Today is my son’s birthday and I almost forgot to blog since we’re running him around and such. We just got back home from his birthday massage (can you believe it?) and now I”m waiting on him and my oldest to straighten up some of the clutter, including gift wrap, so we can go have a late lunch together before he has to go to football practice.
He turned 16 and is WAY taller than me now. I do have to occasionally remind him who the mama is in the house. That along with the occasional snarl and threat to show his little girlfriend pictures of him crawling around at 6 months old with a snotty nose and nothing on but a tee-shirt!
Coming up on the end of Hatsept Heat. THANK GOODNESS! I’ve been struggling to write THE END, the same as every other book I write. The more I write, the more I find to say. Hmmm, can someone say “You talk too much?”
ROFL!
Well, it’s back to being the mom-slave for the day!
Wow, kids grow up quickly, don’t they?
by Shelley Munro September 20th, 2007 at 11:16 pmAnd jeesh, I hear you about writing the end. I’m having similar problems getting my hero and heroine to get down and dirty. They want to talk. Hey, maybe I can send them over to you?
Girl, don’t send ‘em over here! I’m stuck in the same spot at you!
The fighting scenes, got those covered and they’re flowing nicely, but, er, it’s THE final sex scene now, and if I look at the screen any longer without typing a word I may just have to get you and Lauren on a conference call!
TJ
by TJ September 21st, 2007 at 11:38 am