Thursday, March 17, 2011

Happy Birthday Thoughts

Pop in his kilt
March 18 is my birthday.  Pop and I used to share the same birthday and I always thought how unlucky I was to have to share my special day with my dad.  As I gained a little maturity, I began to look forward to birthdays together and having someone to share in the joy of it with me.  This picture of Pop in his kilt is one of the last pictures I ever took of him.  He died suddenly while on vacation in Wilmington, NC when I was 33 years old.  Birthdays haven't been the same for me since he's been gone.  I light  a candle and play our favorite bagpipe tune in remembrance on our birthday before I celebrate with the family.  I miss him some years more than others but I always feel that little part of my birthday is missing, that part where my dad used to be.  Wherever you are, Pop, I hope you're having all the cake icing you want.  It was your favorite part.  I love you.

Monday, March 14, 2011

Saint Patrick's Day


Here it comes, good old Saint Patrick's Day.  I love that this holiday comes the day before my birthday and that I am a Celt.
Supposedly, the Irish are lucky.  I don't know if I believe that so much.  I mean there was that potato famine and then the Irish in America weren't exactly welcomed with open arms. But hey, we adjusted.  You may be thinking that McNeal is not an Irish name and you would be right...it's Scottish, but our clan started in Ireland with Neal of Nine Stones.  Now there's a name for you.  That's stones not stoned, by the way.  He stole his bride from the Scottish Isle of Barra in the Hebrides, Queen Mave, the "fairy queen."  You may have heard of her in Shakespear's Romeo and Juliet.  
But I digress.
I like that Saint Patrick's Day comes before my birthday because it makes me feel just a bit special.  Besides, I can use it to remember  my birthday when my memory starts to fail.  I may not remember my age (on purpose) but I'll remember the date.
Whatever your heritage, I hope that Saint Patrick's Day will make you feel special and that some of that magical Irish luck will be yours.
 

Friday, February 25, 2011

I have a new contract!!



I am so happy.  Harmonica Joe's Reluctant Bride is now under contract to Victory Tales Press, Western Trail Blazer line.  As soon as I get the cover art I'll post it.  It's tentatively to be released in about 90 days.
Tagline: A haunted house, a trunk and a date with destiny.

I'd like to share the blurb with you though so you know what it's about.

Here ya go:

Joseph Wilding left his prosperous Virginia ranch and his grieving father to live in obscurity and guilt over his brother’s death until he marries Lola instead of Callie McGraw, the woman he abhors but whose life he was attempting to save.



Lola discovers a warp in time in an old trunk when she falls into 1882. She finds herself married to Joe, a stranger shadowed by secrets. Mistaken for Callie McGraw, a thief and a woman of ill repute, Lola finds her life is threatened by a scoundrel who believes she stole his money and only Joe stands between her and death.


With danger threatening all around and secrets keeping them apart, can Joe and Lola find their destiny together or will time and circumstance forever divide them?





 

Monday, February 14, 2011

Happy Valentine's Day


Happy Valentine's to each and everyone of you.  Even though I may be a bit of a cynic when it comes to true and lasting love, there are some of you who have, luckily, had that and I hope you know how lucky you are.  For those of you who haven't found your true love, don't give up, my grandmother married for the 3rd time when she was 73 years old--having outlived her first two husbands. 
For some of you who may be without a spouse or significant other, don't forget your loving family or your sweet, loving pets.  And, if all is said and done and you're completely alone, remember to take care of yourself and love yourself.  Give yourself a heart shaped box of chocolates or enjoy a luxurious scented bath. 
If none of that pleases you, buy some cards and visit some lonely, elderly people in nursing homes and show them your love by volunteering your time to them.  To get some love, you might have to give some love.
Have a wonderful day today.

Thursday, February 03, 2011

True Love

Today I'm blogging about True Love at Sarah's Provocative Ponderings over at author, Renee Vincent's place.  I hope you'll come and read what a cynic has to say about love.
Here's the tag: http://pasttheprint.blogspot.com/
Whether you believe in true love or not, I hope you have a very happy Valentines's Day, if not with your true love, then with your family or friends who love you.

Thursday, December 30, 2010

Happy New Year

The New Year is coming and I hope it's a better one for you--and me, too. The hardest part for me is letting go of the old year and all that's attached to it--even the sad things. I seem to want to hang on just a little longer as if letting go would vanquish all the memories. The future is so unknown--kind of scary so it's hard to stand on the threshold of a new year and not feel the trepidation of it and want to stay with what I know. I want to believe that something wonderful is waiting just around the corner.


This year circumstances are going to make it possible to have New Year's Eve with my family. That hasn't happened since we were kids. So we're going to have champagne and snacks while we greet the New Year in.

I hope yours is going to be the best ever.

