Things I Heart Right Now

It's been a while since I've done a "Things I Heart Right Now" list. And it's Friday. These two facts aren't related, but I thought, Hey! Why not kick off the weekend with some hearting?
If Wes Anderson sat down and decided to write a picture book (Ooh! Wouldn't that be great?), it would be this. Where else will my child learn the words despondent and mezzo-soprano? The Pea's been walking around the last few days quoting part of it. But adding his own little spin to it: "Everyone, everyone, everyone, everyone goes to the froggy potty." Nope, that's just you, kiddo.



Why did it take me so long to read this? Everyone, everyone, everyone, everyone was recommending it to me. But it was for screenwriters. No. No, it is for all writers. Especially those of us who are visual learners. And I discovered the beat sheet just in time for...


Drafting. I've decided I'm not even going to call it "writing a story" because my first draft will be crap of craptastical proportions. It will be said crap whether I slave over it for months upon months upon months or bang it out as fast as I can. Fast as I can, it is. I don't want to talk about how many manuscripts it's taken me to figure this out.
I'm attempting to eliminate wheat, dairy, and sugar from my diet. Do you know what's in every single thing I enjoy eating? Wheat, dairy, and sugar. My sole treat are these Applesauce Oat Bran Muffins that I've been making (and eating) by the boatload. And, technically, I haven't eliminated the sugar out of them. Also. I sneak white chocolate chips into the batter. Oops. Fell in.

Perhaps I'm the Ethereal Weirdo

My little sister sent me this article Mindy Kaling did in The New Yorker about rom-com tropes, and it is pee-in-your-panties funny. And so relevant to YA fiction. How many heroines have I read whose only "flaw" is being klutzy? Or, my personal favorite, short?

My favorite line:
"She can’t be overweight or not perfect-looking, because who would pay to see that? A female who is not one hundred per cent perfect-looking in every way? You might as well film a dead squid decaying on a beach somewhere for two hours."

Sometimes I Think Hubbykins Knows Me Better Than I Know Myself

Last night, as I snuggled up with a new book, he asked, "How many books do you think you've read so far this year?"

"I don't know. 25? 30?"

He laughed laughed! at me.

"You've read a lot more than that."

And for the first time, I stopped and thought about. Added up the number I've read in the last month. Extrapolated.

Maybe 40 or 50. It's hard to say. I don't finish every book I start, so maybe more, maybe less, depending on how you calculate it. If I'm not hooked by the end of the third chapter, shutee.

I need to start tracking these things.

Quick Blog Recommendation

My friend/critique partner extraordinaire/all-around awesomesauce person Mandy Silberstein recently started a blog. Okay, restarted. But she is fabulous, and you should go follow her. Especially if you like MG/YA. Or cats.