Archive for February, 2007

I THINK I KILLED MY CAR

As the title suggest I think I did my car in. It’s 15 years old and it’s not on its last leg, but I need a new transmission as it is. My check engine light has been own for almost as long as I’ve had the car. But after running over a parking stump I believe I need to take it in to be looked at this weekend. I can’t afford a new car yet. And whenever I think I can I hear debt whispered in the air.

If I didn’t already have a school loan I think I would, but I’ll wait and take my chances when my car finally dies on me. I’m hoping to squeeze two more years out of it. And when I do retire it I’ll give it a fitting farewell or try to sell it. Whichever one is feasible.

Oh, you ask how did I run over a parking stump in a parking lot that I should know like the back of my hand. Well I was distracted, until I heard the grinding metal.

Anyway wish me luck that I don’t have to shoot olyeller.

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February 23, 2007 at 4:30 pm Leave a comment

FIRST DRAFT…

I just wanted to post and do a cyber dance. I’m finished with my first draft. Still don’t have a title but I’m done.(Imagine me doing the boogie woogie.)

February 13, 2007 at 9:20 pm Leave a comment

SHOT LIKE A FISH IN A BARREL

Just like any other day I walked to my mail box hoping what most ordinary people hope for, an unexpected check, in general good news. Today I got my first form rejection. Call me weird, but I was kind of excited.

I’m a writer.

A super writer at that, form rejections just bounce right off me. (Okay if I get around to my 5th or 6th form rejection don’t remind me of this post.)

I want to take it with a grain of salt, but I’m sure I’m going to go over my synopsis with an eagle eye, assure myself that it doesn’t suck and try another line.

For the first time in almost 3 years I feel like a real writer.

Well, slinking off to read my form letter again. *Sigh* (Okay really don’t remind me of this post later.)

February 11, 2007 at 2:48 am Leave a comment

IN FOR THE COUNT

A couple of things happened this weekend that has me excited. One, my RWA membership has finally went through. I never been so excited about spending 100 dollars. I’m an RWA member. And I’ve paid for early registration fee to go to the conference in July. It’s in Dallas my birthplace and I’m hoping in those five days I come back to California with an accent. (everybody has to have some dream.)

Second, I’m almost done with the book I started in November for my NaNoWriMo. I have about 3k more words to go and I’m done with the first draft. I think I’m going to clock in at 35k, leaving me with 30-35k more words to add. I don’t think I’ll have much of a problem. The characters need to be fleshed out and so does the plot. I say by Saturday I should be done and by Sunday I’ll read through it and start revising. If you go down a few post you can see my New Year’s resolution. I’ve knocked out two, I just have to work on getting down 500 words a day. But I can’t say, Not Bad.

February 9, 2007 at 5:20 pm Leave a comment

IRONY KNOWS NO BOUNDS

The month for lovers is shared with Black History Month. In another post I’ll talk about that, but this post is dedicated to Valentine’s Day.

I hate it.

Yes, I know I write romance. I love to read a romance novel, but I hate having to drive, walk, interact with cheesy lovebirds. It’s like watching a never ending movie where the hero and heroine keep saying, “I love you.” and “No, I love you more.” Having to watch this in rotation, just the thought of it with no commercial breaks, no emergency broadcasting, makes me sick.

Some may say I really want that. I can honestly say not in that way. If I have that type of love in my life I rather see it 365. Not the type of love that rushes out to Walmart to buy me a balloon to remind me why I’m loved. What happens to the other 364 days.
If you think I’m biased go to your local Walmart, Target, Dollar Store and you will see more men out then you thought existed. Maybe I just don’t like Valentine’s Day because it’s a holiday. There is this superimposed rush to your time and it’s become so commercial and the real meaning is lost somehow.
So I say if saying you love somebody isn’t enough(of course if you still choose to buy something that’s not frowned upon) then they may not be the person for you.

And finally the whole point to this post, I’m the Grinch that stole Cupid’s Bows.

February 5, 2007 at 4:06 am Leave a comment


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