Amy Lane's Blog: Writer's Lane, page 190
August 21, 2010
Opening Day, Stream of Consciousness Style
Okay... before we delve deep into my sunburnt noggin for the details of my day, I need to say THANK YOU THANK YOU A ZILLION TIMES THANK YOU! At the moment I'm in second, but the fact is, when I posted my shameless begging for your attention this morning, I was, like, LAST, and really embarrassed for Whim and Charlie. You guys gave them a little somethin' somethin', and I'm no longer ashamed to hold my head up with the other kids. Thank you--every one who voted, everyone who said, "Good luc...
Vote for MMMMEEEE!!!
Okay-- real blog post coming, I SWEAR! But it's opening day for soccer (which is huge and exhausting with three kids on the field) and when I checked my e-mail this morning I saw that "Whim" was up for Book of the Week over HERE! So, uhm, while I'm running around trying to watch Squish, Zoomboy, and Chicken play their two exhibition games (after Squish had a game last night!) could y'all do me a solid and vote for me?
Thankyuvrramuch!
I SWEAR--a real blog post tonight or tomorrow! Honest!
Thankyuvrramuch!
I SWEAR--a real blog post tonight or tomorrow! Honest!
August 19, 2010
Intellect Disconnect
This morning, the following things happened before 8:30 a.m.
* I woke up at 5:00 in the morning to take care of writing business and the internet was down, all day.
* I left on time for work and got there late because traffic in front of the school was SO bad I spent fifteen minutes in front of the school trying to get to the parking lot.
* An administrator walked into my room while I was trying to pull my morning schedule out of an orifice--I felt foolish. (She was fine--she even got to walk...
* I woke up at 5:00 in the morning to take care of writing business and the internet was down, all day.
* I left on time for work and got there late because traffic in front of the school was SO bad I spent fifteen minutes in front of the school trying to get to the parking lot.
* An administrator walked into my room while I was trying to pull my morning schedule out of an orifice--I felt foolish. (She was fine--she even got to walk...
August 17, 2010
Zoomboy and the Sign
Zoomboy is playing soccer.
"How is he doing?" Mate asks, and I tell him. It's not pretty.
"He runs like an epileptic giraffe in cement shoes," I tell him apologetically.
"That's your fault." (My family's complete lack of coordination is universally acknowledged. When my father dances, lives are at stake.)
"I know," I tell him.
"What else?"
"He can't focus. I spent a couple of practices giving him a verbal redirect, but the coach would rather we not yell at them on the field."
"What were yo...
"How is he doing?" Mate asks, and I tell him. It's not pretty.
"He runs like an epileptic giraffe in cement shoes," I tell him apologetically.
"That's your fault." (My family's complete lack of coordination is universally acknowledged. When my father dances, lives are at stake.)
"I know," I tell him.
"What else?"
"He can't focus. I spent a couple of practices giving him a verbal redirect, but the coach would rather we not yell at them on the field."
"What were yo...
August 15, 2010
And Now We Are Sane
Sort of.
I'd forgotten how normal a weekend can be. Gymnastics, grocery shopping, kids' errands, oh my! Of course, next week, soccer games start, and opening day, and I may very well fall down the rabbit hole again... there is no telling!
For those of you curious about this year's schedule (since previous years have proven so very entertaining once teh Crazy has begun) it goes a little something like this:
M/W-- Soccer for Chicken @ 5:00, and for Mate, Squish, and Zoomboy at 6:30-8:00.
T-- Da...
I'd forgotten how normal a weekend can be. Gymnastics, grocery shopping, kids' errands, oh my! Of course, next week, soccer games start, and opening day, and I may very well fall down the rabbit hole again... there is no telling!
For those of you curious about this year's schedule (since previous years have proven so very entertaining once teh Crazy has begun) it goes a little something like this:
M/W-- Soccer for Chicken @ 5:00, and for Mate, Squish, and Zoomboy at 6:30-8:00.
T-- Da...
August 13, 2010
I feel happy... I want to go for a walk!
(I was going to do "I'm not dead yet" but apparently I've done that one before...)
Anyway, this week I:
* Went back to work and saw students
* Took kids to soccer practice with Mate, twice
* Took T to fail his driver's permit exam
* Took T to look smashing for his Senior Portraits
* Took the little kids to the pool (today)
* Fielded an insane kitten on my head for three out of five mornings
* Got up at five a.m. to write every morning (apparently freaking out the spouse who did not know that I did th...
Anyway, this week I:
* Went back to work and saw students
* Took kids to soccer practice with Mate, twice
* Took T to fail his driver's permit exam
* Took T to look smashing for his Senior Portraits
* Took the little kids to the pool (today)
* Fielded an insane kitten on my head for three out of five mornings
* Got up at five a.m. to write every morning (apparently freaking out the spouse who did not know that I did th...
August 10, 2010
Just in Time to Kick Off Teh Crazy...
Yup. That's Bella's Brother, now available at Dreamspinner, available in a day or two from ARe, and available this week sometime from amazon.com.
To say I'm nervous about this one would not fully convey how on edge I am about the reception of Making Promises. Some people love it, and some people are disappointed that it's not Deacon and Crick all over again, and I've experienced this with Vulnerable and Wounded, but, like with that series, I have the urge to make the next installment in a ...
August 7, 2010
I Was on the Moon With Steve
Okay, watch the video first. Seriously. It's crucial to the whole rest of the post.
Did you hear that? He said that children lied their heads off! He said "I was dead at the time! I was on the moon! With Steve!" So now we know who it was that made your children do that awful thing--smack their sisters, kick the dog, break the tchotchkes-- all of it! We have a scapegoat!
All you need is a Steve.
Ladies and gentleman (one, at the least!)
Meet Steve.
Now, I confess, I had a certain agend...
Did you hear that? He said that children lied their heads off! He said "I was dead at the time! I was on the moon! With Steve!" So now we know who it was that made your children do that awful thing--smack their sisters, kick the dog, break the tchotchkes-- all of it! We have a scapegoat!
All you need is a Steve.
Ladies and gentleman (one, at the least!)
Meet Steve.
Now, I confess, I had a certain agend...
August 6, 2010
Ten Writing Reasons This Was a Good Summer
Okay-- you all know that the highlight of my summer is my kids--for always and forever, and we had some VERY good moments. But from a strictly writing standpoint, here are ten reasons that summer belonged to me...
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I don't know how I feel about this--I mean, on the one hand I"m psyched... and on the other? Well... I still want more time with my kids. But, at least in a small way, summer really did belong to me:-)
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I don't know how I feel about this--I mean, on the one hand I"m psyched... and on the other? Well... I still want more time with my kids. But, at least in a small way, summer really did belong to me:-)
August 5, 2010
The Song Says It All
So, I was having a little discussion with my editor today (okay-- it still makes me feel very swank saying that. Forgive me. I have so very little opportunities for swank.) I told her I was going in to work for a little bit of time and she wondered that I was going back so early. I bitched about California and my own high school district in the same sentence, and then I said that I felt a little bit like Spiderman.
During the summer, I was a fearless word-slinger, creating new worlds, figh...
