Goals

Goals can be wonderful things. They can be motivating things. Ways to measure how far you've come. Ways to reward yourself for a job well done.

They can also be the most depressing things in the world. When you don't make your goals you can get depressed, frustrated, feel defeated, and eventually give up.

Which is why goals should be attainable.

I was recently involved in a two week writing thing. We were each to set our goals for every day and then meet them. Well the first week I set an incredibly easy goal and surpassed it every day. So the next week I tripled that goal and failed miserably for the next four days. BUT by the end of two weeks I had written 30,000 words - a complete new novella, AND rewritten the first 4,000 words of another story that just wasn't working for me at all.

So, yes, I met some goals, I didn't meet others. But having those goals to strive for helped me accomplish something I had no intention of doing.

I am a happy camper.

My heroines are Beautiful

All my heroines are beautiful. Some are larger than others, but all are beautiful and if you can't handle a woman that is larger than a size 14 being considered beautiful, then don't read my books, and don't read my blog :)

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and it may be necessary from time to time to give a stupid or misinformed beholder a black eye. - Miss Piggy

Someone asked my why I tend to write "fat chicks". I write fat chicks cause we are allowed to have some happiness, too. Not all men in this world only want skinny sticks with tits. Believe it or not, there are plenty of good men - black, white, hispanic, native american, all types - that like larger women. And no, that does not make them "chubby chasers." That makes them men.

Been a While

Wow. I suck. :)
I was so trying to post here regularly, to be a good girl. And I was almost kind of doing a pretty good job at it, as well. But lately I have gotten really bad.
Sorry.
Some of it has been family stuff. Some of it has been work. Some of it has been writing.
Which means there is a good side to this disappearing act.
Kansas City Shuffle has a tentative release date of August 18 with Loose-Id.

For those of you who do not know (which I have been told is most people) The Kansas City Shuffle is an old blues song. "When you look left and they fall right" Trust me, the only reason I know is cause I am weird like that. Basically it means that everyone thinks one thing is happening when in reality it is something totally different.

That's what's going on for Larissa. The heroine of KCS. She thinks she has won an all expense trip to Kansas City for a shopping spree and three fantasy dates. But she doesn't know that the Ozark Wolves, the pack of weres she's been reading about for the past 8 years is a real werewolf pack, and that they have more than just her shopping spree planned for her.

More in the next few days. :)

Another Wedding Date

I went home to visit my mom this past week and timed the visit for now for a very specific reason. I had a wedding to go to. Not a regular run of the mill wedding (not that any wedding is run of the mill for the participants) but a same sex wedding.

I have to say I am very proud of the people of this nation that they are slowly but surely realizing that just because people are of the same gender doesn't mean they can't be equally in love. That people should have the same rights regardless of their sexual orientation.

This wedding involved two men. One I have known for 20 years and one I have only met once or twice before. Both are wonderful people and deserve to be happy. I have to say it was the most beautiful and elegant wedding I have seen in years, if not ever. There were no frilly overdone flowers and bows (which many people like, and which, I too, had at my wedding). It was classic, classy, and beautiful.

The minister was awesome. I have never laughed so much at a wedding in my life. And get this - it was a Baptist wedding. Now for some of you that may not be a big surprise, but for me, a person only used to fairly strict Southern Baptists, this was incredible. I have to give the pastor kudos.

But I am not telling about this wedding to brag about it, or to up my credentials as a writer that has LGBT themes in some of her stories. I am telling about this because I was brought to tears. They have waited ten years to be able to do this, and they finally had the chance, the LEGAL RIGHT to do this. And that makes me too happy to describe.

The Wedding Date

You ever see a movie and and realize how much you love it? It might not be a great movie, hell, it might not even be a good movie, but there is something about it that you just love. There is something about "The Wedding Date" that I just love. It's cute, silly and just plain fun. I laugh every time I see it. There are parts that I am not fond of, but I am watching it right now and just enjoying it. Maybe it's the fact that an ex wants her back, or that she has the balls to hire an escort, or something. I don't know. I just like it :)

But I found it strange that she was acting like she'd never shared a bed with a man she wasn't having sex with. I know I've shared a bed with a male before that I had no sexual interest in. Anyone else?

I'm a Pervert

The grumpy people across the street recently sold their house. These were the kind of neighbors that you live opposite for nearly a decade and have shared maybe 10 words. They don't wave, they don't say hi, they don't acknowledge you even when you are both in your front yards. But they took care of their house and their yard, so I guess by suburb standards, that made them good neighbors, right?

But, the thing I wanted to talk about today was the new family that moved in. Or at least the men that are helping the new family move in. It is nearly 90 degrees out today, so I can see four young men, all shirtless, carrying in large pieces of furniture from the Uhaul truck into the house. I want to sit in my living room and watch them. Just watch them as they lift things, their muscles bulging, glistening with sweat. Oooh, one just stopped and grabbed a drink. He ran it across his chest. Oh gods.

How sick and perverted does that make me? I think they are all at least 18, does that make it any better?

First vs Second Job

So, which is my first job and which is my second? Is writing my first, or is my EDJ (evil day job) my first?
I work part time, with the chance to go full time for about 6-8 weeks at a time once or twice a year. Financially it would be nice to be full time all year, but we take what we can get, right? I would love my writing to be my first job, but unfortunately, like most of us authors, I am not at that stage just yet.

So, in the last few weeks my first job has taken over my life. I was asked to come in and basically play "catch up" for someone that has been let go as she hasn't been doing her job for a while. So I get to work 12 hour days on average (many of them more than that) with people complaining because I am forcing them to do things in a short period of time that they should have been able to stretch out over time.

And I haven't written one word of a story in all that time.

Yesterday I had my little "breakdown moment" when everything got to me, and I realized that I need to start being true to both my halves. The half that loves what I do in the EDJ, and the half that loves what I do at my computer when no one else is around. (write, silly, get your mind out of the gutter)

So, given the nature of my EDJ I may not be able to take my jump drive in and write on my stories during my lunch half hour, but I CAN take an hour at home at night, put away my paperwork and just write. I can take that lunch half hour and not work.

I need to remember that I am not just the person at the EDJ. I have a life and responsibilities outside of that. So today is a day for errands, cleaning (maybe) and WRITING.

And I am so excited. :)