We took home 4 goldens that flew in from Istanbul. Another group that covers several states took 14.
Here are a couple of photos from the day.
On our way home, we stopped at Wendy's for sandwiches. The four dogs got a potty break and time to roll in the grass. Three of the dogs were thrilled with bites of apple. (One held out for something a bit tastier.) All four loved french fries.
Their first taste of truly American food...
And now onto book blurb stuff.
Look at the photo below. That is the cover of your book. You choose the genre. A book on the history of statues? A how-to book from Bob Ross? He turned over in his grave over some recent paintings, and now--risen from the dead--has turned to sculpting. You decide.
Write an enticing blurb--150 words or less. (The title doesn't count in the word count.) Blurbs are those enticing bits that prod you into buying the book. Sometimes they're on the back cover of the book. Sometimes they're on the inside front cover. What they always try to do is lure you into purchasing the book.
Lisa Ricard Claro was the original creator of this writing challenge. Currently, she's super busy. She and her hubster sold their house and are currently trying to hide from Linda O'Connell because Linda is craaaazy about the beach.
Include your blurb in a blog post. Include a link to this post. Also, link your post to Mr. Linky. Mr. Linky is easy. If you've never done it, you'll be impressed with how simple he is. And then, check out the other blurb(s). It's interesting to see the different directions writers take, given the same photo.
Here's the book cover, along with my blurb:
Cat-Scratch Feverish Fighting
Queen B was one pampered cat. She didn’t have to scratch herself to the top of the heap in her family. From the moment she was brought home, she made her expectations clear.
Only the best tuna. No cat-grade tuna for Queen. Cream every day, served in a delicate heirloom bowl. Walls re-papered on a regular basis for her scratching pleasure. A personal fluffer on call at all times. Fresh, flown-in-from-Maryland crab on special occasions… like every other Tuesday. A private jet for visits to see her friend Morris and Grumpy.
However, when Queen B demanded (and got) a couch in the front yard so she could survey her kingdom, the neighbors complain. What will come next, they wonder. A four-story statue of that spoiled-rotten cat? A giant screen set up outside for bird video viewings? Enough is enough.
Who will unsheath their claws first--the neighbors or Queen B? (149 words)
And for Val and Pat--sorry, you have one less day than most weeks--here is the photo for next Friday: