Sunday, August 31, 2008
Some of my conclusions from the wading into useless dreck:
She's far better looking than she was when she did sportscasting. Say what you like about her, I think she's pretty.
She's probably got the sort of charisma that gives me the willies. A lot of people who are considered inspiring make me want to escape their presence. A form of jealousy? A sense of inferiority? Maybe. Anyway, from the reports I've read, she's supposed to be the sort of person who makes you feel as if she's listening to you and cares about your opinion. She's got a room-filling presence. Eeearrrgh. All of that sounds just like what they said about Bill Clinton.
I never particularly paid attention to the fact that Hillary is female--sure, sure, but she was a pol first and foremost. But this Palin person is entirely Female. Maybe because of the hyper-mom factor.
WTF about the flying with amniotic fluid leaking? Premature rupture of the membranes? That's beyond stupid. Whoa. (beyond my understanding because water breaking is when I immediately launched into real contractions for all three of my guys. TMI for Sarah and for Kate)
As a mom I can't imagine making that choice, especially with a high risk pregnancy. It's probably the only documented story that made me wonder about the other undocumented one....
....The baby as her daughter's baby issue. ** The lowest of the low junk out here in google-y land. It's freaky wild, too weird by far. I think anyone who cares about getting Obama elected is an idiot if they go anywhere near the topic. But they should be thanking their stars for the National Enquirer.
It's made-for-tv movie even if it's fiction. Especially then. I can see Lifetime prodding their script writers to come up with a version ASAP.
Baby mama topic is fascinating and intriguing until you remember that there's a kid involved. The teenager, I mean. No matter what the truth is about the situation, it's a major pause and shudder to consider that Bristol might Google the story. (And there are so many thousands of versions out there already--one more at an obscure blog is nada)
The moral of my useless interweb cruising? anyone running for office, or closely related to someone running, should avoid the interwebs if they want to stay sane.
If you find yourself in that high-profile political world, where by definition of the job you'll have enemies, even before you make the announcement, you must hire a person to hunt down all the stories about you and your family just because you have to know what's out there. And then make sure that interwebbian person put blocks on the scuzziest stuff so the kids don't have to see it.
And now, from now on, when I think about politics, I will avoid any story about pol's families and acquaintances and rumors. I will concentrate on what the politician wrote or said or did. That's what matters. Now I have to go wash my hands with bleach and put on that hair shirt to atone for this.
** update: According to this story, Palin planned to take the baby to work and breast-feed him, which seems to be proof the story is utter hog-wash. But after reading that, part of me wants the reality to be more bizarre--and she'd have to have stored formula on her person. I want it to be true only because that would be so amazingly elaborate. I'm talking jaw-drop tabloid factor of the story and nothing to do with the actual people involved or how it reflects on them.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Friday, August 29, 2008
Meme time. Rules:
1) Link to the person that tagged you. 2) Post the rules on your blog. 3) List six unspectacular quirks you have. 4) Tag six bloggers by linking them. 5) Leave a comment on each person's blog to let them know they've been tagged.
Lyn "PITA too" Cash tagged me. Rules are posted above. I liked Lyn's, especially details of how she broke the toe. Just enough to make it intriguing not enough to explain squat. I'm skipping steps 4 and 5.
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I go for lots of sneezes, not just one or two. Drives Mike crazy and he always ends up yelling "enough already." After a gazillion years, you'd think he'd be used to it by now. But that's his quirk, not mine.
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One summer when I was a teenager, I gave tours in DC, I lied like a dog--a really lazy dog. Every tour, all the time. I sort of feel bad about that now.
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About ten years ago, I broke my foot walking on a flat sidewalk. Just walking along. I continued to limp around for a month or so and finally got xrays because it still hurt. It healed without the help of doctors and that foot works better than it did before. Now I can run without pain and I couldn't before. Hey, this is really dull. And I'm only halfway through.
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Instead of going to Machu Piccu with my free American Airlines first-class round trip ticket, I went to San Francisco. Years later, I still sort of wish I'd gone south. I did have fun in CA because I saw big-ass trees and I beat Mike at gin every time we played. Only time I've managed to win when we've played a game. (Except Pictionary but he refuses to play that.)
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Cocaine didn't doodly for me, thank goodness.
