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Thursday, August 20, 2009

Oh yeah... and school started!

Seriously--in the middle of all this writing stuff, I've got to TEACH? And what about the kids? They seem to need CLOTHES? And we've got SOCCER GAMES? Doesn't the world know I need a day to just let my head spin and bask?

*sigh* Apparently, basking is not in the itinerary. Neither is exercising--I not only miss my water aerobics, I miss my walks! I'm DEFINITELY going to have to get back on THAT wagon!

And as for visiting blogs? WWWWWWAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! I miss you guys--but I have to say, all those congrats in the comments were extraordinarily cool. I've said it before--me has the bestest fans in all of explored space. Thank you--it means a lot to me! (Uhm, you all know I'm writing m/m erotic romance for this gig, right? Just, you know, in case I wasn't specific... I mean, my grandma said "Good for you!" but not everybody is grandma.)

I finished the last three uber-shorts and sent them in--I'm hoping they're okay. Once the contract was signed I was like, "Wow. you guys are just going to TRUST me not to fuck up the last half of this story? Well... if you say so!" I'm thinking it's not so fucked up, but I'm sure they won't hesitate to tell me!

And now, for something completely different--and, in fact, something that really flipped my switch!

fawatson (as she is known in the comments) actually wrote me a story. I was SO pleased--and the story is HILARIOUS. If you all remember the blog entry titled 'Fucking Rat'? Well, I made a brief mention of the time Jasmine the Rat passed away. It was two weeks before Cave Troll was born--and my last day of work. It was Halloween. Chicken (then nine years old) had a costume and everything all picked out, and she was so excited--she was going to go across the street to participate in the church activities etc., and instead, she found Jasmine, still alive but not long for this world. Mate and I were at a loss--we got a heating pad (there had been a temperature drop the night before) and put Jasmine on it and pumped her little chest until she just gave up the little rat ghost. And I (exhausted, pregnant, constipated, pregnant, and exhausted) cried with Chicken for about four hours. Bad story, right?

Well, Florence (fawatson:-) had a MUCH better story in mind!

Read it and enjoy, folks--I know I did!

7 comments:

Rachel Cotterill said...

My mum is sending my latest torture-and-murder-filled novel chapter-by-chapter to my grandparents. The sex doesn't start until book 2 though...

Louiz said...

That's a fantastic story. I'd like to see more:)

Donna Lee said...

That was a wonderful (and tear inducing) story!

And m/m fiction doesn't have to be my cup of tea for me to tell (after reading some of course)that you are a wonderful writer. Your characters are so alive on the page and so real. That's one of the hardest things to do, make a character come to life and not to lie dead on the page.

And my verification word? Stifi. One of my husband's favorite words....

Roxie said...

M/M erotic romance? Good for you, dear! You seem to have quite the - touch - for it. And hooray again for getting published!!

The short story is wuunnnerful! I couldn't comment on Live Journal, since I'm not a user, so would you pass on my congratulations? And one suggestion - Drop the first paragraph. Starting with her dropping her wings is a real hook.

Galad said...

I knew there were fairy godmothers. Great story!

DecRaink said...

Actually I kinda figured it was m/m . . . . so, when and where can we find these newly published stories? :0)

fawatson said...

The publisher will be dead impressed you finished the rest of the stories so quickly. Well done!

Thanks to everyone for your kind comments about my story - and for the editing suggestion. I won't bother to change it on my LJ but my master copy now starts with the para about the wings.