Moodswinging psychopaths

I read this phrase somewhere in the last few weeks (don’t ask me where, I wish I could attribute it, but zombie children ate my brain). It prefaced a description about how some romance characters are drawn. And I thought…I’ve not really read any. I though this until last night. *sigh*

Now, I’m about half way through the book, so it could be that there’s a reason why the heroine exploded in the hero’s face over an obvious misunderstanding. The main reason at the moment seems to be create a bit of conflict before the next part of the plot kicks in. But then the heroine might be a bit crazy anyway.

I know I would be, if I was in trouble and running away with a man who took me to his ex as a safe hideout. It’s not that bit, I’d be worried about. Ex-wife – cue insecurity and jealousy. The ex is of course, gorgeous, still has the hots for the hero and, naturally, is a bitch. Now cue, lack of sympathy from the reader. No, the bit I’d be concerned about–the heroine wants to form a relationship with the hero, after all–is the way he cuddles, drools and generally fawns all over the heroine…in front of his ex-wife. And this upsets the ex-wife. He doesn’t seem concerned…and our mood swinging psychopath heroine? She’s exultant that he’s cuddling, drooling etc. with no concern for the ex-wife either. *sigh*

Here endeth the rant.ย  Back to reading, lol

Brava Novella Contest opens to voting and other catch up news! *grin*

A week without a blog post. How bad am I? And how long does a week feel? lol

So news, news, news!

Well, the Brava Novella Contest has opened to voting.

My entry is No 142 Dark Host by Kim Knox. You can go here:

http://www.bravaauthors.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=215

to vote for me! hehe

Seriously, you get the chance to vote for up to three of your fav entries. As a guest, you can read the 20 finalists but you have to sign up (its free and painless…honest) to vote.

In other writing news, I sold Weaving Words to Samhain. *grin*, I have the first edits for The Honourable Lady and the print copies of Past Lies came yesterday. I pulled in my nerve and ran over to the library with a copy of it and a copy of Buying Mackenzie’s Baby. The librarian seemed very happy to take them *grin*

And other things. We have topsoil in the garden and yesterday I saved a frog from a magpie, lol

The end of Sven

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Sweat with Sven ends today and my official count when I signed in this morning was…

84 008.

I know I wouldn’t have written that much in a normal, unSven 3 month period so it definitely worked for me. I now know I can write abut 750-1000 come rain or shine (well crappy kidney did stop play for awhile ๐Ÿ˜‰ ) and I’m addicted to watching that word count increase day by day. I have 2 excel spreadsheets dedicated to it.

They’ll start talk of a new Sven in February. I am so there!

Feeling *blech*

The GP phoned on Wednesday to say that there was nothing in my blood results, only evidence of reduced kidney function, which was a huge relief. Though the receptionist didn’t help when I first rang to check. She said the GP wanted more blood tests as something was wrong with the first set…and the doctor wanted to speak to me if I rang…

So a panicked 3 hours later the doctor rang back. And what the stupid receptionist had misunderstood was that the GP wanted more blood tests so that she could continue to monitor my condition. I was a mess for a while after I got off the phone, lol.

Today I had my CT scan.

Damn thing makes you so dizzy you feel sick. The blue dye makes you feel so hot you panic, as well as giving you a horrible taste and making you think you’ve pee’d your pants. The whole experience was made more joyous by the fact that my veins are crappy and I had to have the 2″ needle in my wrist.

Now I’m feeling sick and achy and my wrist hurts like a bugger. *sigh*

A sale!

I sold one of my finished Sven stories to Wild Child Publishing, for their Star Stepping anthology *grin*ย  It’s called The Honourable Lady.ย  Here’s the blurb – which may change, as I wrote it ๐Ÿ˜‰

Royal Officials are vanishing and Evia-ben-Thiak doesnโ€™t intend to be one of them.

As a high-ranking member of the Court, she fears for her life.ย  So, she takes the only option open to her.ย  She hides on a boat sailing to her home-island.

However, the boat is not the sanctuary she hoped for.ย  A friend from her childhood, the now-feared sorcerer, Makovik is also onboard. To be seen with him could end her career; have her thrown in the deepest dungeon.ย  But more than that, she finds he has a plan.

And his actions will change her life forever…ย 

One more day to go…

Samwise was in nursery this morning and Frodo is back tomorrow. Yay. Hopefully I can get back to the writing schedule that saw me through November. I’ve been trying to write about 1000 words a day… and I’ve managed that so far since Thursday – though Saturday didn’t really happen as we were in Nottingham.

So while the hobbits fight over Thunderbird 2 (they can fight over anything *sigh*) I get to update my blog. Lost Gods hit the 10 000 word mark this morning. I still have more to write as it’s only about 500 words of my total, but I need the incentive. So, I ‘ve given myself a reward.

The Master is not quite so loose with his favours as the Colonel… ๐Ÿ˜‰

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Trying to get back on the writing wagon

December was mostly a wash out. I probably got about 10000 words during the whole month.

So I made my resolution today to try to get back into my Sven routine. Fracture – which I’m going to read through right now – is a bit of a nightmare. I’ve got to about 16k on Chosen. But at the minute I’ve been inspired to tackle Lost Gods again.

I just hit 5104 words on that… So, I’m reinstigating my reward system *grin* The Colonel will be sharing the system with someone else in 2008… The Master.

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