This Is Update On Both My Book, and Straw Garden…

This Is Update On Both My Book, and Straw Bale Garden…

By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee



Something bad has happened in the homeless world… Victoria’s cousin Lind Lou has arrived, is staying for several weeks.  Victoria went for visit to homeless world… as soon as she steps through the door, she knows something… bad has happened.


She begins walking cautiously to the brick room (that used to be a brick enclosure for trash cans… Chip had it enclosed, made into a ‘safe’ room with bathroom, kitchen, bedroom for Stevie, Caroline).  Victoria never could talk them into leaving the homeless world, let her get them a home, take care of them.  She and Chip did the next best thing… made a safe room for them to live, to escape to… with just a press of a button.


Victoria saw droplets of dried blood on the cement as she walked to the door… she was afraid of what she would find when she pressed the secret button to open the door.  Her dear friends…. her stomach felt butterflies, she felt she couldn’t breathe… something bad has happened, something bad has happened….


‘No!’ her mind screamed.  As she nears the door… she sees Caroline’s cellphone broken into a thousand pieces… on the cement ground.  It was no longer a shiny purple color… dried, rusty-red coagulated blood held many pieces together……..


In her mind… she know something bad has happened to Caroline, and Stevie.  Why didn’t they call her!  Because… they are dead?  She looks down to Caroline’s cellphone… she wonders why Stevie didn’t call on his cellphone……………


The above is an update to book two I am writing about Victoria Fairchild… ‘The Saga Of Victoria Fairchild’… things are about to ‘go to hell’ … again.  Lind Lou is there… the serial murderer has struck close to Victoria… only one of them will walk out of the homeless world… alive.


Book two… is beginning to pop, crackle… the fires of Hell are always burning… Victoria Fairchild will meet up with more than her match… she will have to walk through Hell… to make it out alive… ‘if’ she makes it out at all.



My ‘Straw Bale Garden’ is beginning to take shape… this is day 3.  I’ve planted more seeds in containers I made from clear gallon jugs that held water.  I put holes in the sides, bottom of each… so, they can drain.  We have to buy water, and I hated to keep throwing the nice jugs away… they now, have a second life.


I planted corn (yes, corn!), and sweet basil, sunflowers, cosmos, and pumpkin, watermelon seeds.  I also, planted squash.  Remember… I am planting on a very small scale, so… I’m not doing a labor-intensive garden.  What I do is quite easy.


I will be taking photos all along so, you can see all I’ve done.  Today is ‘Day 3’… some of my friends, followers are going to plant a straw bale garden!  Maybe I’ll get to see photos of theirs.


This is the perfect garden for anyone who has serious health problems… Skip does any lifting, or moving I need done.  The heaviest thing I lift … are the seeds.  :)))


This is the update on both my book, and straw bale garden….



Victoria Fairchild and Lind Lou Livingston…

Victoria Fairchild and Lind Lou Livingston…


Victoria Fairchild and Lind Lou Livingston… Book Two:

The Saga Of Victoria Fairchild… (being written at present….:)))

This is Victoria Fairchild… and her first cousin, Lind Lou Livingston… who has just come into the story.

Lind Lou is spicing things up… life is just about to get very exciting around Victoria’s house.

Victoria Fairchild… Victoria loves the homeless people, and animals. Woe be unto the one she sees/hears mistreating, abusing either. Victoria believes in an eye for an eye… a nose for a nose. Victoria will go as far as she needs to … to protect the innocent, the helpless… sometimes, she’ll go as far as…

Lind Lou Livingston… Lind Lou is a barber/beautician. She loves to cut hair… she loves the color ‘red’. Sometimes, Lind Lou ‘accidently’ cuts, nicks an ear, chin… Lind Lou never waste anything, not even the hair she cuts…

Lind Lou is also, an artist. She loves to paint the unusual, she uses the unusual to paint with. Her paintings look ‘alive’… sometimes, when looking at one of her paintings, one almost expects it to ‘cry out for help’.

undefinedWhen Victoria Fairchild, and her cousin… Lind Lou Livingston, walk into a room… all eyes are on them. Both are as beautiful as the other, they are as different as night and day. Both can … charm the birds out of a tree.

