Thursday, May 26, 2011

Stop Looking and Start Writing

I'm 2 weeks into my deadline for my book and I haven't actually written anything yet.  I've been prepping.  Mental prepping.  Baby steps.

I went to buy a flash drive today to keep a copy of my book on, so that I can carry it with me and stroke it lovingly all day long when I'm at my paying job.  I couldn't find one that I liked.  Wrong design, wrong color.  So I didn't buy one.  And without my flash drive, I can't start writing, because what am I supposed to back up all my hard work on?  What if I write, oh, 200 words or so, and my laptop explodes?  Or what if I spill Pepsi all over it, or it accidentally falls behind the rear tire of my Trailblazer and I back over it?

It was at that point, standing in my friendly neighborhood Rite Aid, that I decided to admit I've been procrastinating a tad bit on this whole writing thing, and that I need to take action.  So I will.


On another front, I know you are going to ask, so suffice it to say that things are chugging on along with LB.  You know what I hate about dating?  I'll tell you what I hate about dating.  I've been seeing this guy for, oh, 2 months or so.  Two months.  That's like 60 days.  So now I'm getting that "look" from all my married friends.  You know, that "drop-the-chin-wiggle-the-eyebrows-knowing-little-smile look," with the cursory remark, "So, how's LB?" in that classic Nellie Oleson smarmy tone.  That look that says, "Have you decided who's house you're going to live in yet?  Picked out your towels?  Registered at Macy's?"  That's what I friggin' hate about dating.  Funny, my single friends aren't giving me that look.  The majority of my single friends are giving me the "why-are-you-only-dating-one-at-a-time" eye-roll and moving on to more interesting topics, namely what's for dinner and what kind of perfume samples they scored recently.  You know, important stuff.

And yes, my blog has morphed into a sounding board for how hard it is to write a book, and my love life.  Enjoy.



  1. I have been WAITING for EONS for a post from you!! 'Bout dern time!!


  2. The reason you are getting the "eye-rolling" is because most women with two failed marriages under their belt try and figure out WHO THEY ARE before jumping into yet another relationship. What a great example for your children of insecurity, or arrogance, take your pick. Poor Luke! Does he have any idea? Of course, I could be wrong and you could give Grace Metalious a run for her money.

  3. I don't know who Luke is, or who Grace Metalious is. Sorry. And I freely admit, I am incredibly arrogant. But what I am NOT is a coward who posts anonymous ramblings. Grow some balls.

  4. It sounds to me like our ancient castrated friend is jealous as hell of LB. Or just plain pissed that you've finally found freedom and happiness. Either way, our ACF is clearly suffering in a pit of loneliness and pathetic desperation. Stalking your blog in his perceived anonymity... Attempting to project his own insecurities on you...
    Trying to shame you by exploiting your children...

    It really doesn't get much lower than that. Some one should give him a hand-up, but not me. I can't abide touching slimy things. Apparently neither can anyone else, which is why he's here, reading your blog, wishing he hadn't been so careless with treasures that were once his.


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