Posting this picture just because I think it’s funny. Makes my kids laugh, too. We all need a smile sometimes.
We had a nice holiday together but I was more than ready to jump back into writing work today. Or I would have been. For some reason, I didn’t sleep last night. At all. It was one of those nights where I really wanted to sleep so I could have a sharp brain for today for writing-but because I really wanted it, my brain decided to mess with me.
I found myself watching Showgirls in the middle of the night. OMG, WHY????? The movie is truly terrible. But I was too tired to find something else but not tired enough to sleep. Wasn’t too tired to blush. How sad is it I have a teenager and still blush?? And alone? <G>
So today, I worked on some things the house needed. And I read. And read. I should have slept but my youngest came home sick from school. What did I read?
I started Hunting Ground by Patricia Briggs over the holiday weekend but set it aside to do a full-fledged race of critiquing for my critique partner, Rachel Vincent, who had a deadline of um, Tuesday. I can say nothing about her book but I will admit to a bit of sadness over it being the last Shifters book we get to argue over. LOL! Yes, we do argue about scenes and it’s soooooo fun! At some point, we may decide to share some of our late night conversation yesterday, which was hilarious when we realized I was upset with the ending because I didn’t have the REAL ending. Yeah, that really messes with all that necessary closure stuff.
But I picked up Briggs’ book and couldn’t put it back down. I LOVE this world she’s created. Just love it. I look forward to each of her books with the giddy excitement of a toddler spotting a cookie.
I’ve decided I want to be Patricia Briggs when I grow up. My CP, my agent and a few others who’ve read my work tell me it’s good. I hope so. Man, I love creating the new situations and characters–love digging into the stories. But it’s hard to judge your own ability to tell a compelling story.
So, I pick up a Briggs’ book and hope some of her magic seeps into me while I get lost in her worlds. She never fails to pull me out of mine, no matter how difficult my situation may be.
Wanna hear one of my off the wall fantasies? My book, on the shelf in the bookstore with a nice, shiny quote from this writer on it. Now that, my friends, would rock. 🙂