Lind Lou is ‘dark’… she loves to paint evil, loves to paint pain, suffering. The music she loves to hear while she paints… is live ‘music’, the cries of someone who is helpless in front of her… who ‘poses’ for her paintings. Lind Lou is ‘dark’ as the night she loves to be out in, dark as the shadows she stands in… watching, waiting…

Victoria Fairchild is as good as good can be. She doesn’t like to hurt anyone unless… she catches them abusing a helpless person, animal. Especially if the one she catches … is a woman. Victoria doesn’t like women, especially big, blonde-headed women. She was abused as a child by … women. No, a woman doesn’t want to meet up with… Victoria Fairchild, if they are abusing a child, person… animal.

Victoria Fairchild is as good as can be… when she’s good, she’s good. When Victoria Fairchild is bad… she’s very, very … bad.


I just wanted to share my drawings of Victoria Fairchild, and Lind Lou Livingston…. Book Two: THE SAGA OF VICTORIA FAIRCHILD.

Looks like things are getting ready to happen… :)))


UPDATE On Book Two: The Saga of Victoria Fairchild

Update on Book Two:  The Saga of Victoria Fairchild

By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee

‘Photo’ of Victoria Fairchild… by Gloria Faye Brown Bates… soon, there will be a ‘photo’ of Lind Lou Livingston, Victoria’s first cousin.

This a little update on ‘Book Two’ … The Saga Of Victoria Fairchild.

It seems Victoria’s first cousin, Lind Lou Livingston… has come into Victoria Fairchild’s life.

Now, Lind Lou is a character that shakes everything up… everywhere she goes.  Victoria doesn’t know everything about Lind Lou… only sometimes, when they were younger… Victoria knew ‘bad things happened’ when Lind Lou was around.

Lind Lou loves to paint, she is a wonderful artist.  Her pictures look ‘alive’…  Lind Lou uses lots of interesting things to paint with.  Her favorite color is … red.  She loves to use all shades of ‘red’.  Yes, Lind Lou’s pictures ‘almost move, speak to one’… almost as if to ‘cry out for help’.

Not only is Lind Lou an artist, she is a barber/beautician by trade.  She loves to ‘knick, cut’ by accident… someone’s ear, chin, neck. “Oh, I’m so sorry!”  Lind Lou will quickly say, while smiling her little evil grin… when she smiles, one needs to beware… but, how can they?  They ‘don’t know an evil grin from a … friendly, sweet grin’.

Nothing gets wasted when Lind Lou is around, not even the hair she cuts…

Lind Lou is tanned, beautiful, with her long black hair straight as a smooth ribbon.  She has brown eyes, and a smile that lights up the room she walks in … one senses something very mysterious about her… indeed it is.

Victoria is fair-skinned, beautiful, with her long, curly blonde hair. She is just as beautiful as her first cousin, Lind Lou.  One would remark when seeing them… ‘they are just as different as night and day, but… they are ‘tit for tat’ in their beauty.

If one had to choose which woman was most beautiful… they couldn’t.  When both walked into a room, the whole room is mesmerized by such ‘double beauty’.

They are first cousins, their mothers were sisters.  Their mothers had unusual talents… they inherited their talents, plus had more.

Victoria helps the homeless people she loves, she is protector of both people, animals.  Victoria will go to any length to protect, sometimes, as good as Victoria is … there are times Victoria has to be very… very bad.  She doesn’t choose to be… but, it happens.

Lind Lou, on the other hand, loves to see people suffer.  She loves to paint them ‘at their worst’, she loves the color ‘red’.  Lind Lou’s beauty hides the ‘real Lind Lou’.

She talks with a soft, beautiful, seductive voice … so easy to lure people in.  Think of a black widow spider… beautiful with a red spot, the black widow spider is as lethal, as it is beautiful.


Above is an ‘update’… filled with hints, clues of what’s happening in Victoria’s life.  It’s beginning to get …very interesting.  Victoria doesn’t know what to expect, in fact… she didn’t know she … had to expect anything!  She’s just glad to see her cousin, Lind Lou.

