Happy Sunday, all! How was everyone’s weekend? Good? Yes? Excellent.
First things first: I’d like to report on my latest Small Adventure.
I’ve never been a Nail Person. Fingernails, I mean, not the kind you put on a block of wood right before smashing your thumb with a hammer. In my opinion, fingernails are on my hands for two reasons: 1) So that I have something to bite when I get nervous, and 2) to give the phrase “my claws are coming out” a bit more weight.
So anyway, I’m not really into Nail Care, as it were. But last night, while Rob and I were out partying like animals (read: walking around a shopping center), we happened upon a store called . . . well, I can’t remember exactly, but it was something about Christmas, and then we looked in the windows and Rob said, “Oh, it’s one of those Flags And Useless Seasonal Crap stores.” And then we thought that was so funny, we had to go in.
As it turned out, they had quite a selection of Seasonal Crap–and also a lot of super fun nail polish. Remembering my vow to be adventurous in the small things, I spent, oh, the better part of ten minutes picking out a polish to try.
(What did Rob do for those ten minutes, you ask? Well, mostly, he watched me pick up bottle after bottle and say, “Meh,” which is a tribute to his Longsuffering Husband Spirit. But he also picked out some body lotion for me that smells like vanilla cupcakes. Yes, he IS the best, thank you for pointing that out!)
Finally I chose my nail polish and gave myself a manicure when we got home last night. And here you have it:
Well, okay, you can’t really see the color. It’s a deep reddish brown and it’s sparkly. The brand is Sinful Colors (yes, really) and the color is Mercury Rising, which I basically bought just for the name, but I ended up really liking the color, so it was a win.
By the way, taking a decent picture of your fingernails? NOT EASY. But seeing as this was my first manicure since I got married in 2008 (and that was my first manicure since, um, ever), I figure the struggle was worth it.
So anyway, HOORAY for small adventures.
Now, for the moment you’ve been (probably not) waiting for:
CREEPY FACES HAS A REAL TITLE!
But before I reveal it, let me say this: The manuscript and I? We’re in a fight. I’ve got a rough draft of 17 chapters so far, but I’ve hit the wall and have no choice but to go back to the beginning. The plot just isn’t focused enough and I need to see what sort of loose ends I’ve left untied plot-wise in the beginning.
Spoiler: There are several of them.
Also, my MC’s voice is supposed to be on the dark and serious side, but in this most recent chapter I found that she was starting to sound a little too much like ME, so I’ve got to make sure I’m keeping that consistent, too.
Serious=not easy for moi.
Okay, so the Real Title At Least For Now for the book formerly known as CREEPY FACES is . . .
Are you ready?
No, ARE YOU?
OKAY STOP SHOUTING JEEZ. The title I’ve chosen is . . .
BENEATH THE DARKNESS
*cue streamers, marching band, small rodents scurrying about and Flappers bursting from cardboard cakes*
What do you think? Love it? Hate it? If you hate it, please don’t tell me, because Lord have mercy it took me forever to come up with. So if you don’t like it, then comment on something else, like the weather or your delight in the lack of actual scurrying rodents and cake-bursting Flappers.
Have a good week, everybody!