Paying it Forward!

Ever get on of those feelings like the internet is just out to get you? I've had no luck getting this stupid thing posted. Erased links, missing text. Stupid computer.

Anyway.

Matthew (and Alex) are sponsoring a blogfest. This one is pretty cool, I'm forced to admit, as it's called Pay It Forward, and it's around to give me an opportunity to spread the word about some bloggers that everyone might not already be aware of.  The great thing is that I can do it without having to hand out another one of those awards that so many people seem to only accept begrudgingly. Cool

Nancy – if you’ve not stopped by to visit her at Kicks in the Pants, well, all I can say is that you should. She is really open about some of the pain and loss she’s experienced in life and reading her blog can sometimes feel voyeuristic. I think I've gone so far as apologizing for commenting before, because I felt like I was writing in someone's diary. Of course, she laughs it off and waves her hand like I'm being silly. Then she'll turn around and make me laugh at some of the absurdity in life. She’s a promising writer and always reads my stuff, no matter how crappy, usually before I show anyone else. And she kindly makes recommendations about things I can do to make it suck just a little less, then doesn’t get the least bit offended when I want to argue about why my pages long description of a foot fungus can’t be cut from my manuscript because it’s so integral to the story. Her help is always greatly appreciated.  She is probably the most under the radar person I can think of out here, and deserves some recognition, and a larger readership.

Julie – Her Gypsy in My Soul blog is always a great read. She probably puts more research into her posts than anyone I can think of, and I for one, appreciate it. Whether she dives into the mystery of the Bermuda Triangle, crop circles, or the wedding band, rest assured that it will be well documented. Plus, I don’t think I’ll ever forget the video she posted about the Leopard Slug ear penis that proves beyond a shadow of a doubt that karma is real, and some evil soul is suffering from past sins by having an ear penis. The only other thing I can recall making a mark on me like that was that time I talked my sister into renting Faces of Death when I was a kid so I could watch it. I think that pretty much cured me from ever wanting to see people getting killed on film again.

Briane P – Thinking the Lions Look, I'll be honest. One in every four blogs on the internet are either his, or Rogue Mutt's. I picked this one more or less by throwing at dart at a list of his blogs (I totally should have printed that list out first), but he’s said some of the dammed funniest things I’ve read - usually when commenting of other people’s blogs, I don’t visit as often as I should – but if you don't like what you see after clicking on my link, then check out his profile and pick from one of his multitude of others. And he isn't shy about telling people to buy his books, which for some reason, when he does it, is funny instead of annoying. I really don't know how he does it.

So everyone, go check out these folks if you don’t already, I’m sure you’ll be pleased.

Oh yes, I'm not sure, but I think my novelette, A Dead God's Wrath, will be reviewed over at the Good Book Alert today. I'm not sure, as I haven't seen the review as of this writing. But please hop over there and check it out.