They haven’t seen each other for years, Victoria has surprises coming her way.  It’ll be interesting to see …

Follow my main character, Victoria Fairchild.  My published ‘Book One’ is a 62 page introductory to her.  Now, it’s time to … shake things up a bit.  If you thought Victoria’s life was interesting, mysterious…. ‘you aint seen nothing yet!’


I Might Be Remembered, Too.

Printed Books of my Stories, Doodle 026 


Today, I did something for the first time ever, and it felt really …wonderful.  :)))  I filed for a copyright, paid my fee… for my new book… ‘I CRY FOR TOMMY’. 

I just wanted to share that with all of you.  I know a lot of you have probably done all these things… I know you must have felt so proud.  I was so … awed.  I’m amazed. 

I’m so amazed my book, cover turned out ‘perfect’.  I mean it might not be ‘perfect for everyone’, but, it’s ‘perfect enough for me’.  I carry my book with me everywhere… I carry it in my handbag… I take it out to look at Tommy, and my grandson. 

Tears come in my eyes at how far I’ve come now… I no longer feel that drive pushing me to get my book published.  Almost every page has diamond teardrops mixed with the words, both flowed from my mind. 

My grief, pain over the loss of my precious son turned into something … I can hold in my own hands, turned into something positive, something beautiful.  It has made me me so happy in the quietest, softest way. 

I find myself sitting, smiling… and I know what I am smiling about.  ‘I did it… I really did it.  I have made it possible for Tommy to never be forgotten.’  Now, I can rest… this grieving mother has finally found peace ‘inside’.

I’m not saying I won’t cry, get sad.  I’m saying that now, I can live with the knowledge that my son isn’t here… I can live with the knowledge that though he isn’t in a physical way…he really is here.  His memory will live on, even when I’m gone. 

I feel that my book can only be a ‘good thing’ one day for my two grandchildren.  They can be proud that Granny Gee loved their daddy, and there’s a book about that love.  They can actually hold in their hands one day ‘that love’ and know the love of a mother for her child, their father. 

Even if neither of us ‘are here’… they can ‘feel us’.  I keep thinking I would love to do that with someone I never got to know in my family… pick up something, look at it, feel the specialness from it. 

I just thought of something… ‘I might be remembered, too’.  ‘Granny Gee might be remembered, also’.  :)))  Not only that, Skip and our Pups will be remembered.  Isn’t that amazing?  I say ‘wow’ in the quietest way. 



PHOTOS… of ‘I CRY FOR TOMMY’ … book by ‘me’… :)))



Photos…   ‘I CRY FOR TOMMY’… book

By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee



These are photos of my new book.  The publication date was March 01, 2013.  The name of it is:  I CRY FOR TOMMY


My book was originally 1,066 pages long.  I shortened it down to 738 pages.  It weighs 2.7 lbs.


I wanted to share these photos with you.  :)))  I keep taking deep breaths, this book has been from such a long, painful journey in my life.  When you read my book, know that you hold so much from my very soul in your hands… so much pain in the shape of a … book.


I just thought of something… if we could all take things from inside us that we don’t want… and turn them into the shape of something to hold in our hands, to put away so we could have peace of mind… wouldn’t that be wonderful?  What would be even more wonderful …would be that we never had to feel that pain anymore.


Then again, if we didn’t feel that pain anymore… we’d forget someone we loved very much, who used to be somebody… a son, husband, father, so on.


A person’s life is more important than that… we have to keep their memories alive for their children, grandchildren so, they can carry with them through time those memories to ‘bring someone special alive’ so, future generations can ‘see’ them.


I feel my book will be special one day to my two grandchildren.  They will be able to hold in their hands ‘a part of Granny Gee, their grandmother’, and a ‘part of their father’.  Isn’t that a special thing for a child, grandchild to have.


I would have liked to know two grandfathers I never knew, if I’d had a book with the photo of them on the front, it would have been a treasure to me.  Also, have words on the inside so, I could ‘see’ them as a person… that would be wonderful.


