Monthly Archives: February 2008

Harem on Wheels

My youngest is eight years old. Eight. How the heck did that happen? (Note: Come back to this in June when I’m having a crisis over the oldest turning 13.)

So Son #3’s birthday was actually last week, but the party was postponed due to Influenza A and B rearing their ugly heads at our house. But today was the party at the local roller rink. He’d invited five of his best friends. Now being a boy, you’d think the names listed here would be Trevor and Nate or something like that. Oh no. Not my boy. Instead, he invited Anna, Jessica, Cassandra, Haylee and Emily. That’s right. All girls. He’s always had more girl friends than boys since kindergarten. I always say it’s because he’s surrounded by testosterone at home. Honestly, though, I think he’s either a serious lady’s man or will be starring in a production of La Cage aux Folles coming soon to a theater near you.  Whichever.

But today he was leaning toward lady’s man – or ladies plural. The girls would flank him, all holding hands as they skated around the rink. They competed for his attention, only one striking out on her own to actually do something other than fawn over my kid. The husband and I just watched in amazement. The child, for his part, just soaked it up. He spent equal time with each of his ladies, making sure everyone had their fair share. He was like a little maharaja with his harem.

Now I’m maybe making this sound worse than it was. For the most part, he treated each of his guests with courtesy and was very polite. Maybe that’s why he has eight-year-old girls swarming him, since he’s not the rough and tumble type. Apparently this same group plays together at recess at school. One mom said my son was just like one of the girls, but there’s an obvious difference in how they treat him as opposed to how they treat eachother. Not sure he understands that yet. Girls mature so much faster than boys and at eight they are definitely starting to think of the opposite sex differently. My son, though, not yet. I hope. But man, am I scared.

Check back with me in five years. The guest list will doubltess change, but I wonder if the gener ratio will remain. Only by then, he’ll have figured it out.

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Guys and Dogs – Progress Report

Well, I just finished the first edit on what I had written in November on GUYS AND DOGS. The last few chapters were pretty fun to read, considering they were riddled with gems such as this:

“Well you said if I have friends over near dinnertime I should ask them to stay. Aren’t you going to ask him if he wants to stay?”

It was a bad idea. She was trying to get rid of Travis. No, not get rid of him really. Because then my plot would be done and Anna would be this old spinster chick. That would be bad. And Lani would shoot be because she likes Travis and wants Bill dead. And if I weren’t desperate for words and if these kids would just shut up and let me concentrate…

Sorry – where was I?

Yeah. That was a fun read. Unfortunately, all my extraneous comments had to go. I added a few new scenes, as well, which has made my length close to the 300 pages I normally shoot for. It also made me relax about certain plot points happening in the right place in the book. The last few chapters I have still stink on ice, but that’s why God invented the edit.

So now I get to finish it. Which means I need to take a few beats and make sure I know what I want to happen next. After it’s done, I plan to let it sit for a month or so, do another edit, and then the fun part comes: writing the synopsis and query letter to send out and submit. That’s more fun than a tax audit. NOT!

But after a slump of a few years, I’m just thrilled to be back to writing. Hey, maybe I’ll even post a chapter on the website. Who knows? I’m feeling a little crazy!

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Is This Month Over Yet?

I don’t believe in curses. Well, okay, there’s the birthday curse, and Valentines Day has never been all that good for me, but now that one seems to be spreading to all of February.

To be honest, I think I cursed myself. The words, “My kids have been really healthy this year,” passed through my lips last Thursday. That’s the night Son #3 came home with a fever. By the next morning, it was 103 degrees and I just knew he had the flu. Not only did he end up having influenza, he had both strains – A and B. Doc said it was the first case she’d ever seen.

We’re all on Taimflu, which is working miracles, by the way. Still, I have it, and Son #2 came down with it yesterday. All in all, though, I have to say it’s not bad. I’ve had colds worse than this. That Taiflu is keeping the husband and Son #1 from getting it so dar, and my case is really mild. Son #3 is feeling fine, and Son #2 is just running a low temp. We’ve got it made in the shade, right? Ummm… no. Because whether we’re on Tamiflu or not, I have to keep them home for a certain period of time. Which means Son #3 (also known around here as the instigator) can’t go to school again until tomorrow. He’s been fever-free for two days now, but stuck at home. Bored.  Son #2 can’t go back until he’s broken his temp for 24 hours, so that means he has to be home tomorrow, at least. How much work am I missing?

It also means time doing stuff like writing is shot to heck. Either I’m shuttling around peanut butter toast and Gatorade, or I’m wiped out from shuttling peanut butter toast and Gatorade.  That seems to be my biggest symptom of the flu so far – tired as heck. Of course, that could be the guilt of missing work Monday and Tuesday, then taking off Friday for Son #1’s basketball tournament. Assuming he’s healthy enough.

So I’m on a crunch. The plan was to finish Guys and Dogs before March 1, at which time a few of us have decided to do a NaNo-like sprint to write our next books. But, as you may already have figured out, I have a massive guilt complex, and if G&D isn’t done, it’s going to nag at me all March.

Gee, do you think I could whine any more? No? Then you don’t know me very well.

Off to call the school! They will be so thrilled.

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