kate rothwell

If snark isn't your bag, check out this amazing video Michelle Pillow made for the book. Oooo. Those bodies! OOOoooo She sent me the html but it seemed to hate my blog, so sorry, link only.

Kylie inspired me, so she gets the first entry to this FABULOUS CONTEST I love the cover but I love snark just as much. Tell me what those people on that cover are saying (with no reflection of actual content of book) The best entrant wins his or her own copy of this great Ellora's Cave/Pocket anthology! an example : " listen, you keep those spike heels outta my groin, honey, and I won't dislocate your kneecap with my super-strong fingers." Kylie's entry: " You know,... a dab of clear polish will stop that run, baby." Contest ends ummmmmmm Tuesday, January 9th, which I think is the official release day of the book (it's already available). You have to be 18 or older to enter. Enter in the comments below! UPDATE: no limit to the number of entries per person. Since I don't have a warning on this site, better make it PG13. Heh. So far I think we're safe. . . some are mighty hot but safe! UPDATE TWO: I'm getting some great hot, not-reall...

Oh boy! I just got a notice from Amazon -- Taming Him is shipping. (I wonder if we'll get any author copies?) No way the cover fits "Perfection," the story I wrote. I can't wait to read Kimberly Dean and Michelle Pillow's stories to see which story it illustrates. lissen, you keep those spike heels outta my groin, honey, and I won't dislocate your kneecap with my super-strong fingers. Hey, I love the cover. It's entirely unapologetic.

this is post 666! mwhahahaha. Appropriate number because the adults in this house caved to the dark side this year. After years of resistance, we surrendered. . . We bought a gaming console--a Wii for the offspring. (yo, I've only played that one game.) Boy two, on my left, tallest offspring points out that boy one (on far right) only looks taller because he's standing on one of those mini-trampoline things. To continue our tour of this photo, if you look at the tree, you'll see the duct tape of decor (grey circle) and the 1983 bagel. I'm wearing my father's Christmas vest. He got it from a friend and hated it and gave it to me. Or I stole it? I can't remember. It's the cheesiest, happiest vest ever with real shiny pearly things sewn onto it for snow flakes. Also for the first time in recorded history, the boys and I made a gingerbread house that did not fall down. I get kits and the goddamn houses never stand up for more than a few seconds. This Trader Jo...

Listen, you might want to skip this one. It's dull, but I promised Margaret I'd get the details down--she's one of the rare people in the world who likes to read about dreams. But this dream was one of those gifts (from the subconscious, I suppose?) of existence. Won't translate into the real world as so why bother trying? Because it's always good to recall the fact that these are part of one's life. Actually my favorite life's gift wasn't a dream; it was a moment when I was about 13 years old. Spring in Washington, DC which is a blessing in itself. No city I know does spring better. Anyway, I sat by an open window and a dog barked and a bird's wings rustled and a phone rang --okay, okay, things liked this happened, I can't remember exactly what they were--and for a moment or maybe even several moments, I was part of the whole thing, a piece of the whole, the whole was a piece of me. I read the same thing in that damn Herman Hesse book a few year...

Bronwyn said congrats to Summer for being nominated for a CAPA and I said, "silly Bron, I wasn't nominated." I knew I hadn't been nominated because I checked the list a couple of times. I did see a lot of friends who had been: Alexis Fleming, Sandy Blair, Laura Hamby, Bobbie Cole, Shannon Stacey, Arianna Hart (twice) and other people I bet I missed. Apparently the brain fog is dense** because there's a Summer Book after all, Invisible Touch . Ha! Congratulations to me and everyone else, too. _________________ ** although in my own defense, it is a long list!

Boy3 and I are lying around in bed watching our cartoons and thank goodness Dexter is coming on because we've seen two treacly and absolutely Bizarre Christmas cartoon short movies in a row. These shows are kind of like the two singing Christmas trees my good friend L has given me (and I've lent back to her). They were designed by space aliens who've been exposed to years of Christmas from afar and think they know the props and characters but not really. And omigod, these shows that feature dogs and bad guys and elves are musicals, too. No, I'm sorry. Mr. Magoo as Scrooge is totally wierd. Back to Dexter vs. Santa Claus. And yes, it is even farther removed. It's written by space aliens who only watched the space aliens' productions. But that's what we like about Dexter. He's shaving Santa! And there's Dad! And we learned that Christmas is all about The Presents. Now that's a space alien production that works. And now Jimmy Neutron is saving Chris...