Okay  last week  I mentioned my perversions, I mean pleasures, aw hell, if you read it you should know… 

At the recent book signing I swear to all things Nora Roberts, I looked like a suburban house-frau sitting behind the candy laden table  between my looks-like-she-doesn’t-have-a-top on and Ames’ nearly-nipple showing covers. I had my little white twinset cardigan on and my navy, linen capris. Did not sport the pearls, I do draw the line somewhere. 

But it got me wondering—this is a topic we have touched on with other degrees of ponderings. If you write the steamie-meemies should you parade in sparkling spandex or lacy lingerie? What do readers expect their authors to look like? Somewhere between the imagined house-frau twinsetter vs. vivacious vixen? 

Before I started writing I truly never gave much thought to if/when I met this author or that. It never entered my mind. When I saw the book signing notices at the mall, never once was I tempted to take a peek-see and confirm or destroy my illusions. But once I started writing, I have had a few … shockers! 

(more…)

Hmmmmm so I’ve sat here for the last two hours debating on what to blog about. Should I blog about titles….or should I blog about stuff I hate but don’t hate…….

I think maybe I’ll go with stuff I hate…but don’t. I know…sounds weird. I guess an exception to the rule would have been a better description. Duly noted for next time!

So here we go…I hate HATE guys like Will Ferrell (you will NEVER catch me watching any of his movies on purpose except the one about the writer) and Johnny Knoxville…except for THE RINGER. I’m sorry but that is one of the FUNNIEST EFFING MOVIES EVAH! Maybe it’s because my oldest brother is retarded or maybe it’s just someone sick enough to name themselves Jeffy Dalmer (sp?)… Or maybe I was a teenaged boy in my last life.

Also…I AM NOT A Sit-Com person. I’m not. I don’t like slapstick comedy, I never thought That 70’s Show was funny, or Kramer or Seinfeld or even Friends. But I think The Riches (NOT sit-com) is insanely smart, funny, warped; it’s dark, it’s twisted, it’s just not right and I heart it with every fiber of my being. Sorry I got a little sidetracked….

That said, there is one show, one short, thirty minute *gulp SIT-COM I adore. It is the funniest sh*t on TV. It is Aliens in America, and it is back. I DARE you to watch it and not laugh.

So what’s the exception to your rule?