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#Long&ShortReviews #wednesdaybloggingchallenge 5.15.19

Today’s blogging prompt from Long and Short Reviews couldn’t be any more perfect for me if they’d ask me to come up with a topic all by myself! What are your Favorite TV shows and why, is what we’ll discuss today.

Let me get this out of the way right now: I don’t watch  a lot of commercial television. I’m not a GoT fanatic, have never seen This is Us, never checked into Gray’s Anatomy hospital and couldn’t possibly care less about any Gotham villains.

I do happen to have a great love of old tv shows from the 50s-80s. plus anyone who knows me knows I love reality television and BRAVO

So, It was a big field to pull from, but I figured I’d start out with the new stuff and then give an overview of the old. In no real order, here are my favs:

The Real Housewives of Beverly Hill, NY, and New Jersey. Why, you ask, would I want to waste an hour each week with women who appear as vapid, obnoxious, and stupid as these women you ask? The answer’s simple: for all their success, money, and fame, there lives really do suck, which makes my humdrum, boring life seem sosososo much better. Is that petty? If so, oh well.

  

The Blacklist, simply because of James Spader. I mean, come on! JAMES SPADER!

Killing Eve. My new addiction. This show is crafted and written so perfectly, I swear a forensic psychologist wrote it! The inner workings of the minds of Villanelle and Eve are labyrynths of chaos, intelligence, and evil. This show is so much fun to watch!

NCIS, simply  because of Mark Harmon. At 60+ he’s still my vote for sexiest man alive ( People magazine agrees!)

Now for the oldies.

Secret Agent Man. The only show I know of that ever got made because of a theme song. Cool, sophisticated, and sleek, this show was only on for a year or so, but it was a goodie. And SAM is my favorite song of all time.

The Man from U.N.C.L.E. Ilya Kuriakian, aka David McCallum, was such a hottie when I was 8 years old! He still is at 70+ ( See NCIS!)

I Love Lucy. Because…Lucy. First, last and always, Lucy!

 

So, those are just some of my favs. Let’s see what some other authors in this challenge like to watch: L&SR

 

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A question of Humanity

I promise that this isn’t going to be an enraged rant. (Just wanted to get that out of the way.)

Now.

Many of you who follow me on facebook know this past Saturday I was at my local gym (Initials of which are PF – you figure it out!) and I had an accident. The gym was packed because it was a Saturday morning and folks who don’t get a chance to come during the weekdays were all there. I was walking on the treadmill at a slow pace of 3.0 mph when my foot slipped and I fell backward. Now, like every single other patron of this gym I didn’t have that automatic STOP  link attached to me – the one you clip on your shirt so that if something happens the machine automatically stops. Because of that, when I fell, the machine….didn’t stop. I fell to my knees and reached out for the handrails to try and support myself and pull myself up, but because the machine didn’t stop my body kept on moving backwards and I couldn’t support my weight, so my arms fell from the handrails, wrenching my left arm seriously, and the machine basically spit me out of its back and landed me flat on my stomach.

Yeah, I know… A Peggy-Lucy moment if ever there was one.

But…

There I was on my big belly, flat out in view of the entire gym including the staff at the front desk and there were three people all lined up next to me on their own treadmills. Do you think anyone stopped what they were doing to help me? To ask if I was okay? Heck, to even laugh in embarrassment for me?

Nope. Not one person – nada, niente, zilch- lifted a hand to assist me. They all saw me fall because I made eye contact with them while I was on the ground. But not one person stopped what they were doing to give me aid.

Who does that? Or in this case, doesn’t? Who doesn’t see someone sprawled on the ground, obviously just suffering a fall or accident and doesn’t even ask, much less off to help, if you’re okay?

When did we turn into a society who doesn’t give a flying fart about one another? Seriously, when did this happen?

My husband was on the other side of the gym, hidden from view, so he didn’t even know about the fall until I told him, so he gets a pass because if he’d seen it he would have been Jonny on the spot to help.

Now before you ask, there was a mix of age groups in the gym that day. Some younger than me, some my age, some older. I would have at least expected the older folks, who were raised with manners, to offer some help, but even they didn’t.

I was raised to hold doors open for the people behind me; I was raised to say please and thank you and excuse me when speaking to others; I was raised to offer my seat on subways and busses to pregnant women, elderly people, and anyone with a disability.

I was raised right.

Apparently, people aren’t raised right anymore. What is this world going to turn into in the future if we can’t even ask if someone who’s injured is okay? If we don’t even have it in us to offer sympathy or aid? Just what the heck kind of society are we turning into???

