My desktop is back home. Happy sigh. Still *rolls eyes* when my husband went to pick it up, turns out they hadn’t backed up the data from the fried hard drive. And I’m all, “What? If they didn’t back the data, what have they been doing with the computer all this time?” So the desktop came home and we have to wait, yet more time, for the data, which I continue to hope they can save.
Anyway, I was able to update my website and I can do all the things I needed to but could not on the old, slow Mac we were using in my desktop’s place. My laptop served me well through the difficulties thank goodness and now I can continue to share back and forth between my lappy and the desktop. Yay!
My poor, sweet husband had his first day back at work in a few weeks yesterday, got the computer, found it wasn’t backed like it was supposed to be, came home to a very frazzled wife who had HAD IT with the kids, one of whom was sick for part of the day and still dealt with putting all the programs back on the desktop. He rocks and I am very lucky.
I have no idea what to make for dinner tonight.
I know! I am so darned glamorous! I need to mop the kitchen floor. I HATE mopping. I want a scoomba to do it for me.
I opened up my laptop late last night and was not into writing. But I have this little rule and I must do it, at least for thirty minutes every day unless I’m on a vacation. Anyway, I ended up writing the beginning of Dangerous Beauty – Minx and Connor’s book instead of working on Threat of Darkness. I had to get it down because it had been taking over my brain yelling at me. So it’s down and hopefully I can finish up TOD now that I’ve given in a bit to my muse.
Oh and I finally read the interview with Nora Roberts in RWR. I don’t read RWR from cover to cover like a lot of people do. It’s not that compelling to me, I flip through it and find a few things I like and put it aside. It came before I left on vacation and so I hadn’t read the interview.
I love Nora Roberts. Why? Because she does not pull punches. I loved her advice, which was, in a nutshell, “work your ass off and keep doing it.” There was no, “my way is the only way and if you don’t do it my way you will never succeed.” There was no, “your books are evil/dirty/bad/wrong” It was just a woman talking about her own writing and her own path and I dig that. I like how she’s all, “do it and stop whining about why you can’t!”
She’s not selling magic beans (write a best selling romance in 30 days ring any bells?), she’s not calling on some magical process (unless the storytelling itself is magic, again, yeah!), she’s just saying, “It’s a job, the best job evar, stop bitching and get your butt in the seat”