Where I've been, what I've been doing, and who I've been doing it with ...

I know, I know ... I'm slacking again.

As if I haven't been missing in action for [cough] five days [cough], let's pick up the conversation where we left off ...

Profundity. (Yes, that is a word. It means "intellectual depth" - you can look it up if you don't believe me.) A week ago I made a proclamation. I write romantic suspense standalones.

Turns out, I was wrong.

Oops.

After hashing out the plot summary/rough synopsis for the new WIP, I sent it to my fabulous critique partner for her perusal and feedback. She sent me an email that made me call her just to make sure I'd read it right. I can't repeat what she said verbatim - suffice to say it was something along the lines of "wow", which really does a lot to boost one's ego. During the course of our conversation, the words "medical thriller" popped up, mostly from her end of the phone. On my end, I did a good job of parroting.

"A medical thriller? I can't write a medical thriller."

"Yeah. You can."

"I can?"

"Just write the book."

So, it has apparently been determined that the book I'm currently writing is a medical thriller. Woo.

I wouldn't rest on those laurels just yet, though. By next week, it could change again.

Basketball will be taking over my life this week. The tournament games we were supposed to play Saturday were postponed to today because of ... hope you're sitting down ... SNOW. We Yankees (that is, the WGH and I) were a little less than sympathetic toward our neighbors down here, at least at first. To us, a dusting is ... well, a dusting. In the South, a dusting shuts down the entire town. We had a great deal more sympathy for them when it continued to snow off and on all day Saturday and the parking lot at our local grocery store was quite slippery with ice that evening. Okay, yeah, so, probably a good idea that they put the games off for a couple days. Especially since our forecast for the week has highs in the upper-50s to low-60s. Don't like the weather in Tennessee? Just wait a day or two ...

In the midst of basketball and the scads of various and sundry other things I have to do this week, I will be writing furiously. JT set me a goal of 1,500 words a day. Fortunately, part of those words are already written - I just have to do some major tweaking and rearranging of things. It'll come together.

A medical thriller, she scoffed. Yeah.

Well ... yeah. Maybe so.

Read a book. It's good for you. My book of the week is Vinnie's Head by Marc Lecard - due to be released next month. If I hadn't been so dang tired last night I might have read a lot more - as it was, the first sentence grabbed me and held on until my eyes couldn't hold themselves open any more. Can't wait to see how it plays out.

=) JB