Sunday, 25 September 2016

STANZA SUNDAY: NaNo Planning

The Municipal Liaison for
The Toronto region of NaNoWriMo 
Is having an open discussion
About possible events this November.

We are discussing various 
Social activities to occur 
During the month
Along with our different write-ins.

Some are very popular
And, we intend to keep them in our rotation 
Others with lower turnouts
We are thinking of scrapping.

I have to admit I am envious
Of all of the fun things that are being planned 
For there is no guarantee I will
Be here come the eleventh month.

I hope there will be

A good group where I am moving to 
But, there will never be replacing 
My colleagues in TONaNo.

Wednesday, 21 September 2016

With the First Pick in 2018, CeldoMelley.com Selects...

Ever since I participated in my first two author signings in 2015, my readers have been wondering when I will do another author signing. Alas, 2016 has been a wash due to the huge adjustment in moving to Florida, and settling into my new life as a married and employed man. However, while 2017 is still wide open, I am pleased to announce I have signed onto my first (and maybe only) author signing in 2018.

On the weekend of September 7-8, 2018, yours truly will be appearing at the inaugural Show Me Your Books author event/convention being held in downtown Kansas City, Missouri. The event is slated to take place at the Downtown Kansas City Marriott on the above dates, and VIP Tickets are available now.

What does the VIP tickets contain, you might ask? Check it out:

Breakfast Saturday morning,
An extra hour at the signing,
Five raffle tickets (to enter various raffle baskets being offered),
Admission to Saturday night dinner, and
A Welcome Bag stuffed with author swag and books.

There is one catch to ordering the VIP Ticket, and that is, you MUST stay at the Host Hotel for at least the Friday and Saturday nights of the event.

However, if you want to attend the event, and not stay at the Host Hotel, tickets to the 3-hour author signing only portion are absolutely FREE.

So, if my readers are interested in seeing myself, and a bunch of other authors in an intimate setting without all the drama and cover models, feel free to click on the event link below:

https://www.eventbrite.com/e/show-me-your-books-2018-tickets-27911764840

(P.S. If you're an author who wants to participate in the event, there are still spots available, and you can reserve your spot at the above link, as well.)

Hope to see you in Kansas City in September 2018. Maybe we can enjoy some KC BBQ together. (Even if they say it's only the sauce that makes it special.)

Sunday, 18 September 2016

STANZA SUNDAY: The Ex from The Forest

She wouldn’t admit it
Yet, she enjoyed my company
Her heart was as cold
As the Iced Capps she enjoyed.

I should have known
It wasn’t going to last
Her dog wouldn’t accept me
That was a definite sign.

She kvetched about her sister
Always being a pain
But, because she couldn’t say the words
I was the one who ended up hurt.

Her heart bled blue and white
A rival in my book
For I support the red and black
White and Gold mixed in.

It wasn’t going to work from the start
I was blind at first
But, my sight became clear

When she couldn’t utter those three words.

Wednesday, 14 September 2016

Work-in-Progress Wednesday: The Prairie Fire Rekindled - Chuck Has a Secret

For the past three years, I've been working on and off towards completing the long-awaited sequel to The Prairie Fire Within. At the current juncture, I have 40,000 words written on it, and I'm hoping to have it available for an early 2017 release. The follow up to the inaugural tale of Amanda Bellamy and her staff takes a look at the relationship of Amanda's best friend and employee, Ashley Washburn, and her new love, Chuck MacDonald. However, Chuck has a former flame who bothers not only him, but the crew at Amanda's farm. Here, the gang learns of Chuck's ex-love, and it's a revelation they were not anticipating.

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The five co-workers continued to debate the situation when they heard Chuck come down the stairs. They quieted down, and attempted to act nonchalant. The guest picked up on everyone’s odd behavior in an instant.

“Is there something wrong?” he asked

“You left your phone on the table,” Ashley said, “and a new text message came in.”

“And, I’m guessing you all were wondering who it was from, right?”

“It did pique our curiosity,” Cecil admitted, “but we respected your privacy, and didn’t check it for you.”

“Thank you for your honesty, Cecil.”

“We didn’t want to lose your trust, Chuck,” Kevin said. “But, you can’t blame us for wondering who it might be from.”

