When you make a list, it really can go a variety of ways. You could accomplish everything on your list. You could accomplish only a few things on the list. Or the very last option, you could have performance anxiety and accomplish nothing on the list. I fall in the middle option. I accomplished a few things on my list.
Things that I accomplished:
1. Going to Dunkin Donuts for coffee. There has to be priorities.
2. I went food shopping. I will probably have to pop in again today because I forgot a few items. I really should make a list for grocery shopping but that would be too organized.
3. I decorated most of the house. It looks good and with the candles in the windows, I can now hold my head high with the neighbors.
4. I made the buffalo wings for my husband to take with him last night. I also dropped him off because parking where he was going is nuts.
5. Went to Rite-aid to pick up my husbands prescription for sleeping pills. I really don't know why he takes them because they don't work. He has been up all night playing Call of Duty Black Ops, a few feet from me and my laptop, as I write. This is a problem for me on different levels. I like to write on my laptop. I have a home office but don't like to write on the ancient desktop there. When he is playing his stupid games, I can't concentrate on writing. So lately, he has been cramping my style.
The rest of the list, I didn't accomplish yesterday. But the good things about lists is that you can pick up where you left off. I have already cleaned the bathroom, taken down the curtains and am doing my first load of laundry.
Another thing that I did yesterday that wasn't on the list was go and drop off more money for an oil delivery for Monday. As I was getting decorations from the basement, I decided to look at the oil level. It was getting low which seems kind of quick but I don't want to run out. So I went and made arrangements, with cash in hand, to have more come tomorrow. I really wish there was another way. Solar or wind power would be great. I hate relying on oil to heat my house.
Peace out,
MRD
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Saturday, December 11, 2010
So much to do
There is so much to do today. I am starting to get anxiety about it. When you work five days a week, you have such an expectation for the weekend. I think that we forget that it is only two days but we try to cram so much within those 48 hours. So I figured that I should make a list.
To do list:
1. Dunkin Donuts- You have to start the day off right. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, or so they say. Since I don't have much in food in the house, I am going to have to get some much needed coffee.
2. Clean house-Start with the kitchen that it s total pit, if someone came to my door, I would have to pretend that I am not here. The kitchen is such a mess. I mean scary mess. When I talk about my dream of getting a dishwasher, there is a reason. I would rather scrub toilets than wash dishes.
3. Go food shopping. I am pretty sure that the husband is out of milk which is a crime in my house. I am toying with the idea of getting a cow. It would probably be cheaper. My husband calls milk, "the nectar of the gods". Go figure! I'm more of a pinot noir woman but variety is the spice of life.
4. Go to Rite-aid and pick up the husband's sleep pills. Why? I don't know.
5. Start decorating the house. It is starting to look pathetic compared to the ones on the block. Even the husband mentioned something about it in bed last night. If I was more awake at 1 am when this conversation took place, I might have reminded him that he doesn't work and there is nothing stopping him from decorating when I am in work all day.
6. Make buffalo wings for tonight. Husband is going to a "guy thing" and volunteered to bring some wings. I can throw them in the oven while cleaning or decorating, no big deal.
7. Correct papers for my college class. I have three sets of papers to correct and input the grades. I will be totally finished after that!
8. Get in some writing time. I am going to sub out Fated Mates to other publishers. I have been waiting on one publisher for 6 weeks now and getting antsy. So when the husband is doing his thing, I will have the house to myself and should be able to do some writing.
Or pass out from trying to accomplish my list. I will let you know tomorrow what I have accomplished.
Peace out,
MRD
To do list:
1. Dunkin Donuts- You have to start the day off right. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, or so they say. Since I don't have much in food in the house, I am going to have to get some much needed coffee.
2. Clean house-Start with the kitchen that it s total pit, if someone came to my door, I would have to pretend that I am not here. The kitchen is such a mess. I mean scary mess. When I talk about my dream of getting a dishwasher, there is a reason. I would rather scrub toilets than wash dishes.