Sarah

Friday, December 24, 2010

Have A Wonderful Christmas


     Wherever you are, whatever holiday you practice, I hope you keep safe and well.  For me, it's the big family Christmas Brunch.  I've been cooking since yesterday and look forward to having the time with family to share  our time together exchanging stories of past Christmases before we lost anyone from our midst, before Christmas brought with it  feelings of loss.  We'll evoke memories that make us laugh or give us pause and eat until we burst.  
     When everyone has gone their separate way, and the house grows silent once again, I'll think about the New Year and make a wish that it will be a very good year.
     In the meantime, I'll turn on the Christmas lights, nibble on the confections freshly baked and and anticipate with joy and hope for a very merry Christmas.  I wish you all a Happy Hanukkah, Merry Christmas, and Joyful Kwanzaa!  Be safe. Be happy!
Sarah 

Thursday, December 02, 2010

My Provocative Ponderings

I hope you will check out my latest blog on Creating Memories at my Provocative Ponderings.  It's about gift giving at Christmas.
Sarah
Just follow this tag.


Wednesday, November 10, 2010

In Honor Of American Veterans

Tomorrow is Veterans Day and in honor of those who serve our country, I asked two people that I know personally if they would answer a few questions to give us their point of view of what it’s like to serve in the military in a war far from home.


Col. Kathy Groce: actively serving in the United states Air Force. She served in Desert Storm and Iraq as an RN.

1. I would like the American people to know that each war experience is different and each person responds to it differently. Perhaps you can lump generalities together from each war but, no matter what, those who go to war are changed by it in some way. Sometimes the changes are almost undetectable...sometimes they overwhelm. Veterans have faced their own fears and for the most part have put service to our country above their own comfort and safety. For the most part, they have dealt with situations and decisions that the everyday American will never consider. So we come back home from a war and try to fit back in to the times, changes, feelings...and it is hard sometimes.



2. Would I join the service if I had a do over? Yes, I would. The military is a way of life, and though I don't agree with all of it, I like it nonetheless. I learned skills and had experiences that I would never have learned or gotten otherwise.



3. My specific branch of service - Air Force - was pretty good to us. I have no real complaints. They have taken care of me.



4. The most significant thing I learned in the service is that everyone has a responsibility to speak up and to listen up in order to make positive changes. I always thought that those in higher ranks or whoever was in charge knew better ways of doing things than I did...not always true. Some good changes have occurred because someone took the risk of challenging the status quo. The key is learning the proper way to challenge the system.



5. I know that going to war with people makes bonds with them that are hard to break. There is a place in my heart for the folks I deployed with... I know what sacrifices they made and I know how hard we all worked to do our jobs. It is a camaraderie bonus.





Dennis Groce: Served in Viet Vam and is now a private citizen

1. ALL Americans should be very grateful to ALL service members, male and female. Active or retired. For doing their duty for their country! There should be more recognition and less finger pointing, realizing that in order for peace, sacrifices must be made!



2. Age and health permitting, yes I would serve again.



3. Pay for military should be increased and benefits should reflect the difficult training to prepare for a “government" job!



4. I. Learned life survival skills which should be taught to all citizens. Maybe then, the spaces would begin to fill in!



5. My service was mandatory as I was drafted for service in Viet Nam. Every physical exercise was in preparation to either kill or be killed!

It was a Real Change from high school!

A solid mental focus became a natural occurrence when you realize

“I’m not in Kansas anymore“! Overall. I enjoyed the Brotherhood

which developed at all my duty stations. Thanks for your interest in Veterans! God Bless!



I want to thank Kathy Groce and her brother, Dennis for sharing their thoughts and feelings with us about their service to their country. It is such an privilege for me to know both of them.

If just for today, I hope that you will honor the Veterans of our country for the sacrifices they have made for us. If you know someone who is a veteran, I hope you call him or her, tell them you care about them and thank them for putting their life on the line for the rest of us. Not every soldier got to come home. Some soldiers’ lives have been forever altered by physical or emotional wounds. If you have the privilege of seeing a veteran today or any day please honor them, thank them and tell them, “Welcome home.”

Sarah McNeal

Thursday, November 04, 2010

I blogged about hope

Everybody needs a little hope so I blogged about it at Renee Vincent's author blog, Past The Print.  I also added an excerpt from my book Bitter Notes.  Here is the tag:

I hope you'll check it out.
Sarah

Friday, October 29, 2010

Happy Halloween








                                   
I love Halloween.  Maybe it's because I can dress up in another identity or maybe it's just the sweet treats and parties that I love.
I've had some fun times on Halloween.  When I was five years old, my mother made me a clown outfit.  I was so excited about dressing up in a costume that I forgot the car was still moving and fell out the door into the driveway.  No worries.  I didn't get hurt but it scared the hell out of my parents.
There was the time I took my oldest sister's kids trick or treating in a wagon.  We went to this guy's house who was stinking drunk and, on the way to the door with the bag of candy corn he tripped over the yapping dog spilling the candy all over the floor.  No problem.  He just gathered up the candy from the floor and tossed it in our bags.  This was before candy was individually wrapped I might add.
                                   
