Two amazing things happened today that indicate that the fates are working with the universe in interesting and dynamic ways to create a perfect world. The first is that Amazon have launched (finally) a New Adult category.
Jane has done it again. This is a really simple love story between two characters who are feisty and fun. There are great complications and challenges for damaged and lonely Daniel and sassy but sensitive Lisanne that come from their friends and families and the judgements that people unintentionally make. There are communication problems and misunderstandings but underlying all if this is a really solid and growing love based on friendship and trust. Jane takes us on a wonderful emotional journey, creating pithy dialogue that will make you laugh and gut-wrenching moments that will make you cry. There are a lot of books that I love but Jane creates stories that wrap around me and make me want to climb inside reading until the bitter end. I was really looking forward to this one and she didn’t disappoint. And just in case you are wavering, Daniel is a Harley-riding musician with tats, piercings, leather and a heart of gold. What are you waiting for?
She included one of my favorite songs too, by Australian band Crowded House which all Kiwis know is really a NZ band that we let them claim. But Neil Finn is all ours!
Good evening GREYsessed readers! It’s been another week of teasing tweets from E L James and Kelly Marcel. The dynamic duo is together again in LA and we can assume why! From purchasing “supplies” from Starbucks to spanking references, they leave us wanting more! I told Ms. James that her tweets are a torture device, in which she replied, “Mwah ha ha ha haaa!” Well played Ms.
I have finally lost track of the resurrected BILF award. From the initial group of bloggers I awarded, the BILF went out to other bloggers I follow, then to some bloggers I follow and some bloggers that I did not follow (some of whom I follow now), then to another group of bloggers none of whom I had seen before (some of whom I follow now), and then...well I don't know.
Back in February I got nominated for a Very Inspiring Blogger Award by Speaking Out On Nate
I was so excited at the time. A nomination? Me? My little blog had at that stage only been going for three months and this felt like Christmas all over again. In anticipation of the award ceremony I went out and bought a new frock. Very sexy, very hot, very inspiring. And then I waited…and waited…and waited. I figured after a couple of weeks that I hadn’t won.
Then the other day Nate posted about Blogging Awards and how they work. That if you are nominated you have won. I didn’t know. All this time I could have had this beautiful badge floating around my blog. I could have taken a photo of myself in the frock accepting the badge. Or at least pressing enter on my computer.
So I asked him, what is the statute of limitations on award acceptances? There was an insane conversation about having a cactus thrust upon one’s person and before it got too kinky I made a decision that I would accept this award if for no other reason than I am an eternal show off who needs public affirmation and I have a couple of people who I would just love to give a shout out.
Here are the rules of the award:
1.) Display the award logo on your blog.
2.) Link back to the person who nominated you.
3.) State 7 things about yourself.
4.) Nominate 15 bloggers for this award.
5.) Notify those bloggers of the nomination by linking to one of their specific posts so that they get notified by ping back. This is the one rule I don’t follow. Too much of a pain in the butt notifying people via comment.
Nate said that last bit. I have tried to link. I’m not sure how successful I have been cos some things about technology and bloggasming still elude me and I am too old and lazy to learn how to do it properly.
Cover Your Eyes 7 More Things Nobody Needs to Know About Me (A Nate Title if ever I heard one)
I’m a jazz baby. I am a nut for the American Songbook and I love vocalese and vocal groups. So much so that I own every recording that the Manhattan Transfer have ever recorded. I get chills when I listen to Count Basie. My Dad once toured with Duke Ellington. I have shaken Buddy Rich‘s hand, had a drink with Richie Cole, seen Dizzy Gillespie perform live and been in an audience singalong with Sarah Vaughan performing at the Blue Note Jazz Club in New York. These are some of the highlights of my life.
My music collection exceeds 300Gb. Almost every genre is represented and almost all of it has been legitimately purchased. No one could possibly listen to that much music you say? Try me.
My kids and I are complete movie nuts – so much so that we often talk in quotes, confusing everyone around us. Monty Pythonisms are often used to end arguments (is this the full half hour or the five minute argument?).
I suffer with crippling self-doubt about everything I do. It is the reason why I constantly have an exit strategy, why I haven’t sung professionally in 12 years, or danced even longer. It is the reason why I haven’t written the type of book that I really want to write yet and why I think about pulling the plug on this blog and my fanfic at least half a dozen times per week.
TMI. I didn’t experience a vaginal orgasm until after I read FSoG. I need no other excuse for loving the books so much and creating a blog in their honor. (Given the content of No.4 I am wondering why I have told you this and will most likely delete it before going to press.)
I get addicted to shit really fast and thoroughly. I get addicted to the worlds around books, to video games, to technologies, to tv series, music and movies. My current addiction is the FSoG FanFic group and everything associated with my fanfic world. It is so bad that I have to remove myself from the internet to get work done. I have been known to forget my children whilst in the midst of an addictive phase. They haven’t eaten for six weeks.
My family is not allowed to read my blog but I am pretty sure that my folks are secretly chuffed that I am finally working towards the book that I have always wanted to write. Which is why my Dad sends me strange FSoG related material and that just freaks me out. STOP READING MY BLOG, DAD! PERVERT!
There are others that I would like to nominate and if I ever get nominated again I will certainly make sure these people are recognized. However, this very eclectic list are the bloggers who paid mepopped into my headare holding my children hostage best represent the ideas, humor and talent that I find inspirational and so I share this award with them.
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A facebook friend posted this for us all to comment on and I was shocked at myself. My score on the bucket list is 40 out of 50. Then I looked at how many of these I have done with SuperGeek (aka the hubby) and I am not so shocked. We celebrated our 22nd wedding anniversary over the weekend. We also have known each other for almost 30 years. It would stand to reason that most of these involved him (although I might have knocked a few off the list during the 7 years that we weren’t dating or married – I hope that he forgives me).
As afternoon approaches a truckload of flowers arrive with the instruction to place them in the boat house. The same boat house that looks like someone set off an orgy-bomb in it. The one that, with all the other things that have had to happen today, I haven’t had a chance to clean up. When I phone Christian to check the arrangements in the vain hope that the boat house option was about storage and not a full on romantic tryst he balls me out about being obstructive. As the line goes dead I place my phone on the lawn in front of me and begin to manically jump and dance around it giving it the finger while I quietly and intensively use the in-out word translated into every language I speak – and a few that I don’t. Gretchen is sweeping up the back patio and watching me with her head tilted to one side. Oh, who the hell cares what the hired help thinks.
Author, Artist, Pedagogue, Curator Fifty Shades of Tribute http//:sashacameron.com
Sasha Cameron is a NZ-born author who is descended from a long line of Maori warrior princesses known for abducting and eating men, until they discovered better uses for them. Trained in several martial arts including macrame (she loves tying her characters up in knots), she is stepping into the world of online fiction writing having spent years working in, researching and writing about …oh, what does it matter, you wouldn’t be interested. Her current status is ‘topping from the bottom’ and her recalcitrant teens teach her more than she ever wanted to know about the fan fiction genre. Now she specializes in Fifty Shades side characters. Currently based in one of the world’s most liveable cities: Melbourne, Australia.
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