<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:12:38.931-08:00</updated><category term='Harry'/><category term='just so you know'/><category term='somewhere else'/><category term='writing musing'/><category term='Emile Hirsch'/><category term='random musing'/><category term='twilighting'/><category term='twilight'/><category term='musing'/><category term='etc'/><category term='more musing in the form of blogging'/><category term='writing'/><category term='nanoing'/><category term='Completly Random thoughts'/><category term='Nonsense rambling'/><title type='text'>emileoutofit</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-7961759863817543179</id><published>2008-12-01T14:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:26:34.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Must share my excitment with the blogging world. For the first time ever, I participated in a bid on ebay......and i won! So now i am about to be the proud owner of a cute black real coach purse. I just fell in love with it. and forty dollars? Yes, sir, sign me up. I've had my last coach purse for a few years now and i wanted to change it up a bit. I've gone from being a shoe girl to a purse girl. and i love love coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my house is completly moved around all ready and clean to have christmas decorations put up. I havent written in a few days. I needed to clear my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father had a near fatal heart attack...but he is going to be fine. Time to cut down on the ciggs, the eating not so good food and stop working so damn hard. All things i've tried to tell him all my life, lol. Connor was so sad with his grandfather not around as much. But he will be home this week (woo hoo!) and everything can attempt to resume to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means writing as well. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's blisteringly cold which is lovely weather for warm butterbeer (a harry potter drink, i have an amazing recipie!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie:N/A&lt;br /&gt;Book: Just finished Wicked Lovely, By Melissa Marr&lt;br /&gt;Music: holiday music channel stuff. Fun stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-7961759863817543179?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/7961759863817543179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=7961759863817543179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/7961759863817543179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/7961759863817543179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/12/must-share-my-excitment-with-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-7638130891490956411</id><published>2008-11-25T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:17:31.275-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilighting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanoing'/><title type='text'>short</title><content type='html'>Offically, Iam one of the many NaNo winners. I am so happy its over with, but on the flip side, I'll def. do it again next year. I was in such a bad writing slump, I had zero idea's other than ones stored away in my idea book but none that i felt truely passionate about. And then, Ava and Lucian's story came to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i tend to use the same names in so many completly different stories, i cannot help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Nano is done for me, I can focus on my Beta work, i can clean up my nano story titled "Dark Moon." Because it was awful. Really, silly, cheesy and awful. I need to literarly go through and re-write entire chapters, nix some chapters completly and give it an all over make over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I dread about the after of the story is writing the query letter. Not a bit excited at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And....I was a huge Twilight fan. No, it wasnt meant for my age group, but it certainly made me feel like a teenage girl again. Yes, i bought the i love edward shirt off of hisgoldeneyes.com.&lt;br /&gt;and yes...i couldnt wait for the movie to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, Harry Potter got bumped to July and suddenly Twilight was having a midnight showing. I decided I, in no way, wanted to go and deal with all of the fangirls, screaming and shreikeing their way through a movie. So i'm going to wait a few weeks until its on a daytime showing, when all the little fan girls are busy in school, and go see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the guy they had to play Edward is handsome--although his hair drives me crazy--I loved him as Cedric in the H.P movies. I still don't feel right about the girl they chose for Bella. I just can't get over that deep monotone voice. And i still picture her as that little kid from panic room who i couldnt tell if it was a boy or a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I'll find out soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-7638130891490956411?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/7638130891490956411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=7638130891490956411' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/7638130891490956411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/7638130891490956411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/11/short.html' title='short'/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-3277269755442617523</id><published>2008-10-29T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T11:50:59.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So last night was a pretty much another insomniac kinda evening, unable to sleep but i should have known after two regular sized monters and one x-large monster that it would happen. But something really awesome occured to me that made me feel reassured with my writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching across the universe, possibly one of my favorite movies, and it was the scene with the song "strawberry fields forever." and i most certainly remember writing scenes to that song for my story, 'love story' and sometimes, when i think of certain novels i've written, i can actually remember being in the places i created...for love story, i remember being in the tea shop, the sweet shop, i remember being in the school or in the garden outside of the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When writing lonely creatures, i remember being in the classrooms, spending time in my charecters room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now im kinda messing around with a new story, and i feel like i've been in the hardware store, like i've been in the abandoned playground...its just so surreal sometimes, i love the places i've created in my mind and yeah....end crazy writers chat there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i finally did fall asleep, i had a crazy dream about a russian czar. it was beyond crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie: Bram stokers 'dracula' (yes, with winonna ryder, i love this movie)&lt;br /&gt;Music: Brighter than sunshine-aqualung&lt;br /&gt;tv: n/a&lt;br /&gt;books: still none!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only two days left until Nanowrimo!! yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-3277269755442617523?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/3277269755442617523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=3277269755442617523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/3277269755442617523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/3277269755442617523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-last-night-was-pretty-much-another.html' title=''/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-1989477992682482224</id><published>2008-10-26T16:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T16:15:16.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I must resist the notebook. Any temptation to write, now that my writers block has passed, is to be ignored.  I see my lap top, my new notebook, new pen, all beckoning me. Instead i settled on a small little outline of sorts--with names and places only (i swear). But i'm really excited to get this project started because A) I'll be able to dwell once more in the world with werewolves, and b) because i think theres a small possibility i'll be able to make more than one book out of this--something i've never done before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm officially done with decorating for Halloween, looks very neat. Although i need to go buy another pumpkin--who knew a carved pumpkin would get eaten by bugs outside?? I've never had that happen before but i guess Texas is warmer in Oct than it was in Maine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a real slump for reading material, i'm not sure what i'm in the mood for--maybe something paranormal-ish, or straight horror. Its that time of year, so why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally watched 'the strangers', connor included, and it was so/so. I mean, for a horror movie it was a bit of a let down, semi-scary, but what made it scary was actually putting yourself in the situation and BAM...suddenly scary. And, through blockbuster online, i have the entire friday the 13th coming my way, so excited. and i saw the preview for the brand new friday the 13 coming out on...feb. 13(friday the 13), and it actually looks scary--where as the halloween remake sucked, and i typically hate remakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this blog is another way of avoiding writing at all costs. we have like, what, five and a half days? Fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books-n/a...anygood suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;Music- Time of the season--Snowden&lt;br /&gt;Writing-not yet!