Amy Lane's Blog: Writer's Lane, page 189

Weekend Sleeping...

Okay-- first of all, thanks so far for everyone who's put in their two cents for the contest! Some of the choices were a real surprise--and I was thrilled to see a couple of votes for Bitter Moon. (My daughter was not! She said that if I wrote a sex scene between Lane and Bethen and posted it on line, I would wreck her for life. I promised if that one was picked, there would be some romance, but no explicit sex--I hope that's okay! She also said she REALLY wanted the Marcus/Phillip or To...

899... License to Thrill!

Seriously! If you add the old blog with this one I'm on post 899--and, like, WOW! I've got a contest in mind--sort of a modest little contest for readers AND knitters, but I'm going to chat a little before I tell ya what it is, 'cause I'm mean like that. (I'm also hella sleep deprived--even my students are telling me I'm pale and sickly--which is teen-speak for, "Gee, Ms. Lane, you look like reconstituted shit in a can!")

Anyway, today was... well... Senior Portraits/ Soccer Pictures/ Sen...

Happy, Pretty, Busy, Singing, Planning, Playing, Living...

ZOMG! So pretty! This story is set in the LG universe (as well as my own tongue-in-cheek version of heaven) and deals with a couple of angels who are... well, befuddled by everybody's favorite vampire when they're set to watch him. I loved Litha's Constant Whim, and I love this one--Whim wasn't a commercial powerhouse or anything, but it was REALLY dear to my heart (aren't they all?) and so is this one, and the fact that the cover is a big bucket of Kentucky fried awesome with awesomesauce...

Chicken's Favorite Thing

Chicken and her friends went to an anime convention this weekend. On Friday, I lucked out-- her friend's mom drove, while I stayed home with a tired Squish who, on top of feeling under-weatherly, had also received her last round of shots all in one arm. (Mate said it was the darnedest thing--after years of dealing with Zoomboy and Big T, who had to be full-body restrained while pale, shaking women approached with needles, Squish simply sat there. She watched the nurse stick the needle in, a...

Writing Angst

People wonder how I can write angst so convincingly.

How can I put myself in the place of someone who has experienced loss or sadness or pain, when, although turbulent and not without struggle, my life has had such a happy ending. (And let's face it. Even if a wandering satellite had its orbit disturbed by an epileptic butterfly in Japan and crashed down through my roof as I sleep tonight, pinning me to the bed in a larger-than-cookable amy-cake, my life has still been pretty goddamned goo...

Lemme Hear It From the Cheap Seats!

This is Talker--and he's getting a lot of attention. Maybe it's the tattoos and maybe it's the fact that Bella was so sweet and light and this one is... well... not. Either way, I'm getting all nervy again because it's out tonight from this place and ARe and amazon.com and all points in between.

Either way, I've been chewing on nerves all week. (Of course, worrying about Zoomboy has me chewing on something more substantial, so the nerves are just sitting there, misfiring and neglected and o...

Big Round Numbers

'Kay... Zoomboy is sick, first of all. And it sucks-- we woke up a three this morning and he was throwing off heat like Sacramento in the summer, and then, at five (when I actually get out of bed) he didn't feel bad. At six thirty, when his father gets out of bed, he's back to super-nova again. He's so sad when he's sick. Squish hunkers down on you and just, well, squishes. Zoomboy can't get comfy on you and mostly just lays in bed like a dead fish--too out of it to even flop. I guess t...

And other shitty things happened this week...

Including Mate spraining his ankle (and being a total trooper about it as he coached soccer, bless him), and a clusterfuck over at amazon.com and the fact that our cat apparently has a jumping disability...

But forget about that. Because I've got some writing happy, all in one whack, and I'm gonna celebrate for a nanosecond before I start whinging about what, let's face it, is a pretty awesome life. First of all, there's this:



It's the first pencil sketch for Guarding the Vampire's Ghost (th...

I survived...

But mostly because I slept for nine hours on Tuesday, and because I came home early on Wednesday and cried on Mate...

*whinge* "You're going to cancel soccer practice, right? And come get the kids? Because it's two o'clock and a hundred and five fucking degrees outside and if I have to get in that fucking car again I will never stop crying!"

Mate replied, "yeah-- but could you call the parents for me?"

And I did. And then got my own two phone calls, because it really was that hot, and I wa...

Bitching by bullet points...

* The cat has so far managed to ass-dial the following functions on my computer: this weird box that won't let me scroll--but only on CERTAIN e-mails or dialog boxes, the dimmer switch so I can't see my screen, and (this one is fun!) Command + F5--which on a Mac, cues up a voice telling you where you are on the internet. (If you want it to go away, just press it again!)

* I lost my car keys in Teh Crazy on Saturday. Have been using Mates. Can't wait to lose those too.

* My car a/c broke...