Archive for January, 2007



Monday, January 29th, 2007
Writing "Rituals"

I’ve been pondering one of the reasons it’s been so hard for me to write lately and I think part of the answer lies in the fact that I started trying to write on my laptop downstairs so I didn’t feel as isolated from my family.

Unfortunately, I think I’m the kind of person who really works best with a sort of “work” environment that is separate from my “living” environment. Hopefully that makes sense.

I’ve been able to work from home very successfully but when I really look at how I managed that, I really did treat it like going to work. I got up, fed the starving-yet-overweight felines, took M to daycare and then locked myself in the office with a soda and some snacks and sat down to work. I would often lose myself so much that I would only become aware of it when I either really needed a drink or really needed to pee.

Since I work a full time day job, I can’t currently do this during the day for my writing. So I’m spending the next few weeks trying to set a pattern for myself. At 10pm I am going up to my office and “going to the writing job” until midnight. I cleared off my desk so I had some space (the top of the file cabinets is next) and I have a lovely bottle of aromatherapy hand lotion I’m putting on to set a scent trigger for myself.

Last night I ran out of things to drink so tonight I made myself a pot of tea and brought it, a beautiful tea cup I bought it Beijing and my sugar to my office with me.

While I don’t intend to limit myself to only writing from 10-12 or only in my office, I have to think that some time and an established pattern has to be better than the prior lack of anything, especially writing output.

Does anyone else do certain things or have little rituals they do to perpare them to write?

Thursday, January 25th, 2007
Dakota Tagged Me :)

Tagged with a romance meme by the lovely Dakota Cassidy….

Contemporary, Historical or Paranormal?
Contemporary and paranormals. I used to read historicals but I’m a history buff and get caught up in the details to the point I will actually go and look facts up so I no longer really enjoy reading them.

Hardback, Trade Paperback or Mass Market Paperback?
Hmm - mostly mass market or trade. I’ll buy hardback only for some authors because storing them is so hard and the expense is rather large to make it my primary format.

Heyer or Austin?
Austin

Amazon or Brick & Mortar?
I used to buy almost everything online but I now have a reader posse at my local Borders and the lovely Andrea runs it for us and watches for upcoming books and things we might like. Now I mostly buy there if I can.

First romance novel you ever remember reading?
The Wolf and the Dove by Kathleen Woodiwiss - I still have my original copy!

Alphabetize by author, alphabetize by title or random?
I’m anal about it - genre then author then title when it is a keeper. The rest are on the book mountain by my bed until I can no longer walk and remove them.

Keep, throw away or sell?
I have some keepers but only a limited space. I tend to donate most and sell a few.

Read with dustjacket or remove it?
Remove it - it must remain pristine!

Sookie Stackhouse or Anita Blake?
Both - for different reasons.

Stop reading when tired or at chapter breaks?
When tired or I fall asleep - I have done this!

“It was a dark and stormy night” or “Once upon a time”?
Can’t I have both? Maybe in the same story?

Crusie or SEP?
SEP.

Buy or borrow?
Buy unless I’ve borrowed a book until my order comes in.

Buying choice: Book Reviews, recommendations or browse?
All of the above but the reviews have to be someone I have a track record of agreeing with.

Tidy ending or cliff-hanger?
Tidy for the story being told. I hate major cliff hangers for the hero and heroine but I don’t mind them for the universe.

Morning reading, afternoon reading, or evening reading?
All of the above, any time I can spare.

Series or stand alone?
Yes! :)

Favorite book of which no one else has heard?
Sheesh - I tell everyone about my favorite books! This is impossible for me but I bet the meme really means a favorite not well known book. L.E. Modesitt’s book Gravity Dreams.

Who to tag - how about Lacey, Kristin and Lauren Dane :)

Wednesday, January 24th, 2007
Struck by Insanity

I have been struck by insanity. I’m convinced of it.

(Are you still insane if you realize it?)

I’m getting ready to install Office 2007 and (maybe) Vista on my writing laptop. I really do want to get more used to it since I use it at work now and I’m one of those people who has trouble switching back and forth easily.

