Quote Of The Month

"There's a place in Hell reserved for women who don't help other women."
Madeleine Albright

Friday, December 11, 2009

Hazards in the Workplace--Part Deux

Another excellent example of hazards in the workplace: multi-billionaire, professional golfer Tiger Woods who, while on the pro tour, it appears, managed to suffer multiple episodes of zipper failure with women he wasn't married to. incomplete sentence, improper grammar, I know. You fix it, then let me know how you did it.

It seems young Mr. Woods, of the foul mouth and temperament, believes marriage vows don't apply to him. Don't get me wrong; I'm not so naive to believe adultery occurs in a vacuum. It takes two to tango; he is blessed, as all of us are, with the ability to JUST SAT NO and walk away, virtue intact.

Of course, if these women are to be believed, some of this alternative activity had to have occurred while he was on an extended medical leave of absence while recovering from knee reconstruction surgery. Oops, I forget, different body part just north of the knee doesn't care if the leg must be elevated and iced.

Un huh.
Keep on asking for privacy, Tiger.
Let Elin know I'd be glad to hand her the next club should she ever feels the need.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Hazards in the Workplace

Since Valentines Day of this year, Rochesterians have been consumed with a case of multiple murders committed as a result of violence in the workplace. Prior to the lovers' day, a man named Frank Garcia was employed as a nursing supervisor at a number of nursing homes in the area. He was fired from two facilities for what was later learned to be allegations of sexual harassment. Taking issue with the terminations, Mr. Garcia elected to punish the women by shooting one as she was on a cigarette break outside the nursing home; he also shot a passerby who tried to help the woman. Both were DOA. Garcia then drove to a nearby county where he located the residence of the other complainant, tortured her and her husband, then shot them in the head at point blank range. Their children, one of whom suffers from cerebral palsy, were forced to remain in another room but heard the gunshots which killed their parents.

The list for walking wounded does not end with 4 corpses:
An eye witness to the first shootings, the significant other of the Good Samaritan, will live with the vision of her lover dying before her eyes and being helpless to assist him.
Garcia's wife, according to the news reports, delivered their third child two days after his/her father's rampage. During the trial it was printed the couple had three children under the age of 3.
Though they will likely consider themselves above it all, heads of two separate HR departments own a piece of this cluster f&*k. Garcia had a documented history of violence. Plus, how many other women came forward but were "persuaded" their complaints amount to nothing more than "he said/she said"? Could his termination been handled in a different manner?
If two women came forward and lodged complaints, chances are there are 10 to 50 others who suffered in silence and now have to wonder if they did the right thing by maintaining a silence.
The social worker friend of Garcia who helped him break the law by purchasing a gun for him. A SOCIAL WORKER, people.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

The player to be named later

The player to be named later is on board, ready to practice the plays and counteract the estrogen swirls created when his older sister and cousin Meredith get together.
His name is Kieran James; he weighs 10 pounds 2 ounces and is 23 inches long. And he's a snuggler. Let's hope he's as placid as his other cousin Owen.
What a bundle of love!!
Mother and Dad appear to be doing very well.
We are thrilled to death!

Friday, November 13, 2009

The high moments of editoring

okay, so last week [last blog entry] I spoke about the low points of being an editor. That galley, BTW, went to final production late last night. We shall have a release date by Thanksgiving, I hope.

so one of the high points happened a few minutes ago when i opened an email from an author who'd been rejected by another editor, with my blessing, several months back. The rejection letter was well written, supportive, and encouraging--something WRP takes serious. Long story short, the author is taking the editor's advice by lengthening the story into a rose length story. She's pleased with the treatment received by the editor and myself.

What a nice way to end the day, the week, the month, the year.
How was your day?

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

The low moments of editoring

Probably the thing I loathe the most about being an editor is correcting galleys, over and over, until my teeth ache. I tend to rush when I'm tired. When I rush invariably I make mistakes, and that makes me nuts.

Recently a manuscript, IMO one of the best examples of the Last Rose of Summer, has been the cause of extreme bouts of agita--due to incompatibilities between the author's word processing program and mine. To the fault of no one, progress has become my worst nightmare.

It meant I had to read every sentence, several times to, among other problems, ensure quotation marks were present and curved in the correct direction, and consistent in appearance with the marks in the previous lines of dialogue. Ugh. Ick. Dreck. Ewwwyeew. Too awful for words. I thought I'd caught them all.

I discovered the "NOT" after I sent the galley to the author for her comments and changes. In most cases the author lists for changes are short.
This one went on for 38 pages. Count 'em, boys and girls, thirty-eight. No mistake, no exaggeration.
Most were relevant and responsible to the "readability" and overall clean, error free appearance of the book.
And, sadly, many of her comments regarded inserting quotation marks where there were none. Ugh. Ick. Dreck. Ewwwyeew. Shrieks, ranting, weeping and renting of clothes. Not a pretty sight.

But. . . finally, it is completed. A task that should have been finished in late summer now will go into final production by Thanksgiving.
Not fun. Not nice.
It's time for a nap.


