Last week I noticed a gratifying spike in visits to my site. I was SOooo pleased. At last, I was famous and everyone would soon be clamouring to buy my books.
My Ant’s gone. Why should I worry? I am a cat, and cats walk on the wild side. They have no masters but themselves blah de blah… So obviously I am not really a cat then. Perhaps I am a reincarnated person – risen to cat state. Probably.
I am half wild cat, and I tell people I walk on the wild side. I do all the things cats do. I lie around, make sure my arm is hanging over the edge of the chair or what ever it is I am lying on. I am very beautiful. I know I am because I often hear people say things like “Wow. What a beautiful cat.”
My name is Vikki. Read the rest of this entry
My grandmother believed very strongly in Etiquette. She said it gave everyone a solid base to work from. She said it was there so one needn’t constantly worry one had said the wrong thing, or sat in the wrong place…she spoke like that too. She said ‘one needn’t worry’ instead of ‘you needn’t worry.’ She said she had been taught etiquette from a young age, it was part of one’s education and up bringing.
I wish this blogging/advertising gig had some sort of guideline. You know, ‘blogging for idiots’ a guideline about blogetiquette, so I don’t post things in the wrong place..or comment when I shouldn’t.
I had not read any blogs in the past and certainly never had to sell myself. In our line of work, people come directly to us and we never, ever pressurise a client into using our services. Now I have to become known in order to sell my books. I have to create an internet presence, a footprint. Expose myself. I think it would be easier to take all my clothes off in Fife Street.
So I decided to look it up. Read the rest of this entry
Recently, we spent a few weeks in South Africa and I was really impressed by a couple of things. Read the rest of this entry
Bloody mosquitoes. I hate them. Read the rest of this entry
I’m gutted – Smashwords rejected my book cover for their premium collection. “Some of our retailers are super-sensitive to nudity (even illustrated nudity)!!!”
I missed my early morning alarm…I love the ha de ha’s in Randburg. They live off the dog food and give Vikkie plenty to stare at!!
This morning I was woken up by the Heuglins and the Hoopoe hiss instead. No motorbikes, police alarms or traffic noise!
As usual, the view leaving Johannesburg is much better than arriving!!! A few photos crossing the Hartebeespoort Dam and then one shot of the Waterberg – fantastic in the early morning…
Birds in our garden…at least for now until the Indian Myna’s invade like they have in Randburg…
At lease here the barbet can live in peace – Rabson declared war on them in his garden – he said they ate his tomatoes!!