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How 'bout a #giveaway?
I have three, signed, advanced reading copies (ARCs) of INDOMITABLE to give away.
In the first few chapters of INDOMITABLE, Promise Paen and Victor Company are on the march, keeping time with Saw An Old Lady, a real military cadence that I've modified for the twenty-eighth century.
Cadences are traditional call-and-response songs sung by military personnel while marching or running. In the United States military, cadences are sometimes referred to as Jody Calls, after Jody (Jodie), a recurring character in some traditional cadences.
To win yourself an ARC, all you need to do is sound off! Share your favorite military cadence here, on my blog. Better yet, write your own. Better still, record yourself singing a cadence, and post the vid for all to share. Do that and you're entered to win. I'll draw names from a combat helmet. (I happen to have one handy)
Don't just stand there. Get singing. Move, Move, MOVE!
So, on the way to Taekwondo last night I was rear-ended AND pushed into the car in front of me (the photo is a dramatic representation). I actually didn't think to take a pic of my vehicle). And I don't drive a Lotus or whatever that red thing was.
Note to self: phone = camera = pictures. Any questions?
My boys were in the back. Thank God they're fine. The Colorado Springs PD and Fire and EMS were top-drawer. My kids were in awe. Watching the tow truck load my vehicle was the highlight of Andrew's day. Caleb wants to be a fireman. Nate couldn't stop smiling. The boys asked for souvenirs - hub caps and busted tail lights come cheap...er...sort of. We practiced our "thank you, sirs/ma'ams" and handshakes and praised our first responders for a job well done.
No serious injuries to the other drivers either. Some soft tissue stuff by the looks of it...but nothing major.
Damage to my car: high single digits.
Damage to my person: I have a sprained thumb and wrist, and strained muscles in my left arm and neck/shoulder. Ibuprofen for 3-5 and NO sparring. Well, bummer, I like to hit people and padded bags so that's no good.
As for the fool who cut into our lane several car lengths ahead of all involved, as we were slowing at the light, and then slammed on the breaks, leaving skid marks, causing the entire three-car accident, next time, DON'T.
To the young woman who hit me, remember to go easy on yourself. Thank you for thinking of my sons first. We had a nice chat. Hugged. I met her husband who's in the Air Force. Sweet couple. Quality people all around. The eye contact and unqualified apology went light years. Grace exists for reasons. I've been given more than I deserve in this life. You have mine too.
To the other young lady who went to the hospital in a neck brace (probably just precautionary), you're in my prayers, ma'am.
A few parting thoughts:
That said, I'm naming today "Hug My Kid's Day." And tomorrow and the next day too.