I’m sitting here in my pajamas and my reading glasses – which I got last week because my damn eyes are getting old and all this computer work is killing them – and having spent some time in the last week reading other blogs on the topic of romance writing, I am considering pulling the plug on this blog.
None of those other witty, cutting, smart blogs are posting banana bread recipes or tips on stain removal for god’s sake.
I can’t help who I am however. I am a stay at home mother to two small people. I *like* to bake and I am a veritable encyclopedia on medical / nutritional / household tips. Friends come to me to ask me about stain removal and which vitamin is for what and then say “I knew you’d know!” when I give them the answer.
In spite of the fact that I like to make bread and to quilt, I do not wear flowered dresses or an apron. I only have piercings in my ears because two natural childbirths were enough self inflicted pain for one lifetime. I often admire tattoos but don’t have any because I lack the commitment needed to draw a picture on myself which will be there for life. (And does any tattoo look good full wrinkles?) Toe rings and funky toe nail polish are my biggest concessions to youth culture.
I am chatty and tend to make friends easily but I’m not always a nice person. I can be cynical, am frequently sarcastic and degenerate to being downright nasty from time to time (usually at safe distance – does that make me a coward too?) I like loud rock music even when I can’t remember the names of the bands. In my 30s I finally understand what PMS is all about and though I don’t exactly enjoy it, I feel strangely empowered by it (add weird to my list of traits).
Does this seem at odds with the profile I posted of myself? The strange thing is that all of it is true. Call it what you like: complexity, contractions, conflicts – that’s what makes people so fascinating.
I didn’t attend the recent Romantic Times conference and though I have learned in recent years that “never say never” is a saying for a reason, I think it is unlikely I ever will. Even assuming I become “someone”, I’m not much of a crowd person and cover models don’t do it for me. I’d rather not have people on the covers of my book at all, frankly. I prefer to let readers’ imaginations do the work.
My site meter goes up by drips and drabs with hits from places as far away as Iran and China but without comments I can’t tell if they are accidental or intentional hits. Do people actually come here on purpose or is this all just a self-indulgent delusion? My friend and fellow author Nina Nash has apparently been enjoying the banana bread she made from my recipe this week, but what about the rest of you? Do you guys like the Martha Stewart tips?
If I pulled the plug would anyone even notice?
SPEAK UP!
