Friday, May 27, 2011

Let Us Honor Those Who Gave all



Memorial Day


To many Americans, Memorial Day means a weekend of fun, hot dogs and hamburgers, and family time at the park or in the backyard. Some people confuse Memorial Day with Veteran’s Day which is a day honoring the men and women who have served in the military both living and dead whereas Memorial Day is to honor those who have given their lives for their country. Though uncertain as to when or where Memorial Day actually began, it was first set aside as an official holiday by General John Logan, commander of the Grand Army of the Republic on May 5, 1868 following on the the heels of the bloodiest and saddest of all American wars, the Civil War. Memorial Day was first observed on May 30, 1868 when flowers were placed on the graves of Union and Confederate soldiers at Arlington National Cemetery.



Since that time, observance of Memorial Day dwindled. People have forgotten its meaning. Most often the graves of those who gave their all for their country are ignored and no longer are there many parades to honor those who gave their all.




I remember the little graveyard near my Grandfather McNeal’s house when I was a child. In honor of those who died for the sake of their country small American flags were placed upon their graves. My grandfather explained to me what the flags were for and we walked the graveyard silently paying respect to the graves bearing those flags, some from the American Civil War. All these years I have remembered that memorable time with my grandfather and the feeling of respect and tenderness I felt standing before those flag marked graves. It is a feeling that I hope we can all share as we celebrate and honor our fallen service men and women this Memorial Day.
And I also want to honor the families of those who gave their greatesst gift to our country.  They have lost someone they loved dearly for the sake of our country and their lives will be forever changed. 

Monday, May 16, 2011

My Radio Interview with Desmond Haas


Desmond Haas, author and radio show host interviewed me on his radio show for my new release, Harmonica Joe's Reluctant Bride.  I hope you'll give it a listen.  Here is the tag to get there:
http://rrn.me/lR5JPE

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

What Do You Want In A Guy (Adult language)

Today I'm doing something different on my blog.  I've invited my friend and colleague, Tina Donahue, a multipublished, award winning author to blog about her new release, Take Me Away, here on my blog.  She is having a contest in which you can win one of her backlist books.  You can't go wrong with any book you might choose.  Tina is also my partner in crime on the author/reader loop we co-own, Sweet N Sexy Divas.  Now I'm going to let Tina take you away for a bit.


What Do You Want In a Guy?


As a romance author, I have the pleasure of creating the best guys on earth. Alpha males who are commanding yet cherishing, good-looking (some seriously handsome, others sexy in a rough/masculine sort of way) and self-sufficient (yep, all of my guys work – some are even rich).



Along with brains and a great personality, my guys have it all.



And yet, there is one element that is more important to me than all the rest. And that’s loyalty. What good is a perfect guy who isn’t there for the woman when she needs him most? Those times when she’s hurt, angry, scared. When her nose is running and her face is red because she’s been sobbing.



Those are the times when all the rest – the looks/brains/wealth/Alpha characteristics – don’t matter. What’s important is a sense of loyalty. That the guy will do the right thing by the woman. That he’ll be there for her in that moment of crisis.



That’s what I chose to address in Take Me Away, my newest erotic romance (released May 6). In it, Lexi’s been let down or taken advantage of by everyone. And then she meets Kyle. Here’s a blurb and an excerpt to show you what I mean:



Blurb:



She’s everything he escaped…and all that he desires



Three years ago, Kyle turned his back on a pro-football career and being the target of tabloids or gold-digging groupies. Craving privacy, he gets it at his roadhouse in Northern California until Lexi Sands invades his life. Indulged and surely phony, she’s exactly what Kyle fled. An actress since childhood, Lexi’s fresh out of an anger management program, court-ordered when she lashed out at a badgering paparazzo. Weary of the press’s harsh scrutiny, she sees Kyle’s secluded cabin as the ideal place to hide out and him as a damn-near perfect alpha male. Deliciously virile. Protective. Principled. She offers him serious cash to let her stay for two weeks, assuring there will be no complications or touching. Yeah, right. Passion flares, along with tenderness. Kyle recognizes how lonely Lexi really is, while she’s falling hard. Through intimate days and impassioned nights, they explore their most shameless needs, until a cruel betrayal exposes their growing love, forcing a choice neither anticipated.





Excerpt:



(In this scene, Lexi’s just finished talking to her younger sister. Their parents want the sister to get into showbiz like Lexi to help support the family. Lexi doesn’t want that for her sister. She just wants her to be happy. During the call, Kyle inadvertently comes in.)



“Please, just listen to me,” Lexi said, her voice thick with tears.

Fuck. Kyle headed down the hall, then pivoted, remembering Buddy Baby, taking him to his doggie bed. “Stay,” he warned the pup, his voice low but harder than it had ever been.

