Comments on: When you love a book, you get in the car http://robinbrande.com/writing/when-you-love-a-book-you-get-in-the-car For writers, readers, and independent thinkers--book talk for readers and writers, life chats when we need them, writers' motivational articles, secret behind-the-scenes stories from the publishing trenches, and more. Fri, 21 Nov 2008 11:30:39 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.1 By: Patrick http://robinbrande.com/writing/when-you-love-a-book-you-get-in-the-car#comment-3450 Patrick Thu, 15 Feb 2007 12:25:41 +0000 http://robinbrande.com/writing/when-you-love-a-book-you-get-in-the-car#comment-3450 Names have been changed to protect the innocent. Oops, forgot to get her present out of hiding... She'll be really surprised today! I'm such a romantic! Names have been changed to protect the innocent.

Oops, forgot to get her present out of hiding… She’ll be really surprised today! I’m such a romantic!

]]> By: annette http://robinbrande.com/writing/when-you-love-a-book-you-get-in-the-car#comment-3448 annette Thu, 15 Feb 2007 05:25:23 +0000 http://robinbrande.com/writing/when-you-love-a-book-you-get-in-the-car#comment-3448 barry, i would so drive an hour and forty-five minutes to see you. and patrick, way cold not to invite barry to be your valentine, you have to put one power ranger "be mine with attached sucker" card in EVERYONE'S folder, even a 4-5/6 year old knows that. my live-in valentine got me roses--as in a full-on, needs to planted rose bush, ditto one each for three children and one child's significant other--is that too cool?--i think so. barry, i would so drive an hour and forty-five minutes to see you. and patrick, way cold not to invite barry to be your valentine, you have to put one power ranger “be mine with attached sucker” card in EVERYONE’S folder, even a 4-5/6 year old knows that.

my live-in valentine got me roses–as in a full-on, needs to planted rose bush, ditto one each for three children and one child’s significant other–is that too cool?–i think so.

]]> By: robin http://robinbrande.com/writing/when-you-love-a-book-you-get-in-the-car#comment-3440 robin Thu, 15 Feb 2007 05:09:01 +0000 http://robinbrande.com/writing/when-you-love-a-book-you-get-in-the-car#comment-3440 Oh, Lizzie, give it up now. You're doomed. Just watch the whole thing, get your cry on, count yourself a better woman for the process. Some movies just can't be turned off. Especially not if they involve Meryl. Oh, Lizzie, give it up now. You’re doomed. Just watch the whole thing, get your cry on, count yourself a better woman for the process.

Some movies just can’t be turned off. Especially not if they involve Meryl.

]]> By: Lizzie http://robinbrande.com/writing/when-you-love-a-book-you-get-in-the-car#comment-3438 Lizzie Thu, 15 Feb 2007 04:26:54 +0000 http://robinbrande.com/writing/when-you-love-a-book-you-get-in-the-car#comment-3438 This has nothing to do with anything (cept your love for Meryl Streep), but <b>The Bridges of Madison County</b> is on TCM and I came in late, and I've been on the phone half the time with it on mute, but I'm soooo squirmy already!!! It's probably a good thing I need to get up early for work tomorrow, so I have to turn it off... otherwise, I would watch the whole thing, and my roommate would come home to find me sobbing uncontrollably. Uh-oh... I get the feeling the movie gods will not allow me to turn off the TV... This has nothing to do with anything (cept your love for Meryl Streep), but The Bridges of Madison County is on TCM and I came in late, and I’ve been on the phone half the time with it on mute, but I’m soooo squirmy already!!! It’s probably a good thing I need to get up early for work tomorrow, so I have to turn it off… otherwise, I would watch the whole thing, and my roommate would come home to find me sobbing uncontrollably.

Uh-oh…

I get the feeling the movie gods will not allow me to turn off the TV…

]]> By: robin http://robinbrande.com/writing/when-you-love-a-book-you-get-in-the-car#comment-3437 robin Thu, 15 Feb 2007 04:25:31 +0000 http://robinbrande.com/writing/when-you-love-a-book-you-get-in-the-car#comment-3437 Patrick, all eerily close to real life, but please--the dog's name is <b>Bear</b>. And was your wife surprised at the supreme job you did at hiding her present? Does she even know she got a present for V-Day? Do you know if she did? Patrick, all eerily close to real life, but please–the dog’s name is Bear.

And was your wife surprised at the supreme job you did at hiding her present? Does she even know she got a present for V-Day? Do you know if she did?

