Okay.. I’ve been tagged again. Or memed as they call it now. Whatever, I been got!

Thanks, Bonnie!

Here goes:

Four jobs I’ve had:
1. Telephone Operator (City and state, please?)
2. Emergency Dispatcher (Waaaay too much stress!)
3. Secretary (I still made rotten coffee though)
4. Crazy Woman in a Haunted House (Yes, it’s true. There is a call for that - and I answered it.)

Four things I want to do before I die:
1. Get PUBLISHED (by a reputable publisher, of course)
2. Visit Europe (I wish the trip there wasn’t so long — or in a steel trap with jet engines)
3. Get out of debt (I’d say win the lottery, but that’ll probably NEVER happen)
4. Own/build a dream house with a swimming pool

Four things I say a lot:
1. “Where’s my bra?” (While that may sound sexy to some, it’s definitely not. I hate the ol’ shoulder boulder holder and I immediately whip it off and slingshot it across the room when I get home each day. The next day I’m desperately searching for it and hollering “Where’s my bra???” Thank goodness I have plenty of spares.)
2. “Where’s the remote?” (It’s usually lost amongst the comforter with me)
3. “Thank you.” & “You’re welcome.” (I can’t help it — it’s reflex!)
4. “I love you.” (What can I say, I’m a hopeless romantic.)

Four of my favorite foods:
1. Seafood — but especially oysters (Fixed any way — but NOT raw!)
2. Crab Rangoon (That’s where I spend most of my time at the all-you-can-eat buffets!)
3. Chocolate (Any kind. Light or dark. With nuts or not. I ain’t picky. GIMMEE!)
4. Homegrown tomatoes and perfectly ripe watermelons (Man, on summer days — there’s nothing better!)

Four people I’d like to curse:
1. Anyone and everyone directly responsible for the sad state of the world today.
2. Pigheaded, argumentative, ignorant, obnoxious people. (I’m sure you know the “type” - either in person or online. And they’re the kind that usually know just enough about a computer to cyber-pester the rest of the world.)
3. Assholes with cell phones in a movie theatre!!!! (My blood pressure sky-rockets just thinking about them!)
4. Assholes driving as they yammer on their cell phones!! Argh!! Totally ignoring the rules of the road as he/she jabbers on and steers with one hand. (Shaking fist!!)

Four people from history I’d like to meet:
1. Anne Frank
2. Helen Keller
3. Albert Einstein
4. Ben Franklin

Four movies I watch over and over:
1. Ever After
2. Always
3. Xmen (1 & 2)
4. The Sixth Sense

Four people I’d like to tag
1. Donna
2. Beth
3. Hunter
4. Deborah

Listening to Bob Marley’s version of Red Red Wine is soooo out there, so I’m adding it to my closing line tonite:

Red PAISLEY wine you make me feel so fine
Monkey pack him rizla on the sweet dep line
The line broke, the monkey get choke
Burn bad ganja pon him little rowing boat

Whoa… that’s like… wow… No idea. But fun to listen to, ya mon?

…Bay-Bee! Let’s talk about you and me….. Remember that song? Salt-n-Pepper! Whatever happened to those girls? I really liked them! Hmmm… sad that they seemed to have just faded away. *Cry!*

Anyway, back to sex. Look what fascinating report I found. And read it closely.. it’s not long.

Sex calms nerves before public speaking - study
Wed Jan 25, 2:26 PM ET

Forget pretending you are talking to one person or concentrating on a single point in the audience — having sex is good way to calm nerves before giving a speech or presentation.

But Stuart Brody, a psychologist at the University of Paisley *preen!* in Scotland, said it has to be full sexual intercourse to get the best results.

He studied nearly 50 men and women who recorded their sexual activities for two weeks and analyzed its impact on their blood pressure levels when under acute stress, such as when giving a speech.

Brody discovered that the volunteers who had sexual intercourse were the least stressed and had blood pressure levels that returned to normal more quickly than people who engaged in other types of sex.

But people who had abstained from sex had the highest blood pressure response to stress.

Even after taking into account stress due to work or other factors, the range of responses to stress were best explained by sexual behavior.

“The effects are not attributable simply to the short-term relief afforded by orgasm but rather, endure for at least a week,” Brody told New Scientist magazine said on Wednesday.

He believes that the release of the so-called “pair bonding” hormone oxytocin might explain the calming effect.

Verrrrrra interesting, yes? I know!

