This is one of the most restful places on God's earth.
And then we watch the sun slip below the horizon. Isn't that a peaceful scene?
Trish lives in Northern Virginia with her son, and has a gorgeous adult daughter and an amazing grandson.
You can learn more about Trish at her website.
I sent invitations everywhere I could think:
The image above is the front and back of the invitation. See the tower on the invitation? That's the D&F Tower. The party was held on the floor behind the clock face and the floors above. Like my bookmarks, I also carried around a handful of invitations in case I ran into someone I wanted to invite.
A word about your book launch party: the reason for the event is not to celebrate with friends and family, as much fun as that is. The reason is to generate publicity for your book.
I live in suburban Denver, and I could have found a nice venue in which to hold my party. Fortunately a friend offered me the use of the top floors of the D&F Tower, an historic building on the 16th Street Mall in downtown Denver.
The reason for using a fabulous venue is to lure people to the party who might have declined the invitation had it been held in my local rec center. Mission accomplished! Three different editors of local magazines came to the party as well as book store employees who received the invitation.
Another consideration was the day and time of the party. I held it on a Thursday evening because professionals who are not acquainted with me (editors, bookstore employees, etc.) might be more likely to attend a function on an evening that doesn't cut into their family time. That's why the party started at 6:00 p.m. as well.
If you're curious and want to see more posts about my book launch party go here. The night was perfect and ended all to quickly. Sigh.
Currently I'm planning my book launch party for Out of Her Hands. It's going to be a very different type of party. I'm doing a charity tie-in to help increase awareness of my books. I'll let you know about it in a little while.
Adorable little Lin Maioke stood up before the world and sang Hymn to the Motherland. Or so it seemed. But in reality, the sweet, clear voice was that of another girl, Yang Peiyi.
It seemed the powers that be didn’t find Lin’s voice pleasing enough and thought that Yang wasn’t cute enough. So one girl sang and the other a did a lip-sync.
Does that make anyone other than myself angry?
I’ve begun to pray for those little girls. I hope the stigma of just being a pretty face doesn’t handicap Lin, and I hope that Yang doesn’t grow up doubting her beauty or feeling unworthy.
The officials feel justified in their decision because it was an image that would reflect on their national culture. Oh, also – the fireworks tracking through the city to the stadium was computer generated, not authentic.
Give me a break!
So, apparently reality is not as important to the Chinese Communists as image is. To me that fact speaks louder than any of their trumped up propaganda.
Thanks for letting me rant.