I got the Galley for Deadly Mistakes – I CANNOT tell you how EXCITING that is. December 19 is the print release date.

So next topic…

Amie once mentioned on her blog that she tends to write more when she reads more – kind of a food for thought, give and take maybe. I believe I may have scoffed at her (of course, not to her face so she doesn’t know that I did it) but the last few days I got my reading rhythm back. I used to read about 4or 5 books a week and got to the point recently where it was one book a month – that is a major slow down.

I haven’t been as productive in the writing department as of late (granted real life does tend to find a way to wiggle its ugly head into one’s creative wave and knock one off the board). But as I finished reading another book just this morning, I had ideas coming out the wazoo – not so painful after having gone through child birth four times but still can make it hard to sit for a day or two.

I actually had an epiphany the night before last (less painful but way messier) as I lay trying to count sheep, block out the dh’s TV and push the dog to the other side of the bed. Right then and there I came up with an entire post for the Chicas’ blog. However – being that I am quite lazy and halfway to rem – I forgot the entire thing by morning. It had something to do with my being pleasantly plump, mooing cows and aw hell I don’t even remember where that was going – though I have to tell you it was brilliant at the time ….

What I am trying to get at is last month, hell last week, I hadn’t read much and the epiphanies were few and far between. Now with several books in the ol’ word bank, I have a notepad and pencil next to the bed and a constant stream of ideas flowing.

(On a side note… Bad books are as detrimental as no books. That was part of my problem. I read two clunkers in a row. And I am one of those readers that loathe to put down a book. I will slog through putrid prose and horrifyingly stupid heroines to the end – mostly in part to that got-to-know gene that keeps people cross-eye with the zillions of questions I ask)