Egads, the city is out cutting trees today. My day off, mind you. Nothing funner than hearing the sweet sound of powersaws and limbs being crunched up by a chomper truck. Blah.

Nothing on the agent front. No word. Nada. I had my MIL last week so I wrote nothing a’tall.

Oh, here’s a few more fun stuff people come looking for on my site:

“Miss Snark”
Cool Writing Front
leslie wainger
Fyodor Vassilyev *this was the multiple twins’ family I commented on*
beth boopies
To gnaw nails
blindfolds
BILLY DON SCOTT.COM *they yelled it, too!*

paisley worry stone *I need a few of these*

jonathan rhys-meyers quit smoking

mentholatum moment
Michelle Grajkowski

paisley cake *isn’t that cute? I want one!!*

That’s about all the news to catch up on for now, folks!

… if all you told was turned to PAISLEY,
if all you dreamed was new,
imagine sky high above
in Caribbean Blue …

I’ve returned to the blog! Wooot! Oh, how worried you must have been my wonderful, adoring fans.

*cough*

But I swear it wasn’t intentional. Ya see… my MIL was in town and I had “Entertainment” written in bright red ink across my forehead. What’s a gal to do???

Anyway, she left yesterday evening and I’m back in the blog saddle to spew more of my Paisley-isms your way.

Do you know I actually had someone hit my page after searching the internet for “eeeeeeeee“. Yes, you heard me correctly. Eeeeeeeee. That’s 1 e, followed my 8 of the same. Weird, huh? I love to see what key words land people here. There’s also: my hot actress dimple. No idea how they landed on my blog with that.

I’ve been working extra - which kinda sucks (til I get the check). But it wears me out. Ugh. Work is definitely one of the worst 4-letter words.

I totally cut my finger the other night — making spaghetti of all things. I was actually chopping garlic - but could only find a filet knife (ok, I only looked in one drawer and that’s what I came out with). But regardless, I was chopping quite nicely when all of a sudden… Seeee-lice! That was the tip of my middle finger on my left hand. OWWWIEEEEEE! That sucked. Now it’s hard to type. You never realize how much you use that middle finger (for non-insulting gestures, I mean). And my Band-Aid keeps falling off. *Cry*.

So with that whine-fest, I’ll sign off. Just checking in.

In the town where I was born
lived a man who sailed to sea.
And he told us of his life
in the land of submarines.
So we sailed up to the sun
til we found the sea of PAISLEY.
And we lived beneath the waves
in our yellow submarine.

And it’s to BE PUBLISHED! In honor of Martin Luther King, jr, I wanted to take a moment to reflect on my dream. And of course, throw some prayers heavenward in hopes they’ll be heard and (possibly) answered! I’m off work today — but that doesn’t mean I’m not working. I took a day off from writing, however, because Hunter’s mother is coming. I’m sure you can only imagine what the woman who birthed Mr Outspoken is like, huh? As Miss Snark says: Oye!

On the writing front — nothing new. Still waiting to hear from Michelle G, but I’m not getting antsy. I’ve got quite a few things going on my personal plate to keep me occupied.

So what do you think of Angelina and Brad all preggers, etc? Yeah, yeah, I’m sure the kid will be beautiful. Actually, you never know. Look at Christie Brinkley. She was totally gorgeous. Then went and married Billy Joel. He’s kind of a runt, but I’ve seen worse lookers in my day. But I’d be gigantically pissed if I was their daughter, Alexa. Sure she was cute when she was small: take a look here and here but she got all her daddy’s looks and none of Christie’s. Sure, she’s a sweet-looking girl, see here. A supermodel mom and a not-bad looking (when he was younger) rock star dad — and the kid turns out to just look average. Like everyone else. Hey, I’m not saying that’s a BAD thing — no no no. Just that the whole world was expecting SO much from that celebrity breeding — and poor girl is just normal. That’s going to be so AWFUL for the Jolie-Pitt kid (as well as other celeb’s who breed) — living under the paparazzi microscope.

