… it’s too bloody hot to blog… Argh!

Were you jumping up and down and shouting ‘Oh my God!’ at the end of tonight’s episode…?

Yup. Me too. *grin*

“Since this is what you turned me into.” Jarod waves at himself before he picks up the glass pot of burning silver liquid. He twists it. Shakes it. “I plan to use it.”

“Don’t!” I grab the pot out of his hand. I place it carefully on the battered bench and step back. I start breathing again. “Do that.” I glare at him. “This isn’t your world. The rules are different here.”

“There has to be magick.” He paces the vaulted room, his hands behind his back. “And I’m sure there’s someone around here whose life you’re destroying.”

“Jarod…”

He stops, turns. That silver gaze fixes on me. “Deny it.”

“Alesh.”

“Thought so.”

“How did you get here?”

He stares up at the windows, three narrow slits high on one wall. Harsh sunlight splinters to the floor around him, through him. “You set me free.” The smile he directs at me prickles my skin. “And I have some time to kill.”

And that disturbs me more than anything else.

Only caught the last half hour of tonight’s CSI:CSI but…

the Sara/Grissom ship seems to be back in tidal wave force, hehe

I am so sad.

And so wanting to see the first part of this episode. I don’t even know the title. Wah!

I’m still haven’t quite shook of this cold. *grrr* It absolutely will not shift!

I’ve been battling away with Bone Magician. I’m at 78k ( I think) so I have about 15k to go, if not a bit more. Which is cool. I wanted it done by the end of June. Might not happen, but it will be finished soon. Hurrah.

Interesting thing of the day…

I was watching Mind Shock on Channel 4 about heart transplants. The theory is that for about 10% of donor recipients, they get the memories, attitudes and appitudes of their donors. How strange is that? Stranger still, is that the heart has its own brain and in tests is the first part of us to react to stimuli, the brain kicking in second.

Looks like the Egyptians were right to keep the heart and whisk the brain…

Fascinating stuff. The Ent slept through all of it, only waking up when I turned over and a bimbo was having a plastic surgeon implant a chin and give her an eyebrow lift. Not exactly on the same level really, LOL

“What the hell are you doing here, Jarod?”

He’s smirking.

The bloody man is smirking…

Damn it, she’s recovering. Have to work. Fast.

The cold is getting better. It didn’t help that Frodo, Samwise and I got soaked to the skin coming back from school yesterday. I swear, there were people sitting on the clouds with huge buckets and a wind machine. One minute sunny, the next a howling gale and a torrential downpour. Then a split second later, brilliant sunshine. Isn’t global warming fantastic? *sigh*

I had a small epiphany as I was watching Stargate this morning… as you do.

I realised why I write contemporary and fantasy.

My contemporaries are all about the strength of the hero; often a damaged Alpha male to varying degrees *grin*

I write fantasies for the heroine; for the power a fantasy world can give a woman, no questions asked *wink* Then again, there’s always an impossibly attractive hero knocking about in the background. Speaking of which, I must update my other blog. Jarod’s had a relaxing few days. I think he needs to be kicked out of bed, LOL

And now I’m heading back to Bone Magician. Hopefully it will be finished by the end of the month and then I can send it off to Berkley and Macmillan. YAY

…not well, as per usual *sigh*

Samwise infected me with one of this deadly toddler bugs.

I’m still decorating my old bedroom at Grandma Gandalf’s house. And it’s driving me crazy. Why is it taking so long to tidy and paint such a tiny room? Argh! It’s convoluted, but I can’t start Samwise’s room until this one is done. *sigh*

And tonight I did a bit of delurking on RomanceJunkies Reader Yahoo Group – and shared in my general obsession with all things Jane Austen, LOL

I’m also onto Chapter sixteen with Bone Magician. I want it done and out by the end of the month. It’s driving me crazy, LOL