Stacia Kane

(x-posted everywhere)

So the Princess’s bedframe and our two bedside tables were finally delivered today (and it only took 10 weeks).

The woman who delivered them was very nice, but a bit…butch. Susan Powter haircut, lots of piercings in her face. Not that I care, just an observation.

She asked Princess her name and Princess told her. Then she says, “Bet you can’t guess my name!” And Princess just stared at her, because Princess is 4. Hell, I would just stare too, because I hate that “guess” shit. Guess your name? I don’t know. Sappho?

Anyway. She pulls up one sleeve of her sweatshirt and shows Princess her tattoos. One of which is a large Scooby-Doo. Then she pulls up the other sleeve. More tats, two Scooby-Doos. Then she says:

“And that’s my name! Scooby Doo! I had it legally changed!”

Thankfully, the other delivery person in the truck chose this moment to come in with a box, sparing me the necessity of a reply.

She told me before leaving that she “just really likes dogs.”

So Scooby Doo works for Argos, and delivered furniture to me today. But not, as you would righfully assume, in the Mystery Machine.

I had a great time this Sunday doing my Author Day at the Loves Romances ebook Yahoo group-everyone there was very friendly and made me feel welcome.

It also massaged my little writer’s ego that, when I mentioned in passing The Black Dragon (my unsubbed novel that I still adore but need to get off my lazy butt and show someone!), people actually asked questions about it!I’m sure they were just being polite, but honestly, it was less an ego massage than a “duh”.

Why the hell haven’t I submitted that? What’s wrong with me? I only had an excuse for the first few months after I finished it-it was an entry in the Goldren Heart so I really couldn’t submit it until I’d heard back on that (didn’t final, but did come close-one more tenth of a point was all I needed. Damn.) But after that, there was, and is, no excuse. (Pregnancy was an excuse not to write-well, not an excuse, because it totally blocked me, but still. It was not an excuse not to send out a query letter for a book that was already done and that I knew people enjoyed reading.)

Yes, part of me is convinced the book will never find a home. It’s not an Erorom, so I’m afraid the big unwritten rule I break (my hero kills the bad guy, instead of waiting for him to drown, or letting random highwaymen do it, or trying to rescue him from a cliff but the bad guy falls and dies anyway, or whatever other deaux ex machina are brought in to keep the hero from actually taking real revenge) will be a problem. Erorom breaks more rules all around, so I’m not worried about such a plot point there. Which is good, since I’m a bloodthirsty kind of girl. But TBD isn’t Ero, and I don’t want to make it so-it would mess with the characters too much. Frankly, my hero would be a total hypocrite and nowhere near the man he really is if I let him play willy-nilly in the heroine’s pants. Or chemise.

But I’ve woken up this morning filled with a terrible resolve. I will re-edit it (it’s been a year or so since I even read it) and I will start subbing it.

Dammit.

(And the first review for my Teaser came in-Maysreviews rated it “Excellent-4 stars”! Happy me.)

The couches were delivered yesterday! Yay! We finally have something to sit on. And it only took 6 weeks since the day we moved in here. So that’s good.

I burned dinner last night though. That was bad. But then Stephen went out for fish and chips, which was good. So I’m not entirely sure where my karma is with yesterday.

Got some more work done today! Yes! The Faery fell asleep on the way home from dropping Princess off at school, and stayed asleep until we picked her up. So that was several lovely hours of free time. Unfortunately, the batteries on my Alphasmart were too low for me to work for longer than 40 minutes. See the good/bad pattern at work here?

Tomorrow we go to buy a car, which is good. But the money my Mom transferred to us hasn’t cleared, so that’s bad.

I’m now watching Buffy. Buffy is definitely good.

What’s good and bad in your life today?

My Mom is insisting on reading my book, despite my pleas to her not to. She says she wants to brag to her workmates and show it to them. I keep trying to explain to her that, much as I appreciate it, maybe she doesn’t want to share her daughter’s repeated use of the word “cock” with her fellow nurses.

And speaking of cock, how do we all feel about blow jobs? More specifically, how do we enjoy reading about them? Do you? Or do you think that if you wanted to hear about blow jobs you would go to bed with your man?

In other words, is it sexy, or is it dull? We might do it, and enjoy it, but do we enjoy reading about it in what is, after all, our fantasy?

A good cunnilingus scene is hot, but is a blow job scene just something that makes us think of the guy who used to shove our heads into his lap, a la the guy Charlotte dates on Sex and the City?

Inquiring minds…

My first piece of published fiction is released in ebook format today by Whiskey Creek Press-Torrid! (Of course, those of you who found me through the Torrid Temptations blog already know this!)

I’m very, very excited about this and hoping that it does well! So go check it out (http://whiskeycreekpress.com/torrid/) and let me know if you like it!