Lori Sizemore

How did I come upon this site?  I’m like a freaky web site magnet, that’s how.  Still, it made me think of you.

Please Don’t Promise Me Forever

It’s a hallmark type book from some time in the 70’s about love.  And it’s mushy.  But it’s kind of real, too, if you’ve ever been in a long-term relationship.

Things My Girlfriend and I Have Fought About

I read the whole freaking page.  Seriously.  And it’s not formatted well, so it’s like a vomit of hilarious text.  But note: it’s hilarious.  Plus, they’re British and German, so it’s got a Euro relationship flair we Americans don’t always see.  Give it a shot.

I wrote a post ages ago about a quiz I took.  I entitled that post “‘You are a saucy flirt!’ –Lake Placid.” I even attributed it to the source, like a good writer.  Since then, every month, I get a hit or three based on a search for a “saucy flirt.”  Seriously.  Who are you, and why are you looking in a search engine for a saucy flirt?  Wait.  Don’t answer that.

I also always get visitors from people searching my name.  I’m probably not the Lori Sizemore they’re looking for, but it’s the other Lori’s fault she didn’t have the foresight to buy the domain first.  What is new, this past month, is a search for “lori zinke sizemore.”  What is a zinke?  And how is it related to me?  (Oooh, did you know google has a Wonder Wheel to show you related searches!  Nice one, Google.)

But this last search term is all new and made of win.  Someone came to my site with the search “are zombies really real.”  No. Lie.  Apparently, I am now a zombie expert.

I had this whole post written and Firefox crashed.  The hell, Firefox?  This one is probably not as awesome as the first one.

I’m linking today to a beautifully written site. It’s the heartbroke daily and the stories there are the type that stay with you, haunt you, jog your memory and your senses, and make you feel like you’ve just taken a deep, secret peek into someone else’s life.  Whether you’re a reader or a writer, you will find satisfaction and inspiration there.

Okay, this isn’t a well-researched, in-depth look at love or romance or…well, anything.  I’m writing, give me a break.  You don’t tell the muse, “Not now, honey.  I’m busy writing this blog.”  You can totally tell your husband that, but not your muse.  That chick is vindictive and might not show up again for six months.  *I know*.

So, for your enjoyment, a very extensive list of endearments for your sweetheart.

I think that I’ve outgrown pop quizzes.  They were all about doing something fun and delving into different aspects of romance, but they were more flash than substance.  Also, while completely random and silly, they were still personal, in that they were about me.  And why do you care if I kiss like a woman or what movie my love life is like?

So, from now on, Saturdays will be the day that I discuss romance.  Sometimes it’ll be something one could incorporate into their writing, or it might be inappropriately amusing, or it might be kind of touching, or… you know what?  We’ll just see where it goes, mmkay?

Up first:  How to Love on Wikihow.  Seriously?  People need directions?  The Idiot’s Guide to Being in Love?  On an unrelated note, I saw the book below, recently–don’t ask why, I had a very good reason, okay?–and it’s pretty freaking funny.  Unintentionally.  Which makes it funnier, still.

I finished Ex and the Single Girl.  This isn’t a review in the strictest sense.  I’d never call someone out to condemn work they killed themselves to do.  I’m not downing people who do, reviewers are important to us as readers.  But as a writer, I’m going to respect the work whether I like the book or not.

That out of the way, I loved this book.  When I enjoy a book, I make a point to note what I particularly enjoyed about it, because it gives me more range as a writer.  I loved the friendship between Portia and Ian as it developed.  It was sweet, and God knows Portia needed a friend, but at some point it became this ticking time bomb of sexual tension when you knew they were falling for each other and you kept waiting for them to figure it out.  But done better than I’ve described.

So, my verdict.  Lani Diane Rich=awesome writer.  The book?  Buy it now.