We’ll see how it goes.

I already know that attempting to download the 388mb installer file onto the writing laptop while C plays City of Comics (City of Heroes/City of Villains) and I play World of Warcrack isn’t a terrifically successful idea. Several times the download has mysteriously stopped partway through and had to be started over. So I’m blogging and blog hopping instead in hopes that this time it might actually finish.

We’ll see…….

If you find me tearing my hair out or receive a plea to spring me from lockdown, you’ll know what happened.

Monday, January 22nd, 2007
The Lord of Storms Tidbit

There’s a new tibdit up from a story idea called “The Lord of Storms”. You can read here on the messageboards and let me know what you think.

Monday, January 22nd, 2007
The Accidental Clique

I’ve had some interesting conversations lately – both with some new people starting on my team at the day job as well as talking to various authors I’m acquainted with, both published and unpublished. One of the subjects that continues to come up is that of “cliques”.

People naturally want to be around others that have similar goals or interests. That’s human nature. Larger groups will often sub-divide into smaller groups, sometimes of even more specific interests. This is sometimes for mutual support, sometimes for other reasons. People want to feel like they are part of a group.

The definition of a clique indicates an exclusive group of people. This definition shows that, by it’s nature, a clique has members and outsiders.

But what causes these groups to become labeled with the non-complimentary term of “clique” and be negatively viewed by others? In my own opinion, it’s actually when some of the ways that a group tends to reinforce their bond go overboard.

In my own experiences, it can be extremely difficult to walk into any established group as the “new person” and feel that everyone else in the group is so entrenched in one or more sub-groups that you feel very much the outsider or sometimes even downright unwelcome. Haven’t we all felt that when we started a new job or went to a new school? That feeling can be made much worse by cliquish behavior.

One of the most interesting things about cliques is that sometimes the very behavior that hurts others is not done maliciously or out of meanness or even out of a desire to be hurtful – it’s usually a behavior that is supportive of the clique or a member of it, but it is done to excess or in an inappropriate venue.

I actually had a new person at my day job ask during the interview whether our team was cliquish and whether there were little groups of people who always hung out together and went to lunch together, etc. He was obviously worried about the negative implications of cliques on things like information, decisions, etc. A very valid concern to me as well since I’ve worked on teams where if you were not a member of the clique the managers were in (a.k.a. the “Inner Circle”) you were often not given the better assignments, information wouldn’t reach you and you were constantly having to play detective just to get your job done. A very ugly situation.

Many groups show solidarity by congregating together, sharing “in jokes”, naming their group and referring to that name, referring to themselves as “a ”, cheering each other’s accomplishments on, etc.

All of this sounds good, right? But in any situation where the group is a sub-group of a larger group, it’s very easy for the group to be perceived as being cliquish as well as stuck up, unapproachable, and perhaps even downright unfriendly if some things are done to excess:

1) Group members only sit with other group members and go out of their way to do so.

2) A fuss is made when another group member arrives but no such fuss when a non-member arrives.

3) Members of the group use the group itself as a frequent part of their self-identification to others.

4) There are frequent references to group activities or meetings in the midst of the larger group.

5) Members of the group flaunt some group sign (clothing, signs, etc.) to the larger group.

I have heard a lot of people state that they did not pursue membership in a group because of cliquish behavior. For myself, I don’t think that’s good if the larger group wishes to grow and welcome new people. Eventually the clique will be all that is left.

I actually had to put some real thought into whether to remain a member of a group I belong to because of what I consider to be strongly cliquish and alienating behavior by some of the group. I’m sure it’s not deliberate but it doesn’t make gatherings easier and I’m pretty stubborn.

In light of this thinking, I’m going to make it a personal goal to look at my own behavior and make an extra effort to reach out to new people and question my own behavior.

Sunday, January 21st, 2007
Getting Back to Work Already :)

After some introspection on what I’ve been doing and why, I think I’ve perhaps been stalling a bit (okay more than a bit) on my fiction projects. I think that is partly because I really burned the midnight oil to get the non-fic book done but I’m partly scared of having no more excuses to prevent me from sending Raven’s White Hart out to agents and publishers.

