<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:27:09.325-05:00</updated><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='fun'/><category term='Sunday Funny'/><category term='random musings'/><category term='musings'/><category term='Elections'/><category term='4th of July'/><category term='humor'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Lynn's Realization of a Dream</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-8010134340949066349</id><published>2009-04-29T20:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T20:02:29.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time Gone...</title><summary type='text'>I haven't blogged in a while (duh!)  It isn't the only  thing I haven't done in a while, either.  Not to say I haven't been busy, because I have.  I just haven't focused on the blog, reading people's blogs, etc.  I joined Facebook though.  Although, I don't see how people can spend hours and hours on it.  So not me. On the writing front, I've been neglecting that aspect of my life.  Tsk tsk.   My</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8010134340949066349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=8010134340949066349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8010134340949066349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8010134340949066349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-time-gone.html' title='Long Time Gone...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-33790821435539647</id><published>2009-02-16T16:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T16:42:46.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbelievable Headlines</title><summary type='text'>TWO NUCLEAR SUBS COLLIDE IN ATLANTIC...WHAT?  Let me read that again... Nope that's what it said.  How can two, very large submerged objects that supposedly have sonar and radar and everything other tracking technology under the sun miss another large object right next to them and run into each other?   It happened earlier this month between British and French NUCLEAR SUBMARINES.  Both carrying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/33790821435539647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=33790821435539647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/33790821435539647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/33790821435539647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2009/02/unbelievable-headlines.html' title='Unbelievable Headlines'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-159168836121010384</id><published>2009-01-20T08:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T08:33:10.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, History Will Be Made</title><summary type='text'>Yes, today the U.S. of A. will make history.  We inaugurate our first non-Caucasian, but still male, President.  A huge step for our growing country.  Admittedly, it should have occurred sooner, but the fact it is finally happening is a HUGE accomplishment.     It doesn't matter what political party you belong to.  The fact is, this is a wonderful demonstration of our country's ability to learn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/159168836121010384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=159168836121010384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/159168836121010384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/159168836121010384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-history-will-be-made.html' title='Today, History Will Be Made'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-8677738053061058038</id><published>2008-12-24T21:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T21:05:04.794-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reason for the Season...</title><summary type='text'>  All of a sudden their hillside was flooded by the light of a thousand arc lamps, blinding them with its intensity. When they could finally see, a man in shining apparel stood before them. "Do not be afraid," he declared in the ringing voice of a herald.    "I bring you good news of great joythat will be for all the people.Today in the town of Davida Deliverer has been born to you.He is the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8677738053061058038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=8677738053061058038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8677738053061058038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8677738053061058038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/12/reason-for-season.html' title='The Reason for the Season...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_csvqKGdDAus/SVL4X7uMCqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/tCaGDfR91Js/s72-c/shepherds_wm_hold_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-1619379313617207294</id><published>2008-12-19T23:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T23:08:19.671-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Entertainment... FUN!</title><summary type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!      </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1619379313617207294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=1619379313617207294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1619379313617207294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1619379313617207294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-entertainment-fun.html' title='Christmas Entertainment... FUN!'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-3215078791074594579</id><published>2008-11-19T20:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T20:09:28.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WW (stole from Amie) :)</title><summary type='text'>1.) Have you ever taken your clothes off for money? Uh.... NO 2.) Are you a morning person or a night owl? Morning if I get up, otherwise, I drag until evening. 3.) Do you take any kind of medication daily or regularly? If so, what?   Thyroid and other hormones.  I'm gettin' old. 4.) Do you ever have naughty thoughts about any of your friends significant others? No.   5.) What are your favorite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3215078791074594579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=3215078791074594579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3215078791074594579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3215078791074594579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/11/ww-stole-from-amie.html' title='WW (stole from Amie) :)'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-7077536741962093224</id><published>2008-10-23T22:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:42:47.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired Post</title><summary type='text'>Ok, I haven't blogged in... a while. I'm working like 45-50 hours a week at the new job. Can't wait for things to slow down there. Of course, school started in August, so that means crazy hours with the boy's related activities. Now starts the schools theatre production and fundraising season. Yes. I am one of "THOSE." I volunteer. Normally, I like it and it isn't too bad. This year though, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/7077536741962093224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=7077536741962093224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7077536741962093224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7077536741962093224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/10/inspired-post.html' title='Inspired Post'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-6177046754113117425</id><published>2008-09-19T23:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:00:44.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuff said...</title><summary type='text'>  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/6177046754113117425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=6177046754113117425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/6177046754113117425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/6177046754113117425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/09/nuff-said.html' title='Nuff said...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/MlynnWrites/SNR1axLCjBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/DFi_DennqRA/s72-c/clip_image002_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-4943491567346098933</id><published>2008-09-08T22:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T22:29:13.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, I forgot...</title><summary type='text'>I started my new job officially last week.  So, I'm still juggling two roles for a while, but eventually it will settle down.  I got my second choice, but I'm glad to be back in the role I enjoy in my agency... accountability!  Just wish I didn't have to supervise 17 people to do it.  Oh well.  A. Learning. Experience.  At least, that's what I keep telling myself.    </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/4943491567346098933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=4943491567346098933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/4943491567346098933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/4943491567346098933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-i-forgot.html' title='Oh, I forgot...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-2205261581055508885</id><published>2008-09-08T22:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T22:37:03.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Busy Weekend</title><summary type='text'>Here's how my Saturday went.  Woke up at 8am, stayed in bed and read TWO books by 1PM.  Got dressed and met my good buddy Amie at the B&amp;N to attend Michelle's book signing.  Yea!  She sold out all the store stock.  Not bad.  I purchased one of said books and a new trade paper back I wanted.   Another friend, Eve and her nice friend Susie were also there.  We all decided that food was a good idea </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2205261581055508885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=2205261581055508885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/2205261581055508885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/2205261581055508885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/09/busy-weekend.html' title='The Busy Weekend'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-1259682398069112257</id><published>2008-08-15T19:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:19:13.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting and waiting and waiting...</title><summary type='text'>In July I interviewed for one of the positions I want in my agency.  This Wednesday I interviewed for the second.  I think that the person making the selection in each case has made their recommendation to their boss (who must approve.)  Well, it is the Government, ya know.  Nothing works fast.  Long story short, I hate waiting to find out if I bombed an interview.  There are times when it would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1259682398069112257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-5055612071136057907</id><published>2008-08-06T20:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T20:18:22.392-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I took a brake...uh, I mean, break</title><summary type='text'>I haven't blogged since the 4th of July.  Why, you ask?  Don't care, you say?  I'm sure a bit of both is true.  However, I'll tell you.  Kinda.  