Julia Barrett's World

My contest is running through Monday - you can win a copy of any of my books. Beauty and the Feast is a delicious read…you know you’re hungry enough to eat that book up! Yum.

So hubby and I were talking about Steampunk and he says he’s read Steampunk - The Lost Regiment Series,, by William R. Forstchen. There’s a story behind this. A patient of his gave him the first book, and then every month for nine months gave him another, until the patient, sadly, died.

The Lost Regiment series begins during the Civil War, when a regiment of Union soldiers is swept through a time portal and end up on a hostile world. The men survive by their wits and their 1860′s technology, what they have of it and what they can create in their new world. Steampunk? I plan to read the series and find out for myself.

Random stuff - my puppy refuses to eat, at least he won’t eat much. He’s a huge puppy who has no interest whatsoever in food. I’ve resorted to canned cat food mixed with giant puppy chow mixed with a hard-boiled egg, crushed bacon and a sprinkling of Parmesan cheese. Sometimes he eats it, sometimes he won’t. This is both funny and frustrating at the same time. Believe me I have tried everything. Yeah, the vet knows.

If you ever get a chance, rent the movie Second Hand Lions. Not only does it star two great actors, Michael Caine and Robert Duvall, the story says an awful lot about love, loss and life. Watching it as we speak.

Starting a new WIP and revising the old ones.

Happy start of the NFL season! May all your fantasy football wishes and dreams come true. Night.

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I won’t post any photos or videos. This day was awful, the worst thing to happen in my lifetime and I hope to god the worst thing to happen in my kids’ lifetimes. I was awake, about to get the kids out of bed for school, when my mother phoned and told me a plane had hit one of the towers of the World Trade Centers and I should turn on the TV. I did, in time to watch the second plane hit. I remember falling to the floor in shock, my legs simply wouldn’t hold me because I knew what was happening. I screamed and my husband ran, dripping wet, out of the shower. Both of us prayed that this was a bad dream, but it wasn’t.

Two of my friends have beautiful tributes on their sites, Amber over at her blogspot: http://amberskyze.blogspot.com/

and Fran Lee at the site a bunch of us share…Seven Sexy Scribes: http://sevensexyscribes.blogspot.com/

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