Friday, June 1, 2012

This Week in Writing

I did some edits on Death to the Undead and sent them back to the publisher.  I still have no concrete release date on that story.  I was told April, then the end of May, then it was pushed back to July, and now it might come out at the end of June if we can get the edits done.  When it actually goes on sale, then I'll let you know!

I finished the first round of revisions for the middle grade book, and I plan on starting the second this weekend.  I have a content edit to do for a collection of short stories (not mine), but I can squeeze them both in.  There's no rush to have either of them done.

Last night, I turned on the TV for the boys, who thought they wanted to watch cartoons.  It was on the Spike channel, which was showing Impact Wrestling.  Immediately, the 5 year old said he wanted to watch fighting, so, naturally, I left it on that channel.

I can't tell you how long it's been since I've watched wrestling.  I used to be a HUGE fan!  I watched it back in the day when the WCW was still around.  My favorites were Big Poppa Pump and Buff Bagwell, along with a host of others.  My friends and I would rent a box every month so we could watch whatever pay-per-view was on. (After wrestling was over, we watched Mystery Science Theater 3000.)  We attended several events down in Denver.

I don't know who any of the new wrestlers are, but there was one who showed up last night that I recognized.  And, yes, I realize it is all choreographed.  However, that doesn't change the fact that the wrestlers still get hurt and it's highly entertaining.  It brought back a lot of memories.

But I digress.  While the show was on, since my children have to mimic everything they see on TV, they decided they needed to fight, too.  There is nothing more hilarious than watching a 3 year old and a 5 year old kicking each other from the "top rope" (the recliner) and smacking each other on the chest (which, yes, leads to one of them crying), except maybe watching grown men do it.

Have a great weekend!


JamieM said...

Ah memories. I remember that every single month we had no earthly idea how to hook up that stupid box. It's like I was incapable of retaining that information even after having done it half a dozen times. I miss those days. Wrestling and MST3K were the best.

Pembroke Sinclair said...

I'm sure the inordinate amount of drinking that took place between each hook up had nothing to do with it!

Yes, those were some awesome times!