How to guarantee that tonight will be the night

I watched the trailer for Sahara last night. Repeatedly. This is My Kind of Flick. I want to see it.

The problem? Hard contractions since yesterday morning. I just know that if we go to the drive-in tonight, Morgan will decide that RIGHT NOW is the time to arrive and we will have to leave before Sahara is over and go to the hospital.

Of course, if we stay home NOTHING AT ALL will happen.

*sigh* Back to If Angels Burn. Not even trying to write today.

Alert the media! The Wheel-In has opened!

Yes, this IS big news in a small town. The local drive-in is open for the summer! Thursday through Sunday families will line up under the big Howdy Parnder sign and roll through the gates for an evening of movies and movable feasts. This weekend’s opening line-up: The Longest Yard and Sahara. Really hoping they’ll get the new Star Wars movie in soon! And Mr. and Mrs. Smith would be my top request.

Drive-ins aren’t so common any more, but we love the opportunity to get to watch movies on the big screen with small fry and not have to worry about them creating a disturbance or not getting them to bed when they’re tired. Last summer we took Alex in her jammies, tucked her into her carseat with a bottle and Ion the Lion when the sun went down, and she snoozed while we enjoyed the show. Ideal.

*Edited to add a link so anybody who wants to can see where the fabulous Wheel-In is and what it looks like.

Back from doctor appointments and bookstore. I’m fine, the baby’s fine, and if baby suddenly decides the time has come, I’ve got a nice stack of books to read. Although as an FYI to anybody who gets stumped searching for it, If Angels Burn is shelved in Romance, not SF/F. Seems like half the books on my list weren’t shelved where I expected them to be, but the friendly people at B&N helped me locate everything I wanted.

My day and a little blog roundup

I shouldn’t have read PBW’s blog this morning before doing my own, because how can I top that? But here’s my day: two doctor’s appointments, during which I plan to grovel, plead and possibly even threaten for action on the baby front. A trip to the bookstore because once there IS action on the baby front I need something to read! I’ve got a nice list compiled. And the husband and I are going to try to squeeze in haircuts because I’ve been fretting over the possibility of mom and baby photos with Wild Hair captured for posterity. OK, so my hair is always wild, but cutting tames it to a manageable level.

My reading list of course includes If Angels Burn so I can participate in the AK Bookclub. I’ve held off reading it because I knew I wouldn’t get any work done until I’d finished it. But I’ve gotten zero done for the last two weeks anyway so I might as well start enjoying my maternity leave.

Jordan Summers has a thoughtful post on what we wish we’d known before publishing. I haven’t come up with any stunners because I think I had a pretty realistic view of what life after The First Sale would be like, although I didn’t fully anticipate the scope of my job change. I expected my responsibilities to double, but they actually quadrupled. Which means to get the same amount of writing done, I need four times the time. Fortunately, I write fast and I have a huge stockpile of pre-developed ideas that are researched and ready to write. And I’m organized.

I’m grateful for my writing life in so many ways. I’m grateful for the outlet it gives me, for the opportunity to manage a family and a career at the same time, for the connections it’s brought me with readers and others in the industry. And today I am hoping to see my book on the shelves in a store for the first time. (B&N is reportedly shelving Legendary Tails II already.) Every business has its share of challenges, but nothing brings me the kind of joy writing and publishing does. I wouldn’t change a thing.

“I define myself by what I like.”

From Douglas Clegg’s blog. What nefarious purpose will he turn this collected information towards? Inquiring minds want to know, so I’m playing.

Why do I define myself by what I like? Because positives give so much more information than negatives! Example: I like coffee. Very straight-forward. Husband knows what to bring me in the morning. I don’t like coffee; well, that could lead to ten minutes wasted playing guessing games while husband tries to figure out what I DO like, during which time neither of us has the vital morning beverage in hand. We have a toddler; we don’t have ten minutes to waste in the mornings.

I could go on, but the toddler’s up and I need to go make breakfast.

I like breakfast.

*sob* My site’s up and down like a yo-yo!

I’m going to hurry up and blog while it’s in the “up” part of the cycle. #$&*! webhost. I have another 6 weeks or so and the current webhost contract expires, at which point we’re moving, probably to godaddy. The current host not only has issues with PHP but has gone steadily downhill in terms of uptime and the customer service is AWFUL. (powweb is the current host, if anybody out there is wondering who to avoid. They used to be a good deal, but I think they overextended, grew faster than they had the capability to provide good service for.)

Anyway, sorry about the downtime issues. For those trying to complete the scavenger hunt and win Legendary Tails II I’m sure it’s particularly irritating.

No Deep Thoughts today except Kassia’s post on RTB today made me think of a quote from Lois McMaster Bujold’s “A Civil Campaign”. There’s a scene where Ekaterine and Kareen are talking. Kareen is frustrated that she’s not being treated like an adult and Ekaterine says it’s not something you earn or get others to give you. It’s something you give yourself. Very dreadfully paraphrased, but that’s what came to mind about the whole “how can we respect romance” thing. It starts with us. We give it to ourselves.

And really, that applies to everything in life, too.