tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post309538698622238013..comments2024-03-11T16:14:49.158-07:00Comments on Don't pet me, I'm writing: Revenge in a red dressTAWNA FENSKEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11468819219529035563noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-34876233333215834312011-02-09T21:13:32.687-08:002011-02-09T21:13:32.687-08:00I love how so many of you have red dress fantasies...I love how so many of you have red dress fantasies, too! Thanks for sharing them, guys. Keep it up!<br /><br />TawnaTAWNA FENSKEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11468819219529035563noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-89173515872392100092011-02-09T17:54:08.752-08:002011-02-09T17:54:08.752-08:00I love this post! I can certainly think of a few ...I love this post! I can certainly think of a few people who I'd like to run into on the days I'm shining.<br /><br />The fact that you could wear a great red dress whilst fixing a toliet is exactly why I enjoy your blog so much!<br /><br />PenelopePenelopehttp://penelopelife.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-60783045055208449682011-02-09T11:26:25.747-08:002011-02-09T11:26:25.747-08:00The opposite always happens to me -- I run into my...The opposite always happens to me -- I run into my husband's exes when I'm wearing old sweats, thick glasses, a sloppy ponytail, and no-sleep face. It's a look that's a guaranteed run-into-the-wrong-person magnet. One would think I'd get the hint and CHANGE the look, but alas, I just don't see it happening...Elisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06225471113260880740noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-39159752498759696292011-02-08T18:16:39.772-08:002011-02-08T18:16:39.772-08:00Just my ex and his hooker - but I kill them both i...Just my ex and his hooker - but I kill them both in every book I write, so...revenge is sweet! ;)<br /><br />Always love your blog!Kim Mullicanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08379949268188977298noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-73778917321987234842011-02-08T15:29:02.126-08:002011-02-08T15:29:02.126-08:00Yes. I can see them now. A couple girls who were r...Yes. I can see them now. A couple girls who were rotten to me in middle school, and my ex boyfriend. Sometimes, I do daydream about it :)Heather Hellmannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09181976810034907941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-52988181625044335052011-02-08T15:19:31.243-08:002011-02-08T15:19:31.243-08:00LOVED this post. I'm sure people think it'...LOVED this post. I'm sure people think it's hot that a woman can fix a toilet. One time I was changing my oil in a skirt on my street and some guy driving by shouted, "That is the hottest thing I've ever seen!"<br /><br />I'm glad he didn't see me spill it everywhere...might have changed his mind...cough...<br /><br />Ohhh, I have someone in mind alright.<br /><br />Psh. I want him to see me in it so I can be the one to walk away for once. Even though I'll probably wake up the next day in his bed.<br /><br />It's the thought that counts, right?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-13802028856837261172011-02-08T14:50:41.884-08:002011-02-08T14:50:41.884-08:00I love the humor in this post and I've decided...I love the humor in this post and I've decided all female writers do need a little red dress. Put back the pizazz into our lives. <br /><br />Thanks for the lift in spirits on this snowy day in OH.<br />Blessings.B. WHITTINGTONhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10362600188243508446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-35793099070360220802011-02-08T11:49:23.117-08:002011-02-08T11:49:23.117-08:00Hi all! Tawna, I just started following your blog ...Hi all! Tawna, I just started following your blog yesterday ... love it, by the way. Hilarious. I'm a brand-spanking new writer. Actually you probably couldn't even call me a writer yet because I've only written two pages so far that I'm going to re-write first chance I get. But, I do hope to have that red dress moment someday :). Might not be for becoming a famous author, but who knows? In fact, my HS reunion is next year so I've got a lot of work to do!Keriann Greaney Martinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00584000678535698327noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-23499161867014694272011-02-08T11:21:22.316-08:002011-02-08T11:21:22.316-08:00Oh I sooooooooo know who it would be. She's d...Oh I sooooooooo know who it would be. She's dead now but I believe in heaven!!! lol Geoffery you are a funny boy and I totaly agree with your post!!Terryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12055309422003008896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-14522200576848441192011-02-08T10:58:11.206-08:002011-02-08T10:58:11.206-08:00@Geoffrey lol -- love that idea for an acknowledgm...@Geoffrey lol -- love that idea for an acknowledgment page. And yes, Tawna, been there and felt that. I'd like to think I'll be a bigger person should the time ever come, but who knows? Instead of the red dress, however, I'm going to wear my new Pajama Jeans which I LOVE and may never take off. Which might stir up an interesting moment at a book signing in and of itself.Idiot Cookhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11865748428499401466noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-28805806899813193732011-02-08T10:55:06.298-08:002011-02-08T10:55:06.298-08:00Oh yes...there are a few snobby girls who were mea...Oh yes...there are a few snobby girls who were mean to me in school!!! Love for them to see my success now!! And yeah, to see me looking sexy too...oh yes!!Stephaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17401931638397651614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-25506175568931108962011-02-08T10:46:00.607-08:002011-02-08T10:46:00.607-08:00Fantasizing about details of publication is hubris...Fantasizing about details of publication is hubris in the first degree, but I still can't help wanting (in the deep darkness of my soul that I only share with any stranger who happens to read blogs) to dedicate a work "To the People Who Said I'd Never Make It -- Kiss My Ass" or something similar.