Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Counteracting the EEEVIL.......

Or fixing my CP, Laura Hamby, but good.

See, I twitted her a skoosh this morning about being an overachiever and she launches this campaign against me and tries to lure me into her overachieving net.

I know she's directed you over here with her evil plan. I know it, but you know you're only enabling her.

So, her plan is for you to heckle me into writing more, so YOU can win some chocolate... and chocolate is always good.

I'll take that heckle and RAISE her one...

You go back guess how many web sites and blogs Miss Overachiever has and I'll toss in a special prize to the first one that guesses correctly.

You know, of course, this means war?

Monday, January 29, 2007

Rubbing shoulders with a celebrity....

Yep. It's official. My critique partner and bestest pal, Laura Hamby was interviewed this morning by Katy McLaughlin with the Wall Street Journal.

I've spent the morning thisclose to fame.

Do I look any different to you?

Ah, maybe it's because today is my birthday. Could be just another wrinkle in my life chain that is causing such change in my appearance.

Heh.

Friday, January 19, 2007

Hello? Is this thing on?

I find myself tap, tap, tapping on the progress meter for Charli. I wrote yesterday. Wait. This is a huge event in my life these days -- I should celebrate.

*~*~ I WROTE YESTERDAY!!! ~*~*

Two pages. Yep, a whole two pages.

I added my new word count to the meter, waiting with expectant breath for the meter to register my astonishing progress...

Not so much.

Howsomever, not a total disappointment. I did discover that my heretofore silent Muse will stir herself for Dove dark chocolate.

Sometimes, it really is the little things.

Now to make that meter move some more.

*tap*tap*tap* Is this thing on?

Thursday, January 18, 2007

Thawing out the Muse....

Did I mention that its cold here in Texas? Once every decade, we get unseasonably cold weather.

So, we hunker down around our gas log fireplaces (usually more for ambience than practical heating. Heh), and kvetch about the weather and gaze longingly from our windows looking for the first signs of Spring. Which, around these parts *can* happen as early as mid-February. Double heh.

Anyway, the one single perk to all this cold weather is an extended chance to thaw out the Muse, rustle up some cinnamon flavored coffee, put on the ipod tune box and write.

I'd like to see the progress meters over there start moving.. wouldn't you?

Monday, January 15, 2007

Brrrrrr.........

Ok. Crisis time in the Lone Star State of Texas.

You see, the problem is that we (my family) live in Texas because we don't want to live with ice and snow. Looks great on postcards, in Christmas movies, and for Spring Break snow skiing when the day time temps hover around 50 deg.

I do not like ice, unless it is mixed with lime and tequilla. I do not like the cold.

In retaliation, and with a thumbing my nose sorta mindset, I shall now open my WIP and plonk my characters down in the middle of a heatwave.

Take that, Mother Nature.

Your Summer Love Type is Go With the Flow

A great summer love may be in the cards for you ... or not.
You'll have a fantastic time this summer, taking what comes.
What you want is flexible - what you'll get is up in the air.
No matter what, you'll have fun - and maybe a few flings!

Sunday, January 14, 2007

A question of love....

You Are A Realistic Romantic

It's easy for you to get swept away by romance...
But you've done a pretty good job keeping perspective.
You're still taken in by love poems and sunsets
You just don't fall for every dreamy pick up line!


I decided to take this quiz. The logical part of my brain knows the results are completely random, but the appeal is hard to resist.

Strangely enough, the fluke is that this particular quiz does fit my personality. For no other reason than the rarity of one of these quizzes actually coming close, I copied and pasted it here.

My curiosity is satisfied. Really.

Well, maybe just one more quiz. I mean, how can I sleep without knowing what my favorite pie flavor says about me?

And no, I am not procrastinating and hiding from my Muse. Really.

Friday, January 12, 2007

Ooooo... A man!

And not just ANY man... Jude Law.




Now, for all of you Jude Law fans who might be saying, "WTF?" THIS is the image of Jude she picks??"

Yes. I say again, YES. He melted my heart in The Holiday.

Have I mentioned that I'm not a melter?

Need more? Fine. Jude Law

Enjoy.

Thursday, January 11, 2007

Back in the game...

...slowly but surely. Due to a personal tragedy in my life, the writing has had to, naturally, take a backseat to things.

Life is returning more to normal, as normal as things will ever be at this point. Better, to be sure. And for that, my family and I am grateful.

As the worms turns, it is now turning in the direction of me pursuing my writing career again.

So, I'm sitting here, with the pages and files that constitute my works in progress, shifting through to pick up the story threads again.

I hear a sibilant whisper....

My Muse.

She has returned.

All hail the Muse. Let us annoint her with scented oils and fete her with chocolate!

I'm ready to begin....

Sunday, January 7, 2007

Resolutions....

So, this year my New Year Resolution is to do better.

That's it.

See, I figure that rather than making big plans for the diet, organization, exercise, blah, blah, blah, I'll just resolve to do better in everything that I attempt and then I can't go wrong.

No extremes. No self-promises that are already tinged with failure even as the utterances meet air.

Nope. Just do better.

And its sorta a one resolution fits all.

So, in that spirit I challenge you: Go. Do better.

How can you go wrong?

I write, therefore I post....

...and away we go!

Here it is. My inaugural post. Think it will be a blazing commentary on the writing world? Some deep insight into my writing experience?

No.

My first post is simply a welcome to you.

Welcome!

So. Sit. Let's be friends. I'll tell you about my days, my writing experiences, good and bad -- and we'll discuss chocolate. And men.