First, I have had a busy summer at WORK.  I mean the job that pays the bills.  Then I took a week and had family around for about 10 days.   On Friday, my sister and her hubby arrived.  They left on a cruise on Saturday and left my 16-year old nephew </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/5055612071136057907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-1557738146658770857</id><published>2008-07-04T13:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T13:57:31.915-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 232nd Birthday, America!</title><summary type='text'>                           </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1557738146658770857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=1557738146658770857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1557738146658770857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1557738146658770857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-232nd-birthday-america.html' title='Happy 232nd Birthday, America!'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/MlynnWrites/SG5ym-_12bI/AAAAAAAAAHM/EzUvZdyE7uQ/s72-c/Fireworks%20near%20Iwo%20Jima%20Memorial%20-National%20Mall_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-421169902919420756</id><published>2008-06-30T19:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T19:02:12.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscope</title><summary type='text'>June 30, 2008   Scorpio (10/23-11/21) If you feel like you're dancing through the day, then you are going at the perfect pace! Every step you're taking is a step you're taking in the right rhythm, and you'll be feeling more soulful than ever once you've taken it. The temptation is out there to move things along a little bit faster -- to pick up the pace. But that's not the right maneuver, right </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/421169902919420756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=421169902919420756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/421169902919420756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/421169902919420756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/06/horoscope.html' title='Horoscope'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-1047893794364544905</id><published>2008-06-25T07:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T07:30:26.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plotting Session</title><summary type='text'>Thank you Toni Andrews for finding this gem.  I was ROFL!    </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1047893794364544905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=1047893794364544905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1047893794364544905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1047893794364544905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/06/plotting-session.html' title='Plotting Session'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-3128821599704250961</id><published>2008-06-11T22:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:46:33.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet Celebration</title><summary type='text'>Tonight, I finally got back to my WIP.  I merged my document from my flash drive with my PC version, then had to do some clean-up, because it was totally out of order.  After that, though, I got back to writing my story.  I also decided to try and plot out a few chapters so that I have a bit of direction.  Amie and I discussed plot ideas several weeks ago.  Luckily, I saved that IM conversation.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3128821599704250961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=3128821599704250961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3128821599704250961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3128821599704250961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/06/quiet-celebration.html' title='Quiet Celebration'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-4356345255684008332</id><published>2008-05-30T09:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:00:07.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Internal Struggles...</title><summary type='text'>Aside from kicking my own ass about writing, I have a dilemma that now comes from the day job.  I like my job.  However, I used to LOVE my current job.  Here is the issue.  We are in a Presidential election year.  For a Federal employee that means going through a TRANSITION of philosophy, political appointees, and almost always a shift of focus and creating a new program with the new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/4356345255684008332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=4356345255684008332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/4356345255684008332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/4356345255684008332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/05/internal-struggles.html' title='Internal Struggles...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-1392512608159243481</id><published>2008-05-29T22:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T22:22:38.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Business</title><summary type='text'>Today was the last day of school for my boy.  My daughter?  Who knows.  Anyway, no more school related distractions.  For at least 12 days.  "WTF?" you say?  Well, the boy is now officially enrolled in summer school.  So, I get a break until June 11.  He will be done with his semester of Health on June 26.  Only 11 class days.  Can't beat that with a stick, IMO. Except for a bit of booster club </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1392512608159243481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=1392512608159243481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1392512608159243481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1392512608159243481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-to-business.html' title='Back to Business'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-8845198973354499662</id><published>2008-05-24T12:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T12:05:14.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>End of School Year Blues...</title><summary type='text'>I just realized it has been more than two weeks since I blogged.  Well, I'm still out here in writer land, just haven't been very dedicated to the craft of late.  The last month of school is always crazy - concerts, recitals, banquets, and various and sundry other activities.  Last week my son had a recital and a concert, this week his Eighth Grade Awards ceremony.  There was a banquet after, but</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8845198973354499662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=8845198973354499662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8845198973354499662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8845198973354499662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/05/end-of-school-year-blues_24.html' title='End of School Year Blues...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-921324344060307864</id><published>2008-05-09T20:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T20:26:22.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day?</title><summary type='text'>I know it is supposed to be a day to celebrate the institution of "Motherhood."  However, for me it's not.  There always seems to be family drama or trauma.  This year won't be different on that score either.  The writing is on the wall, so to speak. (Mom issues this year.)  The downside of being a single mom is I've never really had my own children remember me on Mother's Day.  No dad around to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/921324344060307864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=921324344060307864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/921324344060307864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/921324344060307864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/05/mother-day.html' title='Mother&amp;#39;s Day?'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-4094454141131849674</id><published>2008-04-27T15:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T15:54:33.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Whole Truth</title><summary type='text'>Wow.  I started and finished David Baldacci's newest yesterday.  It definitely makes one think about the motivation of money when it comes to war and other conflicts.  Especially since the end of the Cold War.   It's a terrific read and I highly recommend it!     The Whole Truthby David BaldacciRead more about this book...  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/4094454141131849674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=4094454141131849674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/4094454141131849674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/4094454141131849674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/04/whole-truth.html' title='The Whole Truth'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-1982872062848530018</id><published>2008-04-25T18:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T18:38:55.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lewis Black on Writing a Book</title><summary type='text'>I found this through the Sizzling Pens blog.  TOO TRUE!  Comedian Lewis Black discusses the dilemma of writing a book when faced with a blank page... Enjoy!   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1982872062848530018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=1982872062848530018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1982872062848530018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1982872062848530018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/04/lewis-black-on-writing-book.html' title='Lewis Black on Writing a Book'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/MlynnWrites/SBJrj8aLHdI/AAAAAAAAAHA/HoGGPfGUHJo/s72-c/videocapture-HTtQjPQ_ETg.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-6584571817171291195</id><published>2008-04-10T23:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T23:43:45.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My horoscope from Free Will Astrology</title><summary type='text'>My horoscope from Free Will Astrology (totally ripped off from Amie.)   Marie Poland Fish was an oceanographer who invented a new form of underwater sound detection for the navy. To perfect the technology, she spent years studying the sounds made by 300 different species that live in the sea. Her innovations allowed attack vessels to tell the difference between enemy submarines and schools of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/6584571817171291195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=6584571817171291195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/6584571817171291195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/6584571817171291195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-horoscope-from-free-will-astrology.html' title='My horoscope from Free Will Astrology'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-1455609352354699153</id><published>2008-04-07T19:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T19:24:50.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday...</title><summary type='text'>I hate the beginning of a work week.  I've had the weekend to relax (yeah, right) and getting up at the crack of dawn on Monday to do it all over again is soooo not appealing.   