Free Ebooks For Easter

The Easter Bunny has arrived and made all my ebooks on Smashwords Free. Can you believe it? THIRTEEN, YA. 40 Something, Chicklit. Captive, fantasy. And even a short short story about how much I love coffee are all F R E E.

 

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THIRTEEN

YA novel about a boy, his single mom, a cop, and an invading army. When foreign soldiers attack Jack’s home town, hack all the utilities and shut off all the power, communications, and restricting transportation, Jack has to figure out what is going on, how to keep his mom safe, and find his dad. That’s a lot for a 13 year old boy. Add to it he’s still trying to come to terms with him parents divorce, pulling hard on his mom’s apron strings, and dealing with the idea of his mom dating.

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Captive

Fantasy novel written in a masculine tone about a generation who are pawns in their father’s ambition plans for power and wealth. Can they find independence and freedom in their choices when secrets are wrapping around them to move them on a board.

Raif is a monster who cares only about profits, until Drela ends up in his product line.
Drela has lost her way of life and her husband. Can she protect herself and her children from Raif?
Logan is a self proclaimed bachelor who has just taken a contract to protect his old friend, Aleesa, on her journey to marry her new husband. When faced with his past he begins to question his present life.
Aleesa is a noble women being forced to marry a man older than her for her father’s ambitions and her new husbands business interests at court. When love isn’t an option, will she find it in an old friend?

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40 Something

The story of 5 women in their 40s trying to negotiate life in the 21st Century.

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Cleaning the House or Not

Justine is one of the character’s in the novella series, 40 Something. She is a work from home mother of 2 married to a wonderful, loving, perfect man.

Justine’s house

The house is a mess. I’m not exaggerating. There are piles of dirt up against the walls on the floor, food, dust, dirt. The kitchen is piled to the top with dishes and there is no food in the kitchen. I have laundry in various stages piled around me. It’s been weeks since I cleaned.

I look at the piles of crap on the counter, on the desk, in the living room, family room and do you know what, I don’t care. I just don’t.

Instead of cleaning and sorting through the mess I’m working. I write. I create content. I market for my clients to increase the traffic to their websites so they can make money. I am a lead generator. It challenges me. It uses my mind. I have to analyze data. Figure out how people interact with content. I have to engage others on my client’s behalf. This all takes time. Lots and lots of time.

I get lost in the work.

You know how people have junk drawers? Well I have a junk room. When someone is coming over for a visit I’ll run around the house at full speed, completely stressed out, in a panic of epic proportions. I’ll grab everything that’s lying around and throw it into the junk room, then I’ll shut the door. Once that’s done I’ll do a quick superficial clean so the house looks perfect. It’s not. If someone looked close enough they’d see the dust, the dirt, the grim.

My mother looks close and I’ve stopped even trying to get the house perfect for her visits, she is coming over tomorrow and will yell at me. How could I live like this? She’ll go on,

“This is how your aunt Meridith started out, with a house cluttered and messy like yours.  Now it’s so bad she has so much stuff piled everywhere there is no room in her house, no one will visit.”

My aunt Meridith is a first class hoarder, I don’t think she’s ever thrown out anything. I don’t know how she got so bad, mom seems to think it’s because she’s just lazy and there is no reason for it. I’m not so sure. There has to be more to why people end up like that. A deep sadness? Loneliness? A hole so deep that only stuff can fill it?

I don’t shop. I work.

No I don’t think I’m a hoarder.

My mom will come tomorrow, muttering about this and that. She will start cleaning and I’ll start feeling guilty because I didn’t get it done. I will feel inadequate because I chose to work instead of clean the house. I will feel like a bad wife, mother, daughter. I will feel like the failure that I am. All because I couldn’t keep the place clean.

How does one keep up a house with a family running it amuck? When I do clean up, two minutes later the kids have gone through and the place is a disaster again. What was the point? Where is the data that shows me I’m doing something right? That I’m getting somewhere? That each brick I put into the plans is building something?

I have two kids. Do you think they can help out? Clean their rooms? Change over the dishwasher? Pick up their toys? Nope. No way. No how. They just add to the mess. When it’s already a mess why bother?

I give them a list of chores. When I raise my head up out of my work I yell at them to get it done. They never do. The place stays a disaster and I somehow just don’t care enough to make them do it. How does one make a preteen and teenager do anything? When they were little I’d say do this, they’d either do it or went on time out. Now what?

