How a Cuties Clementine made me laugh

It was a normal Wednesday David was already out the door, I was sitting eating some food with my coffee. I won’t call it breakfast, since it was leftovers from dinner the other night. (I’m not a huge fan of breakfast foods, at least not first thing in the day.) After my turkey sausage and mac n cheese I grabbed a cuties clementine.

Well as the box says they as supposed to be seedless. Well this one was far from seedless. At first I was annoyed at the seeds, then it soon became so ridiculous I was laughing. I snapped this photo and tweeted it out to @cutiescitrus. I never expected a response.

Well shortly after I tweeted it, the company responded. I was shocked, fewer companies seem to know the meaning of customer service, let alone how to give a timely response. Not only did they explain this seedy exception, they asked me to send them my address so they could send me a coupon for more cuties. First thanks Cuties, I love these things, other brands just aren’t the same.

Thanks also for restoring my faith in companies, I’ve had a few bad experiences of late and things always seem to be worse around the holidays.

Now where did I put my mug time for more coffee. Oh and for you fans who come here for my writing here’s an excerpt. (Jaye is on the phone)

“Go for Jaye. Are you safe?” she stated, she sat listening as she squeezed a tennis ball in her left hand.

“I found Ulceridge’s body, and you’re not going to like it. It doesn’t appear he was interrogated, but you really wont like the cause of death.” Said the clipped tone of the man on the other end of the line. “He was poisoned, it looks like VX the nerve agent, the final results wont be in for a few hours, but the lab is already on it.

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My absence….

First I must apologize to my readers. I am sorry for my long absence in blogging. While many things have been going on they have not been suitable for blogging. I don’t like blogging about other peoples issues I have been busy with a large number of things, just when they were calming down the Jewish High Holidays arrived. The arrival of the holidays extended my absence.

That being said the novel is progressing though it is going a bit slower than I would like. As a reward here is an excerpt from the thriller ….

With her Sig drawn and an extra clip in her back pocket, she got out of the car and cautiously entered the bar. Seeing no sign of the old men or anyone else, she began to search the entire building. Dread built in the pit of her stomach. Was she too late? There was evidence of bullets and shotgun blasts marking all of the walls. Broken glass mixed with booze crunched under her feet as she searched. Finding nothing on the lower floor, she headed cautiously up the stairs.

Upon reaching the apartment on the upper level of the bar, she encountered a locked door. Just as she was about to knock, she heard the distinct sound of a shotgun being cocked.

Well that’s it for now. I will write again soon.

8 sentence excerpt from my WIP

I’m glad I didn’t miss the linky list for Weekend Writing warriors this week. (I did last week. For those of you who missed my excerpt about the radio click here.)

Upon reaching the apartment on the upper level of the bar, she encountered a locked door. Just as she was about to knock, she heard the distinct sound of a shotgun being cocked.

“Stop!” yelled Kate “It’s Claire. I brought a friend. We have come to get you out of here.”

“We thought you were those fools returning,” said Paul.

“We need to talk, but not here. It’s too dangerous,” stated Kate.

“Okay,” Paul said. “We will go with you, but we have to take Sam.”

“Sam,” repeated Kate with a puzzled look. Just then a large cat wandered into the room and started sniffing Kate’s shoes.

“That’s Sam,” explained Paul.

“Okay. Sam can join us. Just hurry. I overheard them planning to come back.”

Kate, hearing three blasts of a horn, scooped up the cat and said, “We must go now!”

Stuck at a cross roads

I am sitting here doing some writing sessions with a fellow writer. What is a writing session, well we set a time frame and each work on our own projects. My usual writing partner is not even on the same continent as I am but we get a lot done when we work together. Since I am stuck I decided to take a break from the novel and post a few lines from it. Yes these lines are a bit out of context but…. I can’t give the whole story away now can I.

Chapter 1 (this is actually the opening line)

Kate struggles against the duct tape that binds her hands behind her back, and she wonders if three years of serving her country may come to an end right here.

Chapter 2

…. After a wonderful breakfast they walk the hallowed halls of the Vatican until they reach Dominic’s office. Dominic’s office is in an area off limits to tourists…..

Well that’s all for now.

What does the Vatican have to do with this? If that’s your question this is not a take off on any other books, it’s a meeting point, more than that I won’t say.

The 2 biggest questions on my mind are:

Are we out of coffee (that’s a crime in this house)

How do I get rid of my writers block type issue?