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So it may as well be me.

I was talking with my other CP, Louisa, yesterday. (I would love to link you to her blog, but–achem–she doesn’t have one. YET. I’m considering setting one up for her…) Anyway, Louisa and I were chatting about personality types and I made a comment that people either really like me or really don’t because I have such a strong personality.

She didn’t agree with that. She thinks I’m a very well liked person…of course, she doesn’t blog so what does she know…

Anyway, our conversation led us down the path of how we fit into friendships…I decided I’m the best kinda friend to have, because if we all were in a plane crash, I don’t panic easily and there’s plenty of meat on my bones to feed a small country. Plus, my liver is probably pretty close to a pickle after my recent hot tub and wine incident (to be shared at some later date)…so I’m the perfect condiment in a friendship.

She chose to be ketchup. She really likes ketchup. If she had a blog, she’d probably tell you about it.

Condiments are important in food and relationships. They add a different flavor, a different spice and they complement the exisisting dish.

What condiment do you want to be?

So it may as well be me.

I was talking with my other CP, Louisa, yesterday. (I would love to link you to her blog, but–achem–she doesn’t have one. YET. I’m considering setting one up for her…) Anyway, Louisa and I were chatting about personality types and I made a comment that people either really like me or really don’t because I have such a strong personality.

She didn’t agree with that. She thinks I’m a very well liked person…of course, she doesn’t blog so what does she know…

Anyway, our conversation led us down the path of how we fit into friendships…I decided I’m the best kinda friend to have, because if we all were in a plane crash, I don’t panic easily and there’s plenty of meat on my bones to feed a small country. Plus, my liver is probably pretty close to a pickle after my recent hot tub and wine incident (to be shared at some later date)…so I’m the perfect condiment in a friendship.

She chose to be ketchup. She really likes ketchup. If she had a blog, she’d probably tell you about it.

Condiments are important in food and relationships. They add a different flavor, a different spice and they complement the exisisting dish.

What condiment do you want to be?

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’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?????