Friends and family tell me to take their phones away, their video games, anything. I just don’t care enough to do it. I mean really. Is having a clean house that important that I have to punish them for not doing it? Where is free will?

I go back to working.

My husband, Gary, he does what he can. He either cooks dinner or brings home take out. He helps the kids with their homework and gets them settled while I work. I work all the time. I start first thing in the morning and I don’t look up until it’s time for bed. I work everyday.

I’m not looking forward to my mother’s visit. She’ll lecture me on how I have to have dinner ready for Gary when he gets home and how I need to focus more on keeping a clean house, an organized house, a perfect house. I know that I’m supposed to. I know that. I just can’t seem to care.

I tried cleaning up this morning. I started in the living room and all I could do was think of work. How to get more traffic to the contractor’s website. What should my next blog post be and exactly how could I motivate someone to stop looking and pick up the phone. That when the ideas came to me and I stopped cleaning.

I started working.

You’d think Gary would get mad. He doesn’t. He brings me coffee in the morning. He asks me how my latest campaign is going. He tidies up on the weekends. Once, he offered to hire a cleaning lady. The thought of it loaded me down with so much guilt, I cleaned for a week. The house was perfect and I barely slept, as I still had to work.

After a week, I got tired. So tired I couldn’t get out of bed for two days. I was sick. Not sick as in cough, cough, puke, puke, but sick in a different way. I didn’t care about anything. Not even work. Every muscle on my body ached and my brain was shutting down. I couldn’t hold a thought, I couldn’t string a sentence together without loosing words and going blank. I couldn’t focus. I just couldn’t move.

Two days later, I woke up and went back to work. Sitting on my ass, at my computer, never moving. I should be the size of Rose by now, but I’m not. Thank you mom for a fabulous metabolism. I am completely out of shape, you just can’t tell that from looking at me.

One day I’ll get it together. One day I’ll be able to do everything. Work, keep a clean house, take care of my self and my family. One day. Just not today. I just don’t care enough to.

Rose is a doer, a stay at home mom, wearing herself out

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Purpose of this Blog

This blog is a look at the characters in a new novel about being a 40+ year old woman in today’s world. The novel, like all literature, draws from real life but embellishes it, changes it, and merges it together with fantasy. You won’t find a 100% true story on the blog or in the novel. I welcomes any parenting or dating stories you would like to share for the book, but please understand the story will only be a jump off point as I’m not about to publish anything exactly as it happened. Email her today at Shannonpeel01[ at ]gmail [.com]

And yes…. Dating stories about women behaving badly are welcome too, as my characters are flawed and handicapped when it comes to dating.

Photo on 2014-04-17 at 12.25 PMShannon Peel is the author of THIRTEEN a book about a boy and his mom caught behind enemy lines when soldiers attack their North American hometown. The story asks the question, what if it happened here?

For more information check out her website.www.shannonpeel.com

Shame on us for Shaming

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Shame. Now there is a loaded word that no one wants to talk about.

Prisoners of Shame

Our shame starts at a young age and is carried with us throughout our lives. We are judged from birth. Did Sally crawl before Sarah? Did Joey walk at the right age? Why won’t Sally talk? Milestones were established to ensure babies were healthy and progressing. Parents made a competition of these milestones, feeling shame for the children who didn’t make the grade and having unjustified pride in those who excelled.

Parenting Mistakes 101

We are shamed into good behaviour by our parents, siblings, peers, friends, boy/girlfriends, teachers, employers, partners, and children. We feel guilt and remorse. We have regrets and hate ourselves for the decisions we’ve made, even if those decision were not mistakes.

Women shame each other more than men shame us. We shame men for being men. We shame women for the attention they get from men. We shame out of jealousy and fear.

We want to be right as mothers. We want to know that the decisions we are making for our children are the right ones, so, we shame those who do it differently, to justify our choices. “I breastfeed” says one mother, “I work” says another, and ‘the battle of the perfect mother’ is on.

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Shaming tactics we learned in high school are taken with us into adulthood. We talk about teenagers cyber-bullying, shaming others into suicide, and mean girls. Yet adults are worse. We post our opinions on Facebook or on blogs. We reward bullies in the corporate world, we shame the bullied, and we sit in judgement. We shame others hoping to deflect attention away from us, make us look better, and move up the corporate ladder.

