My Camp NaNo Update – Um..yeah

Camp NaNoWriMo is down to its last three days? How have you fared? I’m in a full blown panic even though I set a very modest 10k word goal. I’m at 4100. Yeah, I suck. I never do well in the summer. I’m too easily distracted.

That’s no excuse, however, and I vow to win this by any means necessary! Well, I’ll just write until my fingers fly off. Seriously, only about 2k words a day. It’s totally doable. I just have to sit and write.

Well, after The Big Bang Theory goes off. I need my comedy fix to lift my spirits. My goal is to pass the 6k word mark before bed.

Conquering my fear…well, sort of?

Hallelujah! I survived another week. How did you fare? I hope you made it to the other side intact. Why else would you bless me with your presence, of which I’m extremely grateful.

Before I get started with today’s post, I would like announce the books I have lined up to review next month. I’m so excited I can’t wait to tell you. First up, I have Mitch Lavender’s book, Find My Baby. In it, we meet Zachary, an IT security professional who along with his wife, plan to adopt a child from the Ukraine, Unfortunately, a cyber-criminal with a grudge against Zachary kidnaps the child and holds it for ransom. My review will go up August 4th, but if you want to check it out, you can always follow the link.

The second book is Back from Chaos, by Yvonne Hertzberger. Back from Chaos is the first book of the Earth’s Pendulum Trilogy, which follows Klast, a loner whose destiny it is to heal Earth’s wounds and restore balance to the planet. I will post my review on August 18th.

Now, on with the show. I took a spontaneous trip to the DFW area last weekend to visit my best friend, Amy. Not much happened on the trip, though I did find myself trying to herd an alpaca off the highway last Friday. That was an interesting experience, and a topic for another time.

A fear of heights is illogical. A fear
of falling, on the other hand, is prudent and evolutionary.
~Dr. Sheldon Cooper – The Big Bang Theory~

Me and Amy posing for a cheesy souvenir photo. Photo by cheesy souvenir photo taker.

Me and Amy posing for a cheesy souvenir photo. Photo by cheesy souvenir photo taker.

What really made the trip interesting for me had to be the trip to Reunion Tower in downtown Dallas. The tower stands tall at 561 ft, and was completed in 1978. Dealey Plaza, the site of the Kennedy assassination is about 1000 feet away. Reunion Tower boasts two restaurants, Cloud Nine Café, and Fifty Six, an award-winning fine dining restaurant opened by celebrity chef, Wolfgang Puck.

Did I mention it’s 561 fear-enducing feet tall?

I have a fear of heights. As with most phobias, I know the fear is not logical, but the knowing in no way mitigates the fear. On the drive to the tower, I could feel myself becoming overwhelmed by anxiety. Once we arrived, I balked and I wanted flee the scene. Amy assured me that if I didn’t want to go through with it, I wouldn’t have to. Knowing I was in control allowed me to continue.

The reason for my trepidation is simple. Back when I was in high school, I went on a band trip to San Antonio. While there, we visited the 750-foot-tall Tower of the Americas. I entered the elevator and rode to the top, blissfully unaware of how I would react once we reached the top.

Me and Amy after arriving to Reunion Tower, to meet my doom. Spoiler alert, I survived.

Me and Amy after arriving to Reunion Tower, to meet my doom. Spoiler alert, I survived.

Well, not quite unaware. As we ascended, my panic seemed to rise with the elevation, and when the doors opened, I found myself almost immobilized with fear. I somehow managed to step out of the elevator. I don’t remember much of the experience  other than having to endure the stomach-churning anxiety and the cruel taunts from the other band kids. Never before had I been as happy to be on solid earth.

Fast-forward over twenty years, and the memory of that day come flooding back. I steeled myself against the inevitable desire to flee. I knew I would have to face my fear. If I were to have left at that point, yes I would have felt immediately better, but I would have reinforced my fear. No, I had to immerse myself completely.

After enduring more cruel taunts from the bitch at the ticket desk – which makes me wonder why do people think making light of someone’s phobia is funny? – we joined the line to the elevator. Soon enough we were on our way to the top. In a way, those 68 seconds seemed to last an eternity, but the steady stream of trivia delivered by the elevator operator helped focus my mind on something other than my anxiety.


Posing calmly for a photo on the outside balcony of Reunion Tower. Only over 400 feet above Dallas. No worries. Photo by Amy.

