Today I bring the Spawn to his grandmother’s house for a bit (I head to National next week so he needs taking care of). I’ll be schlepping the iPad and keyboard with me for some down writing time, yay, and I hope to finish three chapters of the Paranormal before I head out of town too.
Meanwhile, Scott and I get to have some nighttime dates that don’t always involve a bottle of wine and the TV at home. Yay!
The Nearly Eleven Year-Old Graduated from his primary school today. Sniff.
Too busy, not to mention insanely dull, to post actual words. But I did down/up load some pictures, so I thought I’d share:
Yes, I am the Queen of Hyperbole, why do you ask?
When I got home Saturday, the (Thoughtful) Spouse presented me with three packages: One contained a yoga DVD I had rented multiple times from the library, one had Richard Armitage (swoon!) reading Georgette Heyer’s Sylvester, and one was a bike helmet. Which meant on Sunday we went and got this:
Today the Ten Year-Old and I return to Brooklyn. We’re both looking forward to seeing the Spouse/Father, not to mention the own bed and the Wii games (guess who’s who?).
We had a great time here, it’s so nice when your family is loving and cool like this one. Aw, Megan gets all gushy and somewhat boring!
Anyway, back to Real Life next week.
Yesterday was lovely. I got up, worked on freelance, then headed back upstairs to take a nap. WIN1
Then I worked on my own writing, and finished this short Regency-set story I’ve been doing. WIN2
Then, McVane came up with the perfect anagram for my name: Tramp, Fang On Me. WIN3
The Picky Vegetarian, who’s been working like a dog WITH dogs (and cats) called, which was nice, but cell reception stinks so all I could hear was “Happy Birthday.” But still, it was nice. WIN3.1
After, I read more of The Way of Shadows by Brent Weeks, which the Faux Critique Partner recommended. WIN4
[Many, many happy birthday wishes from Twitter and Facebook, plus a special post from my P-I-C] WIN4.1
Then, STEAK! And family, and wine, and laughter. WIN5
A gift of tube mascara and Godiva chocolate. WIN6
After that? The Nocturnal Aunt and I watched North And South, and she adored it. WIN7
A really, really good day.
So normally this spot is a place for self-deprecation, not self-aggrandizement. But today that is all changed, because–
TODAY IS MY BIRTHDAY!
I am 45, and pretty okay with that. A few weeks ago, we had a Dance Party Fiesta to celebrate the birthday, and my nearest and dearest came over to the house and celebrated. Here’s a picture of me with the Super-Smart Lawyer (the female one) and frequent commenter Hatrack (the male one).
The party was fabulous, with loads of dancing fun. The funniest part–which the Super-Smart Lawyer’s Awesome BF noticed, and made due fun of–was that every time a new song came on, I gushed, “Ooh! I love this song!” Well, duh, Megan, you assembled the entire playlist, and of course you love all the songs.
I am still in Minnesota, so the Thoughtful Spouse texted me last night, and then called me first thing to wish me a HB. He sent a card, too, which I got yesterday. Tonight the Minnesota relatives are bowing to my demands and we’re having steak for dinner. Yum! And mushrooms in wine sauce, double yum!
Okay. Tomorrow, back to insecurity and angst. Today, we’re having birthday cake.
No, the post title is not nearly as dramatic as it might seem at first blush. Instead, I was pondering a subject that came up on Twitter, where I’ve been conversing–probably overly much–with other romance readers and authors.
The topic was authors who don’t update their sites, so you have no idea what they’re up to. Probably because, unlike me, they’re busy with deadlines. Now this is not a ‘woe is me’ post about my lack of contracts; rather it’s kind of an affirmation about the fun of blogging, and sharing some of my life and observations to the world, rather than having them stay inside my head.
I make no apologies for not being currently published. I am working on it, am trying to continue to goose my own motivation to write, and believe–eventually–that it will happen again. Because if I didn’t believe that, this would be its own hellish Sisyphean task. And even when I get a contract (notice the when, not the if–shows some seldom-seen optimism, huh?), I will update this spot, ’cause it’s so much fun just to pop in and try to make someone laugh, or share something I saw or thought about. It’s also great for my friends, who get to see how I’m doing so they can avoid calling or rush to the phone, depending.
Which is a very long way of saying thanks for stopping by.
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