humor and a brogue, you can't go wrong

I've made a concentrated effort to ignore Liam and move on. He's a pretty boy but he's a boy. To encourage said removal, I've had my eye out for more mature "candy" and have discovered something. Several of the men who appeal to me come from the same geographical location as young Liam. Like Colin Ferguson (American, but ancestrally you get the picture). And that Scottish man from Made of Honor.

Different countries, same dart-shot on the globe. Perhaps it's the accent. I'm not sure. Blonds and redheads aren't my typical sort, but bloody-hell these men are fantastic.

Other shit: Haven't finished She's Got and I'm off my personal calendar. Hm. Have I taken on too much? I had anticipated another 3k and two quick scenes to complete. However the characters are not in agreement with where they need to be when the second to last scene begins, therefore throwing off the entire ending. Will have to go back, toss and rewrite in order to get there, I reckon. Perhaps today they will oblige.

Boss is out of the office and the woman who sits behind me is off on projects. That means I can work on my books without prying eyes. Could not have planned it better. I might even catch up on my writing calendar goals. One can only hope.

Note to self: "Mia, quit blogging. Get back to work."