And the chooks shall lead the way....

So, the chooks decided in their infinite wisdom to rip up part of the lawn. I looked at it and thought you little bitches. Women. Pains in the arse. Not me, of course. Anyway, I decided to buy some pavers to pave over the ripped up area and deter more random acts of hormonal chookery. The pavers looked so good that I ripped up another area and extended the paving further. Huh. And the chooks shall lead the way.

Chooks – really bad to the bone contrary buggers or visionaries?  

Because...

...sometimes it's just nice to look, wonder, appreciate and ponder possibilities. 

Go the tatas...

Absolutely love this comment...

Anonymous has left a new comment on your post "Boycott bullies...":

I never shop there looks like you stepped off a tween tv shop if you do and I am a grown a** woman with tatas, hips and a** and glad of it

Posted by Anonymous to Amarinda Jones at 9 May 2013 3:25 pm 

Yeah, I'm pretty proud of my tatas too.

Boycott bullies...

Uh huh...bullying comes in all forms. 

"CEO, Mike Jeffries, 'doesn't want larger people shopping in his store, he wants thin and beautiful people.

'He doesn't want his core customers to see people who aren't as hot as them wearing his clothing,' Mr Lewis added. 'People who wear his clothing should feel like they're one of the "cool kids."'

'We go after the cool kids. We go after the attractive all-American kid with a great attitude and a lot of friends. A lot of people don’t belong [in our clothes], and they can’t belong. Are we exclusionary? Absolutely.'

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-2320868/Thin-beautiful-customers-ONLY-How-Abercrombie--Fitch-doesnt-want-larger-people-shopping-stores.html

Gee, if only, as a human being, I was perfect then I would shop at Abercrombie and Fitch. Oh, no wait...I wouldn't. I believe in equality. I don't believe that's a dress size for them.  

The arvo email…

We have a critical situation that needs to be rectified immediately. Please advise immediate course of action to avoid catastrophe.
Is it really critical?
Well, pretty critical.
Catastrophe?
Sorta – well, they think so.
They?
It’s a pushy woman.
Oh, her. Can it wait until next week?
Sure. I don’t want to interrupt you guys if you’re busy.
Yeah, we have a couple of meetings tomorrow and I’m away for a couple of days after that.
Going somewhere nice?
Nope, just lazing around at home.
Okay, well, this can wait.
Are you sure?
Yeah, it’s only pretty critical – not like its super critical.
Well, yeah, super critical could be done but pretty critical is well, just pretty…you know?
Yeah. Let ‘em wait.
Er hello? I’m cc’d on the email.
Oh
Oh
So I’m thinking this needs to be rectified now as worlds will indeed collide. While I understand there is protocol, havering, corporate bullshitting, work avoidance and navel gazing involved and clearly I’m not high enough up the food chain to understand this at your level, all I can say is please do what I want now.
We can do it tomorrow 

Yeah, we planned to do it tomorrow.
Of course you did.      

Pacesetters...

I was standing, waiting for someone, watching these kids around 10 or 11 years old – they looked like a football team – running around a sporting field. Every lap they took, one kid, behind them all, got slower and slower but he kept on running. He didn’t stop for a second. He didn’t give up because he was last. He just ran. When they finally finished their run and the rest were waiting for him, he ran it in, stopped and looked at them as if to say ‘what next?’ These are people I call pacesetters. Nope, they’re never at the front. They don’t aim to be. How are they pace setters then? Maybe because they motivate less strong individuals fearful of being last to try harder. Maybe it's because they can keep up that pace forever as the front of the pack generally dies after their sprint. Or maybe, they just don’t give a crap that they come last because their pace is their own and they don’t have to be like everyone else at the front.

Pacesetters…never underestimate them.     

Multiple orgasms...

I’ve started reading the Anita Blake Vampire Hunter series by Laurell K Hamilton. I’ve just finished book 4. What I find interesting about the series is the heroine, kick-arse, strong, in control, deadly Anita, isn’t into pre-marital sex – sex has to mean something – it’s a commitment.  I find her an intriguing character in a book where sex doesn’t sell the story. It made me think about heroines in ebooks. It’s no secret that sex sells ebooks and in many cases fills in for plot when the author can’t think of a plot other than the hero/heroes (depends what the current trend is and how hungry you are for a contract) protects the heroine while indulging in mutual shagging two minutes after meeting her and oh yeah, there’s something about a bad guy but back to the multiple orgasms. You don’t seem to get that in paperbacks, except for E.L's Shades of Monotonous Tedium but then that’s just a rip off of Nine and a Half Weeks and while kudos to the author for making a shite-load of money, it’s still just two tedious people having ho-hum-gosh-gee-blink-gasp-he wouldn’t-giggle-snore-stupid slapper-sex.

Is sex in ebooks easier and vitally necessary to write in because most writers don’t go past the 50k mark and sex adds to the word count? If you can write past this word count, does it mean you have the ability to write a plot and therefore while sex is important, the characters don’t have to fuck like bunnies – an ebook writer expression – to get a contract and therefore should consider writing for real publishers?  Am I being hard on ebook writers lacking wordage and plot? Yes. But I can be. I’m one of them. I have first hand experience of the industry. This Anita Blake series has me thinking about what women want, about writers and publishers and I’m thinking ebooks = cheap sex and paperbacks = plot.