Getting drunk at the Christmas Party, making a mistake, talking too much about one’s personal life, a work romance goes bad. All these can cause shame and ruin our careers within a company, an industry, or our lives. Monica Lewinsky’s office romance changed the course of her life making employment impossible because of her public shame.

Monica Lewinsky

On the internet and in our mainstream news shaming has become a public past time. It is not just teenagers who are guilty of public shaming, we all are.

Monica_Lewinsky_2014_IDA_Awards_(cropped)In researching about women and shame for my 40 Something series, I googled shame and came across Monica Lewinsky. My first thought, which I’m not proud of, was, ‘I wonder if she ever found some guy to love her considering her past because what man could be proud of marrying Monica Lewinsky? Can a woman like her even have a life, career, marriage, children after that large of a scandal?’

What a terrible thing to think. I mean the woman deserves to find love. A man who could face the world and be proud to be by her side would be a confident, successful, loving, and amazing man. Isn’t that who we all are looking for? A man who can see past our mistakes, our shame, our labels and love us anyway?

I am ashamed that my first thought was not, I hope she found someone amazing and wonderful to love her and had a great life. From what I can tell from a google search, there is yet to be a man amazing and wonderful enough to be by her side.

Take a moment to click the link and watch Monica Lewinsky as she shares her thoughts and story by talking about  public shaming at a Ted Talk in Vancouver 2015.

Read Vanity Fair’s Article, Shame and Survival about Monica Lewinsky and what life was like for her after the scandal. Hard to get a job when the interviewer cracks blow job jokes:

It was hard – is hard – not to feel a kinship with Monica because (straight) women are intimately familiar with the idea that, if we make one wrong decision about a guy, it could mean the end of our dreams for ourselves. Pick up the wrong stranger at a bar and wind up dead. Trust the wrong frat boy to walk you back to your dorm, and wind up raped. Have sex once without birth control, and wind up pregnant, or with HIV or “that girl” filling her Valtrex prescription for the rest of her forever-alone life.

Give the wrong man a blow job, and find yourself unable to ever find an actual job.

 On Being 40 Something

 

Shaming our Daughters

We want our daughters to behave properly because we fear society’s judgements upon them, so we use shame, even if they’ve never done a shameful thing. We don’t mean to. We do it instinctively because it’s what we’ve learned works. To keep them safe, we make their bodies, sex, and bad choices shameful things. We say things without thinking and even if we apologize, the damage has already been done.

What shameful messages have you given your daughter trying to keep her on the straight and narrow? Have you told her she’s gonna get fat eating certain foods? What about how she looks in certain clothes? Have you told her that girls who have sex are sluts, whores or worse, unloveable? Have you labelled her peers and verbally judged them in front of her?

What if in her life she gains some weight, makes the choice to have sex with a boyfriend, dresses in something a little shorter? If she has heard from you that shameful women are the ones behaving certain ways, how is she going to feel afterwards about herself? Does her making these choices make her unloveable in your eyes? Then why tell her that they might?

Rose shames her daughter out of fear

 

Ask Yourself

Brene Browne is a social scientist who studies shame and vulnerability. She is an interesting speaker and her insights will open your mind. Watch Brene Browne’s Ted Talk on Vulnerability and Shame.  Then ask yourself:
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How do you use shame in your life?

How are you motivated by shame?

How do you judge and embarrass others?

We all do it. Be honest with yourself in order to be better next time.


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 Purpose of this Blog

This blog is a look at the characters in a new series about being a 40+ year old woman in today’s world. This novel takes from real life, stories women have shared, stories men have shared, books I have read, movies I have watched. It takes all the information and merges it, mixes, it, embellishes it. You won’t find a 100% true story on the blog or in the novel.

I welcome any 40 Something stories you would like to share for the book, but please understand the story will only be a jump off point for the characters as I’m not about to publish anything exactly as it happened.

Email me today at Shannonpeel01[ at ]gmail [.com]

And yes…. Dating stories about women behaving badly are welcome too, as my characters are flawed and handicapped when it comes to dating.

Photo on 2014-04-17 at 12.25 PMShannon Peel is the author of THIRTEEN a book about a boy and his mom caught behind enemy lines when soldiers attack their North American hometown. The story asks the question, what if it happened here?

