Can someone please tell me what happened with Karen Hayes last night on 24? During that blackmail confrontation with Tom Lennox, she seemed totally unthreatened, ready to take whatever he was dishing out. And then in the next scene, she’s offering her resignation. I don’t get it…have I missed something, or are we not supposed to know what’s going on yet?

Also…where were the guards in the detention center when Walid was getting beaten up?!

Usually I can suspend my disbelief pretty well for this show…how Jack’s cell phone works absolutely anywhere and can do absolutely anything, and how he can be anywhere in the city of LA in less than an hour… We can’t even do that in Houston…

But last night stumped me.

I don’t want to jinx anything, but I think that I’ve got myself a critique partner! I’m very excited! I’ve been waffling over whether to try to look for someone for a while now, and I just sort of tripped over this opportunity.

We’ve exchanged pages…quite a few of them actually…and we both have similar writing styles and enjoy each other’s writing. She gave me some really good comments on my work, and I hope that my comments on hers prove useful. We’ve both expressed interest in continuing to ‘try each other out’, so we’ll see.

She’s got three little kids, I’ve got two, so our exchanges may be a little infrequent, but once we work out a system, I think this will be really helpful for me. It’s so useful to get a second opinion–I’ve been writing ‘alone’ for so very long now that this will be a very big change. I’m crossing my fingers, hoping it works out…

P.S. For those of you I haven’t visited in a little bit…so sorry…I’ve been busy, and blogger has fallen through the cracks. I’ll catch up soon!

Today is a little sentimental for me…my youngest son is turning five. Even though he seems to be growing up fast, this is a definite milestone. In the fall he’ll be going to kindergarten…he’s gone from toddler to big boy really, really quick. Admittedly it didn’t seem quick at the time…

Today is just a fun day for him (sort of). I had planned to go get new tires put on the car, but he told me a perfect birthday would be a day without errands, so we’re not going. The bad news is we’re going to the doctor’s office this afternoon for physicals. How could I, you ask? Particularly as there will almost certainly be chicken pox shots for both my boys. It’s a long story, but we’ll try to get past it with Sonic milkshakes afterwards. Then later they’ll be presents and cake: chocolate cake with vanilla frosting, so I think it’ll turn out okay.

Birthday boy wanted to sit on my lap today to watch a movie, so maybe he’ll still be my baby for a little while yet.