okay, so I'm on holiday, in Italy. Can't complain about that. I know I've been erratic and apologies there. We had the week from hell, what with bj's birthday party, packing, moving, unpacking, getting new phones, emails etc... Total shift.

But my energy is up because I've just read a bad romance. Sounds ridiculous when I put it that way, but I feel that so much time and effort is made in creating a book, and when you read one that was just published b/c the author has a history, but this book is total crap, I get annoyed. I feel like I've been talked down to. Never a nice feeling. Also, I've written or tried to write, so maybe I'm just cheesed off that her crap gets published and mine does not. I read the trully exerable (shitty) Christina Dodd's Just the Way you Are. Don't buy it, you'll just want to throw it against the wall like I did.

But I did read an excellent book by Sharon Shinn who is turning out to be an author to keep track of. She's a fantasy writer with a lovely way with words.

Funny how my life on holiday quite reflects my life on everyday. The others (my husband and sister, and even my son) are glorying in the change of routine, but my routine is almost identical, except that I am reading even more than usual and being on the computer less (the connection time is so slow) So my everyday life is like anyone elses holiday and still I am not happy. Argh... Just feeling grumpy and out of sorts, I will calm down and become pleasant again soon. I wish had a real talent for writing. That would make my life so much easier. I need to do something meaningful with my time and yet time is so fractured. Well, if we spend the next 3 years in NY that should give me a solid chunck with which to start working.