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warm fuzzies

Last Wednesday, Roni over at Fiction Groupie made my day by bestowing upon me the Heartfelt Award! Apparently, I write one of the blogs she has "recently discovered and enjoys." To quote the very witty JmDiazI'd like to thank the bloggcademy.



Do you reach for a cup of cocoa or tea when you're relaxing, seeking comfort, sharing a plate of cookies with family and friends? You know the feeling you get when you drink a yummy cup of cocoa, tea, or a hot toddy? That is what the Heartfelt Award is all about, feeling warm inside. Rules:Put the logo on your blog/post. Nominate up to to 9 blogs which make you feel comfy or warm inside. Be sure to link your nominees within your post. Let them know that they have been nominated by commenting on their blog. Remember to link to the person from whom you received your award.


So, I shall pass the e-torch to my fellow bloggers. Here are my nods to the blogs I stalk read on the regular:
 
Amber at  A Little Pink in the Cornfields is adorable... and her first name rocks.
Travener at The Big Litowski makes my heart pitter-patter. He is query-tastic!
What really attracted me to Diving into a Writer's Life is Deb's sincerity.
Davin and company over at The Literary Lab provide a great forum for writers of literary fiction.
Busy Bee Lauren's about me section simply says, "Just read my blog. Kthanxbye." I adore her!
A gal whose handle is Pink Flip Flops hosts a new bloggy book club at The Many Thoughts of a Reader.
Jayme at Kentucky Blonde is my favorite southern belle, even if she does occasionally wear Wildcat blue.
I doubt The Rejectionist really cares about this award, but I have to give a shout out in his direction.
Finally, JmDiaz at An Ulterior Motive has already received this award, but he's getting it again, even though I'm jealous of him because he has more followers than me.
 
 
What about you? Who writes your favorite blog? And, if I didn't include you on my list, are you mad at me?

Comments

Davin Malasarn said…
Amber, many thanks for the award! I'm totally flattered, and I'm sure Scott and Michelle are too. I was just saying to some people yesterday how important it is for me to feel cozy when I'm writing, so this award is pretty appropriate. As for my favorite blog, I'm not sure I have one. There are so many amazing people around, including you.
Anonymous said…
You are too kind. As for me, I find it hard to get through the day without checking what's up at Literary Rejections on Display (http://literaryrejectionsondisplay.blogspot.com/).
Roni Loren said…
Nobody is using the mouse in teacup pic for the award--shocking. :) Glad I decided to take liberties and change it! lol I'll have to check out your suggestions, I haven't seen some of these before.
Jm Diaz said…
Awwe shucks... now all blushing and stuff. Btw, don't hold the followers against me. Contrary to what the police told me... people DO like stalkers.

And, nothing better than drunken blogging... like right now ;)
Tina Lynn said…
Amber,
I still haven't had the chance to pass on the love. Roni was kind enough to bestow me with said award and I have thus far shirked the responsibility of awarding 9 others. Now I am feeling rather ashamed:(
Deb Markanton said…
Aww, gee Amber! I'm so very honored! Thank you so much!!!
jayme said…
THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MJenks said…
Wait! You dislike Kentucky, too?

We're gonna get along just fine, then.

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