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Jul
30
2005

I didn’t get one bit of writing done yesterday. Or, rather, I didn’t work on Dark Justice nor did I do any editing. Instead, I sat in front of my TV starting at 7 and watched Firefly through Battlestar Galactica. Four hours of fun, well made shows with really gorgeous people (Oh that Mal, I’m fairly sure I’m actually married to Mal). The husband unit and I actually had popcorn and hung out, uninterrupted by children waking up for Battlestar Galactica!

I need to get back to work today though. Gotta finish my stuff to do my author page at FAR, gotta update my website (and keep an eye out, my clever web designer is really putting something fabulous together, I can’t wait to put it up!).

It’s hot and my kids are all cranky.

I read some books, most of them were nothing I’d talk about here. But one stands out, Richard Paul Russo’s, Carlucci. I must gush over this book. It’s how I wish I could write. Amazing stuff. Someone must have bought Triad at Amazon because I’m ranked now. Ranked inthe depths of hell, but still, darn! I sold a book (hopefully more than one) at Amazon, how freaking cool is that?

Next – uh, hey Congress? Let me get this straight, Grand Theft Auto, a video game where men beat women up and prostitute them is fine, but have a super secret sex hack in it and suddenly it’s time to have an investigation and hearings? Come on! There’s nothing more important you could be doing right now? And is sex so awful that it’s worse than assault? Where are our priorities? (and I don’t think violent video games are bad, btw, I just actually parent my children and make sure they aren’t exposed to things that I think they’re too young to understand, far better and more effective than a rating on the outside of the box)

One comment to “Yadda Yadda Yadda, Blah Blah Blah”

  1. Mechele Armstrong
    July 31st, 2005 at 11:47 am · Link

    Can’t wait to see what is in store for the website. And congrats on selling books at Amazon! High five.

    I didn’t do squat yesterday for writing. Must be that kind of weekend.