Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Heart in the Clouds


photo courtesy of glitter-graphics.com

Sorry I haven't blogged in a couple of days. My heart hasn't been in it. I've been operating on autopilot lately, and I seriously think that's how I've managed to wade through the chaos without going totally bonkers. That, and good news from friends. I don't know if they realize just how much that perks me up to hear good stuff going on with them. It gives me something to smile about for a while. 

A day or so ago, I sent in my edits for Connection, and I'm now working on the blurb. Once I get that finished I can dust my hands off and work on cleaning up one of these other completed stories I have lying around. Time to polish a few of these and kick them out of the nest. For those who have been patiently waiting for a new story from me, I appreciate the emails. I do. My life is a mess right now, and I'll have something new out asap. I'm working through the dark clouds as fast as I can.

Tomorrow I'm due to send Mini's kindergarten class snack. I got that ready and packed to go. I won't have to do it again until the 26th, and I'm kinda glad for that. I still have to pay for his first book order of the year, his upcoming field trip, and I need to add more money to his lunch account. Don't they realize folks are broke right now?  

Thankfully Mini seems to be adjusting well. Oldest went with me to pick him up this afternoon, and Mini's class was one of the first out of the building. I took him the little man on to the car and all the kids were calling to him and telling him bye. It's good to see he's making friends. It takes a load of my mind, for sure. 

After I get Mini on the bus in the morning, I'm going to work through this manuscript I'm dissecting. Oh, and probably sit through one of the Screamers movies that Oldest picked out for his birthday. He said it was pretty good. I watched the first one and thought it was okay. Not great, but interesting enough to hold me to the end. The way he described the sequel to me, made me think this one would be more interesting than the first. I chalk it up to killer robots and secret babies. Yep, I gotta know how that works out. Once I have a few minutes to fall out on the couch, I'm gonna give it a shot. ;0)

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Kinzey Kapinzey Dec. 1996 - August 29, 2010


My sweetie-pup Kinz died in his favorite sleeping spot sometime this morning between midnight and five a.m. He was the last of the original Magnificent Trio, who we brought with us when we moved into our current house in '99 or so.

Hubster and my dad picked Kinz up off the street in Lucky, Louisiana when he was a just a few weeks old. His mother was out on the street wandering about, and he was hot on her heels. We suspect someone in the area probably bred Irish Staffordshires for dog fighting or hunting, and she got loose. Mom and pup were wandering around in traffic together near a gas station when Hubby spotted them. When they drove close enough to them, Hubster hopped out of the truck and picked him up the puppy. Sadly, the mother doggy got scared and ran off before he could rescue her. Hubby took the pup to the gas station to ask if he belonged to anyone, but no one claimed him.

So, he brought Kinz home in the front pocket of his jacket - a black Carhartt - and gave him to me. Kinz was a tiny, six ounce ball of mangy black fluff that you could fit in the palm of your hand. We named this little bitty dog Buckaroo Banzai Rodgers Fellini Thompson (all the Bucky's we could think of, which is what my dad wanted to name him - "Buck") Even so, I have always called him Kinzey - or Kinz, for short.

I wrapped my new puppy in a bath towel and carried him everywhere until he got to big and heavy to carry. In the "towel days", I put him on my shoulder to do laundry and wash dishes and carried him in the car with me when I drove. Literally, he stayed with me 24/7. And all that attention made for a very well trained doggy. Until the day he died, Kinz followed me from room to room, and loved to sleep on a bath towel. The middle picture above is Kinz in his favorite sleeping spot - on a bath towel in the hallway outside my office door. He's maybe four feet from my desk in that pic. I took it maybe week ago. It's where I found him this morning, bless him. I think he passed away in his sleep.

