10 fave romances, 10 fave movies.

It is my destiny to be memed this week. Which is fine because my brain is full of book, and it beats listening to me go on about that.

10 favorite romances:
1. A Rose in Winter, Kathleen Woodiwiss
2. Lord of Scoundrels, Loretta Chase
3. The Devil’s Delilah, Loretta Chase
4. The Blue Castle, LM Montgomery
5. Getting Rid of Bradley, Jennifer Crusie
6. Kiss and Tell, Cherie Adair
7. A Kingdom of Dreams, Judith McNaught
8. The Lyon’s Lady, Julie Garwood
9. Dancing at Midnight, Julia Quinn
10. Open Season, Linda Howard

I could be here all day if this wasn’t limited to 10.

10 favorite movies:
1. The Terminator
2. Joe vs. the Volcano
3. The Princess Bride
4. Point Break
5. Practical Magic
6. True Romance
7. The Last Starfighter
8. It’s a Wonderful Life
9. Last of the Mohicans
10. My Man Godfrey

Memed (I will get you, Sasha)

Copy the list below. Mark in bold the movie titles for which you read the book. Italicize what you’ve watched. Tag 5 people to perpetuate the meme. (You may of course play along anyway.)

1. Jurassic Park
2. War of the Worlds
3. The Lost World: Jurassic Park
4. I, Robot
5. Contact
6. Congo
7. Cocoon
8. The Stepford Wives
9. The Time Machine
10. Starship Troopers
11. The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy
12. K-PAX
13. 2010
14. The Running Man
15. Sphere
16. The Mothman Prophecies
17. Dreamcatcher
18. Blade Runner(Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?)
19. Dune
20. The Island of Dr. Moreau
21. Invasion of the Body Snatchers
22. The Iron Giant(The Iron Man)
23. Battlefield Earth
24. The Incredible Shrinking Woman
25. Fire in the Sky
26. Altered States
27. Timeline
28. The Postman
29. Freejack(Immortality, Inc.)
30. Solaris
31. Memoirs of an Invisible Man
32. The Thing(Who Goes There?)
33. The Thirteenth Floor
34. Lifeforce(Space Vampires)
35. Deadly Friend
36. The Puppet Masters
37. 1984
38. A Scanner Darkly
39. Creator
40. Monkey Shines
41. Solo(Weapon)
42. The Handmaid’s Tale
43. Communion
44. Carnosaur
45. From Beyond
46. Nightflyers
47. Watchers
48. Body Snatchers

I’m not doing bold/italic because I have NOT read and/or seen the following: #47, #44 (but the title intrigues me), #35, #25, and #16 and I don’t want to be here all night.

Bonus title I’m amazed isn’t on this list: Forbidden Planet. Who could pass up the monsters from the Id?

I’m not tagging anybody because I have to go plot my revenge against Sasha. Maybe I should send her a copy of Cannibal Women in the Avacado Jungle of Death?

Dirt gone, plot problem solved

Yesterday’s deliberate intent to carry the story around in my head and think about what could be done to fix the problem scene worked wonderfully. I had the solution by the time I went to bed, and the carpet looks great, too.

Letting the subconscious chew on a problem is a great way to come up with solutions. Something I learned from yoga is that you get a lot further by relaxing instead of pushing and straining. But the temptation to push and strain anyway is ever present.

Carpet cleaner cometh – writing and real life

Today will be one of those days with Real Life interruptions, but that’s okay because I am cogitating arcs and plot points and working through the “what this act should accomplish, is it doing it’s job” checklist. Vacuuming before the carpet cleaner comes will give me thinking time. And then I will have clean carpets, which becomes a real priority when you live with small children and pets. Like, I’d like to declare Clean Carpet Day a holiday and celebrate with cake. Not served over carpet.

The one brother who didn’t live in this state has moved back with his family so there will undoubtedly be family stuff happening.

There’s school stuff to go over for the kindergartener.

How does all this balance with writing? Well, I like Julia Cameron’s attitude. “I don’t like to make such a big deal of writing. I fit it in the cracks.” I think writing likes it that way, too. Writing is flexible and portable. You can do it any time, anywhere, with a variety of tools.

I think writing doesn’t like to call attention to itself. If you put a spotlight on it, it immediately becomes self-conscious and stiff. Let it sit beside you like a friend stopping by for coffee, and writing becomes warm and relaxed and full of suggestions. “We could try this. Why don’t we?”

Today I will take care of real life stuff and bring writing along with me. It doesn’t need to be a big deal for writing and me to both be present for each other.

Author/work confusion; is it a gender thing?

I recently read a statement online that I’ve seen before in Romancelandia, many times, and no matter how often it comes up I just don’t get it.

The general idea is that the author is representative of the work. As in, if I write books with kinky sex in them, I must myself be into kinky sex. And I risk my authorial reputation by saying otherwise.

Huh? You know, I read some pretty graphic stuff by Harold Robbins and I never imagined that it reflected his personal life. Men who write thrillers are not expected to go around killing people in their spare time. So why is there this idea that if you are a woman who writes romance and/or erotica or erotic romance, that you must really be into some wild and crazy stuff? And if you admit that you aren’t, you risk disappointing or alienating fans?

My opinion: it’s a gender thing. I seriously doubt anybody spotted Irving Wallace at a party and said, “Hey, look out for that guy. I just read The Fan Club and I bet he kidnaps and rapes women.” I doubt anybody found out he was just a man who wrote novels instead of living them and vowed to never read him again.

It’s probably also somewhat a genre thing. But mainly I think it’s gender.

I write novels. They’re fiction. I don’t live what I write. When would I have time? And I’m not going to pretend otherwise or apologize. If you want advice on BDSM or living polyamory, you’re in the wrong place. If you want an entertaining story that includes some red-hot sex, pick up a title and I think you’ll enjoy it.

Imagination is what fuels fiction. Along with some research, sure. But you don’t have to experience everything a fictional character does to write a book about one. And if you did, we’d have a lot less to read.