Well, how’s it going, everybody?

I’m off to a meeting of synesthetes today. People who see letters in different colors, people for whom numbers have personalities, and my personal gift, people who receive tactile stimuli from hearing words or sounds.


But before I leave, I thought I’d chew on your ear a bit—or your eyes, whichever you prefer.

While Plenty of Fish seems pretty straightforward, I wondered how far afield this dating business goes.


I understand it’s a billion-dollar enterprise, and enterprising folks are coming up with all sorts of ideas.

JDate for the Jewish, ChristianMingle, and even ChristianPassions. In fact, there’s a whole brand of passions, just as there are cupids.

Pink Cupid, OK Cupid, etc.

I guess I wasn’t too surprised to find Cheaters Date for the adulterous, and Polyamorous for the swinger. But Vegie Date?

Yes. If you are vegetarian or vegan, there’s one for you.

There are interracial dating sites for those of us who have an attraction for people of other races.

There is Dating4Disabled, and within that niche, VisuallyImpairedSingles.

It seems no one has been overlooked.

If you’re royal and looking, there’s an elite dating site for you.

Congrats to Prince Harry and Megan Markle on their wedding.

They didn’t meet on the site mentioned above, but still, congrats are in order.


So far, though, I haven’t found a writers’ dating site, Couch Potato Love, or ChocoDate.

Hmm. Three ideas for anyone who’d like a piece of that billion-dollar pie.

And if you do, please let me in on it.

I don’t think my recently published story on www.amazon.ca is going to put me in the upper brackets, although it’s a nice, funny short story about a young bottlenose dolphin who’s just left the natal pod.

I only charged 99 cents for it, because although I’m quite happy with the story itself, and am sure you’ll like it too, Amazon hasn’t made their site accessible for blind authors.

Neither Kindle Create nor Cover Creator can be used by a blind person using a screenreader.

I’ve been asking companies of various kinds to please make their products accessible, and have only received a note of apology for my trouble.

Not good enough!

But that’s for another post.

Oh, in case you want a light, fun read, http://www.amazon.ca has my short story Poo In The Face: A Murray B. Dolphin Adventure available. Thanks for making me a millionaire. LOL (I think I’ve made 47 cents so far.) I apologize for the visuals. It’s not that I couldn’t create a fine-looking title page with an image of a bottlenose dolphin swimming lazily about. I could, if the tools were accessible. But Amazon doesn’t seem too keen on accessibility. We’re still wrangling for access for readers with vision loss. Authors aren’t even on the radar yet. Only, I’m not getting any younger.

Enjoy the story, and know that your dollar is going toward a self-publishing company–a company I wouldn’t need to pay, if Amazon was accessible. All thoughts and comments welcome. 



While my publisher works on my final proofs for my novel, Lucy, which I hope will be available this time next month, I find I’ve been listening to some of my favorite artists in the late 70’s and 80’s. And since Lucy is somewhat of a child’s romance, as well as sci-fi and fantasy, I checked out the pre-teen and teen singing groups available on Spotify, and the ones I remember. I wanted to taste again that innocent flavor. You know, that pre-sexual crush, when kissing someone is still a fantasy, but you’re absolutely infatuated. I noticed something weird. Let’s see if you do. The teens and pre-teens available to my listening ears were: The Jackson Five New Edition Another Bad Creation, or ABC Musical Youth Anyone see a pattern here? Every single group named above was composed of teen or pre-teen boys. In all my searching, (I even knelt before that great oracle Google), I never found even one pre-teen or teen girl band. I’m not saying there aren’t any girl groups. The sixties brought us The Crystals, the Angels, the Dixie Cups, and the Cookies. Not to mention others. When my son was little, he mentioned the Spice Girls a lot. But none of them were pre-teen or early teen. It seemed only reasonable to me that while I was drooling over Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky and Mike, (and of course, Ralph), some young boy would be drooling over Judy, Missy, Susie, and Jane. Or something like that. There was Stacy Lattisaw, twelve years old, when she brought out “Let Me Be Your Angel”. Lord, did I adore that song. Monica was, what—fifteen when she brought out the equally adorable “Why I Love You So Much”. And I know I’m missing a few teen girls. I think Tamia was fourteen when she made her first single, but I haven’t yet researched that. Here again is a pattern. All these youngsters straggle along single file. What’s up with that? Then, after more obeisance to the great Google oracle, I found out that it’s apparently rooted in the human psyches. It seems every teen girl revels in fantasies of teen celebrities loving only her. Anyone remember that episode of Family Matters when Johnny Gill sang to Laura? True, it was another of Steve’s ploys to win her, but still … Apparently, according to all the research I’ve been doing, boys don’t fall in love with girl singers or girl bands, so that’s why there wasn’t a female New Edition counterpart. So, that’s why no Judy, Missy, Susie, and Jane. Or is it that a group of girls couldn’t get along? I don’t know. All I know is, I like groups of girls. It reminds me of my days in Brantford, where I lived at a residential school for the blind. Back then, my name was Darlene, and I was one of a threefold cord. We were Wendy, Natalie, and Darlene. Other girls in my dormitory grouped along those lines: twos, threes, and fours. Now, I’m in my fifties, my name’s been Thea for twenty years, my health isn’t that great, and I’m very much alone. So I spend my time writing these days. In my book, Lucy, the main character, is ten, eleven years old. Even though Earth is hurtling toward self-destruction, it’s she and Kim against the world. Even the death of her parents, and going to a strange planet where their Andorphian parents change her name to Honey, and Kim’s name to Precious, this female grouping stands; only, now Honey and Precious have a new sister, Lithe. And a new cheer. “Honey, Precious, Lithe, The three best girls alive”. There’s more, if you want to read it when it comes out. So, fellas, help me out, okay? If, as a pre-teen or teen boy you didn’t crush out or wouldn’t crush out on a pre-teen or teen girl band, who was your idol back then? Was it an older singer, or movie star? What was the appeal at that age? Who do you like nowadays?