I guess I should be happy no one did the most common thing of all these days and film my fall and the aftermath with their attached-to-their-bodies-at-all-times phone/cameras and then post it to Youtube and every other social media outlet.

So thankful for small favors ( sarcasm inserted.)

Today I have a doctor’s appointment to see if I tore my bicep muscle in my left arm. The past two days have been agony and I can’t lift or move my arm without wanting to pass out from the pain.

I wonder if anyone in the doctor’s office will hold a door open for me?

~peg

 

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I #write words, but I see images; #Pinterest

Strange blog title, I know. It  kinda reminds me of “I see dead people.LOL But there’s a reason behind it, so let me ‘esplain it to, Lucy.

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I’m a very visual person. I’m one of those people who sometimes think their dreams are real and have actually happened because they are so vivid and fully detailed. (I’m sure a psychiatrist would have a field day with that statement, but I digress.)

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I was actually that (weird) kid who enjoyed going to art museums. I could spend hours – and did – strolling along hallways and chambers chock full of art from every time period, decade, and century. The colors, the way light was used, or the absence of it; the way the artist positioned a hand in a portrait, or the background in a scene. Just looking at those beautiful portrayals and representations of life was awe-inspiring for me. And got my creative storytelling mind revving.

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Images help my writing in ways that are too numerous to describe. Suffice it to say, I see a book in my head before I ever type a word into my laptop. If I wrote science fiction my world-building would the size of a dictionary before I ever got to the plot. So, because I’m such a visual person,  I love PINTEREST. 

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Really, what did we ever do before Pinterest? I do remember saving fashion magazines for months on end when I was working on a story just so I could troll through the pages to find perfect depictions and portraits for my characters and settings. Other than that, I had no place to search.

Pinterest is to a visual person what words are to writers. Both are necessary for creativity to blossom and grow. And you can find anything on Pinterest. Anything.

I use it as a shorthand form of a storyboard for each of my books. Seeing what my hero and heroine, plus the ancillary characters look like, helps me describe them better in the story. I usually have several pictures of my h/h in various setting and with different expressions, just so I can write them vividly enough that you can see them clearly in your reading mind. I do the same thing with settings, buildings, even rooms.

Check out my newest board, Rick and Abby. I’m currently adding to it daily, so it’ll get filled up fairly soon, but I’ve got a good idea of Rick ( boy do I!) and I’m working on Abby. This is a wonderful way for me to make my characters come to life in my mind and on the page. Again, a shrink would go to town with that last statement, but you know what I mean.

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If you don’t know Pinterest, you should. Especially if you’re a writer.

‘Nuff said. Gotta go pinning….

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Where ideas for stories REALLY come from!!

I need to share a recent  Facebook page status  with you all as a preface to today’s blog:

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“Okay, so remember the other day when I told you about almost passing out at the gym because I hadn’t eaten anything before going? Well, here’s today’s Planet Fitness nightmare.

I’m on the treadmill, my iPod blasting in my ears and a really fast tune comes on, so I jack up the treadmill speed to match the beat of the music. Now I’m going fast and loving it. Then I remember that I should be moving my arms to the music as well so that I get a full body workout, so I start to pump my fists to the beat and I am in heaven. Well…

All of a sudden my fist connects with the earpiece string and – like a karate chop because I’m pumping my arms – I swipe it, the iPod jumps off the treadmill ledge, disconnects from the ear piece and hits the guy on the treadmill next to mine square in the center of his chest, and bounces. And I mean bounces. The universe couldn’t have seen fit to put some overweight out of shape slob like me next to me. No. I had to have Captain America next to me, all toned, and tan and hard bodied.

So, the iPod bounces of his substantially ripped chest and flies forward to land under the treadmill in front of his that has a girl running at a marathon rate on it.

So now I’ve not only maimed the guy next to me, but I have to ask the girl running like her life depended on it to stop so I can retrieve my iPod from under her machine.

I think this is the universe’s way of telling me I shouldn’t be going to the gym so I’m going to take a nap now. I just wanted to give you that I Love Lucy update before I lie down.”

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I garnered sososososo many comments from people telling me that this is the way my hero and heroine should meet in my next book that I’ve finally relinquished and am going to write it.

So, the title of today’s blog – Where ideas for stories really come from!!  – yeah, everyday life, people. Everyday life.

I have now answered that question for the last time EVAH!!!!

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