<br /><br />It's not a thing that's useful to think about, or a thing I would do even if I did have a work coming out. No one needs a reputation for being that kind of an asshole. But the fantasy is there, just like all those fantasies of looking dapper in my boxers and bow-tie.<br /><br />Wait, what?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-13857989252928512142011-02-08T09:13:33.393-08:002011-02-08T09:13:33.393-08:00I totally need a red dress moment!I totally need a red dress moment!Amanda Bonillahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05983960181205765184noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-46229614983204343922011-02-08T07:34:43.882-08:002011-02-08T07:34:43.882-08:00I need to lose the baby weight before I can start ...I need to lose the baby weight before I can start picturing myself in any knock-em-dead red dresses. <br /><br />Is it wrong that I can think of at least a fourteen dozen people that I hope to run into on a very good day?ExMagistrahttp://chicagonow.com/hammervisionnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-4653864180952622302011-02-08T07:18:01.124-08:002011-02-08T07:18:01.124-08:00Oh, yes! There is a certain person who expended mu...Oh, yes! There is a certain person who expended much energy belittling me at every opportunity.Patty Blounthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11928111057602279792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-80195611999551471362011-02-08T06:53:16.797-08:002011-02-08T06:53:16.797-08:00Um, yeah. And I'm sure you know who those some...Um, yeah. And I'm sure you know who those someones are. And, Patrick? No one could rock the red dress and heels better than you.Debra Lynn Sheltonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08238268767406623274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-5634564343310367372011-02-08T06:20:29.100-08:002011-02-08T06:20:29.100-08:00WEll, I've got to confess I sort of had one of...WEll, I've got to confess I sort of had one of these "gotchas" way back when (5th HS class reunion). I'd been the class nerd (valedictorian, national merit scholar, math award, science award, latin award...you get the picture). Also skinny (all elbows and knees), glasses.... <br /><br />Not even the uncool guys were interested. My first boyfriend (senior year!) was not only NOT from my school, he was from a different TOWN (although, bizarrely, he was surprisingly cool...)<br /><br />So, fastforward 5 years. Glasses replaced by contacts, a few extra pounds brought a few curves, short hair grew long and lush. <br /><br />Showed up at the reunion (dance) with a totally wow little black number (spaghetti straps, handkerchief skirt), stacked heels.<br /><br />All the guys who wouldn't even acknowledge me in the hall wanted to dance with me -- "where were you in high school???"<br /><br />So there, you SHALLOW MORONS!!!<br /><br />Was sort of my own personal "Romy and Michele" moment.<br /><br />Not sure if any of the other "red dress" moments will ever reach that level.German Chocolate Bettynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-19804853033351995952011-02-08T05:57:49.817-08:002011-02-08T05:57:49.817-08:00LOL...between your and @JulieALindsey's blog p...LOL...between your and @JulieALindsey's blog posts this morning, I may run 30 miles today. Okay...not really...I would pass out and die...but I do have new motivation now. ;)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05686424597825645224noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-13458752279029447012011-02-08T05:42:01.928-08:002011-02-08T05:42:01.928-08:00Oh, yes, most definitely. Mainly, it would be all ...Oh, yes, most definitely. Mainly, it would be all the people who thought I was a nerd for reading so much. Then of course, the exes...yeah, definitely the exes, LOL and several other people. Okay, so I have issues!Danica Avethttp://danicaavet.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-88750428608327572932011-02-08T05:02:04.805-08:002011-02-08T05:02:04.805-08:00Give me a second...I'm picturing all those guy...Give me a second...I'm picturing all those guys in boxer briefs and bow ties. <br /><br />Okay, I'm back. Let's see...there was this one sneery-faced girl in junior high who always made me like I could never measure up. It would be kind of sweet if she were to show up at one of my (still imaginary at this point) book signings. It wouldn't kill me if she were wrinkled, fat, and wearing stretch pants, either. ;)Linda G.https://www.blogger.com/profile/04576828490765434497noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-58221445904545049202011-02-08T04:19:16.480-08:002011-02-08T04:19:16.480-08:00If I ever do a book signing, I will wear anything ...If I ever do a book signing, I will wear <i>anything</i> as long as people stop at my table - and not just to borrow my pen or ask directions to other people's books.<br /><br />But if a certain member of my old writing group walks by - the delightful gentleman who told me no one cared about anything I wrote - and sees me in a red dress laughing with people who <i>do care</i> . . . pure icing, baby.Sarah Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13265589529909793312noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-32594626421292242812011-02-08T04:03:29.856-08:002011-02-08T04:03:29.856-08:00No. No, I can't stop picturing myself in the ...No. No, I can't stop picturing myself in the red dress, nor can I decide who I really want to see me in it.Patrick Alanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01121337008453549441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422555164465305734.post-17090933791358168632011-02-08T03:21:15.435-08:002011-02-08T03:21:15.435-08:00Great post. Yeah, I have to admit, I've had th...Great post. Yeah, I have to admit, I've had those feelings before. . . mainly for a class reunion type situation. <br /><br />Great post. I'll remember who to call if I have toilet issues. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com