Dawn Olmo

Veronica was giggling about boobies today. When asked why she always jokes about boobies, she says, “Because they are silly.” Then, she grabs her shirt and stretches it out. “Imagine if someone’s boobies were this big!” She says, and giggles hysterically. She puts her hands in her shirt, towards her belly. “Or down here!” Laughter ensues, and Yvonne notes that some women do have them down there. “What if they were on your eyes!” Veronica exclaims, putting her hands over her eyes in a cupped manner. “You’d have to feed your baby on your face! That’d be gross.”

On another note, Cassandra just learned the word Vagina from her friends and thinks it is the funniest word, ever.

Authonomy is a website I found last night. It’s been around longer than that, of course, but I was instantly smitten. It’s a place for writers to upload their books, but they only become public once you have 10k words or more. Also, every month the top five rated books go to the editors desk of Harper Collins International. This doesn’t mean they all get published, but they get looked at. To top that off, there are other editors cruising that site for good books. Quite a few people have gotten calls from publishers like Avon. One that I know of has never submitted a query to an agent or any publisher, was called by Avon because of her book on Authonomy, and now has a three book deal with them. How is that for cool?

They recently opened a site for young writers called inkpop.com which I will be taking a look at and pointing it out to Yvonne in the coming weeks.

Now, I just have to find time between baby, homework, and grading to actually start writing. Makes me wish I didn’t need sleep, I tell you what.

I just thought I’d share. Dee said I was lost to him last night, and kept asking me if I was done cumming. He’s so uncouth. It wasn’t like that, but he wouldn’t believe me. Of course, at one point he looked over my shoulder and couldn’t believe I was reading their FAQ. I like to read FAQs. However, I was upset that in my perusal I found two errors. I wish I could edit them. Anyway, I encourage all my fellow literary nuts who write books to become members and submit. You get good feedback (I have yet to see any bad feedback). If you just read books, become a member! You can be a top talent spotter. You can help new writers gain a following before they even become published. You can help people polish their books.

You’d think I work for them with that spiel, wouldn’t you? I don’t though. Dammit.

Been a while since I’ve been here. Things have changed in the back room. Here is what has happened since I was last here:

May 2009, I had poetry rejected at three literary journals, and then quit submitting for a while, because my ego took a beating.

June 2009, I received my bachelor’s degree in creative writing.
My mom moved back to Spokane.

September 2009, I started as a Graduate student to get my Master’s in Rhetoric and Technical Communication. I received a GSA and am now teaching English 101. I’m on my second quarter. Anyone got ideas for a thesis? I have no clue.

So, I’m messing around with plugins and things of that nature, and found this one on jadedjennifer’s blogspot page, the thing at the bottom of the left sidebar. So, show me some love, and I’ll start blogging more. I really will. I swear it.

I keep thinking about blogging, but I do it in my head.  I have some great blogs in there.  I never quite make it as far as my laptop with them though.  I need to.  Because of my laziness, I have totally forgotten the great first lines I thought of the other night.

Now I have none.  I remember briefly, but when went to write them tonight, they disappeared. :/

I decided to blog, but only have 2 minutes. We are frying up a turkey, it’s nearly done.

I did NaNoWriMo again this year (have since 2003 or 2002) once again, I didn’t finish lol.  I was going strong during the first week, got up to 12,344 words, but then I got sick and then I got to making excuses as to why I couldn’t do it that night, etc. etc. until I just quit.

I will finish the book, eventually.  I know everything that will happen.

Times up!

There was ocean and wind and hot tubs and a lot of driving.  It was wonderful.

The Oregon Coast is beautiful, but cold.  I wasn’t expecting that.

I took some good pictures, but mostly I walked all over the place until my legs threatened to collapse in protest.