Oh gosh, it's time I updated this.  I'm getting sick of the foreshortened conversations and one-liners inherent in facebook.  The problem is, I've gotten used to thinking in one-liners: do I have the time or the mental energy for any kind of meaningful blog?

My latest novel is proceeding, though I have grown very tired of it.  Do you other writers out there (I know that you exist and you're more likely to be on xanga than on facebook) ever find that you just plain old get sick of it?  Always searching for the right word, running into the same blocks month after month.  All my problems with writing stem from the same problem: an inability to plan out what I'm going to say before I say it.  And so inevitably every fifty pages or so I find myself at a loss and having to reevaluate where my story is going.  I just get tired of it.

I suppose it's the universal problem.  You face the same sins, the same apathy, the same annoyances day after day that eventually you just don't care enough to keep pressing onward.  Thanks be to God who gives us the victory.

On a high note (since this is starting to sound like a very depressed post, though I'm not depressed): my hero and heroine have indeed fallen in love, as I expected them to, and are now proceeding to save the world one fight scene at a time!

In honor of my husband's 27th birthday, here are twenty-seven reasons I love him (in no kind of order).

He is good at:

1. Fixing the car
2. Affirming me in my insecurity
3. Critiquing my writing
4. Following a recipe when he cooks
5. Making friends with just about anyone
6. Working his butt off to pay the bills
7. Keeping track of the bills so he knows how much money we have
8. Driving in winter
9. Foot massages
10. Letting me beat him on the Wii

He loves:

1. God and me (in that order)
2. Romantic movies
3. Books that I write
4. Teaching me new instruments
5. Reading books that I suggest
6. Strong Poison, by Dorothy L. Sayers
7. Buying me clothes
8. His in-laws
9. Making chocolate chocolate-chip cookies
10. My favorite bands

He is:

1. Patient when I am PMSy
2. Apologetic when I am short-tempered
3. Sweet when I am feeling sick
4. Generous when I need chocolate
5. Kind when I am critical
6. Slow to speak and slow to become angry
7. Persistent in his love toward me and his faithfulness to God.

Of course there are a million other things I could list here, but he isn't a million years old yet, so that will have to wait! 

Happy birthday, sweetheart!

Don't really feel like writing, but I've got lots of news.

For one thing, Eddie and I sold our mobile home and are moving into an apartment (didn't know you could "downsize" from a mobile home, but we are!).

For another thing, in the interest of the move, we got cell-phones, entering for the first time the world of technology and cameras attached to telephones.  Feeling a little medieval here, folks.