Vacation!!

feetYes, boys n’ ghouls, its that time of the year again.  Time for your old pal Lexxx to get away from it all and go on a fabulous vacation!  I’m so lucky because I belong to a family that considers a week-long family vacation to be of utmost importance.  Each year we take off:  myself, my Tally, my 2 sisters, their husbands, my niece and my daddy, and take a trip to the most beautiful of all coastlines.  North Myrtle Beach, SC is quite possibly the most perfect vacation destination for a southern belle like me.  It has miles of wide, soft sandy beach, blue water, sunshine, monuments to redneck culture— it has it all.  Historically, this is also a great writing week for me.  I get totally relaxed and the floodgates open up.  If I don’t finish a great WIP, then I usually make good progress or start something new.  So I’m looking forward to that! Anyway, I thought I’d say a few words as to what will make it perfect for me.

Essentials for the perfect beach vacation:

1.  A fantastic book.  Or 10.  I always take a few books and my Nook with me to read on the beach.  Incidentally, the first Ellora’s Cave book I ever read was lying on North Myrtle Beach.

2.  A drink.  Traditionally, the week of my family vacation is the only time I really  indulge in the spirits.  Most of the time you’ll see me lying on the beach or sitting in the sun with a red solo cup in hand, imbibing something cold and fruity.

3.  A notebook and/or laptop.  I have to write.  Its some kind of imperative, so I’ll be sure to take some writing implements with me.

4.  A perfect swimsuit.  In case you haven’t seen my picture, I’m not Angelina.  I am not what one might call “bikini worthy.”  However, I’ve got it where it counts and I like to flaunt it.  This year I bought two amazing swimsuits that are perfectly pinup.  They look fantastic and I can’t wait to strut it out on the beach.  And as I always say, if you’re self-conscious about how you look in a swimsuit, follow this simple procedure.  A) Walk out on the beach and find the inevitable “speedo guy” with the back hair so thick he looks like he’s wearing a shirt.  B) Pitch your umbrella beside him.  Trust me… you’ll be the belle of the ball.

Alright, I’m off, kittens!  Don’t forget to miss me!  And if you need a scrumptious, sinful summer read, I think I can help you out. As always, click the link and discover something new!  Love yas!

Childhood Memories and Coconut Rum

When I think back on my childhood, there are lots of things I remember clearly.  Like, getting a Glow Worm for Christmas when I was 3 or4.  Or swimming in the pool at an old mom and pop hotel in Charleston, SC with my mom.  Even the horrible day that we came home to a fire truck in our driveway and watched as our house burned to the ground.  Those are the things that are burned into your memory forever.  Even when I’m 85 I’ll still remember the feel of the cool water in that pool and how it smelled of chlorine and Sundown Sunscreen (with PABA!).

Luckily for me though, I get to relive some of my childhood memories each year when my entire family takes off to North Myrtle Beach, SC for an entire week.  It all started when, after my mother’s first heart attack, she decided that we all needed to get away for a week each year.   And thus the Family Vacation to the Beach began!  My parents, both sisters, my sister’s best friend and a fluctuating cast of characters that changed from year to year.   Most of the wonderful memories of my youth are in some way associated with that trip.

For anyone that has been on a trip like that, the vacation doesn’t begin when you arrive at the beach house– the trip begins back in January when you begin looking for that perfect vacation home.  Mom would get that little book from White Realty in Myrtle Beach every year about the middle of January.  And the race was on!  Some houses are too small, others too expensive; this one’s ocean front, that one is a fifty mile walk to the ocean.  So and so didn’t want to share a room this year with such and such.  We would wheedle and go back and forth and argue about the house for a good 4 months before finally deciding on the same one we went to the year before.  Since my mother’s passing, we’ve continued this tradition– even down to the wheedling over the house.

Its interesting how people get into routines and before you know it– its a tradition.  We find ourselves going to the same places each year and we actually feel like something is missing if we don’t.  I can’t take a trip to Myrtle Beach without spending an afternoon wandering around Barefoot Landing, shopping for teeshirts and the perfect ice cream cone.  You have to smear down with sunscreen and go out to the beach from 11am to 1pm every day and then come in for lunch.  Night time has to be a steady diet of home cooked meals followed by a tour of every ice cream parlor on the Grand Strand and finally when you’re so stuffed you can’t stand it– you stay up til 2am playing cards and drinking fruity concoctions laden with coconut rum.

Some people wonder why I have such an affection for summertime.  I mean, I live in South Carolina which in high summer is roughly akin to the gates of Hell. But in summertime, we get to be a kid again.  You can’t go home again, but you can go to The Beach.

And its a launch!!!

OK.. After a long discussion with myself, here I am at wordpress. I was told that I would be so much happier here than at blogspot. That remains to be seen, but we’ll try it.

I’m here at the beach for one more day and I must admit that though I’m a little sad, I will be glad to get home and back to work on some new projects. In the past week I’ve finished a short story, am almost done with the edits on my Beauty and the Beast with Werewolves project which I think is going to be called “Beast of Burden.” But I’m still not sure. I’m very picky when it comes to names. And the more I think of it, the more I hate that title. So if anyone has any ideas….

Later on in the week I’m going to start posting some excerpts of various and sundry writing projects. Also, I have to start pimping the next Con where I’ll be making an appearance. “Fandom Fest” is a Sci-Fi/ Horror/ Gaming Convention that is debuting a new literary track this year of which I am honored to be a part of. Its going to be a blast in Louisville, KY on July 22-24. I hope to see everyone there– more pimpage is pending.

Now I feel that I’m babbling (as I frequently do on blogs– one of the reasons its so hard for me), so I’m going to skedaddle for the moment. But please FOLLOW ME… I promise I’ll be a better blogger with YOUR help!!!