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Rant Alert On Account of I’m Crabby

Saturday, November 27th, 2010

Huh. I thought I lost this ranty, crabby post. But there it was in drafts, and now here it is for you to read. Note: I was feverish when I wrote this.

A couple of days before Thanksgiving, my son mentioned that he wasn’t feeling well. The day before Thanksgiving, he definitely wasn’t feeling well. Poor kid. I was extremely tired Wednesday which should have been a tip off. Then Thursday, I was even more tired. Yes, the bug hit me, too. So I’m not feeling too well. And that makes me crabby. Here’s some things that get me peeved.

1. Just because YOU don’t like modern technology doesn’t make the technology bad. When you write an email in which you admit you know nothing about a technology related subject and then proceed to defend your know-nothing position, you aren’t actually making a case against the technology. You’re proving that you are ignorant and there is no reason anyone should listen to your opinion.

2. If you are a writer, for crying out loud, don’t you think you might spend some time learning how to write? You know, with sentences that make sense and words that are used correctly and spelled correctly?

3. I am officially sick (besides literally) of male writers who build worlds in which the female characters are there to die, divorce, or for their protagonist to have sex with and then dump. Have I mentioned that before? Well, I mean it.

That’s just the stuff from today when I wasn’t falling asleep from feeling crappy and ill.

Random Stuff that Frosts me.

1. Meljean Brook is ALWAYS funnier than I am. And I am starting to hate that. Like this post about Thanksgiving pies. Well, you know what? Wednesday night, I made two pumpkin pies AND a coconut cream pie FROM SCRATCH. I even used fresh pumpkin that I baked myself. Do you know how long it takes to cook and puree a pumpkin? Do you know how hard it is to make a good pie crust — which I also made myself, by the way. I also made fresh ORGANIC whipped cream to which I added a touch of vanilla, I’ll have you know. Coconut cream pie requires a custard and the making of custard is fraught with pitfalls and difficulties and everything could have gone completely wrong. Only it didn’t. It also requires a meringue and eggs whites are notoriously prone to failure. But my meringue came out fantastic and the coconut I sprinkled on top toasted up just right. The coconut cream pie was really, really good.

There is nothing even remotely funny about making pies from scratch that come out delicious. And I read Meljean’s post and thought, wow, so easy, and I bet it came out good, too. And funny. My pies are not funny.


Contest, Food and some other stuff

Sunday, November 29th, 2009

Elizabeth Hoyt is having a contest. You could win three of my books. (Indiscreet, Scandal and My Forbidden Desire) Enter here.

In other news, I made pumpkin pie for Thanksgiving and have since been baking lots of pumpkin stuff because I bought a big pumpkin and had LOTS of pumpkin left over. The pumpkin muffins have been consumed. Yummy. I made pumpkin soup last night that was amazing. That disappeared before it had time to cool. Today I made a pumpkin bread with cranberries and boy, it’s really, really good. I’ll probably make 1-2 more pumpkin-y things.

I’ve now been twice to see the movie The Blind Side. What a great movie! Go see it.

I’m in the middle of reading Diana Holquist’s Hungry For More. It’s really cute and I’m in awe of how accurate the chef details seem to be. From what I’ve read (I went on a Ruth Reichel binge a while back plus read a long New Yorker article about chefs) she seems to have nailed the details. And even if she didn’t, she’s making me believe she did.

This afternoon, I met some friends and had European Sipping Chocolate and talked about books. What a lovely day.

Currently, I am in denial about Monday and how much I’ve eaten. Please support me in this effort.

Thank you.


Quick Catch Up on The Blogging Silence

Thursday, April 9th, 2009

My editor sent on the Revisions for Indiscreet and I am in the middle of them now, head down, fixing as fast as I can. Oh, and I injured my hand and for three days was in an exquisite amount of pain and having a lot of trouble just typing…

It’s been ugly folks.

In fun news, don’t forget to leave your comment in the post below so you can maybe win a free book! See post for details. You have until 4/10/2009. Go. Enter.

In other fun news, since my birthday is this month, I am going to cook up some fun stuff for us to do to celebrate my big day. Stay tuned. Fun stuff!!!

Speaking of cooking, my son has to make aioli for his French class. We followed the Joy of Cooking recipe yesterday and didn’t even get defeated mayonnaise which, apparently, is what happens to losers who can’t make aoili. We got soup.

It was a really really embarrassing cooking failure. Today we tried again. I took the liberty of stopping at Trader Joe’s on the way home to buy aioli (mustard) as the Death Star Aioli Back up Plan. It’s what Darth Vader would have done. Right? Cause he was like evil and stuff.

Soccer Boy and I agreed failure was not an option, as passing off Trader Joe’s Aoili mustard as something home made was… well…. cheating. But still. I just couldn’t see facing the humiliation of sending him to French class with a mason jar of failed aioli soup.

