Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Dear Carolyn,

Well, I'm looking forward to seeing our Kindle account. I don't think I'll ever need to buy another book as long as I live, thanks to you.

I had lunch today with Clark and we discussed your upcoming release of Lady Bea and the unfortunate need to publicize. I also told him about that recent author meltdown with all the fun loving drama on blogs and Twitter and now Amazon.

Oh Carol, do you know where this is going?

Clark has volunteered to be your nemesis. Wasn't that sweet of him? He'll start a blog and do some reviews that nobody will read and then he'll review Bea and give it three stars. You can go over there and f-bomb him a few times and you'll be famous.

We also decided to make it more amusing for the masses: the fight needs to go to Twitter also. We're planning our insults already. Well, yours can consist of fuck you and a few those who can't write: review.

The best thing about this is the hundreds of people who will show up and say that they'll never buy your book because of your behaviour. You can respond that you don't want or need some plebian minds reading your book anyway.

So what do you think? Clark is sharpening his pencil as we speak and coming up with headlines. My favorite so far? The Seduction of Lady B was a Definate C. And you know what you say? Fuck you.

Isn't being a writer fun?

Dear Lori

I've decided to buy the Magic books by Ilona Andrews in e-form. I don't know if PB books are put together more cheaply these days, but my copy of Magic Bleeds is already falling apart, which is a bummer because so far, that is THE book in the series.

You might think that excessive rereading is to blame. You would be wrong. I don't know the correct terminology, but the first 'split' happened during the initial read, and I'm not one who bends her books backwards. A second 'split' appeared during the second read. I wonder if they used bad glue?

Anyway, that's the book where Kate and Curran finally get straightened out regarding their relationship. I'm sure it will have many more reads *grin* and so I'm making sure I'll have a book to read! I'm not in a hurry to buy, but just giving you a heads up.

In other news - had more proof today I'm a genuine Old Fart. Took the morning off to go to the dentist (and they count it as vacation time or sick time, your choice) and discovered my appointment wasn't today. Senility has set in.

Shit. I'm off to read Magic Bleeds again.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Dear Lori

What's the old saying - you can always count on death and taxes? Yeah.

I've been gathering the gloom and doom to take to the accountant. OMG, half our income seems to go on truck repairs and the other half on fuel. No wonder I never go anywhere, lol.

I've been taking breaks and toodling around the internet.

Did you know Barbara Hambly's entire backlist has been bought and will be available the end of this month on Amazon and BN? Unfortunately, the prices are the same as if it were a new release, $7.99, but she's one of those authors worth that amount IMO and I've pre-ordered The Ladies of Madrigyn. I'm so glad we kept the link on the sidebar; I've been keeping track of this and it's finally happening. :-)

The way I figure, I can handle one or two Hamblies a month and I am one happy camper. *grin*

Tomorrow I have to renew my drivers license. I'd rather be shot than take another horrible, ugly, disgusting picture! But it's the law, and I'm nothing if not law abiding, but this is a true test of willpower and strength. Blech!

Hope you got home okay. Oh - did I mention I now have a bookcover?? Heh. Well, I do. :-D

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Dear Carolyn,

I'm getting ready to go visit my sister for the weekend which has to be the worst timing ever since my new book releases Monday and I have things to do.

But...

I'm looking forward to the drive. If I know my daughter, chances are she'll doze in the car and I'll have quiet time during a three hour drive. Quiet time to let my mind wander and ponder and then before I know it, I'll have scenes and conversations rooting in my head and a book to be written.

I was remembering how the most productive time of writing used to be when I had a long commute so I had all that quiet time. Its the readying of the field for planting. I can't write if my mind has no time to wander.

I remember a long time ago I was walking downtown to a bus stop and everything that caught my eye I'd figure out how to make a story from it. A couple talking, a lamp post with crumpled paper at its base, a store front.

I feel like my life has changed and I don't have those quiet moments anymore. I'm always rushing. There's something to do, somewhere to go. And if I'm not moving then I'm worrying about bills and chores and work. There's no time to sit and let the world go away.

I miss the quiet in my own mind, Carolyn.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Dear Lori

Guess what?

Go on - guess!

Oh, alright, I'll tell you then. It's here. I now have my own bookcover. *grin*

Monday, March 21, 2011

Dear Carolyn,

I'm gonna say it again: I'm tired of sex!

