Very Superstitious
I’ll admit it. I have weird superstitions. I believe that bad things come in threes, and that just after you take one for the team in a major way, something AMAZING will come your way. It’s fate. Good always follows the bad, and usually it’s something spectacular. Don’t laugh at me, but I also pray for good parking spots. Hey, it works! Don’t knock it ’til you try it.
So today, my day of bad threes started out as follows. I’m leaving the neighborhood to drop the kids off at daycare. I see a cop on a motorcycle. He’s at the stop sign, so I wait behind him. He signals me onward. I pass him, stop at the sign, and continue on. I’m going the speed limit. And not thirty seconds later, he pulls out and flashes his lights at me. I’m thinking, what on earth??:shock: My state inspection sticker had expired 17 days ago.
Oh, geez. Of all the criminals this man could be stopping, he picks ME to pull over?
Second, I’m doing laundry and I spill bleach on my favorite peacock blue top. It’s ruined. :loser:
Something else bad is going to happen, but I don’t know what. I hope it’s something harmless. But I want it over with now, so I can stop dreading it. Then, onto the AWESOME news, whatever that will be!
On the bright side, my business cards for the RWA National conference arrived today. They are so pretty. I just want to stare at them all day. If you’ve seen the home page of my website with the castle, I took that graphic and made it into a business card with my information. It’s gorgeous. I love landscapes. In July, I’m hiring a web designer to help me clean up the visual appearance of my other pages, and you should see lush castles and landscapes. That’s the plan, anyway.
In the meantime, I’m struggling again with the writing. It’s going where I want it to, but it’s one of those emotionally-intense scenes where the heroine is baring her heart to the reader and holding herself back from the hero. It’s the difference between embroidery and knitting. This scene requires extreme detail, intricate prose, and it has to be sparse. 2 pages so far tonight. Must. Write. More. 








