This coming Tuesday, April 12, is the Launch Date for Hearts of Three Kings: The Story of Glops, Book 7
Spread the word! Let everyone know that another book is ready to be read!
Both the paperback and the eBook will be available on Tuesday. After you read the eBook or paperback, please leave a review on your favorite online store, such as Amazon.com, Goodreads.com, or IndieBound.org. I will begin working on the Audible audiobook soon.
In the meantime: For fun, look at the photos on either side of the book cover below. What do the photos represent? Who do they represent?
No eBook yet for
This book is an Outstanding Resource for Veteran or Novice Players and is now available in paperback at Amazon. I will continue working on an eBook version. (I'm not willing to "throw in the towel," just yet.)
This completely revised and improved edition with more songs than ever is an excellent resource for veteran or novice rhythm guitar players.
- information about guitars
- crash course in reading music
- scales, keys, chords, and Circle of Fifths
- finger-position pictures in color
- tablatures for twenty-eight guitar chords
- 138 folk songs, children’s songs, and favorites, in:
- seven 1-chord songs,
- fifty-two 2-chord songs,
- seventy-nine 3-chord songs,
- with alphabetical indexes of songs, their keys and chords
Our grandson, Dustin Paul McKinney went to be with Jesus on March 22.
Dustin Paul McKinney passed away at the age of 21 on Tuesday, March 22, in Borger. He was an avid gamer and an employee of Pac & Mail Mailing Center. He loved being with his friends. He graduated from Frank Phillips College in 2020, and from Borger ISD in 2018 where he was on the Honor Roll. He was cremated, and the Celebration of Life was held Monday, March 28. The chapel service was crowded with people who loved Dustin and members of the family.
. . . of mice and men often go awry.
I had Guitars & Folk Songs: An Anthology ready to upload the book into Amazon and the eBook into Kindle. When I began the process, my Microsoft xlsx files for the Table of Contents and Indexes would not convert. So I took all the information out of xlsx and put them directly into my docx files. Guess what. The spacing for text and photos were all wrong. What a mess!
All that really means is that I will not have the book or ebook available for awhile yet. I'll keep working on them, and I'll let you know when I successfully have them ready for you.
The paperback will be ready for purchase that same day. I'm extremely excited, . . .
. . . but That's Not All
I will have both the new eBook and new paperback ready for you at Amazon on Tuesday.
May God bless you and yours,
Back Cover (But it might change some):
I called Glenn, but he couldn't help me from Borger. Of course not! He did say he could drive to Amarillo and bring the spare car key, but I didn't want him to do that unless absolutely neccessary. I cancelled my doctor appointment and begged for a new appointment. Got it. Then, I looked everywhere for my key.
I looked in places and in rooms I had not even been near for a week or longer. I thought back to the last time I used the key. Where could I have possibly put it? Still, I could not remember. Forty-five minutes later, I thought, "Wait a minute ..." and I found the car key right where I left it, in a pocket of my robe. Why was it there? Because I was in the closet getting ready for bed and the key fell out of the back pocket of my jeans where I had put the key the last time I used it to get into the car. I put the key in my robe. Well, it made sense to me at the time. Moving on ...
My iPhone is always right where I left it, unless my wonderful husband Glenn decides to be helpful and moves it to where he thinks it should be instead of where I left it. You see, I frequently forget where I have left it. Everything is in my iPhone: my calendar of appointments and dates to remember, important documents, lists, precious photos, seven versions of the Bible and my notes, games, as well as a multitude of apps. I do not want to lose my iPhone!
If I had the Tile when I lost my key on February 7, the Tile would have led me to the closet where my housecoat was hanging on a hanger. Then I would have searched everywhere, high and low, in the closet until I pinpointed exactly where the tune from the Tile attached to the key was telling me my key was located.
Earlier in the year on Mother's Day, I lost a diamond pendant and necklace. I was devastated. We looked everywhere we could think of to look. We let the church office know about it. We checked with the restaurant. I retraced all my steps for the entire day. Glenn detailed the inside of the car. Nothing! Later, in the church office, I said, "I hope that if someone found it, they knew it was real and not something to be thrown away." The receptionist said, "Oh, they knew, or it would have been turned in to the office." Maybe. I don't know.
For our anniversary and my birthday, both in July, Glenn gave me a new diamond pendant and necklace. I adore it! It's so beautiful! Then, for Christmas, he gave me matching earrings. Wow! When I wear the complete set, I feel so special! I am constantly feeling for them to see that all the pieces are still on me. Glenn keeps looking at them, too. We are a little paranoid, I guess.
I received a new Viking Opal 650 sewing machine.
To try out all its "fancy" stitches, Glenn said I
should monogram handkerchiefs for him. So, I did.
I bought material, made twenty handkerchiefs,
and monogramed or put cute borders on each one.
It was fun! Now, I'm altering some clothes for
both Glenn and me. I even have something in mind to sew for our dog, Kiara. What's next? I don't know, yet. All three of our daughters sew quite a bit. Two of them are members of a quilting club. One sews costumes for SCA, a living history group. I might take sewing classes since my skill as a "sewist" has neared its expiration date. Is that a new term for you? It is for me.
Life is good, and we are blessed. Praise God for his generosity and love. With my thirteen-month-old, titanium knees, I get around very well. Now, the crooked fingers and hammer toes are something else. I'll do all I can for as long as I can and praise God while I do it! Amen!
If you made it to the end of this boastful letter, you are exceptional!
May God bless you, now and throughout all your days.
... Merry Christmas ...
Betty M Reeves
and dog lover.
I love my life!