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Sunday, November 25, 2007
and then we unpack. There is a special level in hell reserved for unpacking. I love my new space, but I went from having an 8x10 master closet to um, damn near nothing. It's sad. And yes, we have lots of storage here, but I am really gonna miss my ginormas closet. It's cold and rainy here. Pretty miserable. But I don't care, because we're home. Labels: moving posted by Mel Francis @ 11:51 AM |
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Friday, November 23, 2007
While we're on the way to Oxford, I'll be putting the finishing touches on Bite Me! before I send it off to fab editor. My critique partners made some great comments and I'm going through right now, making changes according to their suggestions. I am really curious to see what my first set of editor edits will be like. I am both dreading that event and excited for it to happen... See you next week! posted by Mel Francis @ 8:03 AM |
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Wednesday, November 21, 2007
After the game Friday, we're headed to Oxford. We're gonna load up the truck and officially move. That's right, I'll sleep in my brand new house this weekend. Excellent. Oh, and during all this, I also have to finish revising Bite Me! to send to fabulous editor by Friday. Yeah, I'm gonna be just a little bit busy. I'll see you next week! Love y'all. Mean it! Labels: excuses for not blogging, football, i need a drink, moving, writing posted by Mel Francis @ 9:01 AM |
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Monday, November 19, 2007
I hate that I have to paint it. I am aching in places that I didn't even know had muscles. And I've only painted the kitchen! Due to our current status of "in between houses" this will be the first Thanksgiving in 10 years that I'm not cooking. I'm actually a little sad, because I do fix one helluva turkey, if I do say so myself. And my pecan, apple, and pumpkin pies kick major ass. Major. Ass. I promise, I might lie to you about other things, but I would never lie to you about my pie baking ability. Fishdog will be back in the Rock tomorrow night. He's bringing with him our Directv receivers and a couple of televisions. We might not have furniture in the house, but we aren't gonna go a day longer than we have to without our TV. Especially since it's a big college football weekend. Duh. What's going on with you guys? Go ahead and report in while I run to grab me another beer and a muscle relaxer. Labels: changes, fishdog, misc., moving, Thanksgiving, things posted by Mel Francis @ 6:10 PM |
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Sunday, November 18, 2007
And here I am now, looking for something to do. So, of course, I'm blogging. Are y'all sick of me posting about the WGA writer's strike yet? Well, y'all just wait until you don't have anything to watch in a few weeks, then we'll see who's gonna jump on the support bandwagon. Why don't you jump onto the bandwagon now, and Buy Pencils. That's right (write)! For $1 you can buy pencils and have them mailed to the media moguls to show your support for the writers. What a fantastic idea! The boys and I get the keys to our new home today. I bought a leaf blower/vacuum/mulcher yesterday because damn we got some leaves on the ground. While I'm cleaning the inside, the boys are going to be learning the art of leaf blowing. I also purchase a new ceramic cooktop. The new place had one of those old ass coil cooktops that was beat up and broken. It should be in on Friday. We'll see.... We also picked out the new paint colors for the place. I love doing that, though I really hate painting. I am a sloppy painter, even when I try my damnedest to be careful. Fishdog will do the majority of the painting because he's really good at it. I wish he would let me hire someone... Okay, it's 4:22 now and I'm yawning. I wonder if I can go back to sleep now? Labels: moving, the writer's strike posted by Mel Francis @ 4:12 AM |
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Saturday, November 17, 2007
 Because I finally typed the last words to the first draft of Bite Me!Read more » Labels: life doesn't suck, misc., writing posted by Mel Francis @ 11:37 AM |
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I so enjoyed the "Daily Showesque" video blog by the Daily Show writers the other day and I was hoping that The Colbert Report would follow suit. They have and it is made of awesome. I stole it from Wil Wheaton again because hey, it's not everyday you get to steal from Wesley. (That was for you, Maria. Yes, this is the same Wil Wheaton from Star Trek fame...his third book is out, if you wanna support the writer not just the actor...) I'm tired and a little cranky this morning. I have to finish Bite Me! today before I go shopping for new house stuff. Of course, I just want to shop. But nope. I'm going to power through. I think I have about 10 pages left.... Then I'll spend the week revising based on Louisa's and Maria's comments and get it to my awesome editor by Friday! Whoohoo! Labels: the writer's strike, you tube posted by Mel Francis @ 8:34 AM |
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Tonight was girls' night out with my college roommates and my BFF from high school. Yes, that's right, I said high school. We were celebrating Jenn's 40th birthday. This is just after we celebrated PamPam's 40th. God, my 40th is creeping closer, but thank God we have to go through Nick's and then Fishdog's before we get to mine. I've got 1 year and 4 months to go and I'm savoring every second. Now I'm wound up. I'm a little sleepy, but not tired enough to go to bed. So I'm looking for someone to play with. Nobody is online, nobody is awake. It's just me and my computer. and my cell phone. I could text Feisty. She might be awake. Of course, she's probably doing something naughty. She's always up to something naughty... Today was another good writing day. Good as in I wrote quite a few pages...I'm not sure that the pages are high quality. We'll soon see, I suppose. Wow. My son is totally talking in his sleep. I can hear him all the way through the house. Awesome. Fishdog does that too, especially when he's really tired. Or really stressed. Or feeling guilty... I could keep typing here, but I really have nothing to say. It's not a drunk blog, because I've only had a couple of beers and that was a long ass time ago. (really good beers, though.) Besides, if this was a drunk blog, it would be funnier. It's really not very funny. I might even delete it. If I had another couple of beers, I might tell y'all about the sex talks we had tonight. We even discussed my love of Gay Porn and who we'd switch teams for. But I'm outta beer so you're outta luck. peace y'all. Labels: fishdog, friends, naughty posted by Mel Francis @ 12:39 AM |
