Read In Bed!

I got a makeover! Check it out at www.meganhart.com — which you can access at the links here on this pretty new blog! Woo hoo! Tell me you love me! Tell me I’m pretty!

LOOOOOOVE MMMEEEEEEE!

Oh, and in case you didn’t watch my video diary from yesterday, here’s a picture me and Secondhand Serenade — yes, I know I kept saying SECOND SERENADE. It was late, I was tired.

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I live in a house with people I swear were raised by apes. This doesn’t point a pleasant finger at myself, obviously, since I’m the one raising two of them. And the third really ought to know better anyway.

Okay, in case you didn’t know it, let me point out to you: If you clog the toilet it will NOT just “settle” or “go away” if you don’t flush it or otherwise try to plunge it. I’m just sayin’. It’s still going to be there for the next person to deal with. Oh. Yeah. Who’s the next person to deal with it? Me. NOT HAPPY.

Okay, maybe it’s me because I grew up in the “turn of lights, save energy” days, but…hello. Turn off the lights. It’s the day time, you don’t need to turn ON a light in the first place, we have plenty of light. But if you MUST turn on a light, turn it off. Okay? Seems easy enough, doesn’t it? Turn off the lights. Yet I say “TURN OFF THE LIGHTS” like, oh, a hundred and fifty times a day.

Okay, so sure, I’m guessing it’s me, but cupboard doors shouldn’t be left hanging open. Doors in general shouldn’t be left hanging open if they need to be closed. Oh, and did I mention that if you turn on a fricking light you should turn it off? Oh, and flush the toilet too, please, and turn off the light AND close the bathroom door. Thanks.

All I can say is, I must be HORRIBLY DEMANDING and TERRIBLE to live with because it feels like all I do all day is say “TURN OFF THE LIGHTS” “PICK UP YOUR SHIZZ” “CLOSE THE DOOR” “PUSH THE CHAIRS IN” “PUT YOUR DIRTY CLOTHES IN THE LAUNDRY” “PICK UP YOUR SOCKS” “PUT YOUR SHOES AWAY” and various variations on those themes.

Because, and this is a totally NOT SUBTLE reminder here…pick up your shizz. This includes your socks that you toss off just any old where and leave for me to find. This includes, (yes, shocking I know) UNDERWEAR and SOCKS and SHOES and SPORTS EQUIPMENT.

I know I’m a mortal pain in the ass to live with but for the love of all that’s holy, seriously.

FLUSH THE TOILET.
PICK UP YOUR SHIZZ.
USE SOAP!!!!!!!!!

I’m going to get a recording and just playing it over and over under their pillows like a subliminal thing.

M

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Which means I stay up late to work. So tonight I’m up. I just ran through STRANGER (out in JAN 09) again and subbed my final copy edits. I also ran through a crit for someone. I am tired, very tired, now. Oh, and now I have to:

Finish edits on Switch
Finish writing Pleasure and Purpose
Edit P and P

Before I can get started on anything else. Whoa. Better get cracking. I did start edits and I have been writing.

Oh, and here’s a funny story. I come home to a washer and drier full of laundry. Nice. At least they thought to do laundry. And the house was clean (which, let me tell you, has not historically been the case when I go away, at least not until recent times.) So that man I live with was good while I was gone.

Very good.

He says “by the way I replaced all the batteries for you.”

Me: “….”
Him: “You know. In your things.”
Me: “…did they need new batteries?”
Him: “Yeah, I guess they did. They take a lot of batteries, too.”
Me: “So I go away and you take it upon yourself to make sure when I come home I have fresh…batteries…in my…things.”
Him: “Yeah.”
Me: “I am SO blogging about this.”

I haven’t yet tested the new batteries. Just sayin’. But it was awfully nice of him to think about it, wasn’t it?

M

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So this past weekend I went to Ohio for the Lori Foster Reader/Writer Get Together in Cincinnati! Also known as PORKOPOLIS according to my friend Alex, who picked me up at the airport. I hadn’t seen him in…oh…16 years? Something like that? And I’m pleased to say, it was NOT just like old times — it was much nicer! Funny how that older and wiser business works.

The Get Together was much fun — got to hang out with my friends Anya and Lauren and my agent, Laura Bradford. Always a good time. And I got to meet my new editor from Berkley, Cindy Hwang! And that was…FABBBBBULOUS! Got to spend Friday night chatting with her and went to dinner on Saturday at this restaurant called MESH which was super schwanky. Cindy is a hoot and a half and I’m so excited to be working with her.

Got to meet lots of new people (thanks Laura and Rhonda for braving breakfast with us! That was a LOT of butter!) and came home feeling refreshed and ready to work. All in all, a great trip. And, of course, because that’s how it works with me, I made a video diary about it. See the pictures! Witness the madness!

Oh, and just on a side note: I’m not an advocate of not having a life, of burning yourself out, of overscheduling. I have deadlines out the wazoo and have a comfortable writing pace and feel okay about what I have scheduled for myself. I also have a life. I fart around online, watch Supernatural and play House of the Dead and hang with my kids. I will go on vacation this summer. It’s all good.

If you’re whining about putting out a book a year? STFU. Seriously. If you CAN NOT write more than a book a year, well…that’s too bad. I can. I do. So do many of my friends. I’ll gladly take your slot on the NYT and your movie deals and I will do it while having a life…and yes. I’ll sneer at you for whining. I don’t sneer much in public — I’m pretty much a ‘do as thou needest for thy own career’ type person. But the “hamster wheel pace” of a book a year? Please. I laughed out loud and rolled my eyes and looked for the cheese to go with that whine. Puh-leeze.

Anyway, I’m back, I’m ready to work, it’s summer and I just got some more good news about another project so…yeah. I’d better get on it.

M
PS — people who are searching for “Megan Hart naked” — eeeeew. God. Why? WHY?!!!!

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But I leave you with this, simply because I can:

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Yes. It’s Cookie Man. As it says…”he’s delicous!”

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I survived the Fifth Grade Field Trip.

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You see how the lines on the mouth turn DOWN? that’s apparently what I look like when I’m NOT being a roke star.

Current Mood: annoyed

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