Saturday, October 17, 2009

Finding inspiration when I wasn't looking for it

I recently decided the blurb lines for my blog sites and signature lines for my email addresses needed a shot of B-12. As I surfed the web today, I found a wealth of quotations which, while forcing me to recall the bad old days, also inspired me.

Margaret Thatcher: "I usually make up my mind about a man in ten seconds, and I very rarely change it." More women should take Madam Thatcher's advice. Then stick to it.

Bella Abzug: "The test for whether or not you can hold a job should not be the arrangement of your chromo-somes." I was reminded of the women who went through high school and nursing school with me. Bright, intelligent, hard working women who wanted to become physicians but were told they should not attempt something so rigorous for 1. it would make them unattractive and therefore would never find a husband or 2. could not absorb all that detailed information because after all they were just a 'girl'. Grrrr.

Joan of Arc: "I am not afraid . . . I was born to do this." If only more of us heard and heeded that inner voice.

That is for another day.

Friday, September 25, 2009

The Last Roses are Blooming!!

Each month of the year, the various lines at Wild Rose Press are featured. September is the month which focuses on the last roses. Since sales in the last quarter were the best ever for this rather quiet line [believe it or not, not all readers hold their breaths waiting for older heroes and heroines!] I took a look at the "Coming Soon" link on the WRP website.
Over the coming months we will release full length novels which involve an Alaskan adventure [Honorable Intentions, October] and two people who unite in their obsession to find a bone marrow donor for a critically ill teenager [The Trouble With Tessa, November]. Also slated for a November release is a darling short story with a Christmas theme [JD's Christmas Wish]. Lastly, in January we will be treated with A Fairy Tale for Gwynn, a widow with toddler twins and a tweenager with an attitude meets Mr. Wonderful--an actor looking for permanency.
We have some great stories scheduled for the first 5 months of 2010, including one of mine, but more on those later.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

A New Blog For Me

Some of you know I make tote bags for fun and profit, plus it keeps me off the streets.
Until recently photos of the bags were posted on my website, but this became too difficult to manage. Many of the bags on the website have been sold or "reinvented" into a different style. Plus, having made almost 30 new bags this summer, I would have been bugging the web mistress to add and delete bag photos every few days. Not fun for anyone.

So . . . while updating another blog, one of those "well, duh" moments struck. I'd recently learned another computer skill--adding photos to my blogs. I could do this.
And I did.
To see up to date pictures of the bags I've made this summer, go to www.KatsKarryAlls.blogspot.com

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Sharing Gifts With Others

Recently two people [actually more than two, but these two are foremost in my mind right now] shared their gifts with me.
A member of my writers' group brought in copies of articles from the recent Writer's Digest. Not only was it an excellent, well written article, it was something this man did not have to do. Now that I think about it, he does this often. I shall have to make the time to thank him.

The other gift came from a second chapter member: one of our newest members [she recently rejoined after an absence of maybe 10 years, maybe less] shared memories and lessons learned from the founder of the chapter on our blog. it was a lovely tribute from one friend to another. I shall have to take the time to thank her privately.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Toss out that loaf of stale bread

until recently if anyone asked me how to handle writer's block, I'd have responded with my favorite acronym: BTSOOM.
At a recent writers' group meetings, other members had abeen pushing writing to different audiences or targets, shorter romances, less than 5,000 words. Impossible, was my continued response--until I tried it.

What a difference it has made to my entire frame of mind!
Unbeknownst to me I've had writer's block for years, since finishing Try Just Once More back in 2006 I'd started many stories, outlined several, researched sort of for a few, completed nothing.

Until I wrote 2 shorts [less than 1,000 words] for an e-zine. I didn't think I could do it and almost gave up a few times. I submitted in the end of July and early August. They responded, saying they might go on hiatus and pick things back up again in 2010 and offered me the option to submit elsewhere.

So I did!!
I took one of the ezine stories and expanded it to just a tad over 3,000 words. It was a struggle at first finding those last 500 words, but I did it and submitted it as a stand-alone story but part of a series titles based on the vanDyke poem I call Those Who Love.
The second was somewhat easier to write due to the amount of external conflict [take back the night march].
I am quite pleased with myself.
More than that, I am feeling better about myelf and my writing than i have in a very long time.


Wednesday, July 29, 2009

What Writing Exercise Are You Doing?

I really must get my act together and post to this blog more often.
Have any of you ever participated in writing exercises?
My writer's group has one coming up: Pick a movie and change the ending.
Obviously, not all movies apply: Saving Private Ryan, Gettysburg, Apollo 13, Last of the Mohegans; you get the drift.
problem is, I can't think of an ending I'd change.
Oh wait. There's the first James Bond movie with Daniel Craig. The heroine doesn't die at the hands of the bad guys, but James decks her for her duplicity, then walks off toward the nearest casino.

Mrs Doubtfire: Sally poisons mega-annoying Peter Pan-wannabe Robin Williams and takes off with Pierce Brosnan, and has hot sex till she can't walk comfortably.

Gone With The Wind: After Rhett says, Frankly, my dear . . . he shoots Scarlett.

The Big Easy: don't change a thing; it's perfection unlimited.