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Friday, November 16, 2007
I wish the idiot corporations would get their heads out of their asses and settle with the writers. But they aren't and everyone else is suffering. As a writer, I'm offended. As a viewer, I'm pissed off. Anyway, if you miss The Daily Show, watch this video. I promise, even knowing all you want to know about the strike, this is totally worth watching if you're a Daily Show fan. Thanks to Wil Wheaton for posting this so I could steal it. I needed a fix. Okay, I'm back to writing. Yesterday was a good day, today will be better. This weekend will be wrapped up in house stuff, so I need to finish. (starting to sound like a broken record, eh?) Labels: misc., the writer's strike posted by Mel Francis @ 9:20 AM |
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Thursday, November 15, 2007
Anything going on with y'all? FWIW, I would rather be here right now:  Where would you rather be?
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Tuesday, November 13, 2007
CHILDREN'S: YOUNG ADULT This is my very good friend, and the only thing that would make me happier about this would be if this announcement came with a side of Fabio Cannavaro. And I read her proposal, so I know it rocks like Alice Cooper! I am soooo happy for you, Marley. Congratulations, my friend! Labels: friends posted by Mel Francis @ 7:51 PM |
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Seriously. Get a job. Quit violating people and making them feel vulnerable by stealing from them. So, Fishdog's wallet was stolen. It was in his soccer bag with about $200 worth of soccer gear, mind you. He left the bag in the van as he has done countless times before and forgot his wallet was in there. In the middle of the night Sunday (hello! shouldn't there be some law against stealing on the Lord's day?), some asshole decided to pilfer it. And that same asshole has been traipsing across central Arkansas using it at every gas station and Wal-Mart he can find. Anyway, things could be worse. We've taken care of all the details and now we just hope he gets busted. That would make my day. Labels: assholes posted by Mel Francis @ 1:19 PM |
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Monday, November 12, 2007
Stop in and say hello  Labels: writing posted by Mel Francis @ 9:45 AM |
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Sunday, November 11, 2007
I think we voted it off. We could make it work, but this being a buyer's market, we have too many options. The next house we went to see was technically perfect. It was totally remodeled and nicely done at that. All we would've had to do would be replace the ugly ass front door, fence in the backyard and build a deck. I liked the house a lot but for some reason, it left me cold. I kept thinking as we were looking at it, "I should love this house." But I didn't love it. I liked it. We kept it on the list but I knew this wasn't going to be our house. We moved on. The third house we went to see was very typical of us. We like the 50s-70s style ranch homes (my God, they are so sturdy) and this house was built in 1955. I actually expected not to like it. I had seen the pics and it just didn't look like a place I wanted to live. I was wrong. It was such a funky, fun little place. It needs quite a bit of work. (new countertops, remove cabinets from over the bar to open up the kitchen, refinishing floors and new lights) But the house has personality and character. It moved to the top of the list. Then we went to see the Love Shack. This house is everything I've ever wanted. It's in a neighborhood that was built around several lakes, it has a pool, hot tub, awesome alien looking dome pool house, decking all around that is in mint condition...and it still has the original 70s wall paper in the house. Totally cool. It needed a LOT of work (imagine that) but I loved it. And i wanted it. Bad. But, I had to be practical. (That is so hard for me) And in the end, after I listed out the pros and the cons, we decided it was not the house for us. (I'm still a little in mourning, but honestly it really wasn't the right house for us.) We've made an offer on House #3 (but it's #1 in our hearts) We're taking the boys there today to look at it with them, sign the paperwork and hope that in a few weeks, we'll have our own home in Little Rock, AR. Now, if there's anyone out there wanting a great deal on a beautiful home in Oxford, MS...let me know. Labels: misc., moving, must buys posted by Mel Francis @ 8:09 AM |
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Friday, November 09, 2007
Speaking of writing...I'm almost there! First draft is [] this close to being done! Whoohoo! Labels: misc., writing, you tube posted by Mel Francis @ 9:55 AM |
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Thursday, November 08, 2007
