Lane Morris Buckman's Blog, page 7

Decade

Ten years ago, tonight, I had taken an Ambien to get my last night’s sleep before having a baby.

I’ve had the best ten years of my life since our boy came into the world. He’s been worth every sleepless second I’ve had since that Ambien wore off.

If You See Jo Rowling, Please Tell Her I Said Thanks

Dear Jo,

First, I know the odds of you ever seeing this are just as slim as if I had mailed it to your agent, but I’d like to put it out there in the world anyway. Second, I probably shouldn’t call you Jo. We haven’t met. Well, you haven’t met me, but I’ve met your brain, and I am so fond of you that Ms. Rowling seems insincere.

I was late to the Harry Potter train because the books were first published while I was being a religious zealot, who forwent all secular entertainment, and especiall...

Cats + Rainbows + The Internet = Perfection…Right?

You can ask anyone who has ever worked with me, and they will tell you how rare it is for me to feel like I’ve done a job that is even close to good enough (*cough*Nicole*cough*). It happens once in a blue moon. So, imagine my surprise to complete two publishing projects with two very different beginnings, andactually feel really good about them.

One project was a lark to entertain my son, born out of his imaginative tangents in the car. The other was a Phoenix, rising up out of the ashes of...

A Twofer Review: Ant Man and Pitch Perfect 2

So, Ant Man is awesome. Everything about Ant Man is good. Paul Rudd is perfect. Michael Douglas is perfect. Corey Stoll is perfect. Evangeline Lilly is perfect. Michael Pena is extra, super perfect. And, I was happy to see Judy Greer in a role that did not make me want to see her eaten by a dinosaur, so, perfect.

It’s all the best of the goofy Guardians of the Galaxy, with the heart of Captain America, with the gadgetry of Iron Man, with what is quite possibly the best, and the funniest battl...

Women Worth Knowing: Meet Tamara

I got to meet Tamara because I am lucky. Actually, I think meeting Tamara was like unlocking an achievement in Karma. I’ve introduced so many wonderful women to the world, that I was rewarded with Tamara, who has become my ideal baseline for adventurous spirit, generous soul, and worldly wisdom.

I decided she was a gift for me after reading her blog. Through Tamara, I’ve since been gifted with other friends–she’s been the gift that keeps on giving. So, I won’t mince words about exactly how de...

A Review: The Knockoff, by Lucy Sykes and Jo Piazza

I don’t do a lot of reading-for-pleasure (and even less reading-for-fluff) these days, so it was an unexpected treat to open up my Kindle app, buy one of the recommended, fluffy Chick Lit books, and love it. I loved it so much, I had to make myself not read while I was driving.

The Knockoff caught my eye because of Lucy Sykes’ name. Co-written with Jo Piazza, it is the story of Imogen Tate, the nice version of Anna Wintour, who returns to helm her famous, fabulous fashion magazine after a ba...

The Worst 5 Star Review I’ll Ever Give–until the next one

It seems like we end up at a movie, no matter where we go on vacation. This past trip was no exception, so we ended up watching Jurassic World in Corpus Christi because air conditioning. By the time we’d met the two children central to the plot, I wanted dinosaurs to eat them, and their terrible parents. I’m sorry, Judy Greer. I was hoping your character would bite it…er…be bitten.

Then, we met Bryce Dallas Howard’s hair, and I wanted something to eat her. Her boss? Wanted him eaten. The secr...

Butterscotch Pony Play

I’ve said this before, but I’ll say it again (and again, and again.) It’s not enough to dance like no one is watching. You can’t feel okay doing things only when you can do them in seclusion–life isn’t lived in seclusion. You’ve got to dance like no one is laughing.

I can guarantee you that someone is always going to be laughing at you. There is always going to be that one twit at the funeral, laughing at how hard you are crying and carrying on*. There is always going to be that one sour puss...

My Son Hits Like a Girl

The Listen to Your Mother Austin, 2015 videos are finally live.

I am a crier. You should just know that about me. I cry when I’m happy. I cry when I’m grateful. I cry when I’m touched. I cry when I think about people I love, or when I’m around them, and I look at their faces for too long. I cry when I smell my kid’s head–even when it is gross.

Diametrically, I laugh when I’m afraid, or angry. This has worked to my advantage in a couple of situations, but the whole crying thing is just really...

Women Worth Knowing: Meet Katie

Yep. It’s back! I’m not making any promises on how often I will be updating the Women Worth Knowing Project profiles, but I can promise you that the women I’ve contacted to join in are all very interesting, very appealing women, who are well worth knowing.

Let’s start with Katie. One of the things I like best about this project is learning new things about people I might have known for a while. I haven’t known Katie for very long, so getting to read her Q&A was a real treat. What I do know is...