But really, back to writing . . .
Okay, okay, really. This election is like the Olympics–I get so drawn into it I could easily spend (and perhaps have) day and night reading about it, watching it, talking about it, blogging, etc.
But I actually have a deadline! In 2 weeks! Again! Seems this whole year has been broken up into 2-week deadlines. But this should be my last pass before galley proofs, and as we all know, books don’t write themselves, and so one of us (me in this case) has to sit down and put in the time and ideas and get it all done. Which means I simply have to go cold-turkey on all the McCain-Palin hilarity, and trust that everyone can handle all that chaos on their own.
Discipline is such a drag sometimes. But if you don’t finish your books–and I mean finish all the way through all the various editing stages, until it really is declared finished by one and all, by editor and by author–then you don’t get to have your books published. And I care more about writing books than I do about whether the baby is really Sarah Palin’s or her daughter’s. Although to watch me on the Internet last night, you wouldn’t think so.
So shake it off. Got to get back to work. The rest of you take over, please. I’ll check back in when I’ve finished my work and eaten all my vegetables.
Bye!
Well, it was fun to see you for awhile, Robin
I’ll be the mean mom in this case because I want more books to put beside Evolution… in my library and on my home bookshelf. Go write! We’ll be here when you get back!
Thanks, Elizabeth! You have no idea how motivating a comment like that is!
Thanks, Kelly. Same to you!
Thanks, Elizabeth! You have no idea how motivating a comment like that is!
Thanks, Kelly. Same to you! I enjoyed talking politics with you.
I know what you mean, Robin. I’ve got a deadline coming up, too. But between the move and the new puppy (pics all over my blog), it’s been tough to be single-minded.
Congratulations, Diana! I’m SO happy you finally got your puppy! Life is grand!
Vegetables and met deadlines are good.
Puppies, too. 
Thanks, Heather! Write, write, write . . .
By that I mean both you and me.
Go Robin! Deadlines are good – it means someone wants your stuff!!
So put nose back to grindstone. I’ll go back to my required reading…
Here is a post that offers links for fact checking candidates. Good stuff, no matter which party you support.
http://rachelcaine.livejournal.com/118766.html
Yay! I’m crossing my fingers that you’ll be able to make a certain trip north… or did I miss an announcement?
Okay, I have to stop lurking for a minute and actually speak up here. I’m a big fan of your book, and I’ve loved visiting your blog, but there have been a couple of things lately that have really bothered me in response to Palin’s nomination. One is what I’ll call feminists’ anti-feminist response, and the other is the rumor-mongering that has nothing to do with reality.
I think that some feminists are really backtracking on their hopes for a woman in the white house, and the condescension that comes with this has been really offensive. (She’ll quit withing 24 hours, they’ll eat her alive, we don’t want just any woman in the white house, etc.) I’m old enough to know that if Palin would have been nominated 20 years ago, feminists would have cheered. Back then women were told that they could have it all–family and career. Now they can have it all if it doesn’t include family (or maybe just one child). The Kennedy’s had small children in the white house. Nobody seems to remember that. Does it really matter if it’s the mom or the dad that works in government? Even Barbara Walters has talked out of both sides of her mouth on this subject.
As far as the Palin baby thing, I’m not up on the gossip, but this one is soo ridiculous. First of all, being a governor is a very high pofile job. Pregnancy is not something that you can either hide or fake. But more obvious is the fact that teenagers having babies with Downs’ syndrome is very rare. It is, however, very common with older mothers, say, Sarah Palin’s age. And supposedly it’s possible to breast feed adopted babies, but I’ve never really known anyone who has actually done it. My guess would be that the baby is actually Gov. Palin’s. And, as far as the teenage daughter is concerned, if a democrat’s daughter was pregnant, wouldn’t we all just cheer her right to choose? Or does pro-choice only mean ONE choice?
Sandra, thank you so much for delurking! I always love to see new people on the blog.
Speaking for myself, I would LOVE to have a woman in the White House. Love it. Would have loved to see Hillary there. I can’t believe how far behind other civilized nations we are–Margaret Thatcher? YEARS ago.
But I’m not at all impressed with Sarah Palin’s credentials. Yeah, I’ll admit to my weird obsession with that whole baby thing, but aside from that, she simply isn’t qualified to be the president of this country. Maybe she will be one day, but not two months from now. I understand others might feel differently, but that’s my take on her.
But I am united with you, Sandra, in wanting equality and respect for women in politics. There is no reason in our modern times to pretend a woman would not be as capable as a man at running this country.
Just has to be the right, qualified woman.
Heather, thanks for that link!
Laura, thanks for your well wishes! I finished my revisions just a little while ago–in time for tomorrow’s deadline!
And Alkelda, it was a really, really hard decision, but I just can’t break away right now. I’m sorry, because I really wanted to meet you and see all the rest of the gang in person! But as you’ll see from my next post, writing has to come first right now. And I still have much to do–this was just one of several deadlines. But next year! And have fun this year!
Robin: I know all about those hard decisions! I’ll miss you. I feel like I blew my big chance last year, but that’s the way it goes. As far as next year goes… if it’s the last weekend in September again, I don’t think I’ll be going. I hate missing the school Michaelmas festival, and that’s always the last weekend of September.
What a big country we live in. I wish it were smaller sometimes.