&lt;br /&gt;Movies: Monster house&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-1989477992682482224?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/1989477992682482224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=1989477992682482224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/1989477992682482224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/1989477992682482224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-must-resist-notebook.html' title=''/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-1331248337164458950</id><published>2008-10-10T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:21:03.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SO-cTHodSLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IRHRkKp-Q5A/s1600-h/lolcatb.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255591142444845234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SO-cTHodSLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IRHRkKp-Q5A/s320/lolcatb.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Do, however, have a small idea for NaNo, and i'm not sure yet how to um, expand on that idea, but we shall see. I dont want to go too far into it, because i want to wait until Nov.1st to really develop it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today there has been a friday the 13th series on sci-fi, but why have i never heard of these before? they are obviously old. Why do they rip off the movie's name if they have nothing to do with them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Books: Nick and Norah's infinite playlist (love it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Movies: N/a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tv show: Tyra banks (god i dispise this show, but yet i still watch it and yell at the screen)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Music: N/A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-1331248337164458950?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/1331248337164458950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=1331248337164458950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/1331248337164458950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/1331248337164458950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-do-however-have-small-idea-for-nano.html' title=''/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SO-cTHodSLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IRHRkKp-Q5A/s72-c/lolcatb.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-1751704841492782848</id><published>2008-10-08T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T14:03:22.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agents</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So i sent a query letter to InkWell Management on Monday evening, i've wanted to for a long while but i was dragging my feet unsure if they would want my work (i am my harshest critic, of course) and tuesday afternoon i recieved my third request for a partial. SO i have three partials out there and i am crossing fingers and toes praying and waiting. I am excited that i've come this far with my query....which was by no means easy to write. it probably took me a few months to tweak the query. ANYHOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am stuck in-between stories. I have ZERO ideas in my head floating around. Of course i have a notebook filled with ideas to write about, but i have no umpf or passion for any of those stories right this moment. I hate writers block. I need to get past this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And it's october, lovely wonderful start to fall--i love fall. I love Halloween. Today I made candy apples and chocolate chip cookies. Delicious. And my lovely friend stephanie made me a "twilight" pie, which is actually fresh strawberries and whip cream, so good. Connor had a fun playdate with her son Kenyon yesterday, they were so busy and loud and just exhausted each other right out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really should get some cleaning done, i cannot believe its four already, today is flying right by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Movies: none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Music: little red riding hood--rolling stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Books: Nick and Norah's infinet playlist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-1751704841492782848?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/1751704841492782848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=1751704841492782848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/1751704841492782848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/1751704841492782848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/10/agents.html' title='Agents'/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-505184078193226813</id><published>2008-09-29T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:59:09.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, as i've admitted before--i've only ever gotten one request, and it was for a partial for my new ya novel, "Lonely Creatures". Well, last night, on a whim after reading a thread on Bradford lit, i remembered them well from rejecting my "love Story", i sent them a query for LC. Guess what? Today, i recieved a partial request for the first thirty pages, a synopsis by mail. I'm very nervous, very excited. She said it seemed intreging and that she looked forward to reading my submission, ohhh how my week has been made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i am going to get my hair cut and styled, a treat to myself after the yuck hurricane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies: Love in the time of Chloria (sure, i'm probably spelling that wrong)&lt;br /&gt;Music: none&lt;br /&gt;Book: Nothing at the moment. in between books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-505184078193226813?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/505184078193226813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=505184078193226813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/505184078193226813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/505184078193226813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-as-ive-admitted-before-ive-only-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-5790904893776316094</id><published>2008-09-26T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T16:27:43.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SN1jhn9xT_I/AAAAAAAAACI/tCa4j3hMwUQ/s1600-h/nanowrimo_participant_icon_122x244.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250462169898766322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SN1jhn9xT_I/AAAAAAAAACI/tCa4j3hMwUQ/s320/nanowrimo_participant_icon_122x244.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my fellow AWer and good friend Neil, I have discovered this. I am so excited. Cannot wait for November, now! (not to mention my birthday falls in November, which is always something i look forward to, lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-5790904893776316094?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/5790904893776316094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=5790904893776316094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/5790904893776316094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/5790904893776316094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/09/thanks-to-my-fellow-awer-and-good.html' title=''/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SN1jhn9xT_I/AAAAAAAAACI/tCa4j3hMwUQ/s72-c/nanowrimo_participant_icon_122x244.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-3977979921642048212</id><published>2008-09-25T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T13:46:25.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane IKE</title><content type='html'>Hurricane IKE has come and gone and done its damage. I was without power for two weeks. Thankfully, we had running water, both warm and cold. But lets face it--this is Texas, its 90 plus degrees inside of a house, the dog and Connor were sick from the heat, it was misrable to sleep in and without lights, we went to bed every night by nine and we were up every morning by 7. Connor and I normally sleep until 9 every morning, and im up until 1 normal nights--so this really through my body for a loop and now i'm so tired early at night, i hate it. But I am also more grateful now for lights, tv, AC (esp. AC), movies, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i got to catch up on reading and real down to earth get out the notebook writing. I reread memoires of a geisha, beautiful novel. Read both inkheart and inkspell, second time for both (the third comes out this year and a movie does as well). And i forgot i recieved two books, "After" and "Crank" both of which i read in one day apiece--they were okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been eating out alot because we lost our fridge and its contents--how i dislike fast food (aside from subway, amen). But its a lovely day, both inside and out and i am happy. Grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started a new untitled Ya piece, which is moving along slowly. Sometimes i find myself repeating ideas, plagerising myself lol. I guess i love some stories and charecters far too much to let them go after one book (esp. if the book is not in anyway meant to have a sequel).