Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Won't You Be My Beta? And Leaping Leibsters! (no to be confused with Leaping Lobsters. Or Leaping Labias)

After what's probably the longest blog title EVER, this is going to be a quick one (because I'm about to start reading Bloodlines by Richelle Mead and it's calling to me from it's spot on my coffee table).

I just have a couple things I want to get out there.

One: Do you need a critique partner (the answer is yes, yes you do) but you don't know where to find one? Well, fret no longer my pretties, Mary Baader Kaley the awesomesauce writer behind Not An Editor has a page you can post a "want ad" for a crit partner! So post, peruse, and get yourself a beta! Don't be shy, this is the internet, no one will know it's really you! (no naked pictures, please)
Linkage: http://notaneditor.blogspot.com/p/looking-for-critique-partner.html

Two: Jenny Phresh of the feral boys and ponies and martini's and rodents of various sizes (ROVS's. Not to be confused with ROUS's) has gifted me with this:





Aw. It's so cute! I want to print it out and rub it all over my body! I want to eat it and then regurgitate it and eat it again! There's some rules and stuff, but I can't remember what they are other than I'm supposed to pass this on to five people. Rules. Bleh.

I can only think of two at the moment that I'm super in love with and should be squeezed real hard, so here they are:

1. Martha Mouse: DUDE! This chick is awesome. Check our her artwork (including the goat on the moon pic to your right). Also, she's freaking hilarious :) 

2.Laura the Jane:  Laura is fairly new to the world of blogging, and she has a plethora of writing resources on her blog and she loves me. That's enough. So go! Follow! Love and be loved!

And happy hump day!

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Meme it to me, baby

Hello there fellow friendly bloggerly lovelies!! Very sorry I have been absent. Life (unfortunately) has gotten in the way of my writing and blogging merriment. Hopefully, things will get on track soon. Big thank you to the new blog followers (even though I have been SUCKING at blogging lately. And writing. Let's not talk about it, I'm in denial). I appreciate the support and meeting new writers is always a blast.

Anywho, I've been struck yet again by the meme bug, this time by Michelle Simkins AKA Greenwoman AKA Crazy Goatpants McGee (check her out here).

I'm only doing this because Michelle is awesome and I love her and this will be the meme to end all meme's, because if any of you bitches tag me again you will get a goat horn up your hooha.

Ahem. Anyways.

Here it is:


Show us the cutest most adorable picture of your favorite animal:


STELLLAAAAA!!!!!




You have five seconds to survive the zombie apocalypse. Choose one friend who would save your butt and then tell us why you chose them.
Grace Thompson. No, you don't know her. But I do. And I know she has an up-to-date survival pack, plenty of ammo, and the MOOSE. And she understands the philosophy behind double tap. 

Share a quote with us:
 "When humor goes, there goes civilization" - Erma Bombeck

I know you had trouble choosing just one quote. Let us have another, please:
"When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, 'I used everything you gave me'." - More Erma (I can't help it, I love her)


Using exactly twenty seven words, tell your life story: 
There once was a girl named Mary
Who couldn’t help being contrary
She got teased a lot
For being a snot
And also cause she loved libraries

Please do not throw your hands in the air. This is not a stick up: 
Okay.


All dead rock legends live again. You’re standing in a fifty mile long line for: 
John Lennon. No contest. 

Describe yourself using six words that start with the third letter of your middle name. Go!: 
Every evil eggplant elicits elegant eroticism. (Perhaps that isn't an EXACT description of me...)

What is your middle name? (This is for research purposes only. Your response will not affect your chances of employment.): Therese. YES, I am Mary Therese. I missed my calling, I know.

What do you think of when you hear the word wombat? 
 I think of hitting a womb with a bat. Is that wrong?


And I'm spent.

More coming up! I will (hopefully) be returning to a somewhat regular bloggerly schedule!

Happy Wednesday and a big #WW to all of you :)