Monday, September 28, 2009
I was at my last job for 10 years. TEN years. A decade of my life. I had great pay, hours, benefits... I was all right. Five years ago the company was bought by another and things started going downhill. This new company didn't give a damn about its people, but I stayed because it was MY job. I'd put in my time to get the extra perks like longer vacation, etc. and I wasn't walking away just because the job was harder and the people were... well, would demons be too harsh?
I stayed. I did my job. While other people manipulated the system to get paid sick time off (and would come back to work bragging about how they'd done it because wasn't anything wrong with them) I'd go in to work and do my job.
While I suffered anxiety attacks after my father's death and constantly had heart palpatations, I went in to work and did my job.
While other people took holidays off, I went in and did my job.
While other people cheated to make it appear like they were doing better, I went in and did my job RIGHT without cheating, manipulating, or scamming.
But I got fired. After TEN years. For what? I still haven't figured that out. Supposedly, my stats weren't good enough, but I'd been in the top half of my team, sometimes in the top three all year. So why weren't the people below me fired? Why weren't the people failing their monitorings every month while I was getting passing scores fired before me? Was it because the company figured firing people making X amount of dollars per hour was cost effective?
I guess because I'm one of the good guys and we just can't catch a break.
Why is it that you can go to the unemployment office and hear people talking about how they aren't even looking for a job because they're getting paid to do nothing. They're tired. They deserve a break, etc. Those people are there for their six-week follow-ups. You know why I'm there? I'm still trying to GET unemployment. I was fired at the end of August and haven't gotten a single unemployment check. I signed all the papers, gave all the info, claim every 2 weeks, but I don't get any money. I go down there and talk to the people, sign my name on the dotted line... Still no check.
And I'm putting in applications. I'd like to have a job. You'd think ten years worth of steady employment would help me out, but I can't even get a callback. I go on the government job postings site daily to look for work. There were some great jobs on there I applied for, went in and tested for, and though I got good scores I received an email saying my test scores and info would remain on file through 10/2010 and would be called in for interview as positions became available. Why bother testing people if you're not hiring? Furthermore, why did I just see a posting go up for the same job but this time it states "Must be a current employee of..." That's real good, Kentucky. Hire people who all ready have jobs. Forget the rest of us who have kids to feed and no income.
So what do I do now? Keep writing while I have nothing to do during the day and hope I create a bestseller that will actually pay my bills? Keep hoping to hit the lottery? I won't win. I allready know because if I won the Powerball and had millions of dollars I'd give away 90% of it to charity. So I won't win. It'll go to someone who'll spend it on breast implants, yachts, constant vacation, and drugs.
Because that's the way things work in reality.
But I'll still be "the good guy." I'll still try to do what's right rather than lower myself to the level of a cheat or a thief. I'll give what I can and keep on hoping for the best.
Good guys have to win something sometime. I just can't quit having faith. God's watching over us all. I know He sees what I'm going through. Hopefully I , and the many others going through hard times, will catch a break soon.
Monday, September 21, 2009
I was born 31 years ago today, which means I am officially "in" my thirties. *sigh* Aging seems kinda sucky, but considering the alternative is death, I'm not gonna complain much.
I've had some wonderful moments:
I've got great kids, wonderful pets, a roof over my head and food in my belly. Yup. It's all good. Kinda sucks that I don't have a job and don't make anywhere near enough from writing to support myself, let alone my family, but it'll get better. I have faith God is looking out for me and all who call upon his name so I'm not going to be bitter because I really can't go out and "celebrate" this day as I normally would (eating out at a restaurant and seeing a movie, then downing a cheesecake from The Cheesecake Factory). It's a celebration because I'm here with my kids and my animals and my books and my faith it's all gonna work out.
In the overall scheme of things, birthdays are not important.
I've got my family and my health.
I'm doing good.
Thank you God. For everything.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Showdown In Southfork by Celia Yeary is the latest addition to the Wayback Texas series published by The Wild Rose Press, and carries on the tradition of being a damn good story full of good cowboy lovin'.
Marla Ellington inherits an abandoned town on ranchland near Wayback, Texas. When she arrives to claim her property, and finds Cody Matheson sitting on the porch of the dilapidated honky-tonk, her temper flares hotter than her pistol. Anger blazing, she settles in for a showdown.
Cody’s only goal for the week is to win the bull-riding event at the Saturday night rodeo. But when Marla receives an anonymous threat that forces her to leave town, Cody finds himself smack-dab in the middle of a mystery. ’Course, catching a criminal and lasting eight seconds on a bull are easy compared to winning the love of the feisty, strawberry-blonde beauty who wants nothing to do with him. Now it's his turn for a showdown.
The interactions between Cody, a rich and mysterious cowboy with a mischievously good sense of humor, and Marla, a little firecracker from the city, provide plenty of fun in this 98-page e-book.
I love that scene.
"I saw mice droppings over here when I arrived."
"Mice?" she squeaked.
"Yeah, I guess they come out over here."
"Noooo," she said with her hands on her cheeks. "Is that the truth?"
"Seems likely to me. That’s why I sleep back over there." He motioned with his head.
"Then, where am I going to sleep?"
Cody looked behind her, and said, "Whoa! One just popped his little head out that hole."
Goosebumps popped up on Marla’s arms and down her back. In one motion, she squealed, "Eeek!" sounding just like one of the mice again, turned, and slammed into Cody. He stood his ground while she literally climbed up his body, grasping his shirt, wrapping her legs around his hips, and moving on up to clasp her arms around his neck.
After only a few moments, she noticed he had not moved, except to lock his arms around her bottom and boost her a little higher. Leaning back, she looked into his face. He grinned like a Cheshire cat, or the one that got the cream.
The man was dangerous.
"I’ll get down now," she said, pursing her lips and looking away.
"Well…you’re gonna have to let go of my neck."
When she did, he held her close, allowing her to slide slowly down his body. When she stood toe-to-toe with him, she made the biggest mistake of her life. She looked up into his eyes.
"You sure are a little thing," he whispered.
"You’re short and compact," he said low and sexy.
"I’m…will you stop it?"
"Haven’t done anything, yet."
If you haven't yet, go to http://www.thewildrosepress.com/ and buy ALL the books in this series. You won't regret it.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
My future husband, Dean Winchester, and his little brother are back to stop the apocolypse!
9 P.M. Eastern, the CW network. Be there.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Tonight I happened to pull up AllRomanceEbooks.com and saw something very familiar...
Look familiar to you?
Mine was first(Maybe. Maybe not. There could be other e-books with this couple pasted on the front). ( - ; (Actually, it makes me wonder how many other places my "characters" are posted...) It happens. I'm amazed I actually saw it.