Lacey Keeley is a thirteen year old girl, who just wants to be popular. Halen Orway is a thirteen year old girl with fuzzy red hair and a freckled face. Lacey and her friends pick on Halen and tease her about her Irish accent. A witch curses Lacey for her wrong doings against Halen with bad luck. Is Halen her key to getting her luck back? What will she do when everything around her is falling apart? In the end despite her challenges Lacey learns the value of friendship and kindness.
Here is a scene from my book "Lacey's Curse" it might change and it is not edited the best right now, but I thought I would share it anyway.
As Pecos and I reach the corrals I could hear Kayla's laugh. It was a wretched laugh. She sounds like those green witches with faces full of warts you see in the movies. I could picture Kayla flying in the pink and orange sunset, on a corn broom the wooden handle gripped in both hands. Her bleach blond hair trailing in the air behind her under a large pointy black hat, with her head held back in a full on cackle, as she circles her victims below.
This book is so much fun to write and I hope you guys enjoyed the sneak peak. I am so sorry I have been inconsistent with my postings, but the farm has kept me very busy lately. I am also selling Doterra oils if anyone is interested in checking those out my site is.
www.mydoterra.com /ashleyhotter/
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Sunday, April 21, 2013
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Historic Sheridan Inn
Hello everybody,
I am thinking about my next book and writing it on one of the live in residents of the Historic Sheridan Inn of Sheridan, Wyoming. Why would I do that you ask? Well because, I grew up in Sheridan, Wyoming and it is a beautiful place. The Sheridan Inn was built in 1892, people like Buffalo Bill Cody stayed there. He held auditions for his wild west show off the front porch. Catherine B. Arnold or "Miss Kate" lived at the hotel from 1901 to 1965. She also worked at the Inn doing an array of jobs. When she died she requested that her ashed be returned to her room at the Inn. A private service was held in her room and then her friend put her ashed in the wall.
The Inn was closed in October of 2012, because the costs are becoming too much! I would like to write this book from the view point of one of its residents and donate some of the earnings to The Historic Sheridan Inn. I would like to do this because, it is an important part of Wyoming history as well as a magnificent building. I would like to help them raise money to renovate this building and turn it back into the majestic hotel it once was. Please if you would like to donate to them you can view their website at
http://www.sheridaninn.com please visit their link and view the pictures and the history. Also please go to Ashley's Facebook link and like the page, comment on who you think should be written about.
Thank you everybody!
I am thinking about my next book and writing it on one of the live in residents of the Historic Sheridan Inn of Sheridan, Wyoming. Why would I do that you ask? Well because, I grew up in Sheridan, Wyoming and it is a beautiful place. The Sheridan Inn was built in 1892, people like Buffalo Bill Cody stayed there. He held auditions for his wild west show off the front porch. Catherine B. Arnold or "Miss Kate" lived at the hotel from 1901 to 1965. She also worked at the Inn doing an array of jobs. When she died she requested that her ashed be returned to her room at the Inn. A private service was held in her room and then her friend put her ashed in the wall.
The Inn was closed in October of 2012, because the costs are becoming too much! I would like to write this book from the view point of one of its residents and donate some of the earnings to The Historic Sheridan Inn. I would like to do this because, it is an important part of Wyoming history as well as a magnificent building. I would like to help them raise money to renovate this building and turn it back into the majestic hotel it once was. Please if you would like to donate to them you can view their website at
http://www.sheridaninn.com please visit their link and view the pictures and the history. Also please go to Ashley's Facebook link and like the page, comment on who you think should be written about.
Thank you everybody!
Saturday, January 12, 2013
sheep in sweaters?
Have you ever seen a sheep in a sweater? Well I got a couple of them head on over to my Wild Woman Farm Face book page and check them out! Click on below! Don't forget to like my page!
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Wild-Woman-Farm/149479805202661
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Wild-Woman-Farm/149479805202661
Monday, January 7, 2013
what would you do?
Do you all remember when you were little how you couldn't wait to grow up? Now that you are a grown up do you ever think about what you would do if you could go back? That's what I am going to write about today!