The animal gave him a startled look, then hunkered down to the corduroy cushion, its small body shaking.

Oh hell. “Please,” Kyle added in a nicer tone, patting the poor little thing on its head. With a parting wink, he hurried down the hall, stopping just short of his bedroom door. Head cocked, he listened.

“You have to quit worrying about me,” Lexi insisted, her tone stronger now. “I’m fine. I want you to concentrate on school. That’s your job.”

Okay, so it wasn’t Jacqueline in there with her. Kyle waited through a long pause filled with silence, as though Lexi was listening to someone on the other end of a call. On his phone?

“I know it’s summer vacation,” she said, “but you have a reading list for fall, right? So get on it. Do good. That’s what will make me happy, Autumn.”

The name registered immediately. She was speaking to her kid sister.

“Please,” Lexi said, “don’t let them do this to you. No, no, no, no,” she insisted, clearly interrupting the girl. “Don’t do it out of guilt or for any other reason. I’ll be there for you. I’ll never let you down, no matter what I have to do.”

Kyle wasn’t about to consider what they might be discussing. Feeling awkward for having eavesdropped, intent on returning to the roadhouse and sleeping on his office sofa, he backed up. Straight into Buddy Baby.

Before Kyle could untangle his feet, his shoulder hit the wall. As he spit out a curse the pup yelped, then ran around his legs into the master bedroom.

“Sweetie, I gotta go,” Lexi said, her voice low and breathy. “I’ll call you tomorrow.”

The phone’s receiver clacked as she dropped the thing into its cradle.

Uncertain what to do, Kyle waited for Lexi to join him in the hall, confronting him about sneaking up on her like countless paparazzos.

She didn’t.

He heard her rough sighs and Buddy Baby’s whimpers. Rubbing the back of his neck, Kyle entered the room. The pup lay near the nightstand, chewing on another of Kyle’s old mocs, its manner tentative as it eyed him then Lexi.

Head down, she sat on the edge of his bed, her hair hiding her face.

Kyle stared at the strawberry blonde color and what he could see of her mouth. Free of the black lipstick, her lips were now the color of a blush. An oversized blue tee, large enough to fit him, hung limply on her narrow shoulders. Her legs and feet were bare, her toes long, the nails unpolished.

A surge of lust battered him, complicating the sympathy beneath. The way Lexi held herself reminded Kyle of how cowed his pup had been when he warned the animal to stay in its bed.

Did she think he was going to bitch at her for using his phone?

On what sounded like a cautious breath, she fisted her fingers into his bedspread, no doubt waiting for the worst.

It broke his inertia. Giving Buddy Baby a stern look to stay where he was, Kyle went to her. “You okay?”

She brushed the tears from her face and looked up, the skin around her eyes puffy and red. “Sure.” Her mouth trembled.

Kyle’s heart made a funny turn in his chest. “Lexi?”

Sucking her lower lip, she shook her head.

At any other time, with any other woman, Kyle would have offered a word of comfort or whatever plausible lie he could think of, then escaped as quickly as possible. After a moment’s hesitation, he sat next to her on the bed, his weight shifting the mattress, causing its springs to squeak. With even less pause than he would have guessed, Kyle took Lexi’s hand.

Her fingers curled around his as Jacqueline’s had in his office. Unlike that moment, Kyle squeezed Lexi’s hand, holding it gently but firmly, letting her know he didn’t want her to pull away. “What happened?”

She cleared her throat. “Nothing.”

He waited.

She sighed. “I was just talking to my kid sister, that’s all. I’m in here because I didn’t want to use my cell phone, I don’t know who’s listening in or intercepting the calls. I’ll pay for the long distance. Forty dollars should cover—”

Gently, Kyle interrupted, “I don’t want your money. Use the phone all you want.” He laced his fingers through hers and rested their hands on his thigh. “What happened? Is she all right?”

Lexi’s head remained tilted to their hands. A moment passed and then another and another. At last, her thumb stroked his.

The tingle it created shot up Kyle’s arm to the back of his throat. Every hair on his body felt as if it were standing at attention.

She nodded, then shook her head.

At a loss as to what she was trying to convey, Kyle was about to ask her when he recalled his question about Autumn. Taking a calming breath, he tried to steady his voice. “What happened with her?”

A faint whimper escaped the back of her throat.

“Lexi?”

She spoke quickly, the words rushing out as though she could no longer stop them. “The paparazzi are starting to gather outside my parent’s house, waiting to see if I’ll show up there. I wanted to protect Autumn from them, but the bastards are beginning to hound her too. Do you know what that’s like for a fifteen-year-old kid? If they take her picture and splash it all over a magazine, making her look bad, do you know what that will do to her self-esteem and confidence?”

After seeing the press’s effect on Lexi, he had a fair idea. Even so, he assured, “They can’t do that. She’s not a public figure like you are.”

