Ladies Night Out

What a weekend.
I was sloshed.
Funny how alcohol can make you feel sexy.
That's very dangerous isn't it?
A self confessed shy girl....and how true that is ( much to my despair because I am an Aries!!!!)
I need alcohol to sort myself out. Its quite pathetic really.
Even more so because once I've had two glasses of wine or a good strong margarita or two shots of tequila - I'm right there in the valley of stupidity and foolery.
I was glad for the pre celebratory wine before we had supper. I went with two models for heaven sake - sizes 4 to my size 20 ( OK I exaggerate, but you'd feel the same if you were as vertically and horizontally challenged as I am!). And they made me wear heels ( ok wedges) and show skin.... i was horrified. But thankfully too tipsy to internalize the worry. hehehehehe..
That gold lame dress C was wearing - she made it! F yes! And she actually got people asking her where she got it. It was a sexy as hell number...short and covering just the assets....Oh yes..its definitely a Crimson Lush label. Ho yeah!

How gumuk am I??? Gumuks!!!
So much so..I have out myself on a freaking diet as of today. Okay...granted cameras add 20 pounds to your face...shit...my friends must be freakin thin hey? Welll they were called models..by passerby that night..
Jools, YT and C

Jools and YT
Can you believe she is a mama? She is tight everywhere, you'd do a triple take if she told you she recently had a baby.
that's what I want to be when I grow up....( sheesh..)







A kiss, and ass grabber opportunist later..hmmm.....
Margarita anyone?

Writer's Rut and the Remedy

I've been having what you call a writer's rut. one word. SH$%!
I have been worried about this. 41 chapters later, 2 and half months later, it hits me and I am shi-ting myself only because I have such loyal readers who make me blush and glow with so much Alice excitement that it's impossible to not want to dish out the next chapter the next day. As we speak, I am delayed by 2 days already and no chapter in sight. freak out much? You can only imagine.
Why does it hit you when you reach the vital point of the story though? Who knows....
sigh.
I have been spending my single nights otherwise watching feel good girly movies...obviously trying to get the gears working again. Tried music - nope, didn't work. No amount of Foo Fighters, The Fray, Sting, even my muso Arvo Part has managed to help resolve the dry rot in my brain. ggrrh.
So yes, tried movies.
Watched Emma twice ( I don't care if someone thinks its a horrible adaptation, I happen to think it was a brilliant adaptation, as I found the book a little tedious to read) Ohh....others can have Mr Darcy, but when it comes to Austen, my favorite hero is Mr Knightley. Ahhh...swoon.
And then came sense and sensibility.
I have yet to be convinced of Pride and Prejudice ( Keira Knightley). Perhaps it's because I don't really like Mr Darcy there.
Tried Milk again ( only for James Franco's ass of course...I am so shameless.. I know).
I saw Nights in Rodanthe finally. Tears. Tears. A beautiful movie.
And yesterday it was Single, and Angry. Not your typical Hollywood movie but if you can overlook the cheap production, the theme is actually quite good.
And it was the push I needed.
Yahoo!!!

Happy women's day

I am back at work after three long days. Three very productive days. I usually update like once in two days, and I couldn't last week due to technical errors with FF. I was a little flustered at first, only because I was eager to post ( and get reviews of course..I live for reviews..can you believe this? Its..uhm addictive), but in retrospect, this inability to upload had been a blessing actually because I got to review my latest chapter, give it a critical read like a beta ( I should have but I don't) redo it and come up with the next two chapters simultaneously. Wow. The amazing mysterious ways in which our brain works. I swear I was just a medium, and someone else was channeling me to write the story out...whatever it is, Im just happy to be the first person to read the story..every time. And like my fellow readers, I laugh and cry and get frustrated just the same.
A movie later and lots of coffee and earl greys later and me writing away on my kitchen counter in my jammies no less - 3 chapters for the week! Whoo hoo. Now I can afford to actually sleep early this week.

Speaking of reviews, I had my first review of chapter 23 ( 0r 34) from Zulfiqar.Ohmgd. To say that I was stoked is putting it mildly. It's one thing getting reviews from any number of people ( who I really appreciate just BTW), it's another when you kinda follow their work as well. I felt so honored. Now if i can just get Oracle Vas to review mine, I'll probably combust. ( maybe not a good idea..)

Right..enough crap for the day.

Vamplover signing off and wishing that all the girls out there had a wonderful women's day. ( Isn't it a tad discriminatory though? We actually need a woman's day? So the rest of the year go to the men then???)

xoxoxoxo

Ahahhaha..
I finally got a review for my first smut. I must be a bad writer because no one reviewed it..it's not too graphic or it's too graphic? I wouldn't know now would I? Perhaps I was too technical. Oh well..no matter, while it was quite fun writing it, I couldn't quite bring myself to using certain words..I don't know why that is..reading it from the many "smut" stuff I have been reading on FF is obviously very different to actually penning it. Probably a result of the subtle brainwashing I've had from the way I was brought up ( not that I am complaining of course)..where certain words are just deemed ermm...sinful.

My sister reviewed my 2nd baby - Tripod. To say that I am elated is understating it. She liked it so I am overjoyed! this is impetus to write more.

It's a long weekend. Hopefully no more margaritas this weekend. My liver has no tolerance for alcohol I have to say..one and I'm dizzy.
two and I start talking shit.
best margarita I've tasted in town: Cubana, Rafiki oh and how could I forget: Polana ( I got pissed at first round)
Shittest so far: Cape to cuba.

I better go now..

the pen and papers are calling.

A buaya is a buaya is a buaya.

I have a problem with people. I put too much faith in their goodness too easily.
You want to be hopeful that people are naturally inclined to be decent and honest people.
Because that's how we should all aim to be shouldn't it?
And yet...
And yet..
you come across people who just ..what can I say, yank that hope away from you. You can't help but feel that maybe this crap about keeping "hope" is futile.
Life is. ..full of shitty people whether we like it or not. we must just deal with it as best we can and hope we don't bring ourselves to those levels.