I can’t believe how many good books seem to be coming out in October. (No, I don’t know for sure that they’re good, but they sure sound good from the blurbs.) At last count, I had something like six great ones (Greywalker by Kat Richardson, Glass Houses by Rachel Caine, She’s No Faerie Princess by Christine Warren, My Big Fat Supernatural Wedding anthology by P.N. Elrod et al, Master of Swords by Angela Knight, and Conspiracy Game by Christine Feehan) and that doesn’t count this months’ releases. Sigh. I’d better start pinching pennies now.
Archive for August, 2006
I’ve always been the type of person who has remained friends with the people I’ve dated. In fact, I prided myself on salvaging the friendships after the relationships ended. After all, there was a reason we went out in first place. I don’t get the whole fight/drama thing. Never have, never will.
I still speak with my ex-boyfriend on occasion, since we dated for so many years. I know how my high school boyfriends are doing, even though one of them tends to stay in touch through my mom since they live near each other. See, I want them ALL to find happiness and most of them have. I get to see pictures of their wives and kids, which is wonderful. I hear about their new jobs/new homes, etc. It’s all very cool. Then there are the men that I dated who are still single and/or divorced. Let’s just say that when I speak to them, I’m grateful my dh is so self-confident and understanding. Not that there is anything inappropriate taking place in the conversations. There isn’t and never would be. I do not harbor ‘what if’ fantasies about the people I used to date. No one I talk to falls into the ‘one that got away’ category. I don’t have a ‘one that got away’. I married the right one for me. 🙂 But I do know that the situation is a little odd.
The whole thing got me thinking, how common is it to stay in touch with the people you use to date? Do any of you out there still talk to your ex’s? If so, how frequently?
Today is my niece’s birthday. She turns ten. I can barely remember ten. Can you? Anyway, I hope she has a very happy birthday. 🙂
I should be writing. Instead, I’m waiting for the maintenance people to phone me back for an updated time that the repairman will return. No, he didn’t fix it. 🙁
Tonight is the premiere of Bones. I can’t believe that the Fall schedule has started so soon. Heck, I can’t believe that it’ll be September on Friday. Where has the year gone?
I’m going to breakfast with a dear friend of mine this morning. It should be fun. I always enjoy chatting with her. I have to swing by the grocery store afterwards (fun, fun) and hopefully beat the UPS guy back before he arrives with our new carpet cleaner. We broke down and bought one because frankly our carpets need cleaned more than once a year.
Lately, I’ve been reading a huge mix of books. As I mentioned yesterday, I just finished Moon Called by Patricia Briggs and I’m almost done with the Dates from Hell anthology. I’ve started Blood Orchid by Stuart Woods. For some reason, I really enjoy the way he tells a story. I’m also reading Sandstorm by James Rollins and 30 Days of Night by Steve Niles. Along with these books, I’ve been reading quite a few erotic romances. I enjoyed Love Partner by Robie Madison. I have Call of the Sea coming up next by Michelle Pillow and Pike’s Peak by Mandy Roth. I also recently grabbed a couple of books by JC Grey, Darkest Desire and Dance with the Devil. I’m really looking forward to diving into them. Two Samhain books I’d like to pick up are Hunted by Amelia Elias and Midnight Sun by Rene Lyons.
There seem to be a tremendous amount of urban fantasies coming out over the next six months. I spent an hour surfing around Amazon last night and found a half a dozen to add to my wishlist. It’s both exciting and depressing. I REALLY need to get this book done and turned in.
What is everyone reading? Any books you’d like to recommend? Has anything blown your socks off lately?
It’s been one of those kind of days. Nothing special, but nothing bad either. I received a call earlier (after phoning this morning) that the a/c repairman would be around sometime this afternoon. I’m beginning to think he’s not going to make it, since it’s already five. He may surprise me, but I have my doubts. :-/
Other than that, it’s been blissfully quiet around here. I haven’t quite gotten back into the swing of writing yet, but I will. It always takes me a while, then I dive in and make blistering progress. Here’s hoping that time arrives soon. *ggg*
I finally managed to read Moon Called by Patricia Briggs (sp). Terrific book, I must say. I’ll definitely grab the next book in the serious…even though I’m not much of a series girl. She left off in a wonderful spot. What is everyone else up to out there?
This has been a very strange year. I feel like I’ve been learning a lot of lessons. I don’t know if it’s gearing up for something or simply moving me to a new level within myself. I prefer to think of it as the latter. I’m talking about lessons in trust. (And no, I’m not referring to personal relationships.) I mean everything from trusting my ability to write a book to knowing that something is wrong with my health, even when everyone says I’m fine. Obviously, these lessons are extremes, but they all boil down to inner trust.
I didn’t realize until this year that I didn’t trust myself. I knew I didn’t trust many people (wg), but I always thought that I trusted myself. I didn’t. It’s been a rather rude awakening on my part. Unfortunately, it took a major health scare, which turned out to be okay yesterday, to make me ‘see’ the lesson in front of me. Why does it always take something major to jerk us into clarity? (shaking head) Like I said, I’m going to be fine, but none of this would’ve occurred had I simply trusted myself.
I guess my point to this entry is learn to trust yourself. Whether it’s with your writing, your relationships or your health. You know you better than anyone. Have faith in yourself. There are worse people to rely on. 🙂