Gone are
the days of piles of rejection letters and agents; being replaced instead by on demand eBooks and indie author sensations.
Not exact matches
«This enables me to get things done on the same
day instead
of allowing the guilt
pile to build up.
Warren Buffett, also known as the «Oracle
of Omaha,» wakes up at 6:45 a.m. and starts his
day reading his usual
pile of newspapers: The Wall Street Journal, USA Today and Forbes, to name a few.
Whether it is stricter regulations, negative interest rates, or fragile confidence, banks and other market participants are less than keen these
days to hold large
piles of risky assets.
«You've achieved a set
of goals, and the next
day you hand out a new
pile of goals to work on,» Baren says.
Once the doors
of a new company are opened, plenty
of day - to -
day issues will
pile up, without the owner having to learn the business from scratch.
I had a boss a long time ago that would come into my office at the end
of the
day and if I had
piles of stuff on it, he would clear my desk onto the floor (he only did it once!).
The Key to Getting Noticed Busy editors sort through
piles of press kits each
day.
The company's
pile of assets under management has more than doubled, to $ 3.8 trillion, and it swells by roughly $ 1 billion per
day.
But on the
days when you don't need liquidity, it also won't be there, and instead there'll just be a
pile of articles about how there's no liquidity.
«In China, many people come from the western provinces and their goal is to work seven
days a week 16 hours a
day, because in five years they want to have a
pile of money to go home with and start a business.»
This book is expressively for entrepreneurs and business owners who wear many hats — those who can't resist
piling more responsibility onto his own shoulders, who has more great ideas that time and resources to take advantage
of them, who runs (not walks) through each
day.
After a decent rally in early 2012, the distribution
days began
piling up in late April and early May, forcing us out
of several long positions by May 3 and generating a 100 % sell signal on the close
of May 4 (as annotated on the chart above).
She knows only that a company is conducting market research, and she has taken a
day off to let a team
of nosy notetakers
pile into her flat to look at her laundry detergent (a local Chinese brand), her shampoo (Pantene, owned by P&G) and her husband's razor (electric, disappointingly for the owners
of Gillette).
I'm really not sure if one
day all the Christians will just vanish in
piles of clothes and unmanned vehicles, because over the 2,000 years there have been so many different ways we imagined the end
of the world coming.
At the end
of the
day, we don't have
piles of money lying around, but there's enough money to make everything work.I think we're actively content.
I have read the bible, a bigger
pile of horse manure has never seen the light
of day no matter who wrote it.
A prairie kid by birthright, November
days were a diamond blue light
of sunshine, bright and hard, reflected off the first
piles of snow, refracting and dazzling.
During our conversation, he spent more time decrying rioting and calling for calm and prayer than lamenting the modern -
day lynching by law enforcement
of innocent black bodies that are
piling up across the nation.
When I'm picking up for the eleventy - billionth time, when every one needs to eat and it seems like we just ate, when we are wondering what to do with our one wild and precious life that sure isn't feeling very wild or precious right about now, when the laundry is
piled unfolded and someone spills their full glass
of milk on the floor I just washed and the bickering and noise enters its second hour and the house is too hot and there isn't much time for the things that I want to do on the
day off, I feel like Sisyphus, futile, pushing a rock up a hill that will never summit.
It really is no surprise at all that most 3:30 pm bus passengers do nothing in the face
of the unruly school pupils, even when they are in small groups, who
pile into the buses that dare to stop for them at the end
of the school
day.
On a bright
day in early autumn, I found myself sitting on the floor
of my favorite bookstore with a
pile of picture books two feet tall.
Left all alone on this mysterious
day, the «ghost train rumbled by» and the leaning chimney collapsed, burying Becky under a
pile of rubble.
Most Relatable: Emerging Mummy with «In Which I Can Feel Like Sisyphus» «When I'm picking up for the eleventy - billionth time, when every one needs to eat and it seems like wejust ate, when we are wondering what to do with our one wild and precious life that sure isn't feeling very wild or precious right about now, when the laundry is
piled unfolded and someone spills their full glass
of milk on the floor I just washed and the bickering and noise enters its second hour and the house is too hot and there isn't much time for the things that I want to do on the
day off, I feel like Sisyphus, futile, pushing a rock up a hill that will never summit.»
