Showing posts with label Black Friday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Black Friday. Show all posts

Sunday, December 1, 2013

It's Buy-Stuff-Online Day!

The way things becomes "things" is often very interesting. Sometimes, it's because a thing needs a name, like at one time how a dog needed a name. And I don't mean Spot or Fido, either. Way back when around 25,000 years ago when wolves started hanging out with men, they had to call them something, and I bet "wolf" started out something like "wlf" and was related to the sound they made. [Yes, I'm making  this up.] Later, some of the wolves started living with the cavemen instead of just hanging around and trying to grab scraps and calling both groups, the in-camp group and  the out-of-camp group, wolves probably became confusing, so someone started calling the ones that never left "dgs," which is kind of like the sound my oldest son made, "dg!", when it was being his first word. Yes, my oldest son's first word was "dog," and we didn't even have one at the time.
[Remind me to one day tell you about his first Star Wars word.]

Anyway... the idea of "Black Friday" was one of those things that came about over time. It was a thing that was happening that needed a name, and, then, it had a name, and, then, people (stores) started having sales for it, because, sometimes, in our culture, all you have to have is a recognized name and there will be sales in your honor. Like "President's Day." And I'm waiting for stores to realize that they can name sales after celebrities, and, then, we'll see "Cyrus Twerking Day" sales or something.

But that's not today. No, today is "Cyber Monday," a complete made up marketing name so that we could have sales. And convince people to shop online. No, really, Cyber Monday was not actually a thing until some company decided to call it a thing and hope that it would become that thing, and, well, it did. It's like if you started calling your car a rocketship and, one day, you woke up and it was a rocketship. Dude! Now, I'm totally going to have to try that!

At any rate, today is the day where we try to get people to buy stuff online, so I'm going to give you some suggestions of things you should buy online that will help out some people that need it more than say, Target or Toys R Us or Best Buy. And, not to start with myself, but I'm going to start with myself, but only because it's

And what better time of the year is there to read a Christmas story, right?

And, just to say it, I'm only suggesting things I've actually read.

The best bargain on the list:
Temporary Anne by Briane Pagel -- Not only do you get a pretty horrific horror story (that's, like, horror squared), you get additional stories from some other pretty great authors! And, well, there are cookies! But not cookies you want to eat, and you'll just have to go read "The Magic Cookies" to understand what that means. And it's just $0.99!

Eclipse -- Also by Briane Pagel and my favorite (so far) of his novels. If you want a book that will leave you wondering what actually happened when you get to the end, this the book for you.

Demetri and the Banana Flavored Rocketship by Bryan Pedas -- This was the best book I read in 2012 and there has only been one, so far, from 2013 to beat it. Yes, it's got a strange title. Yes, it's quirky. Yes, it's a great read.

"My Killbot Buddy" by Rusty Carl -- This is an intact story but only a glimpse into a world I hope Rusty goes back to.

"Augurs of Distant Shadows" by Briane Pagel. It can be found in "Shadow Spinner: Collection 2: The Man with No Eyes." And, honestly, this has nothing to do with the fact that it's in my Spinner collection and everything to do with the fact that this is my favorite thing of all by Brian (so far!). More people need to read his story, so buy Collection 2 just for that if you need to.

There are plenty of other independent authors out there that could use the support, and this a perfect time of year to do it. I'll be mentioning other authors as we progress through December, but these are the indie things I've read that I've really liked (as in, these works stand out in my mind without me having to go back and look through what I've read; if something I remember without needing to think about it, it's pretty darn good), so this is where I'm starting. Seriously, support quality, independent works by supporting these guys in a way that's tangible. AND LEAVE REVIEWS once you've read the work in question! That's tangible, too, and, hey, it might just be me, but reviews make great gifts!

Note #1:
Just in case any of you missed the announce last week because of the holiday, "Shadow Spinner: Collection 3: The Garden (Parts 13 - 21)" is now available!
It has a backup story by Rusty, and, if you don't know who he is by now, shame on you. Pick up your copy today!

Note #2:
Also in case you missed it, I have a short story, "The Tea Kettle," up over at Out of Print. Stop by and read it and let me know what you think.

Sunday, November 25, 2012

The Christmas Tree Saga (of Doom!)

This post is part of
The Merry Christmas To All
(e)Book A Day
Traveling
Blogathon
(of Doom!)
being hosted by Briane Pagel. Click the link for all the details.

Christmas was a big deal at my house when I was a kid. Well, it was after we moved into my grandparents' house, at any rate. My grandparents decided to retire out to their farm in east Texas, and we "bought" their house from them. We did actually buy it, and I don't know the details of that deal, but it was a good deal for us. It was like moving into that house with its 10' ceilings was a challenge to my mom. A decorating challenge that had to be met each year, and it had to be met in a way that surpassed the previous year. Every year, Christmas grew.

But every year, it started with the tree. The tree was the center of everything, and it had to fill the room. Well, not really, because it was a big room, but it had to go all the way to the ceiling, and it had to do it in a way so that it didn't look like a pole. Let's just say that my mom was not easy to satisfy when it came to picking out the tree each year. We didn't do Black Friday sales; I don't even know if there were Black Friday sales in the 80's, but, if there were, we didn't do them. The weekend after Thanksgiving was the weekend of the hunt for the perfect tree.

