I complain way too much about how little sleep I get [I know that, I just CANNOT STOP!], but it's in the in-between stages of sleep/not-sleep when I get ideas (or realize I did my financial math wrong, but that's not a romance. Oops).
Last night or this morning, not sure which, I figured out the hero and heroine for my next book, which I am going to try to embed in my current book, kind of a jumping-off point. My hero is going to be waaaayyy Alpha. I like those Alphas. I like writing them a lot, too--allows me to live vicariously confident and kick-ass through them as opposed to the confrontational wimp I am in real life.
I still haven't found another book to start reading--the Regency-set historical I tried just wasn't cutting the mustard, so to speak, so I'm dumping it before I berate myself for wasting time.
I am thinking about picking up the next book [that I haven't read] in Barbara Hambly
's Benjamin January series because she never, ever disappoints. And I always find a word I don't know within the first three pages.
In other news, I am still dull. Dull, dull, dull. But at least I am not miserably cold. Just dull.