Today’s quiz: What Sign Is Your True Love?

Hmm…will have to ask The Music Man what his sign is. Watch, it’s just my luck this is Stealth Dater Boy’s sign. Figures!

Your True Love Is a Capricorn

Why you’ll love a Capricorn: Hard working and driven, a Capricorn will work overtime to win your heart. Be prepared to get wined and dined, even once you’re convince that your Capricorn is the one! Why a Capricorn will love you: You don’t rush things. You know it will take a while for a Capricorn to trust you, and you can wait. Social and outgoing, you can introduce normally shy Capricorn to a great circle of friends.

Today, I attempt the impossible. The most insane, crazy, death-defying stunt this librarian-cum-author has ever tried to pull off. Yes, I will be doing a 5K walk/run in support of the American Cancer Society.

Holy fucknuts, Batman!

Me?! But…But, I’m the fat girl. I don’t run, walk, crawl, or otherwise exercise in any way shape or form if I can possibly help it. Thankfully, I’ll be walking with a preggo friend, so I hope she can keep it to a slow waddle for me. (I’m the waddler; she’s not that pregnant yet)

Pray for me! I have to exercise in front of The Music Man. Gaaahhhh!!!

I’ll be seeing The Music Man again tonight, sans Stealth Dater Boy. Woo-hoo! At least, I hope he doesn’t show up. Crap. He just might since he knows where we’ll be. Dangit! Now I’ll have to keep one eye peeled so I can avoid running into him if he does crash the party.

Anyway, I’m hoping for more flirty fun with The Music Man. I definitely deserve it. He certainly made me laugh, which, by the way, is my number one requirement for an interesting man.

Have a great weekend!

**ADDENDUM**
The Music Man came by the library today and took me out to lunch. Weeeeee! And I still get to see him tonight.

So, a few days ago I was bitching about the stalker-like tendencies of Stealth Dater Boy. Every Wednesday night, I get together with some interesting/strange/funny people from work at a local restaurant to socialize, eat, and drink beer. (Or not, depending. I’m not so much about the beer. Beer=cat pee-pee). I arrived last night, knowing my fun will always be diminished somewhat by SDB, who also attends the event and insists on either sitting next to me or talking loudly at me down the table. Ew.

Yesterday was different, though. One of our music professors brought a friend with him. I thought to myself as we were introduced that he was kinda cute. So, woo-hoo. Eye-candy. Then, I got to thinking about the sage advice of Jill Monroe when she suggested I flirt in front of SDB. Of course, I get to kill two birds with one stone here, flirt with a cute boy and thwart the efforts of SDB. Nice!

The good news, cute boy, who shall now be know as The Music Man (don’t ask) was totally up for it. I did something girlie and flirtatious (I won’t say what, because I’m mildly embarrassed by my dumb-girlie-moment) and he called me on it. I told him that calling me on my flirtation was totally not the way to get a girl to flirt with him. I think he was slightly shocked that I was that open about it. After that, the game was so on. We were so obvious and in-your-face about the flirtation, nobody could have missed it. Sigh. Except, you guessed it, SDB. Gaaah!!! (In fact, The Music Man mentioned while SDB was on a potty break that at first he thought the two of us were together. My response: “He only wishes.”)

Ah, well. Can’t say I didn’t try. At least I got a fun evening of flirtation with The Music Man out of it.

That’s the new title I’ve given myself: The Idea Machine.

I have another idea. This one is for another young adult book. Paranormal, but not. I love this idea! I think it may be moving up the current list to land fourth behind Supersize Girl. I love it that much. This puts my idea/wip line-up at 13. Freaking thirteen!

Gaahhh! I have too many ideas and not enough time to devote to them! I just don’t write as quickly as I want to. Sigh. As much as I love the library, it’s times like this when I wish I wrote full-time.

Actually, I lied. This idea will have to go fifth behind the one or two novellas I want to aim at Ellora’s Cave. They’re looking for entries in the Cavemen series and they have a new tarot themed series for 2007. I might write one for that. We’ll see. Major sigh. So many ideas, so little time.

I just reviewed a short story by a new author, Loribelle Hunt. Loved it. This writer is mad-talented and I can’t wait to read her next book. Let me tell you why this book rocked–one major reason: this was a (light) Dominance/submission book, which is not my fave theme to read. And I still liked it. That just explains a whole lot, doesn’t it?

Here’s a link to her blog and website, so you can find out more about this fabulous up-and-coming author.

As always, must pimp my review.

Forgive me while I begin to rant like a madwoman.

Did I mention that Stealth Dater Boy decided to work on the “Little Shop of Horrors” play with me? Isn’t that just too freaking sweet? *gag*

You know what I really can’t stand about that guy? He never shuts up. Never! And he always has to be the smartest person in the room! Always! So pseudo-intellectual horse-poo is constantly falling from the guy’s lips. We were at a cast party after a performance and I just wanted to stick a fork in his hand, or his eye, or his…nevermind.

I’m normally not a violent person, so this should tell you something. I also fought the urge to clap my hands over my ears and scream “La-la-la! Can’t hear you! Can’t hear you!” But I resisted the urge, if only to avoid the crazy-lady-on-deck looks from the rest of the cast and crew. It’s gotten to the point that just hearing his voice is like raking nails down a freaking chalk board.

I can’t escape either because, get this, we work together. (Reminder: I never agreed to date this guy, so it’s so totally not my fault.)

Then! Then! I may have developed the teensiest of crushes on one of the actors (who shall remain nameless to protect my innocence). Could I hit on him? Flirt with him? Make googly eyes at him? NO! Because everywhere I turned, there was SDB, talking–loudly–spewing his aren’t-I-smart bullcrap! No escape, I tell you. No escape!

Shit. Here he comes to chat me up at my desk. Gotta run.

Do you feel lucky, punk? According to this quiz, I am one lucky chick. Which just proves that it’s full o’ malarkey. Happy Sunday!

Your Luck Quotient: 65%

You have a high luck quotient. More often than not, you’ve felt very lucky in your life. You may be randomly lucky, but it’s probably more than that. Optimistic and open minded, you take advantage of all the luck that comes your way.

So, over at Romance Divas, I’ve recently been made one of the author liaisons. I specialize in paranormal, futuristic/sci-fi, and fantasy romance. I need to contact authors/agents/editors and see if they’d like to use RD as a promotional opportunity for their work. We host chats or workshops on just about any topic. But, who should I contact first? Who are the authors I’d love to have a chat or workshop with? I know of a few to start with because they’re my faves. Who would you like to chat with or learn from? I’d like to have workshops on worldbuilding, plotting, writing styles, etc.

I’ll have to ponder this further, then gird my loins and just ask somebody. Geez, this is worse than getting a date for the prom. Oh wait. I didn’t have a date to the prom. Crap. I’m screwed.

If you ever wondered about how books get turned into movies, head over to Romance Divas tomorrow at 3pm EST for a chat with Beth Orsoff.

She’ll give interesting advice on what movie studios would expect if they want your book.

You’ll have to register at RD in order to get into the chat. Don’t worry, it’s all a free service. Go check it out!