Ah, fame is fleeting

Now that the April 29 issue of Woman's World is off the shelves, my time in the spotlight is gone also. Sigh. This is why I have four other submissions into the magazine. My ideas seem to come in waves, so it may be months before I have more inspiration.

In the meantime, I've taken a look at the number of photo albums squeezed onto sagging shelves and I've bought a photo scanner, not necessarily to replace all the old prints but to back them up. My printer will scan, but it's slow and a tad temperamental, so I've managed an end-run on it and purchased a new member of the tech family. So far, I've scanned one photo. It was quick and even showed the dust on the photo!

Someone needs to dust her photos!

This is an Epson Perfection V500 Photo scanner. It will correct the colors in old photos. Hopefully, this will work well because we have some old color photos with major issues. It also came with Photoshop Elements 9 and I've ordered a book to learn the basics before I plunge into that.

We have over 40 albums stuffed to the limits of their bindings. After reviewing and scanning through a couple of them, I may be inspired to write. And write. And write.

Inspiration comes in many forms.

On newsstands now!

The April 29th issue of Woman's World magazine hit the newsstands today and on page 42 is--me!

Well, my short romance entitled "Time for Love." That was not the original title, but it fits quite nicely. No complaints!

Buy and read--plus the chicken recipes look great!

From the mouths of babes

Charming--and quite telling--story told me this morning by a good friend:

My friend took her little granddaughter, age 6 or so, into a Starbucks. Darling had never been in one before and asked, very loudly, "What IS this place?"

My friend explained it was a coffee shop and didn't she want a cake ball? That was easily agreed upon and they sat down to enjoy. Around them were students working on their laptops and phones and my friend explained about free wifi and doing homework away from school.

Later--and here I can't remember the details, was it at Starbucks or around the dinner table--the granddaughter declared that all the people concentrating on their laptops and not on each other, was just like home!

Ouch! A lesson for us all.