When Obama Supporters Attack

All I wanted in the world today was to go to my beloved Starbucks to write. I never expected a dozen rabid Obama supporters to be gathered in my favorite corner. I'm cool with them getting together. I just can't believe how rude, loud, and clueless this group of people can be.

Loud? I have a head set on and they're drowing out Nickelback.

Obnoxious? I just heard myself identified as a hateful racist. Which is interesting. They didn't even say "hi" first, or apologize for knocking my stuff over.

Clueless? They seem to think they know the demographic of my town (which, judging by the loud introductions, is pretty much their town, too). They don't. I'm a 43 year townie.

Rude? They have done nothing but malign and make fun of the people they are meeting to discuss: undecided voters. Stupid people who can be tricked and manipulated according to their strategy... at least those I've been forced at mouth-point to overhear. I've maxed out the volume control on my ZUNE.

I can't wait to put up the McCain sign en route. And I'm pissed that Starbucks didn't ask them to quiet down and show a little respect for others.

Meet Mo

If I ever doubted the soft-hearted nature of the men in my life, the never-ending parade of hardluck charity cases passing through our lives would provide plenty of evidence. This time it's an Appaloosa gelding named Mosaic Dreams... MO for short.


Mo was stuck in a nasty barn with a pony who had better luck finding a home. He was badly under-weight and had feet so overgrown and cracked it was thought he would never walk straight again, if he was lucky enough to survive. Now he's ours... and back to a nice weight, though I'd like to see some more muscle in his ankles. He still drags one foot and doesn't like his hooves messed with, but he's a real cupcake. With icing!

I've always loved Appies. He's going to be a real looker when we've had time to give him lots of grazing and TLC.

Humiliation in the Age of Information

Every writer who, like myself, cowers behind a pen name for the truly naughty bits, may now explore his or her worst nightmare. Megan Gray, author of Highland romances, was subjected to this YouTube humiliation by her own son.

Personally I would disinherit the little shit.

Gigantic Header Sale at WebSong

If you're looking to redesign or start fresh with your website or blog, consider my current HEADER SALE at Websong. I usually charge $50.00 for these, but until the last day of August I'm practically giving them away at $35.00 a piece. You get the graphic customized with your choice of font and font color, plus the master psp file, and the sample is removed for good from the archive. This is a STEAL. Romance Divas-- check with me for a special extra.

Top 10 Lame-Arsed Things to Do When RD is Down

As if this day weren't sucking enough all by its own self, The RD Forum is down. Fawkadoodledoodies. Color me cranky.

Top 10 Things to do when RD is Down:

10. Twitter.
9. eBay for things I do not need.
8. Smart Bitches, Dear Author, Novelty Girls, Fictionistas, and Book Bites.
7. Call Ahmed on my cell and laugh when he says he got accidental wood on the elevator when some chubby girl was putting on my brand of lipstick.
6. Explain that Burt's Bees pommegranate lip balm isn't, technically, lipstick.
5. Food shopping... but I already did it, so that's a bust.
4. Fix the 4 key on my laptop, which I just discovered is sticking.
3. Mail a birthday card.
2. Blog.
AND THE NUMBER ONE THING TO DO WHEN RD IS DOWN....
1. SULK!!!

Book Bites

Announcing BOOK BITES, a blog dedicated to fiction featuring vamps, weres, angels, demons, anything wild and mystical that goes bump in the night or takes flight. I was asked to create the blog by a few friends. We launched with my own coverage of Stephanie Meyer's release party for TWILIGHT.

Check it out!