I got off tangent. I meant to say that I was kind of pissed that Jolie and Pitt kind of did this whole “getting together” thing kinda chicken-shit. I mean Jennifer Aniston was never my fave actress, but she sure didn’t deserve to be treated like this. They (especially BRAD) could have been a little more honest with her. He shoudl have told her. And then it comes out that she (Jennifer) found out with the rest of the world that Jolie was preggers from the paper. That’s kinda high-school crap if you ask me (and I realize no one did, but hey, that’s my opinion and the wonderful thing about blogs, right?) Check out the latest story. Psst: (what’s up with Brad’s outfit? I mean now that he’s banging Miss Hottie and she’s carrying his kid, he thinks he’s 20-something again? C’mon already.. you’re in your 40s. Turn the ball cap frontways at least, playah!). The bump is obvious here in this article. And here is one more pic of a Brad Pitt Fashion DON’T and the bump, I mean Angelina

I need to get some sleep then wake up and clean some more. Weeee!

PAISLEY Moon
You saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own…

Look how fun! Miss Snark should LOVE me!

So what’s been going on with me, you ask? Oh. You didn’t ask? Oh. Well, anyway. I have been Spring/Fall/Winter cleaning. Out with the old (or rather, to Ebay we go!) and trash the rest. Ugh. I’m living in clutterville! I should really buy an island. I could so totally do that. If I had about 7 or 8 million buckaroonies on me. Maybe I’ll put that on my wish list.

Hey, about that lottery thing. Wasn’t I supposed to win it? I thought so too. Funny thing is, this time I actually BOUGHT tickets and I honestly think they should reward people for NOT GETTING ONE DAMN NUMBER ON ANY OF THE TICKETS! I mean, c’mon.. that’s trippy. Not one single number. I was off by one or two numbers on 3 tickets… spooky….

No word on the writing front. I’m finishing up my paranormal (that’s especially said for miss Shelby who keeps hollering at me in my comments!! LOL!) I swear I’m working on it! Or at least thinking of working on it. Ok ok, I’m planning and plotting and thinking of the best way to backtrack to rewrite the last section (that had me stalled out waaay back when). I’ll work on it and see what I come up with. I’m still working on some of the final edits of the ms I shipped off (well, I shipped the first 3 chaps) to 3 Seas. THEN … *maniacal laugh* THEN… I shall tie it up with a pretty pink gossamer bow and set it aside. Afterwards, I’ll bring out Serenity’s Chance and finito it. (Scout’s honor!)

Well, I passed on the Meme stuffage to Donna and Monique and so far Miz M has been the only one to respond. But she did a bang-up job. Donna has company. Yeppers. Her son’s galpal came in town with her Mama in tow. Sooooo I’m sure she’s waaaaay stressed. I’ll give her time to finish and not pressure her. Poor thing. I’ll pray for her… and perhaps keep a priest on standby. And maybe a rabbi. And a Jedi Knight, too.

So that’s it. I’m off to see what sort of trouble I can find in the other room (the one I’m supposed to be cleaning, mind you). Ugh!

From the soundtrack of: A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum

Everybody ought to have a maid,
Someone who you hire when you’re short of help
To offer you the sort of help
You never get from a spouse:
Fluttering up the stairway,
Shuttering up the windows,
Cluttering up the bedroom,
Buttering up the master,
Puttering all around the house!
Oh, oh, wouldn’t PAISLEY be delicious,
Tidying up the dishes,
Neat as a pin.
Oh, oh, wouldn’t she be delightful,
Sweeping out,
Sleeping in.

(Paisley: um. yeah right)

So I’ve been a bit under the weather. But I’m better now and ready to update!

While I was incapacitated, I was ruthlessly MEMED by Hunter! Who promptly blamed it on Nienke… So without further ado… here’s my retaliation! And I shall pass it on to Donna and Monique. Here we go:

Seven Things to Do Before I Die

1. Get published by a NY Publisher (ohpleaseohpleaseohplease)
2. Visit Europe (especially Scotland)
3. Become financially stable (out of the red zone and back into the black zone)
4. Buy/Build my “dream house” (dependent on #3)
5. Use Algebra at least once in the “real world” (I was promised in 9th grade this would happen and I’m still waiting)
6. Become more eco-friendly (hybrid car, solar power, etc)
7. Get organized

Seven Things That Attracted Me to My DH

1. His quick wit
2. His charm
3. His beautiful baby blues
4. His cute butt
5. His sincerity
6. His sweetness
7. His big heart
(had to add: His sense of humor and his gorgeous smile with that delicious dimple!)