For more information check out her website.www.shannonpeel.com

Are Relationships All That?

Lately I have been meditating on my future, what I want to be doing in five years when my daughter is old enough to be out in the world on her own. Where do I want to be? What do I want to be doing? Who do I want to be doing it with.

What I See

I was in an Irish pub and on the TV screen were images of Ireland. My mind began to wonder and here’s what I saw.

I was walking down the streets, taking in the history, the culture, the stories around me. I was in a small cottage over looking a lake and I was writing. Writing novels and content for client’s marketing campaigns. I was strolling along a trail watching the waves below me crash onto the beach.

In all these images I was alone and I was content.

Cdc6wnhXIAEF64AI was doing what I wanted to do, when I wanted to do it, without having to consider what someone else wanted. I had no demands placed on me by children, men, or parents. For that time I lived as I wanted. Without guilt. Without shame. Doing what made me happy, writing.

There was no one to judge me. To tell me I can’t. To push me down. To make me feel bad about my decisions in life. I was alone and I was content and successful.

What I see

relationship adviceToday, I am sitting in Starbucks watching the people around me. Enjoying their lives as they pass by. A woman I know in passing met her boyfriend before coming in. Both of their faces lit up at the sight of each other and they were happy. They kissed, hugged and came in for their morning dose of caffeine.

Inside I could feel the loneliness cringe with jealousy. That deep desire I still have to be loved by a man for who I am. A man who accepts everything about me and loves me anyway. A man who at his touch I feel joy.

What I think

They say that your happiness cannot be found in another person. That you have to be happy with yourself before you’re worthy of love. That you have to love yourself first before a man will elevate you to the status of relationship material.

Then I think about it more. Do I want someone who will only love me once I’m healed? Once I’m whole? Once the pain of loneliness and the need to be loved is gone from my heart?

1795684_666542126736269_214740821_n-2Not really. If a man can’t love me when I need him to, I don’t want one when I don’t need his love.

Sounds kind of callous? Maybe. Bitter? Yes. I have struggled through a lot of crap on my own. I have become stronger and started to demand better for myself on my own. I have become stronger because of me not because of a man. I did it alone.

Now that I am stronger, now that I demand better from men, there is not one single middle aged man who deserves me. I am just that amazing and they are that screwed up.

Well no, that’s not completely true.

What I feel

I was destroyed by men and how they treated me. Saw me. Their words. Their actions. Their empty promises. Especially the one man who was supposed to love me for the rest of my life. I felt unworthy of love because he told me I was.

Since leaving him, I’ve tried to find a man who would see me, love me. I found worse. I found men who only saw me as good for one thing and only took from me, never giving to me. I attracted selfish men because I was so broken and so giving without demanding anything in return. I kicked them all to the curb and moved on.

I stepped back from men and started working on myself.

I’ve given all I have to myself. To becoming stronger. To changing my life for the better. I have nothing to give another person. I can’t see myself with a man because I do not believe in them. I do not trust them. This realization pains me and I am trying hard not to break down in sobs.

What I see.

I see myself in Paris. Sitting outside a cafe. Drinking Lattes and writing.

I see myself as a successful novelist.

Cdc7b29WIAAdpnbI see myself as a successful content marketing business owner.

I see myself with those who believed in my journey, my ability, my talents, and supported me, helped me get to where I want to be in life. Those who filled me with belief in myself, who did not doubt me, shame me, or put me down. Those who filled my tank by giving and not demanding or controlling me.

I see myself alone and content.

Single in The Darkness

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Purpose of this Blog

This blog is a look at the characters in a new series about being a 40+ year old woman in today’s world. This novel takes from real life, stories women have shared, stories men have shared, books I have read, movies I have watched. It takes all the information and merges it, mixes, it, embellishes it. You won’t find a 100% true story on the blog or in the novel.

I welcome any 40 Something stories you would like to share for the book, but please understand the story will only be a jump off point for the characters as I’m not about to publish anything exactly as it happened.

Email me today at Shannonpeel01[ at ]gmail [.com]

And yes…. Dating stories about women behaving badly are welcome too, as my characters are flawed and handicapped when it comes to dating.

