Sunny

Today, it was sunny outside and about 61 degrees. That's the best weather we've had in my area in a while. So, thankful, I grabbed my reading, repeated twice that Faulkner is a good writer that I should respect, and went outside to worship the sun -- my secret god. (Note: If it can keep me warm, it's my new best friend.)

Okay, so, guilty, I didn't actually get any more writing done today. My life is being turned into a chew toy by Arcadia and so my life has, in turn, decided to beat the living hell out of my writing schedule.

But, for today, I read in the sun and enjoy the weather.

Comments are whack

Okay, I don't know what I expected when I opened this...
but this was so much better than that!

I just have to share this with someone

I won't tell you which I saw

Critters

Today, I passed a copy of my latest chapter to two of my beta readers. The notes I received: "Cool" and "you need better handwriting." (Yes, I hand write first copies).

I was a little disappointed, because I was hoping for more constructive advice (Do I really want to keep that paragraph? Was that funny? Does that make sense?) While criticism isn't my best friend, but at this moment a little bit would be useful.

So, I guess what I'm asking is if anyone has any advice on how to set up a critique group. I'd really like to have people to turn to for writing criticism and advice.

Coolest Thing Ever

Okay, while I was in Orlando, I did the coolest thing I have ever done in my life so far. (This either means that I'm young, that my life is boring, or that this really was as cool as I think it was. So far, no consensus.) I say so far in the optimistic hope that I'll do other things equally or more amazing, but it was astounding.

Look at this image.

Okay, see that couch -- yes, the one behind/under John Lennon. They have that couch in the room in the Lennon room at the Hard Rock Cafe in Orlando. I got to sit on it during the tour.

Yes, some might not think this is cool, but I think people who think that are wrong. To quote Joey, our tour guide, "If you don't know who John Lennon is, not only should you be shot, but you probably think it's not as cool." Yeah, it's that cool.

Disappearing Act

So, I sort of fell off the face of the blogosphere this past week. I went down to Orlando with friends (Dear God, I'd almost forgotten what 78° and sunny feels like. It's almost enough to turn me into a heliolator -- sun-worshiper.) It was amazing, and I have learned to love the roller coaster, not formerly a close friend. My buds are all very pleased.

Now, the revelation (aside from the fact that the coasters have ruined me for anything tame :-[ ). Well, I frequently bemoan, when bored, that the cyber-world is leaving me nothing being posted anywhere to read. Well, after being gone for about 5 days, there's a seemingly never-ending supply of blog posts. YAY! Remember everyone: When the gods wish to punish us, they answer our prayers.

Sure, I basically got no writing done at all while I was away -- and I was with my betas so no reading got done -- but it was a great week.

Beware the Ides of March

Well, somone had to say it. So, in case you don't know any Latin nerds, just a warning:
Beware the Ides of March.