If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows -
And did it my way!
~Frank Sinatra
Ok so what am I wasting precious time thinking about now? My God, I need a new hobby, because yesterday, in between the parenting, the cleaning, the cooking and shopping, the horsing around with my new phone and teaching my son to drive up and down the driveway, the paper work and the bullshit.... I was asked to find a few quotes for a friend's new book (mark). So. I reread all my reviews. Like. At once.
And--you know what? News Flash!! I have a potty mouth.
Holy Shitch! It was sort of shocking to see it all at once...lining the best most useful quotes up and seeing exactly how hilariously inappropriate they are. OOPS. BigGirl warns me that it's unattractive to laugh at your own jokes, but, uh, if I don't...then...uh....It's clear, given the wealth of material I have here, that I find the well placed obscenity effective in reviews. I have no fear of words. I rather like the naughty ones. And I think, as in all things, moderation is key. Particularly in moderation. The problem is...that some of my most eloquent and meaningful discussions are often undermined by an unsuitable expletive. Yup. That's how you can tell it's me.
But do you find the effs and the bss and the c***s and the dongs funny? Annoying? Distracting? Do they add zip or are they offensive?
(I'd like to state for the record that I don't swear like this in RL. Not at home anyway.)
I thought about this yesterday, as I squirmed. I realized that I'll never be the blogger quoted in reviews. It's just that I refuse to censor myself. I swear. I'm spastic. I'm emphatic and...yes, I'm enthusiastic. I mean, what's the point of blogging about books if you don't give your honest, heartfelt, often hilarious, opinion?
And now for the Award.
Look what Kati gave me. Aw. Thanks K!
The Kreativ rules state that:
Once you receive this award you are to list seven of your favorite things and then nominate seven other blogs.
1) Coffee. Coffee is my favorite thing.
2)Singing, playing, being with my family when we are all in a good mood. Heh.
3) Drinking good wine with good friends. My fav. part of RWA was splitting that bottle of wine with Sam and Barbara and then moving to the bar (where I had Tonic and Lime...but still) with Rosie and Wendy and KristieJ and the Katies and Mari and...ok you get the picture.Good friends and book talk.
4) The ocean. I'm going to the beach on Saturday, first time all summer because of the rain. I love salt and sea and cold iced tea.
5)Blogging. Blogging with a friend. CJ, Sula, Sarah, Sam, TPig, Josh...joint blogging is the most fun thing ever.
6)Walking. Sunshine and fresh air and shaking my ass in yoga pants.
7)Connecticut. Everything about it. The hills, the shore, the people, the taxes...ok not that...the weather. Everything.
So here are my picks for award sharing.
Flight Into Fantasy
Jenre
Tumperkin
Sarah... Rain on the Roof...so FRESH
Super Wendy
Nobody Asked Me
It goes without saying that Naughty Bits is always on every list.
Kay. That's all she wrote. Off to clean the &#%(&%@($%!-ing mudroom. BLECH.
21 comments:
Hey, sweary words or not, I frequently quote you because your reviews are (were) insightful and smart as well as so damn funny. You can make me laugh at my own gaffes because it's never mean-spirited -- and there's not better learning tool than that, you know?
That said, yes, that fucking potty mouth of yours meant a lot of splicing and dicing for me. *g*
I'm supposed to do a review with TPig on that strange book he sent me a few weeks back. I need to get on that! It will be suitably vulgar.
Splice and dice, old man. It's a honor.
I think I have more of a potty mouth than you do. Plus, I like to blog about awkward sex in romance novels.
Sooo, I'm saying, you come sit by me, Miss Dirty, we'll be inappropriate together.
MUAH!
Baby, I'll always sit by you. OMG. Your Futa post STILL makes me laugh.
heh.
MUAH back.
What was it you said? "Across the room our eyes met, and we knew..."
Uh, yeah, I get the potty mouth award in my family and I'm the only female. It's a gift...
Love you...guess this is one way of getting me to do an effing post.
P.S. I'm totally stealing "Swearing makes talking fun" Gotta have that.
