NJ Kuhr. View 1 comment. Cheap dictation software? Omg this book could have been so much better if someone had bothered to proofread. So many grammar and spelling errors that I have to wonder if they were on purpose? It seems like they let MS Word take the reigns and went crazy with automatic spell check and correct. The story itself wasn't bad. A little bit immature and dry in areas but probably would have been cleaned up Cheap dictation software?
A little bit immature and dry in areas but probably would have been cleaned up if someone had bothered to proofread and edit. I feel really bad saying this, but I'm glad I got this for free after a price drop. Sep 16, Swim Girl rated it it was amazing. I never give reviews but I mostly want the coupon for book two. This is a great book, I read it in one sitting till five in the morning and now I'm impatient for the next book.
I was not expecting the ending and need to see what happens. View 2 comments. Sep 16, Danele Pace rated it it was amazing. I don't read a lot but a friend insisted I read this and I read it so fast. I usually take weeks to read books even months but I read this in a few days. Definitly changed my view on reading. Oct 09, Jess rated it it was amazing. FYI I have previously published this review on Amazon. This book. How do I aptly describe it? I had thought this book would be rather dull.
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Community Reviews. Showing Rating details. More filters. Sort order. Jan 06, N. Hey everyone. I'm so glad people are reading my book and adding it to must read list. Thank you. Thank you for all the support. I have gone over it so many times and sent it out to get re-editing and had the errors and pages corrected. It's all shiny and new. Thank you all for the support and suggestions. NJ Kuhr.
View 1 comment. Cheap dictation software? Omg this book could have been so much better if someone had bothered to proofread. So many grammar and spelling errors that I have to wonder if they were on purpose? It seems like they let MS Word take the reigns and went crazy with automatic spell check and correct. The story itself wasn't bad. A little bit immature and dry in areas but probably would have been cleaned up Cheap dictation software?
A little bit immature and dry in areas but probably would have been cleaned up if someone had bothered to proofread and edit.
I feel really bad saying this, but I'm glad I got this for free after a price drop. Sep 16, Swim Girl rated it it was amazing. I never give reviews but I mostly want the coupon for book two. This is a great book, I read it in one sitting till five in the morning and now I'm impatient for the next book. How do I know? Cause I found it skutteling on it's spidery legs across my sheet and I gently killed it.
Yes, I actually, purposely did this. I killed it with a sock so that I would not obliterate it into a blob of spider goo so that it could be identified by a doctor. THEN - for the perfect transport I grabbed a box of Michael Farris Smith matches from his book, The Fighter with the cover of The Fighter on the front, dumped matches, stuck the spider in said box and placed it in my crossover bag which I just about wear to bed.
Because it is a true crossover that fits like you are crossing over the big ocean and climbing mountains and traveling through the Aussie outback. These are my requirements for the proper purse. Because someone might say - HEY mate! You want to go to Australia today- I've got an extra ticket? And I won't even have to say, wait let me get my purse because I'll be wearing it.
But I digress. Oh, dead spider we will go, dead spider we will go, hi-ho the dairyo-deadspider we will go. I thought of going to the emergency room at But I had an important writerly conference call at so I grabbed ice for bit, took Benadryl and drank extra coffee. Could not, would not miss that call. Hung up from call at and walked out the door to the doctors.
At first they asked, What makes you think it was a brown recluse? They thought I was gonna light up. Which I can understand if you are sitting in the little room waiting too long after you have waited in the big room. They are - impressed. Yes, That IS a brown recluse. And all the doctors confer to look at it. I am now The Fighter.
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I have earned their respect for killing and capturing the creature and bringing it in. The bite is on the inside of left arm. Right where one would receive a blood transfusion. I find all this evil and curious.
I am supposed to be leaving in two days to drive across three states for a book luncheon event and to speak. To speak at a book luncheon event. That's better. As in - I'm not simply attending - I am the speaker. And showing up is highly favored upon the bookstore owners and the good people who have bought tickets. The show must go on I say. And something to the effect - DOC, you gotta hook me up with some antibiotics.
I have read about these things. They tell me that they HATE to give me antibiotics because when the Zombies come and I really need them they won't work because I have built up a resistance. My arm is on fire like a hill of fireants are eating my flesh alive. I tell them I kinda think I need them antibiotics. They give me a tetnus shot. I kinda tell them I'm not leaving without some antibiotics. At this point they see the glazed, crazy look in my eye and consent because they have other patients waiting but me and that spider aren't going anywhere until they give me something.
