Blog Schedule

I’ve been having trouble coming up with ideas for the blog. I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again, I’m really not that interesting. I love to write stories that give people lives much more exciting, dangerous, and thrilling than my own. It’s fun, exciting, and I can’t imagine doing anything else with my life.

Writing novels, however, is much different than writing blog posts. I never know what to say, how I’ll be perceived, or what backlash I may incur. Yeah, I actually think about these things. My brain is going twenty-four/seven. The world is often very loud to me, which is why I like getting lost in my stories, having a fan on for white noise at night, and putting on headphones when I’m walking around in the world.

Hey, I said I was boring, I never said I wasn’t strange.

Anyway, back to the point. In order to keep the blog going without long splotches of quiet, I’m going to incorporate a blog schedule, a sort of meme thing that I’ll be posting to every week. Sure, I’ll have other personalized posts and maybe a short story or two in between, but this gives me some guidance and an idea of what to post. Once I have the schedule set, I won’t feel like digging my fingers into brain and swirling around the gray matter to come up with an idea.

Sometimes, templates are good.

So, starting tomorrow, this will be the new itinerary for Romancing With Danger.

Sunday: Snippets – Bits about what’s going on in my writing world
Monday: Man Candy – Male characters I love and why.
Tuesday: Tastings – Food I like or want to try
Wednesday: Watching’s – Something on TV I love, whether past or present.
Thursday: Novels – Books I love and would recommend.
Friday: Facts – Things I’ve learned, whether about writing or life.
Saturday: Something Happened – Just a recap of something that happened during the week that I want to talk about.

I still can’t promise it’s going to be interesting, but at least it keeps my blog from having tumbleweeds blowing through.



Well, if you haven’t figure it out now, WWWriting is doing pretty damn well. With that in mind, it’s being moved off my person site and being given what it deserves-a site of its own. Yup, that’s right, off my site, and onto its own!

New Website



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So, if you’ve been following my personal blog to watch Whiskey, Wine, & Writing (as I suspect you have been because let’s face it, that’s the most interesting thing on this blog!) then it’s time to start following WWWriting at it’s new home, as here, there isn’t going to be much more about it.

But that means my blog is FREEEEEEEE to be mine again. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Yeah, I don’t know what that means, but I suppose we’ll find out. I have a few blog hops to do, but otherwise, I’m gonna have to rethink this. Hrmmmm!

A Post About Nothing….

It’s not secret that lately the blog had not been my friend.  The words have not wanted to come.  Part of me thinks it’s because I’m not jobless and doing a million and one things from home, so I feel like I have nothing to talk about.  I haven’t been out during the day to see what’s going on in the life of random strangers, who are probably struggling with debt, fantasizing about shoes, or driving with their knee. Maybe they’re talking with friends,  twerking or whatever the hell they call it now.  Shaking your ass, has forever, and will forever be known as booty dancing.  Sorry kids, Miley Cyrus did not make it up.  She just seems to have degraded it.  I wonder a lot about what other people do during the day, and seem to think that in my stories I can come up with a million and one things for my characters to be doing.

Then I’ll be sitting on the couch next to my husband.

Hubby: “What do you want to do today babe?”

Me: “I don’t know.  What do you want to do?”

Hubby:  “I don’t know.”

We go back to watching TV, talking about mundane things in life, this bill needs to be paid, that person called, I have an assignment due.

Twenty minutes later.

Hubby: “So did you come up with anything?”

Me: “Nope.  You?”

Hubby: “Nope.”

Okay then.  And this is our conversation.

We can talk for hours, watch TV, play Magic The Gathering,  chase each other around the house, and just make each other laugh for no apparent reason.  We’re good at that.  However, when it comes to going out – we’re pretty damn boring.

Then I think about it a little more.  It’s not that we can’t come up with anything to do.  For crap on a crackers sake we live in the city.  There’s  museums, movies, Seaworld, Lion Country Safari, the zoo, the Rapids, the beach, plenty of overpriced restaurants with subpar food, comic shops (Tate’s it’s all about Tate’s), parks, canoeing.  So why when we sit there does nothing come to mind?

Oh right.  We don’t actually consider any of this an option cause we’re B to the R to O to the K to the E.

Yes, that’s right.  We’re poor.  It doesn’t help that I no longer have a job, but I’m sorry my ambition in life goes higher than being a secretary.  What can I say?  I’ve got dreams like that.

The hubby has recently graduated as a Nuclear Med Tech.  Has all his licenses and certifications.  However, it’s a small job niche, and everyone wants several years experience.  Which isn’t going to happen for a new grad.  I’ve been telling him to apply to them anyways.

So as you can see, I’ve broken my blogging muse.  However this post literally is about nothing.  It’s ramblings about a million different thoughts and drifting whisps of muses going through my head.  Nothing complete or solid, but hey, it’s writing. Writing nothing is better than not writing at all in my opinion.