All posts for the month July, 2012

All I can say is AUUUGGGH

Published July 23, 2012 by Lynda Christine Rodriguez

I am trying to keep on keeping on by getting back on a schedule.  The Kid has gone on to the next stage of his summer journey.  I miss him already.  I don’t like the moving on thing.  It makes me think about Steve.   I try not to think about the people I will never see again, particularly when I am about to be forced to see someone who I could live a rich, full life without ever seeing again.

So in a true effort to embrace my denial, I am working on a number of projects.

My head already hurts.

I can’t even speak

Published July 10, 2012 by Lynda Christine Rodriguez

I am not exactly depressed, or nonplussed.  I am more flabbergasted with a side of cold fingers of shock jabbing me in the heart and soul (minus the piano music)

All I can do is stare straight ahead and try not to shriek.

And in other news, I am busily reading and reviewing short stories for an erotica website.

Translation, I’m reading x rated content from different genres.  And every single thing I say or think is starting to sound like porn.

It’s odd.

I am learning a lot, not in a dirty way, but a lot about the ebook business in general.

As a whole( you would be surprised at how dirty that sounds to me right now) It’s not a bad gig, because I read really fast, and it’s easy  work.

I also am getting into a groove (dirty) and I can actually stop and write some of my own stuff.

I just got pole-axed (also dirty) by some disturbing news.