So now I’m back to working on Raven’s White Hart and its synopsis. My goal is to have the synopsis done by the end of the month.

I’m taking a deep breath and diving back in…..

Saturday, January 13th, 2007
It’s COLD here!

I’m really not used to protracted cold weather in Western Washington and the last month or so has been nothing but consistently odd and inconsistently COLD. Last week it took me three hours to make a normally 30-45 minute drive home and I left work early, long before everyone else panicked. It’s been between 25 and 31 since - that’s three days that I’ve just stayed home. My blog has more details on the scary drive home and the crazy slip-and-slide of my attempt to leave the house yesterday.

Of course the enforced homebound-ness would be more appreciated if it were not in the company of a five year old who really wants to play and a husband who really wants to talk to me.

On the good side, I came up with a really interesting story idea that the Muses have created from my annoyance with the weather and my fascination with storms, especially lightning storms. If I manage to complete the test reading I’m working on today, I will try to post the short start of that idea.

Saturday, January 13th, 2007
Slip-N-Slide Today

With all the weird stuff going on with the weather, I worked from home yesterday. I really wasn’t comfortable with how slippery the driveway and local roads are. C took M to daycare and picked him up (something about him being far more comfortable driving on slick roads than I am).

Today I caved to C’s plans of leaving for work Way Early (before daycare was opened) and planned on taking M to daycare myself. I had hoped that when C actually didn’t get up until I woke him up (after daycare was open), he would volunteer to take M anyway. No such luck.

So I decide that I’m still not going in to my office but would take M to daycare - that way I could actually get work done. It couldn’t be too bad, after all. C had assured my that I would have been fine yesterday and would be today too.

I cry Bullshit.

It’s 31 in the garage when I leave (after this tale is over I moved the thermometer to the back patio and it registered 26).

M and I (mostly I) spent 15 minutes scraping about 1/4 inch of ice from the my car. Mind you this is ICE, not snow. Then it took another minute or two to try to pry open the car doors that have managed to freeze themselves shut. Joy.

The next step was to try to get out of the driveway. The car was stuck but a few cycles of rocking back and forth managed to escape that. Down the driveway was a little slick, as was the private gravel road. The intersection between it and the first paved road was quite slick but I managed it.

Because I had to take an uphill right next to our road, I went the opposite way about a block, made a careful u-turn and made a run for the hill. Now I wasn’t going all that fast because I was trying to walk the fine line between the desire for momentum and not creaming myself, oncoming traffic or anything else if something went wrong. I had gotten a look at the hill and it looked a lot like packed ice to me.

Up the hill, up the hill, up the hill……

About half the way up the tune changed to….

Sliding down the hill, down the hill, down the hill…..

At the bottom I had zero traction and was making a marvelous backward pirouette until I had done about a 180 and was about a foot from being in the ditch.

A few deep breaths and I told M that we were just going to go home now. It was just too slick for me. He never panicked (neither did I) but it was a bit adrenaline raising.

I called daycare to let them know M wasn’t coming today. Then I called C and let him have it.

New rules:
1) If I say I’m not comfortable driving with the current road conditions, do not argue with me. Your comfort level is NOT mine and I do not have nearly the same degree of experience you do.
2) If I ask you to take M to daycare because of road conditions, please just do it if at all possible. I don’t make you mortgage a body part when you ask me to ferry in your place - please exercise the same courtesy.
3) Next car I get must have all wheel drive and I always get mud/snow rated tires.

Sigh - if it’s not better tomorrow, I’m going to have cabin fever. It’s 7:45 pm now and 25 degrees outside. Not looking much like thawing.

Friday, January 12th, 2007
The "Oh by the way…" of Family Medical Histories

Today I was catching up on various family news with my sister and she mentioned that her daughter (4) had been having laser treatments for a hemangioma and during her first treatment had an episode of ventricular arrhythmia where her heartbeat rose to over 200 beats per minute. Scarey stuff.