Seven Books I Love Most

1. What Dreams May Come - by Richard Matheson
2. One Lavender Evening - by Karen Keast
3. The Wyrd Sisters - by Terry Pratchett
4. A Fine Work of Art - by Shelby Reed
5. The Loved One - by Evelyn Waugh
6. The Conqueror - by Brenda Joyce
7. The Shining - by Stephen King

Seven Movies I Love Most

1. Ever After
2. Never Been Kissed
3. Finding Nemo
4. Shrek (1 & 2)
5. Aliens
6. Monsters, Inc
7. The Lord of the Rings Trilogy

Seven Things I Can’t Do

1. Close the kitchen cabinets or drawers
2. Say NO to Baskin-Robbin’s cake
3. Reach the high shelves without a stool
4. Rap
5. Yodel
6. Draw faster than the fastest gun in the west
7. Do advanced calculus

Seven Words or Phrases I Say Most Often

1. Crapper doo!
2. Blabbity Blab
3. Slowly
4. Hmmph
5. Anyhoo
6. Awwww
7. Bleh
(had to add: MULLLL and BYEEEE)

On the writing front.. nothing really new. I saw where the postage stamps went up this week and I totally slapped myself in the forehead for not knowing that info before sending my mss to Michelle @ 3 Seas so I sent her an email and told her she could just shred the manuscript instead of having her pay 20 more cents to ship it back to me if she rejects it. Of course my HOPE is that she won’t need to use the SASE anyway, but … who knows? I try to remain optimistic.

Saw a few movies this weekend as I convalesced. Here’s a run down:
Mr & Mrs Smith - I didn’t care for, but you could definitely see the chemistry between Brad and Angelina on camera.
Must Love Dogs - I thought it was cute. I’m a huge John Cusack fan, soooooo I was pretty biased going into it.
Wedding Crashers - It was cute and funny and the banter between Owen Wilson and Vince Vaughn was hilarious at times. I totally don’t agree with some of those mean people on IMDB that say Owen’s nose looks like a penis. It’s a cute nose. It has a lot of character. Hmmph!
Bringing Down The House - Yeah yeah, I’ve seen it before, but I can’t get enough of seeing Steve Martin doing his hip hop dance moves. OMG, it had me straight-trippin’, Boo!
Kingdom of Heaven - Uh, ok. I’ll be the first to admit, I’m a HUGE Orlando Bloom fan — as well as a pretty big Ridley Scott fan. But this movie? El Stinky! It was pretty painful to get through.
Being There - Always a classic. I was never a big Peter Sellers fan, but in this movie, he won me over. Loved it.
Alien - The original (I also love Aliens, but don’t even think of showing me Alien 3 — blah!) and this was fun to watch while listening to the commentary by director Ridley Scott. Fascinating — even after nearly 30 yrs!! (it was made in 1978 and released in 79)
Batman Begins - Excuse me while I drool over Christian Bale. YUMMY! This is a wonderful “do-over” of what I hope to be a great series for the caped crusader! Seeing Mr Bale fly around in that form fitting bat suit is a real treat. Ahhhh…

Well, I suppose that’s all the news that’s fit to print today. Til we meet again, remember:

I never meant 2 cause u any sorrow
I never meant 2 cause u any pain
I only wanted 2 one time see u laughing
I only wanted 2 see u laughing in the PAISLEY rain

So yeah. Today is Friday and I had lots to explore online. For instance, I found this (no idea how I came to actually BE at this site, but OMG once there, I fell deeper into the rabbit hole). Listen to this stranger-than-fiction-truth! I got this from the Twin Stuff site:

Most Sets of Twins and Multiples Carried by One Woman
Mrs. Fyodor Vassilyev (also known as Mrs. Feodor Vassiliev or Mrs. Fyodor Vassilet) of Shuya, Russia (1707-1782), 16 sets of twins, 7 sets of triplets, 4 sets of quadruplets
OMG — and this is BEFORE Fertility Drugs too!!

Mrs. Vassilyev gave birth to 69 children, 67 of whom survived infancy with most surviving to adulthood.

She was the 1st wife of Mr. Vassiliev, and they lived outside of Shuya, Russia, and were peasants who farmed off the land. The children were born between 1725 and 1765. It was reported and recorded by a monastery in 1782. Empress Ekaterina the 2nd was supposedly very captivated by the story. It is the only authenicated case of a woman having more than 60 children. It is believed that she and her husband eventually split up, as he did remarry.

