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Tuesday, July 08, 2008
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Buried Tour
Current mood:  artistic
Category: Writing and Poetry
Please join me on my virtual tour. Today I'm at http://theplotline.wordpress.com
Thanks.
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Tuesday, July 01, 2008
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Tour Schedule
Category: Writing and Poetry
Hello, everyone. The book launch at Club 209 went well. The Club proved to be an interesting venue and many interesting people showed up. We all had a great time. I'm now planning an online tour.
Below is a tour schedule for an online promotion tour that I'm going to be doing.
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Friday, June 20, 2008
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Beneath a Buried House
Current mood:  blissful
Category: Writing and Poetry
Beneath a Buried House is now -- finally -- officially out, on the market, available. Yeah!!!
Here is the link. http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0937660817/ref=cm_arms_pdp_dp
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Tuesday, May 27, 2008
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New Twisted Venue
Category: Writing and Poetry
My first book, Twisted Perception, is now available as an Amazon Kindle book. Please click the link below for details.
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B001A7LWY0
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Friday, May 23, 2008
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Where I’ve been and Where I’m going
Current mood:  hopeful
Category: Writing and Poetry
The weather seems to be challenging me lately. It bashed dents into my car at the Oklahoma Writers' Federation Conference, and tried to take my tent canopy away May 10th while I was setting up shop at the Strawberry Festival in Stilwell, Oklahoma. I fooled it, though, by hanging weights I'd constructed by filling 4 foot lengths of PVC pipe with sand, then capping them and adding eye hooks. I always enjoy this festival. Stilwell is a nice town set in the beautiful rolling hills of northeastern Oklahoma, and the people are warm and friendly.
About a week later, I drove to Stillwater, Oklahoma – another fine place to visit – where I spoke to the Stillwater Writers' Group. A few days after that, I gave a presentation to the Muskogee Pilot Club, a civic organization with some of the nicest people I've ever met.
Can you tell I'm having fun? I love being a writer.
I plan to take a couple of weeks off then hit the road again on June 2nd when I visit with the Muskogee Writers' Guild. After that my life will take a temporary downswing as I force myself to make a dental appointment on June 12th, but I plan to bounce back with vigor the next day, which is the now infamous Friday the 13th in June when I will hold the fantastic Beneath a Buried House Book Launch Party at Club 209 in beautiful downtown Tulsa, OK. Be there or be… Well, you get the picture.
http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0937660310/ref=cm_arms_pdp_dp
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Wednesday, May 21, 2008
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Tuesday, May 06, 2008
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Writer’s Conferences and Frightening Weather
Category: Writing and Poetry
The 2008 OWFI (Oklahoma Writer's Federation, Inc.) writer's conference proved interesting this year. It was Thursday, May 1, and I needed to be in Midwest City – the conference normally held in Oklahoma City was moved to accommodate our growing crowd – that night. However, as I packed the car and prepared to leave Tulsa, it suddenly dawned on my lightening fast mind that I had a problem. My wife and son had back to back birthdays coming up May 3rd, and 4th, and since I would be out of town until the evening of the 3rd I needed to get cards and presents for the dynamic duo before I left, lest I be late. Perish the thought. I fought off the panic and tore out of my driveway, determined to search a plethora of local shops until I'd remedied the dire situation.
I streaked – not in the fashion made popular by that horrendous song in the 70's – down the isles of store after store, earning glares from frightened and, or disgruntled shoppers, some of which quickly hid their children as I powered past. I must have resembled Christopher Lloyd on steroids.
Back at home, I quickly signed the cards and wrapped the presents, leaving them strategically placed about the house. With the job satisfactorily completed, I jumped in my little red Neon and hit the turnpike, heading south.
A couple of hours later, I drove into the parking lot of Midwest City's rendition of a Sheraton hotel. A few minutes after that, I'd just finished toting my luggage from the car to the room when I ran into several other estranged humans, more commonly known as writers. (The names have been left out to protect the innocent.) Stepping outside the hotel, we began discussing dinner plans.
"Is there any place to eat around here?" One of them asked.
I glanced around, seeing only a Wal-Mart and a Home Depot. "Has anyone checked out the hotel restaurant?" I asked.
"12.95 for as sandwich," someone said.
"And Starbucks coffee," added another.
