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My New Book Blog!

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After many, many days…and about the six hours, my Book Blog, Peter Likes Books, is finally up.  I also have an adjoining Twitter and Instagram so make sure to check it out and see what it’s all about! The new blog will specifically be for all things related to books, whereas this blog will remain my thoughts, ideas and all of those deep thoughts that keep you people awake late at night! I think you for tolerating yet another dream with me!

Much love,

Peter

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My 101st Blog Post…Now What?

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It’s an interesting day outside today in Indiana.  It feels like fall even though the tulips are in bloom and the trees are full and green.  No further adjectives needed; Indiana in the springtime is green.  As I was sitting on our front porch swing drinking some coffee I read through some of the messages I received after writing my last post, my 100th post.  When you write something you never really have any idea of what kind of response you’ll get from readers, if any. Several years ago I wrote a post on my blog Thoughts From the Couch titled Vampire Flowers.  It wasn’t really much of a thought out post, but just something I threw together late at night, much like most of my posts.  I woke up the next day to tons of emails and messages from friends and people I didn’t even know commenting on how much they related to the post.  I’d like to say that responses like that make writing for me easier, but in the past they’ve made me halt and think deeper about my posts.  What I miss most about my early days of blogging was that I blogged often and didn’t really put much thought into my posts.  They literally were my thoughts just translated into words on the screen.  It felt awesome that for the first time in my life people related to my real self.  I could be myself and that was OK.  But now what?  What do I want from my blogging and writing now?

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The Summer of Storms…

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It’s been an interesting summer.  In early May I made a list of all of the activities and goals I wanted to complete and accomplish this summer, and now as the the end of summer closes in on us, I am reminded that I haven’t actually completed many of these goals.  In fact, I had planned to keep a diary for a year, but that plan fell apart on day one.  So what have I been up to this summer?

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Self Righteous Bloggers Bore Me to Death

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Readers either seem to relate to my really sappy posts about something thoughtful or they relate to my more brutally honest posts, of which this one will fit.  Tonight, while catching up on The Following and Jane the Virgin, I found myself floating from one blog to the next.  Some are my current favorites while some are blogs I used to follow on a regular basis.  For the last few years I’ve noticed a growing trend that serious writers are criticizing bloggers as not being real writers because they don’t have any real impact on the world or that they don’t really have anything of value to say.  I think this is quite interesting, as a blogger and author, because every industry PR exec from the fashion world to the tech world can tell you how profoundly bloggers affect the world, even directing the trends to the masses.

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Day 2 of #30DaysofBookstagrams…Favorite First Lines

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If you read my post yesterday, you know I’m attempting to complete the #30DaysofBookstagrams challenge! The challenge for day #2 is to post a favorite first line, so of course I used the line from my book The Before Now and After Then! Check it out below and buy it! It’s a great end of summer love story with lots of tragedy, Black Jack gum and Starbucks hidden menu drinks!

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Hey Mom! I’m a Published Author…

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There are certain gifts that parents give their children that contain such overwhelming power in simplicity that they don’t even realize the impact of their actions at the time.  The gift my mother gave to me was that she always read to me before bed.  Our ritual was that she would allow me to pick one of my hundreds of books and she would climb in next to me and we would enter a fantasy world together.  She never cared if I asked her to read the same book over and over again.  My favorite was always Mr. Rabbit and the Lovely Present.  We must have read it at least 200 times.

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