Post Rosie. MY GOD WOMAN.
Hey. I..uh...broke my phone and lost all my numbers. YES I KNOW THAT'S THE SECOND TIME. So?
What the fuck did I say now?
Are you implying I swear like a sailor?
Thanks!
Sweetie, you swear like a professional. I bow at your command of the eff word. Also at your taste in coffee. And, ok yes, books. BUT THAT'S ALL. (Have I mentioned the Palm Pre?)
I realize the award looks like it's for kreativ swearing...uhm...that's actually priceless.
Heh.
Sometimes I shock myself by what comes out of my mouth.
You do have the most refreshing voice around :D
So you are saying I need to text you so you can save my number again????
Okay, okay, I can walk again. See my feet and while I'm not having a good hair day, it's not a BAD hair day. So, ya know...I'll post. Maybe.
Fresh? Why yes I am. I just showered. AND my hair, it looks good today. ;p
Most of your reviews are hilarious -- I don't think you need to change. The enthusiasm shines through in them. Looking forward to the next one.
Thanks, doll.
I used to be a right Sweary Mary, till the children came. Now I'm all 'golly!' and 'gosh!' and 'heavens!'
So um, you swear online? o_O
Truthfully, I didn't even notice. But, uh, that's 'cause my potty mouth would make a sailor blush. Not that you'd know it if you worked with me. I have this off-switch when I'm at work and when I'm with the nieces, nephews, and other small children - but in front of family and friends? Look out!
That and most of the books I read contain "adult language" which is fucking ridiculous because I've been saying 'shit' since I can remember. Actually, my husband hates it when I say the "recreational sex" word. Heh.
P.S. I gotta steal both the images from your post. In a word, hilarious!
Um. I swear in front of my children. Oops?
Swearing is bad? When did this happen? Actually, with the arrival of the kidney beans I am famous for my "Good Heavens," and "Holy Mahoneys!" But privately...nothing says, well, just about anything like a good, loud FUCK. Can I say that on T.V.?
Whoever said Sweary Mary, I heart you.
And, um, reading these comments it is apparent to me why I got along so well with everyone at RWA. We obviously speak the same language.
One of my favorite memories was the bottle of wine, lb. And the fact that you couldn't leave your boobs alone.
You crack me up. LOL! Curse on my blog? HA! I'm a big baby. I still don't even curse in front of my parents unless I'm totally pissed about something, lol. Mind you, I'll be 30 in January. I don't know, it still feels just sooooooo wrong, lol.
I'm ready to swear now, I'll tell you. The mudroom was NASTY. Ew.
Katiebabs~I'm shocked by what people say to you in bars. Didn't that marine say something of interest? hmmm...
Rosie~STay off that knee! Don't make me come out there. And yes. Uhm. Text me.
Sarah~You're snappy fresh and tasty yum. Mmmmm.
Emilie~Thanks so much for that. I don't think I could change if I tried. It's too much fun to review in my, er, style. TPig and I should have something shortly.
T~I used to say "God Bless America" and "Sugar Pops". Now I say damnit to hell. My teenagers just sigh.
whateverfor~G isn't so fond of my potty mouth sometimes. I can slip up in the WORST places. Heh. He's such a gentleman. I think on line, we feel more free--which is a total false sense of security, I know. But there it is.
Jill~::passes soap and cuss jar:: Yeah. Me, too. Shit happens. Heh.
Samantha~ You're so funny. We do speak the same language. And It Was The Halter Top. It distracted me!!! (And who the heck are the Mahooneys?)
Barbara~ Did Sam and I swear a lot in the restaurant? I don't remember! But the wine was good, as was the company. We'll teach you some gooooood words. Promise.
I have no idea where I got Holy Mahoney from. One of those priest movies from the 40's probably. But years after I started saying it my sister up and married a guy whose last name is Mahoney. Seriously. So now when I say it they all look up and say, "Yes?" True story.
Barbara ~ I don't remember if I was swearing either. But the wine was good, the company even better. And don't worry, you're only thirty. By forty you'll have a lot more to swear about. Trust me.
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