I laugh every time I see this photo. It says it all. And for the record, "Fat Guy In Little Coat" is my favorite movie moment. Ever. Ever ever ever. Seriously.
I laugh every time I see this photo. It says it all. And for the record, "Fat Guy In Little Coat" is my favorite movie moment. Ever. Ever ever ever. Seriously.
Tea Shelf:
Yes, the Jane Austen. I found the Jane Austen Society of North America. I joined it this week, sending my $29 check and in hopes that lots of writing inspiration will be sent back to me with my membership card. I love Jane Austen and I even have her action figure on my sewing shelf. Not sure how they go together, but a muse is a muse is a muse. So there.
Oh, for the love of all that is holy, Fawnie, how can I live without Warcraft? I tried. I really, did. I went a few months after Lil' Man was born without playing. But then I missed you. I missed you and our skinny, hot-ass Blood Elves. I remembered the hot tub party we had in our skivvies at the CrossRoads. I remember turning you into a busty pirate with my Halloween wand. I loved it when I'd get lost over and over again because my slow poke couldn't keep up with your speedy runner hunter chick. I even loved it when I'd aggro 15 mean dinsoaurs and they'd attack me like I was wearin' a Van Halen t-shirt to a Foreigner concert. A friend and I got into a discussion this week about his characters and I thought about you. And I contacted the demons at Blizzard, Inc. and it seems like they never deleted my account and I can come back. Turns out, you can come home again. Ha!
*sigh*. He leaves us to visit his father at the end of the month. He won't return until August 7 when we have the custody trial. I am going to miss him so much, and the time between is going to be wraught with uncertainty, frustration, and anxiety. But I love him. To the moon and back again, even. I hope he understands how much. And I hope there's a guardian angel or two looking out for us, watching over us through the coming months. (Godspeed, little man. Hurry home.)
"What Would Jane Austen Do?" by Laurie Brown. So sue me. I was on a Jane Austen kick when I passed this in the bookstore. I grabbed it without really reading too much into the back cover. Turns out its a time travel romance sort of book. But set in Regency-era England. Weird. Most time travels send us to the Highlands with lairds in kilts and their brawny, no nundies-wearing goodness. But to mid 1800s England? Okaaaaaay. Funny thing is, besides a couple quirks, I'm kinda enjoying it. I'm actually interested in whether Eleanor will return to modern day or stay back and make whoopie with Lord Shermont. Enquiring minds, and all...
I bought Amanda's new book recently and really dig what she’s up to. She and her family participated in a version of Mo Willem’s Family Draw and it seems like just the project Boy Wonder has been waiting for lately. And who doesn’t love crayons?
I love this blog. If I could live inside a blog, it would be this blog with all their knitting, crochet, and quilting goodness. I would roll around in this blog and walk around my life with all their bloggy genius stuck to my clothes like pet hair. Ugh. And their ideas for Mothers Day? Priceless.

“What Your Historical Reading Choice Says About You” a great post over at Seduced by History. I’m not sure I fit into my choice, but whatever. Maybe I just like guys in kilts (never mind the fact that I’ve never really seen one that would fit the description in the books I read…the fellows I see in kilts are usually the middle-aged drunk guys runnin’ around Highland games and Renn faires.)
“Songs for a Zombie Apocolypse” over on S.G. Browne’s Web site. He’s got a new release “Breathers: A Zombie’s Lament” out this month and I’m excited. So EXCITED!
With all this swine flu talk, chances for a zombie apocalypse are high. Anyway, there’s an entire twitter feed that goes on about Zombies on Thursdays. Find it at (#zombietalk). S.G. Browne has “The Man Comes Around” by Johnny Cash and that garners him automatic placement in my “most awesomest people around on the WWW list”. He also chose “Dirty Deeds” by AC/DC.
My thoughts? For battling a Zombie Horde, “Lunatic Fringe” by Red Rider and “We’re Not Gonna Take It” by Twisted Sister are definite must haves.
“Felt Laptop Cozy Tutorial” by Away to Me. I figure I have a better chance of finishing off
the damn manuscript if I have my laptop with me. The problem with having my laptop with me is the puke-green nightmare bag that I have to carry it in. It’s heavy, it’s awkward, and with my other bags needed throughout the day, I look like a homeless person by the time I get all my gear together. I want to make one. I’ll probably never have the time, but I can dream. Indeed.
“BookCrossing Donation” by The Literary Octogon. I want to get in on this program. You leave a book with a registration number and when somebody happens upon it and reads it, they log it into the Web site. ‘Cept with my luck, it would get picked up by someone and pawned off for booze money. Not that that’s a bad thing, per se, just not the intended purpose, ya dig?
Anyway, free things are awesome in times like these. Swine Flu’s gonna turn the world into zombies by next year, so you better get in all your leisure reading while you can.
“My First Sale”: an interview with Kerrelynn Sparks over at Dear Author. The bottom line? I like reading about authors w
ho make a sale. I really do. It gives me hope that there’s enough of the pie out there for all of us. Plus, Kerrelynn writes about vampires and she writes about the long road to getting to what you want. Double bonus. She’s neat. You should visit her site.
C.E. Murphy was Catie when I met her four years ago at an Alaska chapter meeting of the Romance Writers of America. She was days away from both moving to Ireland and releasing her first urban fantasy novel, "Urban Shaman." Now Catie's done growns up on us and published a plethora of amazing titles, but she was nice enough to take time away from her INSANE writing schedule and answer a few questions about process (she's driven, to say the least), pressure (she certainly feels it) and a computer named Nook (you'll meet Nook in a minute.)
I kind of put the pressure on myself. I had a goal when I started, to get a certain amount of shelf space. Well, today (today as I'm typing this, anyway) my eighth C.E. Murphy novel, THE PRETENDER'S CROWN, hit the shelves, and there is now a significant amount of space dedicated to my name when you walk into a bookstore. Since that's what I was after, well, I kind of have to live with the pressure to produce.