Archive | September, 2010

So much for that

30 Sep

Saying I’d blog every weekday was obviously what it took to throw a wrench in the works.  Almost immediately after my Tuesday blog I lost internet for more than 24 hours.  My sweet and cuddly kitty knocked my modem off my desk and it pulled the cable to where it looked connected but wasn’t.  Something had left it weak prior to that so the guy needed to come out and fix it so I had a proper connection and now my signal is strong and my connection is active again.

I named my router “Use this and Die” and when I got reconnected I was looking at names of other routers nearby.  Some are default like ‘Linkysys’ or the users last name ‘Turner’ and then there is ‘insightwifi’ which is the company I get my internet through.  Someone else has named their connection “WARNING!  Secured by Chuck Norris.”  I think mine is better.

Check in tomorrow when I’ll be announcing the title of the book club selection for October so that if you’d like to join in with your own review or comments you can.


Things that inspire me to write

28 Sep

So I’ve noticed that there are a few very particular things that inspire me to write or create.  I thought I’d share them with you but promise not to laugh at me 🙂

1. Feeling good about myself – When I’m eating well and sleeping well and getting my exercise in and losing weight I feel more creative and even like some of the ideas I come up with.

2. Reading a good book – The book doesn’t even have to be in the genre I want to write about, YA paranormal, but a good book can inspire me, not to steal ideas but just make me think about the path my story would be taking.

3. Watching BBC America or a good film from the UK.  I’m a huge Anglophile and so I like to watch a lot of movies/television out of the UK and was originally inspired to write, an incomplete chick lit, after watching an episode of Doctor Who.  My Doctor is #10 for anyone who understands what I mean by that.  Some of my favorite shows are Doctor Who, Torchwood, Survivors, Being Human (which is currently shooting in my favorite UK city of Cardiff), Primeval and I am looking forward to Luther and Sherlock.

4. Music – I listen to a lot of music out of the UK and have an app on my phone that lets me listen to radio from all over the world and I tend to listen to Red Dragon FM out of Cardiff, Wales, UK the most.  I like Paolo Nutini, Scouting for Girls, Plan B, Alphabeat, Mika, Lily Allen, Florence and the Machine, The Script and Antony & The Johnsons.  I’ve also recently found a gorgeous song by The Perishers called Sway that I can’t get enough of.

5. Westlife – This should probably go under the previous catagory but they are pretty much their own inspirational source.  I love to listen to them and find I write better when I do.  I’ll go through phases where I listen to nothing but Westlife and I am very anxiously awaiting their next album so that I can have some new materials to choose from.  I’ve a weakness for sexy Irish lads and that they are.  So if either Nicky, Mark, Kian or Shane ever read this I ❤ you all and your music *giggle*  Brian too I suppose.

There are many other things but these are just the first 5 I could think of today.  What inspires you?  Any suggestions on things that might help me?

Shame on me!

27 Sep

I haven’t been posting like I’d planned.  I had every intention of posting Monday to Friday without fail.  I even have a list of 20 blog ideas for when I draw a blank on what to blog about on any given day.  The only reasoning I can come up with is that my birthday last week was emotionally traumatic for whatever reason.  I turned 32 on Friday which isn’t a big deal but for some reason it bothered me a lot, more than 30 which I could have cared less about.  I just started feeling like I’m 32 and the dreams and goals I’d hoped for by then hadn’t even started to come true.  Goofy I know but I really let it get me down.

Another issue I had was with this book that I really was looking forward to reading for months but then 12 days into reading a book that should have taken 1 day I realized I was never going to finish it and that also bothered me to a degree.  It’s hard getting back my stride when it comes to reading.

Beginning today I’ll be back to blogging Monday to Friday and if there is any reason I won’t be blogging I’ll announce it the day before.  Holidays that fall on weekdays will be quiet on the blog front as well.  I’m back people 🙂

Book Hungry review

16 Sep

Okay so I haven’t been blogging lately but what a great post to come back with.  I’ve always wanted to be a part of a book club and finally I am.  These women are great and I’m proud to be among them.

This month’s book was chosen by the wonderful Cynthia Reese and it isn’t something I would normally read on my own and I was very skeptical about how I would feel about it.   The chosen book was “Gods in Alabama” by Joshilyn Jackson.

Official synopsis:

Arlene Fleet, the refreshingly imperfect heroine of Jackson’s frank, appealing debut, launches her story with a list of the title’s deities: “high school quarterbacks, trucks, big tits, and also Jesus.” The first god, also a date rapist by the name of Jim Beverly, she left dead in her hometown of Possett, Ala., but the last she embraces wholeheartedly when high school graduation allows her to flee the South, the murder and her slutty reputation for a new life in Chicago. Upon leaving home, Arlene makes a bargain with God, promising to forgo sex, lies and a return home if he keeps Jim’s body hidden. After nine years in Chicago as a truth-telling celibate, an unexpected visitor from home (in search of Jim Beverly) leads her to believe that God is slipping on his end of the deal. As Arlene heads for the Deep South with her African-American boyfriend, Burr, in tow, her secrets unfold in unsurprising but satisfying flashbacks. Jackson brings levity to familiar themes with a spirited take on the clichés of redneck Southern living: the Wal-Mart culture, the subtle and overt racism and the indignant religion. The novel concludes with a final, dramatic disclosure, though the payoff isn’t the plot twist but rather Jackson’s genuine affection for the people and places of Dixie.

The blurb doesn’t do it justice in the slightest and I have to say if I just picked it up in the library it’s very likely I would just put it back.  I was very very pleased with what I read.

Have you ever read a book where you find parts of yourself in the main character?  Now I didn’t sleep my way through all the boys in my school but there was something about Arlene that really touched me.  I loved the story from start to twisty finish.

With a crazy family and a dark secret it amazed me that Arlene was able to really connect with Burr and fall in love with him.  My favorite part of the whole book was the way that Arlene saw her relationship with her aunt and then the way it truly was.

I may not do the story justice with my review but I have already checked out a copy of her other book set in the same world and will be reading that very soon.  I definitely would recommend this book

PS This is the very first time I’ve ever tried to review anything so don’t hold it against me.


3 Sep

I had the pleasure of being raised by my mother sometimes and my grandparents at other times.  My mom got sick when I was in 5th grade and so I spent 6th grade with my grandparents.  I spent most summers with them and holiday breaks.  When I was 15 I moved in with them and spent the rest of my school years with them.  I loved my grandparents as if they were my parents.

My grandmother, Vida, was slightly crazy and that’s okay with me.  I am the oldest grandchild and only granddaughter, last girl born into my family and in 3 weeks I will be 32.  I was spoiled.  I won’t deny it and it wouldn’t work to try denying it.  When I graduated high school they were there fiercely supportive despite all the mistakes I made.

Several years ago she fell and broke her hip and that was pretty much the beginning of the end.  She went to a nursing home and was pretty out of touch, not communicating well.  In the end she was sent to a hospital because she became very jaundiced and the ER doctor took one look at her, without instruments, just eyes, and said “she has cancer.”  Sure enough she did.  She had lung cancer that had metastasized to her liver, causing the jaundice.  Hospice was due to arrive the following Monday which was Labor Day 2007 but she didn’t make it.  My mom called me on that Sunday, September 3, 2010, to tell me that my beloved Mamaw was gone.  The very last thing she ever said to me was how pretty I was.  I still miss her all the time and yesterday was horrible for me.

Busy Day

1 Sep

I have a lot going on today so writing a blog post isn’t something I have a lot of time for.  I have now renamed my MC AND figured out how to begin it.