle one of dad's shirt collars. Ruth Weidig

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Mama Tried to Raise a Lady:
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Submitted By Arts Editor Pamela Faye

‘Pop said his list was longer than the Pope's dress.’ From historic fiction the author RD Larson takes the reader to another era in time when country life meandered through the toils of old, forever lifting humor from the tireless tasks of the 20th century. In those days ‘Mama Tried to Raise a Lady’ … but “Baby” loved to roll in the dust with the Labrador while she imitated his scratching at fleas.

This Puget Sound author RD Larson tells a humorous tale to enthrall the imagination of all with: “I ran straight at old Billy… and Pop grabbed the rope, bull-dogging the errant goat amid hoots of laughter from the guests.”

‘Mama Tried to Raise a Lady’ will have anthology lovers seeking RD Larson’s book of short stories, only one of many by the Washington author. Amazon delivers the anthology book worldwide, from Be Write Publishing.

RD Larson’s talent for multi genre works carries through endless short stories from the author. In “Original Sin: The Seven Deadlies Come Home to Roost”, Myra was addicted to men and parties. “Malaise” one of the anthology stories from within ‘Original Sin’ was recently released through Paper Journey Press, North Carolina.

From West to East the author RD Larson is making a name for herself as a prolific writer.

For movie producers RD Larson is the author of the suspense thriller “Evil Angel”, now adapted to screenplay, and presently being delivered to movie producers as a future film production to chill the blood of movie buffs around the world. This Thriller is the story about a heavenly face with the heart of an Evil Angel. She is the beauty Terri who, “When her husband walks out on her insane jealousies and fantasies, the Evil Angel becomes real to Terri – materializing to guide her on a path of manic violence and death.”

Co-author with Louise Ulmer, RD Larson also delivers to readers, “Saving Reverend Clayton”. Through the storytelling of this novel, the gates of hell open with a searing fire igniting in the Methodist church while Myra Baynes attempts to save Reverend Wallace Ward Clayton.

RD Larson leaps from the purity of the Methodist Minister to the wages of sin, to a saucy June File, a hooker-- the client of a private eye. The characters created for “Sloppy Seconds” are as fast and loose with the law as they are with the English language. In “Sloppy Seconds” RD Larson’s creative talents take the reader on a hilarious romp through “Marion Riles ‘Soft-boiled detective stories’.”

The silly season is not to be forgotten by the author RD Larson. “Christmas at Red Dog Road” won the Washington author first prize in a short story anthology to be released from Ebooksonthe.net in the fall. “The Christmas Card” is another of RD’s joyous tales of Yule Tide.

In the anthology soon to be released “Mama Tried to Raise a Lady” the action becomes fast paced when Mama cries that Pop, “was meaner than cat manure and twice as nasty. She pitched another plate. It didn't break, just rolled around on the floor ending in a clatter. She'd woke the dead again! Pop blew up then! … "I'll be back when I've cooled off!" The back door slammed and, seconds later, I heard the old pickup roar down the driveway. I stayed where I was, safe under the table; after all, it wasn't my fight.” From days of old emerge timeless tales.

With this abundance of talent, RD Larson has a brilliant future as an author whose literary works will be long sought after by readers around the world.

Submitted By
Pamela Faye





© RD Larson 2005
May not be used without permission of the author.

Saturday, October 1, 2005

Politics
John Roberts needs to have a talk with himself.

All the death and despair this year, in Iraq and in the path of Katrina, I'm very sad. It has not been so good in my life but compared to what these folks have had happen to them, I am lucky.

Review:
Go see The Constant Gardener if you like thriller/action films. excellent. Makes me wonder about Big Business, Big pharmaceuticals Companies and Big Government.

petsMaybe people love their pets so much because people don't seem to express feeling, real feelings, the way a pet does. I don't know if people are as willing to commit for as long as they once did, not even family members. Or maybe they're too self-involved. I have always tried to keep in touch with my family, even when I was young and poor. Always called and wrote. I once met a woman who lost track of her son after he moved to Texas. At the time I was in shock. I asked her, "Did you call the police? Call his friends?" She simply looked at me and said "Someday you'll understand. They growup and go away. That's the end of it. The end of motherhood. That's when they forget you."

Anyway, Zippy is a good doggie. He just fell off the chair so he's pretty crabby right now and is getting a treat. But that's what happens when little dogs try to jump from chair to chair. He's okay thank goodness.