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am rambling now. Missed my dear blog. Missed AW. Missed my dear Neil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tv Show: Criminal minds season premire&lt;br /&gt;music: "Ghost of you"-My Chemical Romance&lt;br /&gt;Books reading: rereading the last few chapters of inkspell&lt;br /&gt;writing: YA untitled and editing lonely creatures&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-3977979921642048212?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/3977979921642048212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=3977979921642048212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/3977979921642048212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/3977979921642048212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/09/hurricane-ike.html' title='Hurricane IKE'/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-6686890060408667821</id><published>2008-09-09T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T20:59:46.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Partials and such</title><content type='html'>Today, after about &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;18/20&lt;/span&gt; rejections, i recieved my first partial request on my story. Holy moly, I was so excited. I opened the e-mail and literaly said "Great, another reject to start my day" but i've actually grown okay and used to rejects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, it was a request for a partial. I scared the hell out of connor and Barri as i began to dance around the kitchen and swung connor around a bit (Ok, he loved that). Caren Johnson Literary agency, actually. Even if i recieve an ultimate pass--at least i made it that far. It got me back into being positive about that story (titled "Lonely Creatures")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i got to spend the entire day with my sister. And i dyed my hair back to brunette. Because it had been black, its still pretty dark, but it wil get lighter as i go along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are getting a hurrican this weekend. Why do i live here again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my dear friend Neil's story reminded me to get a copy of "The wind in the Willows" for Connor. I'm sure he would love Toad and company as much as i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music--"Congratulations" Blue October&lt;br /&gt;Movie--nightmare on elmstreet 3&lt;br /&gt;Book--Ladyhawke (which reads exactly like the movie, so you litteraly feel like your watching the movie as you read. Amazing)&lt;br /&gt;WIP--Lonely Creatures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-6686890060408667821?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/6686890060408667821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=6686890060408667821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/6686890060408667821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/6686890060408667821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/09/partials-and-such.html' title='Partials and such'/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-2726219379217576017</id><published>2008-09-05T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T20:29:13.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friends and such</title><content type='html'>So I've been writing a bit today, cleaning and playing with Connor. It was a lovely friday and i am looking forward to a long relaxing weekend filled with scary movies and hopefully a few good books. (i bought 'smack' and another book but i cant remember right this second).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was editing and i noticed something that i have done in my last three novels--i tend to make my main charecter's friends turn out to be not such great friends, they are always her girl/friends that usually turn their backs on her, discurage her, put her down, or altogether leave her as a friend. It makes me wonder if maybe its something subconcious i'm doing. Past friendships have diminished for reasons that were very trivial, and yet i still put the personality of past friends onto my Main charecters friends--which is obviously the reason their friendships diminish over the pages. I'd like to once write a good story with a good friendship intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, in my novel "Love Story", she did make a new girl-friend that turned out to be a sister to her. SO i guess not all the friendships failed for my mc, which is lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i digress because that was really just my thoughts rambling outloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on watching "The Howling 2--your sister is a werewolf' in about five minutes. The name is the only reason i havent seen it--it sounds....stupid. But i'm a sucker for a werewolf movie, and maybe through-out the cheesyness it wont be so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Okay, i am editing this blog for this reason--i just started the howling 2 and had to stop about five minutes in, because a girl randomly said "He said...your sister is a werewolf!" and then suddenly there was a lady howling in an empty crumbling parking lot. I am all for b-rated awful movies, but this was like...z rated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and have i mentioned how much i love AW lately? or how i spend too much time there? Cos I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music--down in mexico--grindhouse soundtrack (I'd dance around my kitchen if i wasnt worried about my neighbors that watch every move we make, lol)&lt;br /&gt;Movie--no longer howling 2, now Alpha dog (which i watch at least four times a month)&lt;br /&gt;Book--none&lt;br /&gt;writing--monsters in the woods, editing, page 213, 48 more pages to go. then on to edit#2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-2726219379217576017?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/2726219379217576017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=2726219379217576017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/2726219379217576017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/2726219379217576017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/09/friends-and-such.html' title='friends and such'/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-1298460948596804325</id><published>2008-09-04T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T15:36:08.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SMBirg1kkOI/AAAAAAAAABw/HbTxZnL4f-M/s1600-h/hammi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242298465947783394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SMBirg1kkOI/AAAAAAAAABw/HbTxZnL4f-M/s320/hammi.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SMBhtNJuY5I/AAAAAAAAABo/KqI1sc5p7Xo/s1600-h/100_2956.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a nightmare last night about my Hammies. I actually dreamnt i came downstairs, and there was blood in their cage, and mr. Darcy was gone. A little white rat had gotten into their cage, and there were black rats everywhere with red tails. And it was halloween. Anyways. I was screaming and crying and throwing rats everywhere and they were going into holes on my counter (which, in real life, there are no holes in my counters). I woke up very worried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I must have had this dream because i was baby-sitting my sisters kitten last night, its a white little snowball who is very very curious about the hammies and i kept having to swat her off the counters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Needless to say, Mr. Darcy and Mr. Bingley are fine. Heres a little picture of Bingley in his tiki hut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-1298460948596804325?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/1298460948596804325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=1298460948596804325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/1298460948596804325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/1298460948596804325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-had-nightmare-last-night-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SMBirg1kkOI/AAAAAAAAABw/HbTxZnL4f-M/s72-c/hammi.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-5241063437153587001</id><published>2008-09-03T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T13:41:20.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesdays are for rambling</title><content type='html'>I know now that i'm addicted to absolute write. I spend far too much time on that website when I *should* be writing. I *should* be editing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i havent been, no sir. I've been lurking on AW, baking up a storm and watching too many scary  movies for my own good. So i am scared all day and night to go around my house because that bad guy i watched in the movie (thinking i was safe during the day,lol) Just might be upstairs making all that noise. So i send the dog up ahead of me everywhere I go. LOL. I always thought...when i'm older, when i'm a parent, etc. I will get over that irrational fear of scary movies. But i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is the same way i suppose. If the movie is scary enough, she will run and jump to get into her bed so no one can grab her feet from underneath. But i guess the movie people are doing their jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mr. Bingley escaped from his cage today, had a nice little trip around my counters. Thankfully i found him and, as hes a very well behaved little boy, he went back into his cage with no issue whatsoever. Mr. Darcy was too busy feeding and gorging himself to even know their cage had accidently been opened. Oh, my little Darcy.