I've dressed up in all kinds of costumes for the occasion: a ghost, a dead foot on a flip flop, a witch, a gypsy fortune teller and many more.
Two of my favorite Halloweens were at parties.  Snookie, my oldest sister decided to let us have a Halloween party in the basement of her house.  So we decorated it with straw, balloons and hung sheets to hide my oldest nephew Kevin who made agonizing sounds from behind the sheets to scare the neighbor kids.  My sister, Mary, brought my nephew Matthew who was about 18 months old and had him dressed like a little red devil.  He promptly peed in his diaper and red devil pee ran everywhere.  We had games and gave prizes and the snacks were magnificent.
My friend Kathy had one of her yearly Halloween parties and I stood duty as a fortune teller.  I must have been good at it because some of the guests believed me and one asked if I hired out for parties.


Three actual haunted houses.
                                   
This year kathy is having another Halloween soiree and I'll be palm reading and using my Tarot cards (which by the way, I cannot read) and I'll be handing out eyeball bubble blowing devices.
I look forward to her parties and to the trivial pursuit for prizes game she always has.  I've won some very nifty items at that game.
I wish for all of you a wonderful and safe Halloween this year and may you get as big a kick out of it as I do.
                                   
Happy Halloween!
Sarah

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Remembering 9/11


I am sure that most Americans remember where they were and what they were doing when they heard the awful news that a plane had struck one of the Twin Towers.  The memory is emblazoned in my mind forever.
I was working in the emergency department when a registrar told us that a plane hit one of the Twin Towers.  We turned on the radio at the desk to find out what happened.  The second plane hit the other tower and this cold feeling came over all of us.  We knew it was not an accident.
Patients dwindled to almost nothing as people got the news and stayed at home watching or listening to the news.  The place grew quiet--and for an ER, that's very different.  Then a plane hit the Pentagon and hysteria broke loose.  Everyone started calling their families or their families were calling them.  Fear ran rampant.
I didn't learn about the plane in Pennsylvania until I got home.  A terrible sadness fell over me when I learned of the heroism of those passengers.  I'm not ashamed to say that I broke down and wept when the congress sang America The beautiful on the Capitol steps.
For days I watched the images of the towers falling, of people in the streets covered in ash looking for their loved ones, of emergency workers trying to find anyone alive and finding no one.  It was as though the Earth just stopped moving and I stayed in a state of mourning for all those lost for weeks.
That terrible day 9/11/2001 forever changed us, changed our feelings of safety and how we go about our daily lives.  It changed everything.
Today, I am remembering that day, all those Americans who lost their lives, all of those who met the horror with bravery and heroism and those of us who will never forget.

Sunday, August 01, 2010

The Luna Moth

Yesterday, I found a beautiful Luna Moth under the oak tree in the back yard.  It was dying.  I couldn't just let it lay there on the rain-soaked ground so I carefully picked it up and laid it in a flower pot filled with mint and orange daisies. I did take some pictures of her and put one of them here.
Early this morning, I saw that it was still there but lying on it's back.  It had died during the night.  When I went out later to get a closer look, I saw that a bird must have come along and made a meal of it because all that was left were its wings.  So is the cycle of life.  I gathered up one of the wings and took inside to keep as a remembrance of the lovely, delicate moth.  I hope she got a chance to lay her eggs before she lost her life.  I am grateful that I had a chance to see her and perhaps make her last hours on the Earth a little easier.
Sarah

Sunday, July 04, 2010

Happy 4th of July


     I hope everyone is having a safe and happy 4th of July.  Independence Day is a big deal to those of us who live in the United States.  Except for the Native Americans who were here first, our ancestors came from every where to live together in this country for the sake of freedom and the pursuit of happiness.  Today we celebrate and honor the cornerstone of our country's heritage given to us by our forefathers and maintained by the men and woman who serve their country all over the world.  I hope some day  they can all come home and rejoin their loved ones, safe and sound.
     While we celebrate this historic day, I also want to mention those who volunteer to serve in the Gulf to protect and restore our coast and our wildlife and a debt of thanks to the American Red Cross and their dedication to helping victims of disaster all over the world.
     Have a wonderful holiday, everyone, keep safe and have a great day celebrating being American.
Sarah 

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Do you believe in love at first sight?



I am a cynic. I need to put that out there right away. I write about romance and the way I dream of love being but, in truth, I have my doubts about love and especially about love at first sight.