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When I was a little kid I wanted to live in England because their emergency vehicles didn't make that howling sound that I hated. Even if it was really faint, that sound made me want to scream. A few months ago, in some movie (Hot Fuzz, maybe) there was a cop car howling--not the bee-baw, bee-baw--and it made me even sadder than when I came across a McDonalds in London. Probably something like learning there is no Santa Claus.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
The challenge is actually composed of two parts, the page count and the fund-raiser.
PART ONE: Go to the unleashed site. This part is free. That’s where you compete with Macomber and generally have fun about writing (although the prizes will be awarded for fund-raising, not page count). Starting September 1, we’re going to have a post a day at that site about the challenge of writing, including some from agents and editors, I think. I hope. You can skip this step and go onto
PART TWO: the fund raising portion, which is directly through cystic fibrosis foundation. We authors didn’t want to fool around with actual money and CFF has a great system for collecting the money AND for keeping track of donations for us, so we can award the prizes. (CFF is giving prizes too, like an 80 gig Ipod) You can donate one of three ways:
1. Go through the links found at http://www.unleashyourstory.comIf you’re doing PART ONE you send your:
2. You can join my team here.
3. You can start your own team or join as an individual. The direct CFF address for the unleashed event is here.
writing goals to: email@example.com
Pages to read goal to: firstname.lastname@example.org
Any questions? email@example.com
Hey, listen, you can also go to my CFF page and just dump money into my account without joining any team thing. Be a backer! A supporter! Support CFF! (and be someone who helps me not look like a big ol' loozer.)
Here's the official CFF-generated email you'd get if I had your email address and could ruthlessly track you down:
Kate Rothwell is trying to make "CF" stand for "Cure Found!" Visit Kate's Unleash Your Story Home Page at http://www.cff.org/LWC/KateRothwell! NOTE: If link looks broken, cut and paste ENTIRE link into address bar. If you are presented with a "Find A Fund-raiser" page, enter Kate's first and last name and click on "Submit". Then click "View" in the results list to go to "Kate Rothwell's Unleash Your Story Home Page."
And don't forget. Good writer-y/reader-y/author-y prizes. If my team wins anything, I don't get to keep the prizes but YOU DO.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
And if you don’t want to bother keeping track of pages you WRITE, you can try it out with pages you READ. Readers and writers are encouraged to enter.
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Critique of query, synopsis and three chapters by editor Leah Hultenschmidt of Dorchester Publishing .
Critique of query, synopsis and three chapters by literary agent Holly Root of Waxman Literary Agency .
Critique of the first 25-30 pages (depending on the chapter break) and a 1-2 page synopsis and query letter by literary agent Jessica Faust of BookEnds, LLC. (Deadline one year.)
Critique of first three chapters by author/editor Debra Doggett (up to 60 pages).
Critique of first three chapters of your novel by Harlequin Blaze author Jillian Burns (up to 60 pages).
Book Cover Pin - Imagine your cover or dust jacket as a beautiful piece of jewelry. Diane Plumley is donating one custom made book cover pin. She will take the winner’s jpeg and turn it into a pin with charms to match your theme. Donated by Diane Plumley.
Nocturne Prize Package - Books included: Blood Calls (autographed) and Death Calls by Caridad Pineiro, Blood Secrets by Vivi Anna, Raintree Sanctuary (autographed) by Beverly Barton, Guardian’s Keep and Unbound (both autographed) by Lori Devoti, Damned (autographed) by Lisa Childs, and Raintree Inferno by Linda Howard. And an “Official Hellhound Lover” tote bag. Donated by Lori Devoti.
Zebra Debut Prize Package - Books included (all autographed): Love is All Around and Love is All You Need by Lori Devoti, Master of Desire by Jessica Trapp, Always Mine by Sophia Johnson, The Knight Before Christmas by Jackie Ivie, The Naked Marquis by Sally MacKenzie, What a Gentleman Wants by Caroline Linden, and Charming Jo by Laura Drewry. And an “Official Hellhound Lover” tote bag.
iPod 80 Gigabyte MP3 Player with Video [EL-116]
Mini DV Camcorder [EL-331]
5.0 Megapixel Canon Digital Camera [EL-360]
MPS Player (256 MB) [EL-370]
TEAM CF USB Flash Drive (256 MB) [EL-332]
TEAM CF Beach Tote Bag [EL-318]
Official TEAM CF T-shirt
Prizes will be delivered within six to eight weeks of ordering.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
That's annoyed me enough lately, so today I ripped apart a short thing and am now sewing it back together. I'm done dumping scenes, characters, changing plot, tossing out whole storylines and now I get to make up new ones. Big-time fun, seriously, because I know what I want to do.