My daughter wrecked her car a few weeks ago.  Actually, it was totaled.  Luckily, it wasn't her fault and she only had a mild whiplash.  I got the payoff check today.  Pitifully small when compared to what I paid for it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1455609352354699153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=1455609352354699153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1455609352354699153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1455609352354699153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/04/monday.html' title='Monday...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-7301580873400334150</id><published>2008-03-29T18:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T18:40:46.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Currently Reading</title><summary type='text'>I went to the bookstore today.  I love bookstores.  All those words to read...  Anyway, my local B&amp;N is moving to a new location.  you wouldn't believe the amount of stuff they have a t30% off.  Well, I had to buy.  Not really, but I was compelled.     Here's what I bought...     Lost Soulsby Lisa JacksonRead more about this book...       Double Cross (Alex Cross)by Read more about this book...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/7301580873400334150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=7301580873400334150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7301580873400334150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7301580873400334150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/03/currently-reading.html' title='Currently Reading'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-144603597202648048</id><published>2008-03-15T17:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T17:05:30.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairies</title><summary type='text'>Your fairy is called Bramble Yewfly She is a weird enchantress. She lives in leafy dells and bluebell glades. She is only seen at midday under a quiet, cloudless sky. She wears bluebell-blue dresses. She has russet-coloured wings like a brightly coloured butterfly.   Get your free fairy name here!   I totally stole this from Denise.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/144603597202648048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=144603597202648048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/144603597202648048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/144603597202648048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/03/fairies.html' title='Fairies'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-4054176744422346426</id><published>2008-03-14T19:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T19:17:32.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Funny</title><summary type='text'>  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/4054176744422346426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=4054176744422346426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/4054176744422346426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/4054176744422346426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-funny.html' title='Easter Funny'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-4375820316004203179</id><published>2008-03-14T17:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T17:38:55.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow Rose Romance Writers 2008 Awards Luncheon and Margie Lawson Workshop...</title><summary type='text'>Now a little marketing for my RWA chapter... 2008 Winter Rose Awards Luncheon Yellow Rose Romance Writers presents:  Margie Lawson -  Empowering Characters’ Emotions Workshop  Saturday, May 17, 2008, 8:00 am to 5:00 pm  Hurst Hampton Inn1600 Hurst Towne Center DriveHurst, TX 76054Phone: 817-503-7777  Cost is $75.00 with lunch included  Please join us for our 2008 Winter Rose Awards Luncheon </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/4375820316004203179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=4375820316004203179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/4375820316004203179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/4375820316004203179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/03/yellow-rose-romance-writers-2008-awards.html' title='Yellow Rose Romance Writers 2008 Awards Luncheon and Margie Lawson Workshop...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-3726427361128799579</id><published>2008-03-06T17:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T17:39:40.724-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowy day in DFW</title><summary type='text'>I didn't watch the weather last night... silly me.  I fell asleep in my chair and woke up at 10 and decided to just go to bed.  Should've watched the news or the weather, at least.  I take my son to school this morning.  Partly cloudy and cool.  Soon, clouds roll in and by 10am it is sleeting.  I. Mean. Sleeting!  For an hour.  Then it rains, then we get rain/sleet/snow.  By 2:30 it is more snow </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3726427361128799579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=3726427361128799579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3726427361128799579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3726427361128799579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/03/snowy-day-in-dfw.html' title='Snowy day in DFW'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-767742622521195545</id><published>2008-03-01T12:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T12:58:10.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>70 Days of Sweat - Twofold</title><summary type='text'>70 Days of Sweat-in' with Sven, round 3, starts today...   Question?  Am I ready?  Am I committed?  Answer: Yes!  I'm finishing this damn book if it kills me.  And, it just might.  I will be on a diet at the same time.  I will probably be a real bitch that my kids will want dead before Mother's Day, around the time this thing ends. I am fully prepared to be crucified by no less than two doctors </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/767742622521195545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=767742622521195545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/767742622521195545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/767742622521195545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/03/70-days-of-sweat-twofold.html' title='70 Days of Sweat - Twofold'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-5127410861429560088</id><published>2008-02-27T23:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T23:05:51.159-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elections'/><title type='text'>A Matter of Politics</title><summary type='text'>I don't usually voice my political preferences too often.  Mostly because I'm a government employee and there's this thing called the Hatch Act which means I can't discuss or try to influence political issues at work or in work related arenas.  Nor, can I run for political office. Now, there are many Federal employees that are in their jobs as a direct result of their political activities.  They </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/5127410861429560088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=5127410861429560088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/5127410861429560088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/5127410861429560088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/02/matter-of-politics.html' title='A Matter of Politics'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-5505582156158844399</id><published>2008-02-21T10:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T10:56:41.117-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Are the New TV Episodes... An Update.</title><summary type='text'>Here is an updated list of many popular shows and their future now that the writer's strike is over.  Hope I covered any you might be interested in. 24Season 7 postponed until January ‘09.  *I don't watch, so no biggie to me* 30 RockExpected to shoot 5 to 10 new episodes to air in April/May. *Never watched it*  Aliens in AmericaEight pre-strike episodes remain. No additional episodes expected for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/5505582156158844399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=5505582156158844399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/5505582156158844399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/5505582156158844399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/02/where-are-new-tv-episodes-update.html' title='Where Are the New TV Episodes... An Update.'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-2812751837666557957</id><published>2008-02-18T13:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T13:41:26.068-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A riddle...</title><summary type='text'>Here's a test, think you can get it right?  This “thing” has the range of 8 inches long, the functioning of which is enjoyed by members of both sexes. It’s usually found hung, dangling, ready for instant action. It boasts a clump of little hairy things at one end and a small hole at the other. In use, it is inserted, almost always willingly, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly, into a warm, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2812751837666557957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=2812751837666557957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/2812751837666557957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/2812751837666557957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/02/riddle.html' title='A riddle...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-6147704240342205219</id><published>2008-02-17T20:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T20:10:04.115-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Funniest Book Review I've Ever Read...</title><summary type='text'>Smart Bitches Trashy Books reviewed a HQN Presents by Charlotte Lamb.    OMG, I was ROFLMAO and in tears.   Check. It. Out.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/6147704240342205219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=6147704240342205219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/6147704240342205219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/6147704240342205219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/02/funniest-book-review-i-ever-read.html' title='The Funniest Book Review I&amp;#39;ve Ever Read...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-7944230707164234422</id><published>2008-02-14T20:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T20:59:48.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day Boycott...</title><summary type='text'>If I had one of these, a boycott of VD wouldn't be an option...  YUM!   I totally stole this from the Plot Monkeys blog!  Thanks, Janelle.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/7944230707164234422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=7944230707164234422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7944230707164234422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7944230707164234422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentine-day-boycott.html' title='Valentine&amp;#39;s Day Boycott...