We started off correcting the known mistakes from yesterday. I had good olive oil, brand new. We need a freaking pair of pliers to get the damn olive oil open! Then I started freaking and made my son look up tips for fixing failed aioli on his iPhone which led us to a couple of recipes that contained better instructions than Joy of Cooking and well…


The aioli came out fantastique!

I am so proud.

Off to revise.


Update with Zombies

Sunday, November 23rd, 2008

Just a quick update. The Next Historical is going along. I’ve reached a part where I need to do some fixes of chronology and/or geography or risk a ripping massive hole in the time-space continuum. I’m not quite sure what to do, but suspect a very simple solution is out there, just out of reach and if I push too hard, it will blow up. But if I don’t push hard enough, well, there goes the universe! You see my dilemma.

If you-all were on Twitter you’d already know about the Regency Zombies storming Almack’s and having tea.

No. I am NOT procrastinating. I think I need to make cinnamon rolls today. Back to saving the world!

Oh. I think I thought of the solution. And the crowd goes wild!! Yes, it was simple. I’m still going to make cinnamon rolls though.


Honey Dijon

Saturday, June 21st, 2008

All righty. My ‘speriment worked. Some of you may know that I loooove to take photos, especially of flowers. I have a Flickr account and I post my photos there pretty often. They have a nifty feature where I can post a photo from Flickr to my blog, and hey! It worked! This rose is called Honey Dijon, and it’s the most amazing color ever.

It’s been so hot here lately that the roses are getting scorched. Sad, sad, sad. I’ll have to go out tomorrow with the clippers and prune the dead or fried ones.

In other news, I have been E.X.H.A.U.S.T.E.D. lately. Seriously exhausted. I missed the gym everyday except Monday because I needed that extra hour of sleep. Therefore, this morning I did Driveway Torture because I hate feeling like I’m turning into a slug. A big fat slug. I did OK and feel much better for having gotten some exercise. Even though it was too hot at 8:00am.

The writing is going pretty well, I think. Things are moving along and complexifying. I’m seeing my hero and heroine a little better every time.

In other, other news, today is my son’s birthday party with his buddies. He’ll be 13 on the 24th. He wanted me to make cinnamon rolls, blueberry muffins and cookies. I made the cinnamon rolls and the boys pretty much gorged. They’re filling and rich and sooo sugary buttery good. Better than birthday cake, if you ask me. When they’re this age, you hardly have to supervise at all. My job was mostly to pass out food and drinks and point them to the bathroom. Not like when he was five. Then it’s a whirlwind of never stopping action intervention hey don’t do that! Come have cake until it’s over and you’re glad this only happens once a year. Back then it was send them outside with squirt guns and water balloons which was pretty fun. But this is good, too.

OK, back to work.


Today, my life is just about perfect

Sunday, October 7th, 2007

Last night I took my son, the Darling Child, to a French restaurant. He has to write a review for his French class. He did try escargot. He had a soccer game in the morning and then went over to a friend’s house and jumped on a trampoline for 4 hours. And when I picked him up, we got a ride in a Porche. I want one.

Anyway, at the restaurant he was actually fading fast by the time we were having dessert. Today’s soccer game isn’t until 4:00 pm which means we both got to sleep in this morning. Yay! I didn’t even open my eyes until 9:00 am.

When he got up he made me crepes, also a project for his French class. They were very good. Yummy. With only a few reminders, he even cleaned up afterward. Then he started on his science project. He’s making a model of a cell. He’s using clay and we ended up wrapping the clay in a paper bag and running over it with the car a couple of times to get it nice and flat. Which was just funny. Now it’s out drying in the sun and he’s working on his French reports. We went outside to check on the model, and in the sun, the temperature was perfect. Not too hot, perfectly warm after the slightly chilly inside. He threw the frisbee for the dog. In between all that, I’ve been able to get some writing done.

So here’s the thing. I’ve had a wonderful morning. Perfect. Having children is a lot of work and sometimes it’s just frustrating or even scary. But days like today make life perfect. Because in return for all the hard times and days when you want to put them in the closet or trade them in for a Porche you get days like this.

Scandal is still going well. I’m in edit mode. After I go shopping, and probably after the DC’s soccer game, I think I’m going to work on smoothing out the ending. Right now, the parts where my hero and heroine are coming to terms with their sexual compatibility is fragmented and needs to be brought in line with everything else.


Another Saturday Night

Saturday, January 27th, 2007

My son woke up with a fever this morning, which meant we stayed home and kept a low profile. I made an Angel Food cake, and since you have to do something with all the left over egg yolks, I make a yellow cake, too. Both came out great. I bled my synopsis today. Slow agonizing progress, but progress nonetheless. I finished all my RITA books. Fun reading. What else? Nothing. Today was boring. But the synopsis is almost done and in a bit I’m going to print out my first 3 chapters (if I can get the cat off the printer) and see where things stand. Crap? Not crap? I’ll find out. Could be I’ll cry myself to sleep tonight. Or not.