I'm reading The Wallflower series by Lisa Kleypas and enjoying it greatly. She's a good writer and I must admit that she has me laughing out loud many times. I love when an author makes me laugh out loud.

But... (and this but is almost as big as my butt), I don't read about a fourth of the book. Because you see the H/h have their romance and their sparring and it's good stuff. Oh my, it's really good stuff. But then they fuck. Or they make the beast with the two backs. Make sweet love till the morning comes. They do it. The train goes through the tunnel. They do the dirty. Ride the hump train. Get sweaty. Boogie till dawn. Get down. Bump uglies. Rut like animals. Bump like bunnies. Hump like hippos.

You know. They have the dreaded sex.

Oh Miss Kleypas, I love you. I adore you. I implore you to please please please stop writing so damned much sex.

Once they do it they have to do it again and again. You know, like we did in our thirties when we hit our sexual prime and became those women our mother's warned us about and our father's suggested our brother's find. We was dirty. We was hot. We was all about the sex.

Unfortunately that's where Miss Kleypas' books go also.

So there I am reading this amazing book, laughing out loud in McDonald's while the kids played and I stole their french fries and read on my Kindle and life was amazing and then the characters had sex. And they had sex again. They had sex over and over and over again and each time was described and well frankly, I got bored.

It's especially tiring when reading a series in order, as I'm doing with the Wallflower books. Four books and in each one at some point I start skimming through multiple sex scenes to get to the good stuff. (The good stuff = story.)

I figure by the time I'm done with Book 4, I'll have read the equivalent of three books and skimmed one entire book worth of writing as I avoid all the sex.

I love you, Lisa Kleypas. But can't you keep your character's pants on?

Lori

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Dear Lori

Have I ever told you how I hate the time change? Oh, surely I must have, I mean it happens twice a year and by the time I adjust to one, it's time for another.

I don't know why they affect me so adversely; it's only a damn hour, but it seems to be a significant one, at least for me. I'm draggin' ass, girl, draggin' ass. Can't sleep when I'm supposed to and can't stay awake ditto. You know what that leads to - mushy brain syndrome! Aaaack!

In short, the time change sucks. Just thought I'd make my stance on that clear, lol.

In other news: I was thinking earlier about books that had impressed me enough that I remembered them. Heh. Always a chancy thing, my memory. To my surprise, there were several. Of course, they stuck in my memory for different reasons, but still - what an accomplishment huh?

The very first one, the first 'adult' book I ever read - and in HC too! - was Little Women. I can't tell you how many times I read that book and I always cried when Beth died and I always went 'yes!' when Jo finally got together with Mr. Bauer. *sigh*

I don't remember which I read first, Forever Amber or Gone with the Wind, but oh my lord! What a pair of heroines! And yet each writer managed to make me feel empathy at times with the heroines. They weren't 'good' girls, but I understood them. No HEA in these books, especially poor Amber, who got what she deserved, but had to travel thousands of miles to get her (presumed) comeuppence.

And of course, there was To Kill a Mockingbird, the best of them all. I fell in love with Atticus Finch. He's a template for the perfect hero, IMO. The book packed quite a punch, because in my little corner of Canada and at my tender age, I was completely unaware of the injustices done by humans to their fellow humans, deliberately, with eyes wide open and hearts tightly closed.

I read Lord of the Rings, but frankly I think he could have used a romance editor, lol. I never could re-read those books.

There have been other books and series I've enjoyed, but none made the impact those four did. The Dragons of Pern, The Deeds of Paksenarrian, Hawaii, and more too numerous to list. Romance-wise, Flowers from the Storm, Lord Ian and Lord of Scoundrels rocked my world because these alpha heros were terribly flawed and some of them didn't recover completely but they still fought for their HEA.

I used to be an eclectic reader; now I have to have that HEA, so that limits me a bit. Still, I have no problems reading first person, I hear a lot of folks won't touch it. All I can say to that is they're missing some good reads - the Magic series by Ilona Andrews comes to mind first. LOVE that series!

It's 8:00 pm here and already I'm ready for bed, can hardly keep my eyes open, so this Old Fart is signing out. As Scarlett would say, tomorrow is another day.

Love

Carolyn