We're back from vacation, where I blatantly broke the cardinal rule for writers, which is, "take a notebook everywhere you go." I had some ideas that I thought were funny, but can't remember them now. I guess I'll just wing it.
I worked up a good bit of anger and resentment just before we left for Disney when I found out that my short story, Sharpest Knife in the Block did not win the contest I had entered it in. I thought it was a lock! Of course, that's how I feel about everything I produce. Maybe I'll let you people read and critique it. It's different than anything I've released to the public so far. A departure, if you will. Experimental. I had fun writing it during the Beach Torture Event, so it lives close to my heart. Also, that might explain why it has a little bit of a bitter edge to it.
There was a recall on Aqua Dots while we were gone. That makes me feel really good, as we gave out Aqua Dots as birthday gifts to a couple of kids recently. "Happy birthday, little girl! Here is a package of poison dots for you to play with." They are only bad for you if you eat them, which isn't really the main purpose of the Aqua Dots in the first place. I guess the people who developed these things have never been around little kids, because I've seen kids for whom putting non-edible things in their mouths was a complete obsession. If they don't want kids to put toys in their mouths, then all toys should be made of Brussels sprouts and vitamins.
The end of November is quickly approaching, with a birthday party to throw, friends visiting, Thanksgiving to enjoy, etc. Should be a busy few weeks coming up. Haven't I been saying that since July?
I'm committed to really decorating the house for Christmas. I'm only telling you that because that will make it harder for me to back out.
And now my sentences are getting shorter. That's a sign that I have a bunch of things on my mind besides blogging, so I must stop for now.
one more thing: Brandi Carlile is so good.
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