]]> By: Patrick http://robinbrande.com/writing/when-you-love-a-book-you-get-in-the-car#comment-3432 Patrick Thu, 15 Feb 2007 02:17:18 +0000 http://robinbrande.com/writing/when-you-love-a-book-you-get-in-the-car#comment-3432 <b>The Fleece Girl's Husband</b> It was a Thursday. FGH(Fleece Girl's Husband) sat at the table waiting amid the smells of a home cooked dinner. To FGH it felt like a Friday. It had been a long week. Wait, maybe it was Friday. He quickly glanced at the date on his blackberry. Yep. Friday. Looking around the dining room, he realized he was in the wrong place. On Fridays he made her home cooked meals at Chili's and he was in Applebee's. "Will your other party be joining you soon?" said the short squat blonde waitress in a voice that sounded like she was trying to care, but was more upset that someone was hogging her table without ordering. FGH shook his head and threw a ten down on the table for her trouble. He placed his hand on the head of Moose, the dog, who thought he was a human, and looked into his eyes with compassion. "It's not easy being her husband, Moose," said FGH. Moose, the dog, who thought he was a human, looked back with those all knowing eyes as if to say <i>"You had me at hello."</i> Those eyes, that look, such a subtle yet profound difference from the <i>"One shot, one kill"</i> look when riding in the truck behind a slow driver. "C'mon boy, let's go. She's waiting for me to cook her dinner at Chili's," said FGH. He gestured for Moose, the dog, who thought he was human, to follow him. "Woof," said Moose, the dog, who thought he was human. As if to say, something deep, meaningful, primal. <i>"Give me the bread from the table."</i> "Let's go, Moose," he said. "Woof, woof!" -- <i>"Bread please!</i> or maybe <i>"BREAD NOW!</i> Loving Fleece Girl wasn't always easy, worrying about her fighting ninjas, remembering where dinner was. It was always something, and at the moment, Fleece Girl was hungry and waiting. And FGH needed that love. The Fleece Girl’s Husband

It was a Thursday. FGH(Fleece Girl’s Husband) sat at the table waiting amid the smells of a home cooked dinner. To FGH it felt like a Friday. It had been a long week. Wait, maybe it was Friday.

He quickly glanced at the date on his blackberry.

Yep.

Friday.

Looking around the dining room, he realized he was in the wrong place.

On Fridays he made her home cooked meals at Chili’s and he was in Applebee’s.

“Will your other party be joining you soon?” said the short squat blonde waitress in a voice that sounded like she was trying to care, but was more upset that someone was hogging her table without ordering.

FGH shook his head and threw a ten down on the table for her trouble.

He placed his hand on the head of Moose, the dog, who thought he was a human, and looked into his eyes with compassion.

“It’s not easy being her husband, Moose,” said FGH.

Moose, the dog, who thought he was a human, looked back with those all knowing eyes as if to say “You had me at hello.”

Those eyes, that look, such a subtle yet profound difference from the “One shot, one kill” look when riding in the truck behind a slow driver.

“C’mon boy, let’s go. She’s waiting for me to cook her dinner at Chili’s,” said FGH. He gestured for Moose, the dog, who thought he was human, to follow him.

“Woof,” said Moose, the dog, who thought he was human. As if to say, something deep, meaningful, primal. “Give me the bread from the table.”

“Let’s go, Moose,” he said.

“Woof, woof!” — “Bread please! or maybe “BREAD NOW!

Loving Fleece Girl wasn’t always easy, worrying about her fighting ninjas, remembering where dinner was.

It was always something, and at the moment, Fleece Girl was hungry and waiting. And FGH needed that love.

]]> By: Herb http://robinbrande.com/writing/when-you-love-a-book-you-get-in-the-car#comment-3430 Herb Wed, 14 Feb 2007 23:40:15 +0000 http://robinbrande.com/writing/when-you-love-a-book-you-get-in-the-car#comment-3430 Oops, busted. Outta here. Oops, busted. Outta here.

]]> By: Patrick http://robinbrande.com/writing/when-you-love-a-book-you-get-in-the-car#comment-3429 Patrick Wed, 14 Feb 2007 22:13:04 +0000 http://robinbrande.com/writing/when-you-love-a-book-you-get-in-the-car#comment-3429 Sue, it doesn't change your lineage. It just makes you a charming and innocent <i>wolf</i>. Sue, it doesn’t change your lineage. It just makes you a charming and innocent wolf.

]]> By: robin http://robinbrande.com/writing/when-you-love-a-book-you-get-in-the-car#comment-3427 robin Wed, 14 Feb 2007 21:27:21 +0000 http://robinbrande.com/writing/when-you-love-a-book-you-get-in-the-car#comment-3427 Yes, Sue, he definitely paid attention to that lesson. Yes, Sue, he definitely paid attention to that lesson.

]]> By: Sue http://robinbrande.com/writing/when-you-love-a-book-you-get-in-the-car#comment-3425 Sue Wed, 14 Feb 2007 19:07:28 +0000 http://robinbrande.com/writing/when-you-love-a-book-you-get-in-the-car#comment-3425 ahem.....if your husband was raised by wolves, that makes me part of the pack! And we all know I did not get my charm and innocence from wolves! And, although we sometimes claim not to know him it sounds like my oldest brother was well schooled on the chapter covering "How to Be a Good Valentine"! ahem…..if your husband was raised by wolves, that makes me part of the pack! And we all know I did not get my charm and innocence from wolves!

And, although we sometimes claim not to know him it sounds like my oldest brother was well schooled on the chapter covering “How to Be a Good Valentine”!

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