March 30, 2012 – Suddenly they all died. The end.

Things that gave me a good laugh this morning:

All I want is a library full of books and a prince telling me to pick one*…

*Book, that is. Not monks.

Also:

TC: Mommy, can we go outside to play?
Me: No, it’s all mucky and gross outside.
TP: Can we sit on the porch?
Me: No, you really don’t need to be out there.

Both give me their best pout.

Me: If you really want to go outside, one of you can get the diaper bag and the other can get my computer bag and you can take them out to the van for me.
TC & TP: Okay!

Oh, kids. 🙂

Speaking of kids, Cricket’s new favorite word is book. If all we did all day long was read Clifford’s First Halloween, I think he’d be in heaven. I, on the other hand, have grown quite tired of reading yet again about Clifford going trick-or-treating dressed as a ghost, getting a bath after eating a candy apple, and traipsing around a haunted house stuck in a glove. But this, too, shall pass, and I know from experience that once these days are gone, I’ll miss them terribly. Cricket’s a boy after my own heart. I’ve got a couple of pictures from story time a few days ago that I’ve been meaning to post on Facebook, but I haven’t done it yet. Maybe I’ll get to it over the weekend, if I’m not buried under a mountain of laundry. *sigh*

In other book news, you can now pre-order White Mountain, Book 1 of the Darkling Chronicles by Sophie E. Tallis. The book is set to come out in September from Safkhet Publishing. I predict it’ll sell faster than hot chocolate in a blizzard. 🙂

Also, I think I might have fixed a major plot problem in The Lokana Chronicles. Some more detail was needed in one place and hopefully I’ve fixed it now. I’ve tried twice already; I hope the third time’s the charm. But if it’s not, well, then I’ll just have to put my stubborn nature to good use and make it bend to my will. The Great and Powerful Seymour will yet be pleased. 🙂 I say that only because I think his crit made a lot of sense and I’m determined to tackle the problem head-on. As it says over at der Wendighaus, “Time to load the guns, brew the ink, and get to work because I am a writer and I am done fucking around.”

I think that’s about all I’ve got this gray Friday afternoon. Have a happy weekend!