I’m constantly amazed by kids. They trust and forgive so easily. And if you think about it, as adults, we don’t. As a matter of fact, it’s very hard for adults to make friends at all. And once we do, if we are let down or betrayed, that friendship never recovers.

I wonder at what point in our lives do we lose that ability to forgive and forget? High school? College? After marriage? Is it an age thing? Once we can vote we can no longer trust? (Heh. There’s probably a lot of truth in that question.)

But, isn’t it a shame that we can’t let go like we used to?

I dunno. The reality is, if we did readily forgive and forget nowadays, we’d all be doormats.

As a writer, my goal is to create realistic characters. The problem is, how realistic does the reader really want? If I write a Happily Ever After story, then the characters have to show growth and overcome their conflicts. So, if a character is betrayed by a friend or a lover in a story and that betrayal is eating the Main Character up inside, technically the story can’t end until that character confronts the issue and everyone kisses and makes up.

But is that really realistic?

How do you balance the real world with the fiction world but still create 3D/believable characters?

I’ve been blah lately about blogs.

I haven’t felt like posting and I haven’t been doing my usual jaunt through blogville either. It’s been almost two weeks since I’ve visited some of my favorite blogs.

Where did this funk come from? Has anyone else fallen into a blahgdom?

I guess I should catch you guys up on what’s been going on….

My oldest son is having trouble in school again. We thought we’d had that fixed but apparently not.

My youngest son has been his usual self. His grades are fantastic, but he is bored to death with school. He also does not like the substitute teacher and since his regular teacher has been out a lot due to family problems, my son has had his fill with the sub. He told her the other day that he was “sick of her telling him what to do.” He spent that afternoon with the principal and the rest of the day doing slave labor for me. Disrespect is not tolerated, no matter how bored you are.

I’m still doing the eating right and exercise thing, but the weight doesn’t want to come off. I’m getting stronger and my shape is changing, but I only lost 1 lb last month. That’s frustrating as hell.

My husband looks great. I am very proud of him. And jealous, too.

The writing is going slowly. I’ve added a prologue and I’ve switched POVs for the opening scene and I think it’s much stronger. I just have to finish these revisions and get the new MS to Deidre soon.

That’s about it. More to come this weekend, I hope.

I’ve been blah lately about blogs.

I haven’t felt like posting and I haven’t been doing my usual jaunt through blogville either. It’s been almost two weeks since I’ve visited some of my favorite blogs.

Where did this funk come from? Has anyone else fallen into a blahgdom?

I guess I should catch you guys up on what’s been going on….

My oldest son is having trouble in school again. We thought we’d had that fixed but apparently not.

My youngest son has been his usual self. His grades are fantastic, but he is bored to death with school. He also does not like the substitute teacher and since his regular teacher has been out a lot due to family problems, my son has had his fill with the sub. He told her the other day that he was “sick of her telling him what to do.” He spent that afternoon with the principal and the rest of the day doing slave labor for me. Disrespect is not tolerated, no matter how bored you are.

I’m still doing the eating right and exercise thing, but the weight doesn’t want to come off. I’m getting stronger and my shape is changing, but I only lost 1 lb last month. That’s frustrating as hell.

My husband looks great. I am very proud of him. And jealous, too.

The writing is going slowly. I’ve added a prologue and I’ve switched POVs for the opening scene and I think it’s much stronger. I just have to finish these revisions and get the new MS to Deidre soon.

That’s about it. More to come this weekend, I hope.

You know, I really don’t expect everyone to have the same taste in music or books or whatever that I do. It would be a very boring world if we all liked the same things.

That said…

I’m done with American Idol.

Of the final 4, Chris Daughtry was the best, most consistent performer. I have nothing against the other 3…I actually like them all for different reasons. BUT, none of them are of the same caliber as Chris. Period.

So, now that it is official AI is a popularity contest based on personality and has nothing to do with popularity due to perfomance, I’m done.

Am I pouting? Yeah. I am. But I don’t care. Only old and boring people don’t like Chris. And those are the exact same people who voted for Clay Aiken back in the day. And he was the wrong person for AI, just like Elliot is. Elliot is a great singer–so was Clay–but they aren’t the next big “Pop Star”. I think Old People should not be allowed to vote. (btw: being “Old” has nothing to do with age. I know people younger than me who are old bitties.)

Anyway. I’m done.

End rant.

You know, I really don’t expect everyone to have the same taste in music or books or whatever that I do. It would be a very boring world if we all liked the same things.

That said…

I’m done with American Idol.

Of the final 4, Chris Daughtry was the best, most consistent performer. I have nothing against the other 3…I actually like them all for different reasons. BUT, none of them are of the same caliber as Chris. Period.

So, now that it is official AI is a popularity contest based on personality and has nothing to do with popularity due to perfomance, I’m done.

Am I pouting? Yeah. I am. But I don’t care. Only old and boring people don’t like Chris. And those are the exact same people who voted for Clay Aiken back in the day. And he was the wrong person for AI, just like Elliot is. Elliot is a great singer–so was Clay–but they aren’t the next big “Pop Star”. I think Old People should not be allowed to vote. (btw: being “Old” has nothing to do with age. I know people younger than me who are old bitties.)

Anyway. I’m done.

End rant.

Seriously, does anyone give a rat’s ass?

Isn’t this about the dumbest stunt ever?

Why would ANYONE do this?

Oh. Wait. Money.

I forgot.

Fine…he’s an idiot who decides to become the Little Merman for a week and then plans to be shackled underwater while attempting to hold his breath for 9 mins. Oh, and he has to escape the shackles.

Sigh.

So, why would anyone watch this?????

Seriously, does anyone give a rat’s ass?

Isn’t this about the dumbest stunt ever?

Why would ANYONE do this?

Oh. Wait. Money.

I forgot.

Fine…he’s an idiot who decides to become the Little Merman for a week and then plans to be shackled underwater while attempting to hold his breath for 9 mins. Oh, and he has to escape the shackles.

Sigh.

So, why would anyone watch this?????

Coming soon, a post about “Freebies”.

Until then, please enjoy a little more Josh Duhamel.

Sigh.

Coming soon, a post about “Freebies”.

Until then, please enjoy a little more Josh Duhamel.

Sigh.

Bwahahahahahahahahaha!

I don’t care how fun his crazy ass was to watch…seeing the look on his face when he got booted tonight was worth any amount of entertainment he might’ve provided in future shows.

Do you hear me laughing?

Bwahahahhahahahahaa!

See, here’s the thing: That tribe sealed their fate tonight. They don’t have the votes. The remaining members of the tribe have screwed everyone on the jury.

I don’t believe anyone can beat Terry now…unless Terry just grows stupid and gives his idol away to the highest bidder.

Aras proved himself to be a momma’s boy tonight. What a stupid crock. “Wah. My momma is just as important to me as your wife is to you. Wah! She’s my rock! Wah! How dare you say that isn’t important.”

Get real, Momma’s boy.

You realize Aras is the reverse of Sara? Yeah…he proved it tonight. Wah!!!!! I have more estrogen than testosterone. Wah!

Poor Shane. I’m sorry he was blindsided. (no I’m not. That’s what Survivor is about) but honestly, the old Kasaya team needs to realize they aren’t a TEAM anymore and get the fuck over it. Grow a pair. It’s Survivor. You got played.

Hahahahaha.

And I’m glad. That was a fun show.