Oh well, good Saturday Night to you, my kind readers, one and all, and thank you for reading all my stories and buying my books and all that you do for me. And I mean it. So don't laugh

Thursday, September 29, 2005


A free read! At Kwickee on the web




Have you ever wondered what it would be like if enemy planes flew into your sky? What if your country was at war? What if there were all kinds of fear that you had? How would you cope? Read the first part of a story that I wrote about the first day of the Battle of Britian in August 1940.

The Red Pail
By
RD Larson

Date: 14th/15th August 1940
Alice carefully closed the front door of the cottage. The morning warmed with the fog just now lifting off the beach. Her legs felt tingly, tired even. She had to walk for the baby. Instinctively she placed her hand on her distended stomach as the baby moved. Alice began her walk to the beach. Her husband Neil was away so much and the War seemed nonstop. Yet the baby renewed her hope.

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Political Slash:
Well, now Tushi Bushi is going to every MILITARY place (SEVEN TIMES now) he can to show how he cares and how itÂ?s better now. Too bad, he keeps going to MILITARY places but he knows he is Master and Commander of this side of the world. Those grunts who oppose him could be court marshaled. What ever happened to the soldier who complained about the lack of equipment in IRAQ?

Fiction Flash: (sort of)

FLOOZY says, "If you're going to eat smelly food, don't come near me and expect a kiss!"

Doggie Splash:
YaÂ? know what? No matter how tired, sick, or bad I am. My dog Zippy loves me. HeÂ?s not to crazy about anyone else, but thatÂ?s okay Â?cause he loves me. He may be bad-tempered and snarly with anyone else. Just never with me. He rubs his head on me and I pet him. Then we both feel better. ItÂ?s sort of like the RE-LOAD BUTTON on the browser.

C U L8R. Come again.

© RD Larson 2005
May not be used without permission of the author.

Sunday, September 25, 2005




Floozy goes out with Tom to see an old film, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof.
She wears her fur vest. After the movie, they go for a drink at The Alley Cat. As Tom leans near to kiss her, her eyes squint and her fine nostrils flare.







A NEW CELL PHONE STORY!!! FREE! Read part 1 online

THE RED PAIL Part 1 Click HERE

or paste this in your browser http://www.kwickee.com/kwickee.asp?kwid=15456

or To start getting stories on your cell phone simply text the word Hi to 83238.

Some Kwickees are free. For others there is a charge. The cost will be clearly displayed and you will always have the choice to buy them or not. Most paid-for Kwickees cost ONLY 50p. Available in UK.

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Lots of free stories articles and sports and how to do articles.

© RD Larson 2005
May not be used without permission of the author.

Saturday, September 24, 2005




Floozy has a special fashion look about her. Fluffy and fuzzy is very in this fall. Floozy's high heels are made of black leather with tiny rinestones in the heel. Her rings (on her tail) are very spectacular. They were a gift from her mother. Floozy is a single gal living in a small midwest town. She waits tables at the Mouse House Diner. And she has a sometimes boyfriend called Tom.

Weight is a non-issue for Floozy. She doesn't care about "the norm" because her middle name is "unique." She does her darnest to live up to that name.

This is to introduce you to Floozy so that when she shows up in following blogs you can CATch up on her dramatic love life.

© RD Larson 2005
May not be used without permission of the author.

Sunday, September 18, 2005




Published AGAIN a new sci-fi storie to suck into your cell phone at Kwickee.com


http://www.kwickee.com/kwickee.asp?kwid=15421


http://www.kwickee.com/kwickee.asp?kwid=15418


Many other stories and articles at Kwickee -- just text the number and the story number. Easy!




To read free stories go to Footsteps to Oxford
Click the CONTENTS and there's free stories I wrote.

To find out how to get my books go to my website www.RDLarson.com




© RD Larson 2005
May not be used without permission of the author.

Friday, September 16, 2005

Repeat of a favorite:

Zippy and Half-Blood Princess
By
RD Larson



Did I mention that Zippy is a true American? He’s from all kinds of places. Who knows anymore from where his ancestors emigrated? Mostly, we’ve heard that he’s got roots in Germany and Mexico. That makes him Chowwa-Weiner.


Zippy, asleep in the back seat of my car with the windows open , was enjoying a nice little breeze off the water. I couldn’t see him until I opened the door. Blinded by the shocking sunlight, I blinked. Fast as he is, he leapt to the seat I was trying to sit. Gawking around me he noticed a man walking his dog up the street right by the car.

He went crazy. Bananas! Bonzo! Wild! Zippy met another woman this weekend. A Chowwa-Pug in town from the BIG City was strolling our little street.