&lt;br /&gt;But i digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be horifyed of Werewolves and werewolf movies. Which is why i started my writing and reading obsession with them, which led me to my paranormal "monsters" and now i'm obsessed. So tonight i will watch "An american werewolf in London/Paris". (i have both and am not sure which i'll watch just yet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie on right now--"Black Christmas"&lt;br /&gt;Music playing--"Welcome to the black parade"-My Chemical Romance&lt;br /&gt;Reading--"The woman who walked into doors"&lt;br /&gt;Writing--not. Should be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-5241063437153587001?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/5241063437153587001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=5241063437153587001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/5241063437153587001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/5241063437153587001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/09/wednesdays-are-for-rambling.html' title='Wednesdays are for rambling'/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-4834236804363981060</id><published>2008-08-31T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T08:40:26.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing musing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday Morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its actually an alright start to the morning. Mainly because yesterday was so wonderful. I didnt get any writing done of course, but i digress. I shopped--alot. I made a good shepards pie for dinner. (only way to get connor to eat vegatables is to hide them in mashed potatoes, so it works. Plus i use real potatoes, less fat and gross-ness from mashed potatoes in a box). I watched a great law and order criminal intent last night that i had never seen therefor re-introducing me to my old love of the show itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i went to bed. and my neighbors beagle dog (they should be outlawed) howled...all....friggen...night. at one point, after about two hours straight of the howling, the dogs mum said "Noooo *insert dogs name*"   what irated me the most was the fact the poor thing JUST wanted to come inside. If you are going to have a dog as a pet and as a part of your family--dont leave them outside 24 hours every single day. it gets HOT here. and when i lived in maine, some people down the road used to leave their dog out all the time, even when it was below zero. of course he had a dog house but still....we dont add pets to our family to ignore them and leave them outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im a bit of an animal activist sometimes. I've helped with a lot of animals around the area and i've petitioned for wolves in alaska. so when i find out an animal in my own neighborhood is being tossed out into the 90 plus degree weather, all night long, left to howl....it upsets me. I wish i could call someone to make it stop because it does keep you from sleeping also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.....since I was up, i had a lot of time to think about my story. So where it stands now, my werewolf just attempted to murder a girl, but the girl escaped, and it should have been a disaster except that it isnt...because no one believes there are werewolves.....at all anywhere. So it actually pushes my mc further into the arms of (the werewolf) because she's afraid there is some rabid wolf/bear out in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the part im at now. I mean i obviously have more, but thats the basic skim of it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i watched a hilarious movie last night called Bad Moon. was it meant to be hilarious? no. It was a werewolf movie, a poorly done werewolf movie, but the dog was the saver of the family and i always dig that. But i guess it made it seem as though it were more of a kid movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-4834236804363981060?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/4834236804363981060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=4834236804363981060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/4834236804363981060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/4834236804363981060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/08/sunday-morning-and-its-actually-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-6516765736668974560</id><published>2008-08-29T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T09:06:44.102-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonsense rambling'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I have a delightfully embarrasing confession to make (aside from the obvious fact that I cannot spell). I am excited for monday because its the season premier of Gossip Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know it takes away from me abit to like something so....cheesy and full of teenage angst and nonsense....its nonsense to me, anyway, because even growing up in some wealthy areas, i never knew anyone like these kids. Their hateful and devious and will rip you to shreds as soon as you turn your back. But maybe the towns i grew up in were too small and not gossip-ish enough. But I digress. I just love the show, and the book series werent so bad. I never meant to get into this series, it just sort of happened one night when whatever was on monday night was a repeate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've added 2,000 words to my novel, which is good, because there is always room to add more wc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also recently had the urge to drag the movie "legend" out of the back of the shelf. I'm not a Tom Cruise fan in anyway shape or form....but i consider this movie before his crazyness. So it seems like it'll be a movie and writing kind of afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I cant believe its friday...again...already. How does this sneak up on me always?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-6516765736668974560?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/6516765736668974560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=6516765736668974560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/6516765736668974560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/6516765736668974560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-i-have-delightfully-embarrasing.html' title=''/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-1001207678282961033</id><published>2008-08-27T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T15:04:28.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random musing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've started reading "Blood and Chocolate" And i must say im confused at how the movie.....how can it even hold the same title when it is so far from the book? Thats so disapointing. I prefer the book, actually. I like reading a werewolf novel thats told from the womans pov and she's the actual werewolf. Interesting take and its not done enough, if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've reworked my query a bit, needs a bit more tuning then it should be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot wait to watch "Rocky Horror Picture Show" with Krissy--she's never seen it and although its not the most amzing movie in the world, it is a movie that she should see atleast once in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor and Barri are both taking long quiet naps (well, Barri is doing the dog bit, running and woofing in her sleep), i've got a good scary movie on, i'm working on my werewolf novel and its a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should get to cooking (asian style rice and chicken with garlic biskits) we will see how that goes over. Connor is a tough critic. Barri on the otherhand, will eat anything but peas. She will litteraly eat everything in her bowl but the tiny peas they put in the healthy weight dog food (because my vet claims barri is a tad overweight. 100 lb german shepard? I dont know. she looks fine to me, lol, but im her mum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have a really pathetic confession to make about a movie. I actually liked superbad. I've watched it twice now and i still laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: "Come pick me up"-Ryan Adams&lt;br /&gt;Movie on: Cursed&lt;br /&gt;WIP: "Monsters in the woods"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-1001207678282961033?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/1001207678282961033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=1001207678282961033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/1001207678282961033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/1001207678282961033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/08/ive-started-reading-blood-and-cholate.html' title=''/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-3469328600488014660</id><published>2008-08-23T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T10:47:59.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So Yesterday was a lovely day. It was a nearly garenteed start to a great weekend. I even gathered up enough courage to post my query letter on AW to just get it critiqued. But i made a mistake. A) I said 'go easy on me' and B) i said "i just wrote it up, which isnt actually what i meant. I meant it didnt take as long as my first query (which took me over a month to write).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then people were rude. and hurtful. unneccasarily so. I asked a few higher-ups if i can delete it so hopefully i can. im just a very uber sensitive person and that actually put me in tears. It made me want to hide away from that website for a few months and just feel stupid. i made a mistake, i fixed it, and someone still commented rudely.