Random *Thoughts and *Thunks

Because I pay so much attention to this blog, I thought it would be a good idea to start ANOTHER blog. *THUNK.

It's because the Bat Collective needed one, due to us cranking out anthologies. Seemed like a good idea at the time, and over time, I'm sure it'll serve us well. RIGHT? *THOUGHT.

Bat Collective Blog - because you know you wanted a link to click. *THUNK.

One of my friends shared a link to an article listing 10 things writers are tired of hearing. My fave on the list? #3: "How much money do you make?" Yes, I've been asked this, got so I'd try to avoid the lady who asked every time she saw me (and I hadn't made good my escape.) Another friend shared her answer to that very question: "How much did you make as a nurse last year?" It's not an okay question to ask to begin with, so why do folks think it's okay to ask writers this? I'm going to start saying, "Like Liberace, who said, 'That hurt my feelings very much. I'm going to laugh all the way to the bank' - I too am laughing all the way to the bank." *THUNK.

It's that time of the year again - pumpkin flavored everything. Marshmallows. Jello pudding. Pumpkin bars. Pumpkin cookies. Pumpkin cake. Pumpkin pancakes at IHOP. Yay! *THOUGHT.

I've been listening to the Bee Gees lately. I refuse to be embarrassed about the fact that I love them. They wrote their own songs, they wrote songs for others - they sang in fantastically gorgeous harmonies, and if you think singing falsetto is easy, I dare you to give it a go, and sound as good as they did. In fact, I learned that Barry Gibb got a call from his manager who was going to do a movie called *Grease* and needed a song by the same title. I read, and I dunno where, that it took Barry an HOUR to write the song *Grease*. Think about that. An *hour* to write a song that became an instant classic. The *Grease* soundtrack was second only to *Saturday Night Fever.* Guess who wrote that 2nd soundtrack? (Yeah, that's a trick question, because if you don't know the answer, then you probably either unconscious during the '70s, or weren't born yet.) Think about that. Yet, for some reason, it's okay to "Bee Gee Bash." I hope they took note of Liberace, and also laughed all the way to the bank. And if you want to dismiss the Bee Gees' lyrics, try listening to them - really listening, then get back to me. *THOUGHT(ful).

Boxes don't magically unpack themselves. For this reason, I don't recommend moving houses. *THUNK.

Great opening lines for stories will occur to you in the most inconvenient places - while you're in the shower (a friend of mine years ago recommended showering with a sharpie, so you could write your ideas on your thighs - yes, I'm pretty sure she was joking) ; at the Laundromat; while you're driving; any time you don't have any way to write it down somewhere; when you have four other WIPS going; last, but not certainly least - that twilight-y moment when you first awaken in the morning, and you're not conscious, but you're not conscious, either... *THUNK.

It's ALWAYS a good time for a nap. Unless you're a toddler, in which case, no time is a good time for a nap. *THOUGHT & *THUNK.