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I Have Nothing to Say...Except....

...that's the problem with writers. They don't have anything to say, but they'll say it anyway!

First, thanks to everyone who stopped by Karen Nutt's blog yesterday. I couldn't get signed into Twitter, so couldn't spread the word that way. But I finally was able to do it today.

Second, I joined YARWA to try it out. It's a young adult chapter of the Romance Writers of America.

Now, I have to say I was trying to wrest the wheel away from the pirate. Note that he has taken us aground. And I am sure I can sail better than he can.

Why did I picture this here? The YARWA motto is say it like a pirate: "yarh" or something like that!

I thought it was cute.

He's not though. He's rather on the scrawny side. No meat on his bones. No muscles. No golden tanned skin. Even bald, if I can make out the situation under his pirate's hat and all.

Now note, my hat is also a pirate's hat. Well, maybe not real piratey looking, but I've worn it in many an ocean, protecting my Celtic skin from sunburn, and so if you look really, really close, you can see the salt from the Seven Seas. Maybe not the Seven Seas--doesn't that sound like a pirate's yarn to you?

But several--lakes and oceans and the Gulf too.

And that's what I have to say today...nothing at all!!!

Have a terrific Tuesday, and remember...if you feel the urge, be a pirate and yarh!~

"Giving new meaning to the term alpha male."