Author: Maya

Still battling the post root canal blues :violin: I’m taking antibiotics because I’m sure the stupid tooth is infected hence the agonizing pain.

Middle son’s birthday was yesterday and we’re celebrating the entire weekend. He’s out picking out his new bike right now and then we’re making his favorite cake followed by a barbeque.

We’re also celebrating my three book deal with Silhouette Desire because this is dream sequence stuff. Selling to Harl/Sil was at the tippy top of my career “to do” list as in something I didn’t expect to achieve for a few more years. That I’ve done it NOW is more than a little overwhelming. I’ve floated since receiving the news on Thursday. I’m not sure what could possibly top this but I’m certainly willing to find out :lol2:

That’s a word to describe me for the month of April. I am swamped with stuff that everyone wants right now, stuff that needs to be done yesterday, and OMG I was struck by the realization that RT is just two weeks away and OMG Im so not ready. :passedout:

I have so much to do that for once I’m not breaking out my much loved list. Making a list right now would send me right over the edge.

In the meantime, I’m going to continue on in denial…

Been awhile I guess. I’m trying to get a bunch of the little crap finished and out of my hair because I have to settle in to finish Sweet Persuasion (Damon!) Every time I think I can catch a breather, I get slammed by a dozen “to do now” things.

I’m looking forward to JUST writing for a little while.

Opening ceremonies for little league is tomorrow and both my daughter and son have games afterward. So tomorrow will be spent at the ballpark. Sunday I think I’m going to shut myself in my office so I can scribble down all the little notes running around my head.

Ohhh and I went book shopping yesterday, as in a real brick and mortar store. I can’t even tell you the last time I did that. Most of my purchases for the last year have been ebooks with the occassional Amazon order thrown in. I was stalking Sharon Sala’s new release, though, and simply could not wait to get it in ebook or from Amazon. I love her. LOVE her.

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The Writeminded girls will be at Writers Space tonight at 9pm EST for our monthly chat. Hope you’ll pop by to say hello!

This morning was spent shampooing the carpets in order to get my brain off the impending visit from the air conditioning guy. I’m biting my nails over whether or not we have to replace the entire unit or just repair it. But hey, at least I have shiny carpet, right?

I also did about 20 loads of laundry and folded them. Good lord where does it all come from?

I’ve also spent a lot of time whining over my current work in progress because I’m at the hate part of the love/hate process where I hate every single word. I hate the heroine. I hate the hero. I hate that they’re breathing. They’re annoying and ungrateful. I’m sorely tempted to trash the entire story and start over.

It’s a gorgeous day here, though, and hubby and I are off to go peruse the meat counter in search of the perfect steak to grill later this afternoon :chowtime:

Last night I went ahead and booked our flights for our summer vacation while they were still reasonably priced. I don’t know why, but booking flights always panics me. On the other hand, I’m really, really looking forward to an entire week on the Oregon coast.

So of course after paying for five tickets, SOMETHING must go wrong.

Like our air conditioning acting quirky (it’s flipping HOT here) and my washing machine not spinning worth a shit.

Air guy is coming out Monday and I imagine a shopping trip to Lowes is in our near future…

Man I can’t wait for vacation :weee:

the other day. Scary I know. I’ve never liked first person stories. I’ve never really dwelled on WHY. Not even sure I knew why. Until now. I just know that I have an immediate reaction when I open a book and it’s in first person. That reaction is usually to promptly shut the book and go on to something else… Yeah, I know, I’m probably about to get beat up :oops:

I have friends who write in first person and God knows I love them. Just not their first person books :dunno: (I can feel Amy plotting to kill me as she plots her first person book) :hug:

So anyway, I think I finally realized why the first person books just don’t do it for me.

I read romances for the hero. And let’s face it. Most romances in first person are from the heroine’s perspective. See, I don’t want to get up close and cozy with the heroine. I don’t want to see the world from just her eyes. Don’t get me wrong, I want to like the heroine, but it’s important (very important) for me to see HER from the hero’s perspective. I want to know how he sees her, how he falls in love with her, how he reacts to her.

And I dunno, I think, too, that when *I* read a first person accounting, I feel like I’m being *told* a story rather than experiencing it. And I want to live it :weee:

So that’s my oddball self examination for the day :headscratch:

you just know you shouldn’t get up as soon as you open your eyes. Today was one of those days. Unfortunately, I have kids to get up and ready for school so lying there with a pillow shoved over my face wasn’t an option.

I’m currently huddled in my comfy chair freezing to death because I’m pretty sure I have a fever (and a headache from hell) and I’m avoiding my “to do” list because damn it’s long and my eyes cross when I think about it.

I think I’ll go write my heroine beating someone up to make me feel better.

:sumo:

of making idle threats by Linda Winfree.

Just so you know, it was not a threat. It was a simple statement of fact. I WILL hurt you if you do not comply. :shinkick:

Sincerely,

Maya Banks