Guest Blogger: Pam Asberry

Thank you, Carol, for inviting me be Under the Tiki Hut today. When I left my hometown of Dacula, (pronounced Da-CUE-la), Georgia – a suburb of Atlanta – summer was drawing its last breath. It’s hard to believe that Friday will be the first day of autumn; scarecrows, pumpkins and caramel apples seem a world away away as I sit here watching the ocean gently lapping on the warm, white sand under a cloudless blue sky. I spent the morning stretched out on a chaise lounge with a stack of beach reads and bottomless mimosas; now, fortified by a lunch of fish tacos, chips and salsa, I am happy to be in the shade, laptop in front of me, a big basket of chips and salsa by side and a frosty mug of local beer within reach. Finally, I am ready to get back to my work-in-progress after a several-week hiatus.

Peace and quiet reigns – it’s the perfect atmosphere for writing. Long minutes pass; I am interrupted only by the hunky bartender, who keeps both my basket and my mug filled. I wonder if he’s single, like me? Focus, Pam. There, that’s better. Again, the words are flowing; ah, if only life could be like this every day…

My reverie is interrupted by the roaring engine of a small plane overhead. I look up and can just barely make out the words on the aerial banner: “KARAOKE TONIGHT. CRAZY ED’S.” Karaoke, eh? There’s an experience that’s been on my bucket list forever. On my last birthday, I vowed to try something new every day and blog about it. Click HERE to see what I have done so far. I wonder where Crazy Ed’s is? I’ll find out later. That might be the perfect reward at the end of the day – I do a mean rendition of I Will Survive – but only IF I make my word count. Which I’m not going to do if I sit here daydreaming about karaoke. Time to get back to work.

Author: Pam Asberry
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