There was a song in our heart when we awoke this morning (“Miss Santa Cruz County”. Cracker). We thought, without a doubt, this would be a normal day. Oh sure, we’d hedged our bets, sending security emails to certain clients, all of whom religiously occupy their desks by eight a.m.. By 9:01, not a single “we need you” email was received. We believed normalcy ruled the day and headed off for yoga. Sure, our teacher tried to kill us, but this was good. We got to meditate on something we wanted to heal and/or improve. We chose writing. Joy and […]

There is pretty much no news value in reporting on a lawsuit filed by James Patterson’s ex-girlfriend. Sure, when the case goes to court, we might have thoughts, but the fact that a lawsuit is permitted to proceed shouldn’t fascinate us. But it does. This probably has something do with one of our personality flaws. Or maybe it’s Patterson’s lack of interest in things like research and details. That probably rankled more than it should have, and we apparently bear grudges against people who don’t know we exist. {Via Publisher’s Lunch) Ex-Girlfriend Can Press Claims Against Best-Selling Author The Details

They say you’re supposed to make sure your family is aware that you’re participating in National Novel Writing Month. We believed this was so husbands, wives, children, parents, siblings, grandparents, etc. could offer unconditional support, mostly by preparing delicious meals and martinis. Clearly, our husband did not get the memo (or if he did receive it, there’s an excellent chance he presumed it was junk mail and didn’t read it). He wants to know why we haven’t gone all out and decorated our blog in NaNo stuff. Uh, if we haven’t had time to get our hair cut (and we

But we’re not going to find it. We are going to spend the rest of the day enjoying the vision of two tabloid newspapers donning little red boxing gloves and mouth guards, even as we begin to suspect one or more fights like a girl (which, we will point out, can be an effective battle technique in some situation). We are hoping for ugly. We crave vicious. We want ringside seats as the written word becomes a honed weapon. Oops, sorry. We’ve gone too far. That’s the problem with an active fantasy life. We should have stopped before part about

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