&lt;br /&gt;but he did sort of basically apoligize after i told him i already apoligized (god what a small mistake I made.) I certainly dont believe i deserved to be shredded rudely for one mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was a bad way to start my morning. So i'm just going to find a good book to curl up with and hopefully forget about it until I can delete it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-3469328600488014660?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/3469328600488014660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=3469328600488014660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/3469328600488014660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/3469328600488014660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-yesterday-was-lovely-day.html' title=''/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-5766658351389032201</id><published>2008-08-22T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T18:23:35.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fridays with my monsters</title><content type='html'>Its a lovely friday which drifted by in some kind of warm sticky but rainy day. I beta'd a story a bit, tried my hardest to clean and even made a delicious dinner of pasta and chicken. Not a pasta kinda girl but it was time to think outside of the cereal box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i had two monsters today, which i feel guilty about but i needed that extra umpf. I was anti-chores and pro-reading the last two days and laundry, sweeping and that kinda stuff has a way of pile-ing up when you neglect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I wrote a pretty good query letter for my 'monsters' novel.  good lord did i just say a good query letter? I'm getting better at it, believe it or not. Never in a million trillion years did i think i'd get better at it. So my confidence is up with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i managed to multi-task. I managed to clean my email, wash the floor and talk on the phone with carly all at once. I have missed her more than I thought. we talked for a good two hours about everything--she brings out the worst gossip in me. we have decided to go forward with our plans to start a blog...a gossip blog, basically giving our reviews of movies books and people we know, without giving away too much of our identity (aside from the few blog readers i have here). so keep an eye out for our new blog shortly, when i have a title i'll let you know :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im querying away with "YH" as well, my british love story. feels good to go forward with so many queries. This is a great start to a hopefully great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm actually carrying on a great online conversation with my brother and thats nearlynever happened and it's always nice to finally find that connection with family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-5766658351389032201?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/5766658351389032201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=5766658351389032201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/5766658351389032201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/5766658351389032201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/08/fridays-with-my-monsters.html' title='Fridays with my monsters'/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-5965867814214116933</id><published>2008-08-21T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T17:01:54.810-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='more musing in the form of blogging'/><title type='text'>Thursday means...nearly friday!</title><content type='html'>I found the reckoning to be bloody awful....and not. Heres my problem--it was a good story line, actually, and paul bettany is a delightful actor (he will be in the book turned movie 'ink spell' which is a great fantasy read). HOWEVER...it was awful because i love Mr. Darcy (matthew Mcfadden) from the newest pride and prejudice. He is soo very handsome, his accent is so clear and lovely and his acting skills are something to take note of. But he was in this movie and he was weird. I wish i could say more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i did watch...and i am spelling it wrong...Marie Antoniette. Which i thought i'd hate (which is why im just seeing it now like three years later). It was a beautiful movie full of beautiful imagery. I hated that the princess of Austria had an american accent--that was odd to me. Or the fact that she cheated so easily on her husband who obviously adored her...but it was a sad and beautiful movie which thankfully didnt show her end. So i was pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to take a book out of the back of my closet....a book i never in my dreams wanted to publish. it was a story written strickly for me and my sister called "Monsters in the Woods" A dark paranormal. Dark because it has a delightful werewolf, in love with my main charecter, whose pack kills her friends and most of the people she comes into contact with from the beginning until the end of the book. It took me two years to finish, it was written in three parts. I hardly write happy endings but guess what? After near-deaths, murder, attempted rapes, being drugged, kidnapped and tortured, i guess i could give them their happy endings. and i did. and it was lovely. so now the querying begins on a dark paranromal sorta romance. Crossing my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i was so pleased when my dear friend Neil said he found edward scissorhands moving. as it's a favorite movie of mine, i was glad to know i wasnt the only one who saw the saddness in edwards alone-ness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-5965867814214116933?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/5965867814214116933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=5965867814214116933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/5965867814214116933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/5965867814214116933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/08/thursday-meansnearly-friday.html' title='Thursday means...nearly friday!'/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-4285054334614316280</id><published>2008-08-20T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T10:55:05.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>movies movies and more movies</title><content type='html'>I was randomly looking through movies on Amazon, because Amazon is yet another addiction of mine, and i bought a few things.&lt;br /&gt;I bought the book, "blood and chocolate" because yes, i thought the movie was so-so, but i heard the book was amazing. I also bought...um...hocus pocus, probably one of my favorite Halloween movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, i took a friend's suggestion and bought La Belle et la bête, and now i just wait to get it in the mail. i actually enjoy waiting for the mail. I am very excited to see this movie, as i actually really enjoy foreign movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and i absolutly adore japanese horror movies. We just finished Audition (and i think it might actually be korean) So i guess it would be more accurate to say we enjoyed Asian Horror. (or i dont know how it would be more accurate. we just like foreign scary movies, the end. and yes i realize La Belle et La bete isnt scary.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About to watch the movie "the reackoning" with paul Bettany, a movie about a wayward priest. I'll give you my thoughts after i watch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-4285054334614316280?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/4285054334614316280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=4285054334614316280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/4285054334614316280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/4285054334614316280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/08/movies-movies-and-more-movies.html' title='movies movies and more movies'/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-6350292708433412962</id><published>2008-08-19T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T20:08:25.605-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>Books and cake and such.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;So the sax player frm the the Dave Matthews band passed away and when i read that (on Perez Hilton, no less) I felt a wave of younger day saddness go through me. I mean, Dave matthews band symbalizes a part of me from my high school days, it brings such amazing memories with such amazing people. *shrugs* i dont know. It's just hard to deal with so many celebrities dying recently. You may not know them personally, but what they have done (their movies, music, books etc) may have affected you in some way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taught my younger sister how to bake a cake today. (her beau's birthday is tomorrow). which actually meant me doing it mostly, lol. or atleast picking up after her, but i dont really mind. I am getting ready to bake her a cake for her 21st birthday, i am going to make it look like a gigantic hostess cupcake! I am very excited, i've gotten her quite a few gifts. just waiting for the last gift to arrive by mail (I ordered her a movie poster, "30 days of night") I got her a trilogy set of "house of night" vampire books and a few movies. I should probably get her a few more things but we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have been watching the olympics for what feels like forever. I'm just waiting for midnight so i can watch Nancy Grace (gawd, i am addicted to that show).