So, they concede and give me a weak antibiotic to take twice a day. They tell me to take FOUR antibiotics and they will call in a refill. The weekend arrives. I call the hotline and say - you know, I think this thing is really getting worse. They tell me to go to ER or come into see them the next day. I always have things to do that preclude going to the ER. Like, I'm just gonna read this book and ice my arm and take 47 Ibuprofen and two Benedryl and look at this thing.
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Next day. I go to the doctor. Any sort of thoughts of me saving antibiotics for the Zombie rush have now gone out the window. Like I'm driving out of town tomorrow? I can tell she doesn't like it. Not one bit. And that she is in her stay calm mode. As in don't let the patient know how serious this is.
I'm not kidding about any of that. Do you want to lose your arm? Do you want to type with both hands? They should have sent you to a surgeon! That should have been opened up! Do you know how serious this is???? And the most precious thing in the world is - he truly cares that his Mummy might become well, a mummy. He is worried about me and my having to type with one hand. Okay, he is worried that I am gonna die. WHY are you in the dark??????
And I say, 'because of the spider bite and I've been up all night in pain" and he says - What spider bite? You got bit by a spider? And then I say some stuff and love you and hang up. Then I text him a picture of the spider bite arm. The Zombies. Always the Zombies. And these are guys who have been to war multiple times and they are both tough guys and so I appreciate the level of their concern.
And I got to hit the road cause I'm a writer and there are people actually waiting who have bought tickets to see me and hear me talk about my book. Imagine that! I am not paying THEM to sit there and listen to me they have actually paid to listen to me talk about a book I wrote and want them to buy that they are buying. Yes, I'm going to take my antibiotics and my ice pack and I'm going to go be with them and tell stories.
So I'm like some lone cargirl cowgirl driving down the road signing, Me and my spider-bite. This is true. People don't mess with me. Because they have a sense that all hell will break loose or there will be a Holy Ghost revival rain down and they just don't know but they know its something strange, something not just ordinary right there about that one.
The drive is hours away. I think I feel the fever coming on. But the show - the show must go on because it's about the power of story. This thing That is in my blood. More powerful than spider. Full of light and not of shadow. It's about brining the story home. And sharing it with the incredible people who support authors and celebrate new novels and memoirs, these offerings of words on paper. Wishing you incredible, beautiful ordinary days. There's nothing like it. Being on the road. Being on the road for book tour and then being on the road with Mama for miles and miles.
Her telling me stories. I thought I blogged about it but realize now it was a Facebook post. About the air in the car going out. About her declaring with the windows down, the wind in our hair, her feet on the dash where they belonged - "This is just like being back in the cotton fields" and me saying - "Now Mama! You know this is NOT cotton field hot! I have never stood in the middle of the hot, blaring sun of the south in the dirt of a cotton field in my life.
Like an introvert. Like a quiet child. Like a writer. We are always listening.
Absorbing like a sponge. We are the witness to life and and the keeper of story. Mama was a trooper. Broken air and all. We made it to Panama City where I got to read and speak to people that included friends from Bay High school. And past board members of the Children's Advocacy Center where I used to be the Executive Director once upon the time in another life. From my writer days in Panama City. My Cousin. My Mama. My life. And man - did they not all honor and surprise me.
Every single one of them. I have not properly captured - anything. I mean to take photos. I mean to ask someone to take photos. I don't do either one. I gather a few here and there but they are rare. I have not. I thought I'd blog everyday to share the wonderful experiences of meeting readers on the road. But I can tell you this. I believe more than ever in the power of story that sustains and connects us. I believe that Confessions of a Christian Mystic in all it's glorious strange title has touched lives here and there and everywhere.
I've continued to be blown away by your notes and comments on Facebook and privately about what the book has meant to you. It means I'm still breathing for a reason. Still writing and that words in our lives are so important. A special thank you to readers who have driven two hours or more to get to an event. Some who have read my books previously and others who just caught news and were captivated and came as if on pilgrimage. I'm so thankful for every minute and mile and for your time.
I want to wander in your lives and share the mystical moments that have happened on this tour. I want to revisit my moments on the beach, to write about Panama City and the rebuilding after Hurricane Michael. To write about the retired Episcopal Priest who came last night to the signing and a man who also attended, came in early that day - bought my book and read the ENTIRE thing- before the event.