Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Too cool for school

A fantastic reminder of how the little things you say and do can make an impact.

No, I'm not published, no, I don't have an agent, and in fact, I'm still a Noobie. And I do have a jerkface side I let loose at times. (usually in the privacy of my own blog, or to my Big Guy or my Ipals, who I like to think know me well enough to understand I'm just making it funny for me.)

But its a great reminder for me, before the launch of RWA conference, that being NICE makes an impact, no matter who you are or where you go, people remember NICE. I can do nice. Really I can. I can shmooze and smarm with the best of them.
I can also do snarky and jerkface

Editorialass.blogspot.com - too cool for school.

Monday, July 13, 2009

Pre-Conference jitters?

Not yet. RWA Nationals here I come!

Today's list of things to do:

Pack.

Actually, that's about it. Okay - I do need to stop for my pedi too. Other than that, I'm all set.

I went through the Conference seminar schedule and highlighted all the sessions that interested me, and printed out their handouts already. I know from conference experience that I need to be flexible, sometimes the way its described isn't how the session turns out, and it's okay to leave. (Discreetly of course. But you're paying good money, and if you aren't learning what you wanted to, try another session.)

Also - sometimes if you're deep in conversation with someone interesting, you can learn just as much as the sessions, and that's as important to me as the seminars. Making some good connections, meeting some friends and hopefully editors and agents who'd like to work with me.

So.. there ya go! We'll see how many shoesies I end up taking with me after all. Posting will be sporadic for the next week, sorry Old Chap. I'll try to keep you updated!

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Cornstock 2009

What a lovely weekend. The weather was perfect on Saturday, sunny and breezy, and cool enough in the evening to keep the bugs away and wear jeans with a sweatshirt.

My legs and ankles are eaten up from bugs Friday night. My shoulders are sunburned, all my low cut shirts and dresses for RWA will expose my tan lines on my chest, and it really doesn't matter.

Sitting around the campfire with friends who feel like family, laughing so hard you can't even catch your breath, sliding into your tent with great music echoing around your head. Yes, Old Chap, it was a lovely weekend.

I don't have any photos to share, I didn't even take any I was having too much fun!

Saturday, July 11, 2009

A warning!

Be careful who you hang out with!

Friday, July 10, 2009

Weekend plans

Another hectic weekend is upon us, The Big Guy and I are off to a camping music festival with a good pile of our old friends. Hanging out with friends we see once a year, and it feels like coming home when we have a chance to sit around the campfire and relax.

It should be a nice melding of old friends and new ones.
Than once I get back on Sunday, do a few loads of laundry, and start packing for RWA.

I'm not looking forward to all the e-mails and blog pre-prep I'll have to quick catch up on.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Its Alive!!

My to do list is slowly pulsing, cross of one thing, two more are added. Cross off two things, add one.

That's okay, at least I'm not just standing here, wringing my hands nervously.
And here's a little bit of goofy coincidence for you, last night I was ready to print my stuff, mail it out today (Wednesday.) This is a rather big moment in a young writers life. When she says "I have done my best, now its time to put it out there."
And my printer was OUT OF INK. It was 9:30, so all the office supply stores were closed, and I was already in my jammies, with 2 glasses of wine down the hatch. So... I get it universe, You don't have to beat me over the head. I'll wait a day, re-read everything again, buzz it by my Critique Partner (thank you Dah-link!) and try again tonight with fresh ink.

I started a new book the other day when I got my lid did (check that off my list, thank you very much!), and it's a great read.

The last book I read was good, but it was a heavier novel within the Blaze line. It involved someSpecial Ops type army guys, and to be honest? I like my books light hearted and fun. I like to read about glamorous people, doing fun jobs, wearing fancy shoes and purses, having hot monkey love in wild places (an Incubus concert was the last love scene I read. Standing up, under a blanket.)
Or fighting their way up from the trenches. I like wacky hijinks, and funny situations, and Oh Mah Lawd, how are they going to get out of this?
I don't like military stuff, it seems to involve alot of seriously wounded (both physically and mentally) people, and that's not really all that amusing for me to read.

Also - the last book was a part of a series, and there were a lot of characters coming in and out that I didn't know, nor did I particularly care about. To the point that, I couldn't keep the main hero's name strait.

Anyway - that's what I've been up to. More of the same tonight. Hopefully squeak in week two of the thirty day shred.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

A Few Thoughts-

How is it a pair of 4" heels can be worlds more comfortable to me then a pair of flats?
Poor Big Guy, forever cursed with a wife who loves the Big Girl shoes, and will tower over him. He's a scant inch taller then me in bare feet.
Luckily, he likes the view. (he he hee.)

How is it I can take critiques from writing partners all over the world without nary a twinge of irritation. (okay, maybe a little twinge now and then.) But as soon as a Donut Factory person critiques my call, I flip out on her?
Is it the face to face?
Is it the fact that I don't think she knows how to do my job enough to critique me?
Is it because I felt like it was a big fat waste of my time? Probably. Sorry sister, my job is to help donut customers, not make you feel important. As a public apology on the blog that no Donut people read, I am actually taking into consideration some of your suggestions.

To the Woman walking down the highway with a four pack of TP in her hand, from the closest gas station to what I have to assume is her house - That is true determination, and good luck to you.

Why is Pandora Radio running a lot of adds for Canada lately? Has anyone else noticed this? Or rather, not ads, just alerts that if (IF) we go to Canada, we do need a passport now. uh, Thanks?