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This is my goddamn mothereffing vacation?@!
Bitches, WTF. So I worked my MOTHERLOVING ASS OFF (literally and figuratively, I am in smaller pants now) for this lady weekend with my soon-to-be sister-in-law in the Bahamas. It happened that this weekend coincided with, well, everything in sports. This was when we were closing the World Cup preview issue and for the love of bleeding Christ do ( Read more... ) -
*brain asplode*
The only thing worse than still being in my office right now waiting for soccer copy is having to work on limp drivel like this (BTW, they were in a cave. It was booby-trapped. Now they're trapped in the cave):
"We're making progress." He took the half-empty water bottle from her, uncapped it and took a single swallow. "Maybe by tomorrow we can open ( Read more... ) -
Am I imagining this?
Okay, this has been nagging at me the whole book. There was a character (a bad guy) named Victor Dago. He got murdered. I know that's a pretty outdated ethnic slur for Italians, but it's been sticking in my head the whole book. And now, after this line-
"Yes, this morning. It took some doing, but I convinced him you weren't here to destroy Firehill ( Read more... ) -
I don't get paid if I set the manuscript on fire
It's always kind of awkward when I'm working on a book in my office and I get to the boots-knocking scenes. Why yes, the manuscript in front of me does include the word nipples seven times on this page! Hello, fellow workers at the worldwide leader in sports! Argh.
Today is even more awkward, because this book just fucking sucks so, so hard. And not ( Read more... ) -
I give you just one page
In this world of WTF. Seriously, I have already yelled at this book five or six times and I'm only on page 17. Obviously I'm not getting through 100 pages tonight. So I thought I'd share a few of the things that made me yell, just on this one page.
A little background: Mac has been hired as a bodyguard for Emma and her horse, Navigator, who is a ( Read more... ) -
Productive!
So even though I am just now putting on clothes and going to the gym, I'm considering it a good day, because 1. I got up before noon and 2. I emailed the president for comment this morning. Yes. The president. Uh-huh, this president. And also I just listened to this segment from Anthony Bourdain's radio show on Martha Stewart's Sirius network, and ( Read more... ) -
A concession
It humbles me to say this, but that book is good. Like, really good. Like, I couldn't sleep last night so I got out of bed at one in the morning and did another hour of copyediting because I was enjoying the story. I am suitably chastened and now that I've mentioned it the production manager will send me, like, seven Love Inspireds about Tea ( Read more... ) -
Happy anniversary
My friend Jason reminded me yesterday that today it's been three years since we were all laid off. Year one was sad, year two was bitter, but this year I'm just feeling kind of empty about it, albeit quite grateful that I haven't had a stretch of time as unremittingly miserable as February-March 2007 since then. Pretty soon I'll have been away from ( Read more... ) -
If you think like this, YOU ARE A JACKASS
Oh my GOD, you guys. This "hero" is such a fucking jerk. Like deserves a kick in the teeth such a fucking jerk. I just actually yelled, out loud, at the book.
Her satisfaction drove him higher, gave him something so good, so right. Something he had never known he craved, something hot and bright and beautiful. Something good and true.
Who knew it ( Read more... ) -
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I believe I've been quite clear about my feelings on responsible sex in romance novels. I know there are authors and readers who argue that stopping in the middle of all the hot, hot sexxing to get the condom interrupts the pace of the book, or that that it's fantasy and escapism, so who wants to talk about diaphragms or Nuvarings in books? But I ( Read more... )