Why are you still awake, Carol????
Blame it on Sara. That’s all I’m gonna say. That and Creepeas.
Anyway, because of Sara, who made me laugh until I nearly peed my pants, I am still awake, so I might as well write a blog post, since I’ve been horribly negligent anyway. First, I’ll focus on….
I forgot to comment on Sara’s McClung’s latest blog post, but not just any blog post, the blog post that featured the trailer for her latest manuscript, Shattered (yes, I realize I said blog post 3 times…err, four). And while this isn’t necessarily flogging-worthy, it’s definitely bad form for a CP. So, I was tempted to hide in shame, and did…for a while.
But I’m shedding my shame skin now. So S, this one is just for you, a photo of utter dorkdom, just to show you how sincere my apology is <3 <3 <3
Oh, the embarrassment! Do you not see what I sacrifice for you? Ah, the misery!!! Let this be a lesson to you writers: be thoughtful of your CPs.
Okay, I am now redeemed. Yay!
But while I’m here, guess what my other CP, Alexandra Shostak, made for me? Squeeeeeee!!! Another cover for my AETERNUS manuscript!
In other news, I’ve waited so long to blog about blog bling, that, um, I’ve been awarded six more blog awards by eleven people! Doh! Getting a bit backed up here, I think. But I LOVE these awards and adore the bloggies who passed them on to me, so that’s coming up soon. Please don’t think I’ve ignored you if you passed an award on to me sometime in the last month (or two).
AND I’ve also won a few things lately, like, enough to make me think now must be the time I should be playing the lottery. Seriously, people, I’ve been crazy lucky lately—so much so that I think Lucky Lou should be my new nickname. No, I don’t really think that. That’s 2 AM talking. Please don’t call me Lucky Lou. Please. Anyway, I will soon be blogging about all the things I’ve won, and yes, my magic secret for winning. No, I’m not gonna tell you now. You’ll just have to wait. Have your Powerball ticket ready to fill out.
Okay, then, so there’s the news. Now I have to find a way to end this post.
Nope, nothing. So, I think I’ll end with some last lines of stories someone else wrote. See if you can figure out who authored them(same person for all) and drop a line in my comments section.**
*Bill selected a sandwich from the lunch basket and walked over to have a look at the rods.
*The photographs did not make much difference to the major because he only looked out the window.
*In the evening, they all sat at dinner together in the garden under a plane tree and the hot evening wind blew and Elliot drank white wine and Mrs. Elliot and the girl friend made conversation and they were all quite happy.
*A short time after he contracted gonorrhea from a sales girl in a loop department store while riding in a taxicab through Lincoln Park.
*In the early morning on the lake sitting in the stern of the boat with his father rowing, he felt quite sure that he would never die.
There you have it, five ending lines by the same author. I bet you’d never guess that someone really famous for their brilliant writing wrote them, huh? Well, maybe you would if you know this author’s writing. It goes to show you, though, that your final line doesn’t have to go off like fireworks to be effective. Each of these final lines presents a fairly clear image. But what makes them even more effective (and you’ll just have to trust me on this), is that these final images relate in a very poignant way to the images that came before them. They are deceptively simple, but only when they stand alone. Indeed, these endings are actually amazingly strong. I’ll probably explain why. Later. Like Tuesday or something. I’ll likely still be sleeping until then.
In honor of final lines (get it? ha!), thought I’d bring you this video.*** No, it’s not just a Folgers Singular Sensations advert.
*This cover will mean something even cooler on Monday. You’ll see.
**Simon, don’t say a word. You’re disqualified from answering because I know you know already. No, that does not mean there’s a prize. Put your hand down—I’m not gonna call on you. Besides, I’ve just mastered the Kesagiri Chop, and let me tell ya, not fun to be on the wrong end of that one.
***Disclaimer: This video may cause nightmares. Use at your own discretion. No Life Guard on Duty.