Saturday, July 14, 2012

The Woes of Online Dating

I don't get out of the house much. My friends are either married or in relationships and they don't know single people to introduce me to. So meeting someone is really difficult. For the most part, being single is great, but there are occasions where I'm sitting on the couch, all my friends have plans with their significant other and there's this movie I'd really like to see. That's when I start to think having someone to do these things with would be nice.

And usually those are the nights that I cave and create a profile on a dating site. And then I'm rudely reminded of the pigs I have to sift through to find my frog.

Last night was one of these nights.

Here are some of the messages I've received over the last 12 hours.

Damn u r hot.

First off, if you don't have the time to spell out "you" and "are" then I don't have time for you. This was also the entire message. I'm swooning here, people. This message makes me want to respond so badly I'm quivering in my panties.

Not.

Instant turn OFF.

hi how r u i like to talk to u hit me up r text me at (then he gives his number)

Seriously? You really think that's going to get me to grab my phone and text you. Not only is this a blatant invitation for sexting, but you can't even write a proper sentence. What's it going to be like?

oh baby u make me so horny. 

My I.Q. just dropped writing that.

My favorite last night wasn't even a message. It was the profile picture. Yes, his face was actually in it, but right in front of what could have been a handsome face was a middle finger. Yep, he was flipping off the camera. You are sooooo someone I want talk to.

I'm not a prude. I cuss with the best of them. As for flipping people off...done it. BUT this is my first impression of you. ONLINE for that matter. I don't get to see your smile, or how your eyes may twinkle with mischief. The only personality I see is what you type down or show in a picture. And let me tell you, it doesn't work for this chick. At all.

I know online dating works. I know people who are happily married who met online. I'm just questioning how in the hell did you find each other. Did you have to weed through a jungle of crap too?  Deal with men who think so highly of themselves that they think giving a woman their phone number is like giving her the Holy Grail?

Gag me.

Now I'm off to delete my profile. Again.



Sunday, April 22, 2012

Writing, writing, writing.

So I'm 35k into the second book of my MMA series and I'm starting to hit the midway blues. This is the point where I start doubting everything I've written up to this point. I do it with every book. The only thing I've learned to do is write through it. It may be utter crap when I'm done, but at least I'll have something to work with.

I needed inspiration last night, so I watched the UFC 145 prelims. It was definitely inspiring. Watched a fantastic fight between Matt Brown and Stephen Thompson. These are the fights I love. Two men giving it everything they got until the very end. It wasn't one-sided. One didn't dominate the other. It wasn't fifteen minute of dancing around each other, or them constantly in a clench. It was a fight to win. The aftermath was brutal, but even though the fight went to a decision, both men could still be proud of what they'd accomplished.

Anyway, it's jazzed me up. I'm ready to tackle writing today. I have a hero preparing for a comeback fight with the man that stole his title. I'm looking forward to writing it!
Abby

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Lucky 7--Seven Lines from my WIP

I was tagged by the wonderful Gina Leigh Maxwell in this fun little writer game. Sorry about the brand new blog and it's utter blandness.  Doing a whole new set-up. However this sounded like too much fun not to play along, so I'm jumping in. 

Here are the rules:

1. Go to page 77 of your current MS
2. Go to line 7
3. Copy down the next 7 lines – sentences or paragraphs – and post them as they’re written. No cheating.
4. Tag 7 other authors

 My current WIP is only on page 10 though and like I told Gina, I wouldn't let my cat's read it right now, so I dug out the WIP I just finished. Since I shared an snippet of Extreme Love on her blog, thought I'd share from one I just completed. This is an Esmerelda Bishop piece.

Who's that?

My alter ego. She writes paranormal/erotic. And no, you don't get an erotic snippet. I know. I know. My apologies:)  This is from The Awakening: Aidan:

The instinct was roaring pissed that he hadn't followed its command. Add his beast's fury to the mix and Aidan was a coil of tension. 

His beast. 

The rage coming from it last night as he fought to keep it contained had been unlike anything he'd ever felt. It'd charged Aidan with its teeth bared, claws out, thrashing his insides, beating him down, as if he was the enemy. The unexpected attack left him weakened, easily susceptible to the instinct and its calling. Jaylin had known it too.

Now I'm tagging:

1) Angela Campbel
2) Liz Fichera
3) Stacey Kennedy 
4) Catherine Gayle 
5) Ophelia London 
6) Ari Thatcher 
7) Carly Carson