“No, Princess. No.” The man dropped his elastic lead in panic as the darling little miss ran for the open door. Like an eel and not a husky pug, she jumped into the seat - - MY SEAT -- Zippy, of course, exchanged numbers, aliases and previous entanglements with her in a few blistering doggie seconds. Her man companion felt I wanted her to come with me and although we both tried to get her out of the car, it was in vain.

Since it was a warm day, we took our doggies for a walk to the ICE CREAM spot where they shared a vanilla cone and we two humans had our own cones. I had a mocha almond fudge and he had a strawberry. As we sat on a nearby bench we talked about our beloved pets. The dogs smelled and nuzzled. I have to admit I was a bit taken back when he gave Princess loving doggie kisses.

Feeling green, I swallowed the end of my cone. IMMEDIATELY, two little buggy eyes turned to look at me, as if to say, “Mom, YOU ate my cone tip? That’s the best part!”

I felt so bad that I took him up on my lap. The man took Princess and went home to his life in the city. Of course, I had to have another cone so Zippy could have the tip. A generous tip of a vanilla cone. Not my favorite.

© by RD Larson 2005

Monday, September 12, 2005


Today is important to me. Years ago when I had my first eBook published by Bookmice, and then www.BeWrite.net published Evil Angel, and www.ebooksonthe.net published Mama Tried to Raise a Lady, I have been longing for this day. I want people to have something to read when they want it. Not a big long 700 page novel, but something entertaining and interesting.

A story that's easy to get.
A story you can put in your pocket.
A story that I wrote.

Today is the day I wanted.

I have just had my young adult (really for anyone over 12) published Kwickee in the UK. The story is a suspense about two girls who go to an old woman's house to try on Halloween dresses. The scary things that happen to them in the attic make an exciting and fun story.

How can you put this story in your pocket?

And can you get it whenever you want? Yes and yes!

It's delivered to your mobile phone in three parts. And it's only 50p UK . I can't tell you how excited I am.

Costume
By
RD Larson



Costume Part 1

Costume Part 2

Costume Part 3


Note: This service is only available in the UK.

© by RD Larson 2005

Friday, September 9, 2005



READ Hillary Kay Toucey's account of her fear, strength, humor and grace during the Hurricane Katrina. A wife, mother and excellent writer, Hillary is found at Footsteps to Oxford.
http://www.footstepstooxford.co.uk/

I promise you that this woman is a writer you should read. And comfort. These people caught by the likes of Katrina deserve our love and support, every single one of them. Support with funds and more.

© by RD Larson 2005

Tuesday, September 6, 2005


Tushi Bushi and his Stepforward are so kindly acting the part of the beneficent royals to the Katrina victims that I'm gagging. This dude kept reading to kids after reports on 9/11 so I'm wondering how many report did he get about the people in the Superdome? He cut short his vacation on TUESDAY. Jamie McIntyre asked old Rumy straight away today at the newsconference why couldn't helicopters drop water and food at the Superdome/Convention Center? The darling old BS artist said with a clear brow that the few helicopters available were saving people from the flood waters. So who do you think will take the fall for the Tushi & Company in the next few days? My bet is on FEMA Director and NO Mayor and LA Gov'nor. Did you hear the pain in Nagin's voice when he asked for help? Today Gen-of-Press-OPs said the Federal Government could not come in until asked. WHAT? Well, gol-a-muddy, they were asking. Duh! I actually heard them say, "We saw it on the news then we realyzed there was a problem." By the time it was on the news (CNN, FOX) there were people in bad shape. Try this on. It's 90 degrees and 80% humidity and you're surround by water and enclosed with thousands of other sweaty hot tired scared people and you can't get a drink of water, something to eat or go to the bathroom? This is a crime of huge preportions and I hope lots of people see that something has to change

Thinking of Bush: Christian Science Monitor

Time Line of Hurricane Events from The New York Times.

