Monday, December 8, 2008

It's The Dirtiest Clean I Know

I've been all over the place lately. Up so high, I never thought it would end. Down so low, I was sick of myself. Feeling lonely and crowded all at once. Feeling like I could listen for hours and like I couldn't stand to hear one more word. Understanding and patient to couldn't-give-a-fuck. My even keel is clearly out to sea.

But, on the plus side, I did finish my Christmas shopping. In all my all-over-the-map state, I seem to have misplaced my Christmas spirit. Until I bought a purse that talks for my niece. That helped a little. And, having my story, 11 Pipers Piping, in the 12 Days of Christmas anthology coming up on Ravenous Romance. The first story goes up on the 14th, so make sure and check them all out. Mine will be on Christmas Eve, don't cha know.

My mood also lifted when I found out that my story, The Last Cigarette, is truly taboo. Well, taboo enough to make it into Playing with Fire, edited by the lovely Alison Tyler.

But, for every good, there seems to be a not so good. Something from left field, found out third hand, that blows all the good out of the water. I hate that I let myself get upset about stuff like that, but hey, I'm human. It's bad enough when it comes face to face, but when it is grapevine sent, I hate it even more.

But, it's Man Candy Monday, and time to start again. Hope you all enjoy it, I know I do.


Neve Black said...

Hi there, friend that lives one state over...need a trip to Ohio to cheer you up? Now after saying that..I probably should have deleted Ohio and inserted Australia, right? :-)

Congratulations on two of your stories getting published, Heidi!

Whoooohooo! That rocks, girl.

Heidi Champa said...

Well, if Ohio is as cold as here, I might wait a bit for that visit ;) It's almost summer in Oz. . .

Thanks Neve. I think I heard that Whoo Hoo all the way over here!!

Smut Girl said...

Sorry for up and down and up and down and...continue. Been there and it sucks. Esp. at this time of year. But talking purses rock! And those men are quite tasty. You need to look at them more. Rock on with PWF. I can't wait to get ahold of that one. And now your story title has me singing the Smithereens. Ah...damn. I loved that tape. That's right, sister. You heard me! TAPE. As in cassette. As in old. Me. Yes.

Hang in there. Have a wine. It's on me ;)