Writing Success: Well, I went to the Toasted Cheese author chat today.

Music Playing: Lights Out on KINK

Exerpt from "...And You Think You've Got It Bad"

Love And Marriage - A Woman's Chances to Marry All can afford to marry and raise families with more ease and less expense than to live alone. When pure, elevated, spiritual affection exists between the husband and wife, it is a source of the highest degree of pleasure to be warmed by the same fire and read by the same light.

As the average human life is 31 years, one had best make haste as soon as one is so inclined.

Just think, I'd not only be considered old, but ancient at my ripe age. Freakish to think your life was so short. I think, "hmm, eighties, nineties, hundreds" and think that's a good age with a long life. They had a hard, hard life. But look! They get to share it! I enjoy "all can afford", cause kids and wives are so cheap! Buy a dozen!

I'd like to pause and apologize for any misspellings. They've changed the layout of this thing and it's doing some wierd rebooting thing which is moving my cursor in and out of this screen, and kind of fuddling with me. It's odd.

I'd also like to take this pause to do a commercial. VISIT SAL'S BLOG! Okay, I feel better now. Her blog will make you laugh out loud, quite literally. I enjoy a daily visit, and thought I'd share. Not that I don't share that all the time and have her link over to the left, but hey. It's worth a big commercial too. Imagine me in a slinky dress saying all this nice and sexy with pouty lips. There. Should get you to her blog.

You ever have those days where you want to write, but you're just too bored? This has been another of those days for me. I realize that doesn't make a lot of sense. Being bored implies that one has nothing to do. It's not true. Many people do a lot of things that bore them. But they have no choice but to do them. Boredom has nothing to do with inactivity.

So today I was bored while in writing chat. Unusual, but something about it was just making me do that thing where you use your hand for a puppet and go "yak yak yak, blah blah blah". Mind you, the guest was great. Honestly, she had a lot to say and very interesting ideas. I really wish Sal or Beaver had come, they would have enjoyed her to death. Sal would have loved her, since the guest was also Scottish and had actually stayed up late to participate in the chat. Yes, many things to talk about.

I was still bored.

Maybe it's because I haven't been writing, so I feel the fraud going. Here's this author whose won a contest talking about no-ending stories as shorts because the attention span of the typical adult in this age is about 2.5 seconds. (Your mind is already wandering off as you read this, isn't it? I know, the laundry needs done! Leave it a minute.) Granted, I couldn't enter it because I judge it. But where have I posted, published, entered, or taken a risk lately? Nowhere. Heck, I haven't written a complete, well-thought out story since I left iVillage. Sad, but true. (By the way, my "favorite reads" list is still there, up and active. They fire me for no reason at all and that's still there. Ah, good times, good times.)

Anyhow, I was bored. (I begin to think I'm the one with the attention span of a chia pet.) So you'd figure I'd go write something. Well, I kind of figured I would. I didn't. I went and played Diablo and Neopets and ... well, I didn't write. But I'm writing now. Okay, my brain is apparently going in 12 directions, but I'm writing. So, yay. Now, to get it into story form....

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