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-9109050476728137006</id><published>2008-02-14T20:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T20:47:36.691-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Round Three for Sven</title><summary type='text'>It's time for round 3 of Seventy Days of Sweat starting March 1.    </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/9109050476728137006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=9109050476728137006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/9109050476728137006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/9109050476728137006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/02/round-three-for-sven.html' title='Round Three for Sven'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-1218452047473494486</id><published>2008-02-14T20:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T21:12:18.756-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>God Bless this Court...</title><summary type='text'>Over at Smart Bitches they are running a "Name that Texas Vibrator Contest" in celebration of the 5th Circuit Court' of Appeals's ruling regarding the sale of sex toys in the great state of Texas.  I mean, sex toys???  OMG, good Southern women would never have to resort to those would they?Now, this archaic law has been virtually impossible to enforce.  Or, should I say, it is selectively </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1218452047473494486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=1218452047473494486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1218452047473494486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1218452047473494486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/02/god-bless-this-court.html' title='God Bless this Court...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-7863986402261320893</id><published>2008-02-11T19:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T19:28:39.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boycott Valentines Day?</title><summary type='text'>Previously, I posted various reasons why I dislike the month of February.  Today, my friend Amie posted a blog at Southern Fried Chicas advocating the boycott of Valentine's Day (VD for short).  I must say..."Why didn't I think of it first?"  There are some great comments on the topic.  Go check 'em out.  In a way, VD is very similar to the disease.  It started out as a small idea (a virus </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/7863986402261320893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=7863986402261320893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7863986402261320893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7863986402261320893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/02/boycott-valentines-day.html' title='Boycott Valentines Day?'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-3059507756171565602</id><published>2008-02-08T21:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T21:04:34.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Casual Affair...</title><summary type='text'>   To think I've been embarrassing myself for years in my sweats and t-shirts.    </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3059507756171565602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=3059507756171565602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3059507756171565602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3059507756171565602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/02/casual-affair.html' title='A Casual Affair...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-2296545213908843361</id><published>2008-02-06T18:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T19:03:38.214-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do I Hate February??  Let me count the ways...</title><summary type='text'>It's that time of year again.  Love is in the air.  Or, so they say.  I personally have no evidence of this though.  Truth is, I hate the month of February.  Hate.  Too strong a word?  Let's see... Hmm... Nope.  It fits.It isn't because it's cold, because I love my winter clothes better than any other season's apparel.  It isn't because there are sappy Hallmark commercials, movies, etc., or even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2296545213908843361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=2296545213908843361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/2296545213908843361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/2296545213908843361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-do-i-hate-february-let-me-count.html' title='Why Do I Hate February??  Let me count the ways...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-3153419798419220525</id><published>2008-01-25T17:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T17:56:45.690-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Ho</title><summary type='text'>I admit it, I am a total book Ho.  My mouth is watering in anticipation of the new John Grisham  - Amazon.com: The Appeal: Books: John GrishamISBN: 0385515049ISBN-13: 9780385515047(comes out next week!) and I just saw where my new favorite author, David Baldacci, has another release in April - The Whole Truth.Amazon.com: The Whole Truth: Books: David BaldacciISBN: 0446195979ISBN-13: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3153419798419220525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=3153419798419220525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3153419798419220525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3153419798419220525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/01/book-ho.html' title='Book Ho'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-7525356366587704442</id><published>2008-01-21T18:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T19:01:04.072-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Funny!</title><summary type='text'>I totally stole this from Karen Templeton's blog.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/7525356366587704442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=7525356366587704442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7525356366587704442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7525356366587704442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/01/too-funny.html' title='Too Funny!'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-9085443087417010898</id><published>2008-01-18T19:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T19:52:34.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Take That</title><summary type='text'>  People may think I'm weird after this post.  (They may already, but what's a girl to do about that?)  I loved the movie Stardust.    It is worth the whole thing just to see Robert De Niro.  I became enamored with the love theme from the movie.  (You can hear a 30 second teaser on my MySpace page.  I know, I'm strange, but I love that song!)   However, you cannot get it on the U.S. version of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/9085443087417010898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=9085443087417010898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/9085443087417010898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/9085443087417010898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/01/take-that_18.html' title='Take That'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-2409349099905566182</id><published>2008-01-08T21:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T21:07:14.832-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Writers Strike...</title><summary type='text'>I will admit it.  I like certain awards shows.  Not all mind you.  For example, I could care less about the MTV Music and Video Awards or the Nickelodeon Kid Awards.  But, I do like the Peoples Choice, Golden Globes, Screen Actors Guild, and Academy Awards programs.  I like to see my favorites win.   However, this year not so much.  The Peoples Choice Awards is usually one big partay.  Not this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2409349099905566182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=2409349099905566182' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/2409349099905566182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/2409349099905566182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/01/writers-strike.html' title='Writers Strike...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-68092879534831657</id><published>2008-01-06T15:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:05:22.985-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Believe It</title><summary type='text'>I'm actually writing again.  I mean, words are actually flowing from my fingertips without a huge effort for the first time in...months!  Last night, I got 3000 words.  I actually have something to report to Sven today.  I went from 12% of my goal to 23.5%.  I actually feel like I am making progress.  What a relief.  I was beginning to think that the drama of the past 9 months in my personal life</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/68092879534831657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=68092879534831657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/68092879534831657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/68092879534831657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-can-believe-it.html' title='I Can&amp;#39;t Believe It'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-977003129111393273</id><published>2008-01-01T20:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T21:10:33.269-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Twas the Weekend Before New Year's...</title><summary type='text'>And all through the land, not a decent thing at the movies, so we took matters into our own, emmm, hands. The children were all safely protected (or grown as the case may be) and out of the way, so that the ladies could all go out and... play.We loaded the mini van, Dennie, Sandi, and me, for we were off to meet our friend Amie, you see.Amie, most excited, lead the way and "watch out drivers, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/977003129111393273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=977003129111393273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/977003129111393273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/977003129111393273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/01/twas-weekend-before-new-year.html' title='Twas the Weekend Before New Year&amp;#39;s...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-1733157996705897953</id><published>2008-01-01T01:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T01:37:44.951-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!</title><summary type='text'>Here's wishing everyone a happy, healthy, and prosperous New Year! Happy 2008!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1733157996705897953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=1733157996705897953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1733157996705897953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1733157996705897953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-2898725968853105063</id><published>2007-12-30T00:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T00:23:31.128-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmm</title><summary type='text'>    The Recipe For Lynn   3 parts Wit 2 parts Talent 1 part Compassion Splash of Kindness Finish off with a little umbrella and straw What's the Recipe for Your Personality?  