Archives for July 2013

Conference Thoughts

conferenceI’m on vacation this week because, when I was planning my time off, I thought I would be going to the Romance Writer’s Association 2013 annual conference in Atlanta (July 17-20).

But I’m not going.

I’ve been trying to decide how I feel about that.  I’ve decided I feel ambivalent.

A part of me is sad I’m not there.  This conference is a big huge deal for romance writers, and it’s freaking awesome if you are a romance fan-girl like me.  Plus, it would have given me a chance to see people I met in 2011, and to meet new people.  I’d be able to talk to people I interact with all the time on Facebook and Twitter, and I really, really wish I was there with them.  Who knows when I’ll have a chance to see them in person again?

Lazy Life

BIG wave

My friends, it is about a billion degrees here at the Palatial Horvath Estate, which makes me think of the seashore. When I was in first grade (or so), I drew the picture above. It is, as you can see a very BIG and SKINNY wave towering over the shore. I’m not exactly sure what’s going on there – but it looks like we were vacationing in New Jersey during a typhoon. Not pictured (because my scanner’s not big enough), is a small person on the extreme right who is frantically waving her arms in distress.

Why Everyone Should Be An English Major

PileOBooksAs I discovered a few years ago, deciding to get your undergraduate degree in English – especially when you are a student of non-traditional age – is an open invitation for confusion and ridicule.

Nobody ever questioned me when I was a marketing major or a business management major or an accounting major or a computer science major (I had a lot of majors), but when I finally committed to being an English major, people looked at me askance. Potential employers reviewed my resume and demanded explanations for my strange path. My friends tut-tutted. My parents stared at each other in horror. Why? everyone asked. Why in the world would you get an English degree? What are you going to DO with it?

It’s Hard

WritingNow that I’ve dedicated myself to writing again and am trying to pursue it with intensity, I am reminded of one important fact.

It’s hard.

Not the writing itself (although sometimes it can feel like you’re chiseling granite with a dental pic). No, what’s hard is sitting down to write, and then actually writing.

That sounds stupid, I know. After all, if you love to do something, why should it be hard to make yourself do it? If you know the act itself is going to give you pleasure and fulfillment, why is it a problem?

Always Connected

connectmeThanks to the unexpected and brutal death of my main computer, I find myself the proud owner of a spanking new laptop.  Don’t worry – I didn’t lose any files.  Back up, people!  Back up!  STOP WHAT YOU’RE DOING AND BACK UP YOUR FILES NOW!

Erm, sorry.  Anyway, because I have a new computer for the first time in four years, I’ve been introduced to the wacky and wonderful world of Windows 8.  This post will not be about Windows 8, but let me just say that Windows 8 makes me nostalgic for Vista, and I didn’t think that was possible.

Another Chance

hello, blogosphereOh, Blogosphere, I’m so happy to see you!  It’s been so long!  *tries to throw arms around Blogosphere*  “Blogosphere turns away*

Hey, you paid your web hosting invoice.  Why shouldn’t I be here?  *shrug*

*Betsy steps back uncertainly*  Well, yes…but aren’t you happy to see me at all?

Look, I don’t know why you wanted to have a chat.  There ain’t nothing to stop you from connecting whenever you want to.  I guess these last couple of months you just didn’t want to. *shrug*

No!  No, I wanted to, really I did, but I was going through this whole crisis and–