tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7783311691038704303.post7730186895010832035..comments2023-04-22T01:21:15.002-05:00Comments on The Big Heat: Turning a Farming, er, Mishap Into Writing InspirationGae-Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12410169062960865279noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7783311691038704303.post-34821655815922340722014-10-11T11:19:55.144-05:002014-10-11T11:19:55.144-05:00Thanks Atif, I appreciate your faith in my story-t...Thanks Atif, I appreciate your faith in my story-telling abilities despite my clumsiness!Gae-Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12410169062960865279noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7783311691038704303.post-64687675381251699002014-10-11T02:16:45.558-05:002014-10-11T02:16:45.558-05:00Now i believe you are a GREAT story-writer :Now i believe you are a GREAT story-writer :Atifovichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07502061253440720160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7783311691038704303.post-30762759916343357912014-01-11T14:03:45.353-06:002014-01-11T14:03:45.353-06:00Okay, S.A., that comment about the 800 pound roll ...Okay, S.A., that comment about the 800 pound roll of hay is terribly relevant. We're putting two out tomorrow for the cows. We use a hay dolly instead of a tractor, and rolling is a problem. Let's see if I can stay out from under them...<br /><br />I appreciate all the comments so much - it's reassuring to know it's not just me...Gae-Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12410169062960865279noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7783311691038704303.post-79795047289972056162014-01-10T12:03:29.224-06:002014-01-10T12:03:29.224-06:00Living on a farm myself, I can definitely relate t...Living on a farm myself, I can definitely relate to your story. As a writer, I can also relate to getting material for my stories from actual events that occurred on our farm - like the time my husband almost rolled an 800 pound hay round over me ... I barely escaped injury on that. Good Post :-)moltenisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03436508944526068262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7783311691038704303.post-915663884707409112013-10-12T09:27:37.931-05:002013-10-12T09:27:37.931-05:00Oh Helen, how true that is. Maybe I should switch ...Oh Helen, how true that is. Maybe I should switch from crime to romance. Might be safer.Gae-Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12410169062960865279noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7783311691038704303.post-87400145528533756202013-09-24T09:29:53.905-05:002013-09-24T09:29:53.905-05:00Now, a romance writer wouldn't operate the bru...Now, a romance writer wouldn't operate the brushcutter . . . not until some buff guy she was attracted to, but who ticked her off, came to do it for her. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13922434004092399756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7783311691038704303.post-79819861031817096972013-09-23T13:19:13.895-05:002013-09-23T13:19:13.895-05:00Ouch, Carrie. I hope your main character still man...Ouch, Carrie. I hope your main character still managed to get away from the bad guy. Is this WALK A LONELY STREET? I'm looking forward to reading it!Gae-Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12410169062960865279noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7783311691038704303.post-36176677475358475032013-09-23T13:16:53.166-05:002013-09-23T13:16:53.166-05:00Ooooh, Jacquie! Slicing through your arm and stepp...Ooooh, Jacquie! Slicing through your arm and stepping on a nail? Seriously painful. Haven't tried either of those. Yet. But I'm still breathing, so there's still time. Thanks for stopping by!Gae-Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12410169062960865279noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7783311691038704303.post-56954037125726288302013-09-21T10:17:46.348-05:002013-09-21T10:17:46.348-05:00I had my main character in the novel I'm worki...I had my main character in the novel I'm working on have a very similar accident - falling flat out on his face on the pavement after he tripped while running - to one I had. His was cooler though. He was running for his life from the bad guy, and I was just running for a train.Carriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11406849127208192970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7783311691038704303.post-7911182714441836262013-09-20T00:23:46.245-05:002013-09-20T00:23:46.245-05:00Are we doing stupid farm tricks? I was cutting th...Are we doing stupid farm tricks? I was cutting the twine on bales when my dad hollered at me (just wanted to know where I was), and instead of slashing the twine--um, I managed to cut <b>my own arm</b>. Doh! Or there was the time I stepped on a nail and poked clear through the top of my shoe. It hurt worse coming out that going in, that's for sure!Jacquie Rogershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17361793932364487636noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7783311691038704303.post-25499559273628409002013-09-18T07:30:54.189-05:002013-09-18T07:30:54.189-05:00I shouldn't laugh, Nancy (really I shouldn'...I shouldn't laugh, Nancy (really I shouldn't!), but that is too funny! Sometimes, there's nothing to do but see the funny in things. Hope the hog and the calf managed to get a bite of that feed!Gae-Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12410169062960865279noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7783311691038704303.post-53019168496162721012013-09-17T20:35:50.654-05:002013-09-17T20:35:50.654-05:00Now that's not funny, but ya have to laugh any...Now that's not funny, but ya have to laugh anyway! Made me think of a farm incident of my own, that gave me quite a bump on the head...all I could do was sit and laugh, thinking of how it all looked to God, looking down from above...hilarious. I had a bucket of feed for my calf who was in one pen, and there was a large pig in the pen that I had to walk through to get to the gate to the calf pen...it had rained about 6 inches, and the whole place was a muddy mess, and of course a huge mud puddle where the gate was...trying to keep the hog off me to open the gate with one hand while holding the bucket up with the other, the calf runs over, knocks the gate open, runs into the pig pen, the hog runs into the calf pen, the bucket of feed went flying, and I slipped in the mud and landed right on my bluejean pockets (butt) in 6 inches of mud...and to top it all off, the gate slammed shut, hitting me in the back of the head. There I sat, and just started laughing at how funny it must all look. Glad no one was around to see it though! Hope your lip heals quickly...try aloe.<br />Luv ya'll!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14801332083987465307noreply@blogger.com