The RWA conference was draining and fun and long long hours on my feet. I tried my best to work business in with pleasure and did a fair job.

For some reason my phone calls to my cps and friends went screwy (or either they were avoiding me, lol) but I met them more in passing which was better than nothing. That’s my only regret–that I didn’t get to have face time with the friends I love most. So the only alternative is for us to get together at some small con later on so we can really rap.

I … Read the rest »

A reporter called to interview me this week. Click here to read the piece. 🙂… Read the rest »

First, the toilet nightmare is finally finished without too much aggravation. Not only was the supply to the crapper shot to shit, but the wax ring under the “throne” had deteriorated. Now it’s fixed, and hopefully I won’t scream or faint when I see the bill.

On another very happy note, I just finished the synopsis for my romantic suspense. My first reader read it and was hooked, which is a good sign. First reader is picky. 🙂

Once I finish editing the first three chapters of it, I can pop it off to the agents who’ve requested a look. … Read the rest »

I’m in the basement when I hear the toilet flush on the first floor. As I don’t live alone, this is nothing unusal. Until I hear a steady trickle of water hitting the basement floor in the furnace room.

I rush in there, dreading what I’ll find. Water is on the floor. More water is dripping from the pipe leading to the toilet. This needs to be repaired ASAP. The only consolation here is that it’s just water.

So instead of getting to my writing this morning as I’m planned, I’m calling a plumber. Ugh. … Read the rest »

“I don’t want to get old” has become a mantra of sorts for me and several of my close friends. We have elderly parents and caring for them has often tossed us headlong into the twilight zone. Well, it seems that way.

We really should dub ourselves the Queens of Frustration.

I’ve always thought is was great when I heard someone up in years still lived in their home, still was able to take care of their needs. Then I came to realize that their children took turns “watching out” for or taking the parents to doctor appointments., or being … Read the rest »