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Have had company since last Wed - have had a wonderful birthday week. Went blonde/plantinum/silver/gray/weird the day before my birthday. Decided to work with the silver and gray rather than against it, so got the back to match the top and front. Let's put it this way...everyone on the floor was coming over to ask my stylist what she was doing, and they all had to run their fingers through my hair, so it doesn't look bad. Just different. *grin* Will post a photo later this week.
Today we're all getting pedicures - daughter-in-law, me, and her mom (her mom is treating us). After that and a frap, we'll probably crash and burn or go shopping and then crash. Amy leaves for Oklahoma tomorrow, so we'll be getting in all the last minute gabbing and shopping that we can squeeze into the next few hours.
Hope you've all had a marvelous time since we last chatted. THANK YOU to all of you for the birthday wishes last week - Liz, Lex, Heather Rae - the MARA members - Kate - ALL of you.
love & talk soon...
Sunny Lyn
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Repoed Pets, Flu, Fall, & Writing
Harley basically got repoed. We took a walk a weekend or so ago, and his owners happened to see us. They described the collar he'd had on him when we found him, and they had 4 crying kids at home who missed their pet. Wasn't like we'd keep him, but we were still quite sad to see him go.
Woke up one morning to a lake of leaves. The trees that had been so lovely were bare, stripped by winds and frost, and so goes the neighborhood. I still like the changing seasons, though. Winter's always a good month for me as far as writing, and I look forward every year of hibernating with the laptop or desktop, drinking hot chocolate or a fantastic herbal tea, and baring my soul through stories. There's something totally inappropriate there, I'm sure, but it's that freeing, like running naked through a forest without fear of brambles. Those come in spring when crit partners or editors get hold of the work.
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Am over the flu - whoo-hoo - lol. ACK, but that was a horrid three weeks.
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Heather Rae sent me something that had me laughing every time I thought of it, so I'll share. Have you ever thought of how the work week begins with Monday (M), Tuesday (T), and ends with WTF?
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All for now.
Hugs,
Sunny Lyn
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Rescue Me ~ nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Don't ask me why or how, but we have a new addition to the family this week. Dunno for how long, but he's adorable, and I'm sure that somewhere he has a family that misses him. He's vanilla cream and looks like somebody rolled him gently in cinnamon.
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He likes sneaking Cheese Puffs, playing ball, taking long walks, and verbalizing his thoughts. His fur is soft and fly-away as cotton, and we call him Harley. The other two rescue dogs are
not happy with this new arrangement, so I'm not sure how long this will last. We've advertised to find his original owner(s), but we haven't heard anything yet.
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Oh, and he's a Husky.
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Writing has been constant but never enough this past week. Fall weather makes for frisky animals that like walks amongst the leaves. New mouths to feed, laundry to do and dishes to wash (since everyone has been sick and the kids are behind on household crap) has kept me busy, but I'm enjoying myself.
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Have a good week, everyone.
hugs~
Sunny Lyn
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On The Hook
I know Heather thought I was weird when we were walking last week around the lake. We passed this mailbox, and I snapped a shot of it on the camera phone. It wasn't necessarily because of the kitschy fish but because of something I was playing over in my mind.
Ever bitten off more than you could chew? I have. And right now I feel a tad "fish-hooked", as if someone is dragging me around by the side of my big, open mouth. They have snagged me but good, and I'm floundering like a fish on a sandbar, wondering if I'll get tossed back into the water to swim or filleted in someone's skillet as they cook me and eat me.
I did this to myself - it's nobody's fault - and it's not THAT bad of a deal. I just feel like I might have been a little too eager to prove myself on something and that I'll wind up not so tasty to the person who thinks I'm terrific right now - lol. Trust me, I want this one to eat me, to gobble me up, to praise my taste (her taste in buying me) and to fish in the weird waters of my mind again.
*sigh* One friend has told me repeatedly - "You are just afraid of success". Another FRIEND has told me point blank that she fears we'll drift apart if I swim in new waters. (She doesn't trust either me or herself, which bugs me.) Yet another has indicated that she doesn't want me to be disappointed, because I'm really not good enough. *gulp* And I'm not sure if she's being sincere or trying to spare me a heartache later or if it's one of those "you aren't allowed to do anything I can't" deals.
WTF, though, ya know? This is the business we chose, and if we're unafraid or timid or any of that crap, we won't get far. Ditto for if we listen to negative feedback that undermines our self-confidence. Love those who support you, but appreciate those whose attitudes need adjusting or those who doubt you and your abilities. That's my motto today, anyway, and so far it seems to be working, and it is keeping me busy writing and hopeful about the future.
