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Apart from the downsides that everyone is already well acquainted with, so I won’t even bother recapping, it was a good time, and I got to meet and hang out with lots of readers :whoo:

The Writeminded reader get together in my hotel room was fun. We’ll definitely have to do it again next year.

I got to visit/talk to lots of fun authors at RT. I won’t list them because invariably I’ll leave someone off that I don’t mean to, and let’s face it, my brain at a conference is just a mess.

I was in bed every night no later than midnight. Thursday, I had the worst migraine ever known to man and I actually went to bed at 7 that night. I had a breakfast scheduled the next morning with my Silhouette editor and the last thing I wanted to do is scare the ever loving shit out of her by looking like death warmed over.

So I took some good drugs and passed out until Jess and Joy came into my room before 11. I could hear them whispering OMG Maya’s asleep and then there was lots of “tee heeeing” and rustling around before they left again. :purplelaugh:

I’ll fully admit that I skipped all the parties because A. just so not my thing and B. so not my thing. I don’t do costumes, and yes, I know, going in costume is not requried but did I mention the parties are so not my thing?

I made one exception and went to Sasha, Sylvia’s and Vivi Anna’s party/hangout thing (because I think they’re cool) but then I spent most of it chatting with Shelley Bradley lol.

Once again, Marty adopted my whiny ass and made the conference a very bearable thing. What can I say. I’m a cave dweller. I’m intensely uncomfortable in large crowds and I’m completely inept in social situations.

And all the fun and good gossip usually happens in the smoking areas, so even if you aren’t a smoker, it’s a good place to hang out. I always ran into Dakota Cassidy outside and so we alternated petting and insulting each other. Hey, I did say all the fun happens in the smoking areas.

like a marathon runner! :passedout:

I’m in denial over a LOT of things right now and it’s totally a coping mechanism lol. Because if I embrace reality then the meltdown will commence. :kap:

I shopped yesterday. I hate shopping. Really, really hate it. But I did girly stuff like hair *sigh* and then went clothes and shoes shopping. I had to buy a larger suitcase because even with mailing two big ass boxes off for RT, I still have a crapload of stuff to bring. I don’t look forward to having to lug that damn suitcase all over the airport.

Oh God, I just said airport…. :faint:

I made a list yesterday in an effort to comfort myself (I love lists) because on paper, things always look more manageable. So now I have an order of events, oh for the next year or so. Never mind that it won’t go down like that. That’s not the point nor is it important. What’s important is getting through the present without a straight jacket and lots of drugs. :help:

As in not even checking email deep (gosh that sounds scary doesn’t it) I leave for RT a week from tomorrow and aside from all the packing, errand running, last minute junk I have to do for RT, I also will be writing 35k words between now and next Monday night.

I’ll be in complete and utter hibernation from 8am to 3pm. I have baseball and softball games and practices all week in the evenings so I’ll have to crawl into the land of the living for those occassions :beam:

I’m hoping to blog from RT and post some pics but that will depend on how conscious I am while in attendance :help:

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.

over at Writeminded! Hop over for your chance to win signed copies of my print backlist :weee:

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: