Okay, my friend and bestselling author wants me to finish the Wentworth Heiress book first. She loved all of them, but this one is nearly 40k words in and it's ready to finish. So that's what's next for me. Now to find the perfect cover...
Without my daughter and our weekly cake date, The Bachelor doesn't hold the same thrill for me, but I watch it still because we discuss it and I want to be educated. The same reason I will probably watch "The Mandalorian." My son is a huge "Guardians of the Galaxy" fan and he told me he'd use baby Groot as firewood to keep Baby Yoda warm, so I know there is some serious affection there.
Back to Peter. I wasn't a fan of Peter's. I was less a fan of Hannah Brown, but I thought the whole fantasy suite thing was gross. Too much kiss and tell. Bringing Hannah back to troll this season's contestants made me like both of them less. It's early in the season so I can't tell one contestant from the next. No one really stands out except the new Hannah -- who annoys me for some unknown reason. I generally watch with a book in my hand so I can't tell you if this season is worth watching. I can't really see Peter being the type to settle down even though he acts like his parents are what he aspires to. If he does propose, I'd predict he backs out before the wedding. Thoughts?
Onto #Sanditon, which is worth watching. This is an unfinished novel of Jane Austen's brought to life by the amazing BBC and Andrew Davies. There are lots of Austen-like qualities here, but it's much darker. The Darcy character Sydney is not likable. He takes proud to a darker, unlikable level. There's a creepy incenstuous-type of relationship in the background and certainly, more sex scenes than Austen was probably capable of thinking up. For example, the Darcy pond scene that was added to "Pride and Prejudice" has received an "upgrade" and Sydney comes out of the ocean buck naked. We are supposed to believe that our heroine Charlotte is not shocked by this to see her as a strong, contemporary woman. But on the good side...it's a costume drama. It has a lot of great lines and characters that you will recognize from earlier Austen works and it's got Kris Marshall, who always manages to bring a smile. (Sex god Colin in "Love Actually.") So I'm in.
This week when my son was here we checked out the beautiful community center in my neighborhood. It has an incredible gym with lots of classes and clubs to join. Seth suggested I join the "Hydro Hotties" which I assume is a swimming class. To be honest, I haven't checked out all the classes/clubs yet because I'd rather read and/or get my latest book finished. But when starting a new adventure, one actually has to make some extrovert moves.
So far, everyone I've met in my neighborhood is completely sweet and wonderful. My Starbucks is very friendly. My pedicure place is warm and inviting. I am really loving it here, but joining is not my thing. The churches here are also great. I've been with my friend Colleen and her daughter a few times and the one closest to me, twice. This weekend we're going to a local writers' group. So the world is essentially my oyster. But I'm still an introvert to the extreme, so this week -- after the conference and a few more chapters, I am going to take a class or join a club.
My hikes have become a little scary as there was a mountain lion on the trail where I take my dog. Then, I heard the coyotes howling close the other night and most recently, javelinas were seen. I didn't even know what that WAS. I had to Google it. It's a brand new world out there...
I've been saying I'm going to start self-publishing for...awhile now. The trouble is, without a contract, I don't have the outside push to finish a book. I know how to finish a book. I have finished 40 books and had them all published. But now? Now I must act alone and it requires organization, which is not my strong suit.
Luckily, I have surrounded myself with strong organizers. One of whom took me to task this morning. For now, she shall remain nameless but she asked me, "How many books do you have partially done?"
"Um, a lot."
"Why don't you finish one?"
"Because I don't know which one I want to finish. Which one my readers want to read."
Well, let's be honest, they're not reading any while I work on five half-finished books. So, my friend had me send her all my partially-finished books. I'm embarrassed to say how many I sent her -- but she is going to read them and organize me so that I finish something. Because no one is reading anything if I don't finish a book.
I also bought Martha's new book. Because she is Martha and I know she has no half-finished projects ANYWHERE. So maybe I can learn something late in life. One never knows. I have been organized at one time in life. I wrote forty books and raised four kids, so it's in there somewhere. It's just stifled at the moment.
If Martha can't bring it back, I know my organized friend can. I mean, I offer new writers this advice all the time, "JUST FINISH THE BOOK!"
I believe I have a few. One, I dance in grocery stores -- I mean, if you feel the music, you feel the music, am I right? My son taped me dancing in the grocery store and posted it to Snapchat with the caption, "Italian moms be like..."
My son sent me this yesterday. This is another one of my quirks. I love to argue for fun. Even when I'm completely wrong and I know it? I will be laughing and grinning, but I keep going. It makes my kids laugh, but they keep baiting me, so I go on. My dad and I are the worst at this. We're both bad. We know we're wrong, but we dig those heels in and try to add new "facts" until someone brings out Google. Then we let them know why Google is wrong on this particular subject we are professing to be experts in. Anyway, that meme makes me laugh because I would totally take the 25 cards and then play the martyr because "Google doesn't know."
Got a quirk?
I don't know about all authors, but the stars need to align properly for me to get started in the morning. My life has been pretty chaotic over the last few years and that's been my excuse for not writing. Real writers don't make excuses, but I couldn't get the rituals in place. The juju was bad and writing just didn't happen. But now...
No more excuses.
I have a desk. I have an office. I have a book I'm working on right now (two actually.) I have Starbucks in my system. My dog is snoring beneath me. I have my critique partner nagging me for words to edit (thank you Cheryl!) My webmaster/friend updated my website because I was "outdated." Imagine! And so, this is where the rubber meets the road. It is time to produce. I. Must. Adult.
I must live up to this website! www.KristinBillerbeck.com She's so fantastic if you need a website. I gave her no input and she just comes up with this greatness! Love her! And she's from Shakespeare's home so I feel like that adds to the good juju. https://www.elephantandherb.com/
Honestly though, my desk is disgusting. It needs more than a Mr. Clean sponge. It needs a completely new top and probably some bleach. But I can't think about that now. I'll think about that tomorrow. After all, tomorrow is another day. And yes, over Christmas, I watched "Gone with the Wind" -- and maybe a few Fred Astaire movies and "Casablanca." They just never get old for me. Setting the timer now, Chapter Two, here I come!