Just for fun....

.......here's a clip about dating......

being miyagi'ed

Not Another Happy Ending.....

I wanted to avoid it at all costs.  It is apparently a sign of depth of writing when a book ends badly.  In other words, happy endings are for wimps and amateurs.  So I was not going to happily resolve anyone's broken heart in this novel.  In real life, when one has a broken heart, another prince charming does not always appear.  The lost fortune is not always recovered.  The villain does not always learn his lesson or get his due.

But I cannot deny the inevitable.  One of my characters is going to find true love.  I may as well accept it as fact and continue to write.  Perhaps I can balance it by having one of the other characters lose a limb or obtain a giant goiter......

Respite for Writing

A queen bed, a laptop, solitude, and free continental breakfast.

My children and I are taking a trip to one of our favorite towns today, and after I deposit them at the houses of friends, I will wander through some old haunts for a bit......check in is not until 3:00.  Then I will check into an economical but sufficient hotel room and write.  Free wifi is available but I will only make limited use of that.  I need to get lost in the minds and worlds and investigations of The Cat Burglars.  It is time to make R4 sweat a bit.

Of course, I will have to venture out for some homemade chips and mexicali dip.  That is a given.  But then I will again sequester myself until my eyes droop, at which time I will crawl into bed and sleep.

I never said that......

Hello, Rory.  I see you have stumbled upon the blog.....

I assume that my penultimate or so post did not amuse you.  Well, I am sorry.  I never said YOU were Rory.  Yes, I used some snippets here and there of real life experiences.  I always do.  Everything I write has a piece of me in it, though many writers would call that "ego" or "poor writing."  But that is my way.

Here is the conundrum.  Or one of them.  If you do not see yourself as Rory.......then there is no need to assume that I do.  I am writing fiction.  And it is fiction.  Are there aspects of reality?  Of course.  Unless one is writing complete fantasy disbelief can only be suspended so far, can it not?  And besides, this is MY journey.  MY public exploration of the ins and outs of my thinking and imagination.  Am I to remove parts of one of my crucial characters because a conscience or an ego may be pricked?  I think not, dear one.

You are not Rory.  Have no fear.  Your well-formed reputation and station are intact.  As long as mine are.  Yes, those particular lines should be easy to decipher.  But in the art of subtlety, you may want to remember that changes in routine are a dead giveaway.  Sp play nice and speak when you are spoken to.

About Last Night...

I may take a break from Nano today....but not from writing.  I haven't decided.

You see, I had the most amazing night last night.  I feel like Scarlet O'Hara the morning after the trip up the stairs with Rhett.  I feel as if I have been given a gift and had forgotten it was my birthday.

I would blog a bit longer, but I need to dance.

The Modus Operendi

I do not spell the word operendi in everday writing, so I do hope the spelling is correct.

When I was in college *%^&^)&^^*$ years ago, I knew a boy named G.  He was suave and handsome and charming and......trouble.  He had a carefully devised plan with which he wooed the various women of the Baptist Student Union.  I thought it was odd after the fact....like a script he followed.  And yet this must be fairly common, for R4 follows a script as well....one he tweaks to his satisfaction depending on the woman.

Casual conversation

Compliments

Intellectual banter

Mild flirting

Investigating interests

Investigating tastes

Cryptic communications with music

More personal flirting

Throwing out the "sexual talk fleece"

Adapting as necessary

Vague talk of wanting to be with someone special

Mention of trips and time together

More sensual talk

More explicit music

Movie clips - preferably from 9 1/2 Weeks

Never quite expressing intent, never quite making promises

And what woman would NOT interpret his actions as romantic intent?  Perhaps a survey is in order.....

At any rate......R4 has become quite adept at taking things to "the next level" whenever it suits his needs, and one wonders if even he is quite certain of his own sincerity.  The conundrum now is to decide between the prosaic predictability of R4 realizing he has met his match......or the more realistic option.  A man with no heart cannot fall in love.  And in the final analysis, does it matter?

After all, he is merely a tool in the story rather than the focus.  The focus is the four strong women who continue to live......

Which is why Judith has scheduled the tea party for tomorrow.

A Character's Inner Musings

I feel gloriously giddy today and find myself smiling at the oddest moments.  Or is it that I am smiling all the time and only notice it at odd moments?  As a middle age woman,  these...feelings that it seems I have not experienced since adolescence cause me to feel alive and young and sensual.  I find myself fighting the urge to throw caution to the wind, something I used to do with abandon but rarely allow myself to do now.  Always the collection of data, always the risk assessment, never just...flying.  And now I want to fly.

I feel like a long dormant volcano, whose almost imperceptible roiling on the surface mask a hot, frenzied, lava-filled depth.  The heat within is opening cracks and fissures that.....will eventually give way to an eruption that can only be described as spectacular.  I am playing with fire....and I am not afraid.  I am glowing in its heat.  Energized.  Transformed.

Let the games begin.