I feel like doing nothing.

I spoke too soon… I don’t like being non creative. It makes me feel bored and listless. I want to work in my garden, but there’s nothing else I can do until my new seeds sprout. I bought a small citronella plant and a dill plant today. Usually I start things from seeds, but sometimes it’s nice to have things already going. Especially for things that I’ll be using right off.

I guess I’m not completely un-creative at the moment. Cooking is creating something. I’m making Guinness stew and Guinness bread. My house smells amazing. It should all be done very very soon. The only thing I’m lacking is good desert. 

I watched the new Wizard of Oz movie last night. It was amazing. I was impressed at how marvelously well done it was. I also caved and watched Scary Movie 5. *sigh* It was surprisingly funny. One of the better Scary Movies made I think. Later this week… is Iron Man. I will suffer Friday so that we can go to the midnight matinee for it. Now THAT is a movie worth going to the opening showing. 

I like to see the crowd reactions for some of these. Usually you get the die hard fans. The theater will be loud and boisterous until the opening credits roll – and then silence. Everyone is holding their breath. You get the honest gasps and cheers throughout the movie. 

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Mountain King

Some days, the urge to get outside is overwhelming. It unfortunately usually passes before I have that opportunity. Or I get so busy that I can’t do it anyway. This weekend, I think I’m going to attack my yard with the rake. We also need to mow.

Since my zucchini was attacked by the pickleworms, the plant has been slowly declining. So I’m going to pull it out and maybe start some corn. The container is big enough to hold at least 3 plants, which should yield a couple of good late summer bbq’s

One day, I’ll have enough plants to supply us with all the produce we’ll need. I’ll build a little green house and stagger the planting so things will always be produced. On the side of a beautiful mountain, over looking the Appalachians  Pumpkins growing ripe on the vine as the leaves change.

Probably not this year. I wish it was this year. I SO wish it was this year. Things are definitely coming to fruition, just not at the speed I was hoping. So the book might not make it out in July, but definitely this year.

I might not throw all my $ at the car because Terry is desperately needing one too. The repairs didn’t fix his and it’s still a bit of a death trap. That may just be me, she doesn’t give Terry problems, go figure.

Slow and steady. I hate that. You wold think that since I don’t handle stress well that would be how I like things, but I don’t. I’m a cardinal sign, I like to see things moving.

So have you ever had something bother you so much that you could just pull your hair out? I adore the mountains… OBVIOUSLY, but there are a pair of mountain peaks up there that I could not name. I searched all over and every time I found them in a picture, they were never named. And without the correct vantage point, individual shots didn’t reveal them to be the right mountains. So I went to Yahoo Answers.

I admit, I don’t much care for Yahoo. I used to be a big fan… but not since Google… sorry yahoo… I do however LOVE their answers sight. And today I finally got my answer.

Mountain King - Table Rock Mountain, Linville Gorge, North Carolina

The mountains I’ve been seeing is Table Rock and Hawksbill. Both I tried looking up… but all the images were always from different directions. YAY!

Don’t judge me

So yes, I’m definitely debating on investing in Dragon Naturally Speaking. I have so many thoughts that run through my head on a daily basis that there’s no way I can capture them all. What I NEED is a telepathic thought recording device to nab them all… However I’m worried I’d be locked away in a padded room with a nice white straight jacket if half of those transcriptions ever made it to the public. But today was a good example, as I sped through dialogue to help me pass the day. I get home and sit at my computer and wonder… where do I start? My head is pulled in a hundred different directions and I need to choose ONE? Well… crud.

I could easily write it off as a business expense. It of course occurs to me that I will need an accountant by the end of the year. Bleh. All my years and I’ve been able to do it on my own… but business money? That’s a whole other matter. I really don’t want to mess everything up when I’m just starting out.

In other news – I went to the dentist. Surprisingly – I have great teeth. No cavities and just a bit of gingivitis. I have a cleaning scheduled in a couple weeks to take care of that. Hooray for being lucky! Cause let’s face it… I’m not saint when it comes to my teeth. Flossing? Forget it, I can’t even get floss between some of my teeth because of my wisdom teeth.

Oh, so what I decided to do instead of carrying on with the other book. I opened the other file that my friend is currently editing and I’m jotting down every item that could later become a discrepancy in the book/series and the page it’s on. That way I can make sure I go back and fix all those little things that might not quite line up. It’s not easy, or fun and I’ve already read this thing so much that it makes my brain hurt. I still have to go over it 2 more times. Once out-loud with Nikki so we can catch how it sounds. Then once I get it back from the editor. Of course… I need it back from Nikki so we CAN go over it. I would buy her an agenda if I thought she’d use it. For some reason she’s been perpetually against time management her entire life. 🙂

So… um… I kind of bit myself in the posterior – figuratively of course. You see, I have a few, rather detailed, racy scenes in Forgotten Guardian. So I sat down the other day and started working on ETC. As I mentioned in my last post, I felt it was a great idea at the time to make Tad and Ben lovers. And as they leaned in for their first kiss, it struck me… how the hell do I handle that? You write what you know – well I know sex between a man and a woman from experience. The only experience I’ve had with gay sex is cheesy porn – and let’s face it. We all know that’s not accurate. At least – not an every day encounter sort of accurate. It’s the sort of fantasy stuff that a partner might want to try sometime, but rarely get around to actually doing it. Sure I can take what I know about men and their tastes in general, in the bedroom and out… but can that properly translate? Changing that around… if I were a gay woman… I would still be the same person… I would just prefer women over men – so I want to say yes… but what if I’m wrong.