We've all known he's been feeling rough these past few years. He had trouble getting up, and just generally seemed achy. Over the past month, he's had a handful of small strokes and seizures, and I kind of sensed we wouldn't have him much longer. Several times throughout the day I'd glance over at him in his favorite spot and just talk to him to see if he was okay, and he'd look up and thump his tail at me. My poor furbaby. He will be greatly missed.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

35 Candles

funny pictures of cats with captions


As little sister would say, all hail the birthday princess! Today I am the grand old age of...24. In about twenty minutes I'm heading over to my parent's house to eat cake and ice cream and look at pictures of myself wearing ancient hairstyles and clothes that I'd rather not remember. Why this ritual of humiliation, I'm not sure, but on this day, I am the youngest I will ever be from here to eternity. I might as well go for it.

After cake and ice cream, the man and I are on heading off to a nice Mexican restaurant. He's been wanting to go, and I'm fine with that. Beyond that, we're going to wing it. We may go to the movies if something good is playing.

Okay, I'm getting called from the living room. It's the super secret signal, aka "Mooooom, are you ready yet?" Sigh. I better run. I hope you all have a relaxing Saturday. :0)


I got it for my birfday  frum the birdses.

Friday, August 27, 2010

Cyborg Dreams


cyberpunk Pictures, Images and Photos
photo courtesy of megatronsound on Photobucket

Friday, oh how I love you. I'm so glad this week is over and that I lived to tell the tale. Mini is officially settled in with his Kindergarten class and seems to be doing okay on the bus. That's one less thing to drive me to drink. And hubby, bless him, he has arranged all the birthday plans with mom.

I've been so blah lately, and it's been a struggle to focus. I wake up exhausted. For the past two days I've gone back to bed once Mini gets on the bus. Today I slept until 10:45. That shocked me since I'm usually up at 6:30-7:00 and stay going all day. On top of the sleep in, I woke up and my top lip was swollen twice the normal size. It felt all rubbery, like an allergic reaction to something. I couldn't remember getting anything, or wearing any gloss or lipstick recently, then I remembered...I made French toast for the boys yesterday afternoon. Eggs. I'm allergic, but like a proper dingbat, I eat them anyway. 

Apparently my egg-eating ways caught up with me. With so much stress, weirdness in my life, allergies, and what not, it must've been too much for my body to handle. Hence, the fat lip. It looked like I'd gone in for Restylane injections or something. Not too bad looking, actually, although it did feel kind of strange. It lasted until late in the afternoon and then the swelling went down a bit. Now I can still feel the tingly feeling a bit, but it's all normal looking now.

I'm almost finished with the edits for Connection, my upcoming story for EC. I have a few more tweaks to make then it's off to my superific editor for another pass. The way it's going now, considering the errands I have to run tomorrow and back to back birthday events for Oldest and me, I should be able to kick it out the door come Monday. W00t!

Well that's all for now. Mini is ready for me to haul him off to bed. I think it's been a long day for all of us. Happy Friday, everyone. 

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Too Dead For Dreaming


Never build over cemeteries, Mr. Chance! glitter-graphics.com


Is it Friday yet?  I swear, this has been the longest week ever. I've been so focused on Mini's first week of Kindergarten that I'm staggering around zombified from stress and lack of sleep. Who ever came up with the idea of taking three days to do boy/girl/parent orientation is fucked in the head. Honestly, I don't know how the local parents who are working outside the home can manage this without wanting to strangle someone by the end of the day. For reals.

I drove Mini to class this morning, and when I got home, I sat down with a cup of coffee. Before I could take one sip or get the computer turned on, the phone started ringing. It was my mom. She wanted to know what I wanted to do this weekend, and started going into 50 questions plus she was tossing out ideas for an elaborate Saturday BBQ.

I'm listening to all this (my mom talks very fast when she gets a wild hair, just saying) and I'm wondering wtf is the holiday? About five minutes into this conversation, I start eyeballing my desk drawer, wondering if maybe I should take out my calendar to figure out what  the heck we are planning this for. Finally, mom takes a breath and says, "So, what kind of cake do you want for your birthday?"

My poor brain...it was like someone let all the air out of a balloon. Pppppfffflllllpt. Now I get it. We're discussing my birthday. Of course!

