Hello dear readers.
You'll have to excuse my laziness, but 'tis the end of the holiday season and I've a tree to dismantle and presents for which I must now find permanent places.
Do check back tomorrow for more perilous adventures of the girl writer, this time about her breathtaking brush with none other than the President of these here United States and four Boy Republicans.
Now here is a bunch of Erin for anyone who cares:
For the MySpace contingent, here's mine.
Interviews I've done: one with QRD, another with Romance at Heart, and yet another with The Writer's Life.
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You say some pretty smart and interesting things, Erin.
I haven't received it yet. Been running to the mail box everyday the post office is up and running. I pray I will find it in my box tonight. I'm in the city, and this computer is costing me an arm and a leg. Eyeball? I go back to work tomorrow.
I can't wait untill I get a new computer with the internet.
Going to the bookstore now. Going to see if I can find "The Assult on Tony's" and "Stripper Lessons". Last time I checked, there were two copies of "Leaving Las Vegas". (movie cover) I did see a pic of John (the one with the sunglasses) I do want to read the book.
I hate when I rush type. It drives me fucking insane.
Talk soon.
Oh yeah, forgot to mention; something about MySpace drives me nuts. And as far as I can tell, I am not able to leave you comments without an account. I cannot arrange another account. Blogger is far too much work for me as it is.
I just leave my tree up all year. It makes a great place to hang my wet delicates.
OK, that sounded terrible.
I am infinitely intrigued by The Phoenix's "wet delicates."
I enjoyed the interview on QRD. I don't think it sappy at all that you contrast the focus of Leaving Las Vegas with that of Harvey & Eck.
I like the fact that you focus on life and focusing on life does not make H&E a romance novel.
As we discussed once before, I have the parade of dead men in my life in a similar fashion to what you alluded. My father died when I was 4 and the impact that seems to have had on me is that I am accutely aware that life is very short. Now is the time to enjoy life. Now. Not tomorrow. Not after retirement - you may never make it to retirement.
I am not going to have the huge retirement fund that some people I know will have. But when my flame flickers out for the final time, I want to say to myself at that exact instant, "Damn that was fun."
Nothing to forgive. I feel like I've been slacking my way through the entire holiday season.
Oh, and I sent you a friend request on myspace. YAY!!!
I don't think I'll ever get to say, "Damn that was fun".
Thanks for the entertainment, this is an unexpected treat.
One year as the holidays passed I felt lazy. Quite lazy, in fact. So I took my tree out to my back porch and left it there through the winter. Work became awfully busy in the spring, leading to much travel in the summer. And by the time fall came around I spent more time at my girlfriend's place than mine and didn't really keep up on things.
Sure enough, I found myself the proud owner of a slightly mangled (and slightly horribly smelling) tree for my next Christmas! Odd holiday, though -- nobody wanted to come over and celebrate with me and my tree ...
A happy new year to you, too.
-- david
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