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2898725968853105063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=2898725968853105063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/2898725968853105063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/2898725968853105063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/12/hmmmm.html' title='Hmmmm'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-2552998532916224643</id><published>2007-12-24T01:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T01:57:22.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, Virginia...</title><summary type='text'>My Christmas Eve Gift to You All: Dear Editor:That is how one of the most famous letters of all time began. The response from the editor of the New York Sun in September of 1897 is one of the best messages about the meaning of the Christmas season ever written. Since no one could ever top this editorial, I share it with you here. A copy of the original editorial from the New York Sun, September </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2552998532916224643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=2552998532916224643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/2552998532916224643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/2552998532916224643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/12/yes-virginia.html' title='Yes, Virginia...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/R29jN6mBA0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/NwLb7PaR2co/s72-c/new+york+sun+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-6492662872877460784</id><published>2007-12-22T01:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T02:03:08.572-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Christmas Memory... Pretty song, too.</title><summary type='text'> I remember watching this live when I was about 12 years old.  Bing Crosby, Bob Hope, and Andy Williams Christmas specials are what I remember being the thing to look forward to.  Aside from Rudolph and the other Rankin-Bass Christmas specials.  I think this clip is from one of the last specials Bing Crosby did.  It is one of the only versions of Little Drummer Boy I ever liked.  Great message.It</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/6492662872877460784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=6492662872877460784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/6492662872877460784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/6492662872877460784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-favorite-christmas-memory-pretty.html' title='My Favorite Christmas Memory... Pretty song, too.'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-7724560677485214992</id><published>2007-12-21T00:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T00:30:24.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Fun, Or Mindless Entertainment</title><summary type='text'>Ok, I have a fun place for you to go.  SimonSezSanta  There are two options here:  Kid Friendly or Nice &amp; Naughty.  I know which one some of you Naughty girls will pick! The second place to visit - Click Here.   Just a couple of fun things for the holidays.     Merry Christmas!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/7724560677485214992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=7724560677485214992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7724560677485214992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7724560677485214992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-fun-or-mindless-entertainment.html' title='Christmas Fun, Or Mindless Entertainment'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-8309526615486173444</id><published>2007-12-09T21:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T21:57:11.514-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Irony... Or, You'll Never Believe</title><summary type='text'>Saturday night we had our RWA Yellow Rose Chapter Christmas party. Lovely party, everyone's leaving. My BGF Amie pulled her car up next to another chapter mate's so they could put something in her trunk. Well, Amie gets out of her car, goes to get what she needed, and then starts to open her trunk when she realizes... she locked her car. It's running. Sitting in middle of the street! Now, this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8309526615486173444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=8309526615486173444' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8309526615486173444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8309526615486173444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/12/irony-or-you-never-believe.html' title='Irony... Or, You&amp;#39;ll Never Believe'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-8173031457897857445</id><published>2007-12-06T16:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T23:27:14.292-06:00</updated><title type='text'>'Tis the Season</title><summary type='text'>I can't believe it is already December 6, 2007. Only 20 days until Christmas and I haven't bought a thing. Heck, my Christmas tree has been standing decorated only with lights, which I haven't turned on BTW, since Sunday. Hmm. It's Thursday, so I probably should do something about that so I can get the boxes with my decorations out of the middle of the floor.One of the Southern Fried Chica's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8173031457897857445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=8173031457897857445' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8173031457897857445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8173031457897857445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/12/season.html' title='&apos;Tis the Season'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-8423160651546648566</id><published>2007-12-03T23:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T23:50:57.674-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random musings'/><title type='text'>Over Sexteen</title><summary type='text'>I have taken possession of a very interesting and funny gem from the 1950's. I took it from my mom, who demands it returned to her one of these days because it belonged to... my grandmother! You will never know how hilarious this is to me. My grandmother was the epitome of a lady. Proper etiquette, posture, pinkie finger in the air when she drank from her coffee cup (not mug!), etc. Just thinking</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8423160651546648566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=8423160651546648566' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8423160651546648566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8423160651546648566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/12/over-sexteen.html' title='Over Sexteen'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-2296020242916305683</id><published>2007-11-26T23:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T23:52:08.006-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Week of November</title><summary type='text'>I can't believe it.  Just last week I officially aged another year.  Talk about depressing.  Especially when your prodigy can't even remember that they ought to give mom a birthday kiss, hug, or, hell, I'd have taken even a "hello."  Alas, didn't happen.  My daughter said happy b-day in passing, then left.  My son, who is usually my more affectionate and such of the two, didn't remember until his</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2296020242916305683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=2296020242916305683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/2296020242916305683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/2296020242916305683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/11/last-week-of-november.html' title='Last Week of November'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-5540963964759795855</id><published>2007-11-24T22:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T22:15:48.587-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And so it begins...</title><summary type='text'>Tis' the Season.  I just wish I could get into it.  I've been sicker than, well, a dog.  I'm still coughing and the head is congested.  But, the ear has finally opened up.  I got a wonder decongestant and 2 refills!  My doctor so loves me.   My family keeps him in business lately.   Anyway, I usually spend Thanksgiving weekend putting up the tree, the lights, etc.  Not this year.  Watch the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/5540963964759795855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=5540963964759795855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/5540963964759795855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/5540963964759795855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And so it begins...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-5471068245991199725</id><published>2007-11-16T00:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T00:31:51.114-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you believe?</title><summary type='text'>Santas warned 'ho ho ho' offensive to women SYDNEY (AFP) - Santas in Australia's largest city have been told not to use Father Christmas's traditional "ho ho ho" greeting because it may be offensive to women, it was reported Thursday. Sydney's Santa Clauses have instead been instructed to say "ha ha ha" instead, the Daily Telegraph reported.One disgruntled Santa told the newspaper a recruitment </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/5471068245991199725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=5471068245991199725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/5471068245991199725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/5471068245991199725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/11/can-you-believe.html' title='Can you believe?'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-3944179553790154954</id><published>2007-11-13T21:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T21:11:54.028-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown is on...</title><summary type='text'>OMG.  This is too much.  I have a friend who sent me an email FYI.  Attached was this LINK.  Click on it and you'll see.  Did I need that reminder?  No.  Did I want that reminder?  No, again.  Did I panic at the small amount of time left?  Hell, yes! I am reminded that I now have very little time left on my own personal challenge to complete this MS by my personal end date.  I wonder if Denise </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3944179553790154954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=3944179553790154954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3944179553790154954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3944179553790154954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/11/countdown-is-on.html' title='Countdown is on...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-8711125873863900007</id><published>2007-11-10T06:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T23:50:46.993-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>In My Previous Post...