I have been so busy with school/edits/life that I didn't realize my birthday (that bastard festival of "happiness") is going on this weekend. Joy. I'll be 35. Pass the Depends and a bottle of whiskey, that's kinda how I'm feeling right now. Hubby says it's because I'm tired. (And bitchy - although he didn't say THAT.) I, on the other hand, think it's because I'll be turning thirty-fucking-five and my Oldest will be turning 19 the day after. Oh yeah, I remember when I was a hot, nineteen year old idiot. I had a kid by then, but whatever. I wore a size 0 then and still had great tits that hadn't met Mr. Newton's law of falling apples yet. I'll have that for my birthday, kthnxbye. Or heck, you want to really thrill me? Let me sleep in late. That includes no kid's asking me to find something, no hubby rifling around in the dark for socks. No phone calls from family before 10am. Shall I go on?

Maybe that's the true gift that comes with getting older. You want non-gift gifts, like less crow's feet and someone to do your laundry. Makes sense to me.

And of course, since I didn't think about my birthday this week, it slipped my mind also that I have to plan something for Oldest. Oh, dear God, why can't he think of anything he wants that's less than $500 or requires a trip to Japan? Maybe I should get him a gift certificate to my favorite salon. For waxing. No, no... Total man-scaping. It's not terribly expensive, there are pretty ladies that work there, and he can reflect on what it means to be a man when he's getting his chest hair ripped out by the roots. If he doesn't look at the family finances and get with the program, this might be worth looking into.

Tomorrow I'm tossing Mini into the shark tank. In other words, he's riding the bus to school.This morning, I made him walk me to his classroom. He's dying to ride the bus. He says he's a big boy and wants to ride the bus "just like bubba did", but I wanted to make sure he knew where to go once he got there before I turned him out into the wilds. He knew right where to go.

Too, when I picked him up from school today I saw Oldest's old bus driver, and asked her to swing by our route. She didn't think she had to take our road anymore because Oldest graduated, so now that's all settled. I'll pick Mini up in the afternoon, but I've been burning the candle at both ends to the point of chest pains - which I have NOT mentioned to hubby. He would shit his knickers, I imagine, although he might better understand the bitchiness if I did tell him.

At any rate, it's time to slow it down a bit, and to do that I have to let some things go. Let others help. Delegate some of the responsibility. Jesus Christ on a bicycle I'm such a control freak when it comes to my home turf. Nevertheless, I'm easing back. I'm starting by putting Mini on the morning bus. If he does okay there, he can possibly start riding the bus home. It will really depend on how well he can control that Gemini chatterboxy-ness. Miss M is brutal when it comes to the no talking on the bus rule, and I'm not sure Mini could keep his trap shut for a solid hour on the ride home. (An hour long bus ride and we live exactly 4 minutes by car from the school. No kidding.) I'll probably continue to do the afternoon pickups, and save myself the hair pulling. But for now...we have a plan.

Monday, August 23, 2010


Zombie pin-up courtesy of glitter-graphics.com


I am oh.so.fried. Last night I stayed up late tinkering with Word. I learned how to use different styles within a single manuscript, and afterward managed to get my entire "Paris" wip formatted without having to retype every single word. [rejoicing] I also got my edits in for my EC quickie, and that's what I've been working on for the past hour and a half.

Hubby and I drove Mini to school earlier this morning. The lil guy was so ready, bless him. Today is his first full day, but it's boys only. Tomorrow there won't be any school for him, only the girls. And tomorrow night I have to go to Kindergarten orientation for parents.So, I guess, that's kinda like school for me. Wednesday, everyone attends (except parents), and they're all in class together. I have no idea why they're doing it this way, but there you have it. The craziness that is going to be my week. *sob*


It's all kind of overwhelming right now, but I'm hoping after Mini settles in and we both get used to the schedule, I'll be more productive. Then again, I thought that about summer break, too, so we'll see. ;0)


Happy Monday, everyone!

