Pupola's Blog, page 5
February 22, 2020
January 1, 2020
Happy 2020 New Year :D
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Never One
Kindle (free with kindle unlimited): https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
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Never One
Kindle (free with kindle unlimited): https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
December 25, 2019
December 4, 2019
Christmas shopping ;)
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Looking for a different kind of book to read for a friend, relative, or yourself this Christmas? How about a YA Sci-Fi novel, Never One!
Or looking for a ‘coffee table like’ gift or for yourself? How about a poetry book, A Mindful Wilderness or how about two: Random Chemicals and Snotty Love Poems! Both poetry books have wonderful illustrations too.
Never One
Kindle (free with kindle unlimited): https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
A Mindful Wilderness
https://www.amazon.com/Mindful-Wilder...
Random Chemicals and Snotty Love Poems
Kindle (free with kindle unlimited): https://www.amazon.com/Random-Chemica...
https://www.amazon.com/Random-Chemica...
‘Never One’, ‘A Mindful Wilderness’, and ‘Random Chemicals and Snotty Love Poems’ can also be purchased at BarnesandNoble.com
--Happy Holidays & New Year & happy reading =)
Looking for a different kind of book to read for a friend, relative, or yourself this Christmas? How about a YA Sci-Fi novel, Never One!
Or looking for a ‘coffee table like’ gift or for yourself? How about a poetry book, A Mindful Wilderness or how about two: Random Chemicals and Snotty Love Poems! Both poetry books have wonderful illustrations too.
Never One
Kindle (free with kindle unlimited): https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
A Mindful Wilderness
https://www.amazon.com/Mindful-Wilder...
Random Chemicals and Snotty Love Poems
Kindle (free with kindle unlimited): https://www.amazon.com/Random-Chemica...
https://www.amazon.com/Random-Chemica...
‘Never One’, ‘A Mindful Wilderness’, and ‘Random Chemicals and Snotty Love Poems’ can also be purchased at BarnesandNoble.com
--Happy Holidays & New Year & happy reading =)
December 1, 2019
November 28, 2019
happy turkey day :D
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Never One
Kindle (free with kindle unlimited): https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
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Never One
Kindle (free with kindle unlimited): https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
November 22, 2019
o mountain.....
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Never One
Kindle (free with kindle unlimited): https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
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Never One
Kindle (free with kindle unlimited): https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
November 6, 2019
October 31, 2019
Happy Halloween
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Never One Kindle (free with kindle unlimited):
https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
-Can also be purchased at BarnesandNoble.com
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Never One Kindle (free with kindle unlimited):
https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
-Can also be purchased at BarnesandNoble.com
October 20, 2019
Ghost Hand by Pupola
(spooky spelling and grammar included)
Jannie Arpy's hands were fine at the moment. They were not fine on Halloween night at the clock chimes of 6pm when the night fell earlier. She just put the candy bowl down on a side table by her front door. Her left hand shook violently. What was happening, she wondered. Then it stopped. She sighed in relief. Jannie was alone in her home. Oh yeah, single too, but dating here and there briefly. Then she SCREAMED!! An old man's eyes, bushy eyebrows, and mouth but no nose appeared on the palm of her left hand.
"Hey lady!" the old man in her left hand spoke and winked at her.
She slammed her left hand into the nearby wall.
"Ouch!" she wailed, retracting her hand. It was her dominant hand too.
"You're the only one who gets hurt lady. Not awesome me," he whistled.
"PFF!" she slapped her forehead with the same hand. Her hand mumbled something against her forehead. "What?" She lowered her hand looking at the old man's face on it.
"Listen, doll face. I am only here for Halloween night. POOF! I'll be gone by dawn tomorrow," he explained.
"Are you a ghost? Why did you decide to possess my left hand? My dominant one by the way..." Jannie grumbled.
"I am new to this. Just passed away last year. Don't spirits, ghosts, and ghouls come out on Halloween and Day of the Dead? I wanted to see my wife. This was our home," he said.
"This was your home? I don't know where your wife left. I heard from my neighbors maybe Honolulu?" she told.
“Honolulu?! Why you Edith?! I knew she was waiting for me to kick the bucket and sell off everything of ours and leave somewhere fun," now he grumbled.
"Well, can't blame her. You are gone," sighing, she continued, "I don't want to get into your personal life, bub, but it's about time to pass out Halloween candy to the kids. Keep quiet, okay?"
"That Edith…how could she?" her hand kept saying but lowered to mumbles.
DING DONG!
The first trick-or-treaters arrived. She picked up the bowl from the side table and opened the door. It was a small boy in a skunk suit and his newborn sister in a pumpkin costume carried by his father. "Trick or treat!" said the little boy.