So my sister took her to a very experienced and reknown pediatric cardiologist in her area and he had my sister gather some family history which my sister relayed to me. I was never aware that my mother and my siblings all have ventricular arrythmias to one degree or another. Apparently, according to my sister, although this condition is often congenital, it’s rare to have a cluster of it in a family.

When I described what I’ve explained away as just an odd ball feeling or maybe a small panic attack or something is exactly the symptoms of an episode of ventricular arrhythmia.

Okaaaaaaaaay.

So several members of my family have a diagnosed heart condition that is not necessarily life threatening if not severe and this is the first I’ve heard about it??

I guess I’ll make an appt and talk to a cardiologist so I know what to watch for, if there is any testing I need to have done and what steps I can take if I do have it.

Nothing like a nice surprise to make you think, huh?

Thursday, January 11th, 2007
The Expedition to Just Get Home

As some of you may know, I live in the Puget Sound area and we’ve been having the Weird Weather the last few months. Normally we get a few inches of snow and it’s gone later that day or the next day and that cycle occurs a few times each Winter. The local drivers and weather-guessers do get all worked up over it with reports of a Snow Event and dire warnings that don’t amount to much.

(In no way am I going to neglect to point out that the slightest sight of snow - or rain - or sun - or anything different from what they saw within the last two hours and the drivers around here turn into dipshits. They start driving either like maniacs or blind old men and instantly lose fifty IQ points - that’s 50 points they can’t afford to lose.)

On November 27th we had a serious storm that hit while I was already on the way home. Lots of snow and hail and very very cold so things iced up almost instantly. It took me over an hour to get home from only about two miles away. Poor C took almost 4 hours to get home and had to stop and buy chains.

This time I really wasn’t as apt to just ignore the storm warnings and when my friend Jo was IMing me with reports that it was starting to snow near my house, I decided to not take too many chances and left my office at 3:45pm. Thankfully there wasn’t anything that required me to stay at work.

The mistake that would come back to haunt me was that when I got into the car, my mind was on the drive and I plopped my laptop and my purse into the trunk. My cell phone was in the purse. Ooops.

The first sign of the true ugliness occurred about 5 miles from the office. It started to snow the little light popcorn hail - about the size of lentils. Within a mile and a few minutes, this had turned to hail the size of sweet peas and the traffic came to a stop. The road was becoming coated as the hail stuck and it took literally 30 minutes to go only 2 blocks.

I did briefly debate getting out and fishing my phone from the trunk but I was both afraid of becoming stuck and really didn’t want to drive and talk at the same time in this weather.

I was taking some back roads and listening to news radio so I knew all routes were equally awful and I decided to just stick this out. We slowly crept along the backroads for literally hours. The roads got slicker as the sun went down as well as the temperature and people started to get impatient. Some drivers turned around to try some other option. Some were driving erratically and out of their lane. Some were behaving well.

I had a small SUV thing behind me who decided to flash his brights every time he didn’t like the speed I was going. Excuse me but I wanted to keep moving at whatever pace it took to have to stop the fewest times possible. Every time I had to stop then tried to get moving again it was harder and harder to do so without spinning tires. Apparently the driver following me would much rather I start and stop constantly instead. If I wasn’t so afraid of getting stuck, I would have stopped my car, gotten out and walked back to him to see if he was in distress or something. Surely he would only be such an ass in the direst circumstances, right?

After two hours, I finally got into the town near mine where the roads weren’t so bad and made a bit of time through there until I came out the other side and decided to take the local highway instead of the freeway (this was easy once I saw the traffic on the highway and heard about a jack-knifed semi up the highway a bit). Almost three hours later I arrived at M’s daycare and C arrived there only about 5-7 minutes after I did.

I didn’t try to go home first because our driveway is fairly steep and if this storm was like the last one, it would become quite tricky to get back down again without a dive into the ditch across the private road from the end of the driveway.

M was still at daycare and snuggling with his caretaker so I didn’t waste the trip there.

We made it up the driveway (momentum is a wonderful thing) and I can tell it will be bad if it’s as cold as they predict - there was a fair amount of slush and standing water that will be happy to turn into ice. Thankfully I can just call in if necessary and work from home.

I really am TIRED of storms….