An Unrelated Jumble of a Post

First off, did you see this commercial?



Aw yeah, that ferret f**ked them up. I somehow felt the need to scream "acting" so my dogs didn't get any funny ideas. Because they do get funny ideas. Very funny.

Speaking of dogs, or cats. Why, I ask, do veterinarians send home pills. I don't know about your animals, but I'd have a better chance achieving world peace, than getting a 5 pound Yorkie to swallow a pill, or even half a pill. Damn you Vet!

Now, to something writerly. I have this mind that wants to jump around from topic to topic and genre to genre (maybe you can tell). This is not a good thing in writing, or so I'm told. Take note: the goal of a new novelist is to develop a fanbase, a little recognition, and ultimately the ability to dump the day job. One CANNOT achieve this through genre-hopping. Let's say, for instance, Happy Hour ends up in the scifi/fantasy section (already a stretch but there are no comedy fiction sections), yet I've been writing a YA mystery, oh...and a literary horror novel, and an adult mystery. So if I sold these other three, where would you find me in the bookstore. Get it?

Genre hopping is publishing buzzkill. Name first. Name first. Repeat it.

So...I've been coming up with other urban fantasy comedy ideas, and that's been really working for me.

As for blogging, this'll be another light week. I'm off to Willamette Writer's Conference in about an hour, so...