I’m off to mail myself several documents in progress and pray to the IT gods all goes well.  What do you offer to an IT god?  Libations of Mt. Dew?

I’m also going to see Harry Potter on Wednesday.  I think I’ve officially either become super brave or lost my ever loving mind.  You decide.

Sun and Moon (I’m still not fond of that title, really) is off to my crit group, and after another round of edits I will send it in to eXtasy.  I’m so. very. happy. to be done with that story.  I like it, it’s got some naughty parts and some nice parts and it is a sweet little love story for a hot afternoon.  This story taught me the value of planning.  I am NOT a pantser.  I cannot sit down and let the words flow and see what happens.  I need a plot, a beginning middle and end.  If I don’t have that at the start, my story will fizzle and die about six thousand words in.  Every time.  It’s a rule.

Knowing that, I’m trying to stave off the next crash and burn with some preliminary work.  I think the next project will be a Jason Bell story, while I still work on edits for Waking Kiara.  I’m thinking of setting it in the future, with Jen’s granddaughter finding the old manuscripts in the attic or something.  Jason Bell is a dreamy guy, after all, in any decade.

I’m about to embark on a road trip with my family, so between that and wordpress upgrades, I fear for my sanity.  Hold me.

I wish I could tell you why I am reenergized toward writing again. I wish I could tell you why I lost it. I mean, I certainly have blogged about various reasons. And blogged each time the rush, the strong urge to put a story down came back, and when it disappeared again. But I have no ability to tell you why. If I could, I’d have written twice as much by now. At least.

But it’s here and I’m not going to say no. I want to write, I want to publish little stories online and maybe bigger ones, elsewhere. Or maybe not. I try not to stress the details when the muse hits me with his 2X4 of doooom.

You must write dooooom with multiple ohs.

I was proud of what I was doing, then I wasn’t, all at once like a switch flipped. And now I am again, and comfortable with my choices, even the one to step away. Next time, I’ll be more clear with myself about such things.

In other news, I got on the exercise bike again. It hurts, after my illness last October I can’t do much of anything for long. I also can’t breathe anymore, courtesy of that same illness. But hey, that’s what inhalants are for, right?

tee hee, I take inhalants. I feel like a thirteen year old with a can of whipped cream. With the spacer thingy for my inhaler, I feel exactly like I’m smoking a bong. I never have smoked a bong, but that is how I imagine it.

The website is not finished yet, but feel free to stop by and add your suggestions/comments. And please leave me some links guys! I want to add a links page for all my talented internet writer buddies!

The template I’m using is so incredibly user friendly, and designed specifically to create a website using wordpress.  Wordpress’s new dashboard (well, new to me) is awesome as well, very handy and things I had to do in code are now options I can just click or unclick.  Hopefully this will go pretty quickly, and give me the opportunity to spiff things up a bit.

Please comment here if you want me to link to you, all my links have disappeared into intertube history.  I’m not sure if I’m going to do a links page or a sidebar or what yet, but please please please leave me your website here, all you awesome authors!