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I recently ordered myself a new novel "Blood and Chocolate" which is kind of a younger read and i have seen the movie, but im hoping its a good read. we shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-6350292708433412962?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/6350292708433412962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=6350292708433412962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/6350292708433412962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/6350292708433412962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/08/books-and-cake-and-such.html' title='Books and cake and such.'/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-8470457025076633886</id><published>2008-08-18T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T18:03:48.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SKob1eBE6XI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9RUXGjdOBUI/s1600-h/droolyface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236028122176219506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SKob1eBE6XI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9RUXGjdOBUI/s320/droolyface.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i've begun my new paranormal....gulp...romance! i wanted to go with fantasy but my charecter kept telling me it was more of a romance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So heres the gist. Its about a twenty something year old girl who travels to Peru with a group of friends and after some almost-encounters, meets a group of werewolves, mainly Lucian (I looove this name, i've used it many many times in other trunk novels of mine :) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, thats as much as i can go into at this point. i've got a sort of outline started...but i dont know all the in-between details just yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched a very strange movie today called Mary Rielly, with Julia Roberts and Michael Gambon(ahhh dumbledore as a perveted step father, eww). It was alright. It was just a rainy day, perfect for writing and watchign scary movies but alas, nothing good was on. But i did get a bit of cleaning done, hoorah for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this week calls for me to ring up Jenn. It's been too long. Must make a mental note to do that :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any with this, im including probably my most favorite picture of connor when he was about, eh, 2. (three now).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-8470457025076633886?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/8470457025076633886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=8470457025076633886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/8470457025076633886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/8470457025076633886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-ive-begun-my-new-paranormal.html' title=''/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SKob1eBE6XI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9RUXGjdOBUI/s72-c/droolyface.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-9045175088444762820</id><published>2008-08-17T13:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T13:45:47.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh i do not like sundays. Too much empty time. I am making Chocolate chip cookies, from scratch, one of my many homemade recipes, and i think at some point i'll post my recipe. Until then, i will make some for connor, because he demands cookies everyday. but he doesnt like storebought cookies. its a miracle he's only 36 lbs but i guess we all would be if we ran around like little monsters the way he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After talking about Lewis Carroll on Absolute write (which was weird timing because i read the title &lt;em&gt;alice in wonderland&lt;/em&gt; in the book i'm beta'ing) So i think i am going to get that movie out and watch it...what a great movie. I love the chesire cat. They are making the movie into a real-people version with Johnny Depp in 2010--tim burtin style. It should be kind of neat. Although i saw the real human version from um, the 90's? one of my favorite movies when i was younger. we shall see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, i leave a quote for the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked. 'Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: 'We're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.'  ~Lewis Carroll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music--Frank Sinatra--'strangers in the night'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-9045175088444762820?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/9045175088444762820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=9045175088444762820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/9045175088444762820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/9045175088444762820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/08/ahh-i-do-not-like-sundays.html' title=''/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-8836258495448838084</id><published>2008-08-16T19:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:01:57.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its ten pm, folks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm just going to say that daydreaming pays off. Ever since i had the dream about the stranger, i've continued with a natural sequence of events playing in my head like a movie and what comes from this is a paranormal romance that i am dying to write. so i guess.......editing for Lonely Creatures gets pushed aside for a tad bit so i can flesh out a plot line. and some names for my new friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I get overly involved with my stories--i begin to have feelings for my charecters as though i know them. My horror story, "monsters in the woods" took me about two years to write, re-write and re-re-re-write, but i felt like i knew them. i know them. i know their story and i told it. i love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And I just finished season 2 Dexter--amazing. I wont spoil it anymore in case i have any other Dexter admirers out there. But it was amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am beta'ing only one story rght now, which is great because i enjoy focasing my attention. and its kind of a love story and i...am a sucker for love storys. (thank you for sharing your beauty and the beast with me, N!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top my good night off, i get to baby-sit the kitten, whom i refer to as sheba, for another night. She basically watched the entire Dexter series with me, will be sad to see her leave tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music--"In my life"--The beatles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-8836258495448838084?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/8836258495448838084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=8836258495448838084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/8836258495448838084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/8836258495448838084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-ten-pm-folks.html' title='Its ten pm, folks'/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-5488557128993797192</id><published>2008-08-16T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T12:20:26.661-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry'/><title type='text'>Randomly Saturday</title><content type='html'>I didnt say goodbye to my mother yesterday--im really awful with goodbyes so i just gave her a big hug, told her i loved her and that'd id see her soon but no goodbyes. And i didnt get up in the morning to see her off. Nope, connor and i slept in and it was lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took Connor to sam's club which is really just this store in which you can buy everything bulk and i bought a very large wonderful case of Monster lo-carb energy drinks, because, well, i'm addicted and i'm okay with admitting that. if i dont have at least one monster a day, i start to get shaky and i go to bed about 10 pm. With a monster, i dont go to bed until about 2 am. I've got things to do afterall! (writing, cooking and catching up with the ole' tv.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent from 9-12 last night watching Dexter season 2--i HATE this season but yet i'm still drawn to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always started beta'ing the beauty and the beast story i was looking forward too and i'm so excited to finally start reading. Because i had zero plans this weekend otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;Although I may watch the early Harry Potter movies because i am feeling like it's time to re-watch those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Mr. Potter, his movie (the 6th movie,) has been postponed from its nov. release (and it would have been a great birthday gift to go watch it!) until July (which means i'll be able to take connor for his birthday!). SO now my harry potter party has to wait. (i throw harry potter parties in which i bake all the harry potter recipes). But the twilight movie is coming out in November, so that will have to get me through until I can see my Harry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a rainy day, a slug kind of day. I actually like these days. My little sis left her little kitten here for me to baby-sit last night and i'm having a blast--she's turned into my little buddy (and folks, i am &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; a cat person) but she is so adorable with her little siamese eyes. Although Barri would like to eat her...oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-5488557128993797192?