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When characters fight back
Posted by doggonedmysteries
She’s insisting she will not become romantically involved with her coworker. Every time I try to write a bit of a love scene, she stalks off and won’t talk to me.
The sexual tension is there and she refuses to play with it. I’ve tried bribery (If you play along I’ll write you a fabulous chase scene), coaxing (Oh, come on you know you like him), and threats (If you don’t let me write the scene I’ll wound or kill you in the next scene). No good. She won’t be moved.
I have a feeling she intends to hold herself aloof for her debut and then maybe she’ll loosen up in the second book.
At least she’s talking to me and that’s a start. My other characters have gone into hiding.
Posted in My books
Tags: Author, books, Craft of writing, Dead, Doggoned, Multiple Sclerosis, Mysteries, Mystery, Writer
Do I need words?
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Nope, this February snowstorm is better than what happened in 2010!
February snowstorm 2012
February blizzard of 2010
Posted in Weather related
Tags: Author, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Disability, Doggoned, Life, Multiple Sclerosis, Snow, Writer
Happy belated Birthday Curmudgeon
Posted by doggonedmysteries
The Curmudgeon’s cane arrived from https://www.elderluxe.com/ today. It is gorgeous. I thought I’d ordered it early enough to get it by The Curmudgeon’s birthday back in January, but I was wrong.
If you plan to order a gift from them, give it plenty of time. I can say with conviction that this item was worth both the price and the time it took to get here. The Curmudgeon is delighted with it. 😀 I did good!
Posted in Misc
Tags: Author, Bones, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Disability, Life, Love, Multiple Sclerosis, Writer
The Paypal debacle
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Well, I tried to open a Paypal account again. I have one now but they don’t like my bank or something. I’ve jumped through their hoops a few too many times and I refuse to leap another one. Let’s just say I have a ‘minimal’ account with them and leave it at that.
Automated teller machines hate me too.
I do believe it is my bank’s fault. They’ve never once in 37 years had the correct numbers on our checks. We always have had a problem when someplace wants a routing number or other such thing.
Once a year, at the very least, I have to call them and ask for the proper numbers.
How about you? Did you jump through all their hoops? Or, perhaps you are smarter than I am and you don’t deal with them.
Posted in Misc
Tags: Author, Bones, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Disability, Doggoned, Life, Multiple Sclerosis, Writer
What I’m watching
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Out of all the reality shows, most of which can go away–far, far away, I do enjoy The Voice. I love the blind auditions and will be watching again tonight.
After The Voice, I’ll be switching to the Sci Fi channel to watch Lost Girl.
I didn’t watch the Super Bowl yesterday. I haven’t watched one for 37 years–since I’ve been married. I used to watch a lot of football when I lived at home. With all daughters at least one of us managed to enjoy watching the games with our father.
You all have a good one!
Posted in Favorite TV shows
Tags: Author, Bones, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Disability, Doggoned, Life, Multiple Sclerosis, Writer
Updates
Posted by doggonedmysteries
The Curmudgeon had a strange day yesterday. His balance sucked but he said he felt pretty darned good in spite of that. Go figure.
Gavin and Patty are full of energy and chase each other about every morning now. I guess his UTI is getting better.
The roof on the MIL’s garage is STILL not done. The Curmudgeon talked to the roofer and got a few excuses. We’ll see what happens. If it doesn’t get finished soon he’ll have me to deal with and I’m never as easy to appease as The Curmudgeon.
Writing is still eluding me. Maybe once the house is finally on the market I’ll relax enough to work.
You all have a good one!
Posted in Misc
Tags: Author, Bones, Bull Terriers, Disability, Doggoned, Dogs, Multiple Sclerosis, Writer, Writing
Tight budget month
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Did you ever have one of those months where the money in the checking account seems to have disappeared into a black hole?
Yeah, that’s us this month. The vet bills–many more than usual, the repair of the old desk top, The Curmudgeon’s new glasses–both pair, bills, groceries…oops! The balance got low faster than usual. We’re going to have to budget carefully for the rest of the month.
Makes me real glad I put the lap top purchase on the charge card. I figure I can clear that charge in two or three payments.
