Remember in the movie First Knight when Richard Gere, I mean Lancelot, rescued Julia Ormond, I mean Guinevere, in the forest?
It’s raining and Lancelot tilts the leaves in different directions to create a flow of water from which the lovely Guinevere might quench her thirst. Escaping would-be ravishers and all around bad guys is thirsty business.
This kitty remembers it, too.
Do…or do not. There is no try. ~ Yoda
That’s it. That’s all you get today.
#amwriting
Ornery Sven is rockin’ out to Muse’s Uprising. Alternative Rock Boy. My kind of muse.
They become snack food, toasted tomato sandwiches, grilled cheese & tomato, BLTs, ratatouille, Ray’s Red Sauce, broiled sides, and on without end.
Do you have a fave way to prep and consume tomatoes? Let’s hear it.
Conn is standing over my shoulder as I post. How did that happen? Remember Conn here and here? It’s probably the tomato talk. He’s a much more selective — and by selective, I mean picky — eater than Sven. Let’s just say, he doesn’t have the sweet tooth that Sven has.
I guess Conn is back. I haven’t been able to wrangle out of him exactly where he’s been all this time. Yet! I’m guessing he got on board with one of Sven’s island vacays. You know the ones. They usually involve some chick named Birgit or Ilsa. Let’s just say the legs are long, the hair is blond and braided down to the other hemisphere, and the Great White North is a Double D — DD. I can feel Conn’s eyebrow raise as he continues to read breathes down my neck, so I’m thinking I’m on the right track here…
You!…Write!
This is Bad Boy Mat Muse. He’s also known as Wonder Boy Muse and Alpha Muse, depending on my mood, and his. Conn used to be in the sidebar, upper right corner. I took him down when I adopted my first soldier with Soldiers’ Angels. Said I would leave him down until my soldier came home. Then, I just adopted another soldier…and another. I can’t see when I won’t be an angel with SA, so Conn is back. He is eye candy for my writer’s brain and keeps my word count crunched. Sometimes, he brings out my inner drama queen. Did you just hear a snicker?
Move your eyes to the right. Just a tad more. Yeah. Right there. In the sidebar. The hottie pointing his finger. You!…Write! That’s Conn — He who must be obeyed. He’s my latest muse — sort of a mat master muse.
Conn showed up when Sven finished the last 70 Days of Sweat challenge and ran off to Fiji with Birgit for a loooong stretch of rest & rec. Lucky Birgit.
I’ve decided I’m keeping him.
Julie Garwood, one of my favorite historical and contemporary writers, wrote several historical titles — Honor’s Splendour, The Bride, The Secret, Saving Grace, The Wedding, and Ransom — (to name a few) in which the Highland warrior was finding the mate of his heart and…….keeping her.
So, I’m keeping Conn. Just like all those bright English and Highland lasses kept their warriors… back!
I hear through the blogvine that 70 Days of Sweat is about to begin another challenge on March 1. Check it out. I’m sure Sven will be wearing a big ol’ post-Fiji-Birgit grin and prowling the mat, ready to take on the next bunch of Sven Sweaters. Go Sven!
If you have a chance, you must visit Garwood’s interactive website. It’s innovative and just loads of fun to click around in. I really loved opening and closing the windows and removing books from the shelves. And, if you’re an historical reader like me, well… let’s just say all of these titles are on my keeper shelf.
I’m keeping ya, Conn!