If I could return to my childhood I would snuggle my mom. I use to love to snuggle my mom and have her rub my back. It made me feel safe and loved, I really miss that. I would also tell my dad that I love him. When I was little I was always mad that he came and took the place of my biological dad, if I could fix that I would. I want to go back and appreciate that he was my dad and he was there for me. He did not have to be my dad , but he chose too. He was the one that took us camping, provided food and clothes for us. I always felt unwanted growing up, but I guess that was my own fault. I never took a look around and saw the people that were actually there for me and wanted me. I only saw the people that didn't want me. If I could go back I would take a step back and hopefully realize that. I would hug my dad and go fishing with him.
If when I was a child and I got a 24 hr chance to be an adult, I don't think I would take it. I don't like being a grown up. The only reason I wanted to grow up was so I didn't have to follow rules, but guess what, there are still rules. Another reason was so I could buy my own horse, I got that one, but if I were to only be a grown up for a day, what would happen to that horse when I went back to being a child? This one is really hard for me to write because I honestly don't know what I would do with 24 hrs.
What does every body else feel? What would you do if you could return to your childhood for 24 hrs.? what would you do with 24 hrs. as an adult when you were a child?
If I could return to my childhood I would snuggle my mom. I use to love to snuggle my mom and have her rub my back. It made me feel safe and loved, I really miss that. I would also tell my dad that I love him. When I was little I was always mad that he came and took the place of my biological dad, if I could fix that I would. I want to go back and appreciate that he was my dad and he was there for me. He did not have to be my dad , but he chose too. He was the one that took us camping, provided food and clothes for us. I always felt unwanted growing up, but I guess that was my own fault. I never took a look around and saw the people that were actually there for me and wanted me. I only saw the people that didn't want me. If I could go back I would take a step back and hopefully realize that. I would hug my dad and go fishing with him.
If when I was a child and I got a 24 hr chance to be an adult, I don't think I would take it. I don't like being a grown up. The only reason I wanted to grow up was so I didn't have to follow rules, but guess what, there are still rules. Another reason was so I could buy my own horse, I got that one, but if I were to only be a grown up for a day, what would happen to that horse when I went back to being a child? This one is really hard for me to write because I honestly don't know what I would do with 24 hrs.
What does every body else feel? What would you do if you could return to your childhood for 24 hrs.? what would you do with 24 hrs. as an adult when you were a child?
Friday, January 4, 2013
FB page
Face Book page link click here!
Hey everybody can you please go to my face book page and like it. Also share it with your friends and family and tell them to share it with everybody they know! Please Please Please.
Thank you,
Ashley
Thursday, January 3, 2013
"The Lucky Clover" book update
I just received my manuscript back from the reviewer, it needs a small edit. Also we are putting everything together to determine the page count of the final book. After all this the pre-order page will go up and be ready to receive orders!
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
where do I live again?
Holy Ice cycles it is cold outside! I woke up went to the kitchen and made coffee. Looked out my window and thought to myself, it doesn't look too bad out there. I grabbed my coat and got the dogs out of the kennel and headed to the door. I put my coat and boots on. I skipped my hat thinking it wouldn't be that bad, and my gloves were in my truck, so I didn't have those either.
While doing all this you can imagine my 3 dogs were waiting patiently next to the door. Well at least they were being good. My daschund was sitting on my couch watching me, with the look that told me, he would rather poop on the floor than go outside. My big black dog was actually waiting patiently at the door, and our new pup was wandering around the house checking things out. I finished getting my self ready to brave the outdoors, and grabbed Prince off the couch and went to grab the leash for the pup.
Oh crap no leash! Well I guess these fuzzy reins I have will work, I thought. clipped one end onto the pups collar and headed out the door. I stepped out the door and was instantly hit with a blast of cold air. All the dogs turned to run back in the house, so I quickly shut the door. I told them if I had to be outside then so did they! I put my head down and continued to my truck. At least I will be using my truck today, so I will have heat for a bit anyway.
I got to my truck hopped in with the pup and turned it on. I then proceeded to turn on the heat. I sat there snuggling my pup until the truck was nice and toasty. I put it in drive and proceeded to the Alfalfa stacks. Pulled up and my Goat had gotten out and was helping herself to the hay.
"Are you ready to get out?" I asked the puppy. He looked up at me like I was crazy and slowly put his head back down on the seat. "I feel the same way," I grumbled. I scooped up the pup and opened the door. hurried out and plopped him on the ground into the snow. As I was wondering how I was going to get my goat back into the fence. I can use the reins!
