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The mental meanderings of a slightly loose screw.

JUNE 09

Gorgeous-gorgeous-gorgeous!  Tuesday June 23 - Meet Me in Paris!

It's here!  It's here!  Meet Me in Paris!

Well, not the book itself, that's due out in September, but the cover's here, and it's gorgeous.  And like any proud parent, I'm just dying to show it off. 

And I can't wait until it hits the stands,  I really like this one, and not because I wrote it.  Trust me, I'd be the first to reel off its flaws if I wasn't satisfied. 

 But this one is funny and sexy and I identify with the heroine, Kendra, who lost like, a squillion pounds and made herself over.  And got the hunk of her dreams.  Yeah, you go baby!

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Thursday June 11 - So much for Scribble, Scribble!

Well, just came back from the Registrar General's office where I tried to register my business under the name Scribble, Scribble!

I don't think I even need to get into the trials and tribulations of standing around in a government office.  Let's take that as a given.  I did while away the time watching the couples getting married walking in and out.  All ceremonies under 10 minutes.  The express lane of marital bliss.

Anyway, suffice it to say that my business name application came back stamped UNDESIRABLE in big government-type purple letters, thanks to some other joker who'd already registered a business under the name Scribbles.  May he have perpetual bad breath and grow warts on his upper lip.

So I've made a second application for a different name, which I won't be revealing until the deal is done, the fees are paid and the docs are in my back pocket.  But wish me luck, all the same!

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Tuesday May 9 - June too soon

Well, it's June again.  A year on since my life got thrown into upheaval.  Once year since I quit my day job and was almost immediately told by my publisher that another contract wasn't in the offing.

A whole year since my self esteem took its worst ever blow, and I'm not so sure I've recovered.  There's word of a new contract on the horizon, but that don't say beans unless its on paper.

In the meantime, I'm not too sure where I want to take my career.  I know for sure that, as much as I enjoy writing it, romance isn't enough for me.  You can tell by my book blog that I've got a hankerin' to do Young Adult, but I'd also like to do something more mainstream.  I just wish I could clear my thoughts, find a new direction. 

What to do?  What to do?

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Thursday June 4 - What passes for excitement 'round my place

Seems like the rains are coming.  Not too sure how I feel 'bout that.  Hate the rainflies.  Hate the damp walls.  Hate having to get out of the car in the rain to pick the kids up from school.  Love the hundreds of little froglings who stat turning up.  Yeah, I'm funny that way.

Love the gardening!  No, my wrist isn't any better. No, my shoulder still gives me hell. But damn if I can't keep my hands out of that dirt!

I made my first foray into a garden shop for the year, and would you believe it, my heart was pounding and my throat was dry.  I felt like I sneaking into a porn theatre.

Yup.  Gardening.  That's what passes for excitement at my house.

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