"What on earth, a skunk costume? Must have been your parents, son," the old man face hand remarked.
"Huh?" the parents said. Their son just smiled showing off his teeth and holding out his plastic pumpkin bucket.
"Don't mind my senile great uncle who's visiting me." She dropped more candy than usual into the little skunk boy's bucket. "Have a happy Halloween!" Jannie waved her right hand and closed her door.
"I told you not to talk while I hand out candy at the door, bub," she talked to her hand face to face.
"Who wants to be dressed as a skunk on Halloween night? Poor kid."
Fifteen minutes later....
DING DONG!
"Stay quiet you," Jannie warned.
There were four kids from the age of four to eight. "Trick or treat!" the four kids greeted.
Three boys and one girl who looked four. The small girl wore a blue green princess, poofy dress with gold butterfly wings. Her crown on her head was pink with red fake stones. The eldest boy who seemed eight was dressed as ‘classic Dracula’. The other two boys that looked six and five wore matching black and blue pirate outfits with an eye patch, but no peg leg. Probably brothers. One parent, a mom, accompanied them. The mom wore a cat ears headband.
"My what darling—" Jannie was cut off by her talking ghost hand.
"Such elaborate Halloween costumes! A vampire, pirates with eye patches, and a winged princess whatever. Cut two holes out for eyes in a sheet, and put it over your head. Wrap yourself with some tin foil, and call yourself a dancing robot. Wear your mother's or grandmother's clothing and say you're a grand lady, little girl," the old man rambled.
"Uncle Jim!" Jannie turned her neck and hollered into her home. "Don't mind him. He's a clown. Here, have some more candy! Heh," Jannie blushed hard.
"Some voice of your uncle Jim. Sounded like he was right here," laughed the accompanying, mom parent.
"Why can't you keep your mouth shut?" she closed the door.
"Let me tell how I would do Halloween night," his bushy eyebrows wiggled up, and his eyes opened up more along with his widening mouth.
"I am going to put on gloves. You can mumble all you want!"
DING DONG!
"BRAINS...ARGH…ARGH," grunted three thirteen year-olds dressed up as zombies—two girls and one boy. They all carried pillow sacks for their candy haul
.
"Now that's the spirit. Just roll around in some dirt in some old clothing, but aren't you guys too old for trick or treating?" the ghost hand puzzled.
Jannie groaned. "Great uncle JIM!" She pretended to look back again and smothered the palm of her left hand against the wall.
"That's some nice trick using a mic and speaker system with video cameras," one of the costumed-zombie girl commented.
Jannie removed her left hand from the wall. "Yup that what it is."
"Hey, great uncle JIM, are you headless?!" the boy yelled.
"I forget son," the ghost hand replied.
And that ended up being Jannie's cover for her unstoppable, remarking possessed left hand by an old man ghost. The rest of the night, the trick-or-treaters laughed loudly. Called it the best trick of the night.
"Now, let me tell you. Edith was a dynamite, twenty something..." the ghost hand went on when Halloween night was over, and Jannie poured herself a nice cold glass of lemonade. She put on her ear buds and put on some comedy podcasts on her smartphone that would last her for two days. She zonked out in her living room couch around one am with the old man ghost chattering about the current state of the world without noticing Jannie snoring away.
In the morning, Jannie checked her left hand. The ghost face was gone. She squealed and bounced up and down on her couch. Jannie Arpy started to look for a new place to live on her tablet.
THE END and Happy Halloween! ;)
🎃👻👽💀🎃🎃👻👽💀🤷🎃😎😺
A young adult, sci-fi novel: Never One by Pupola (free ebook with kindle unlimited):
https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
-Paperback:
https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
-Can also be purchased at BarnesandNoble.com
Jannie Arpy's hands were fine at the moment. They were not fine on Halloween night at the clock chimes of 6pm when the night fell earlier. She just put the candy bowl down on a side table by her front door. Her left hand shook violently. What was happening, she wondered. Then it stopped. She sighed in relief. Jannie was alone in her home. Oh yeah, single too, but dating here and there briefly. Then she SCREAMED!! An old man's eyes, bushy eyebrows, and mouth but no nose appeared on the palm of her left hand.
"Hey lady!" the old man in her left hand spoke and winked at her.
She slammed her left hand into the nearby wall.
"Ouch!" she wailed, retracting her hand. It was her dominant hand too.
"You're the only one who gets hurt lady. Not awesome me," he whistled.
"PFF!" she slapped her forehead with the same hand. Her hand mumbled something against her forehead. "What?" She lowered her hand looking at the old man's face on it.
"Listen, doll face. I am only here for Halloween night. POOF! I'll be gone by dawn tomorrow," he explained.