3. Go food shopping. I am pretty sure that the husband is out of milk which is a crime in my house. I am toying with the idea of getting a cow. It would probably be cheaper. My husband calls milk, "the nectar of the gods". Go figure! I'm more of a pinot noir woman but variety is the spice of life.
4. Go to Rite-aid and pick up the husband's sleep pills. Why? I don't know.
5. Start decorating the house. It is starting to look pathetic compared to the ones on the block. Even the husband mentioned something about it in bed last night. If I was more awake at 1 am when this conversation took place, I might have reminded him that he doesn't work and there is nothing stopping him from decorating when I am in work all day.
6. Make buffalo wings for tonight. Husband is going to a "guy thing" and volunteered to bring some wings. I can throw them in the oven while cleaning or decorating, no big deal.
7. Correct papers for my college class. I have three sets of papers to correct and input the grades. I will be totally finished after that!
8. Get in some writing time. I am going to sub out Fated Mates to other publishers. I have been waiting on one publisher for 6 weeks now and getting antsy. So when the husband is doing his thing, I will have the house to myself and should be able to do some writing.
Or pass out from trying to accomplish my list. I will let you know tomorrow what I have accomplished.
Peace out,
MRD
Friday, December 10, 2010
Wall bangers
Doing research is part of my job, so when I committed to writing erotica I decided not only to read as much as I could (not a hardship) but also read about writing erotica. What I have read over and over again is that readers do not like reading about wall bangers. My question is why? As a reader, I don't mind them. As a matter of fact, I find them really hot. What is there not to like about a hot, muscled man tunneling his hands in your hair. He twists your hair around his hand and pulls your head back, lifting your lips. You gasp in pleasure with just a hint of pain. He takes advantage of your parted lip and bends down to kiss you. No, not just any kiss, he devours your lips like he is starving. He is starving for the taste of you. You taste better than a fine wine. You are so desperate for each other that he lifts you up and plunges into you over and over again, against the wall.
See, nothing wrong with that.
Peace Out,
MRD
See, nothing wrong with that.
Peace Out,
MRD
Thursday, December 9, 2010
All I want for Christmas is home improvements
My house is old and outdated. All I want for Christmas is some remodeling done. The problem, in one word, is my husband. Our house it the house that he grew up in. So every change takes away from the house that he shared with his parents. In the six years that we have lived there, I have been able to make improvements in a total of 2 rooms and considering that the house is the size of a doll's house, it is not a major accomplishment. The first room that I was able to change was the living room. Picture it, gold shag carpeting and orange and green velvet wallpaper. A friend of mine called the wallpaper "carrots and peas." I tore up the carpet and behold, hardwood floors! The walls are a beautiful Moroccan Red now. He was happy with the outcome. After a few more years, I was able to convince him to convert the old den into a home office. Down came the textured brown tweed wallpaper to be replace with a nice sunny yellow. There were hardwoods under that carpet too, so up came the brown and gold indoor/outdoor carpeting in that room. Again, happy with that outcome. Now I am at a standstill and it is killing me.
You have to understand, I come from a house where my mother remodeled every few years. My sister is constantly painting the rooms in her house. The fact that my husband's parents hardly ever changed anything in all of the years that they lived their is foreign to me.
So this brings me to the kitchen. The wallpaper (yes more) is shot. I picked out this wallpaper in 1988! I had just met my husband and his mother asked me what I would choose. Now, what I liked then is nothing like what I like now. How could it be? I was 18 years old at the time. Small blue flowers on a white background and a chair rail of baskets and hears appealed to me. I was in love with love at the time. What did I know? I also permed my hair that is curly to begin with!! My idea is make the wall between the living room and the kitchen a half wall and then paint the kitchen and the hall. I can't tell you how many ways that this idea was shot down. I haven't even started on the white linoleum counter tops with gold fleck that is so old that it has lost its shine. Or the flooring that was fixed with huge roofing nails because it squeaked. The fridge that I have to defrost with a hair dryer every few weeks or the stove that 2 burners or no longer working. All I want is a half wall and some paint. WTF.