Hugs, all...open your mouths, test the waters, swim, enjoy, and try to get hooked on the thrill of it all if nothing else. *grin*
~ Sunny Lyn (who is bathing in memories of "Nemo" as she writes)
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Never Too Late For An Adventure
I gotta tell ya, getting away for the weekend is sometimes the best thing a writer can do. Friend Heather has a cabin on the lake...and I do mean practically ON the lake...right on the water's edge. Friend Gretchen has a big truck that packs everything you'd need that might not be at that cabin (and let me tell you, that cabin was stocked).
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Beautiful blue lake in front while writing on the laptop (Gretchen and Heather both had extension cords - lol), chocolate chip cookies, great coffee (I gotsta get one of those Keurig machines), with things like Gretchen's famous award-winning chili for a meal or two, Heather's quiches with fruit kabobs for breakfast, and the occasional walking stick...it was all condusive to a great time with friends and keyboards.
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We were so busy we forgot to drink. Had the fixins for Bloody Mary, Screwdriver, and a few others. We had the multi-cheese and fruit and cracker platter but neglected to drink much other than water and coffee. G' did have a beer or two, though, and while the ladies didn't get drunk, a walking stick looked pretty self-satisfied the next morning sitting atop one of the beer cans left on the porch.
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Evidently, my time at the lake produced a lot of crap. Crit Partner said she was in a foul mood - lol - but I may have been the one to put her there, so I need to go over everything I wrote, take care of some of the repetition (which I pounce on in others' writing but sometimes fail to notice in my own), and tend to the boring tidbits that made her want to gnash her friggin' teeth.
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That's okay. She was a doll for reading it, and it's my job to take care of business before it gets sent to an editor.
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Damn it. And I so wanted this one to work. Oh, well. I'm still on a roll with the writing, so I'll just post a pic of the lake somewhere close so I can look at that water and imagine either the sun or the moon (the moon was full last weekend - talk about some dreamy nights)...and get re-energized.
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It's really easy to get discouraged. Don't let that happen - any of you. Find your muse, stroke and stoke and savor...then jump back into the deep end of the pool and get busy.
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~ Sunny Lyn
(who also needs to blog for Total ebound tonight...the 7th is "my day" over there...and then for Brim Job - also listed on the right column if you care to peek at those two while you're in the cyber neighborhood)
Blessings & Light...
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Kate Duffy
Of course, you're gonna read the how, why, details elsewhere, so all I'm going to post are a couple of fond memories of this great editor. A really good interview she did with Lori Foster can be found here...
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Another one is here...
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Lex and I roomed next door to Kate a couple of years ago at an RT convention, and she was so much fun. She'd hound us about being so loud that she couldn't sleep, but she was always smiling when she gave us hell. She'd take photos for us (Ann Wesley Hardin was in one of them - this was back after Playgirl Magazine had featured "Just Desserts" - my first novel with Ellora's Cave - in one of their issues). Anyway...one day Kate dropped by on her way downstairs. She said she just needed to take a few moments to pull herself together before she had to "go downstairs and break someone's heart". She was that kind of an editor. Very thoughtful, very human. She loved writers and wanted them to succeed, so when she had to turn them down, it saddened her.
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*Kate on You Tube*
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God Bless, Kate. Thanks for all the wonderful memories and for fostering so many authors' careers. The industry won't be the same without you, lady.
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~ Sunny Lyn
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Fresh Smells
Before this monster cold or flu bug set in with me about three weeks ago, daughter-in-law, good soldier that she is, tried to disinfect the house so that she wouldn’t come down with this crap. She didn’t have time to vacuum or dust, mind you, but she went to the store and snagged every imaginable Glade Plug-In and can of Lysol that she could. It was getting so that I couldn’t pass from the living room to the kitchen without hearing “ssht…ssht” and smelling white tea and linen fragrance. Bathroom? I’m not sure what was in there…lilacs, I think. Their bedroom, you name it. Everywhere. Hell, I’d simply go to brush my teeth…”ssht…ssht”.
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I have one dog who can single-handedly (single-paw-ed-ly?) peel the paint from the walls of an entire 12’X14’ room with just one fart. The first two days the kids left on their vacation last week, I fed both dogs Mexican and prayed for whatever odors ensued.
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Finally, I’m able to breathe better, and all of those plug-ins are set aside, waiting upon the kids to return. I’m not plugging ‘em back in. I’d rather smell the dog passing gas than battle the annoying sound and smell of freshness assaulting my senses. If I want a great smell, I’ll bake an apple pie or throw open the windows and take my chances with autumn pollen and such.
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Tomorrow Gretchen is giving the program at the writers’ meeting. Maybe I’ll sit next to someone wearing Jungle Gardenia, and then I’ll really go off on a tangent.
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Hugs, everybody.
~ Sunny Lyn
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