Photo on 2014-04-17 at 12.25 PMShannon Peel is the author of THIRTEEN a book about a boy and his mom caught behind enemy lines when soldiers attack their North American hometown. The story asks the question, what if it happened here?

For more information check out her website.www.shannonpeel.com

 

40 Something – Safety

Published

The latest instalment of 40 Something has been published. This issue is called Safety.

What it’s about

40 Something (3)_FotorWas it ever simple being in your 40s? Follow the lives of five 40+ women as they navigate the 21st Century. They are wives, mothers, daughter, sisters, and friends. They are married, single, divorced, separated, and dating in a post feminist world trying to define gender roles when the rules have changed since their mother’s and grandmother’s were young.

Rose is a busy mother who believes family is the most important thing in the world. When she finds herself in a vulnerable situation she begins to worry about her family’s safety. How does one keep their children safe in such a dangerous world?

Charlie is a busy divorce attorney and it’s her week to have her son, whom she shares custody of with her ex. After a long night and an early morning she is exhausted and the added demands of work and child are having their toll. When pulled two directions which should a woman choose, kid or work?

Justine has the perfect husband and the perfect life, however it’s lacking something. Sometimes danger can add spice to one’s life, or not. How does a woman find passion when the most exciting thing that’s happened in a long time is a confrontation with a bully?

Sophie has been whisked away by her friend’s sister to Lindsay’s place to hide from her abusive ex husband. Sophie has never been safe and is not at all comfortable with Lindsay’s hospitality. How can one trust a stranger’s kindness when the one you love has always hurt you?

Lindsay wants Sophie and her kids to stay with her to fill a hole deep inside her. Is she moving to fast?

These five women’s lives intersect to tell a story over a series of short novellas. Come along with them as they try to figure out what it means to be 40 Something. Want to know more check out the website www.shannonpeel.com

Where to Buy

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Anywhere ebooks are sold.

 

IT’S JUST A BIRTHDAY PARTY

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Purpose of this Blog

This blog is a look at the characters in a new series about being a 40+ year old woman in today’s world. This novel takes from real life, stories women have shared, stories men have shared, books I have read, movies I have watched. It takes all the information and merges it, mixes, it, embellishes it. You won’t find a 100% true story on the blog or in the novel.

I welcome any 40 Something stories you would like to share for the book, but please understand the story will only be a jump off point for the characters as I’m not about to publish anything exactly as it happened.

Email me today at Shannonpeel01[ at ]gmail [.com]

And yes…. Dating stories about women behaving badly are welcome too, as my characters are flawed and handicapped when it comes to dating.

Photo on 2014-04-17 at 12.25 PMShannon Peel is the author of THIRTEEN a book about a boy and his mom caught behind enemy lines when soldiers attack their North American hometown. The story asks the question, what if it happened here?

For more information check out her website.www.shannonpeel.com

Why FWBs Are A Good Option

Warning this post talks about sex. Shhh don’t tell anyone. Worse, it talks about casual sex with FWBs. I know shame on me. If you find this post offensive. Do not start reading the 40 Something series.

Lindsay, a character from the series, wanted to share her thoughts on FWBs and why she uses them. This is a work of fiction and in no way are a reflection of my personal opinions.

Lindsay is a Character

I can’t get enough sex. I love sex. My body craves it, needs it, demands it.

I love men. I love everything about them. The way they smell. The way they feel wrapped around me. The way they sound. The way they taste. I can’t get enough of them.

Most of the men I meet online are not boyfriend material. They are emotionally closed off. They have demanding careers. They are looking for a specific woman and I’m not it. I’m seeking a certain kind of man and they aren’t it. There are so many reasons why he isn’t the one. That doesn’t mean we can’t have some fun.

Some men are studs some are duds.

I’d rather have sex right away and find out if he’s a dud or a stud. No use getting all emotionally entangled to find out he isn’t any good in the sac.

The young boys are too inexperienced and insecure to know how to please a woman, however they are teachable and when you teach them they are like rabbits. I don’t mind being their Mrs. Robinson. I just don’t want to be teaching a young buck long term. What can a boy give me besides a never ending F***? Not much.

The guys in their mid life crisis phase are too selfish to be good lovers. They don’t care if you’re having fun. They just want get themselves off. A selfish lover is the worst kind and if I come across one, it’s never a repeat engagement, no matter how much he calls me the next day.