With a calming breath, I walked off the elevator, determined not to let my fear get the best of me. I felt the familiar waves of anxiety, dizziness, shortness of breath, but I refused to succumb to the panic. When Amy suggested I take a seat, I kept walking, stubbornly refusing to lose the battle. Soon, I began walking around the floor, looking out the windows. After a few minutes acclimatizing to the height, I opened the door stepped into the open air of the balcony, where I stood briefly at the edge to have this photo taken before retreating to the relative safety of the inside wall.

After returning to the inside of the observation deck, I played around with the interactive screens, watched a ten minute video of the JFK assassination as told by the last surviving member of the Secret Service detail to have ridden in the presidential limo that fateful day. Then it was time to go down. We spent about thirty minutes at the top, but again it felt like an eternity.

Is this the face of a scaredy cat? Um...yes. Yes it is. Behind me is the inside wall of the observation deck of Reunion Tower. Photo by Amy.

Is this the face of a scaredy cat? Um…yes. Yes it is. Behind me is the inside wall of the observation deck of Reunion Tower. Photo by Amy.

The ride down was excruciatingly long. The operator first went up one floor to the café level, then back down to the floor below, before taking the 68-second journey to the ground floor. At one point, I squeezed Amy’s shoulder out of fright, possibly leaving her bruised. (Sorry, Amy!)

But I survived. The ordeal turned out not to be as bad as I had expected. I did experience nausea, light-headedness, and other unpleasant feelings, but I also had a fantastic view of downtown Dallas at night which I enjoyed. I faced my fear, and though I’m in no way over it, I didn’t let it hold me back! I’m also in no hurry to repeat the experience.

Once on the ground, we visited the gift shop, stopped at the Starbucks for a drink, and I was forced to pose for more photos. I hate taking pictures. I’m so not photogenic! I let my nerves calm down before walking back to the car and riding around downtown Dallas, then heading back to the house and a good nights sleep. I survived.


My reward, a hot cappuccino to calm my frayed nerves. Reunion Tower is lighted up behind me. Photo by Amy

Looking for books to review

Happy Saturday everyone! It’s a dreary morning in the DFW area, though I’m not complaining. There’s a cool breeze, and the sun is not burning everything in sight. In short, it’s a perfect day to lounge around and relax.

At the moment, I’m at the Wolfe City Library where my friend is working. She volunteers one Saturday a month to give the residents of her hometown a place to go to read, use the public computers, and get out of the dreary weather. Since I came to visit her this weekend, I tagged along. If only I had something to read….

Which brings up the reason I’m writing. I’m looking for something to review and I’m hoping for suggestions. Preferably, I’m looking for self-published works of fiction, or those from smaller, independent publishers. If you have something that you want reviewed, let me know. You can email me at

You can read my previous reviews at

On Holiday

The powers that be at my place of employment have seen fit to cut my hours this week. Sure, I was super pissed, but I figured that I could really use the time to get away. So I’m taking advantage of the time to get away and visit my friend, far away from the shambles that is my job.

I have a three-day weekend, and I have to say that I’ve been super relaxed so far. Sometimes a change of scenery is what is called for. I seem to be repeating myself. I’ll probably be useless the rest of the weekend, and probably for the rest of the post, so I’ll give it a rest and get off for now. Have a great weekend all!

My day

What a day! The time is 10:32 p.m. as I begin to write this, and I’m just now becoming coherent. It was a long day, waking up at 4:00 in the morning so I could make it to work. Why is it when I have to wake up that early, my body and my brain conspire against me and decide not to let me sleep? By the time I made it home, a little after 4:00 this afternoon, I had time for a quick snack, then I crashed. I didn’t wake up until 8:30.

Now that I’m awake, and I will be until God knows when, I guess I should try to do something a little productive. I posted my last review for The Ship, which I published last week, on Amazon and Goodreads. At least I got something accomplished. Now I need a new book to read.

I had been approached to do another review, but I’m still waiting to get a copy of the book. I’ve been waiting a month now. If I don’t get it, I’ll find another book next week. There are always authors wanting to get their books read and peer-reviewed, so that won’t be an issue. I’ve found several authors on Goodreads looking for reviewers. Maybe I’ll dedicate some time tomorrow to find someone new.

It’s getting late. I should try to work on my NaNoWriMo short story. I haven’t touched that in a week. Yikes! I need to get back to it. I seem to allow everything else in my life distract me from writing. I hope it gets better soon. If it continues to rain tomorrow, I should have not problem sitting down and typing out a decent word count for a change. I need to do that tonight.

Have a great night, and if you have a book in need of a reviewer, please don’t hesitate to contact me. My email is Catchy email, isn’t it? Hope to hear from you and good night!