I’m sick as a dog. Doesn’t that figure? My son brought an illness home from kindergarten and it spread to all of us. My son recovered in two days. The rest of us, however, are dying. 
Thanks to a fabulous jumpstart from a cp this morning I finally feel like I can pull this story together in time and have it be pretty decent too. This is a HUGE relief because I’ve been stressing out for days. Brainstorming is invaluable. One idea just morphs into the next and before you know it, you’re thinking, “Damn! That’s good!” I haven’t brainstormed since the beginning of December, I’d almost forgotten how much I enjoy bouncing ideas off another person and listening to their advice.
On a completely different note…
Lately, I’ve been contemplating the online romance community. Putting yourself out there requires a delicate balance. I don’t think I achieve the balance well, so I’m just going to hang out here at home. Somehow, despite the best of intentions on my part, things seem to go awry. *scratching head* Everytime I post a comment anywhere (other than my friends blogs) I end up regretting it. It’s my fault, I know. 
Despite making a career out of writing, I don’t think I express myself well. Also the shock of the last month and half is finally wearing off and I’m eager and excited and hungry. Those things don’t translate well across the internet. I think it makes me sound a tad abrasive or perhaps even arrogant. That’s not the image I wish to present people, because that’s not who I am. So until I get a better handle on how to convey my meaning without screwing up, I’ll just hang out here and with my blog circle. They say bad press is better than no press, but I have to disagree.
Switching topics again…
I finally bought my laptop the other day. It’s being built and shipped to me. I should get it by the end of next week. It’s very small and powerful (better than my desktop) so I’m looking forward to becoming mobile! Yay! I’ve wanted a new laptop for a very long time. 
And don’t forget to enter my First Ever Blog Contest! (if you’re interested. 
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So sorry you guys are sick over there
Not fun, I know.
And I’m with you about hanging out ‘at home.’ I stopped loops months ago – way too much conflict and drama.
I swear, all men are babies when they get sick.
Sylvia, I understand not expressing yourself online well. I don’t, either, which is one of the reasons I try to stay out of volatile conversations in blogs and on lists, the latter of which I rarely visit, anyway. Seems like no matter what I say, I say it badly and I can’t get my point across!
Good luck on the writing! Get lots done!
Ugh, the crud sure is going around. I hope your family feels better soon!!
I’m croaking like a frog. I was talking to my hubby and he kept wincing.
He said, “You sound terrible.”
I said, “Do you feel sorry for me?”
He said, “Yeah, I really do.”
I said, “Good, you can make me some cheesecake brownies.”
I told you my kid was sick…well, now the DH is REALLY sick. I do feel sorry for him, really, but I had no idea that any adult ever really groaned from a normal illness, and I’d like to hurt his mother for encouraging theatrics.
It makes it much harder to be nice.
I’m with Alison on this one. I post to three lists and that’s it. I know there are some loops that are notorious for stirring the pot, so to speak. I truly can’t be bothered. It reminds me too much of high school. No thanks.
Oh, sure, and NOW it takes my comment, after it ate two of them. Bloody computer:-(.
I’m sorry you’re so sick, Sylvia. I know how kids tend to bring bugs home to share from personal experience, but I’m sorry you’re so under the weather. I’m glad your story’s coming together, though.
Make sure you don’t stop posting on my blog… I like your comments!
Testing… this thing hates me.
Have I told you how many times my AGENT has told me to give up the loops and not hang out online? My loops are all gone. I’m on one of 5 author friends and one of 3 crit partners. That’s it. I never hear gossip anywhere – unless someone emails me or I read it on a blog.
Thing about blogging, it’s like Larissa said. It’s like visiting someone in their home, which is why I love getting around this way. (And why it’s especially disturbing when guests drop in to visit and leave a huge mess behind we have to clean up!) I can stop by for a cuppa when I have a chance! Trust me. Hibernation is good for the creative soul!!!
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