Thursday, July 31, 2008


I found some nuggets of inspiration and motivation today that helped me get past some problems I've had lately. Not so much story problems, but just staying focused long enough to get anything written.

And I wanted to post this older poem I wrote on my myspace page, because it's exactly how I've been feeling and felt today when I finally just sat here and worked.


The thoughts come,
though obscurely
and sometimes not at all.
Lying dormant
until some spark,
or something deeper--
some force driven by a need
to fill the small places
of my imagination--
bleeds onto the page
and the words flow
like water to parched lips.

Tuesday, July 29, 2008



Fuzzy Navel
J.A. Konrath

Jack is probably the scariest book in the Jack Daniels series so far.

Lieutenant Jacqueline "Jack" Daniels and her partner are covering the case of vigilante snipers who off sex offenders when Jack gets a call regarding the death of one of the most dangerous people she's ever arrested. She's beyond relieved, but her relief is short-lived when she finds out that Alex Kork is in fact alive and well and holding two of Jack's loved ones hostage in the home Jack shares with her mother.

As if that isn't bad enough, the snipers manage to trail Jack to her home and are just as determined to kill the cop and her family as Alex is.

Taking place over eight hours, the writing is fast-paced, the plot tight. The characters are as fresh as the first Jack Daniels mystery, the dialogue sharp and funny.

Konrath's blend of fear and humor is a perfect concoction. Highly recommended.

The series in order: Whiskey Sour, Bloody Mary, Rusty Nail, Dirty Martini and now Fuzzy Navel.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008


As if I need another distraction, the oldest got Guitar Hero III for his birthday. I've been playing and I've gotten as far as battling Slash on medium. It's hard, but I'll take him out sooner or later. Last night, I went to bed and when I closed my eyes, all I could see were the colored notes. I asked the oldest if he'd beaten the first boss on medium, and he said, "I haven't even gotten past the first song on medium." It's in my competitive nature to pass him. Plus, it totally feeds my inner rockstar. But, yeah, big distraction!

Saturday, July 05, 2008


I spent most of the time trying to get decent pictures instead of really enjoying the fireworks.

And what's up with this one? It reminds me of bubbles or music notes or, hmmm...