Phew. I used up more energy than I had readily available today. We walked down into Cobh, and on the way went by one of the restaurants which had its lunch menu out and something on it cost €15.95. I said, “For that price you might as well go into Cork and have a burger at Brown Thomas.” Then we got to the post office (which was our goal) and the line was a mile long, and it was absolutely gorgeous out, so we said, “Huh. Want to go into…
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it’s a writer’s life for me!
posted about her very funny writer’s nightmare: Last night I woke abruptly from a dream in which I was reading the revision letter for the manuscript I’d sent in earlier this month. In the letter, my editor gently pointed out that I’d inserted a huge chunk of fanfic in the middle of the book, and I should be prepared to cut that section. She didn’t think that we could get licensing rights for that property–particularly since I’d killed off one of their main characters. I called my editor to discuss…
who, me, wasting time?
1. Height? 5’8″. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. 2. Have you ever smoked heroin? Good God. No. 3. Do you own a gun? No. 4. Who would you let eat crackers in your bed? Well, thinking back on people I’ve said that about, apparently there are quite a few of them. On the other hand, now that I’m actually thinking about the phrase and the results, ew. 5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments? No. 6. What do you think of hot dogs? Mostly I think…
how do you feel…
Years ago, maybe in Shape magazine, I read an article about a woman in LA who happened to go to the same gym as Jamie Lee Curtis. This gym had a track of its own, and one day JLC went running by this woman without acknowledging her, and the woman had a high school flashback, like JLC was one of the popular cheerleaders who’d never had the time of day for anybody who wasn’t as gorgeous as she was, and it really pissed the woman off, so she went and…
ghost of fish chowders past
i had big plans for today. i was gonna get up and swim, then come home and write, and maybe go for a walk this afternoon. instead, at 2 or so in the morning, the Ghost of Fish Chowders Past came to visit, and the next several hours were something of a pyrotechnic nightmare. at least, i think it was the GoFCP; it’s about the only thing in the last couple days i’ve eaten that ted hasn’t, and it may’ve had scallops or something in it. it was Very Fishy…