</title><summary type='text'>I talked about Christmas coming earlier and earlier. What I forgot to mention is that the good thing about it is that it makes me remember the miracles that have occurred this year for me.In eleven days I get older. No other way to put it. Chronologically it's happening. The age keeps creeping up. I don't feel older though. Just more... experienced. More of that live-and-learn syndrome. So, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8711125873863900007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=8711125873863900007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8711125873863900007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8711125873863900007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/11/in-my-previous-post_10.html' title='In My Previous Post...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-7846168712434187423</id><published>2007-11-08T19:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T19:27:20.527-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas... Already???</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday, at 12:25 PM a radio station in Dallas-Ft. Worth started playing Christmas music.    Yes, you heard right.  November 7.  A gift, they say.   Don't get me wrong.  I love Christmas music.  It is my favorite time of year.  I wait all year to get into the spirit.  But, gimme a break!  Two whole weeks before Thanksgiving?  That's like 8 weeks of Christmas music.  The week of Thanksgiving, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/7846168712434187423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=7846168712434187423' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7846168712434187423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7846168712434187423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/11/christmas-already.html' title='Christmas... Already???'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-2762568320634945357</id><published>2007-11-05T10:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T10:33:36.287-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's a...</title><summary type='text'>Journey.  Sometimes it's smooth and peaceful and sometimes it's downright explosive.  And not in a good way.  Teenage drama.  Need I say more?  I wish I had a do-over for my first attempt at college.  Mostly because I was stupid to quit when school was $4 a semester hour and went back when it was obnoxiously high.  Hence, my school mortgage.  If I hadn't been distracted by a boy, and my parent's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2762568320634945357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=2762568320634945357' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/2762568320634945357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/2762568320634945357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/11/life.html' title='Life&amp;#39;s a...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-4314205549852230136</id><published>2007-10-31T20:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T20:13:24.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween... or Are there really aliens out there?</title><summary type='text'>  I read an interesting article in the Houston Chronicle today about the Governor of New Mexico, Bill Richardson.  Richardson was in Round Rock, Texas on Friday, October 26, campaigning for his lost cause Presidential bid... but I digress.  During a Q&amp;A session, a Dell Computer employee asked him about the 60+ year old Roswell incident.  "I've been in government a long time, I've been in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/4314205549852230136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=4314205549852230136' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/4314205549852230136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/4314205549852230136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween-or-are-there-really-aliens.html' title='Halloween... or Are there really aliens out there?'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-8643393081645318548</id><published>2007-10-24T00:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T00:29:09.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Pray for those in the path of the fires...</title><summary type='text'> Let us pray for the safety of our public safety officials as they deal with these out-of-control fires in California and elsewhere. And, also pray for the safety of everyone in the paths of them.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8643393081645318548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=8643393081645318548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8643393081645318548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8643393081645318548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/10/let-pray-for-those-in-path-of-fires.html' title='Let&amp;#39;s Pray for those in the path of the fires...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-8221306999731880040</id><published>2007-10-20T19:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T19:38:01.918-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Sven Report....</title><summary type='text'>Is due tomorrow.  The 70 Days are already ticking down and I'm feeling left behind already.  Ok, I did well early this week, but haven't had a chance to get back to it with any real time since.  I've done 200 words since Wednesday.    So, I'll have to work especially hard tomorrow before I report my count.   What is so sad, is that I am really enjoying the book I'm writing.  I can imagine the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8221306999731880040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=8221306999731880040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8221306999731880040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8221306999731880040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/10/second-sven-report.html' title='Second Sven Report....'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-3286134735968025228</id><published>2007-10-19T00:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T00:45:17.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Town Ahead</title><summary type='text'>  Saturday my BGF Amie and I will be taking a short road trip to Stephenville.  She has books to sign!  I told her I'd drive so she could write.  She's on a deadline... Anyway, I saw this cartoon and it so reminded me of when I make the rare road trip home...   My father has moved back to my hometown.  Now, men are bigger gossips than women.  Especially 60+ men who listen to their wives or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3286134735968025228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=3286134735968025228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3286134735968025228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3286134735968025228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/10/small-town-ahead.html' title='Small Town Ahead'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-429720988443548026</id><published>2007-10-17T00:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T00:01:16.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown...</title><summary type='text'>      My friend, Denise, and I have decided to have a challenge to see if we can finish our WIP's in six weeks.  She has edits, etc., but mine is to complete the MS.  So, loser buys dinner for Denise and Amie...  Amie isn't really included because she has a publisher imposed deadline that she has to meet anyway and has a week longer to accomplish than we have given each other.  So, I may be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/429720988443548026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=429720988443548026' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/429720988443548026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/429720988443548026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/10/countdown.html' title='Countdown...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-3310385968047690763</id><published>2007-10-08T22:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T22:55:53.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week...</title><summary type='text'>My BGF's Amie and Denise head to Baton Rouge, LA., this coming weekend for a book signing.  Damn, I sure wish I could go.  But, who would keep an eye on my delinquents?  The following weekend, Miss Amie has to attend another book signing in Stephenville.  I told her I'd drive her and be her groupie. Besides, several other DFW area authors will be signing at the Hastings there and she can write on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3310385968047690763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=3310385968047690763' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3310385968047690763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3310385968047690763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-week.html' title='Another week...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-4125793101882162205</id><published>2007-10-04T23:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T23:22:07.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Thirteen</title><summary type='text'> Thirteen Things that I HAVE ON MY DVR I stole this from Michelle "-)  1. Heroes!2. CSI 4. CSI: Miami5. House 6. Oprah 7. Criminal Minds 8. Shark 9. Grey's Anatomy10. Private Practice 11. Numbers12. Army Wives (Season Finale) 13. And starting Friday (because I really think I'll like it)... Moonlight. Links to other Thursday Thirteens! 1. (leave your link in comments, I’ll add you here!)  Get the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/4125793101882162205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=4125793101882162205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/4125793101882162205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/4125793101882162205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/10/thursday-thirteen.html' title='Thursday Thirteen'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-4356590037505200751</id><published>2007-10-01T22:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T22:59:35.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, I had to post it...</title><summary type='text'> YouTube - William Tell Overture It is soooooo true!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/4356590037505200751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=4356590037505200751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/4356590037505200751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/4356590037505200751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/10/ok-i-had-to-post-it.html' title='Ok, I had to post it...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-7039428027628758326</id><published>2007-10-01T19:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T19:12:18.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad, Sad, Sad</title><summary type='text'>I normally don't worry too much about the antics of celebrities, but the situation with Britney Spears is just the biggest train wreck I've seen in a while.  It would be bad enough if it were just your normal everyday person on the street with these issues, but her issues are fed by a media frenzy that defies description.  In a way I feel sorry for her and her family.  On the other hand, I think </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/7039428027628758326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=7039428027628758326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7039428027628758326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7039428027628758326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/10/sad-sad-sad.html' title='Sad, Sad, Sad'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-9211295994984819840</id><published>2007-09-20T00:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T00:40:00.