Now I believe we should expand this to TV programs:
NCIS--every episode should end with Dinozzo, bound hand and foot, with electrodes attached to his head and I get to throw the switch.

Law and Order SVU, bring Adam Beach back and get rid of the ever-sneering Mariska Hargitay.

HGTV's House Hunters: every time some rich bee-yotch says she won't buy some house worth the high six figures; she doesn't like the bathroom because it doesn't have his and her sinks. I like to see a homeless person [who hasna't bathed recently] to burst in the door and ask how she'd like living with bathroom facilities down the hall, shares it with 10 others, and BTW there's no lock on the door.

Nanny 911. I'd send each of those beastly kids to dog obedience school a[in place of the family pooch] and shoot the parents.

The Closer: I'd give Lt. Flynn a love interest: preferably a nurse, an ER or ICU nurse, whom he meets at an AA meeting. She looks like Edie Falco with the same "Do You Feel Lucky?" look in her eye. they then bang like bunnies.

that's all for today, folks

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

What's on your nightstand?

No, not the personal items.
I mean the To Be Read pile.
At last year's RWA conference in San Francisco, I like many attendees, came away with a bunch of free books. One was the second in JR Ward's Brotherhood of the Dagger series. It only took me about 6 months to wade through the pile to get to it.
I will readily admit: I am not a fan of vampire stories. Correction: I wasn't never a fan of vampire stories.

boy, has she turned me around!!!!
The humor is fabulous. The humanity is refreshing. And the sex is great.
The internal conflict is individualized to each of the seven heroes and crafted so well it feels effortless. I'm sure it wasn't all that easy.

I now have hooked my daughter on them.
If you have a chance, pick one up but try to read them in order.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Maine RWA Retreat

Thank you, thank you, thank you, all MERWA members for hosting another fabulous retreat.
The workshops were well attended and quite interesting. The pitch sessions revealed there is some fascinating work going on out there. I hope everyone follows up and submits, submits, submits!!!

Jessica Andersen's workshops on World Building and Punching Up Your Writing were fun and educational. She even agreed to think about coming to Rochester to present the same workshops next year!!!
Until next time,
Peace to all

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Happy Mother's Day

This weekend, my husband and I are getting away to his family's cottage on a small lake northwest of Syracuse. He loves the place and goes there often to fish, rest and relax.
This time we're taking one of our daughters, her two kids and the dog as her husband will be away for the weekend.
Our precious Meredith, who just turned 3, loves the cottage as much as her Papa does, though for perhaps different reasons. There is a long hallway leading to the bedroom wing, perfect for running endless marathons and trying out her new bowling set. A huge great room with hardwood floors is perfect for setting up her new four-car train set--and for running around. Her brother will be able to creep and crawl to his heart's content.
I have manuscripts to read and perhaps one of my own to start building the foundation by interviewing the lead characters.
I hope all who read this have a wonderful spot to celebrate mothers everywhere.

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Getting back on the saddle

Well, I tried--going to an editor chat.
They wouldn't let me in.
Because I forgot to write the password down and keep it in a safe place.
This computer age stuff is for the birds!

As I have the next week off from diaper and training pants duty--thank the sweet baby Jesus and all the saints in heaven--I plan to spend the time sewing my fat chubby fingers off. Several babies are due in the extended family and I like to make diaper bags for the expectant parents. If I like them I make two--one more masculine for the dad and one in the mom's fav colors or prints. Before I send it off I like to stuff the bag with baby things like rattles and pacifiers [can never have enough of those puppies] and boppy covers.

When the diaper bags are completed I'm making a book bag for my niece, fixing a Curious George backpack I made for my darling Meredith, and various Dora the Explorer accoutrements for Mere's bedroom. I've stocked up on 50% off coupons from JoAnn fabrics which should help the cost.

And . . . months ago I promised my two favorite critique partners purple totes with coordinating pansy pockets and straps. It's spring, let's celebrate!!!


Sunday, April 12, 2009

Conference Wrap Up

I can't believe almost 2 months has gone by since I last posted anything.
Something has to be done about that!!!
I have to go to an Editor Chat right now but I'll be back

Thursday, February 12, 2009

To Conference[s] We Will Go!!

It is that time of year, spring is blooming, conference planners are running themselves ragged. This year I have been invited to two: New England's Let Your Imagination Take Flight [March] and the annual Maine Retreat [May].
I'll run my mouth at both, of course. Sex Offenders at NEC and TBA for the Maine folks.
I can't wait. I've never been to NEC and I've always wanted to go. It'll be fun to see all my pals at the Maine RWA chapter again. We had great fun last year.
Also, I've been asked to be a final round judge for The Laurie Contest this year. This is a first for me [final round, I mean]. Gee, my name will go in the RWR and everything!!!
Big stuff, aren't we?

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Quote for the day

While having blood work drawn the other day I saw this on the message board and couldn't stop laughing. I hope you appreciate it as much as I do.

"Whatever you give a woman, she's going to multiply. if you give her a house, she'll give you a home. if you give her groceries, she'll give you a meal. If you give her a smile, she'll give you her heart. She multiplies and enlarges what is given to her."
So . . . if you give her crap, you will receive more shit than any one human being can handle.