Bad pun, bad pun....it will happen frequently over the next 30 days.
I tossed nobility and heart warmth out the window last night after some though and an informal survey or friends. So the Cat Burglars' Club will begin meeting on November 1. Their first order of business? Introducing themselves and their respective brushes with Robert Edwards. Or Richard. Or Randall. What are four women to do when hearts a broken, savings are drained, secrets are shared, and questions go unanswered?
They meet in a small sun room for tea and devise a plan.
Monday, October 31, 2011
All Nano's Eve
Today is Halloween. My mind is filled with images of costumes, zombies, and scenes from Fantasia's Night on Bald Mountain. I hear cackling, howling, and witches reciting recipes that call for "eye of newt." (She turned me into a newt....I got better). I can already taste the leftover Nerds and Snickers that I will be forced to eat after accidentally buying too much candy. I smell pumpkin pie and fireplaces and cinnamon. I feel a chill in the air (finally!) and the hair standing up on the back of my neck in anticipation of the horror movie my daughter is sure to goad me into watching tonight.....after which I will not sleep well for several nights.
But the truly frightening aspect of Halloween is this.........it is only one more day until November 1. Only one more day until I had better buckle down and wrote whether I am "inspired or not." One more day until the slowly growing numbers between 1 and 50,000 will encourage,excite, rebuke, taunt, and annoy me. I sure do hope the Valkyries of creativity ride over this way very very soon.
But the truly frightening aspect of Halloween is this.........it is only one more day until November 1. Only one more day until I had better buckle down and wrote whether I am "inspired or not." One more day until the slowly growing numbers between 1 and 50,000 will encourage,excite, rebuke, taunt, and annoy me. I sure do hope the Valkyries of creativity ride over this way very very soon.
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Magnolias or Mayehm????
Back and forth...with less than 48 hours to go. What am I going to write????
My original idea came in a flurry of humor. Four women, all scammed by the same online Lothario. After tracking him down a-la First Wives' Club meets The Net meets Stephanie Plum....the FBI makes use of their prowess. The title? The Cat Burglars' Club. The cat reference was fitting for personal reasons....reasons gleaned from a brief experience with my own cad.
Then comes the noble idea of personal healing and the idea that spinning a tale that reflected my own recent embarrassment might not be wise. So the idea of finally spinning a tale based on my own adoption seemed more appropriate...more touching. Not to mention easier to write.
But.......I see noble as boring. And embarrassment as humor. So who knows what will spring from my addled right brain on November 1st. I certainly have no clue.
My original idea came in a flurry of humor. Four women, all scammed by the same online Lothario. After tracking him down a-la First Wives' Club meets The Net meets Stephanie Plum....the FBI makes use of their prowess. The title? The Cat Burglars' Club. The cat reference was fitting for personal reasons....reasons gleaned from a brief experience with my own cad.
Then comes the noble idea of personal healing and the idea that spinning a tale that reflected my own recent embarrassment might not be wise. So the idea of finally spinning a tale based on my own adoption seemed more appropriate...more touching. Not to mention easier to write.
But.......I see noble as boring. And embarrassment as humor. So who knows what will spring from my addled right brain on November 1st. I certainly have no clue.
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