I just clipped the other end of the fuzzy pink reins onto the goat and drug her back to the gate and slipped her in before everybody else got there. Burr, where the heck do I live again? Well right now I feel like I live in the artic. It was suppose to be 29 degrees out right now, but it feels like 10 degree to a normal person. but I am not normal so of course to me me it feels like -50. I ran to the truck and grabbed my gloves and pulled them on.
Awe nice and toasty from sitting in the warm truck, that was the trick. I finished throughing the hay into the truck bed and headed to feed the cows and ponies. After a couple minutes of standing in the back of the truck throughing hay to the animals and getting a lot of it blown back into my face, I was done. I jumped down and grabbed my pup, and hopped into the truck. So nice and warm we drove back up to the house and just sat in the truck for a while. I did not want to get back out. I did not want to walk through that frozen tundra of a walkway to my porch.
I just wanted to snuggle my puppy in the comfort of the truck, where it was nice and warm. After a few minutes of sitting there, I saw a face in the window. My kids are up, I better get in the house. I groaned and shut off my truck, grabbed the puppy and opened the door. With the puppy in my arms I sprinted through the icy wind and snow up to my porch and threw open the door just as my kiddos were walking out of there room. I let the puppy down and he and my oldest daughter crawled onto the couch and snuggled up.
As I write this they are still snuggling on the couch, the puppy is laying on top of my daughter fast asleep and she is watching TV. I looked over and notice that my curtains are open as I get up to shut them to keep the heat in, I think to myself, oh man I have to do that again tonight. I quickly close the curtains and think until we meet again. I will defiantly be better prepared for later.
While doing all this you can imagine my 3 dogs were waiting patiently next to the door. Well at least they were being good. My daschund was sitting on my couch watching me, with the look that told me, he would rather poop on the floor than go outside. My big black dog was actually waiting patiently at the door, and our new pup was wandering around the house checking things out. I finished getting my self ready to brave the outdoors, and grabbed Prince off the couch and went to grab the leash for the pup.
Oh crap no leash! Well I guess these fuzzy reins I have will work, I thought. clipped one end onto the pups collar and headed out the door. I stepped out the door and was instantly hit with a blast of cold air. All the dogs turned to run back in the house, so I quickly shut the door. I told them if I had to be outside then so did they! I put my head down and continued to my truck. At least I will be using my truck today, so I will have heat for a bit anyway.
I got to my truck hopped in with the pup and turned it on. I then proceeded to turn on the heat. I sat there snuggling my pup until the truck was nice and toasty. I put it in drive and proceeded to the Alfalfa stacks. Pulled up and my Goat had gotten out and was helping herself to the hay.
"Are you ready to get out?" I asked the puppy. He looked up at me like I was crazy and slowly put his head back down on the seat. "I feel the same way," I grumbled. I scooped up the pup and opened the door. hurried out and plopped him on the ground into the snow. As I was wondering how I was going to get my goat back into the fence. I can use the reins!
I just clipped the other end of the fuzzy pink reins onto the goat and drug her back to the gate and slipped her in before everybody else got there. Burr, where the heck do I live again? Well right now I feel like I live in the artic. It was suppose to be 29 degrees out right now, but it feels like 10 degree to a normal person. but I am not normal so of course to me me it feels like -50. I ran to the truck and grabbed my gloves and pulled them on.
Awe nice and toasty from sitting in the warm truck, that was the trick. I finished throughing the hay into the truck bed and headed to feed the cows and ponies. After a couple minutes of standing in the back of the truck throughing hay to the animals and getting a lot of it blown back into my face, I was done. I jumped down and grabbed my pup, and hopped into the truck. So nice and warm we drove back up to the house and just sat in the truck for a while. I did not want to get back out. I did not want to walk through that frozen tundra of a walkway to my porch.
I just wanted to snuggle my puppy in the comfort of the truck, where it was nice and warm. After a few minutes of sitting there, I saw a face in the window. My kids are up, I better get in the house. I groaned and shut off my truck, grabbed the puppy and opened the door. With the puppy in my arms I sprinted through the icy wind and snow up to my porch and threw open the door just as my kiddos were walking out of there room. I let the puppy down and he and my oldest daughter crawled onto the couch and snuggled up.
As I write this they are still snuggling on the couch, the puppy is laying on top of my daughter fast asleep and she is watching TV. I looked over and notice that my curtains are open as I get up to shut them to keep the heat in, I think to myself, oh man I have to do that again tonight. I quickly close the curtains and think until we meet again. I will defiantly be better prepared for later.
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