“You think they care about that?”

“What about your parents, can’t they call the cops or something?”

Tightening her fingers around his, she spoke in a voice limp with despair. “My mom’s out, probably with her latest lover, and no way would Dad chase them off and risk losing the publicity. He lives for stuff like this. He and Mom always insisted that Autumn be in the business like me. I told them to back off from her. To let her be whatever she wants, that I’d make enough for everyone, but only if they leave her alone.”

Stunned to silence, it took Kyle a moment to find his voice. “And they aren’t doing that?”

She whimpered. “Not since I went into treatment. They’ve been pressuring her to go to The Disney Channel’s stupid cattle call. Disney needs a fresh face for a new series like their Hanna Montana franchise. My parents think Autumn would be perfect for it. She’s even willing to try out for the part and every commercial that’s being made if it means letting me quit the business. I told her I don’t want her doing that. That I’d make back the money Dad lost on his dumb investments.”

Another surprise. “Your father’s a day trader?”

“I don’t know. I guess. He was my financial manager until I fired him. He’s still not talking to me. The last I saw of him was in court when he gave a statement that he knew I was out of control and that I should stay in treatment no matter how long it takes. In other words, until I let him control my money again.”

Kyle’s belly churned. He couldn’t find the words to describe a parent that would do such a thing to their own child.

Lexi’s body trembled with her quiet weeping. She whispered, “I’ve got such a fucked up life. I can’t let that happen to Autumn.”

“It’s okay. Everything will work out.” Lame advice Kyle knew, but he hadn’t a clue what else to say. Wanting to comfort, he wrapped his free arm around Lexi’s shoulders.

They were narrower than he would have guessed, so delicate he couldn’t quite catch his breath. On her own ragged sigh, she released her weight into him, her cheek to his shoulder, her free hand on his torso.

The warmth of her body seeped into his, relaxing his joints, weakening his resolve to simply offer a good hug, to assure her that things would look better in the morning, then let her have his room while he slept in the spare.

At the heat of her breath on his throat, its feathery touch, Kyle’s lids sank. Beneath her palm, his abs jumped. Their other hands remained joined, Lexi’s thumb still stroking his.

Kyle bit back a moan at the intense pleasure such a small movement created. He inhaled deeply, captivated by the fresh scent of her shampoo, a fainter rose than her perfume. Stirred by it, his cock continued to thicken.

She knew. Her hitching breaths quieted, signaling an end to her tears and the start of something else. Kyle felt it in the way her body softened against his, her lack of resistance, the same as when he’d kissed her earlier.

Don’t do it, Kyle’s mind ordered. Let her go.

His arm tightened around her shoulders.







Take Me Away is Available Now!



Buy Link: http://www.jasminejade.com/p-9333-take-me-away.aspx



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To celebrate the release of Take Me Away, I’m offering a contest today. One lucky commenter will have her choice of one of my following ebooks**:



1. Adored – RWA award-winning; EPIC 2011 Finalist; 4 Stars RT

2. Deep, Dark, Delicious – EPIC 2011 Finalist; 4 Stars RT

3. Lush Velvet Nights – EPIC 2011 Finalist; Golden Nib Award

4. In His Arms – SIX 5 Star Reviews; 4 Stars RT

5. Sensual Stranger – 2011 Book of the Year (erotic); 4 Stars RT





** Winner chosen at random.

Saturday, May 07, 2011

Mother's Day


Mother's day is my least favorite holiday.  Because I don't have children to honor me on this day and I haven't had my mother since I was twenty-seven years old, it's a day I mostly spend alone.
I do remember my mother by writing a little note or making a card and laying it in front of her picture.  I light a candle and let it burn until it goes out hoping she'll notice my memorials to her.
It's a sad day for me but it is a delightful holiday for most of you.  If you have a mother who is living, I hope you show her your love and respect by spending some time with her.  If you are a mother, I hope your children show their love for you and find a special way to honor you.
Happy Mother's Day to each of you.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

My First Radio Interview

Author and Radio Hostess, Rie McGaha asked me to do a radio interview with her yesterday to promote my new release, Harmonica Joe's Reluctant Bride.  I'd never done anything like that before but, like leaping off a building without a parachute, I thought I'd meet the challenge regardless of my fears.  If you would like to listen to my interview, and I hope you do, here is the tag to get there:
I will be doing another radio show this Saturday with author and host Desmond Haas. 
I hope you enjoy listening to my radio interview.
 

Monday, April 25, 2011

The winner of the Sweet N Sexy Divas Blog Hop Contest

I'm happy to announce the winner of the Sweet N Sexy Divas Blog Hop Contest is Tricia Sales.  She wins that basket of chocolate goodies and an Amazon gift certificate.  Congratulations Tricia!

