Right now, I'm procrastinating. It's Sunday night and I don't want to particularly do anything. Not that I don't have plenty that needs doing. I have a book outline to finish for a sequel to "A Matter of Necessity." I have a book outline to do for the contemporary western gay mystery that's pinging the walls of my brain so hard it hurts. I could redesign my website... Naw, not till I learn CSS. Mostly I need to take all this stuff Kris is sending me about the BTK and organize it so when I do sit down to write it, I won't be looking through emails.
Speaking of BTK - that man's head is weirder than even I thought it would be and I'm pretty good at imagining weird. It's not that it's more evil...That I expected and am not shocked. It's just...different. A sort of mental processing I've never envisioned even with the nasty fictional SK's I've come up with or any of the other real ones I've read about. How can I describe it... Complex simplicity. I know - that sounds like something that can't exist but that's what it is - complex simplicity. I'm getting flashes where I think I know how he's thinking in particular situations. I almost hear his voice. But not quite. I have a nasty suspicion I am going to have to meet him just to get that in my head. And this is needed because I'm writing alternating chapters - Kris's POV and then his. Yeah - murder from the POV of that man. Oiy. I really am insane.
A now-adult child of one of his victims wants to talk to me. He feels the need to share what witness as Rader murdered his mother. I'm doing some mental and emotional gearing up for that one. Yeah - back to the "I'm insane" thing.
In other less depressing news - I bought a bottle of absinthe. Interesting stuff historically. And now that it's legal again, I wanted to try it. Oddly, it tastes like paregoric. You know, that stuff parents used to drug their kids with? Well, maybe you have to be a certain age to remember it. It was also THE cure for tummy aches. Well, yeah - OPIUM! You don't hurt when you're wasted. LOL. Any how, shelled out the $ for the good absinthe, French no less and from a company that made it way back before it was banned. Not bad. VERY strong flavor. A bit like Drambuie but not syrupy sweet. No visions from the Green Fairy for me though. Oh well...
I love networking. Have a friend of a friend whose husband is a producer. A real one - used to be a VP at New Line. He's agreed to sort of mentor Traci and I though what you need to do to get your book in front of the right people. Now how sweet is that??
Actually have the Xmas tree up and read for Tiny Daughter to decorate. House will never be clean unless I'm not working or I hire someone so I just keep it livable.
I think I'll go to NOLA in March. Likely alone but hey - that's usually how I travel. I miss the city.
Okay - rambled enough. Going back to my hot mocha and absinthe. Ta, loves, until the next time I get the urge to ramble again.
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