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Taking Time to Daydream

It's after midnight and the house is finally silent. Was yesterday actually Friday? It certainly didn't feel like it. Hubby got overheated at work on Thursday and had a mild heat stroke. He came in whooped, and said he had called his boss to let him know he wouldn't be in on Friday. The stress and heat is getting to him, poor guy.

So he took off, and I got up around 9. Mini didn't have to go to school yesterday, because they were working through class assignments - which teacher he would end up with and what not. I went through my Friday routine, coffee, balancing checkbook, going over emails, writing out bills, etc. Around 2pm, I was ready to go to the post office and bank.

All the guys went with me, and I figured after we did our dry goods shopping, we could swing by the Panda and have a late lunch. I totally I forgot that they are now closed from, I think, 2pm - 4:30. We're not sure why, other than perhaps to economize, and to possibly prepare for the dinner hours, which are more expensive than lunch hours.

Mini started bawling because the restaurant was closed. Never mind he'd been munching the house down from the moment he got up that morning. I swear, I wish I had that kid's metabolism. Anyway, we decided to go to Burger King instead. I gotta say, it's probably the first time in a year I've been to any hamburger type fast food restaurant where I intended to order something I planned to actually eat. It wasn't great, but it wasn't terrible either. The good thing is we didn't have to wait. I swear, I think 99.9% of my life is waiting. After waiting 35 minutes in the checkout picking up dry goods, I told hubby if one more person dragged ass in front of me before we made it back home, I was going to give them a swift kick. Or at least wish evil swift kickness on them.

When we did finally make it back home, I put away groceries, fed the furbabies, and retreated to my office. I have so many books and papers lying around - cleanup was mandatory. I had bought a pink 3 ring binder while in town, and managed to sort out most of my work shop papers. Or at least get them all in one place. I still have a stack of books to sort and it should all be tip top again.

After all that was sort, I read for a while and now I'm working on cleaning up this story for Cobblestone. It's been finished for a few weeks now, but I put it away for a while to gain some perspective on it. Too, I needed to research a few little things. I'm going to work on it tomorrow and Sunday, and try to get it into passable shape. I'm ready to kick it out of the nest. Hopefully next week. I had wanted to write a few more werewolf stories to round out the series for the year, but I'm thinking this one may just have to do unless the time fairies bless me with extra hours in the day. I've got so many irons in the fire right now, I'm struggling to catch up. I never anticipated my year would be like this, but it's been one clawing match after another. I'll be satisfied just to tie up loose ends.

That's all for now. It's almost 1am. Sigh. Yep. Not enough hours in the day.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Day By Day

Tomorrow I take Mini for his first day of Kindergarten. After testing, he gets to come home. I'm all boo-hoo and nostalgic about it right now. My baby. Five. Starting Kindergarten. Yep. Someone pass the chocolate and tissues.

I planned today to be a slow day filled with playtime, a little work, a movie with the soon-to-be school boy...and then the mail ran. Oldest brought the letters to me, and noticed one to him and skimmed it off the top. He stood in my doorway and read it. Then handed it over to me.

Because of his ACT scores, he's been granted a scholarship. A midst of our joy and surprise, we noticed that we were supposed to have the forms in by August 15th. Um, we didn't receive it until the 18th. Soooo, Oldest had to call the admissions office and get it straightened out. This all ended up with us making a mad dash to the library to fax in the forms to the dean. Yes, I am a tad fried right now.

Oldest is still looking at one other school, so there is no guarantee he will need or use the scholarship - since it may still be more affordable to go to LA Tech. But we sure as heck aren't going to miss a chance to have the money at our fingertips if we need it. Right now we are looking at every *affordable* option, because in this economy, it's not going to be easy to get this kid in school.

There you have it. That's the latest news here. I've added another 2k to my WIP today, and transferred a few pages to the required format. So, back to the grind for me. I'm loving this story by the way. I was afraid to really dabble in the history of it too much, but I may push back the initial "starting date" of the novel by about 40 years. We'll see.