I am going to bed now.  I am happy tonight, I actually made something come alive, be reality.  I am so happy I wrote my book… it’s beautiful to me.  I can find comfort just holding it… it’s a part of my son, my only child.  Don’t you think he would have been proud?  Goodnight now, I am falling asleep at my computer.  :)))


Oh… the photo on the cover has always touched my very heart… we usually see such special love from a mother to a newborn child… I loved this photo… one that will be so meaningful one day to Tommy’s son.  One can see the pure love radiating from Tommy’s face to his little newborn son.



I CRY FOR TOMMY… by Gloria Faye Brown Bates (my second published book)



By Gloria Faye Brown Bates

By Gloria Faye Brown Bates



Cover on my 2nd published book… I CRY FOR TOMMY

Publication Date:  March 01, 2013



By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee


I did it… I finally got my second book published.  ‘I CRY FOR ‘TOMMY’.  March 01, 2013 is this book’s publication date.


This is the timeframe showing when my book is available.  It’s available immediately on



1)…   immediately available

2)…   in 5-7 business days

3) Europe…   in 5-7 business days



It has been very emotional for me, I have been on such a long journey… now, I think I may find peace of mind.  I have found ‘my way’ to never forget Tommy.


I will be able to rest my weary self, knowing Tommy will never be forgotten.  I will know now, one day my grandson and granddaughter will ‘get to know me’ by reading my words.  


They will never doubt their Granny Gee loved, thought about them.  I love, think of them… always.


It’s been a long, hard journey…  I feel like I’ve just emerged into the sunshine… as if I’ve been in a deep, dark tunnel.  What an emotional morning it’s been… I’m so very tired, and happy.  


I remembered all my Blogging Friends in my book.  You all mean the world to me.  Love, Gloria/Granny Gee  :)))










Links, Info For My Book….

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My Book is on sale now… at

My book is on sale as of right now on the link above.  In 5-7 business days, it’ll be on sale at, and also, at Amazon Europe!  I am so happy.  I just wanted to share this with you all!


When She's Good ... She's Good
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About the author:
Gloria Faye Brown Bates lives with her husband, Stafford (Skip) Bates in Louisburg, N.C.

They have two beautiful, spoiled Pups named Kissy Fairchild, and Sweet Chadwick Elsworth.

Skip and the Pups make up Gloria’s world. Her only child, her son… Tommy, died May 29, 2010. He had two blockages to his heart. No one knew.

Tommy died while doing what he wanted most to do… to play for the first time with his three year old son at Myrtle Beach. He made it in time, shortly after they arrived, he died.

As he, and his little son ran, squealed, laughed, played … Tommy walked into heaven with a smile on his face.

His body lay on the sand, the waves making a soft sound at his feet… sea gulls sang as they flew overhead…. ‘Come home, Tommy, come home’

This began a very dark journey for Gloria, she stayed in what she calls the ‘dark world of grief for two and a half years… Skip and the Pups rescued her from it… they never gave up on her.

She hopes her grandchildren will read her words one day, to know her, to know Pa Skip, and their father. To know they were always loved… through her online blog.

Gloria writes her pain in her blog, to cope with the grief that never leaves her heart.

She has little family left, many bad things have happened in her life… but, she smiles, goes on…knowing in time everything’s going to be all right.

She and Skip both, are cancer survivors. She has non-Hodgkins lymphoma, and is in remission. Skip had colon cancer.

Gloria enjoys writing, artwork, her Pups. She has quite an imagination, loves to people-watch, make up stories in her mind about them.

She believes in good things, sees the best in others… loves to hear of wonderful things happening to others. She’s a real person. She’s very private.

She is proud of going from office work to driving a big tractor-trailer with Skip. She drove for three years until she was diagnosed with cancer… she began a journey where she battled for her life.

Gloria always thought that Skip should be writing books. He never found time. She never thought that she would write a book… she always thought others should.

She and Lena, her systervan in Sweden wrote for twelve years… when she died, Gloria couldn’t stop writing.

