Nocturnal Journal–Mandy M. Roth

Used to have it. Have since lost it. I don’t know what’s going on in my mind. Aside from the normal spookables and random flashes of hot, sweaty, naked buff guys that are all too willing to please me, I can now add the inability to focus to my list. That’s right. For three days straight I have not been able to set my mind on something and keep it there for longer than a few seconds.

Help.

Me.

Focus.

Please

^ that is my version of an SOS.

R.I.P.

My purple friend.You will be missed. That’s all I have to say about that. I’ll be in mourning if anyone needs me.

Why the hell is moving into a comptuer harder than moving into a new house? Why can’t I just plug the thing in and type? Are they (the men with pocket protectors) trying to see how far they can push me before I snap and take a bat to the thing? I only ask because my desktop bit it when Michelle was in visiting (I fully blame her and her bad karma) and my Frankin-puter (husband’s old one that had like every spare part known to man in it) wasn’t cuttin’ the mustard so I had to get a new desktop. Sounds fun. NO.

1. I hate spending money. Had to spend some.

2. I hate having to take time to reload crap that should just come on the thing. SEND THE THING WITH ADOBE PEOPLE REALLY! Why send sample OFFICE. I don’t want to pretend to use it…I want to *#(*&*&*&# use it! Why send it with lockdown, err, I mean Norton software that doesn’t want to let me sneeze let alone open a document without offering it my firstborn?

3. see one

4. I really hate trying to remember passwords and settings. I REALLY hate having to redo my email crap. It’s a black hole to start with….let’s wipe it out during the crash of 2005 and expect me to be smart enough to figure out how to get it all back up. Yeah, ain’t happening folks.

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6. I have a sexy naked man on my desktop….do they send a sexy naked man on desktop from store????? NOOOOOOO….they send some ugly backdrop that I have to stare at while my computer does a 9 hour virus scan on a system that just came out of the box. Now, if it finds one I’m going to have issues with the company.

7. see one

*snort*

Here ends computer rant. (that I’m not proofing) <—- should really just put that on bottom of blog…not proofing this. :)

Men in kilts. Now, I never thought I’d be one to find guys in them sexy but I was wrong. I’m cleaning up an older MS that the hero is from the Scottish Highlands. Mmm. That’s all I have to say about that.

I was surfing the web for tartans and found this pic. I thought it was sort of fitting for someone such as myself. Look, it’s a Scottish I-Op! Ooo, that’s an idea. *wink, wink*

My friend Jean sent this to me once and I kept it because it is TOO perfect not to. Enjoy, fellow shovel sisters.

Are you tired of all those sissy “friendship” poems that always-sound
good, but never actually come close to reality?

Well, here is a series of promises that really speaks to true friendship:

1. When you are sad - I will help get you drunk and plot revenge against
the sorry bastard who made you sad.

2. When you are blue - I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.

3. When you smile - I will know you finally got laid.

4. When you are scared - I will rag on you about it every chance I get.

5. When you are worried - I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be and to quit whining.

6. When you are confused - I will use little words.

7. When you are sick - Stay the hell away from me until you are well
again. I don’t want whatever you have.

8. When you fall - I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass.

This is my oath…I pledge it till the end. Why, you may ask? Because
you are my friend.

Send this to 10 of your closest friends, then get depressed because you
can only think of two and one of them isn’t speaking to you right now anyway.

Remember: A good friend will help you move. A really good friend will
help you move a body. Let me know if I ever need to bring a shovel.

While writing a sex scene I was struck the visual image of what I was describing in reference to my hero’s willy. I had to do some downsizing if ya know what I mean to keep my heroine from being split in two. I then decided to go in search of awe inspiring free willies. I found the above.

Dark Musings….

Two times in the last twenty-four hours I’ve been busily typing scenes in my current WIP. Each time I was at a dark, violent part, somebody is getting tortured or maimed in some gruesome way, my yahoo IM pops up. In both instances, I damn near threw my laptop and went running the other way. Either I’m a chicken shit or I was in a dark place. My gut tells me it’s the second one but I’m on the verge of PMSing so gut reactions need to be taken with a daily does of salt.

Opinions…

Are indeed like assholes. Everyone has one. Some are clean and fresh. Others are rank with pilnworms. (Get a mental image? I did so you know yahoo IM will pop up now.) It seems to me that the further I get in the stages of writing the more opinions I receive about the things I decide to write about. I think that anyone who reads my blog, visits my site, reads my books and/or knows me outside of writing understands that I am a far cry from politically correct.

That being said, I don’t think it comes as any surprise when I say to those who have such heavy needs to express themselves, don’t forget to wipe (note pic above) on your way out.

Funny edit moment, brought to you by me.

I just have to wonder about the reasoning behind changing a line from eased his cock into her to eased his happy cock into her. Is there any other kind of cock at that moment?

I hardly think it would be a wary wiener. Or a tired tool. Maybe a sad sword. How about a daft shaft? Hmm, resistant rubigo? No. A pensive penis? A naughty nightstick? A mean member? We could go with lucky lance. Or caring key?

I’m unsure but I do have a hard time thinking sex organs require antidepressants but then again that might just be me.

UPDATE: Since we just LOVE to bitch, we’ve decided to start a Breakfast Bitch Blog. Good news is…more often than not the thing will be spellchecked unlike here (bite me if you don’t like that). Bad news…the group of bitches running it really don’t need anymore outlets for their creative voices. But we really couldn’t resist a bitch platform.

Breakfast Bitches New Blog

Saturday, August 6th I’ll be hanging with Jaci Burton, Melani Blazer and newcomer Shannon Stacey for breakfast with the bitches on the Ellora’s Cave Chat list! We’ll be bitchin’ and jokin’ so come ready to have fun. Jaci is promising virtual breakfast and nekkie cabana boys. I’m all about nekkie cabana boys.

Ellora’s Cave Chat List

I’m doing my best to twist Michelle Pillow’s arm and get her on there too!

Got my cover for Project Exorcism: Paranormal Payload and am loving it! This should be coming out this weekend. I put an excerpt up on my web for it. I’d post it here but it’s, uhh, well, yeah. LOL.

I have to say that I’ve lucked out so far in the cover department. Kat Richards did a wonderful job with this one! Thanks, Kat!

***UPDATE: JUST RELEASED!