I’m at Romancing the Blog today, talking about a plot that drives me insane. It might be my first ranty blog there about plots. Read it and see what you think.

I went to a nearby mall this week for the first time in ages and discovered a used bookstore there. Their romance section isn’t big, but I found a few treasures:

• Mary Balogh: A Chance Encounter
• Joan Wolf: The Rebellious Ward

Not only do these books look new and unread, they were .99 each. I nearly wept with joy.

It’s tough to go back to work after a three-day weekend. (I already knew this, but I learned it again.)

When I tell myself I need to eat healthier, I can’t stop thinking about food.

It would be way cool if I could travel while sleeping the way I did in my dream. When I woke up into my dream, I was in Canada. I avoided the whole luggage, jet lag thing. Nice.

Good intentions don’t change the fact that there isn’t enough time in a day to do everything. Prioritizing is required.

Finish writing the sex scene before exercising. It’s tough to get back in the mood after 20 minutes of aerobics.