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Happy Easter

This would be Mr. Peter Cottontail preparing for tomorrow's Easter festivities.  I hope you all have a wonderful, fun filled Easter.

My First Review for Harmonica Joe's Reluctant Bride

This week I received a review from You Gotta Read Reviews that lifted my spirits into the stratosphere.  Here it is:

You Gotta Read Reviews:


http://yougottareadreviews.blogspot.com/2011/04/review-harmonica-joes-reluctant-bride.html

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Review: Harmonica Joe's Reluctant Bride by Sarah J. McNeal

Title: Harmonica Joe's Reluctant Bride

Author: Sarah J. McNeal

Publisher: Western Trail Blazer

Rating: You Gotta Read

Reviewer: Val

Review

I often sit here and think how I would handle living in a different time period. When Harmonica Joe's Reluctant Bride fell into my hands, I instantly fell in love with the book. I was able to take a trip through time which I will remember for a long time to come. As with any time travel book, I usually always ask myself if something from the past could hinder something in future. I feel as though I need to pay close attention and try to keep up with what is about to happen. This book was the polar opposite for me. I was so engrossed in the book, I didn't have think about what may happen, I simply sat back and let this book sweep me away.

Lola is a feisty woman who is hell bent on proving to herself and others that she will not end up like her mother. As an independent woman living in the 21st century, Lola has goals to become a lawyer so people will look up to her and is finally on her way to making her dreams come true. Joe lives in the 20th century, faces turmoil of his own and feels as though he needs to live a solitary life. Now imagine how you would react to being transported from the 21st to the 20th century without an inkling of how it happened. On top of that, you find yourself in the middle of your own marriage to a man you don't even know. This is exactly what happened to Lola. From the moment Lola and Joe lay eyes on one another the sparks fly in more ways than one. Each is drawn to the other but at the same time are exasperated with one another. Their relationship throughout the book is enchanting, humorous, spicy and genuine. These two really touched my heart.

Solid secondary characters like Banjo (a young man who has been on his own since he was about ten) and Argos (Joe's faithful canine) really brought a strong familial feel to the book. Each played an important part as a protector who would lay down their lives for those they held close.

Ms. McNeal is a new author to me and I found Harmonica Joe's Reluctant Bride to be a deeply sensual yet very touching read. I instantly fell in love with the writing style and I just have to say Ms. McNeal has a gift of writing with great humor, witty dialogue and superb imagery.

This book has become a new favorite of mine and I know you will fall in love with it as well. I highly recommend this book to anyone who loves time travel, suspense, romance and steamy love scenes. You don't want to miss this book.

You can BUY Harmonica Joe's Reluctant Bride at the following places:Available at Western Trail Blazer Novels


http://westerntrailblazer.yolasite.com/online-store.php

Also available at amazon.com and will be available in PRINT very soon.

http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&field-keywords=harmonica+joe%27s+reluctant+bride+by+sarah+mcneal&x=14&y=14

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Harmonica Joe's Reluctant Bride Buy Links

A haunted house, a trunk and a date with destiny.

I thought you might want the BUY links to Harmonica Joe's Reluctant Bride.  Also, just so you know, it will be available in papreback print on May first.
Smashwords:


http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/53550

http://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/sarahjmcneal

Amazon/Kindle : Coming May First

Lulu:

http://www.lulu.com/product/ebook/harmonica-joes-reluctant-bride/15458112

Western Trail Blazer's Lulu Store:


http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/WTBrebecca

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Harmonica Joe's Reluctant Bride

Harmonica Joe's Reluctant Bride
By
Sarah J. McNeal

A haunted house, a trunk and a date with destiny.

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 1910. 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?

EXCERPT
 
“You ever touch my wife again I’ll cripple you in a place that will make you sing soprano, Weston.” He nudged Lola toward the door and out onto the plank sidewalk. Then he stopped, letting her go abruptly. Peering down into her eyes, his own an intense coffee brown his expression turned stern. “Well, Lola, are you through playing games?” He asked with emphasis on her name as if he doubted its authenticity. “I don’t have time for your shenanigans, so make up your mind. You can either come on home with me where I can protect you or you can go on your way and take your chances on your own.”


What should she do? Without knowing where she might go or how to get there, the choices did not seem that good. “What’s to say you won’t just use and abuse me the same way that disgusting man in there would have? You might be planning on taking me off somewhere to rape me and maybe even murder me.”

Joe laughed. “If I wanted to kill you I’ve had several chances to do that all ready. As much as it might bring me some satisfaction to murder you, I don’t hate you quite that much. As for raping you, I’d sooner roll down a mountain side in a bale of barbed wire than try to get betwixt your legs, lady.”

Coming April 15, 2011 at Western Trail Blazer

Harmonica Joe's Reluctant Bride will also be available at Barns and Noble and Amazon.com





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