Brain hurts. Must Write.

This junk in the Texas air is making my brain hurt. Like crazy. It hurts to read. It hurts to look at the computer screen. Heck. It hurts to think.

I want to write. BAD. Instead I'm contemplating drilling a hole in the middle of my head to relieve the pressure.

Done complaining. Promise.

My main reason for this post is because I am trying to find my inner 13 year old boy so that I can bottle him up and use his lingo to get me through writing the rest of Post-It Bandits. I want my writing to be true to a 13 year old boy, but don't want it to be stereo typical or total tween-talk. I hang out with 9-10 every day, so I have first hand access to their langauge, but it's not every day that I hang out with a 13 year old.

That would be oogie if I did. Unless I was their teacher. Then it'd be a different story. Point being, if you are one of those oogie people that hang out with 13 year old boys, or if you teach them or are a parent to them, I need your help. Maybe you used to be a 13 year old boy. Ladies, please refrain from using this as an opportunity to come forth with your past as a man. I don't want to know.

Tell me some of those ticks that they have, how they treat adults, phrases they use all the time, how they spend their spare time (that's not so stereo-typical), and anything else that you can help me out with.

I'm scheduled to go hang out in a 7th grade classroom in the upcoming weeks AND. Cannot. Wait. It is going to be the best thing ever. I Hated middle school. Quite possibly more than high school, which I hated with a passion. I almost feel like giving the students an obligatory messages of:

Middle School Does Not Last Forever.
Sitting At the Cool Table is Not Going to Mean ANYTHING in Ten Years.
Just Because You're An Ugly Duckling Now, Does Not Mean You Will Be Later In Life.
(and the opposite) To Mr. Hotshot: You Will Be Bald and Fat At Your Ten Year HS Reunion.

Anyway, if you have any brilliant nuances of a teenage boy, please enlighten me. I found out the other day that a 13 yo wouldn't say: No biggie.

So any help would be greatly appreciated! Happy Hump Day!

Best. Post. Ever.

Kristen, my other half, has interviewed me. Yes, you read that correctly. I have been interviewed. My very first interview.

*hushes screaming fans*

You all are going to have to calm down.

*taps foot and sighs*

Okay, okay, people. This is getting ridiculous. Your excitement for this awesomely amazing interview is absurd and I demand you all to get a grip on yourselves.

Thank you.

Basically, I want you to know up front that I heart Kristen, but you also need to be aware that she likes to make stuff up. She's a compulsive liar who eats at least 10 cupcakes a day, so my answers may or may not be entirely true.

There's also the slight possibility that I suck at being interviewed. But not likely. I'm not usually the one with the problem. Everyone else is the problem. Not me.

If you've made it through this ridiculously long and drawn out, pointless post, then I applaud you and reward you with...

Drumroll please...

My Very First Interview.

First Page Blogfest

Kelly Lyman is hosting the First Page Blogfest! If you haven't signed up already, go...NOW! :)

This is my new first page from the after picture of the reconstructive surgery that my MS is in the process of getting. The MS even has a new name! The lovely ChristaCarol came up with it and I liked it a lot, plus I was needing a more creative title. The new title is Chance and here is the first page from the chapter titled Dead On:

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The chimes of a door trilled in warning, but it was too late. By the time I looked up I’d already crashed into her. The last thing I saw before getting sucked in was the plastic sack tumbling out of her arms. My heart jumped and the world turned black as the image hit. There was no way to escape the unwanted vision from assaulting my mind.

She was tied up and gagged in a filthy room with grime caked on the walls. A man, wearing all black and a creepy rubber mask, stepped out from the shadows. The girl squirmed and squealed, with her black mascara streaking down her cheeks. Each boot made a loud distinct click on the concrete as he advanced on her. She thrashed around, frantically trying to get out of the rope shackles that clung to her.

Behind his back, gloved hands revealed a wire, taut and ready to be used. She panicked and flailed on the bed. The man moved closer with a low disturbing laugh. With one fluid movement he closed the gap between them, removed the gag, and twisted the rope around her neck. In no time at all, her screaming became gargled and her eyes bulged as she gasped for air. In her last futile attempt to stay alive, she jerked her body back and forth before turning limp; bloodshot eyes – wide, lips – blue.

The vision fizzled and I sucked in my breath, and tried to open my eyes, but couldn’t. The whole world was black and I couldn’t pull myself out and back to reality. My throat was tight, and I couldn’t get enough air to save my life. In the background, I could hear the distant wails of sirens and voices containing the urgency of the situation.

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That's all folks! And come to think of it, this is the scene that I planned on posting for Anne Riley's Murder Scene Blogfest. Hmmm. Would that be cheating? Hope you enjoyed! :)

CC Was Feeling Neglected

Since I've been taking my blog-cation, I've been neglecting dear blog. I hope to be back soon, but writing is my focus right now.

Anyway, I just stopped by to say that ChristaCarol is having The Greatest Blog Contest EVAR! She is giving away lots of fantabulous books, so stop by and become a follower if you aren't already. Because she's awesome and she's the first person I blog stalked and even followed to writer's workshop.

Basically, I owe her this. And last night, we were sitting at IHOP after a very succesful read at workshop and she looked rejected that I hadn't stopped by her blog. So, I promised her I'd do this instead of teach today.

