I will admit to having been blessed, since the magic time of year known as #CoffinHop , with a plethora of new friends of the writerly persuasion. It has led to a great number of new connections, new followers and new confidants and co-conspirators. One of those new peeps, the lovely and talented Georgina Morales, has awarded lil’ ‘ol me with the “Versatile Blogger” Award!
Apparently, the way this deal works is:
#1) I thank, and link, the awarding Author, namely Georgina Morales of Diary of a Writer in Progress
#2) I pass this honor on to 5 fellow bloggers I feel worthy of the recognition. They are known as:
C.W. LaSart – What Really Scares Me
Red Tash – RedTash.Com
Paul W. Dail – A Horror Writer’s Not Necessarily Horrific Blog
Renee Pawlish – To Become A Writer
Kim Koning – Wrestling The Muse
All of these writers/bloggers bring a different voice (and unquestionable love for their craft) to the myriad behind-the-scenes trials and tribulations, tips and tricks, laughs and tears of The Writerly Life. I respect and admire them all and they all certainly deserve this award more than I probably do.
#3) Finally, I am supposed to divulge seven random facts about Axel. I assume these are meant to be intriguing trivia tidbits, so I will try to make them good:
I am an ordained Dudeist priest. I can actually conduct marriage ceremonies in the name of El Dudarino. I am also a high-ranking member of the Church of Ed Wood.
I was a singer in my youth, vocal jazz mostly, though I also fronted a couple of bands – one punk, one pub-core covers of 90’s rock hits. Our guitarist got us a gig that turned out to be hosting a four-hour jam. We had to learn 16 songs in a week. I still can’t forget the words to “Wonderwall”.
Lou Ferrigno owes me $5
I was an amateur boxer/kickboxer for several years and still find myself lost in a punch-drunk fog on occasion. I also consistently bob and weave when ducking would be much more appropriate.
I have slightly webbed hands and feet. I do not have gills.
I have a massive tattoo of Leatherface on my upper left thigh.
I frequently write on my patio, clad in boxer shorts, a porkpie hat and a Grady Tripp style bathrobe. The neighbours at the old folks home think I’m “queer”.
So, there you have it, kids. Please visit all of the above-mentioned authors, check out their sites, sample their wares. They are excellent writers, all.
And don’t forget to check out Living Dead @ Zigfreidt & Roy on Kindle (FREE this Friday and Saturday!!)