I’ve been grilled!  Over some Smokin’ Hot flames.  :D  Actually, by a Smokin’ Hot erotic romance writer.  Fellow LSB author Kate Willoughby regularly interviews authors at her blog, and to celebrate the release of “Hounded” from “A Witch In Time,” Kate put me to the grill. :D  Hop on over and check me out, along with some of the other intriguing authors of sensual and erotic romance Kate interviews, as well as the books she’s releasing and stories she reviews.

In addition to being on the barbie, I’ve been participating in National Novel Writing Month.  Not that I don’t write every other month in the year, but for November, I use the “blast through and write like crazy” technique characterized in NaNo participation.  I turn off my internal editor and write just to start and end a story within the allotted time.  Since my laptop’s wireless card unexpectedly died last week, though, my great start fizzled out.  I’m still operating at half-impulse as I get things straightened back out (for the g33k squad out there, my old laptop used Gentoo Linux and Gnome desktop, my new lappy had a great start with Ubuntu linux and KDE desktop.  Long story short, I like Kdesktop, but Ubuntu just had too much of a learning curve.  Its package management system just wasn’t as robust as Gentoo’s is.  So back to Gentoo, but this time with dual-boot KDE/Gnome, for whenever I’m in a mood for a change of environment.  Thus endeth the g33k segment of our show).  So for the past week, I’ve had to choose between trying to catch up my story-writing, or doing internet things like blogging.  And since my internet time was exceedingly limited, I wrote…

…and yes, kept serious tabs on the midterm elections, because I have this inner political junkie that loves to watch how politics plays out.  I still love the first four seasons of The West Wing and could watch them for hours when Bravo runs the marathons.  I so wish Martin Sheen was president for realz.

But after the edge-of-the-seat night of watching CNN’s tallies scroll endlessly across the bottom of the TV screen, I realized I’m in Week 2 of NaNo, which is traditionally when people drop out of NaNo, because life intrudes, or they think their story sucks (of course it does–it’s in draft form…you’re vomiting words on the page at a reckless pace about twice as fast as a prudent person would–the idea is to revise and edit later). So the words are coming more slowly, and the time ticks by, and a rare summery day in November just can’t be wasted.

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