  

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Thinking Forward

Photo courtesy of The Graphics Fairy.
I'm counting down to Kindergarten testing day. I take Mini in to do his testing on Thursday. Bless his little heart, I still don't have all his uniforms together. I still need a few more pairs of the shorts, but they just don't have them in his size. I'm not sure what I'm going to do. I might have to drive to Monroe this weekend to hit Gymboree and Target. Maybe they have something passable for uniforms there.

That aside, I'm still in the process of typing my WIP into a formatted template. I figure this is the easiest way. I'm too chicken to kill all the formatting from my typed stuff to do a copy and paste into the main template. It would likely be a disaster. On the other hand, the story is coming along very well. Back to school has slowed me down quite a bit, but I'm still crawling along.

Back to school, fall, thinking forward... Hubby put in his request to take a week off in October. Woot! I'm not sure if we'll have the cash to do anything other than have dinner and catch a movie, but that's not the point. It will be a whole week off to celebrate our 20th wedding anniversary. I'm looking forward to it. If it turns out we are able to go somewhere special...that would be such a bonus. We're both in desperate need of a vacation!

I should get back to writing now. It's almost noon and the kidlets will be wanting something for lunch. I'm going to make a cabbage and pork stir fry. I use an entire head of cabbage, so anything that survives lunch goes toward supper. It's win/win! ^_^
 

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Cue the Orchestra

Image courtesy of the Graphics Fairy
What a great weekend! I went to the Nola Stars meeting on Saturday, and it was an open forum kind of thing. People talked about what went on at Nationals, and some of the things they picked up at the workshops. There was a bit of industry talk, too, then a handful of us gathered over at Chef Lee's for lunch.

After I left Bossier, I went to see the sisters in Haughton. Alice picked me up at the Waffle House since I haven't trekked out to Charlotte's new house on my own before. They were having a scrapbook party. Alice and I sat around the table talking about what happened to our old high school, which closed down to the year after Charlotte graduated. I'm sad to hear that there are weeds growing through the hardwood floors, and that the playground is so choked with weeds you can't tell there is playground equipment out there anymore. I don't think I'll ever go back there to look or walk through it. I'd rather not remember it that way.

On the upside, we were able to catch up on "dad talk" and just chit-a-chat in general. Interesting thing, I didn't know that Alice used to take the orders for the Nola Stars trophies back when she worked for Things Remembered. She asked me what group I had gone to in Bossier, and when I told her it was Nola Stars, our local RWA chapter, she not only recognized the name, she remembered Winnie - who had gone in to order the trophies in years past. Small world, eh?

After I got back home - which was around 6pm - I went to the freezer to get some ice for my diet Dr.Pepper, and saw hubby had bought a bottle of Coole Swan just for me. Oh, I do love that man! So, I poured Coole Swan into the glass of Diet Dr. Pepper and...heaven. Exactly what I wanted. It's tastes a bit like an ice cream float. I highly recommend it. ;0)

The next two weeks are going to be full of crazy, so I'm trying to keep that in mind and prepare as much as possible. Mini begins Kindergarten testing this week, and next week he'll start full days. I am so not ready for this! Endure, endure, endure...or so I keep telling myself. ~_~' Yeah, I know, he'll probably take the transition better than I will. Ah, to have that childhood resilience again.

Friday, August 13, 2010

Gypsy Spirit

Gypsy courtesy of the graphics fairy.
Change is in the air!  Do you feel it?  I certainly do. I don't know what it is, or why it's right around the corner, but I feel the excitement. I hope whatever is in store for me, it's fun and life expanding.

I'm about 10k into my latest manuscript. Mercury goes retrograde next Friday, so I'm trying to reformat my current manuscript right now, before the crunch. I have a template for it, and I'm hoping I can do this without blowing the prefab settings since it's the first time I've ever tried it. Wish me luck.

Because I have this big story to focus on, and back to school is coming up next week, I'm taking off this weekend to tie up loose ends. I'm going to the Nola Stars meeting then to see my sisters. After the party at their house, I'm going back home to kick off my shoes and read through my werewolf WIP - the short I finished a little while ago. I meant to have it in weeks ago, but I have sort of been on werewolf hiatus. I need a break to clear the creative cobwebs.

