Friday, February 27th, 2009
…but there is something so incredibly erotic about NOT touching. Taylor Swift – Love Storyby Taylor-Swift About anticipation. M
Archive for February, 2009
Thursday, February 26th, 2009
Are Violent Video Games Adequately Preparing Children For The Apocalypse?
Thursday, February 26th, 2009
Click to Play Okay, so it’s an old chair, for me, but I don’t think I showed it off to any of you out there in video blog watching land.
Wednesday, February 25th, 2009
Say it like: Shed-yule. Well, I sat down and I wrote out my shed-yule today. It’s pretty daunting. I’m on top of things — don’t get me wrong, I’ve been kicking ass with the writing lately. Found my groove or just have been more disciplined, whatever. It’s all going very well, the actually production end [...]
Tuesday, February 24th, 2009
23 pages lines of the day: I guess there are always moments when you realize for the first time you don’t really know the person you love. Something beyond the giggly check-list you go through in the beginning of a relationship – favorite color, favorite food, shoe size. Moments when you first realize you could [...]
Tuesday, February 24th, 2009
And I hope to crank out the pages today. I could maybe probably finish TAKEN (or whatever it’s going to be called) this week — first draft, anyway. Which is great, because then I can put it aside and start my next Berkley book while the edits percolate in my brain for TAKEN. Then when [...]
Monday, February 23rd, 2009
Back in the olden days, when I was anticipating my first release from Spice, I set up a couple Google Alerts to notify me when someone was talking about me on the internet. They still bring me alerts now and again. I deleted them today. I don’t want to know what anyone’s saying about me [...]
Monday, February 23rd, 2009
Sunday, February 22nd, 2009
I actually had an entire post about what sucks about providing favors to other people and then finding out that they’ve kinda sorta actually dissed you — damning with faint praise can suck worse than out and out slapping you in the face, did you know that? Well, now I know it. Lesson learned. No [...]
Friday, February 20th, 2009
Oh, WAIT. I AM a 15. y.o. girl when I’m not being an 18 y.o. boy. So fuck it, I’m crying. I’m going to take a hot shower and cry in self pity. Really, really hard. M