Older men know how to please a woman, they just don’t have the stamina to keep up. That might be why they spend so much time on foreplay and using their fingers to do mind blowing things. Mind blowing. They are creative, however, they can’t exactly keep it hard and I like a large, thick, hard… Well you know.

When I find a guy who knows what he’s doing in the bedroom, one who can blow my mind, I keep him around, even if he isn’t boyfriend material outside it.

That’s why I have more than one FWB. You know, friend with benefits. A guy you call up and go over to his place to hang out and get f***** right. Where when you leave, your not expecting him to call the next day because quite frankly, you don’t want him to.

Take Mark, my favourite FWB.

He’s about 56 years old and owns some kind of business, don’t ask, I don’t care what he does. He lives down the street from me in a beautiful condo overlooking the bay. He has great taste in art and an Interior Decorator to die for. In fact, I stole her to give my place a much needed face lift.

Marc isn’t interested in falling in love. He doesn’t want a girlfriend. He definitely does not want a wife. He likes his place and his life just the way it is. Drama and problem free.

I love his c****. I’m not too crazy about him. He only talks about himself and doesn’t much care about my life or making sure I’m happy. Satisfied yes, happy, no. His number one rule – Keep your problems at the door.

Why do I bother hanging out with Mark? He’s hot. He’s sexy. And when I leave his place, I can barely walk and I’m intoxicated from the amount of released chemicals pumping through my system.

I don’t love Mark, don’t even like him much, but I sure love getting F***** by him.

I have a few guys like this, each one f***s me a different way. Some are better than others. Each one fulfills a different fantasy.

What’s wrong with that?

Your Thoughts

Back to the author of the series….

Thanks for your thoughts Lindsay. Personally, I do not use FWBs. I’m not emotionally detached enough or masculine enough to survive such an arrangement. I know this about myself. I do know some women who are quite happy with these types of arrangements. It’s part of their dating game plan and it works for them.

That’s the great thing about people, we’re all different.

What is your opinion on the topic?  Put in the comments section.

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Love, Can I Chose Not to Need it?

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Purpose of this Blog

This blog is a look at the characters in a new series about being a 40+ year old woman in today’s world. This novel takes from real life, stories women have shared, stories men have shared, books I have read, movies I have watched. It takes all the information and merges it, mixes, it, embellishes it. You won’t find a 100% true story on the blog or in the novel.

I welcome any 40 Something stories you would like to share for the book, but please understand the story will only be a jump off point for the characters as I’m not about to publish anything exactly as it happened.

Email me today at Shannonpeel01[ at ]gmail [.com]

And yes…. Dating stories about women behaving badly are welcome too, as my characters are flawed and handicapped when it comes to dating.

Photo on 2014-04-17 at 12.25 PMShannon Peel is the author of THIRTEEN a book about a boy and his mom caught behind enemy lines when soldiers attack their North American hometown. The story asks the question, what if it happened here?

For more information check out her website.www.shannonpeel.com

80s Weekly Trivia

If you are now in your 40s, you were a teenager in the 80s. Let’s see how much of your teenage years you remember.

Follow the blog for more weekly trivia questions. Answers below.

This Week’s Trivia Questions:

What’s the name of this Game? 

A. Donkey Kong
B. Burger Time
C. Pac Man
D. Pong

Burger Time

 

What did John Bender Get for Christmas?

A. A teddy bear
B. Nothing
C. Cigarettes
D. A Kick in the Ass

 

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Answers are below.

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Answers to Trivia:

B. Burger Time 

The 80s were filled with inventions, some of which changed the way we live and others have come and gone. Video game arcades in the malls were always packed with teenagers and you could find a friend or perhaps a new boyfriend/girlfriend there. Share you favourite arcade experience in the comments section.

C. Cigarettes 

Bad Boy John Bender. Such the rebel and the type of boy mothers warned their daughters about. In Breakfast Club he tells the kids what life in the Bender house was like and it wasn’t all rainbows and unicorns. The boy with the permanent seat in detention who made a girl want to get sent to the principals office. What was your favourite 80s movie?

 

Photo on 2014-04-17 at 12.25 PMShannon Peel is the author of THIRTEEN a book about a boy and his mom caught behind enemy lines when soldiers attack their North American hometown. The story asks the question, what if it happened here?

For more information check out her website. www.shannonpeel.com