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/5488557128993797192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=5488557128993797192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/5488557128993797192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/5488557128993797192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/08/randomly-saturday.html' title='Randomly Saturday'/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-4971296524048098962</id><published>2008-08-14T17:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T17:21:37.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SKTL9mDgH8I/AAAAAAAAABA/g6qHw_0eRXg/s1600-h/krissybunny.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234532925959053250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SKTL9mDgH8I/AAAAAAAAABA/g6qHw_0eRXg/s320/krissybunny.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my sister. It just makes me laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-4971296524048098962?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/4971296524048098962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=4971296524048098962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/4971296524048098962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/4971296524048098962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-my-sister.html' title=''/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SKTL9mDgH8I/AAAAAAAAABA/g6qHw_0eRXg/s72-c/krissybunny.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-2630924161428260878</id><published>2008-08-14T13:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T13:47:34.932-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Completly Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Idle Hands</title><content type='html'>....So i'm watching Idle Hands for the first time in my life today(as i write this, actually) and i know its quite old but its an ok movie considering the story line. I was always a fan of Devon Sawa (i think his best movie was the boys club, what a creepy movie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i've been doing alot of writing (editing) and i went from 62,000 words to 65,000 and i'm only up to chapter 8--i have twenty one chapters. soo hopefully thats a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very....disorganized today, in my mind. My thoughts are everywhere. I need a good book to get lost in. Lets face it--the house of night series (and im halfway through the final book) werent....exactly...errr....mind blowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i had a dream the other night about someone i don't know and it prompted images that i've been able to turn into a very VERY rough draft of paranormal/horror/something. and im pretty excited about that. I like when a song/movie/book/dream can totally make you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i realize now that because i wont see my mum or brother until september or october, i'm actually quite sad about it. I dont think a person every really outgrows missing their parents when they dont see them for awhile. And i'm afraid Connor will really miss her as well. Ahh well, all i can do is through her an early birthday party (she leaves saturday, birthday is sunday)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-2630924161428260878?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/2630924161428260878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=2630924161428260878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/2630924161428260878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/2630924161428260878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/08/idle-hands.html' title='Idle Hands'/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-3142650223373591340</id><published>2008-08-13T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T17:48:55.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somewhere else'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ugh i think i found every way NOT to edit today--how many times am i going to post that? i watched a movie that was just &lt;em&gt;awful &lt;/em&gt;today. And yet i continued watching to avoid writing. I made a birthday cake (ooo chocolate butter cream with peanut butter frosting, i probably wont have any but it was pretty). Went swimming. re-swept and washed the floor. Anything to avoid the dreaded edit (but like i've said before, sometimes i actually enjoy editing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i recently offered to beta a wonderful story that is a twist on probably my favorite disney movie and i cannot even tell you how excited i am to read this book. I get this way with books. if i hear about a great book or if i allow myself to go into barnes and nobles (and expect to lose an entire day because im so busy browsing) i cannot wait to read something good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda like with horror movies--as much as you like a good ole b-horror movie, sometimes you want something reallly horrifying. i havent seen anything really scary sense..um...scream 1. and maybe scream 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i wanna read something good and captivating. cannot wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one of MY beta readers (actually, my only one at this very second) told me i use a bit too much dialogue in my writing and i'm afraid shes right--i tend to overly talk my charecters to each other because, well, their girls and girls talk too much....as i was once a high school girl myself (yuck, many moons ago), i should know, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time to edit. like...for real this time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music-- "free as a bird"--J.Lennon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-3142650223373591340?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/3142650223373591340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=3142650223373591340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/3142650223373591340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/3142650223373591340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/08/ugh-i-think-i-found-every-way-not-to.html' title=''/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-977230417553239934</id><published>2008-08-11T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:09:15.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I would just like to say...</title><content type='html'>I am currently beta reading a lovely story right now, and the writer is absolutly delightful. I also just finished beta reading a childrens book for another absolute write...er...writer and his story was cute. (he sent me two and they were both adorable little stories) i absolutly love this beta'ing thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the ya fantasty i was beta'ing this afternoon, well lets just say i cannot wait to read the rest. It's always so fascinatign to know there are stories out there that arent finished yet but have great potential!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music listening to right now: Dear Prudence--the Beatles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-977230417553239934?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/977230417553239934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=977230417553239934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/977230417553239934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/977230417553239934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-would-just-like-to-say.html' title='I would just like to say...'/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-7347924838227789685</id><published>2008-08-11T11:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T11:06:02.532-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random musing'/><title type='text'>and so you start to wonder...</title><content type='html'>....am i doing this whole blog thing right? is there a right and wrong way? Because if there is, i'm sure i'm doing it wrong but i digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lovely weekend. Now i have to start planning a surprise party for my mum because next monday she's leaving for New Hampshire...forever, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm re-re-restarting my revisions of my novel, very excited--although i'll admit i HATE editing the grammer and such, blah. But i like going through, re-reading the scenes that i love, and being able to add on and find that i added on about five-ten thousand words. always good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And believe it or not, i'd really like to write a paranormal fantasy but im not 100% sure i know how to do it so it may just end up a trunk novel, or better worded for me, a closet novel that i put away for myself. and thats okay too, i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-7347924838227789685?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/7347924838227789685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=7347924838227789685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/7347924838227789685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/7347924838227789685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-so-you-start-to-wonder.html' title='and so you start to wonder...'/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-5746814924072972567</id><published>2008-08-08T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T12:31:22.