Showing posts with label contest flogging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label contest flogging. Show all posts

Friday, March 5, 2010

Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire

Bald Face Liar - erhm...Creative Writer Contest [creativewriter_thumb111.jpg]

The lovely Lisabet Sarai
, tagged me to participate in this harmless liar’s game. I figured why the hell not? I’ll post seven items about me, only TWO of which are true. The others are “little white lies”. Try to figure out which two are true, and leave a comment. Correct guesses will be tossed into a random drawing for a free ebook from my backlist. Winner will be chosen at 8 pm EST on Friday March 12.

Here are the items...in no particular order.

1. I love cowboys.

2. I'm the oldest of eight kids.

3. I've had my appendix out.

4. I sang in a garage band when I was a teenager.

5. I've dyed my hair purple.

6. I can drive a tractor.

7. I was arrested for civil disobedience.

Okay guys, leave me a comment as to which two statements you think are true and I'll post the answers on Friday, along with the winner. Let the guessing begin!

Oh yeah, and I'm tagging

Kris Norris
Mia Watts
Charlotte Stein
Genella deGrey



Monday, December 10, 2007

A day spent with 75 fourth graders or why I'm a fan of birth control.



Today was Thing Two's big winter field trip. Why would anyone plan a field trip in winter? In Michigan? In December? No freaking clue. But away we went to the state capitol.

Anyway, it was field trip day and I promised Thing Two that I would come along. We visited the Michigan Museum of Natural History and it was great. What wasn't great was one of the extra children who'd been assigned to my group. This child had an inherent inability to stay put. I was constantly pulling him off exhibitions, dragging him away from employee only portions of the building and disappearing all together. To top it off, he kicked the back of my seat of an hour and a half on the way down there and an hour and a half on the way back.

Despite repeated threats to his continued existence, he couldn't manage to remember not to kick me for more than five minutes at a time. Nor could he remember not to howl at the top of his lungs in near rush hour traffic. Drill Sergeant Mom shut that down, but the boy had a short memory. I fantasized about leaving him on the side of the highway. The other little boy in my car, while quirky and plotting world domination with my son, was sweet and listened fairly well.

Still, I'm going on barely three hours sleep, so I'm going to crawl in my nice toasty bed, but first I'm going to flog the contest!

Do you want to win some fantastic holiday reading? If so come celebrate the Twelve days of Romance with 12 authors from Ellora's Cave, Wild Rose Press, Total-E-Bound and Cerridwen Press. Each day beginning December 8th and running through December 19th one of the twelve authors will tell what their "True love gave to them" on either their blog or website.Collect all twelve answers and e-mail them to mailto:anny@annycook.com with 12 days of Romance in the subject line to win some great books.

Deadlinefor answers is December 21st at midnight EST.There will be three lucky winners. The prizes –1st prize--6 books 2nd prize--4 books 3rd prize--2 books. All books and prize winners will be drawn randomly.

Anny Cook Winter Hearts
Sandra Cox Boji Stones
Bronwyn Green Ronan’s Grail
Heather Hiestand Cards Never Lie
Barbara Huffert Deal of a Lifetime
Amarinda Jones Mad About Mirabelle
Kelly Kirch Time for Love
Cindy Spencer Pape Cowboy’s Christmas Bride
Brynn Paulin Fallen
JacquƩline Roth Access Denied
KZ Snow Mrs. Claws
Lacey Thorn Earth Moves