Airlift from Texas on hold as tide of refugees slows



© by RD Larson 2005

Saturday, September 3, 2005

Moondust by Cleveland Gibson

Read more about Cleveland on my website: www.RDLarson.com

© RD Larson 2005

Friday, September 2, 2005


I remember going to New Orleans and the joy the people there had. Laughing and eating, rich and poor, together, black and white and people from Nebraska. Some locals -- some tourists. I had a wonderful time. We do need a hero. I kept saying, "The idiots. Why don't they airdrop pallets of water and MREs? This is crazy. Those people are in bad shape." It's like the ones in charge never heard of night vision goggles, or tanks or helicopters or amphibious vehicles such as the Gama Goat. And the people that took food, water, and clothes? Those stores were ruined anyway. I don't blame them for some of the looting. I saw one woman clutching a baby and carrying away disposable diapers. And people who are desperate will drink and fight when they feel that only death without honor is in their future.There were things that happened that could have been prevented. I kept thinking what if was my old Mama, dead in a wheelchair, with the blanket I gave her, thrown over her dead head, what if? what if? Such a sight I will remember forever. I don't believe we should be disrespectful of anyone, living or dead, but what else could the victims do? There is "big" concern and efforts today, thanks to media coverage, but we all know it should have happened the NEXT day after Katrina struck, as the levees were failing. (What happened to the money that had been earmarked to shore up those levees?) Shame on those public and elected officials who wrote off the people who didn't evacuate. Some people don't have cars or means to go elsewhere. It costs money or credit cards. I can't believe they didn't try to bus them to safety or something before such a catastrophe. It's like I've woke up in a third world country. These are my people; help them because you are my elected government.

I have helped and I will do more. But you are right, my dear friend, where are the leaders, the American Heros, like our founding fathers? This is no time for politics. Action should have occurred sooner.

© all work copywritten by RD Larson 2005

Thursday, September 1, 2005


The dire events in the storm-ravaged states and especially New Orleans are so horrible and so awful that words fail me. My heart is breaking for those people. A colleague lived through Katrina and wrote about it. She's a wonderful writer and a good person.
Here is a link to Footsteps To Oxford:

The Diary of a Louisiana Housewife Hilary Kay Toucey
http://www.footstepstooxford.com/
Read her diary and the subsequent events of the hurricane Katrina and her family's struggle.

She knows she is lucky and blessed. I want send her and all those folks down there a big hug and all the help we can give you. I hope things get better fast fast fast.

Some emergency systems have or are failing -- we want to know why.


AND
Here is a picture of Zippy's pal Quigley.



© RD Larson 2005

Monday, August 29, 2005

GET BACK!

Wanna bit? I'll share.



















Yummy chew bone!

Zippy doesn't like to be bothered when he's asleep or having a snack.
AND
Zippy can be any one of the seven little devils:
SNARLY SNAPPY SCAMPIE SNIFFY SMOOTHIE SWEETIE SNOOZIE



© all work within copywritten by RD Larson 2005

Saturday, August 27, 2005

To read my newest story

I updated my site a bit. www.RDLarson.com


To read my latest story if you DARE go to www.footstepstooxford.com

Other bloggers:
ScrappleFace: The dog ate it.

And then there is: Laugh at Liberals

And then there's the POLE CAT (scroll down)

How about Al Roker?

Okay so maybe some of these aren't funny. But even CNN is listening to some bloggers.

Thursday, August 25, 2005

So how are we doing in education? Ever wonder?


School is about to start or has already started. Learning should be a life-long pleasure. I've been learning about the Battle of Britian, Aug. 1940 - Oct. 1940. I wrote a story called "The Red Pail" which I'm sure you've read or you can read it at Footsteps to Oxford.

If you look at the statistics above and compare the US to other countries, it's pretty interesting. When you're a kid in school, you don't want to be there. It's just as important, though, as parents and teachers say.

School is more than school because it gives children a chance to learn how to think, how to make critical decisions and to make choices. Grown-ups need to learn as well. Even older people can learn new and different things.

Don't let me hear you say "I never read a newspaper. I watch the news." Guess what? One soundbyte does't completely tell the whole story. Look for yourself. Go to the library. I bet there is a book or a magazine that you would like. Search the Internet. Look up sea turtles,
Crème Brulé or Dutch Masters. See where it gets you? Did you know there are museums online?

Okay enough from me. Zippy did something so cute today. He was in the yard with me and actually smelled a flower. And he ate cabbage. How's that for versitile for a doggie that is a rescue pet and a bossy little guy?

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Footsteps to Oxford


Thank you very much for this kind note. It means a lot to me. I am now able to see some depth and am better every day. I have been writing a bit, too. Yippee!

Readers, please go to the site above and read some of the stories; Cleveland Gibson's or maybe even mine. This site has stories from all over the world and the editor is very good to writers and is a wonderful person as well.

AND then there was the time

I rushed off to teach a class that I'd gotten roped into doing. As usual I am always in a rush and that day was no different. I began to speak to the students when a question came up.

"How did you hurt your leg?"

"I didn't and don't ask." I looked down to see that I had one brown shoe and one black shoe. The worst part was that the shoes had different heel heights.

This is a true story so don't tell anybody, okay? CU L8R, RD