the right to arm bears and write vampire fiction

I find that I am up against a community of writers( not all but some) who insist that the vampire genre is dead. no humor meant there. I find that opinion difficult to buy especially when they back up their argument with an article written in EW. let's face it, that's not exactly a beacon of knowledge and erudition. no offense but it is what it is. just like my novel will never be confused or taken as literature. it is what it is, entertainment. the author may be but it is just his opinion.
authors have been telling vampire tales for hundreds of years and will continue to do so for hundreds more. I'm not saying this because I am writing a vampire novel. I am saying it because it is true. the stories might not be as in your face as they currently are but they will continue. people love them and these readers are loyal to them. it is necessary that the stories move past what is out there now though. I think my novel does that. I think at the end of the day my novel is a love story and a story of personal growth with some vampires and hot sex thrown in.just like in real life. the obstacles and situations are different but when you strip it down, there you go. a man wants a companion to love who is not crazy or in love with someone else. yes he is wealthy but money doesn't buy happiness. also, family relationships complicate everyday life. it might not be a family like humans know but to a vampire in my character's world, their line and Primigenio or father is their family. you might not like them but you depend on them and need them. finally, sometimes life hands you other undertakings like governing. not exactly running for office but more like the founding of a nation.
my mc is flawed. he is pompous, used to always getting what he wants, enormously powerful, unused to change and uncomfortable showing human emotion because he sees it as a weakness. he doesn't deny that he experiences these feelings. he just doesn't want to let others know it and that is one of the things he has to get past in order to be happy. what a tough journey, even for a human. does he mope and waller in angst? no. does he regret that he is a vampire? HELL NO. he loves it. has he done questionable things in his past? you betcha and would probably do them again if the need arose but he does seem to have some sense of right and wrong.
well, I guess I'm done with my rant. I hate having to defend my genre and work but I'll defend it to the mat just like I would my daughter. what mama bear wouldn't?

A 1945 Code of Ethics for Theatre Workers Surfaces

A 1945 Code of Ethics for Theatre Workers Surfaces

now that you've had time for it to seep in

so the other night I posted pics of what I imagine some of my female characters look like. I think I am pretty spot on. I have already said who I imagined as Sidney while I was writing. oddly enough, I must have been super in tune with him because way back when I started writing and named my main character, I had no way of knowing that one of my inspiration's middle names IS Sidney. freaky, no?I wish I could figure out a way to do a mock up book cover for it Prim. I have it posted on Authonomy right now and have gotten some fantastic feedback for it so I know I am on the right track.
I have also read some incredible books on the site. even if you aren't a writer you should check out this site because there are tons of gems there. I wish they all could be published in some form because they need to be read!!

How I see my characters in Primigenio--Marta, Colette and Lauryl respectively

mc lovin and julia child

today I saw julie & julia and I highly recommend it!I loved it. I didn't know julia child was so much fun. I promptly came home and ordered a copy of mastering the art of french cooking. I love to cook and find it very satisfying. I wish I could eat what I cook though. I, like julia, love to eat.I don't love junk food. I love food food.
this movie even though it had literary tie ins too my mind off of my own ms problems. that in itself made the movie number one in my book. in the back of my mind I am obsessing. blargh!!!
oh hey today I got my grade for summer b. A in arh 2050. woot! sad thing was that it didn't boost my lagging gpa up very much. that was a f-ing gip.

the evil that is benadryl

last night I had to take 25 of benadryl for my restless legs and today I am a zombie. and not the cool kind. the kind that goes to Publix and forgets her atm card. at least being in my zombie state prevents me from obsessing about the status of my manuscript with the agent. today I am focusing on getting my entries ready for several RWA contests. that seems to keep my mind off of it believe it or not. I am actually quite excited about entering these contests because it lets me get my work out there and my score sheets will give me even more feedback.

and now just befrickincause...