My new story is entirely mapped out, and it will be novel length. It's paranormal, but it isn't werewolves, vampires, or anything familiar like that. I'm even enjoying all the research I'm having to do.

On Monday, I have to go to my mother's to tailor Mini's school uniforms. So for the next two weeks - I expect a full heap of crazy. I guess I better take out my crash helmet and hang on for the ride. That's it for now. I hope your Friday is an awesome one. If you're on twitter, be sure to add me. I'm always looking for new, non-spammy tweet buddies. Follow me: @corazane

Happy weekend everyone!

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Mouse is a Car

Image courtesy of the graphics fairy.

My office is a mess! It rarely gets this bad, but oh my...today there are towers of paper stacked precariously on top of other stacks of paper...all on top of my printer. Books are scattered at the base of my desk. My stapler is sitting inside the print tray, and since my laptop mouse button is broken, I'm having to use a USB scrolly mouse shaped like a car (I had to borrow Mini's computer mouse, sigh), but there's no room on the desk to actually move it around because of all the mess. Yeah, we all know what I'll be doing this afternoon.

Anyway, it's RWA weekend for me. The Nola Stars chapter gathers at the Bossier History center the second Saturday of every month. We're planning to talk about changes in the industry, and the folks who attended Nationals are going to do a recap of events. After the meeting and our weekly group lunch, I'm going to see my sisters. :*)

Lil sis is having a scrapbooking party that day, too, it's our birthday month (we share the same birthday, different year) so it's kind of an all-around get together. I haven't seen Lil or Big sis since Lil's wedding at the American Rose Center. When they heard I'd be heading toward Shreveport, they decided I must, must, must, come by. Since I rarely get to see them, I couldn't say no.

Speaking of events and such, mark your calendars, September 8th is Zombie Day!  Founded by the awesome Arwen Lynch, on September 8th be sure to post any zombie attacks you encounter on Twitter. Sounds like fun, yeah?

I better get on with this story I'm working. Oh! By the way...just a little teaser...I know what my first ever Ellora's Cave Quickie cover is going to look like. Hehehehehe! As soon as I'm allowed, I'll share. ;0)

Happy Thursday, everyone!

Monday, August 09, 2010

Remember Paris



What a night! I wrote over 3k yesterday on a story that's been nagging at me for a while. I guess I needed to get those words out there, eh? This morning the story still had a lot of flow. I must've dreamed the follow up scene because 900 words flowed onto the page this morning. No coffee needed.

I can't say too much, of course, since I'm still working on it, but the book starts out in Paris. Explains the Paris theme today, right? This was going to by my Ellora's Cave Kinkmas submission, but I can tell already it's going to be too long for that. Instead of trying to force the story to fit where it doesn't want to go, I'm going to thoroughly explore this book. I'm really excited about it!

Earlier, while reading over the initial chapters, I got chills. Steamy sex, great tension...I love this book already. I'm hoping to get it up to a decent length before the 19th. That's when all the school stuff starts for Mini. Hopefully my editor won't think I've dropped off the face of the planet before I have something new completed and ready to go! ^_^


Saturday, August 07, 2010

Bookstore Browsing


Photo courtesy of glitter-graphics.com

It's been a good day. The past week has been kind of rough on me, so it's nice to land at least one good one out of the week. :0) Hubby, the boys, and I took off to Monroe today. After stopping at the China Garden we went to Books-A-Million. They are revamping the store, and I noticed several interesting changes that I think reflect current market trends, and fluctuations in the industry. 

1st thing I noticed was that most of the sale tables had been pulled up front and were off to the right - almost immediately after you come through the doors. Secondly, the erotica and erotic romance and manga were shelved alongside the main romance section. The W-Z section of mass market romances ran right into manga, which ran into erotica/erotic romance. The erotic romance/erotica section had almost doubled in size from last time. And beside the erotica, the category series books had a slim section near the end of the row. I was super surprised about the category romances, since I - for one - have been buying them by the truckload since I'm having to watch finances. I can afford $4.00 much more readily than $8.00+ for a book. 