Pretty soon it'll be time to be a parent again. Got to drag the boyz and my butt out of the house.
Monday, August 25, 2008
1. any mention of shadowy government agencies with initials (except when said government agencies look incompetent and bureaucratic. That's still kind of funny.)
2. gay side-kicks with great snark abilities. Apparently when you're gay, you can give better comeback lines. Of course if you're in one of those government or military agencies, you're closeted and all funny/tragically conflicted and whatnot. These days at least you gay types get secondary romance.
3. any mention of Bin Laden or Al Quida as bad guy. Make it fictional, dammit. Or Nazis maybe. Don't know why it bugs me so much. Maybe because it's escapist fiction junk and they don't fit EFJ profile.
...and this is the one that killed it for me:
4. people in danger dreaming about sex. Suz Brockmann doesn't need me as a reader so I don't feel bad. Because honestly I'm done. I thought this was an exaggeration. Turns out it's on target.** Those heroes in the shadowy government agency are so led around by their dicks no way they can concentrate on their jobs. There are bodies all around them, guns going off and they slide back to the time when they were sliding into the heroine? I don't think so. At least not the long, detailed sequences.
I'll still read anything with real characters or close enough. Crusie and what's his name's books are just on the edge of annoying, but they still work for me, if they're from the library. And of course Winfree is on my TBR pile.
** heh, I said "on target." seriously... I swear to drop-kick the next book with "he shook himself [or his head. sometimes it just takes a shake of the head] to drag his mind away from memories of her breasts so he could concentrate on the six dead bodies next to him, the ten guys with guns skulking ten feet away--not to mention the entire city held hostage by an islamofascist with a nukular suitcase bomb."
Sunday, August 24, 2008
me: I think the lyrics are "love grows where my Rosemary goes."
boy3: but that makes no sense. Rosemary can't go anywhere.
Hey, we don't know anyone with that name and we do have a big old rosemary plant on the deck.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Miladyinsanity has cursed me and I'm not going to ignore her--no way. I will follow the meme. Also I like these things.
5 MUST Read Books:
1. Due to serious self-indulgence at Barnes and Noble (I bought anything I wanted and read them all) I don't have any must reads at the moment. Any suggestions?
I have yet to buy the books by Samantha Winston and KG McAbee (McAbee's won that contest) but I'll get around it soon. Oh and maybe Tall Tales by Al Jafee and Stephen Colbert. And people seem to like The Lace Reader
5 Books on the Nightstand and electronic equivalent (laptop):
- Your Scandalous Ways by Loretta Chase
- Thunderstruck by Erik Larson
- The Warrior's Gift by Bonnie Dee (LT)
- The Used World by Haven Kimmel
- Bonk by Mary Roach
5 Look For These Soon:
- That Terry Pratchett kids' book that's coming out soon, I hope
- Doesn't Julia Quinn have a book out in September?
- Watchmen by Moore/Gibbons. Kid stole the 1 copy we own
- Dear American Airlines by Jonathan Miles (partially in honor of the CA Cousins. Also sounds like a good book)
- BRON'S BOOK! At last. But, dang it all, it's not listed in any American stores I can find. It better make it to this side of the ocean. Hachette's her publisher.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
My kid's convinced it's all an internet spoof. I wouldn't be surprised. Kind of disappointed, though.
People seem most offended by red light but I think the sniper one is ever more jaw-dropping. Jeepers. It's almost enough to make me want to go buy a Whopper to find out if it's true. Also featuring airport with a bdsm pickle strip-searching an onion ...and a couple of others I'm too lazy to link to. You can find them at the bottom of the links I provided. Halloween is pretty blood spattered.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
So, listen. I got an ebook coming out in October. It's pretty last minute but....what do I do about promo?
With dozens of titles coming out every week, the ebook world is flooded. So much of the promo I'm seeing looks sort of desperate or maybe there's some projection going on here.
--RT has a copy. They'll give it three stars. They always give Summer three stars. Kate gets 4.5 and RT Top Pick and Best First Historical and hugs and kisses. Summer gets three stars but good quotes.
--someone's updating/redoing Summer's page.
--ummm. Maybe I'll guest-blog at a couple of places?
--I think I'm getting one of those week of romance excerpt things because I won it in an auction. I should check on that now that Tara Green's moved on. I haven't gotten any for any books lately, so I hope they're still doing them.