Other notable families with multiple multiples include Mrs. Mary Jones of Chester, England, who gave birth to 15 sets of fraternal boy-girl twins in the 19th Century and Maddalena Granata (1839-1866) of Nocera Superiore, Italy, who allegedly had 15 sets of triplets.

That’s amazing…

On the writing front, I found a semi-definitive timeframe on when I may hear back on my mss. Silly me, I had no clue before I mailed it off to Michelle Grajkowski of Three Seas and it doesn’t say on the site anywhere. Here’s what I found over at the RWA site

Estimated Response Time:
Two-to-three months

Currently, We Are Looking to Represent:
Romance, including contemporary, historical, category, western, romantic comedy, romantic suspense and inspirational. Also, we are looking for women’s fiction, mysteries and children’s stories. Basically, we are looking for a story we fall in love with.

And finally today, I saw Munich. All I can say is… WOW. Very emotional and very, very good. I especially liked the way Spielberg filmed it. It was like you were RIGHT there in these different European cities (Paris, Italy, etc) and Israel. And you definitely felt like you were back in the early- to mid-70s. It was wonderful and poignant. I highly recommend it.

I’ve got a PAISLEY magic woman
Got me so blind I can’t see…

I was bored today… I mean, just in general. Not with anything on my writing, etc. But I was in the mood, you know, just to be freaking entertained. So I hit all the Entertainment sites I could find online. Well, that’s not true. I can find a LOT — but I can only take so much. Here are some fun things I found that I wanted to comment on. Look at this:

Jonathan Rhys-Meyers denies he’s dating his “Match Point” co-star Scarlett Johansson, and says those love scenes weren’t very romantic to film. “And as for that bit where she blindfolds me, I felt like a total prat,” he told the Scottish Daily Record. “It was all done between 9.30 and 11.30 on a Monday morning, so it was hot tea in plastic cups and biscuits in between sessions with Scarlett. It looks sexy on film but it certainly wasn’t sexy to shoot.”

Ok, so he thinks that’s not sexy. But how cute is the way he phrased it? Tea and Biscuits. I love that. It’s sooooo much more romantic than “Coffee and a McMuffin” or “Milk and Toast”. No… from now on, I want all my men to bring me Tea and Biscuits! And I couldn’t care less if it was in plastic cups or not. It’s so….21st century Jane Austen isn’t it????

Nexxxxxxt:

JERUSALEM (AP) — Sharon Tendler met Cindy 15 years ago. She said it was love at first sight. This week she finally took the plunge and proposed. The lucky “guy” plunged right back. In a modest ceremony at Dolphin Reef in the southern Israeli port of Eilat, Tendler, a 41-year-old British citizen, apparently became the world’s first person to “marry” a dolphin. Dressed in a white dress, a veil and pink flowers in her hair, Tendler got down on one knee on the dock and gave Cindy a kiss. And a piece of herring.

“I do love this dolphin. He’s the love of my life,” she said Saturday, upon her return to London.

Hrmmm…. I don’t quite know what to say about that except, I wonder why they gave the dolphin such a girly name?

Ahhhh-Neeexxxxt:

BLADENSBURG, Md. (AP) — Andrew Cohen says he can rebuild his Bladensburg auto parts store; what matter most is that his 13-year-old alligator, Wally, is OK. Fire damaged Andy’s Auto Parts yesterday but Prince George’s County firefighters were able to prevent the fire from spreading to the office where Wally is kept in a 500-gallon aquarium. Fire Department spokesman Mark Brady says firefighters did the smart thing and left Wally in place after determining he was safe.

Cohen says the important thing is no one was hurt. He says he has owned Wally since he was three inches long. Wally is now more than four-feet long and serves as the store’s “junkyard dog.” Indeed, a sign over his tank reads, “refund department.”

And… more gossip:

According to a hip-hop site, Patrick Swayze has been “experimenting with rap music.” This story goes on to say that “In U.S. rap vernacular, the term ‘Swayze’ means to ‘leave’ or ‘disappear,’ cleverly derived from the title of his 1990 hit film Ghost.”

and:

British movie fans have voted Tom Cruise the most irritating star. Something tells me a few folks on the other side of the pond might agree.

(me, me, me!)

And it’s bad, bad Leroy PAISLEY
The baddest (wo)man in the whole damn town
Badder than old king kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog (or alligator)

Ick! Well, my lips are chapped, right? So I put this Mentholatum stuff on them and WOW, it feels super! But it’s kinda goopy so it kinda slips into my mouth at the corners and then UGH I taste it and GRRROOOSSSSSS! Me no likey. Ick. So let’s move on…

On the writing front (that should definitely be a title, right? And when I’m blocked, it’ll be All’s Quiet On The Writing Front. See? It’s marvelous!