So the battle begins.
MRD
You have to understand, I come from a house where my mother remodeled every few years. My sister is constantly painting the rooms in her house. The fact that my husband's parents hardly ever changed anything in all of the years that they lived their is foreign to me.
So this brings me to the kitchen. The wallpaper (yes more) is shot. I picked out this wallpaper in 1988! I had just met my husband and his mother asked me what I would choose. Now, what I liked then is nothing like what I like now. How could it be? I was 18 years old at the time. Small blue flowers on a white background and a chair rail of baskets and hears appealed to me. I was in love with love at the time. What did I know? I also permed my hair that is curly to begin with!! My idea is make the wall between the living room and the kitchen a half wall and then paint the kitchen and the hall. I can't tell you how many ways that this idea was shot down. I haven't even started on the white linoleum counter tops with gold fleck that is so old that it has lost its shine. Or the flooring that was fixed with huge roofing nails because it squeaked. The fridge that I have to defrost with a hair dryer every few weeks or the stove that 2 burners or no longer working. All I want is a half wall and some paint. WTF.
So the battle begins.
MRD
Monday, December 6, 2010
Need a weekend to get over my weekend
Boy did I have an interesting weekend. It was filled with highs and lows. I have to say that going to the local chapter of Romance Writers totally invigorated me. It was wonderful to meet such a wonderful and supportive group of people. I had to say people because there was one man in attendance. Let's hear it for the men in the house who love romance!!! They treated me like I was one of their own. Normally, when you go to meetings filled with strangers, there is a warming up period but that was not the case. Everyone was so friendly and supportive, wanting to know about my own "writing" and my real life job. It was so wonderful. I was a little star struck. I finally met Amber Skyze whose writing is amazing. What I couldn't believe was that Hannah Howell was part of the group and was as normal as normal can be (Of course what is really normal?). I can't tell you how many of her books are on my shelves in my office. I would embarrass myself. I just couldn't believe it. I met so many wonderful authors. I spent some of Saturday night when I couldn't sleep (will explain) researching their books. I came home and started writing ideas down. Wonderful.
Couldn't sleep Saturday night. Husband was going through a bout of his insomnia. So I basically got about 2 hours of sleep. When he is miserable, everyone is miserable. Not the best trait but I have accepted that. As he stays up longer and longer, the more he rants about everything that he feels "sucks" about his life. Finally, he passed out around 7 in the morning. I unfortunately was so tired that I never made it to my sister's house for breakfast and it was my week to pick up the Dunkin' Donuts. No one was happy about that.
After not having any sleep, I now had to attend a "thing" as my aunt called it at her house with my mother. The "thing" was meeting a cousin that I had never met before. My mother's family is very fragmented for reasons that I will not go into, so this cousin wanted to meet all of my family. My mother conned me into driving with her because she wasn't feeling well. She also promised that we would be home at a decent hour. I agreed but wasn't very happy. The lack of sleep was starting to get to me. So long story short, the decent hour to get home came and went and I didn't get home until 8. The husband was ticked and all of the work that I planned on doing went undone. To say that I have dishes piled up to the ceiling would be just about accurate (I am starting a dishwasher fund, if anyone is interested in donating!). I am unplanned for my class tomorrow night, even though it is the last one. And I am so unprepared for work today! But I had to do some writing.
Peace out,
MRD
Couldn't sleep Saturday night. Husband was going through a bout of his insomnia. So I basically got about 2 hours of sleep. When he is miserable, everyone is miserable. Not the best trait but I have accepted that. As he stays up longer and longer, the more he rants about everything that he feels "sucks" about his life. Finally, he passed out around 7 in the morning. I unfortunately was so tired that I never made it to my sister's house for breakfast and it was my week to pick up the Dunkin' Donuts. No one was happy about that.
