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Drivel
Hey, GG blog readers. I’m experiencing a rare flare-up of the ms and it’s got me feeling kinda blehhhh. So, in the interest of keeping all whining to a minimum, I figured I’d cheat on blog duty this week and just give a few mindless bullet points.
*“There’s never enough hours in the day.” I remember hearing that expression when I was a kid—mostly from the grown-ups in my life—and discounting it as adult gibberish. Boy was I dumb. While I manage to stay up on things, I never feel as if there’s time to get ahead. Just about the time I get my freelance assignments, teaching stuff, kids’ activities, and other assorted must-dos knocked out for the week, it’s time to do it all over again. And I find myself standing there, looking around, wondering where the heck my writing time went…
*Took myself to see “Nights in Rodanthe” Friday afternoon. I settled into my seat with a box of Milk Duds and no expectations/preconceived notions at all (other than I like Richard Gere and Diane Lane).
The movie itself was okay, nothing extraordinary. Until about fifteen minutes before the end…
Diane Lane’s character suffers a loss that devastates her into a deep depression. In several shots you see her in different places (her room, her kitchen, her porch, etc) yet she’s mentally unreachable. That, in and of itself, wasn’t the part that got to me. It was the way her daughter stayed by her side through the whole thing. Not talking, not cajoling, not questioning. Just simply being there. I tried valiantly not to cry—stared up at the ceiling in my trademark way of trying to ward off tears. But eventually I couldn’t hold it in any longer and I literally wept. One of the three other people in the theater stopped and gave me a hug when it was over. Pathetic, huh?
*Spent the weekend in Chicago. The weather was great. The people wonderful. Had difficulty navigating a few minor curbs with my left foot but this too shall pass… In the meantime, I’m already looking forward to another weekend jaunt to this beautiful city in the very near future. I. Love. Chicago.
*With my latest mystery manuscript behind me (at least for the moment as I await editorial feedback), I’m finally getting to work on a new project. I figure I’ll give another romance a whirl and see if I can hit pay dirt once again. And as agonizing as it was to write my first-ever sex scene…apparently I did it well as it received special mention when it was bought! 
*I’m looking for a female character’s name that has a shortened version. One that’s different enough from the formal version as to warrant initial confusion. Like Katherine/Kat. Any thoughts?
*My 13 year old took a big step in growing up this past weekend. She opted to take part in a youth retreat through her school despite the fact that none of her friends were going. That took guts and I’m really proud of her.
*A rally for a presidential nominee is a big deal. McCain was in my neighborhood yesterday morning. I’d have been more excited if I wasn’t one of the people who’d suffer greatly under his healthcare proposals (specifically no coverage for pre-existing). But I am, so I wasn’t.
*Getting in/out of your home when secret service is swarming like fireflies can be a real pain in the butt-oosky. I think even the scarecrow people on my front porch were checked as a potential security breach. Ay yi yi.
That’s it. I’ll come up with something better next week or else I’ll find a guest blogger.
Hugs,
~Laura
Ooohhh like Eleanor/Nell. Good one!