I’ll need to stay out of Amazon and keep The Curmudgeon away from all those catalogs.
At least he’ll get his birthday present next week–they finally shipped his new cane.
Posted in Misc
Tags: Author, Bones, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Disability, Doggoned, Life, Multiple Sclerosis, Writer
When words fail, pictures work!
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Posted in Dog related
Tags: Author, Bones, Bull Terriers, Disability, Doggoned, Dogs, Multiple Sclerosis, Rescue Dogs, Writer
When does the energy return?
Posted by doggonedmysteries
I’m still waiting for my energy to come back. I get tired all the time while doing much less than I did six months ago. With amazing temperatures the last two days it really bothered me that I didn’t have all the energy I wanted to have.
People keep telling me that it will come back and I’ll feel normal again. However, after carrying in the groceries and large bag of dog food yesterday I truly wondered about it. Once I put the groceries away, I felt so exhausted that I asked The Curmudgeon if he minded if I ordered a pizza for dinner. I absolutely did not have any energy left to cook.
Before, I would’ve made a great dinner using ingredients I just bought. My ass was dragging for sure because all I wanted to do was take a nap. (I didn’t though.) It’s a little hard to do that when you have two bullies telling you it is dinner time! They aren’t subtle about it.
You all have a good one! I’m going to take it easy today…maybe.
Posted in Heart Attack
Tags: Author, Bones, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Dead, Disability, Doggoned, Multiple Sclerosis, Writer
It wasn’t a low cholesterol dinner…
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Every once in a while I do have to make The Curmudgeon something special for dinner. I knew I wasn’t going to have time to get fancy last night because I had a dentist appointment in the afternoon.
My solution at 4:30 in the morning, was to slice some onions, toss them in the crock pot, put the frozen chuck roast on top of them, season it and pour a bottle of Guinness Stout over all. I set the pot on low and went to bed.
Right before I left for my 2:00 appointment, I dumped some baby carrots in the pot. The roast smelled marvelous.
Arriving home a little before four, I checked the roast. The carrots were almost done–we’d eat at five.
A quarter to five, I made mashed potatoes, pulled out the carrots and roast, and made gravy. The Curmudgeon enjoyed his dinner. I did too because this sort of meal is becoming scarce in this house.
I’ll make up for it during the rest of the week.
Posted in Food
Tags: Author, Bones, Caregiver, Dead, Disability, Doggoned, Food, Multiple Sclerosis, Writer
Letter to Me
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Dear Me,
Remember when you managed to write pages upon pages in your books every day? What happened? You really need to figure out the whats and whys, kick them in the ass, and get back to work. This is taking too long and it is too important to keep screwing up.
Sure, many things have happened this past year. In fact, for several years you’ve had a number of life changing events happen. Don’t take them for granted, use them.
Your Father, Mother, sisters and parents in law are gone, use all that sorrow, hurt, pain, and emotion in your writing. Stop bottling it all up inside and set it free in your writing.
Your Husband, Aunts, Cousins, and friends love you. Embrace that love and bring that joy back into your writing.
All my love,
Me
New alarm clock
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Gavin has either taken it upon himself to be my alarm clock, or he’s decided that he wants some private Mommy time. Lately, I’ve heard him wandering down the hallway and flopping down in front of my bedroom door a little before I would be getting up.
Yesterday, The Curmudgeon remembered how I’ve often asked him to not let me sleep too late, and he came to wake me. Gavin followed, squeezed in the door past his Daddy, and piled on the bed with me. He was ready to settle in for a good snuggle when Patty decided to join us.
The disgust on his face proved to me that he’d wanted me all to himself. He got up, left the bed, and went back downstairs. He was NOT happy. Poor Gavin.
Patty, on the other hand, was happy. She got to bounce on the bed, make him leave, and then chase him downstairs.
I think that when I hear him flop down outside my door tomorrow and let loose with his usual sigh, I’ll let him in and close the door so Patty can’t ruin his cuddle. Sometimes he just needs some alone time with me.
Posted in Dog related
Tags: Author, Bones, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Dead, Disability, Doggoned, Dogs, Multiple Sclerosis
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