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But honest to pete, you really should watch it, or at least read it...Keith Olbermann's response to Rumsfeld.

Bettie Does a Fine SBD Post

Yeah, what she said. . . . I'm not saying I haven't savored a few books with tall dark and tormented heroes in my day, but there is such a thing as taking it too far. Some of these black-leather wearing, Harley-riding, long-haired, emotional cripples sound just like the guys I see milling around outside the local leather bar at 2 a.m. Whatever those hardbodied, leather-clad wanderers are looking for, I can guarantee it ain't a petite, feisty blonde heroine with aquamarine eyes. See what I mean about camp? (And the one comment** by Kimber too: There ought to be a moratorium on heroes named (or nicknamed) Devil, Demon, Damien, Lucien, Lucifer, Luc, Lion, Lyon, Hawk, Raven, Rayne, or Wulf. These used to be what the hero's HORSE was called. ) ______ **I wish I could erase my lameness. Hey, I can. That's good. It'll make me look mysterious instead of "ooo! me too! yah! [whine about rejections!]"

Last Week's Scuffle, Point/Counterpoint

The last word in the Forbes magazine career woman bushwa, brought to you by Blonde Sense : Point: Don't Marry Career Women Counterpoint: Don't Marry An Asshole. By Michael Noer, Forbes Magazine: not reprinted here with permission. How do women, careers and marriage mix? Not well, say social scientists. By Jaye Ramsey Sutter, J.D. BlondeSense How do women, careers, and helpless men mix? Not well, says this little black duck. Guys: A word of advice. Marry pretty women or ugly ones. Short ones or tall ones. Blondes or brunettes. Just, whatever you do, don't marry a woman with a career. Gals: A word of advice. Marry handsome men or ugly ones. Short ones or tall ones. Blonds or brunettes. Just, whatever you do, don't marry a man with no sense of shared responsibilities. Why? Because if many social scientists are to be believed, you run a higher risk of having a rocky marriage. While everyone knows that marriage can be stressful, recent studies have found professional women a...

It Never Ends

After my first book came out, my brother sent me a list of things I'd gotten wrong. Anachronisms, he said. I tossed his list without reading it.** The damn book was out. Printed. Done. If he'd sent the list earlier I would have feverishly pored over it and looked up each of his claims. But the book was finished and I could only tut tut sorrowfully and send him a surprised thank you note.*** The book was out of my hands and I couldn't do anything about the mistakes I might have made. The other day I bought an ebook. I immediately saw a typo and, because I know the editor, I sent her a heads up. Shall I tell you about other mistakes? I asked her. The fool said sure. Four long emails later--one of which contradicted one of my earlier assertions about a particular detail--and even I'd had enough of me. But that isn't the main point. I don't know if she'll use any of the notes I sent her but frankly the thought that she might tell the writer to change these thin...

Hell in a handbasket, take five

Unbelievable. U.S. Citizens kept out of their country. Keep in mind they have not been charged with any crime. They just want to have a lawyer present during the second interview the FBI is demanding. As Glenn Greenwald says: . . . what possible authority exists for the Bush administration -- unilaterally, with no judicial authorization, and no charges being brought -- to bar U.S. citizens from entering their own country? And what kind of American would favor vesting in the Federal Government the power to start prohibiting other American citizens from entering the U.S. even though they have been charged with no crime and no court has authorized their exclusion?

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Mind you I haven't read the book but that's okay with me. It looks good, I like the prizes, and the viral blogging is an intriguing idea. I hope it works for Singh I am participating in a blogging experiment hosted at dearauthor.com . To enter the contest, put up this blurb, image, and trackback and you are entered to win the following prize package. $200 Amazon gift certificate Signed copy of Slave to Sensation New Zealand goodies chosen by Singh ARC of Christine Feehan's October 31 release: Conspiracy Game You can read about the experiment here and you can download the code that you need to participate here . SLAVE TO SENSATION Nalini Singh Berkley / September 2006 Welcome to a future where emotion is a crime and powers of the mind clash brutally against those of the heart. Sascha Duncan is one of the Psy, a psychic race that has cut off its emotions in an effort to prevent murderous insanity. Those who feel are punished by having their brains wiped clean, their persona...

SBD blahs and rambling

I was going to write about To Say Nothing Of the Dog , but I'm not in the mood. I think I'll point out Doug's cool contest instead. It'll give you something to aim for. Condoms or books. Good times. But really, the book is a treat and I don't know why I hadn't read it before. It's Wenlock, Wodehouse, Wilde and Prachett cleverness. And the story is fun too. The dogs** and boy 3 and I are huddled in bed. Another chilly rainy day? Another ? And school starts on THURSDAY? We're mourning the end of summer by watching cartoons. Soon we will get up and get more coffee (me) and eat a chocolate chip cookie (him). This erotic thesaurus I'm flipping through****--still doing research for the class--claims that the word "cock" for male bits was only used from the 17th century on. Hmmm. Paula points out: "Shakespeare refers to a 'combless cock' in Taming the Shrew. I always figured he was going for the double meaning." Who's right...