Beverly Jenness's Blog: Daily Struggles of an Unknown Author - Posts Tagged "i-love-my-husband-but"

I have an author page here on Goodreads to promote my books, I'm on Facebook like a jillion other people, and have an author page there as well. I have posted excerpts from my book and a short story I did for the KWA anthology, I promoted my book giveaway (twice) all on face book. I have a web page as well.
Now all that being said, I posted this on facebook last night
...I love my husband BUT!
When I wrote my first book, 'From Earth to Terra: A New Beginning' I couldn't get him interested in it AT ALL. I'd talk about the characters or what they were doing and he couldn't care less. NOW, he is getting to be a pain in my ass about it. Wanting to approve ever aspect of book two, 'From Earth to Terra: Stone City'. I swear having an agent would be easier!...
one of my 'friends' reply to this was, "Hold the phone, you write books? How many have you written?"

I love my husband, but... he has been editing my latest book. And he is very good at it. He likes to 'read between the lines'. However, he believes I need a transition from one event to another. I don't disagree but the work involved to add this simple transition is going to be very involved. This is going to require a shuffling of events and some changes in other places. On the other hand, I seem to have left out some important information, the problem that comes with knowing what you write. I thought I had included this stuff, but I didn't, so I guess it's my own fault. Not that I'll tell my husband, wouldn't want to give him too much credit, he might let it go to his head.
Then, he is suggesting things too, confrontations, theft, murder and mayhem. It isn't like you can just throw things in. You have to have them blend with your plot/ story line.
All his "help" is giving me a headache!

I will put weed killer on the lawn and then my husband will mow. Kind of like amputating a limb with gangrene, the weed continue to flourish. I have discussed this with him at length on numerous occasions. He does the typical husband response(an indication that he isn't truly listening; the bobble head nod) I have even made a point of asking him when he intends to mow again. He will indicate he has no plans to mow for a day or so but as soon as I put the week killer down, he mows! It's like he feels guilty or something for not mowing if I'm working in the yard.
I thought I won this time though. I waited until after he mowed. With the crazy weather we were having I bought the kind that is rainproof in an hour. I figured I had won...wrong! No sooner had I finished and gone back into the house to work on book three of the 'From Earth to Terra' series, hubby decides to wash off the patio and sidewalk around the pool, (the edges of which is where the vast majority of the weeds thrive) washing away the weed killer.
On the positive side, he hasn't been in the front yard since he mowed it and that's where I started. So those little tenacious beasts are history!

I love my husband BUT:
I'm tired tonight. So, I fixer some quick coffee. You know, microwave a mug of water with a coffee bag in it ( you know, looks like teabag with coffee grounds in it). Added my cream and sweetener and enjoyed a few sips while walking to the back yard. Hubby needs some help so I set my coffee in a safe place, help him then we go sit on the patio.( checked my coffee to make sure nothing was doing the backstroke in it) and had another sip before running in to get a plate to put burgers on off the grill. Hubby, in the mean time, has taken his salt rifle out, a toy gun that shoots salt, and is shooting flies. Just as I sit back down he says, "uh oh, I hope that didn't go in." I now have a massacred fly in my coffee.