Terry suggested leaving it out entirely. I think the idea of me actually writing about gay sex strikes a nerve that he can’t quite process or handle comfortably. The man has his own deep seated insecurities that he’s not ready to come to grips with yet, so of course he doesn’t want to read about it. What about those readers though that are gay? That picked up the first book and loved it, even the second and said this is great (I can dream can’t I). And then to pick up ETC and suddenly get very excited that two of the primary characters are right up their alley… and get nada? That’s not right, or fair and I know I’d be rightly irritated by a book that would do that to me. I might not pick up the next one.

Anyway, this of course leaves me with the dilemma of doing research. Don’t judge me for watching gay porn – I swear I have a legitimate excuse. I make no excuses for the other porn I watch 😉 In the process however, I came across the funniest video I think I’ve ever seen – so all of you get to share in my amusement.

And away we go.

Thank Gaea I didn’t give up when the writing lull came along. Last time I did that it took me a few months to get it back. There I sat yesterday however, mind wandering… and there came Tad’s joking voice, yammering in the back of my head. Yet on of the many characters that has evolved over the years. 

Tadden Calavo started conception as a rich, privileged military brat with a twin brother. He was blonde, human, laid back and quite goofy. As time progressed and we merged the universes… we had too many twins. Brothers, cousins… Oh wait, better yet. Why not lovers? Then came the next shock to the galaxy. Psychic abilities (the reading of people’s minds) are no longer viable for humans. That immediately took away one of the things that made Tad, Tad. Nikki suggested making him alien. I was flat against it. 

Till yesterday, when he glanced up at me, looking almost but not quite entirely unlike a human. There was something off about him and I knew in that moment I COULD work with him being an alien. Once Tad came together, the rest of the crew just fit like puzzle pieces I’d been looking over. You’ll probably be hearing quite a bit about Tad and Ben and Doc and the crew. I think I might even be able to knock out their first book here soon. Still laying a bit of ground work. I’ll probably lay it out right here since  much of it will never go into a book. 

So tomorrow… I go to the dentist for the first time. I’m 30 years old and I’m going to the dentist for the first time ever. I feel ridiculous, and nervous, and then ridiculous for being nervous. I know all they’re going to do is take some x-rays and do an oral exam… but still. Gotta love that pointless anxiety. For now though… I’m going to go write a bit for my crazy alien crew. Good night readers. 

What do you say Doc?

“Cowardice? You don’t honestly think you were acting as a coward back there do you? So what if you disobeyed a direct order, you saved twenty lives in the process. Not to mention you’re one of only FOUR humans that survived the entire mission.” The dark haired alien leveled a very serious gaze at Harmon. The older man let out an exasperated sigh. 

“Tell that to my now ex-wife,” Harmon replied. 

“So the woman’s an idiot. I’m sure you could do better. You’re a handsome man, and a doctor. The skills you exhibited in the line of fire Doc, those are coveted,” Tadden leaned up against the wall and crossed his arms over his thin chest. 

“Yeah, by who?” Harmon challeneged.

“By me for one. Why didn’t you regroup as ordered?” Harmon regarded the man for a moment, debating on telling him the truth. Harmon found the words tumbling out of his mouth before he could finish his consideration. 

“I saw the bombing. We had too many injured and by the time we got there, the rendezvous would have been bombed,” he admitted, knowing that the Delvish must have been using some sort of mental coaxing spell on him. 

“You ARE a precog. I knew it!” The younger man’s face brightened immediately. “I told Ben that you were. Did you know that all four of you possess some sort of magic ability?” 

“I wasn’t aware, no,” Harmon replied. 

“Here’s my theory, the mission tanked. Excruciating and extravagant losses across the board, but it could have been worse. If it hadn’t been for you and a handful of other mages, EVERYONE would have been wiped out. I’m putting together a squadron, a group of mages that I believe will compliment each other’s abilities. Harmon I would like you to join.” Harmon tilted his head to the side in disbelief. Despite the broad smile across the alien’s face, he knew the man was serious. 

“Commander, I’m not cut out for battle,” Harmon argued. 

“Maybe not directly or all the time. I WILL need someone to patch up my crew however. What do you say Doc, care to prove your ex wrong? Want to still be a soldier.” 

****

The above will probably never be worked into a book… but that’s how Tad and Harmon will meet. The ETC books won’t start until sometime after this meeting. 

I never said I was smart!

Allow me to make a suggestion. If you’re planning on trying 2 new processes/products… do not try them in the same night. I’m sure this would be common sense to some people… but I’m an impatient sort of person and I didn’t want to wait around. 

You see the problem I have is that my hair is frizzy. Not because it’s curly… it just frizzes. So I went to our friend Chelle today and she cut off quite a bit of frayed ends. I went out and gathered the stuff to make some homemade shampoo from this website: http://wellnessmama.com/3701/how-to-make-natural-shampoo-easy-recipe/

Then I also decided I was going to try a hair mask tonight to try and nourish my freshly trimmed hair. I used the banana one here: http://www.ehow.com/way_5272699_homemade-hair-masks-frizzy-hair.html

I’m sure each by themselves would have been amazing… but there wasn’t enough cleansing power in my new shampoo to actually clear out all of the banana. On the flip side… my hair actually DOES feel rather nice tonight. I’m a touch paranoid however that the remnants of banana are going to attract ants and I’ll wake up with them covering my pillow tonight. Oddly enough, this was a recurring dream of mine as a child. 

I’m going to go collapse. It’s been a very long and busy day and my back is absolutely killing me. I think I will actually take another muscle relaxer (which would be 2 for today which I NEVER do). Goodnight everyone, and sweet dreams.