In place of my usual eclectic Friday Recommends, I’m helping my pal Red Tash (aka The Fabulous) launch her NEW Troll-and-Roller-Derby book, TROLL OR PARK, book 2 of what she promises will be a “trollogy”.
Book 1, TROLL OR DERBY, has been out a spell. It’s .99 for Kindle, although I have it for Kindle AND in print, because I got such a kick out of it and because I adore the cover.Book 2, TROLL OR PARK, is also currently .99 for Kindle, so YAY! I’ll probably also get this one in paper, once it’s out in that format. I’ll buy it directly from Red, so I can see her precious, wicked smile.
When sixteen year old Deb heads to a roller derby tournament in Vegas, she hardly expects to skate against so many dangerous fairies — much less for The Realm to experience a coup in her absence.
What follows is an odyssey among fairy night life, beastly derby girls, blown out casinos and a mermaid with a hankering for a Philly Cheese Steak. Separated from her best friend Harlow, can Deb keep her head, or will she lose herself to the Dark Queen Sardonica?
Join fairies, trolls, gypsies, wizards, mermaids, devils, elves, and more in this over-the-top, action-packed adventure through teen angst, sugar addiction, and roller derby.
If you’re on Facebook, join the party to celebrate the release. I’ll be hosting from 9pm – 10pm Eastern Time, but the party will go on most of the day.
If you aren’t on Facebook, check out Red’s Tumbler blog. It rocks! Oh, and ask her about the flying birdbath, ‘kay?
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Write about roller skating.
Yes, I said MEET Mister Mustard. Do you now have MEAN Mister Mustard running through your head, you old hippie, you? I know I do.
This Mister Mustard isn’t that one, though. This one is a sweater.
When #3 Daughter was in middle school and high school, one of the girls gave me this sweater. #3 and I both loved it. We swapped it back and forth so much, it just seemed easier to give it a name than to say, like, “Is that yellow knit sweater with the pattern made into it in the dirty clothes or in your closet? Are you wearing it tomorrow?” So we decided to call it Mister Mustard.
We still do. I’m not one of your get-a-new-wardrobe-twice-a-year gals. I’m one of your wear-it-until-it-falls-off-in-rags gals. So I still have Mister Mustard, after twenty or so years. And every time #3 Daughter sees me in it, she laughs and says, “You’re wearing Mister Mustard!”
It’s things like that that make life worth living.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: A character has — and uses — a piece of clothing for decades.
Just before this cold snap hit, we got all salady one night. Charlie said, “You know what I haven’t had for a long time? Do you remember salads made out of Jell-O with cottage cheese in them?” Well, EVERYBODY who lived in the American Midwest during the ’40s, ’50s, and ’60s remembers Jell-O and cottage cheese salad. So he wanted some, so I made some.
Yes, it was good. It always was. It’s good, no matter what you put in it. It’s just good, that’s all. This one was lemon Jell-O, mandarin oranges, large curd cottage cheese, a touch of mayonnaise, and pecans. Hit the spot. NOT VEGETARIAN, because: Jell-O. You can probably make it with fruit juice and agar powder, instead.
While I was on the kick, I made pea salad, another of Charlie’s favorites. Again, it’s pretty flexible.
This one had a base of lettuce, then frozen peas, mushrooms, celery, hard-boiled eggs, and a topping of mayonnaise mixed with about four kinds of cheese. I put pepper on mine, after serving.
The thought of cold salad makes me shudder today, but that was then.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: What food was typical in your main character’s childhood? Did they love it or hate it? What do they think of it now?