"Are you a ghost? Why did you decide to possess my left hand? My dominant one by the way..." Jannie grumbled.
"I am new to this. Just passed away last year. Don't spirits, ghosts, and ghouls come out on Halloween and Day of the Dead? I wanted to see my wife. This was our home," he said.
"This was your home? I don't know where your wife left. I heard from my neighbors maybe Honolulu?" she told.
“Honolulu?! Why you Edith?! I knew she was waiting for me to kick the bucket and sell off everything of ours and leave somewhere fun," now he grumbled.
"Well, can't blame her. You are gone," sighing, she continued, "I don't want to get into your personal life, bub, but it's about time to pass out Halloween candy to the kids. Keep quiet, okay?"
"That Edith…how could she?" her hand kept saying but lowered to mumbles.
DING DONG!
The first trick-or-treaters arrived. She picked up the bowl from the side table and opened the door. It was a small boy in a skunk suit and his newborn sister in a pumpkin costume carried by his father. "Trick or treat!" said the little boy.
"What on earth, a skunk costume? Must have been your parents, son," the old man face hand remarked.
"Huh?" the parents said. Their son just smiled showing off his teeth and holding out his plastic pumpkin bucket.
"Don't mind my senile great uncle who's visiting me." She dropped more candy than usual into the little skunk boy's bucket. "Have a happy Halloween!" Jannie waved her right hand and closed her door.
"I told you not to talk while I hand out candy at the door, bub," she talked to her hand face to face.
"Who wants to be dressed as a skunk on Halloween night? Poor kid."
Fifteen minutes later....
DING DONG!
"Stay quiet you," Jannie warned.
There were four kids from the age of four to eight. "Trick or treat!" the four kids greeted.
Three boys and one girl who looked four. The small girl wore a blue green princess, poofy dress with gold butterfly wings. Her crown on her head was pink with red fake stones. The eldest boy who seemed eight was dressed as ‘classic Dracula’. The other two boys that looked six and five wore matching black and blue pirate outfits with an eye patch, but no peg leg. Probably brothers. One parent, a mom, accompanied them. The mom wore a cat ears headband.
"My what darling—" Jannie was cut off by her talking ghost hand.
"Such elaborate Halloween costumes! A vampire, pirates with eye patches, and a winged princess whatever. Cut two holes out for eyes in a sheet, and put it over your head. Wrap yourself with some tin foil, and call yourself a dancing robot. Wear your mother's or grandmother's clothing and say you're a grand lady, little girl," the old man rambled.
"Uncle Jim!" Jannie turned her neck and hollered into her home. "Don't mind him. He's a clown. Here, have some more candy! Heh," Jannie blushed hard.
"Some voice of your uncle Jim. Sounded like he was right here," laughed the accompanying, mom parent.
"Why can't you keep your mouth shut?" she closed the door.
"Let me tell how I would do Halloween night," his bushy eyebrows wiggled up, and his eyes opened up more along with his widening mouth.
"I am going to put on gloves. You can mumble all you want!"
DING DONG!
"BRAINS...ARGH…ARGH," grunted three thirteen year-olds dressed up as zombies—two girls and one boy. They all carried pillow sacks for their candy haul
.
"Now that's the spirit. Just roll around in some dirt in some old clothing, but aren't you guys too old for trick or treating?" the ghost hand puzzled.
Jannie groaned. "Great uncle JIM!" She pretended to look back again and smothered the palm of her left hand against the wall.
"That's some nice trick using a mic and speaker system with video cameras," one of the costumed-zombie girl commented.
Jannie removed her left hand from the wall. "Yup that what it is."
"Hey, great uncle JIM, are you headless?!" the boy yelled.
"I forget son," the ghost hand replied.
And that ended up being Jannie's cover for her unstoppable, remarking possessed left hand by an old man ghost. The rest of the night, the trick-or-treaters laughed loudly. Called it the best trick of the night.
"Now, let me tell you. Edith was a dynamite, twenty something..." the ghost hand went on when Halloween night was over, and Jannie poured herself a nice cold glass of lemonade. She put on her ear buds and put on some comedy podcasts on her smartphone that would last her for two days. She zonked out in her living room couch around one am with the old man ghost chattering about the current state of the world without noticing Jannie snoring away.
In the morning, Jannie checked her left hand. The ghost face was gone. She squealed and bounced up and down on her couch. Jannie Arpy started to look for a new place to live on her tablet.
THE END and Happy Halloween! ;)
🎃👻👽💀🎃🎃👻👽💀🤷🎃😎😺
A young adult, sci-fi novel: Never One by Pupola (free ebook with kindle unlimited):
https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
-Paperback:
https://www.amazon.com/Never-One-Pupo...
-Can also be purchased at BarnesandNoble.com