We unanimously decided to try our luck elsewhere, and started toward the hotel's parking garage – a one-story attempt, which, by design I suspect, had been constructed to protect somewhere around 10 percent of the hotel's occupancy – and proceeded to pile into the only vehicle with a writer-driver lucky enough to have found a spot inside the packed to capacity auto dungeon.
Driving up and down the unfamiliar streets, we finally decided, if a bit unenthusiastically, on Applebee's. Everything seemed fine, but about halfway through our dinner, the young waiters and waitresses became agitated, a few of them pacing up and down the isles discussing whether they should hide in the bathroom or the freezer. Glancing at my food, I hoped it would be the freezer. With my curiosity aroused, I listened more intently, hoping to gain knowledge of what the squeamish staff might find worthy of hiding from. Someone turned up the volume on a television, which hung from the ceiling and when the voice on the tube said something about a tornado a nervous buzz of conversation spread across the restaurant. As if on cue, a nerve rattling noise came from the roof, sounding as if Hitler's army marched across it, though just as soon as that disconcerting idea ran
through me senses I saw through the window the real culprit: Golf ball sized chucks of ice falling from the sky. The irony of all of us riding in my writer friend's brand new SUV, which her husband had reluctantly loaned her because it had more room, struck me, and then my thoughts darted to the open hotel parking lot where my own little red car was parked.
Today I called my insurance company and a couple of auto body shops. Oh, well. At least my windows were not busted out. Some of the other cars were not so lucky.
Bob Avey
http://www.bobavey.com
bob@bobavey.com
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Sunday, April 27, 2008
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More Wierdness
Category: Writing and Poetry
What's wrong with this picture?
On March 28th, I drove around Tulsa running some errands I needed to get done before my trip to The Border Queen Book Festival, which was scheduled for the next day. During my excursion, I observed a few oddities, the first of which was a large truck. This thing was huge, easily putting any four-door, dual wheeled monstrosity I'd previously seen to shame. It looked like the product of a romance between the Hummer's long lost daddy who'd recently broken out of prison and a two and half ton military transport.
But the fun was just beginning. A few minutes later, I spied an old Lincoln Continental with something heavy in the trunk, the back bumper nearly dragging the ground from the weight. An unprofessionally hand-painted sign in the side window read: Graphics r us. Custom fleet and truck lettering. Free estimates. I wondered why they hadn't used their own services for the sign. The car sported an Indiana tag framed by an Oklahoma State University tag holder. Below that, an Oklahoma University emblem plugged the trailer hitch. This was just too good. A few minutes later, the car wheeled into the parking lot of an old strip center and stopped. When the driver of the vehicle climbed out, a Sponge Bob tie dangled from his neck, while his accomplice who'd come from the passenger side wore a T-shirt, which proclaimed: Cardiology Association. Not all that unusual, except it didn't cover his stomach, which protruded in a roll between the bottom of the shirt and his pants. Surely not. He must've picked it up at a garage sale. I watched the pair as they walked into one of the shops, a store with a sloppily hand-painted sign that read: The Art Market. Hmmm.
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Thursday, April 24, 2008
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Oklahoma Writer’s Conference and other things
Current mood:  distractable
Category: Writing and Poetry
I've been walking around in a mental fog for the last few days. I do that sometimes, go through the motions with everything blurry and out of focus, like I'm caught up in some sort of dream world. Oh well. My dad always said I was in my own little world.
I'm gearing up for the Oklahoma Writer's Federation annual writer's conference, which will take place May 1, 2, 3. For as long as I can remember, the conference has been held in Oklahoma City, but not this year. Since we've outgrown our old location at the Embassy Suites, we've moved the conference to the Reed Center in Midwest City. I've seen the conference rooms at the Reed Center and they are nice, so I assume the rooms will be as well. It will seem strange being at a new location, but it should prove interesting.
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Wednesday, April 23, 2008
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Just something to do
Category: Writing and Poetry
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Hello, everyone. I'm trying to hook up with Technorati, so this post is pretty much a hey Technorati post. But I may include something interesting like:
Word for the day: Ostentatious: marked by or fond of conspicuous or vainglorious and sometimes pretentious display. Yep, that's pretty much what this is.
I did see somethng funny. At a book signing, a lady came up to my table wearing a shirt that said: Do you think I'm ugly?
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