Okay– Big T, is, after all, going to the prom. This is big news. Why? Because some bizarre y-chromosome thing kicked into place during this whole experience, and it was a near thing. Want proof? Moment the first: The psyche out. Big T has an Object Of Affection– we’ll call her Ooa. Anyway, T wanted… Read More

I want to know WHICH inspired member of the knitting community was responsible for the glorious works of art found on THIS EPISODE OF MYTHBUSTERS! Whoever it was? You ROCK!

Royalty Check. Because that’s the only reason he’s alive. Yup, poor old Dennis Quaid– there he was, under the surgeon’s knife to have one little bittie tooth removed. Five hours later, he’s eight teeth down, and EXTREMELY confused. And my first major royalty check for DSP is toast. And we still have a kid to… Read More

Mate and I have been doing workout tapes in the morning, so I only walk a couple of times a week. Tonight was the first truly warm night of the year– in fact, the cold has been really weird. Anyway, it was warm tonight, and the kitteh cats were all partying hard. I must have… Read More

*g* You guys liked the plotbunny thing– that’s awesome! Thank you! Other than that? It’s mostly me, in a funk about testing, in a funk about the kids, in a funk about the end of the year and my horrible, horrible job. My children are doing okay, I think–Squish has had some issues–I think she’s… Read More

After trying to gently brace my editors at DSP for the fact that I may be working on some non-DSP projects starting in the summer, I was threatened (gently, and we shall not name who did the threatening) with the possibility of somebody feeding my plotbunnies radioactive chocolate carrots. She did not tell me that… Read More

Don’t talk to mommy. She’s EDITING. Honestly, folks– that’s all I’ve got. I got Making Promises to edit this weekend, and “Phonebook” to sneak in the middle, and my entire weekend has been a blur of my own words. I sort of wish it was a blur of J.R. Ward’s words. I REALLY wanted to… Read More

Lots of writing news today… I mean, more than I can believe. First of all– Get a load of this! Yeah– that’s Keeping Promise Rock in audiobook, and since I didn’t realize it was going to be released that way (either I’d forgotten, or I’d just never really looked close enough at anything coming my… Read More

And there’s a whole lot to not believe. * My windshield wipers broke–on the freeway, coming home in a rainstorm. I have a nice divot in the glaze on my windshield to prove it. So Mate told me he fixed it, and during the next rainstorm, it came apart again, and I fixed it. During… Read More

Okay– my third period has currently trumped my second period as a nightmare beyond nightmares. This class can spend the entire day talking, one person at a time, one scattered remark at a time–and when I lean back to wait for them to finish, they have LITERALLY spent ten minutes ignoring the fact that their… Read More