Phhfffffttttt!
Did anyone hear that wail of anguish? If you did and wondered what damn cat caught their tail in the door, look no further. It was me realizing I had to blog today. Now normally, this isn't a big deal, God knows I never have a shortage of anything to say. I have opinions on just about everything. Ok, everything. And I'm not shy about stating them.
But today is the light at the end of the tunnel so to speak, and all I really want to do is go pull the covers over my head and revel in the silence. Middle child is back in school after a six day bout with strep throat. Youngest child is also back in school after a bout with the pukies. Oldest child? Well, he hasn't become ill yet, which means about the time I figure it's safe in sick land, I'll get a call from his school. Yes, I'm giving them until noon.
And then there's the husband. I really should just stop there because sick kids have nothing on sick men. He came down with strep Monday and has been home ever since. Need I say more? I think he might be going back to work tomorrow though. woohoo!! Shhh don't tell him I said that.
I made a big mistake last night. I told Amy that I was definitely going to start my new story by Monday. Uh oh. Her words? I'll hold you to it. Insert another wail of agony here. Amy may loathe revisions, but she loves nagging me. It gives her a distraction.
Since I'm posting about mindless, random events, I'll end with a list inspired by Larissa's Romancing the Blog post. She talks about the lack of grit in the novels she reads. But her post just reminded me of the things I hate the most in a romance novel. So I'm going to do a top five. If I listed everything I'd be here until tomorrow, so we'll leave it at five.
But today is the light at the end of the tunnel so to speak, and all I really want to do is go pull the covers over my head and revel in the silence. Middle child is back in school after a six day bout with strep throat. Youngest child is also back in school after a bout with the pukies. Oldest child? Well, he hasn't become ill yet, which means about the time I figure it's safe in sick land, I'll get a call from his school. Yes, I'm giving them until noon.
And then there's the husband. I really should just stop there because sick kids have nothing on sick men. He came down with strep Monday and has been home ever since. Need I say more? I think he might be going back to work tomorrow though. woohoo!! Shhh don't tell him I said that.
I made a big mistake last night. I told Amy that I was definitely going to start my new story by Monday. Uh oh. Her words? I'll hold you to it. Insert another wail of agony here. Amy may loathe revisions, but she loves nagging me. It gives her a distraction.
Since I'm posting about mindless, random events, I'll end with a list inspired by Larissa's Romancing the Blog post. She talks about the lack of grit in the novels she reads. But her post just reminded me of the things I hate the most in a romance novel. So I'm going to do a top five. If I listed everything I'd be here until tomorrow, so we'll leave it at five.
- Pussy Vampires--you know the self loathing, wallowing in a muck of self pity, only the heroine can save him from an eternity of despair. Get a grip man. Embrace the dark side.
- Heroines who freak out over guns. Nuff said. (Really I don't have enough room to go into this rant)
- HEROES who freak out over guns. Ai yi yi.
- Cutesy, cheesy children and ultra over the top monstrous children. Ok I don't much like children in romance novels period.
- Heroines who can't make a single decision for themselves. Insert pushy best friend, mother, aunt, grandmother or other acquaintance who make the decisions for heroine for the entire book.
Ok I could go on and on, but I'm interested to see anyone else's choices. What's your top five?
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