There is no excuse to have a holiday for this giant steamy
pile while two
of our greatest presidents (Washington and Lincoln) have to share a
day and call it «Presidents
day»
Walk in the door after a long
day of work or errands or running around with the kids or, heck, even Christmas shopping for those
of you that are more on - the - ball than I am, shred up the tender chicken, mix it back in with the onions and apples,
pile all onto some toasted crusty bread and add sharp cheddar cheese.
While we mostly eat guacamole during spring and summer when Southern California is bursting with fresh, local avocados, I couldn't resist digging through the large
pile of perfectly ripe Haas avocados at the grocery store the other
day.
I got a surprise
day off last week due to some pretty horrendous winds and managed to knock out most
of the laundry that had
piled up.
The other
day, I came home after an extended Thanksgiving stay at our favorite football getaway town (College Station, TX) to find a good amount
of mail had
piled up.
I've been switching back and forth between whole wheat pasta and spaghetti squash these
days, and last night called for a big
pile of this veggie - based goodness.
At the time, I was coming home from work to an always empty house, laying on the floor for an hour to re-calibrate from my
day, working myself into a 30 minute or so run, and then reading a couple food blogs over dinner (usually a sweet potato, roasted during that run, with black beans, salsa, and a
pile of greens), working another couple hours just to survive the next school
day, and falling into bed into a deep and dreamless sleep before my alarm clock wrenched me out and up and into another
day that was much the same.
Temperatures in an actively managed
pile must exceed 131 °F, and must continue for a length
of time appropriate to the type
of compost
pile made (either 3
days for static aerated
piles or 15
days for turned windrows).
Stone fruit and corn on the cob are
piled high at the market now, celebrating the last soft
days of summer.
However, it's not uncommon for 90 %
of the floor space to be taken up by
piles of books, fancy heels that have been kicked off with relief at the end
of a long
day, and scattered recipe print - outs.
Take a big «ol rimmed cookie sheet, add vegetables, some flavourful meat, a dash
of spice and salt, and bake it all up until the veg are soft and brown, the meat is cooked and juicy, and your house smells like you spent all
day — and a
pile of pots and pans — searing, roasting and braising.
With Christmas quickly coming up on us it starts to be time to plan the menu for the
day, and a big
pile of greens is always an excellent choice to balance out the meal.
Super crispy baby potatoes covered in caramelized onions, beer - braised bratwurst, and a
pile of sauerkraut make Game
Day so much more delicious!
At some point last year, I unwittingly became one
of those people who eats a big
pile of raw veggies for lunch every
day.
This bad boy is
piled high with everything you'd eat on Thanksgiving
day sandwiched between two pieces
of bread!
But my choice
of cheese goes back in the
day when I would go to a local joint and order enchiladas, and they would come with a big
pile of red rice and a huge mess
of refried beans with melted cheddar on top.
But, eating a
pile of lettuce
day - in and
day - out can get dull as a doorknob so I mix it up with a variety
of unexpected toppings including any type
of fresh or dried fruit (apples, oranges, blueberries, strawberries peaches or bananas).
There's something about the deep richness
of the sauce, and the fact it cooks all
day that makes me just feel like I'm being hugged (I assume the pasta I
pile it onto doesn't hurt that either).
It never failed, after a
day of crashing into snow
piles I would come home cold and starving half to death.
Autumn is here bringing with it promises
of crisp sunny
days, chilly nights and
piles of leaves begging to be plunged in to.
There are certain
days where leftovers are an absolute must, not only because there are containers
of leftovers
piling up in the fridge just waiting to be eaten, but also because you need something ultra quick and easy.
Why are we still wasting hours,
piled into
days of time in bumper to bumper traffic.
But there comes a
day when you find yourself with a big old
pile of super ripe avos that need to get used NOW.
We've also yet to come up with the money for one, therefore I don't have any blender experiences, but I have a
pile of amazing recipes awaiting the
day when I do have a blender, like your pesto, which is making my yummy growl!
The following criteria are important for a good compost
pile: ample available water, an inconspicuous location convenient to the garden, and at least six hours
of sunlight a
day.
That said, this is the first time in the past ten
days I've had a moment to sit down and spend some time with a growing
pile of magazines and media (including the new Kinfolk), and I have no intention
of moving anytime soon.