That went pretty well most years. It took some doing and the visiting of multiple tree lots, but we'd find something tall and full, and my mom would be happy. I wasn't always all that happy, because I was the one that had to put the lights on the tree under the dictatorial command of my mother, and I was the one that had to drag the boxes and boxes (and boxes and boxes) of ornaments down from the attic every year. And, mostly, I was the one that decorated the tree, because that could be left to me (and sometimes my brother, but he was 10ish and could only reach half way up) whereas the rest of the house could not.

Most years, that went pretty well. Most.

But there was this one year... This one year, I was probably around 16, we went out and got this great tree. And it was a great tree. My mom said it was the best tree ever. 10' tall and 5' wide. Completely full. No bare spots at all. Beautiful. We took it home; my dad cut about an inch off the bottom of the trunk, and they set it up to soak over night, which is something they always did. The next day, we got it into the house and all set up. I put the lights on it. We started decorating but left most of it for the next day.

The next day... That next morning, there was a pile of needles from the tree in a circle around the Christmas tree stand, like the tree had spent the evening trying to build a wall of needles around it. Like it had decided it was too warm in  the house and needed to make itself more comfortable... by shedding its extra needles all over the floor. But the tree must have been a nudist, because "extra" meant virtually all. Seriously, the only thing the tree had left was a big fig leaf covering its privates. That and the lights I'd put on it the night before.

My mother was beside herself, which was really weird for everyone involved except her, because she was so mad she didn't notice. My mom just kind of takes things. She's not one to get upset and take a stand about anything, but she did with this. Before I knew what I was doing, I was back up on the stool taking the lights back off of the tree. We loaded it back into the truck, and we... we took it back.

Yes, we returned the Christmas tree. I can only imagine that the looks on the guys' faces at the tree lot was what my face looked like. I mean, who takes back a Christmas tree? After a few minutes, I felt kind of bad for the guys, because they didn't know what was going on. Who takes back a Christmas tree? They didn't know what to do. The didn't have any procedure. Nothing. Why? Because who takes back a Christmas tree?

My mother, that's who.

I think they let us pick out another tree for no other reason than that they didn't know what else to do. So we picked out another tree. Almost as good as the first, but, you know, with all of its needles intact. My parents shook the tree and bounced it around and everything to make sure it wasn't a trick, but they stayed on, and we took the tree home.

And the first thing my dad did was cut an inch off of the bottom of the tree so that it could soak overnight. Except... except that there was this one branch right at the base of the trunk that had to come off. The tree wouldn't go in the stand with that branch on it, but it needed the fresh cut, too, so that it could drink water and stuff, so, well, my dad cut that branch off... and the bottom third of the tree came off with it.

Let me try and explain this. This wasn't some huge branch or anything, it was just a normal branch at the base of the trunk. At least, that's how it looked. In reality, it was some kind of mutant branch that had taken over all of the other branches at the base of the tree. Just absorbed them or something, because that branch was one whole side of the tree, and, when my dad cut it off, that side of the tree went with  it.

My mother was beside herself again. It was a really weird feeling seeing my mom like that twice in one day, but, again, she didn't notice. She was too busy waving that branch around in the air while the rest of us ran for cover. We loaded the tree back into the truck.

Seriously.

If you thought those guys at the lot had stunned faces the first time, you should have seen them when we came back in the second time. They didn't know what to do. I mean, they'd only just taken their first tree return ever, and they, I'm sure, figured it was some sort of freak occurrence not worthy of a second thought. They hadn't put any procedures into place. Still. And here was my mom bringing back another tree and waving that branch around in the air. I think they were scared she was going to beat them with it.

What else could they do? They let us pick out another tree. My parents shook the tree and bounced it around. It kept its needles. They inspected the all the branches at the base of the trunk. They all looked like they'd stay attached. Finally, we had a tree. They even let my mom keep the branch from the bottom of the other tree.

I don't, now, remember what that tree looked like. I'm sure it was a fine tree. My mom never quit believing that that first tree we'd brought home was the most perfect tree ever. Well, before it lost all its needles at any rate. You know, to this day, I've never heard of anyone else ever returning a "defective" Christmas tree. I wonder if those guys ever did develop a procedure for it.

True story.

Thursday, November 22, 2012

The Shadow of the Tree

BLACK FRIDAY

It's not something I've ever really participated in as a buyer. Okay, it's something I've never participated in as a buyer; however, I did spend a couple of Black Fridays working at Toys 'R' US, and, let me just say, that's not an experience I'd ever wish on anyone. I'm not going out for Black Friday this year, either, but I do want to participate...

By letting all of you have FREE! stuff!

Yep, FREE! stuff!

So I'm putting the whole Shadow Spinner run up for FREE! today! That's right: FREE!

"Part Nine: The Shadow of the Tree" is brand new and will be FREE! on Friday and Saturday.

All other eight parts plus "The Evil That Men Do" will be FREE! on Friday! That's all 10 parts for FREE! Don't let this great Black Friday deal pass you by. And make sure to spread the word. And click the "like" buttons!

The links are on the sidebar over there or by clicking the Shadow Spinner link at the top of the page.