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Sex or Text? Ask Lucille!

Posted August 27th, 2015 in Friendship by Glenn Plaskin

Lucille Header RevisedDear Lucille, My husband is obsessed with his cell phone. He’s so addicted to it that he checks his messages even while we’re having sex!–propping his phone up on a pillow next to us. We had a huge blowout about it. It’s beyond rude–but he says he has to stay ‘on top’ of things. I’ve had enough Lucille. What can I do? Heather, Bottomed Out In Cleveland

Dear Heather,

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Some dogs likes phones not bones

Wow, your husband won’t let go of his bone! It’s his favorite toy.

When my Dad is texting, first I just stare at him with my tongue hanging out. Take a look:  IMG_4329cd9c10175d2fd0abe14b1a059a28e97d

Then I run and get a sock for a game of tug of war. Or I just sit still and look pretty until he notices. And if he still ignores me, I start barking and never stop until he pays attention.Maybe you should try it.

Cell phones are the pits—for dogs too. Last night, when I was out taking a walk, somebody (staring down at their phone) stepped on my paw. Ouch!

smartphone-addiction-obsessionMy Dad says: Compulsive texters are virtual sleepwalkers. They move in a trance, consumed by that little box. It’s an addiction that gobbles up 8-10 hours a day.

Heather, you have it bad in bed, but out there in the park, it isn’t so great either. images8Phone junkies don’t see or hear anything happening around them. They’re not actually IN the park–they’re just AT the park, never ‘in the moment’ like we dogs are. Why not? Because they find the sunshine, plants, flowers, dogs like me–and all the people around them much less interesting than Facebook, Twitter, E-mails, and Amazon.

Sept142013-hippodance2Even if their own dog (or daughter) is dancing, they just ignore or, or miss it! And when people text and drive, or talk and drive, it’s even worse, with their heads are up their you know whats.  Accidents happen.

My nose is always to the ground, my eyes and ears  on alert.  Dogs don’t need phones—and people don’t need ‘em as much they think they do.

I text by barking, howling, whimpering, by the look in my eyes, and with my tail.LucyYawn

Want to communicate with a person? Just lie on top of them! That’s what I do. Or I roll over on my back and stretch.  LucyBackwards copy

But texters walk right into you, and if they’re unlucky, maybe into a bus or a car.

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No phones here!

In your case, Heather, enough is enough. If your  husband  won’t put that phone away, even when you’re rubbing his tummy, then you have to teach him a lesson:

Bite on his bone! Take away his water.Forget his laundry.Mix up his socks. Lose a golf club.Hide his phone charger.

And if nothing else works, kick him to the curb. Either he loses his phone or he loses you. 

Ask Me Anything!

 

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE CUTEST DOG IN DALLAS

Posted May 14th, 2013 in Friendship by Glenn Plaskin

My literary agent, Jan Miller, is a passionate lover of beagles, and her adorable dog Schumacher just celebrated his birthday with a delicious cookie treat–which made my dog, Lucy, quite jealous. Look at those soulful eyes!

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A Limitless Sky: Writing A Book Of Your Own

Posted October 14th, 2011 in Barnes & Noble, Bookreading, Ghostwriting, Writing Your Book by Glenn Plaskin

Since my last book, KATIE, was published, I received so many E-mails and letters from people sharing their thoughts about every subject under the sky relating to the book they would most like to write.

At book signings at B&N and Borders, I was intrigued by the number of people who showed up to talk to me about their book ideas, so many of them truly original.

I really believe that everyone has a book inside them, just waiting to be written. It might be a memoir, a motivational guide, a family history, or a book about someone’s hobby or life work. And so often, people tell me they feel passionately about a subject that should become a book. But how?

I always believe that once you’ve figured out how to do it, or work with someone who can make the book come to life, the result is a lasting legacy –and it can become a reality, with no time wasted.

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Photo credit: Json Whittaker

Over the years, I’ve constructed a system for writing a book in five months or less, from beginning to end, adding in a few extra weeks for a book proposal–and then you’re ready to meet an agent and get that book published. It’s a limitless sky.

So if you have a great book idea, don’t procrastinate about it. I think the best stories come from real life, driven by true heart and passion. Here’s a few ideas about how to make your book become a reality:

MY 10 TIPS FOR
WRITING A BESTSELLER
1.Begin with a compelling hook or concept
2.Include an Introduction that seduces the reader
3.Capture a unique writing voice
4.Be concise
5.Create a sequence of short chapters that keep the reader’s attention
6.Use vivid imagery to paint a picture, language that’s punchy and descriptive
7.Keep the action moving, one chapter building to the next
8.Be specific and non-repetitive
9.Delete the sections readers skip
10.Create a climax, the book’s message carrying you to the end
To learn more, please feel free to visit my web site:  http://www.ghostwriteyourbook.net/

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Miss Destructive: Puppy On A Rampage

I don’t know about your puppy, but my 16-month-old terror, Lucy, has been on a binge of destruction, galloping like a wild Indian through my apartment, set upon chewing up anything she can get.

Yes, she has plenty of dog toys–an elk bone, a Nylabone, stuffed animals, kongs, rubber balls, torn socks–but why bother with those when she can eat Chinese grasscloth off the wall? Or my new sneakers? Or most recently, C A S H. Yes, I was in the bathtub reading a magazine and I heard Lucy contentedly chewing on something–which turned out to be my WALLET. Not only did she eat through the leather with gusto, but she also took $200 and efficiently tore the money in half with her nice white teeth.  By the time I got out of the tub, and almost broke my back slipping on the marble floor, she had my American Express card in her mouth, knawing on that as well.

She could be a custodian–as she also relishes going through the bathroom and kitchen waste baskets, excavating for watermelon rinds or used paper toweling. And when she can can work it into her schedule, a long doggie list of don’ts, she also has enjoyed eating through the silk backing of pillows. And in the evening, nothing makes her happier than finding Bazooka chewing gum. I recently found four pieces in her mouth, and she managed to blow a few bubbles.

Do you think she needs puppy Ritalin or Valium?

Mind you, while “her” room is untouched by chewing and totally intact with no damage done–her very own silk pillows still in pristine condition without a saliva stain on them–she doesn’t feel a bit of guilt about tearing into my space.

Today, she’s in “time out” in her room, stretched out on the beige couch, enjoying the air-conditioining, and watching the Food Channel, too hot to destroy anything else for the moment, but she will. The terrible twos really are pretty bad, but I’m hopeful that with proper

training, and lots of NO’s–she’ll understand that hers is a dog’s life, rather than my own.

All worn out and taking a nap after a rampage


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