As you can see, that didn't happen, but better late than never, right?

Also TinaLynn at Sweet Niblets is holding A Novel In Six Months. It started today...but no fear, you still have time to join. I wrote 1,715 words today. Because I'm an over achiever and the 500 words came so easily. But in a way I think I might be screwing myself because what if my muse does not show up tomorrow? Then what??

And Kelly Lyman is hosting a Blogfest tomorrow, post your first page. A looooooooong time ago I posted my first chapter. Well that along with 5,000 other words have been cut from the original novel, because, well, it sucked. So stop by to see the sparkling, new version of page 1. :)

Build Your Own Book Boyfriend

THE HIGHLY ANTICIPATED POST OF THE MONTH - EPIC! (More so because I FINALLY did it!

Jen at Unedited passed this on to me - uh - a while ago. And I've been researching that entire time. Yes! That's why it has taken me so long. Mmmhmmm...

From the Gutter Girls: We all have our favourite book boyfriends and now you have the chance to create one just for yourself and your fantasies! How do you play? Fill out the quiz bellow, post a picture of sexy man and tag five (5) other book addicts to do the same. Don't forget to pop to their blogs as let them know they have been tagged! Once tagged... you have do do the same, grab the button, answer the questions, and keep it rolling! But don't forget the picture of the sexy man! It doesn't have to match your fantasy man, just a little eye candy for the rest of us... heheheee!


1- Hair color and style – Dark hair of any kind. There can be minimal hair – or the bouffant. Whatever works…I have no major preferences.

2 - Eye color and facial features – Green/Blue anything light colored. I have a fascination with those light eyes I can fall into... Love strong jaw lines and chiseled face. Look at these *wipes drool*

3 - Height and body type – Tall and built – not too muscular – not too lean. Hmmm…how about one of these:

4 - Visible age – Okay, so it kind of freaks me out when they look to young, so I’m going with the 5 year rule, plus or minus: 25-33ish would work. But in the case of certain individuals that do not fit in that age range, I will not discrimate…Just sayin’

5 - Human or other – Human. I don’t know why but other makes me think of aliens. Well, he has to be at least partially human. That’d be preferable. For sure…
6 - Paranormal skills – Ya know, I’m thinking it would be great for him to have that crazy paranormal skill of picking up after himself. Nah- that’s probably too far fetched. So, how about he just reads my mind – but only when I want him to…
7 - Interests – I’m thinking he needs to have some Twilight Edward interests. You know, like be well versed in literature, music, art. And of course I should be his number one interest.

8 - Habitat – I’m pretty fond of Earth. But I’m pretty flexible with things like this. If he wants to live somewhere un-earthly, then I’m sure I could manage.

9 - Special skills – Hmmm…the ability to keep me happy at all times. That would be great. Always say the right thing. Look good at all times (wouldn’t be hard to do for these gents…) and OH! He should cook for me! Yes!!! That’s it!

Wow. That was great fun. I should do this more often.

Now to the five blogs to pass it on to. Since I've been Blogger Neglectful recently, I don't know who has and hasn't already done this, and there's probably been tons of you! So, I will pass it on to the 2 that I know haven't done it and then anyone else who wants to hotty search, then take this and run with it. :)

Kristen - Take It As It Comes

ChristaCarol- Shine On

Impromptu Hiatus

Guys! My muse is back!!

*does a little dance*

Hence the blog hiatus. I opened up my GoogleReader and saw there were 342 new blog posts. *Gulp* I think I'll peruse. Do a little stalking. Not a whole lot of commenting. I apologize in advance, but I can't deny the muse. She was missing for so long.

I've been writing like a mad woman, trying to prepare for the DFW Writer's Conference in 2 weeks.I have done total body liposuction and reconstructive surgery on my baby with a ridiculous amount of help from the most awesome critter ever: Kristen Yard. She's a genius. And her writing is amazing. You must check her out if you haven't already.

The changes are hard to swallow at first. And I still struggle with the fixing the scenes that are affected, but it is worth it in the end. I want my MS to be as sparkly as Edward in the sunlight. :)

Speaking of Edward. I still have not posted my Build-Your-Own Book Boyfriend. This will be the most epic post considering I've been searching for a week for the hottest men on this planet.

Bring a napkin to wipe the drool from your mouth.

Even though I've been MIA from the blog scene, I can't seem to stay away from Twitter. I'm officially Twitterdicted. Thankyouverymuch ChristaCarol. So, if you don't see me hanging around here, I'm definitely allowing my ADD to take over on that.

Don't forget: Epic Boook Boyfriend post. This weekend. For real. Here's a teaser for you to prepare yourself:

Useless

I've been a fairly useless blogger recently. Sorry bout that. It is for good reasons! I'm no longer whining and crying over the fact that the Word document is blank. There are words again!! So, I've been focusing on that and I have to say I am pretty pleased with the transformation taking place in both of my WIPs.

Kristen, my awesome-I-think-we-were-separated-at-birth critter, sent me this GREAT video. I love me some Twilight, but I died from terrible fits of laughter watching this video. You should enjoy it! (Buffy meets Edward!)

Also, keeps your eyes peeled for my perfect book boyfriend. Jen at Unedited tagged me to play along, and well, I have never been so excited about building my perfect guy!! :)

Happy Friday!