Romance Book Scene: Romance Book Review: Pet Me

Romance Book Scene: Romance Book Review: Pet Me

All proceeds from the sale of this book go to the memorial fund for Lara Punches. Those funds go to helping others achieve - consider paying it foward and giving yourself good ju-ju

Jasmine Jade Enterprises - Pet Me

Jasmine Jade Enterprises - Pet Me

Why you should consider buying Pet Me....all proceeds go directly to a fund set up in memory of Lara Punches - a young woman who died too soon but did so much good while she was alive. So, consider buying it for her

Say it with flowers…

I bought myself some flowers today. Daisies. Why? I like daisies. They’re simple and beautiful. Why did I buy them? Two reasons. One – I’ve learned a lot from another person that has changed my way of thinking and I am grateful to them. Two – after a lot of crapaciousness those flowers remind me I’m still standing baby. Knock me down? I don’t think so….

Tell it like it is and accept nothing less.



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Dear Maverick...

Dear Maverick...

Thank you for being the one sane albeit lawless voice in a world of nitwits and fools. You know how I feel so let’s not get soppy. You can tell me to ‘shut up’ anytime, Maverick.



And this from my solicitor…I added the bit about the 'undead' as I feel they need to be acknowledged…

Legal Notice…on the blog…

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It is absolutely your right and duty of care to your own mental health not to read this blog. If you do read and continue to read the Amarinda Jones blog you do it at your own risk.

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They’re feral Beryl…

Ever felt as welcome as the clap? That’s how I felt yesterday when I walked into an office. I could not wait to leave. There was bad ju-ju in the air and just being there infected my mood. I now understand completely why everyone is so cranky in that office. It’s not tight knicker elastic as I suspected it might be. It’s mass discontent feeding upon itself. It’s feral Beryl. I got back to the Casino where I’m staying and immediately got changed and threw myself into the pool to break whatever horrible bad ju-ju had infected me. I have to go back there today. I’m a never say die girl.

But Townsville is a beaut city and if you’re contemplating a trip down under then consider putting this tropical city of your agenda.

Amarinda…on the road...

I’m off to annoy the natives….

…in one of the northern offices today. I’m going to Townsville – Far North Queensland – FNQ to Aussies as it’s easier to say – for two days. Townsville is about 2 hours away by plane from Brizzie and it’s a tropical city bordered by rainforest and the Reef…Barrier that is. I’m staying at the Casino there – see the pool? That’s where I plan to be outside work hours…me and a margarita or seven.

While I talk to my northern colleagues all the time on the phone, it will be good to meet them. It also gives them a chance to talk to me about stuff I do – face to face – with no holds barred. I like that and management should get out and about and be accessible. I plan to annoy the folks in the Cairns office soon.

I’m taking the credit management road show up there. It’s not a popular program. I don’t think Hollywood would ever make it into a movie. I have a powerpoint presentation and flow charts someone made up for me. Puke – flow charts. What insane mind came up with them? I only have them in case a flow chart devotee begs to see them in order to understand something – otherwise they’re not coming out and will be eventually be filed under ‘b’ for bin. The powerpoint presentation? Well, I was just going to go up there and give my usual rambling, informal style talk about debt and stuff. But, some efficient soul put all my haphazard notes into a powerpoint presentation to make me look more professional and not the half arsed chatter that I am. Good luck with that I say.

So – here I come Townsville…you can run but you can’t hide.

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Because you can…

I’ve been chatting to an aspiring writer via email. She has been subbing her work to various publishers with no definitive response back yet. She’s frustrated. I understand. I really do.

To be a writer….

- you must persevere. Often times it’s a business that makes no bloody sense at all. If you can laugh in the face of stupidity, jealousy and total incompetence, then you’ll do fine.

- Suckability factor – Develop a thick skin. Someone or many someones will tell you that you suck. Maybe you do. Maybe they’re just wankers. The thing is if you believe you can succeed in this writing lark then just forge on. Suckability only applies if you can be wounded by it.

- Lastly, and I have said this many times before, to the annoyance of some dedicated writers – fancy me being annoying – anyone can write. Yeah, they can. It doesn’t require some mystical ability or zen like sensibility. If a writer tells you that then she/he is worried about newbies on the market. If you have a story in your mind and you can put two fingers on a keyboard, you’re a writer. It’s that simple. If you have the ability to sit for hours, eyes drying, numb in arse and eating stuff you shouldn’t then you’re a writer.

To anyone who is waiting for a response to a submission – hang in there. It will happen.

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