After not having any sleep, I now had to attend a "thing" as my aunt called it at her house with my mother. The "thing" was meeting a cousin that I had never met before. My mother's family is very fragmented for reasons that I will not go into, so this cousin wanted to meet all of my family. My mother conned me into driving with her because she wasn't feeling well. She also promised that we would be home at a decent hour. I agreed but wasn't very happy. The lack of sleep was starting to get to me. So long story short, the decent hour to get home came and went and I didn't get home until 8. The husband was ticked and all of the work that I planned on doing went undone. To say that I have dishes piled up to the ceiling would be just about accurate (I am starting a dishwasher fund, if anyone is interested in donating!). I am unplanned for my class tomorrow night, even though it is the last one. And I am so unprepared for work today! But I had to do some writing.
Peace out,
MRD
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Daydreaming/Brainstorming
Yesterday, I attended more professional development on teaching children how to write expository and narrative texts. Great information but I have to say that my mind was constantly daydreaming/brainstorming about the the story that I am writing, Saddle Up. I was totally consumed by the scenarios that I was creating in my mind. It was killing me that I could not write them down. The presenter, like any good presenter, walked around to keep the participants engaged. So sitting there writing a sex scene was totally out of the question. Also, we were all sitting quite close together. So all of the people around me would have know exactly what I was writing. We are a very intimate group. Very few people who read this blog know my "real" name. It is not that I am ashamed at what I write. I am actually very proud of it. It is just that with my day job, writing Erotica would be frowned upon. So I keep it private. I couldn't wait to get home and do some writing.
On another note, I am totally excited today to be attending the local chapter of Romance Writers. The topic of conversation is going to be on brainstorming, I am excited about learning about something that will benefit my writing. I also can't wait to meet an author that I have read and have become "email" friendly with, Amber Skyze.
This morning, I also just finished a book by Tina Donahue called Lush Velvet Nights. I highly recommend this book. I really enjoyed that her main character Nathan had to work through insecurities from his past before embracing love again for himself.
Peace Out,
MRD
On another note, I am totally excited today to be attending the local chapter of Romance Writers. The topic of conversation is going to be on brainstorming, I am excited about learning about something that will benefit my writing. I also can't wait to meet an author that I have read and have become "email" friendly with, Amber Skyze.
This morning, I also just finished a book by Tina Donahue called Lush Velvet Nights. I highly recommend this book. I really enjoyed that her main character Nathan had to work through insecurities from his past before embracing love again for himself.
Peace Out,
MRD
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Writing Workshop
If you can believe it, I have been in a workshop all day on teaching children how to write. Of course it is a program that the district purchased and we were learning how to implement it but it was very informational. It taught me different techniques on how to teach expository writing. Talking about writing made me think about all of the writing that I want to do and how I have been slacking a bit lately. Not that I want to make excuses but job number 1 has been crazy. We are going to be partnering with a nonprofit group for educational reform, so I have been running around like a chicken with it's head cut off and bringing a lot of work home. Job number 2 is winding down. The last class of the semester is next week and I can't wait. I enjoyed teaching it but the hour ride home at night was a killer. I am unsure if they ask me again, if I will do it. So I have not had a lot of time to do writing but I have been thinking about it a lot. I am also waiting to see if my first story will be rejected. I was told the expected wait time was five to six weeks. This week, I hit the five week mark, so I am getting more and more anxious every day. I can't check personal e-mail at work, so every day, the minute I get home I am checking to see if I have received any news.
On another note, I was watching one of my favorite shows last night. The show is Psych. They did a homage to Twin Peaks last night. While the show was funny as usual, I have to say that I probably missed more than half of the jokes because I never have seen Twin Peaks before. I had absolutely no background knowledge so instead of some of the things being funny, I just found them weird. I don't know why I felt like sharing that but I just did!
On another note, I was watching one of my favorite shows last night. The show is Psych. They did a homage to Twin Peaks last night. While the show was funny as usual, I have to say that I probably missed more than half of the jokes because I never have seen Twin Peaks before. I had absolutely no background knowledge so instead of some of the things being funny, I just found them weird. I don't know why I felt like sharing that but I just did!
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