Hello, everyone! First let me say how thrilled I am to join this
group of diverse and wonderful writers. I write mostly romantic suspense but have
also written light paranormal, a contemporary women’s fiction which I call the “non-romance”
love story, and even a children’s book. I just like telling stories. And I especially
love words.
I like combining and reordering them until I hear a certain cadence
or pace I’m going for. And yes, I do hear voices in my head – or more
precisely, my voice reciting words – all day, all night. I even dream in words
and have written whole paragraphs in my sleep. (Wait…wait…come back! I’m weird
but not dangerous!)
Anyway, today I’d like to expand a bit on a specific
word: COOL – as in hip, with it, neat-o
– and if you’re expecting me to come up with the most up-to-date slang for the
state of being “cool,” please, don’t hold your breath. Because the truth is, I’m
seriously not cool. (Remember the UN-cola? I’m the UN-cool.)
I rarely watch TV, except for the
thriller/mystery/police-procedural type of shows, mostly reruns of shows I didn’t
catch in their original runs. (Thank you, Netflix!) I don’t get to movies often
either, and there too my viewing is usually limited to thriller/action/mystery plots,
with a few romantic comedies thrown in.
Even when I see a current TV show or movie, I can’t retain
the actors’ names. (It takes a minimum of six encounters for me to remember a
face, much less add a name to the mix.) So the result is that I walk around in
a pop-culture blur.
If I happen to watch an awards show, I sit in ignorance as the audience whoops and cheers for people I’ve never seen…or heard of. When the occasional celebrity makes it into my consciousness, I often don’t get it. (It took me years to figure out what made Kim Kardashian such a big deal…although I still don’t get why.)
If I happen to watch an awards show, I sit in ignorance as the audience whoops and cheers for people I’ve never seen…or heard of. When the occasional celebrity makes it into my consciousness, I often don’t get it. (It took me years to figure out what made Kim Kardashian such a big deal…although I still don’t get why.)
Just last week I commented on Alicia Dean’s blog piece, suggesting that “Tanner Channing” be added to her list of
hot guys. Alicia kindly responded that yes, Channing Tatum certainly is a
hottie! (Serious #headdesk moment.) I can’t even
get my own guys right!
A few weeks ago, a friend wrote in an e-mail that she was
done for the night, heading off to bed with “Liev,” which of course I thought
was her new boyfriend.
Oh, how romantic….I
remember thinking before giving a big sigh and wishing for a moment to be 20,
or even 10, years younger. Later I found out she meant she'd be dreaming about the actor Liev Schreiber … whom I’d never even heard of! (Luckily I had the sense to keep my mouth
shut that time.)
I guess my point is that don’t be surprised if I
occasionally (or often?) slip into the realm of the UN-cool. If nothing else, I figure it might be good for
a laugh!
Happy Saturday!
Leah
Stories of mystery and romance, good and evil, and above
all, the redeeming power of love.