Where was I?

Oh yeah… OTWF (gotta love acronyms!) - I got all the bugs and kinks worked out of the ms itself… now I just have to fix it up and print it out. Hopefully Michelle G will ask for the full. But hey, if she doesn’t like it, that’s totally ok. I’ll keep looking. I’d just liked Michelle from the get-go when I first met her back in ‘03 and thought I’d see if she was interested. We’ll see. I’m also finishing up another story I’d put on hold a while back. I’m thinking of letting it stay plain romance (not erotica romance) — it’s pretty much a paranormal, as well. And a romantic comedy. So hmmm, we’ll see what I do with that.

Someone (Nienke) asked me recently when I was going to put up pics and a real bio of myself. Well, hmmm… I’d have to say that it’s not really that high on my priority list. At least not at the moment. Maybe after I make the sale this year (optimism extreme, eh?) I’ll move it up on my to-do list. Do they still do those glamour pics at the mall? Will they wrap a red feather boa around my neck? Paint a heart-shaped mole on my chin?? Stick a pink-plumed cowboy hat on me and dip me in rhinestones????

Shriek!

Yeah. I’ll uh, get back to you on that.

Taking liberties with songs again… (indulge me)

Dear Sir or Madam, will you read my book?
It took me years to write, will you take a look?
Based on a novel by a (wo)man named PAISLEY
And I need a job, so I want to be a paperback writer,
Paperback writer.

YeeHaw! I’m so glad to kick 2005 in the ass on its way out that I can barely contain myself! WOOOP! So yeah.. it’s time to officially start the ol’ resolutions (and I don’t mean the BS ones I listed in yesterday’s entry). Nope. The real thang. Can’t quit smoking — (already did that). I could always do the “routine” one and *Get fit and healthy*. Ok… that one is a given. I’ll have to do that one. I SHOULD do it without having to make a resolution… duh. Oh… guess my biggie would be to SELL MY BOOK this year. Yeah. That’s something I’d LOVE to do! Okay… that will be my priority resolution. Let’s hope I can see it thru this year!

On the writing front: This is from my email:

Aphrodisia: erotic romance, very sexually explicit. Anything goes as long as it’s legal and promotes pleasure and satisfaction. Contemporary, historical, futuristic, paranormal, multicultural, ménage, light BDSM, etc., are all welcome. Novels approximately 80,000 words; novellas 20,000-30,000 words. Aphrodisia submissions should only be sent to Audrey LaFehr, Hilary Sares or John Scognamiglio.

John Scognamiglio is actively looking for paranormal romances and sci-fi/fantasy romances. Word count: 85,000-100,000.

Soooo that’s a bit of a booger. Because my story is approx 55,000 words and it’s done. If I added to it, it would be padding (noticeably so I’d imagine) and if I cut it to a novella, I think it would be too short to do it justice. It’s like in LIMBO there. Grrr.. but see, I read there were no strict set-in-stone word count limitations. I was over at Lori Foster’s board (where Kate Duffy from Kensington hangs out and I stumbled across this question asked from a subscriber and answered by Kate (whom I’d trust to actually KNOW the score of what’s going on at Kensington). Here’s the notes:

—initial question—-

Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2005 11:17 pm
———————————————
I believe I read on here awhile back that Kensington was starting an Erotica Line. I’ve got a novella
(35,000words) that would fit. However, I can’t find anywhere that says the editor of this line or even
an address to send the MS to?

—Kate’s Answer:—-

Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2005 1:18 pm
——————————————–
You can send it to either Hilary Sares, John Scognamiglio or Audrey LaFehr. They are the three
editorsacquiring for this line. Publishers’ addresses can be found on the copyright page of every
book they publish.

There are no strict length requirements.

Kate

I truly hope it’s doable to have 55k words because I’m targetting the Aphrodisia line with that story and it’s absolutely (IMHO) perfect for that line. Meh.. I’m not going to worry about it now. I’ll take it one day at a time. It’s all I can do, right?

All is quiet on New Year’s Day
A world in PAISLEY gets underway
I want to be with you
Be with you night and day
Nothing changes on New Year’s Day
On New Year’s Day