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

orale! me and my crazy lusty thoughts

without the aid of coronitas, I have been feeling the lust for los latinos. dunno why, but it's true. I think I am already settling into my crazy old lady status and my hormones are flying international colors. I say this because I'm sitting here watching George Lopez and thinking he's looking kinda snappy.
anywhooooo... no word yet from the agent with my full and I have just about carved another ulcer in to my stomach lining. yeah, it's nice. but I remain optimistic despite getting two more no thank yous.
sigh...

it so DOES look like him...I loved Mc Lovin!!!!

ok so I said that I wasn't going to talk about mr. mystery numero uno any more but I can't help but think that he when he first came to Armwood, he looked like McLovin BIGTIME. he didn't act like him. well,maybe he did a bit but I still dug him. maybe that is why when I first saw Superbad I thought McLovin was so funny. at the time I didn't make the connection but now it is oh so clear.

urbandictionary.com and I

never surf urbandictionary.com while you are in class. it doesn't end well. I discovered this today in my class. I was busy trying not to laugh at all of the UD definitions of dick cheney instead of paying attention to the lecture dealing with Hildegard von Bingen.that sucked because I totally dig her music and have it loaded in my iPod. however the cheneyisms were sweet.
also while surfing, I discovered many pimpisms for when I win the lottery and start my alter ego life of runnin hos. I shall be known as pimpmama. I can even have it printed on a mug, which clearly makes it legit. it would be even more so if I could have it on a t shirt. but hey, if I'm runnin hos I ought to be able to afford a tshirt. it shouldn't be too hard to find a t shirt place to do it. man, pimpin already aint easy.

crack open a cold one (purple AMP,that is)

I love being on campus when the bells of Century Tower ring. it gives me a very Londony feeling which is precisely what I need these days. I feel like I am in a state of super limbo. like I am last on the take off list due to some other airline's unknown issue. all of that is on me I know. I can't make the days go by faster so fall term will start. I can't make super editor work harder and faster and I wouldn't dream of asking it. I can't make the agents respond to my work faster, either. again, I wouldn't dream of asking. I just need to own my own impatience and take a step forward. that's where the purple AMP comes in. that is like mother's milk to me. you would think it would turn me in to Cornholio but it doesn't. it just makes me happy.

my day job

sometimes I wonder about my day job. it's a good job but some crazy messed up crap always seems to happen at least once a month that makes me question why I do it. I'll never forget when I had my portfolio review for readmission to UF and they asked me why I wanted to come back to the theatre when I had this entire career as a nurse. the next weekend one of the most traumatic emergencies happened and I thought , I want to go back to theatre because NO ONE STINKING DIES IN THE THEATRE LIKE IN A HOSPITAL. the stress is way more intense as a nurse. and the jokes are not as good. well maybe they are.

I need jokes and I need them NOW

today I made the mistake of watching one of my all time favorite movies, The Ghost and Mrs Muir. this is a old romance with Gene Tierney and Rex Harrison. I just love it but it wreaks havoc on my mind. this seems to happen to me when Maddy is gone or I am stressing.(see the posts about my one true love) oh and to make matters worse, the movie Same Time Next Year was on yesterday. that just about killed me because that movie has serious memory jogging ability and just tears me up. BLARGH! I knew I shouldn't have let them call me off today.
instead, now I will go and search the site www.urbandictionary.com and laugh myself silly. I wonder who comes up with those. pretty freakin funny. yes, it's not proper English but it puts a messed up smile on my face. it also prevents me from falling down a pit of no romance sadness, which I can easily do. in 1999, after a break up, I watched The English Patient like 20 times. not at once but in a week. the fact that Ralph Fiennes was in it was part of it but it was another of those romantic trigger movies. I am going to hide all of my dvds, change my iPod settings and block my tv from allowing any kind of romance from me until my shields are back up and fully operational. ohhh a star wars reference!!!

hey,what do I need to study to pass?

today I found out that I got an a on my exam in art history. most of the kids in my discussion group did less than stellar. I think they look at me like hell yeah you got a good grade.you were there when the art was made. poor kids. they are victims of the sweating knowing exactly what to study curse. what ever happened to listening to the lecture, doing the reading and then taking the test after studying your notes? apparently, that is long gone. oh well. hopefully, I will be able to keep up the momentum and get an a and boost my gpa.
sad thing is these kids should be able to get the material and get a good grade. they are young. I'm old and have been hit in the head a bunch of times. yeah, I've been on jeopardy and I can remember details and stuff but still. I think it is because I learned to study and actually learn differently than students now. they learn so they have tunnel vision for the material. that's bad because then they develop no critical thinking skills. and these kids are grade fixated. they obsess about their grades and honors. crap! nobody is dying because a b or c is earned. just check my transcript. if that were the case I would have carnage everywhere.