When I was too young to know better, I fell in love with the Beach Boys and their California rock music. I swear, my daughter was born singing “Fun, Fun, Fun.” Maybe all that surf music was the reason we gravitated to the west coast. So when what is left of the group played in the Arts Center at Costa Mesa, it only seemed fitting to see the band that started it all.
A blast from the past is just what is needed to make us feel young again. We rocked with an audience of all ages, talked to people who’d known the original group when they were growing up, and thoroughly enjoyed the talented musicians who have taken up the music with as much verve and expertise as I remembered from my first concert in another millennium.
And we learned more about this fabulous concert venue. I love the snail shell architecture and the wonderfully cozy balcony seating where there’s room to dance! The concert hall is part of the Segerstrom Center for the Arts, an amazing complex for celebrating dance, theater, and music.
Do you have the opportunity to enjoy the arts? How often do you take it?
Ever since I was a little kid in snowy Kentucky, I watched the Rose Parade on TV and vowed one day I would live in sunny California and see the parade.
Two and a half years ago, I made part of that dream happen when we moved to southern California. Two years ago, we saw the Rose Parade from the bleachers. That wasn’t enough. It’s hard to really see the floats from the side of the road.
Today, we got to walk right up to the floats and admire the amazingly creative artistry involved in building them. What is even more astonishing is that California has been in a drought for four years, and flowers are in short supply. The designers had to use dry grasses, leaves, bark, and any other natural substance at hand to create the floats.
We took a million pictures, minimum! Here’s a detail of the dragon float. I know the bands and the costumed characters are a wonderful, exciting part of the parade–but it’s the flowers and sunshine that lit my dark childhood days. I wish I lived closer so I could be part of the wonder of creating these marvelous floats!
Are you creating dreams to work toward? Tell me!
I finally downloaded Win 10 on my new Lenovo laptop that came with the despised Win 8.1. The new program is very pretty and probably quite nice once I finish riddling the computer with bullet holes. Remember my telling you how I proudly installed my Black Friday huge monitor in my sunny living room by hooking it up to my laptop? It was so lovely to see entire Excel documents and be able to read Word documents side-by-side!
Well, Win 10 shrank everything. It’s basic setting is for tablets at some ridiculous .9 setting that I couldn’t read even if I was a teenager, which I’m not. AND IT WON’T LET ME CHANGE IT! I’ve followed the instructions. They’ve made it impossible to increase all the elements at once. I have to patiently go through and check them off, then wait five minutes for them to reset, only to have the whole thing shrink up again later. My e-mail looks like ant tracks.
Even my IT husband gave up. Anyone have a gun? Or maybe I should just let the cat fix it. Am I the only one who jinxes computers this way?
Today’s trivial pursuit: how do you wear your shirts over jeans?
In my family pre-Thanksgiving shopping expedition, I found a bargain on a fabulous soft cardigan I thought I could wear around the house with jeans. Once I wore it at home, though, I realized I wear all my shirts outside my jeans, and this sweater is too short to cover the shirts. I’d have to tuck in my tops, which looks a bit odd since I can only wear low slung jeans. So, do you tuck? Wear really long cardigans? What’s the solution? (and go naked isn’t the answer!)
To show our gratitude to our fabulous readers this holiday season, I’ve teamed up with over 50 fantastic romance authors, including Claudia Dane, Grace Burrowes, Jennifer Ashley, and Jo Beverley to give away more than 35 historical holiday romances, and a $100 gift card to one lucky winner!
I’m entering five copies of Christmas Enchantment as well as several other anthologies.
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I just spent the last few weeks in Australia—another check off my bucket list! We met our son there and spent a big part of our time touring Tasmania. We visited a wildlife sanctuary where we could feed kangaroos and visit with koalas and gorgeous cockatoos (one was a hundred years old!). To our dismay, as we continued our journey, we learned many of the animals—including the kangaroos and Tasmanian Devils—in the sanctuary are basically roadkill in the countryside.
But we also visited with Anne Gracie (Hi, Anne!), traveled part of the Great Ocean Road on the mainland, and saw koalas hanging from the trees in the wild.
If you could, what country would you visit?
To show our gratitude to our fabulous readers this holiday season, we’ve teamed up with over 50 fantastic romance authors, including Claudia Dane, Grace Burrowes, and Jennifer Ashley to give away more than 35 historical holiday romances, and a $100 gift card to one lucky winner.
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Maybe the reason I add magic/odd/psychic elements to my book is because in my search for escapism, I’m hoping to warp time–must try that some day! But in writing historical romance, time is still relevant, unfortunately. I have just written myself into a nasty corner on this Magical Malcolm trilogy I’m drafting. The final book ends on a particular day in history and even my powerful characters can’t take back time. Which means I must go back through the whole book and figure out what they’re doing on which day of the week. Really, when will I learn organization?
While everyone else is raking lovely autumn leaves, here at the beach we’re dodging palm fronds. Don’t let those dainty frills against blue skies fool you. They’re attached to the tree with wood as solid as any pine branch. And the trees don’t just drop the pretty fronds–they drop the entire branch. On roofs, heads, anything that happens by at the wrong time. The ones at the beach will wash away, but the ones all the driveway have to be cut up with saws and hauled off. The Santa Ana winds are blowing off the desert this weekend, so they’re crashing everywhere. Along with the full moon tide, we’re ready for Halloween!
Because I’ve been out playing this weekend–finally saw Lion King live with the family among other things–I played hooky from the computer. It’s hard to come back from the awesomeness of that music to words that must be pulled from my cranium. So today, I refer you to my Word Wench post on historical world building. Do you have favorite book worlds that you visit?
One of my many frustrations in researching Regency England is the difficulty of picturing 1812 against what I can see in the 21st century. The photo is of Big Ben in 2015. For the fun of it, here are some montages of London in the early years of photography. Those of you who are familiar with today’s London will see a lot that’s familiar. Do these kind of images help you picture what we write about in our novels?
Street life in Victorian London https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KlNzeoyAokE