Ah, this is such a far cry from my ambitions. Maybe I should buy a couple of banners places. Cat Brown at Romance Junkies does gorgeous banners. So does Laurie at Laurie likes books. If I had an idea that this book was amazing, I'd push it and spend more than my usual budget, but I never know about my own stuff. This probably isn't hot enough.
Any suggestions? This is an Ebook. For print, I have a whole lot of ideas. Mostly of these ideas are entirely useless for the ebookly world.
I love contests, but there are SO MANY.
I love sending around books for people to read, but the books get ignored because there are SO MANY.
I don't mind jumping on tables in bars and saying heeeeeyyyyyeeeee look at meeeee, but that doesn't seem to sell books. And when you do it in blogs, it might even lose readers.
I think I might do a contest but only because, dude, they're fun--not because they sell books. I don't think they do, actually.
The results of the new Pew Survey on News Consumption (taken every two years and released this afternoon) suggest that viewers of the “fake news” programs "The Daily Show"and "The Colbert Report" are more knowledgeable about current events (as judged by three test questions) than watchers of “real” cable news shows hosted by Lou Dobbs, Bill O’Reilly and Larry King, among others -- as well as average consumers of NBC, ABC, Fox News, CNN, C-SPAN and daily newspapers.Pundits Time to roll up your sleeves and tell us that the mainstream media is worthless. But what about overlap--the people who watch regular news and the Daily Show. No mention of that.
Okay, I have to go write the sex stuff.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
2. 58 bags of groceries through the food drive. That's pretty good.
3. Just as I celebrate the existence of the poptarts, the kid eats the last one.
4. We miss our friends and relations.
5. We spent $250 at Target today for college boy supplies. Shampoo! Phone! Toothpaste! Floss! STUFF.
6. You're not the only one. We're bored by this post too.
7. It's too windy for badminton. So we won't be running around just now.
Monday, August 18, 2008
Sunday, August 17, 2008
The part of writing I love best are peeps. Foibles and anecdotes that's what I'm adore--but I write fiction.
For politics? No, uh-uh, tired of that. I'm with that voter education ad that mocks people who vote for the candidate with the nice smile or the one who loves his wife or who pets kitty cats. I can't find that ad. But damn, this totally-unrelated-to-my-point Onion one is great! Mention swing states to seem smarter! Print out I Voted sticker!
Give me boring facts and no thanks to the bits of the guy totally unrelated to his job. I want know a guy's voting record and don't care about his relationship with his God. (Well, unless, of course, he worships at a shrine that kills all non-believers and requires a yearly sacrifice of babies.)
I read this article with deep feeeeeeling ranging from being pissed off at McCain to annoyance at the author. It contains information that's worth knowing. The author has watched and written about McCain for years. But a lot of it? Dude. It contains hearsay and, worse, her choice of words occasionally show the author's acrimony.
Bits like Cindy McCain looks like a Stepford Wife, give me the skeevies when I see them outside a blog. We all have to be sick of particular image for one thing. (and just because I happen to think it's accurate doesn't mean I think it's worth pointing out.) Hey, McCain might have been tired that night. That whole prescription drug crap with Cindy was horrendous, but just the facts are enough. No need to do more than show us the picture. Don't tell us what we're supposed to think of the details.
I can kind of see why the mainstream might think twice about Silverman's input. She really, really, really doesn't like McCain--and if she has an agenda, she doesn't do it any favors with bitter hostility. Some of her background info is damning enough without the added poison of personalities.
At least Silverman wrote it first person, making it clear it was almost as much about her, the reporter who'd followed McCain for years, as McCain himself. Maybe if I read it as a blog piece I wouldn't be annoyed. It's exactly what I expect from a blog, after all. All about the writer's response to ________ more than the actual ______ itself. Hey! Just like everything I've written in the last five minutes.
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Dell and I have never done well. We have a long history together. Really enough water under the bridge for me to have learned water is kinda wet... Or so you'd think
But see, at my kid's school they have this program with Dell and you get this discount. And you get some kinda on-campus service or something so I thought okay give them one more chance. Just one more. Different, sturdy model. It'll be okay this time! Thirty-third time's a charm, right?
So I bought the boy a Dell and, now, two months later. . .
Boy's on with technical support getting the address to send the sucker's hard-drive back. He treats it carefully, like a desk-top. Rarely taking it away from his desk-top in fact. No, they don't want to deal with him at his school, thanks anyway.