Most of the titles on the mass market paperback rows were paranormal, but I'm noticing more historicals amid the mix. Very little contemporary, which is what I was actually looking for. The only futurist romances I saw were by Susan Grant. I really wish more of these would find their way into the bookstores. I'd certainly buy them. Although paranormal is primarily what I read, having that many paranormal titles to field in a limited amount of time was a little daunting. After the second row of the romance section, the books started to look the same. That being the case, I went with someone familiar. I picked Michele Hauf's The Vampire Husband from the paranormal selections. 

I was happy to see the number of Ellora's Cave titles on the shelves. Most were anthologies. A couple of them, looked like they had been read more than once in store. The largest number of erotic romance/ erotica/ romance erotica on shelf seemed to be Brava titles. Second largest number, Kensington Aphrodisia titles. 

Whew! So there's my bookstore report. As you can probably imagine, I spent way to much money today. But at least I had a good time doing it. ;0) 

Thursday, August 05, 2010

Latest Writing Kick

Seasons in the sun
Picture by lehen1. Photo links courtesy of webshots.

Let the inbox stalking begin! I mailed off a partial last night, and since it's on a fast track, I know I won't be able to stop myself from checking my emails a billion times throughout the day. I've already received my reference number for the submission, so I know I'm in the stack waiting to be read. In other words - yay! 

In the meantime, I need to focus on the Christmas story I've planned out... There are only a few short weeks before school starts for Mini, so if ever there was a time to wrap things up, you know? I've got 5k on this story, but I think I may scrap it and start over entirely. Something about it isn't working, and I'm thinking it's because there are too many outside situations encroaching on the main theme. I'll have to either strip it down to bare bones, but seriously, if I go that route, I might as well start fresh. There's still time to get it together, but with so many dates and appointments coming up, I feel rushed about it. Boo. 

I'd planned to knuckle down on it this Saturday, but Hubby called me this morning and reminded me that tomorrow kicks off the tax free weekend. Since it's back to school time, I told the man I wanted to run to Sam's Club in Monroe - which is also hosting a free weekend pass event - so we can stock up on some things we use regularly.  So between today and tomorrow night, I'll probably end up having an extensive Write Or Die session. I better make sure I have plenty of chocolate beforehand. :0)

Right now, I'm in my office, keeping an eye on Kinz. Poor geezer pup, he had a stroke early this morning. Oldest and I ran to help him, and after a few minutes, Kinz was able to pick himself up off the floor and make it into the hallway where he likes to lie outside my office door. He's resting now, and seems to be okay for now. Bless his poor, puppy soul. I put a fresh towel on the floor for him, and he's curled up on his favorite towel, and Sassie is snoozing with him. We've been through this several times with the old guy. I know it's his age, and I can't imagine not having him in the house. He's the last of our original "three amigos". It's not going to be easy for me when his time comes. 

Steering away from that thought...I've packed up another box of books to take to the donation bin. I'm slowly whittling my way through this mile high TBR stack. I'm sure my husband will be relieved, since books are starting to take over the bedroom. Heh. On that same note, I'm finding out my reading tolerance isn't what it once was. I'm kind of sad about that. If I read through chapter three and nothing significant has happened that appeals to me, it gets tossed in the box unread. I'm taking that as a lesson for my own writing - if I can't make something happen to grab my reader's attention in that first chapter, it's likely my book will end up in a donation box. So much for those sweeping setups... 

Tuesday, August 03, 2010

Don't Let the Space Jellies Get Me

Blue Curls (Phacelia congesta Hook.)
I love this photo by mkircus. Photo links courtesy of webshots.

So I'm sitting in my office drinking a diet Dr. Pepper, and looking at this monstrous list of things to do. I still need to edit the werewolf story so I can get it submitted, my Christmas story is half finished, and I'm one shake away from having a partial ready to send. *faint*

Tonight I'm going to finish up the partial, and get it sent off. After that, if I have any brain cells left to spare, I'm going to take a peek at that werewolf manuscript. A little earlier this evening, I raced around and got a synopsis written - it turned out pretty good, but boy did I end up with a killer headache.

