The Latest in Frankenstein Fashion

This lovely boot could be yours. It's half-off; it's going for the price of a leg, not an arm and a leg. Heheh. I'd apologize for the bad pun, but it's really early or really late -- depends on how you look at it.

You may be wondering how I managed to snag such a great new pair of boots. I'd like to say I stole them from Frankenstein's mama, but sadly, that is not the case. I'd like to say I fought someone for a signed first edition of Edgar Allan Poe's The Raven, but sadly, that is not the case either. Nope. This sick puppy is brought to yours truly courtesy of exercising. Working out is supposed to be good for your health. Yeah, right. *eye roll* The wise writer would have just given her eyes a good workout by rereading Stephen King's The Stand or attempting to slog through the entire Norton Anthology of English Literature Vol. 1 and Vol. 2. Instead, I opted to work out to my favorite Jillian Michaels video, something I've done many times before, but it's never cost me my leg. I am now the proud owner of one torn left calf muscle and two weeks of excuses to not be on my feet that much. This means more writing time, if I can focus through the pain.

Oh the horrors of being injured -- getting help with the laundry, having my meals served to me, which happens most of the time anyway because I have a great husband, spending many hours in bed reading book after book. Yep, I'm really suffering. Well, my leg may be suffering, but the rest of me is just fine. *grins* Except for the part of me that doesn't like to sit still. I'll just practice my gargoyle skills, instead. Maybe, there's a building in need of a new statue. I hear stone lions are quite popular on the steps of grand local libraries. Perhaps, they'd like a stone writer?

As always, happy writing and happy reading to all!

Blame the Plague of Zombies on the Unagi!

Warning: Do not eat a unagi rice bowl from Whole Foods Market late at night! I had a killer dream, no pun intended. I've been indulging in a little reality television in the morning after my Jillian Michaels Shred routines and I think my writer's imagination imploded last night. I am a fan of Tabatha Coffey from Tabatha's Salon Takeover because she's a smart, no-nonsense, successful businesswoman. The "bossy Aussie" as she is nicknamed, lived up to her reputation last night in my dreams.

Tabatha Coffey invaded dreamtime last night and became the "bossy" coordinator of a zombie dance video while Jillian Michaels encouraged them to workout harder. I've been letting a new story idea marinate, while working on finishing a few others. This is something I do frequently. I mull over an idea until all the juicy details are fleshed out. If a story doesn't flow like water when I write, I move on to the next idea and shelve the previous to return to later. My story inspiration this time came from a popular cell phone commercial, which will remain nameless, since I'm not a fan of cell phones. Anyway, I've been toying with the idea of a mob of zombies showing up somewhere unexpected in public and creating a spectacle.

Meh! A zombie dance video coordinated by Jillian Michaels and directed by Tabatha Coffey is not how I envisioned my story going, but who knows? Maybe, it will work for someone else. I can only conclude that I need to watch less T.V. or stop working out, and only one of those would really be better for me. Instead, I'm blaming it on the unagi, which I think I'll shy away from for a bit -- have to ward off the possibility of encountering a mob of zombies dancing in the streets. Admittedly, that might be the most exciting thing to happen to me since I discovered mold/mildew growing in my air conditioning system this week in my apartment.

A girl has to live vicariously sometime. And if I had a mob of zombies, I would probably sic them on my rude neighbors who don't pick up after their dogs, leave garbage on people's doorsteps, and are working towards their third Olympic medal for excessive drinking and fighting at dark-thirty in the morning. One can only wish for a hoard of hungry zombies!

What would you do with a hoard of hungry zombies at your disposal? Hmm... I feel another story coming on.

As always, happy writing and happy reading to all!