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you say... It's your own fault?</title><summary type='text'>Ok, Wednesday evening my son and I worked in the yard.  He's mowing.  I decide it's time to cut down the sad end of summer jungle in my flower bed.  The cannas have taken over!   So, it's getting dark, we're putting 3 yard bags full of miserably sad cannas, calla lilies and irises (along with a good dose of grass that had invaded), dripping sweat, etc., when the new neighbors across the street </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/9211295994984819840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=9211295994984819840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/9211295994984819840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/9211295994984819840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/09/can-you-say-it-your-own-fault.html' title='Can you say... It&amp;#39;s your own fault?'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-7097676796293673990</id><published>2007-09-16T01:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T01:52:28.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings</title><summary type='text'>Plotting stories is hard work.  I can come up with the general idea, but the specifics and details that add depth and meaning to a story are hard.  Certain scenes set the stage for the emotions of a later scene, characters  met earlier must be fleshed out a bit to understand why you mentioned them in the first place.  You  know.  Details.  My problem isn't so much coming up with the details, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/7097676796293673990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=7097676796293673990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7097676796293673990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7097676796293673990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/09/musings.html' title='Musings'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-8508139750590601853</id><published>2007-09-06T22:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T22:10:01.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School Days... Never Again</title><summary type='text'> Tonight was Meet the Teacher night at my son's middle school.  What amazes me is that when I was young, I distinctly remember that parents actually met the teacher - as in could have a conversation or exchange a word or two about their kid, etc.  Ever since my kids have been in middle school meet the teacher night is really - see the hell your kids have trying to get through the halls to their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8508139750590601853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=8508139750590601853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8508139750590601853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8508139750590601853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/09/school-days-never-again.html' title='School Days... Never Again'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-5675329080672344242</id><published>2007-08-26T20:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T22:53:03.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer's Over... Now the Fun Begins</title><summary type='text'>I know it isn't officially over for almost 3 1/2 weeks. but when school starts... It's over. Fun starts, fun for me anyway. Although, I think my kids are ready to go back. My eldest now has wheels, God help us. My youngest enters eighth grade taking three high school classes.I personally cannot wait for all of the choir concerts , music auditions, theatre auditions, productions, etc. that make a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/5675329080672344242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=5675329080672344242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/5675329080672344242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/5675329080672344242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/08/summer-over-now-fun-begins.html' title='Summer&amp;#39;s Over... Now the Fun Begins'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtIxKtf4RdI/AAAAAAAAACs/s-O3U0Tp2Cw/s72-c/Missy%27s+Growing+up+years+077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-5875526175433684247</id><published>2007-08-24T22:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T22:47:58.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Finally Did It...</title><summary type='text'>I bought my daughter a mode of transportation. Me. The biggest chicken. She turns 18 in 10 days and I hope I won't regret it. Did she want a nice little sedan? No. Would I allow her a two-door sporty coupe? No. Given a choice between 2 cars and a nice little pick-up, what did she pick? A pick-up.  I'm glad we bought it, because it was a good deal. But... My sister said it best, "It is the most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/5875526175433684247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=5875526175433684247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/5875526175433684247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/5875526175433684247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-finally-did-it.html' title='I Finally Did It...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/Rs-mNtf4RcI/AAAAAAAAACk/Rp5yeaR-Dx0/s72-c/DSC00892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-2709882376286821191</id><published>2007-08-21T23:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T00:01:03.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Type</title><summary type='text'>I have taken the Myer's Brigg (4 different times), and this particular little quiz nailed the same results in about 10 questions. Myers Brigg is somewhere between 50 and 100 if I recall (don't remember exactly - but it's a bunch!)Your Personality is Somewhat Rare (ISTP)Your personality type is reserved, methodical, spirited, and intense.Only about 6% of all people have your personality, including</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2709882376286821191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=2709882376286821191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/2709882376286821191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/2709882376286821191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/08/personality-type.html' title='Personality Type'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-3798943232842691275</id><published>2007-08-19T00:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T01:24:20.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing... Again.  Thanks to my friends.</title><summary type='text'>I know I’ve said it before, but it’s really true.  Friday, I started writing again.  It is a completely new story, but I think it will be a good one.  I’m about a 1000 words in.  But, I have done some character development today.  Laid out the heroine, who she is, her issues, where she wants to be, etc.  The hero is a little harder.  I’ve never claimed to understand men or what makes them tick.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3798943232842691275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=3798943232842691275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3798943232842691275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3798943232842691275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/08/writing-again-thanks-to-my-friends.html' title='Writing... Again.  Thanks to my friends.'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-6191097576732508265</id><published>2007-08-12T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T23:33:55.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IT"S HOT!!!!</title><summary type='text'>No kidding! Hot, as in over 100 degrees. I. Hate. Heat!  I like temperate. I have a feeling I was born in the wrong part of the country. Give me mountains and mild days, cool nights. I want to be able to walk outside and enjoy it, not dread it. Ok, soap box over - for now. Saturday was a good day.  My friend, Miss Amie Stuart, had a birthday. She, Denise, and I celebrated by enjoying a few hours </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/6191097576732508265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=6191097576732508265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/6191097576732508265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/6191097576732508265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-hot.html' title='IT&quot;S HOT!!!!'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/Rr_Z3dXBqKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZTQgGEIMsvo/s72-c/Cartoon+pic+of+man+in+front+of+fan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-1251931081136853216</id><published>2007-08-03T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T19:41:40.734-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random musings'/><title type='text'>Another week gone by...</title><summary type='text'>Is it really Friday? Friday night, no less? I went to Washington, DC for the second time in as many weeks. I get to do it again on Monday. The day job has its perks on occassion. Like... a really good excuse to leave my kids at the house and spend the evenings in a hotel with peace and quiet. I've discovered though, that after the first night I miss the little rats. Even if they don't talk to me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1251931081136853216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=1251931081136853216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1251931081136853216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1251931081136853216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/08/another-week-gone-by.html' title='Another week gone by...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-3821905931253939797</id><published>2007-07-29T15:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T15:45:01.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Sunday of July, or How Time Flies When You're Having Fun</title><summary type='text'>I can't believe it is Sunday. Ok, Sven is going to have to sweat without me in the Seventy Days of Sweat...again. I have worked on streamlining the plotting of the WIP. However, not much new writing. I've actually decided to employ the manual plot board process. Interesting concept. I think I may end up as a combination plotter/pantser, which is okay with me. I just want to figure out a process </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3821905931253939797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=3821905931253939797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3821905931253939797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3821905931253939797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-cant-believe-it-is-sunday.html' title='Last Sunday of July, or How Time Flies When You&apos;re Having Fun'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/Rqz7WyrZz5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/87uaqi2oW20/s72-c/DSC00684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-3411086938432701620</id><published>2007-07-26T19:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T19:37:31.