Now, she has many followers on her blog, and Facebook… she treasures every one, hopes to have many more as she begins writing about Victoria Fairchild… this is Book One.

When She’s Good … She’s Good


Authored by Mrs Gloria Faye Brown Bates
Edition: 1

Victoria Fairchild believes in ‘an eye for an eye’…’a tooth for a tooth’. She’s good as good can be, and just as bad as she is good.

No one who abuses people, animals are safe from Victoria. White-hot anger edged with red fills her heart when she sees such… it’s as if the devil himself appears. Be afraid when she begins to smile… be very afraid.

Watch out, Victoria will get you…. be good, be very good.

Publication Date:
Feb 10 2013
148234338X / 9781482343380
Page Count:
Binding Type:
US Trade Paper
Trim Size:
6″ x 9″
Black and White
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Fiction / Thrillers

My Book…

My Book…

By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee






I love this path… Victoria’s Path.  Only God knows where she is… do you have the nerve to walk up it?





For the past several days, I’ve been preoccupied with my book… WHEN SHE’S GOOD… SHE’S GOOD.


I’ve been doing things online for the first time, learning as I go… to publish my book.  Hopefully, if I did all ….. right… you’ll see it on in the next several days.  When I get the link, I will put it here for you all to see.


There will be a paperback version by Gloria Faye Brown Bates… and the Kindle digital version has my name as Gloria Faye Bates (I want to change that when I learn how to).


I will say this…. :))) I’ve always told you that I’m not perfect at all… so, if you see a mistake (I know of two that I can’t find!  The word ‘around’ that Ms Nancy found for me, and the word ‘enough’.


I am not going to stress out any more over them.  It’s time to go on… to begin Book Two, and try to be ‘more perfect’ this time.  :)))


Just know when you see it, read it… that ‘I know’ it isn’t perfect at all, no more than … I am perfect.  :)))  I won’t try to make you think I’m so wonderful, so great… or important.  I did try my best.


I’m happy that I’ve come this far… that means to me, that there is hope of getting a book published to ‘leave behind’ for my grandchildren to know their Pa Skip, and Granny Gee, one day.


I know I can do that now… only I hope by the time I decide to have my story told… I’ll have met a friend author, who will write it for me.  I would like my story told without all the emotion I would feel as I wrote it.  There are many layers of ‘me’…


I want Taban and McKenzie to know that I’ve never forgotten Tommy, their father, and when I ‘go’… the torch will be passed on to them.


They will be able to read, see, ‘know’ how much they were loved.  I’m sure they never hear our names.  They can have something to hold in their hands to ‘feel love’ from me, know I loved them always.


I don’t play the ‘blame game’… I don’t sit here, worrying about the ‘whys’ I don’t get to see them, know them.  I stopped that quite some time ago.  I don’t blame or hate the mothers… I know life has to go on… sometimes, there simply isn’t room enough to have a parent around from a former marriage.


  I’ll never forgot my son, Tommy.  Never.  He was a real person, just like you and I are.  If one of ‘us’ goes tomorrow…. the ones who really love you, me………. know we were very real to them.  They won’t forget us… on my part, there’s no one but, Skip, to remember ‘me’.


This evening I am very ‘headachy’ from all the reading I’ve done lately, all the things I tried to learn, to do right online to get my book into print.


I will have to say my favorite part was when the cover came together for me.  I can’t tell you how happy, excited that made me.  I love the ‘path’ that I call Victoria’s Path now… on the front cover.


Ms Nancy made it more exciting with her words about wondering if… Victoria was standing in wait somewhere in the trees.  I grinned when I  read her words.  Ms Nancy, Victoria is probably ‘there… somewhere!”  :)))


So, if you’ve sensed that I’ve been preoccupied these past several days, you sensed right.  Now.. you know ‘why’.  :)))


You are now looking at, seeing me… as I probably ‘ungracefully’ turn into a ‘butterfly’, ha!  I see me wobbling through the air now, trying to get my wings to fly… to fly smoothly into writing a second book about Victoria Fairchild.  This is what has had my attention lately… my book!  :)))