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i should be...</title><content type='html'>So i should be editing my novel. I should be vaccuuming. I should be like, cleaning something or cooking something and mostly editing. But instead i'm like one of my hammies (yes, i have russian dwarf hamsters, Mr. Bingley and Mr. Darcy) and i see something shiny (ooo a blog website, time to write a blog!) and im distracted. or procastinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is friday, yay. tempted to see Pinapple express, but might not. I sometimes wonder if i'm the only one who HATES leaving the house when im busy on a novel, because i need to be near a pen and paper or my laptop or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, in the past when ive gone to see movies in the middle of writing a novel, i've always associated happy thoughts between the movie, the novel and that time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, when i think of "young hearts--a love story" my delightful ya romance, i remember seeing "Sweeny todd(not romantic, but good), and Across the universe. and it makes me very happy. i love having connections in my life, and only i really know about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is friday. I would like to have a nice quiet weekend with nothing to do but read, birthday shop for both my mother and sister and Stephanie, and maybe go swimming with C.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-5746814924072972567?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/5746814924072972567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=5746814924072972567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/5746814924072972567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/5746814924072972567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-should-be.html' title='i should be...'/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-1657976895992287920</id><published>2008-08-07T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:06:49.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday evening</title><content type='html'>So today, on one of my absolute favorite websites--absolute write water cooler--i offered to beta read for like, unknown, unpublished writers. it sounds like a lot of fun. I would like to find some beta readers of my own with open minds on a dark YA i'm writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was random and nonsense-ical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I went to heb today and got their limited edition no name brand ice cream, (two flvaors), i got "wedding cake" and "Smores" and they are fantastically delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to join a fanfic site. i know thats really geeky and really silly....but i think it might be kind of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting my revisions to my novel. I kinda rushed the ending and i know it. we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and btw...breaking dawn?? Not so good at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-1657976895992287920?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/1657976895992287920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=1657976895992287920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/1657976895992287920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/1657976895992287920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/08/thursday-evening.html' title='Thursday evening'/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-3655553239292883069</id><published>2008-08-02T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T11:21:29.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emile Hirsch'/><title type='text'>PS</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, before anyone asked "what does emileoutofit" mean...i'll just tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm pretty sure that Emile hirsch is probably the best looking actor out there, and i'm pretty sure hes perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other day, after watching Alpha dog for probably the fifteenth time in two months (i stop right before the end, its far too sad), my mom was like, we could make-a-meal-out-of-it. (she was talking about something completly different, but my mind was all-emiled)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats not what i heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard "make-emile-out-of-it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my sister knew exactly what i heard because she rolled her eyes, laughed and looked at me. ahh she knows me too well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-3655553239292883069?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/3655553239292883069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=3655553239292883069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/3655553239292883069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/3655553239292883069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/08/ps.html' title='PS'/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-1536790580041698521</id><published>2008-08-02T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T11:05:58.481-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Saturday morning muse</title><content type='html'>So before i was even up out of bed, my doorbell rang. Guess who it was? That's right, mr. delivery man who has my much anticipated copy of "breaking dawn" so i started reading in bed and i didnt get out (of bed) until 11:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...and i'm saying *SPOILER*....i just went to Bella and Edward's wedding. Thats how i get into series, i pretend im just a part of it. Much like i did with the Harry Potter series (ahhh, how i miss waiting for new potter books).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im excited to read it today but i also have a lot of work to do to my own novel, "Lonely Creatures". I basically finished it two nights ago, complete at 62,000 words. I think i can get it up to about 65,000 words though. I actually got a personal rejection from an agent because she thought it was "too real and too troubling and quite depressing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it made me think about sad books. depressing books. books that leave us feeling empty and lost immediatly after reading. Tuck everlasting was one of the books that came to mind, but i dont know. i prefer reading happy endings, but sometimes, just like with movies, i like a sad book. a sad book that right from the beginning you know is going to end sadly....like go ask alice. that was sad. i felt awful and empty through the entire book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-1536790580041698521?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/1536790580041698521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=1536790580041698521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/1536790580041698521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/1536790580041698521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/08/saturday-morning-muse.html' title='Saturday morning muse'/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-2208898359867871021</id><published>2008-07-31T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T12:22:09.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would just like to say that 'Breaking Dawn' comes out on saturday and i have it on pre-order which is actually stupid because im paying $30 to get it early but i could probably run down to barnes and nobels and get it for $12 on the same day it comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im excited to read it but its so weird because lets face it, as cute and lovely as the concept of Edward and Bella is etc, its not the most amazing series in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 day, 9 hours and so many minutes to wait for B.D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-2208898359867871021?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/2208898359867871021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=2208898359867871021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/2208898359867871021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/2208898359867871021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-would-just-like-to-say-that-breaking.html' title=''/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144657361359777117.post-4562673228167494100</id><published>2008-07-31T12:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T12:16:12.869-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just so you know'/><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>So this is the first blog. Not like, first blog in my entire life but first blog for this website and hopefully, I'll stick with it this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144657361359777117-4562673228167494100?l=emileoutofit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/feeds/4562673228167494100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144657361359777117&amp;postID=4562673228167494100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/4562673228167494100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144657361359777117/posts/default/4562673228167494100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emileoutofit.blogspot.com/2008/07/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>hlcorbin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11743454929811801762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WhpVYj7SA6M/SJSgwHhjKeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JabhVlDL2Xw/S220/ido.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