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Star Boyfriend Quiz</title><summary type='text'>Now this is the kind of quiz I like. Take the quiz. My movie star boyfriend is... YES!George Clooney When it comes to movie stars, Clooney's it. There's no one more handsome, more polished, more old school suave and charming than this Kentucky boy. Er man... Another thing about Clooney: he's all man -- from his pack of guy friends, who he's hung with since landing in Hollywood in the '80s, to his</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3411086938432701620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=3411086938432701620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3411086938432701620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/3411086938432701620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/07/movie-star-boyfriend-quiz.html' title='Movie Star Boyfriend Quiz'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/Rqk8YSrZz3I/AAAAAAAAAAs/JkFdn4To7A0/s72-c/Clooney2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-6485300656822634477</id><published>2007-07-22T15:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T15:48:24.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday... Sorry Sven</title><summary type='text'>Sorry Sven. I didn't work up the sweat I needed to this week and I won't be able to do it again until Thursday. Unforeseen circumstances kept me running back and forth to Ft Worth this week when I thought it would be "free" time. Between that and the day job, not much go accomplished. I hope to correct that next week though.I head to Washington, DC, tomorrow. Two days of meetings only to come </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/6485300656822634477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=6485300656822634477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/6485300656822634477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/6485300656822634477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/07/sunday-sorry-sven.html' title='Sunday... Sorry Sven'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-1386062230516536455</id><published>2007-07-18T21:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T21:22:14.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday... Already?</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!-- Converted from text/rtf format --&gt;  Sven - It’s Wednesday and here’s my update.  Does editing and actually losing word count, count in the 70 Days of Sweat?  I have two documents going, one is the current MS and the second is the document with all of the cuts meant for reinsertion later… or not.  I added approximately 3000 words to the WIP, but cut about 1200 that will come back later.      </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1386062230516536455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=1386062230516536455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1386062230516536455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1386062230516536455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/07/wednesday-already.html' title='Wednesday... Already?'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-8398945884627871442</id><published>2007-07-16T21:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T23:35:31.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday... After RWA.</title><summary type='text'>I am tuckered out and finally hit run down.  I have a sore throat, headache, and cannot breathe.  I was hoping it was allergies this morning, but it has progressively gotten worse all day.  Which really sucks, because I cannot take any sick leave right now.  I did take three days off after all, so now I come back to meetings people scheduled me for - without my permission!  All I wanted to do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8398945884627871442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=8398945884627871442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8398945884627871442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8398945884627871442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/07/monday-after-rwa.html' title='Monday... After RWA.'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-7295595538022418932</id><published>2007-07-15T23:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T23:27:20.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>RWA Nationals 2007 Recap and Items of Interest</title><summary type='text'>I thought I would list some links regarding the Conference that might interest others.Dallas Morning News Article - Sat. July 14, 2007Ft Worth Star-TelegramHouston Chronicle, Saturday July 14, 2007 – see comments section… You’ll see what I mean.RWA SiteKLTV.com (Tyler, Texas) Associated Press ArticleDallas Observer (They enjoy trashing things they don't understand.)A link to the most obnoxious </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/7295595538022418932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=7295595538022418932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7295595538022418932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7295595538022418932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/07/rwa-nationals-2007-recap-and-items-of.html' title='RWA Nationals 2007 Recap and Items of Interest'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-9137679945355520378</id><published>2007-07-15T01:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T15:49:06.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Day of Nationals... and Getting Back to Real Life and Writing</title><summary type='text'>Today was a slower day for me. I attended a couple of workshops and another publisher author signing in the afternoon. Brenda Novak had one in the morning on staying motivated and positive. She had another in the afternoon, which I missed and didn't intend to. The luncheon speaker was Lisa Jackson. She was very entertaining as well as motivational.Tonight was the Golden Heart and RITA Awards. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/9137679945355520378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=9137679945355520378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/9137679945355520378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/9137679945355520378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/07/final-day-of-nationals-and-getting-back.html' title='Final Day of Nationals... and Getting Back to Real Life and Writing'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-7399420371340244323</id><published>2007-07-14T00:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T00:45:52.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>See Romance Writers of America 2007 National Convention Pictures</title><summary type='text'>I have posted pictures of the RWA National Convention in Dallas on FlickR.  Click here to see them.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.flickr.com/photos/lynnwrites/' title='See Romance Writers of America 2007 National Convention Pictures'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/7399420371340244323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=7399420371340244323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7399420371340244323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/7399420371340244323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/07/see-romance-writers-of-america-2007.html' title='See Romance Writers of America 2007 National Convention Pictures'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-1214272165015191486</id><published>2007-07-08T01:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T19:36:58.953-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Funny'/><title type='text'>Sunday Funny</title><summary type='text'>Mildred, the church gossip, and self-appointed monitor of the church's morals, kept sticking her nose in to other people's business. Several members did not approve of her extra curricular activities, but feared her enough to maintain their silence.She made a mistake, however, when she accused George, a new member, of being an alcoholic after she saw his old pickup parked in front of the town's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1214272165015191486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=1214272165015191486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1214272165015191486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1214272165015191486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/07/sunday-funny.html' title='Sunday Funny'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-1681465392986467828</id><published>2007-07-06T20:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T20:38:08.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fridays...</title><summary type='text'>I'm not sure that Friday's are a good thing anymore.  I used to really look forward to them, but now... I really only get one day off this week before RWA Nationals - Saturday.  Which isn't really a day off because I have so much other crap to do so I can be ready!  Sunday I'll be at the conference hotel helping stuff tote bags.  Monday and Tuesday are devoted to the day job.  Wednesday will be a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1681465392986467828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=1681465392986467828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1681465392986467828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/1681465392986467828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/07/fridays.html' title='Fridays...'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-5102973737894094015</id><published>2007-07-05T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T22:58:15.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Thirteen</title><summary type='text'>My Thursday Thirteen is at Lynns Blog if your interested that is.Only six days until Nationals. Yee haw! (Wha'd you 'spect?  I am from West Texas ya'll.)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/5102973737894094015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=5102973737894094015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/5102973737894094015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/5102973737894094015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/07/thursday-thirteen.html' title='Thursday Thirteen'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860999698024804583.post-8924365408372967080</id><published>2007-07-04T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T16:09:43.024-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th of July'/><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July</title><summary type='text'>America is 231 Years Old!Have a Wonderful 4th! Enjoy bbq's, friends, family, and fireworks. If you can't catch a show, watch 'em live from DC, Boston, or elsewhere. It's better than nothing. :-) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8924365408372967080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6860999698024804583&amp;postID=8924365408372967080' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8924365408372967080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6860999698024804583/posts/default/8924365408372967080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnwritesromance.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July'/><author><name>Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16253009509190942147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RtYhMNf4RhI/AAAAAAAAADM/ASWmqzK5R6Q/s200/Lynn+in+Grapevine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_csvqKGdDAus/RowLEbtI2-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/2OtVCs_-PCA/s72-c/Fireworks+over+National+Mall.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
