Lurking by Deb Eileen

I looked under the bed this morning to see what was lurking. The recovered tally includes: one lone sock, a book, a couple of dead crusty Kleenex, several clots of dog hair, a hair scrunchie and few magazines. (no they weren’t porn unless you count cooking magazines as food porn)

Friday, October 20, 2006

Publishing is Not for Sissies by Deb Eileen

Things I’ve learned about the publishing industry thus far: • Publishing is not for sissies – If you want to publish, you actually have to send things in, even though this means risking rejection • There will be rejection, count on it – If you ask five people their opinion, you will get five different opinions

Friday, October 13, 2006

Channeling Pat Benatar by Deb Eileen

I spend my time in the car daydreaming that I am going or coming from a more exciting place than work. Take yesterday evening as an example; I was on my way home engaging in a particular daydream where I achieve literary greatness. I hobnob with famous author types at swanky literary parties. My agent calls me to tell me that my book has sold a zillion copies and we’re…

Friday, October 6, 2006

Travel Ham by Debutante Eileen

Travelers fall into two different categories: a) Planners b) Anti-planners My Dad is a planner.  Family vacations were undertaken with the same level of care as the Allied Invasion, although it’s an unfair comparison as General Patton had far more support staff. My Dad was stuck with my mom and me. During family vacations we woke with the sun, there was a lot to see. If my mom or I complained my…

Friday, September 29, 2006

Coming Out Party by Debutante Eileen

Since this is a debutante ball, I thought I should let you know I’ve already “come out.” I was going through customs a few weeks ago and for the first time when asked what I did for work I answered, “I’m a writer.”  I fully expected flashing lights, sirens and to be dragged to a back room where a burly customs agent named Flo would do a search I wouldn’t…

Friday, September 22, 2006