Leona Palmer Haag
- I have no clue what the word succinct means, and I often prove it.
- I wrote and illustrated my first novel at age 11. My soul critic gave it 2 thumbs down. I tried to revise the llama's tail, but couldn't fix the crayon marks. It never occurred to me that might not be the problem.
- I figured out what plot meant at age 13. I sure could have used the definition earlier and saved the poor llama.
- I had the worlds worst English teacher in 11th grade. She gave me D's and C-'s! Out of revenge I wrote a killer paper.
- I got an A+ on that killer paper. One of the only four papers which, in her own words, were worth reading. Which she did to the entire class, but not until after she'd yelled at us for a solid 20 minutes and made all of us feel like failures not only in her class, but in life.
- (Teachers could get away with that kind of thing back when I was young.)
- I didn't have to rewrite my paper. Or any others. I knew I could write, and I did, rescuing my semester grade.
- I sure wish I still had that paper.
Other Stuff:
- I'm married to Mr. Fix It who loves having me hand him projects
- I'm mom to 5 kids, and Grammie to 14 cute little Grands.
- I live in "My Happy Little Village" which has no stop lights, bars, post office, library, and no more than 5 roads in and out of town.
- My Happy Little Village has foxes, coyotes, deer, elk, moose, skunks, bobcats and other wildlife, most of which I've seen or heard wandering through my yard.
- My cat fell victim to one of the above more fierce creatures.
- I used to run--a favorite activity until my neck underwent spontaneous breakage.
- My doctors called my "broken neck" degenerative vertebrae and halted my running career.
- I still love my genetic progenitors.
- I hope my kids and Grands forgive me for passing my "lesser genes" along unintentionally.
- So, I don't run. Period.
- I am attempting to learn how to walk and love it. Good luck with that, I sarcastically and enthusiastically coach myself at regular intervals.
More other Stuff:
- I'm a firm believer in positive thinking/acting.
- Therefore I have nearly 100 formal rejection letters and many informal ones: ie: "If you don't hear from us, assume correctly that we're not interested in your manuscript."
- I'm still a positive thinker/acter.
- I rely heavily on spell check.
- I rely heavily on my computer and my computer savvy kids.
- I know where my delete key is and I'm unashamed to use it.
- I bake bread and cookies, pizza and lasagna.
- I sew.
- I unpick. I have a sewing unpicker tool and I'm not ashamed to use it.
- I love my family.
- I love my home.
- I love my car.
- My favorite color is green, especially in nature. Or money. Or both.
- I have a science degree from Weber State University.
- I've worked mostly in sales positions, and mostly sales centering on furniture.
- Oops, I've mostly worked as a seamstress: sewing, creating, designing and selling upholstered furniture.
- No, I will not critique your sofa when I enter your house. But I may take a second look at your antique sideboard, but you may not notice that.
- I used to love painting the rooms in my house. I've retired from painting I keep telling myself, to no avail.
- I love flowers and trees. (Remember, I love green.)
- I hike, bike, boat--wait, some of those are now said in the past tense. I still can't turn my head enough to the side to assure safety or comfort on my mountain bike.
- I help my kids with their kids.
- I dislike messes, therefore, I clean up messes.
- I dislike noise, but I endure noise and I create noise.
- I like order. I'm never ashamed to have someone open my kitchen drawers.
- I love vacations: Beaches, mountains, prairies, cabins, luxury hotels, history places and all kinds of play places.
- I'm terrified of bears and mountain lions.
- I love birds.
- I love writing.
- I mostly write chick-lit, with a little romance and fun wit. Secrets at Midnight (shared in previous posts) was my first "cozy murder." I much prefer chick-lit without firearms.
- I'm a Mormon. "I know it. I live it. I love it."
- Some of my novels reflect my Mormon culture.
- I've written one fairy tale, and that's maybe my favorite of all he books I've written--ever!
- I've got a very rough first draft of historical fiction sitting around somewhere. It will take a lot of research and hard work--which means time--to polish it up. (My characters are a little lack-luster, mostly, and I've got to breath life into them.)
- Characters: I enjoy developing them as much and maybe more than anything else. That and providing a setting. I work the plot around those sometimes.
- I love using a thesaurus. And a dictionary. I don't know every word or what they mean, but I love words.
- I love paper. I hoard paper. But I'm not a hoarder, so I don't have a ton of it, despite my love affair. It's complicated...
- I've worked as a copy writer. So fun! (Yes, another dream job!)
- I was accused of "painting a mustache on my baby" by a writer whose work I edited, because it was my job to make sure bad writing never made it past me.
- That baby looked nice after I "put on a mustache." It stayed. lucky little cutie!
- Moral of the story: Never yell at your editor and tell her off and then expect her to erase her mustache, especially if you're writing about furniture and haven't got a clue what a "shelter magazine" is and you've just told your editor you couldn't find one in the library--and you looked! (Tee,hee,hee,hee!)
- I'm nice. Very, very nice.
- I never fired a copy writer under me. I wanted to fire someone else once (not a copy writer), but didn't.
- See, I'm nice.
- I love earrings. It was my huge possession of self control that prevented me from posting pictures of earrings as I posted my novel Secrets at Midnight.
- I like Chocolate. It used to be love, but since my neck surgery all bitter and sour tastes have been enhanced and you know, Chocolate is bitter and sour now. So sad!
- That's enough. You know me better than I know myself now.
- Please leave me feedback on Secrets at Midnight. I'd like to know if you enjoyed the book and whether you'd like more of that type of work. I have written a sequel already, and yes, Jenn gets in over her pretty little head again. Her daughter is dragged along because--have you ever met a mom of a cute little toddler who leaves her beloved kid behind? I haven't, and if I did, I'd doubt the mom's devotion and her sanity.
- Thanks for dropping by. Let me know if you're interested in seeing more of my novels posted on my blog.
~~ Leona
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