Did you know this is NaBloPoMo? Yes, instead of NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) they've created a National Blog Posting Month. My friends and very witty bloggers, Killer and Liz, are participating. You should go check them out. There's no telling what today's topic will be. Usually it's balls, or farts, or booze--sometimes their blogss hit the tri-fecta and cover all three topics in one post! I've been so buried in my cave, I haven't even been able to read all their posts for the month, yet. But I have them marked unread on my google reader so I can go back and enjoy them when I finish the book. Speaking of the book and balls--yesterday sucked monkey balls. Blech. I wrote 3 pages. I couldn't concentrate. I am my own worst enemy when it comes to distraction. I can be sitting in a dark room with nothing but a laptop and before you know it, I've been playing with a piece of lint on my shirt for an hour. Seriously, focus is not my friend. But today is another day. Fishdog is in town now. Wonder if he'll stay out of my hair. If the man wanted hair, he could try to regrow his own, you know? Oh, and to the person in Iowa who googled:
Thanks for stopping by, and good luck with finding a cure for that. If you do find one, could you let me know? I live in a house with all boys and sometimes, they asphyxiate me with their heinous anuses. or would that be ani? Labels: farts, fishdog, Killer, Liz, misc., writing posted by Mel Francis @ 6:38 AM |
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Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Oh yeah. I went there. It's 35 degrees this morning, so I'm wrapped in my blanket sitting at my desk looking at the frost on the ground. Fishdog will be here this afternoon, he's got some Oxford stuff he has to attend to. But it's just the two of us. The boys are with Nonnie until Sunday. The end of the manuscript is on the horizon. I think I'm on schedule to have the first draft finished by the weekend so the lovely CPs can hack it up for me. I'm totally looking forward to that. LOL And then after I do some revisions, I'll get to pop my first deadline cherry. So, I'll report in later, meanwhile, y'all tell me what's been going on in your world? I feel a little lonely, with nobody but my pets to talk to. And I kinda think they're getting a little bit tired of me working through vampire plot points with them... Labels: fishdog, seasons, the 4-legged family members, writing posted by Mel Francis @ 7:21 AM |
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Tuesday, November 06, 2007
I'm particularly proud of the licking nipples, hardest spanker, and dirty bitch googles. Now if I could just make the "melissa francis" googles all about me instead of the other Melissa Francis... Labels: misc. posted by Mel Francis @ 1:47 PM |
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fishdog’s flophaus: turkeyocchio Truly, I don't think you can get any more awesome than turkeyocchio. posted by Mel Francis @ 8:08 AM |
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Monday, November 05, 2007
So I'm celebrating with a nice posted by Mel Francis @ 7:14 PM |
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I decided to post my blog to my MySpace account today. Usually, I do it the other way around...so, go forth and read! Labels: misc., myspace, writing posted by Mel Francis @ 7:52 AM |
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Sunday, November 04, 2007
As you wish: posted by Mel Francis @ 9:53 AM |
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Friday, November 02, 2007
There is an email being distributed about The Golden Compass and its anti-religious propaganda. (don't even get me started on the forwarding of emails. That is NOT what this rant is about, but that is a subject I could go on about for days...) This email warns Christians away from this movie because it will basically brainwash the kids. It's BAAAAD. It's against God.
First of all, if you're gonna send out a mass email warning people away, please at least spell check it.... Now, onto the real rant of the day.
: fiction dealing principally with the impact of actual or imagined science on society or individuals or having a scientific factor as an essential orienting component The first thing I'm going to say here is, PEOPLE IT'S FICTION. You do get that, right? Just like Narnia was fiction? Okay, so Phillip Pullman is an atheist. Good for him, that's his right. If I'm a Christian and I'm writing vampire books, what does that mean? Nothing. My personal beliefs have zero to do with my fictional writing. Here's the thing that gets my goat. These mass emails are being sent around in a panic warning people away from taking their kids to the movie or letting them read the books. Well, whatever happened to having faith in what you teach your kids? Are you that threatened by the possibility that your children might be introduced to a different idea? Do you really have so little faith in the way you've taught your child and in your own belief system that they can be that easily swayed by a movie? Seriously? This is just like the Harry Potter thing. Get over it. Have some faith in what you teach your kids. Give them credit for having a mind of their own and the ability to know what is right for them and what isn't. If you are that insecure about your own religious choice and how you've taught your children, maybe you should do a little spiritual reexamination. Honestly. It's a movie. It's fiction. Quit believing and forwarding the propaganda emails. Let your kids decide for themselves. Talk to them. Don't "ban" them from something you haven't even read or seen. And please, for the love of your God, have some faith in your own teachings. I've decided that each time I get one of those emails, I'm replying to all with this message. And I think I'll put at the bottom, if you are one of th 93% of the people who will delete this message, just remember, you emailed me first. The other 7% who will pass this on will find great success in life because they use the brain God gave them. posted by Mel Francis @ 9:17 AM |
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Thursday, November 01, 2007
And so, I'm throwing her a birthday party today and YOU'RE invited. Please, stop by, bring a gift, and enjoy today's entertainment... See, the Hoff had so much fun yesterday with Gena Showalter, that he ran out and brought one of his BFFs back today for Maria. You don't wanna miss this! posted by Mel Francis @ 8:09 AM |
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