Stupid Flooking Dell.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
The first time I saw the cover I thought, hey, that woman looks just like Sara Gilbert! Which is fine with me, because I like SG's looks. Here's a recent Sara G. picture for comparison. See? Kinda?
Okay, now I'm less sure.
Once I get my better jpg version of the cover, I'll plaster it everywhere.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
With each passing hour of email hassle, my hatred of Outlook and the new poor excuse of Outlook Express expands. I loathe trying to work with Outlook more than I hate stepping on slugs with bare feet. (I'm the one with bare feet. The slugs, as you know, have no feet.).
I hate Outlook even more than when the slug goo gets between the toes. You know know how you scrub and scrub and never get that slippery slug-gly layer off? I hate trying to battle Outlook even more.
You get pleased community sorts at the end of it, and proud kids preening themselves on a job well-done--and it is well done, but also? Ridiculously, truly easy. I'm talking really, really simple.
I think I'll eventually post pictures of the drive over the years. In the meantime, our seven e.p. steps.
1. Compose flier. (hardest part, so get kids to do it.)
here is this year's:
In the summer, the local food pantry runs low on supplies.Every summer for 9 years
(give or take a year we kinda didn’t get around to it),
the people of Our Road—that means YOU--have helped the pantry during its toughest season. We’ll pick up donations SUNDAY, AUGUST 17, noon-ish.
Of course, you can always give more food than will fill this bag. We’ll take it all!
If you want us to pick up your donation any time/day this week other than Sunday, give us a call at .... and we’ll come right to your door. Remember, the food pantry wants non-perishable foods, and only unopened containers. They are also looking for toiletries and paper goods.The food pantry reports that this year they’re especially low on:
2. call pantry to finish the list of what they need. (no, wait. On second thought, if you can, get Jon to call. He's good at that.) and add to flier. Get little kids to draw pictures. They're cute.
3. Steal grocery bags from hoarder husband's secret stock in the basement.
4. Print buncha fliers and make the kids staple them to bags.
5. Have kids deliver the bags to everyone on block. or if you have older kids, do as much of the road as they can manage.
6. On date promised, pick up food. You drive. The kids walk and haul the food to the car. You can use a wagon for pick up if you want, but like I said, we're lazy. Make it a Sunday so neighbors are around but you don't have to drive around with sacks 'o' food for more than an couple of hours
7. Take food out of car to make kids pose for picture. then put food back in. (second hardest part)
8. Monday, deliver food.
And when the kids whine about not having anything to write about for their "What I Did Last Summer" essay, point out they can write about the time they stepped on the yellow jacket or about their very own food drive. Turns out to also good to list somewhere on their college applications.
Monday, August 11, 2008
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Obviously anyone who'd react with violence to a book is an asshat. That's the only Absolute Truth I get out of it. The rest of the controversy isn't easy. Is it worth the fight against censorship? Be Salman Rushdie? Publish and possibly perish?
The tension's wound even tighter these days. I don't know if "halting the publication of any book is letting the idiots win" should be the main focus now. No, I really don't know and I'm glad I don't have to.
Anyway. Go read that link above because the conversation is interesting.
Note to anyone who might be emailing me. It's not working. I can't get outlook to pay any attention to me. I guess it got scared by the hundreds of messages and refuses to come out of hiding. gmail is all I'll use. All of my computing is going wonky and it's taking minutes and minutes to get this written/posted instead of seconds.
Note to the dog: I'm sorry. I won't leave you again. We missed you too. Boy1 called and left a message. Hope you heard it..
Friday, August 01, 2008
I have to post a blog article somewhere else--another place that doesn't get comments. Great. This writing notes to "no one who may be concerned" is a downer after a while. (No, I know it's not your job to entertain me. I don't blame YOU of course.)
The bat is still hanging upside-down in a kid's room. Bats don't bother me, usually. But L's family down the street is currently getting the series of shots. The bat that got in their house last week had rabies. It's bad enough to have to get punctured over and over, turns out you have to go to the emergency room to get the shots on days 1, 3, 14, 28 ER...There're a few days of your life sucked into the void, waiting.
Okay, enough rambling. I'm off. I'll be back.
Before I go, I have to post something over at passionate prose. Eventually.** First I think I'll go get the broom and see if I can do some bat herding. Heh. I was the one who coaxed him into the room last night. All the men I live with were too scared and hid behind closed doors, including my husband.
**Okay, done. it's this year's RWA scandal as interpreted by someone who's not there and isn't getting reports of the event.