Monday, September 24, 2007

Writer's Brainstorming Kit

I am looking for a book & card set. If anyone has this and is willing to sell to me, please contact me at marilacroix @ (no spaces). A friend had this and I fell in love with it, but it is like over $120 on Amazon. Ouch! The publisher doesn't have any of it to sell (Even though they have it up for sale on their site...hmmm).

Title: The Writer's Brainstorming Kit - Thinking in New Directions
Author Name: Pam McCutcheon & Michael Waite
ISBN Number: 0-9654371-4-0 / 9780965437141

It is a hardcover book with a deck of 50 cards.



Friday, September 21, 2007

Friday Giggles

Thursday, September 20, 2007

What can YOU do in two hours

Three weeks ago my youngest child started half-day preschool. After dropping him off I am home by 11:45 and dont have to leave the house to get him until 1:55. That's two hours and ten minutes. 130 minutes. I havent had time like this to myself on a regular basis since he was born nearly 5 years ago.

For the first two days I did nothing much - errands, grocery shopping. I think I was in shock and didnt know quite what to do with myself. Now I've learned that I can

1. Edit a 14,000 word book.
2. Write a chapter (or so, depending on how the story is going)
3. Outline a character
4. Talk uninterupted on the phone
5. Do three loads of laundry
6. Leisurely eat lunch while reading a book
7. Get research done at the library
8. Get a handle on my filing without someone coming in and stepping on the paper
9. Start a crockpot meal
10. Update my website.

And write a blog post or two :) I am still getting used to this time, but I can tell you... it has been WONDERFUL. I know as the weeks go by I will be able to get more and more accomplished during this time.

In 49 weeks he goes to full day kindergarten, his older brother will be in third grade and I will have 6 1/2 hours a day on my own.

But who's counting.

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Tuesday, September 11, 2007

911 Remembered

Thursday, September 6, 2007

What can I do now to avoid...

I'm not in the mood.
There's too much laundry/dishes/cleaning to do.
The kids need me.
My husband needs me.
I have to check my email.
There's a great rerun on.
Just one more cup of coffee.
Maybe I'm hungry.

Can you tell? I'm having one of those days when I don't want to deal with what is *really* on my to do list. I want to go back to bed, hide under the covers, and just not deal.

Except... I cant do that. Darn it. And I know when everything is done, I'll feel great. But for now. Maybe I can blog for a while and put things off for a little while longer.


I know.

Get to work.


If you insist.

Sure you dont want to stay here and chat with me for a while longer?

Alright, I'm going.


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Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Hollywood gone nuts!

I took the kids to school today and decided to stop at McDee's for my breakfast and then head on over to Walmart to get a chair mat for my new office. (You know, the clear mat you put on the floor so your chair rolls better.) I also picked up a few rag mags (People and InTouch...which I think are run by the same people as the same pictures are featured sometimes.) Anyway, I was shocked to find out Owen Wilson tried to commit suicide. What the hell? His brother found him bleeding on Aug 26th after he's slit his wrists. Dear Lord! Now, for some reason, he'd be the last person in Hollywood I would expect this type of behavior from. Was I shocked when Brian Keith shot himself years ago after being diagnosed with cancer? Not really. My dad was dying of cancer and I saw how it made the manly man deteriorate. So no, I wasn't surprised. I understood. But Owen Wilson?

Of course we all assume sex, drugs and alcohol is rampant in Hollywood. He probably did it all. If Lindsey Lohan is any example... It really makes me wonder where they dig up the "stars" of today. Lindsey is so far into a bottle, she can't swim her way out. It took Nicole Richie to get knocked up to friggin' eat.... And Paris Hilton...poor little rich girl... The whole lot of them should be bitch slapped. Seriously. And so does Owen, once he recovers from this. But will there be a next time?

Owen, Owen, Owen. Don't date those women in Hollywood, hon. They are no good. They will break your heart. Look at J. Lo and Ben...All that fuss years ago about them getting engaged and she turned around and married another man. Don't get me started on the Jen Aniston-Brad Pitt-Angelina Jolie mess. I still don't believe Jen is over Brad completely, and she never will. Hello, she loved him and had him stolen away...hard to recover from. Don't end up like that mess. Go somewhere non-Hollywood and meet a nice girl who can tame you and make you a good mate. Dude, you deserve better than some fickle Hollywood type.

Why do I care? My daughter loves ya! Okay, she'd 5 and you were the voice for McQueen in Cars, but that is beside the point.

Okay, now I can go back to my non-Hollywood gossipy life of a stay at home mom writing sex books for money. (And yes, the mat makes my chair roll much easier. It is the little joys in life that make it worth living.)

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