I’m slogging my way through my final edit on the Next Novel with the most intense effort coming later today after I receive corrections from my proof/first reader. Thus, in-depth blogging won’t resume until next week.
You can, however, find entertainment at the Ravenous Romance website where a new story “Hot Fling” is yours for the taking. I’ve downloaded it but because I want to read it on my Sony Reader, I need to set aside some time and convert it from PDF to .rtf. Maybe later today. (Even I need a break from my own delightful havoc.)
Because I’m either writing or editing all the day long, I’ve spent my evening unwinding with the new television season. I’m enjoying House M.D and trying out Fringe. Have Heroes taped and will watch it tonight, although all the men in my life claim it’s gotten too weird for them and don’t want to watch it. Bleh to them.
But what I’m really, really enjoying is the new season of Torchwood via Netflix. Especially since Jack Harkness’ sexuality is on the snoggin’ upswing. I just hope it doesn’t come too obligatory; I’d hate to see his bisexual lust reduced to one man-on-man snog per episode. That said, the reunion kiss between Jack and a fellow time agent was HOT. Do yourself a favor and watch this video starting at roughly the 45-second mark.
Now, you see, if Marvel superheroes had done this in the comics when I was a kid (and, later, as a much younger woman than I am now), they would’ve made a lot more sense to me. I always rolled my eyes when two superheroes met up for the first time. They also went off on a testosterone-sparked fist-fighting frenzy (oh true believer), bashing the brawn out of each other before discovery they were on the same side.
Had they fought and then snogged? Now that would’ve made some kind of sense to me — if for no other reason than its erotic heat.
And with snoggin’ on my brain, it’s back to sloggin’.