A dear friend was telling several others and me that she believed she had found her true love and that it had happened within a few days. In other words, it was love at first sight. My other friends enthusiastically gave her positive encouragement to open her heart to this suddenly intense relationship. I, on the other hand with my trials and hard knocks in the school of love and relationships, hung back afraid to encourage that which I felt was sure to fail.

So I talked to my writer friends to get their input and expected a wave of negativity on the subject of love at first sight. I expected them to say, “Yeah. I write about love at first sight, but I think it’s a bunch of baloney really.” I could not have been more surprised by their answers than if they had said pigs fly.

All of them believed love could happen in an instant. Some had witnessed it in their friends and acquaintances—love that happened at once and lasted like 24 years and still going strong. Some had stories of their personal love at first sight stories that would lift anyone’s heart. Not one said that it was impossible to fall in love in a single moment and have that spark last forever.

Therefore, I must conclude that love at first sight is not only possible but happens and when it does happen, it is as uplifting to the heart as shooting star.

Sarah

Monday, June 14, 2010

Happy Father's Day Pop!

For My Dad On Father's Day

Although I most often think of Pop on our mutual birthday, this year with Father’s Day coming up, he is frequently on my mind.


It wasn’t until I was in my late teens that Pop and I began to have a meaningful father-daughter relationship. Before that, we just fought most of the time. He was determined to tell me what to do and I was just determined not to do a thing he said.

The truth is I owe him so much for things I didn’t think were so important at the time such as the things he taught me about the weather—how a halo around the moon means rain in three days, how different cloud formations indicate certain weather changes and how warm and cold fronts can change everything. He taught me about navigating social dilemmas like how to tell when someone is lying, how to know the difference between being a tattle-tale and when it’s important to report something amiss, and he taught me about our history, who our ancestors were and why our clan ended up in America and the things he loved about his father.

Because of the things he shared with me, I can now pass them on to the next generation. He lives through me. So, when I look up into the sky at the clouds and know that rain is coming, well, that’s my inner Pop.

Happy Father’s Day.

Sarah

Monday, May 31, 2010

Memorial Day


As we all fire up our grills for the hotdogs and hamburgers to celebrate Memorial Day, I hope you'll take a moment to remember and thank those who serve in the armed forces and thank them for the freedoms we enjoy today.  I thank and honor all those service men and women past and present in the Marines, Army, Air Force, Navy and Coast Guard.  They not only fight in time of war but rush to disaster scenes to assist and aide victims and bring order out of chaos. 
If you meet a returning veteran, remember to welcome them home.  Whether you support the war or not, support the men and women who are laying their lives on the line for all of us.
Sarah

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

CRW Writer's Retreat


I just spent the weekend at the Carolina Romance Writer's Retreat and thought you might want to know what that was like so here's the scoop.
First of all, I'd just like to say that I've never been to a writers' retreat before so I didn't really know what to expect.
The retreat took place in a huge, beautiful house on Lake Lure near Chimney Rock, NC.  The setting was gorgeous, a still lake nestled in the mountains and a house with a wide expanse of windows from which to view the scenic vista.
The first night we played Pictionary with novel titles that really helped to get us all acquainted and have a few laughs.  There was no end of food and drinks and I must confess, I slide off my diet.  So sue me.
The next afternoon we gathered in groups with our descriptive pieces from our WIPs and magazine pictures.  After reading each other's descriptive passages, the other members attempted to match a picture from a magazine with their impression of the scene or character.  I was happy that they quickly made a close match to my gypsy character, Pennytook, from The Light of Valmora so I guess I described him fairly well.  
We had a huge dinner of pot luck.  Gawd, there are some mighty excellent cooks in my group.
After lunch, we spent the rest of the afternoon doing cold reads that we brought from the middle of our WIPs.  You know those saggy middles might need a bit of tweaking and what better place than a retreat with other writers to get some feedback on that.  This part of the program really unnerved me.  I confess that I was terrified that my work would receive a lot of criticism.  I waited until the very last to read the middle 5 pages of The Light of Valmora.  I cannot tell you the great relief I experienced when my peers gave me some positive feedback on my work.
I also enjoyed the drive to and from the retreat with my passenger who regaled me with writing tales and stories along the way.
The information and sharing of ideas was such a help and so encouraging.  But the part I liked the best, was the fun I had just being with other writers who understand what a struggle it is to put out good work and find a supportive publisher.  Being with like spirits warmed my heart and encouraged me to keep pursuing my heart's delight--writing.
It was worth the four pounds I gained. 
Sarah

Sunday, May 09, 2010

Happy Mother's Day

Happy Mother's Day Mom
I love  you and remember you always.
Sarah

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Happy St Patrick's Day

To all my Irish sisters and brothers (and those who are Irish in their hearts) I want to send out a little Gaelic greeting to your corner of the universe:
Slan's beannachd! (Health and a Blessing)
Sarah