After the man got home, he stepped out to talk on his cell phone and I fell across the bed for a few minutes. I took a nap, but it wasn't exactly restful. I dreamed I was standing in this pasture, and I saw something silver overhead and suddenly ZAP! Yes, a UFO zapped me. At least I think that's what it was. When I woke up, I felt all jittery and such, but I went into the dining room to find Mini playing Motor Island on hubby's laptop, and the house in a tizzy. Oldest came out of his room to tell me all these things he HAS to do - drop clothes off at Goodwill, and find a box to store some of his keepsakes in. I nodded and shuffled on through the house to the fridge.

Hubby laughed, and laughed, and laughed some more at me when I told him about my UFO dream. He said it was probably because of the thunder outside. I imagine he's right. Still, I nearly felled the guy with my sweeping tale of close encounters. Even if it was just a nap dream. :P

I'm currently reading Trish Wylie's The Millionaire's Proposal. I could swear I've read this one already, but the spine on the book looks unbroken so it's hard to say. *_*

Sunday, August 01, 2010

American Diva

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Photo by away2sky. Photo links courtesy of webshots.

Anyone else follow the #rwa10 feed last night on Twitter? I couldn't stay away from it.  I hadn't heard of half the books, but I admit I was glued to the computer. One of my local RWA chapter mates was nominated for a RITA and I sat there with my pom poms at the ready and looking for her name to appear. She didn't win her category, but she's such a fabu storyteller, I just know she'll be up again for another nomination in the future.

After the RWA glitz was done, I noticed an #askagent panel going on. I browsed through it for a while, until I realized they weren't taking any questions about trends, word counts, or queries. Hm. I go to these things to learn, but since most questions could pretty much fall into at least one of three of those categories, I'd be far too worried I'd be crossing a line by asking anything, so I bugged out and went back to writing.

It doesn't seem like it should be August yet, but there it is. The month from hell is staring me in the face, smiling with glee. Yeah, I see the sharp pointy teeth. I hate August with a passion. It's my birth month, it's oldest's birth month, my nieces and everybody else in the family's birth month. It is also back to school month, and holy-shit-I'm-financially-strapped-and-stressed-out-ohmyeffinggod-when-will-the-hurting-stop? month. 

If I could hibernate, I'd do it in August. Skip this shin-kicker entirely. I'd come out again in September, but only after some of the bullshit had smoothed over and I didn't have to watch my neck. Or attend fifty birthday parties to remind me not only that I'm broke, but that I'm a now a year older and I've gained five pounds from eating so much birthday cake.

*deep breath*

I'm trying not to obsess over Mini starting kindergarten, but who am I kidding? He's so small, his backpack covers him from neck to knees. I bought one uniform shirt a size XS, and it fits him like a night gown. Some how I've got to get this kid clothes for school. They don't make the uniforms small enough. He's wearing a size 5T still, and uniforms start at 5/6. They hang off him. Too, the kids have to wear everything tucked in and belted. He looks ridiculous. It's stressful just knowing you're tossing your kid into the shark tank. They've got to make finding their uniforms a pain in the ass too? Why don't I just have a nervous breakdown now?  Why wait until the 19th?

Yesterday I finished reading Hot Stuff by Janet Evanovich and Leanne Banks. What a fun little book. I don't typically read contemporary, but I needed a change. So many books sound alike now. I needed to find fresh waters. So contemporary it is. Next up, I'm reading American Diva by Julia London. I actually wanted to pick up a copy of Summer of Two Wishes, but it wasn't available where I went looking. So...

I guess that's it for now. I've got to get the dishes in the dishwasher and the laundry going. The grandparents are bringing Minibeast home after church, and I imagine they'll stay a few minutes to visit. Can't be letting them see the dishes stacked in the sink, right? ;0)