“What do you mean?”

Ashley said, “These two seem to think the text might be from your old gal pal trying to stir up trouble while you’re out on your dinner date.”

Chuck sighed in exasperation. “Is that what you all think?”

Amanda attempted to defuse the situation. “Not at all, we thought it might have been a relative or friend who was curious to see how things are going.”

Chuck rubbed his eyes. “Look, I know the whole ‘being in contact with my ex’ is a sore spot in everyone’s craw, but I assure you all, she is just a friend now; nothing more, and nothing less.”

Hank said, “We’re sorry, Chuck. It’s just we don’t really know who this woman is. We know she exists, but we haven’t gotten a description of her personality or what she looks like, save for what you’ve told Ashley. Heck, we don’t even know what her name is.”

Chuck took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down. He hadn’t told Ashley everything about his former love except for the fact she didn’t love him the same way he loved her. It was a painful relationship he had with her, and he came to the realization the only way he could further his recovery is to tell them more about the woman who had broken his heart.

“I suppose you’re right. I haven’t been up front with you all about her. I didn’t think I could feel comfortable about talk about someone in my past when I’m trying to start something new.”

“Sometimes to move on you have to acknowledge what has already happened,” Amanda said.

“I’m beginning to realize that, and I feel comfortable enough to tell you all who she is… or was.”

“So, who is she?” Kevin asked.

Chuck struggled to find the right words to use. “I’m afraid it’s someone you all know very well. She’s Amanda’s cousin, Rebecca Brimley.”

No one said a word, as all of the co-workers’ jaws dropped in shock.

Sunday, 11 September 2016

STANZA SUNDAY: My Favorite Feline


Her hair is dark
Like the skies at night
But her eyes sparkle when she looks at me
Stars within the twilight

Her smile lights up the room
And sends my heart a flutter
No woman can do this
She is like no other.

The only regret
Is she is so far away
But, we vowed to be loyal to one another
Our eyes will never go astray.

I dream of her when I sleep
Hoping for that day to come
When I can call her my wife
And together, we will be one.

I know the day is nigh
When we both will walk that aisle
And, our happiness with come alive
We’ve been waiting a long while.

I love you, my Cat
You mean the world to me
I just hate when we’re apart
  But together, we shall be.

Sunday, 4 September 2016

STANZA SUNDAY: Logging-in From Afar

One relief I have about the Internet
Is it allows me the opportunity
To converse with a few of my friends
From my old home base.

There is an online chatroom
Some of them frequent
Discussing their lives and their craft
In the off-season from the insanity.

The activity in there has slowed
Since November has come and gone
But, a handful of regulars still appear
To hang out and talk.

They still have weekly get-togethers
On Friday nights at a coffee shop
I used to attend sporadically
For fun and shenanigans.

I miss such merriment
As I am many miles away
The chatroom is my only outlet
To my comrades back in Canada.

Friday, 2 September 2016

Here I Am, Rockin' Through A Hurricane

I'll be the first to admit I had my concerns when I first emigrated from my former Toronto home to the sunny climate of Florida. One of them, I had experienced over the past couple of days.

For those who haven't been following the news from my corner of the globe (And, considering the U.S. is gearing up for it's once-every-four years Presidential election, I can't say I blame you for tuning it out, considering the candidates we have running this year. Oy!), the Gulf Coast of Florida has been battered by Hurricane Hermine. While most of the storm's damage has been to counties north of where I reside, the wind and rain has been intense. Since yesterday, the county where I live has been in flood warning/watch until Monday night.

But, despite all of this, my wife and I, along with our two dogs, are alright. Our workplace had shut down on Thursday and today (Friday) due to the storm. So, while I'm not proud of the circumstances behind it, my wife and I are relishing the fact Hermine has given us, in essence, a 5-day long weekend. (Since this Monday is the Labor Day holiday here in Canada and the U.S.) The only problem is, there are a couple of supplies we're running low on (bread, luncheon meat, and milk for my coffee), and I'm not crazy enough to walk the mile and a half in the storm to the local grocery store and back.

Oh well, at least we have our beer and Keurig. But, for others who are in Hermine's path, please stay safe.