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It’s another

Hump day! Yep, that’s right, here we are at the middle of the week and cruising for a weekend. Sadly, not a long weekend, but a weekend nonetheless. Weekends are great, they give me the necessary time to decompress and to think about what to do to my latest characters.

Speaking of characters, I sent off my cover “to-do” list to the publisher late last night after hemming and hawing over the “blurb” that would help “sell” this book. Damn thing was hard to write! Harder than the entire book I should mention. But, it is done and gone, hallelujah!

Now I can just sit back, relax and come up with book number two. No clue what it’s going to be about, still haven’t really figured that part out, but I’ll get there eventually. I have the characters yacking up a storm so that’s good. Still need to figure out a bit of conflict for them both though, add a little something to the story.

M’eh, I’ll figure that out eventually I think, maybe, probably. All right, enough of that, I’m going to go and surf the Net for a while ~ Moira

Why you

Evil Monday you! Ugh, I really hate Mondays. First there’s that whole having to get out of bed, then there’s dressing to look like the professional you’re supposed to be and THEN, on top of all that, they expect you to stay there the entire day! Why? Why? Oh, why?

On the plus side of things though, my co-worker was back. Still looking a little stiff and sore, she’d thrown her back out. I totally sympathised with her. I myself have chronic back problems, too many years abusing my body when I thought I was invincible I think, lol! So I totally get where she’s coming from and, while I truly believe age is just a number, she does have a few years on me and has had other issues that are aggravating her current trouble.

And, to top it all off… Ready for this? Are you really ready? LOL! My book got accepted by the publisher. I was completely stunned to find the email in my inbox when I checked my non-work email. (Really hope my boss doesn’t see this.) I have to say that it was a definite thrill though, honestly, I don’t think it’s fully sunk in yet. I don’t think it really will until I take a deep breath and sign on the dotted line, so to speak.

So yeah, bunch of good stuff actually came about today. Kinda cool actually. But now I need to run out and find me a pub for a tall glass o’ Guinness.

Sláinte to you all! ~ Moira

Starting to enjoy this

And, by “this”, I of course mean the wonderful weather. Cause, come on, snow is great and all…for the first two hours and then it sucks for the next six months. So the fact that we have temps in the pluses -and I’m talking in Celsius not Fahrenheit- is a huge plus. Especially in March!

Of course, being Canadian, I also know that it won’t be that easy to slip free of the shadow of evil that is winter. Not at all. No, there will be at least one more major snow storm that tries to beat us all down into shivering balls of goo. But it won’t win, never does, and we shall come out all the better for it.

As we shade our eyes unused to the bright sunlight, our pasty white skin blinding even to ourselves as we soak up the too long without heat of the sun. Slipping out of our bulky gear of protection against the frosty temperatures we once again enjoy not being weighted down to withstand gale force winds of ice, sleet and snow trying to sandblast our flesh from our bones. It is a most glorious time, dear friends, glorious indeed!

You may have guessed I’m slightly upbeat about this whole warming trend we apparently are on. And I am so-o-o-o-o not going to argue with anyone about the fact that we’re going to be sitting above that zero mark (32F for the rest of you) for the next fourteen days – according to the Weather Network. Fingers crossed they aren’t lying to us but, really, they are weather people so we know they have to be lying about something.

But, that’s all I have to say tonight as I sit with my patio door open enjoying the slight breeze drifting in. Yup, windows are open biotches! HA! Night ~ Moira

Taking a restful day

Got a lot done yesterday, it was wonderful. Still have more to do today but I’m not going to stress it. Nope, if it gets done today than I’ll be happy, if not – c’est la vie!

My friend, the one that encouraged me to send in my story to the publisher, mentioned I should do a little introduction of who I am. Warn you all I think was what she left unsaid, lol! Cause I can be a bit hard to take, that much I do know.

So, here we go, your warning. Whether you stay or go, your choice.

I don’t take bullshit. I take things at face value so if you want to play games, go fuck with someone else. I swear like a sailor, always have, always will. Side note: I’ll be one of “those” little old ladies that does and says things highly inappropriate and can get away with it because I’ll have the senility card in hand. I don’t trust “rumours”, hard facts only. If you have a “rumour” to share, share, but don’t expect me to jump on (or off) the bandwagon based on your unsubstantiated “rumour”. I don’t work that way.

I can be very blunt, even brash, not everyone can handle me. I love my family but will never discuss them. I tolerate my day job but will only talk about it, and what I do, in generalities. This is about me trying to become an author now, not about what I do in the day to day though, there will be a little of that in the blog posts, none on Facebook or any other social media I may or may not use.

I will take all “advise” given with a grain of salt. I’m the sort to follow my gut over what someone tells me. If it doesn’t feel right to me, I’m not fucking doing it and not a soul on earth can make me. There are very few folks that I trust beyond anything in this world and, sorry to be blunt, you’re not amongst them. I trust my friends, ones I’ve had for years and years and know better than I do myself and I trust my family, who I have dirt on to blackmail them if they ever lead me astray.

So, let’s boil it down. Don’t fuck with me and I won’t have to dig out the big guns. Don’t mess with me or mine and I will do the same with you. Mutual respect is the name of this game. If you can’t give it, don’t fucking expect it back just because you are someone’s darling of the day. That shit gets old fast and, quite frankly my dear(s), I could fucking care less.

That’s it, me in a nut shell I guess. Oh, there is more, there’s always more, but that basically gives you the idea of who I am and what I will not ever tolerate.

Extend a hand in friendship and I will shake it. Stab me in the back and you’d better start running, far and fast.

Now, on a more happy-happy note, I’m off to cause mayhem in my characters lives ~ Moira