http://www.wewriteromance.com/blog/site-updates/stolen-moments-to-read/ Find all your romance reading needs in one place! Fri, 10 Feb 2012 15:28:25 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 http://www.wewriteromance.com/blog/site-updates/stolen-moments-to-read/comment-page-1/#comment-13035 Christina Hollis Sat, 30 Jan 2010 11:31:33 +0000 http://www.wewriteromance.com/blog/?p=1378#comment-13035 It's not exactly romantic, but I proof-read a manuscript while waiting for the induction drugs to kick in with my first baby. That was nineteen years ago, and since then I've learned to read on the run, hiding in a treehouse or in the greenhouse (not so good, unless there's plenty of foliage to hide behind - the family can see you!) It’s not exactly romantic, but I proof-read a manuscript while waiting for the induction drugs to kick in with my first baby. That was nineteen years ago, and since then I’ve learned to read on the run, hiding in a treehouse or in the greenhouse (not so good, unless there’s plenty of foliage to hide behind – the family can see you!)

]]> http://www.wewriteromance.com/blog/site-updates/stolen-moments-to-read/comment-page-1/#comment-13032 Carolynn Carey Wed, 27 Jan 2010 14:59:01 +0000 http://www.wewriteromance.com/blog/?p=1378#comment-13032 I'm not sure how odd this is, but I always take a book to the doctor's office with me and read while sitting on the examining table in one of those hideous paper gowns with the ceiling air conditioning vent spewing frigid air on me. Talk about needing an escape from reality! But perhaps my oddest experience in that situation was when the doctor asked me to take a chapter of his work-in-progress home with me to read and critique. I did, and his writing was so horrible that I just never went back to him again rather than having to tell him what I thought of his writing. :-) I’m not sure how odd this is, but I always take a book to the doctor’s office with me and read while sitting on the examining table in one of those hideous paper gowns with the ceiling air conditioning vent spewing frigid air on me. Talk about needing an escape from reality! But perhaps my oddest experience in that situation was when the doctor asked me to take a chapter of his work-in-progress home with me to read and critique. I did, and his writing was so horrible that I just never went back to him again rather than having to tell him what I thought of his writing. :-)

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