faaaaaaaaamous? (Scroll down to the March 2nd entry)
You all have to refer to me as “Journaler and (soon-to-be-published) AUTHOR Ethan Hawke Robyn And3rson” from now on. I insist!
Of course, the interesting question is, how do I explain this whole blog/ journal thing to my mother. Maybe I should just say nothing, and when the book turns out to be a runaway best seller and we’re all on Oprah I’ll make sure she doesn’t watch that episode. Oh! Or I’ll just fake my way through! “A bunch of women? On Oprah? Really? And they have what? What on EARTH are “BLOGS”, Mom? Huh. And she looked just like me, and when Oprah addressed her, she laughed goonily and drooled out the side of her mouth? Well, lord KNOWS it wasn’t me, I’d never do THAT, I’m FAR too classy. They say everyone has a twin, don’t they? What? She has the same NAME as me? That’s so odd! Gotta go! Bye!”
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I guess now would be a good time to tell y’all that I’ve restarted OneFatBitchypoo in
another location.
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Judging by the fact that I’ve seen no fewer than five dead possums laying by the side of the road in the past two days, it must be Spring. Also, it’s 60 degrees outside right now – it hasn’t even had a chance to get as warm as it will today! – and they’re saying it may get as high as 80 by Friday.
This is absolutely the time of year when I am SO glad that I live in the south. Daffodils are starting to bloom – I even have one ready to bloom in my back yard! For some reason, the daffodils in my back yard are a little slower than those growing in other yards. There’s a big clump of daffodils in a deserted plot about a half mile from here, and every time I drive by, I think about stopping and picking them.
Happy little daffodils. They make me happy just to see their sunny little faces!
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You know, for a long time I liked James Patterson’s books, but it seems like in the last few years he just kind of lost his shit and started putting out a book every six weeks. He’s got the
Alex Cross series, he’s got the
Women’s Murder Club series, and he’s got random other books that aren’t part of a series. He needs to slow the fuck down, because every time I turn around, there’s another book by him coming out. I’ve stopped reading him because it’s overwhelming. I mean, I hate the fact that I have to wait a year between
Stephanie Plum books, but part of the enjoyment of the book is that year of anticipation.
Speaking of authors worth reading, I’ve devoured every book in Margaret Maron’s
Deborah Knott series, and I highly recommend them.
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Okay, I have three episodes of China Beach burning a hole in my DVR, so I think I’m going to go watch them. Have I mentioned that I adore my DVR?
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“How YOU doin’?”
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