She’s beautiful, without looking manufactured. Honestly, she eats real food from the look of her. Healthy, not a twig.  She’s true to herself and what she wants out of life. And her music kicks ass.

I love the messages in her songs, and I would play them for my girls if I could. But there’s swearing, and while I have no problem with it, I don’t want my seven year old to be the one teaching all her friends the “f word”.

So I was singing my little heart out this morning in the car going to work. I think everyone thought I was insane at the red lights. I really get into my music when I’m into it (ask Amy). If you like music with a bit of a message, a good beat, and a lot of fun, grab Funhouse.

You can check out Pink’s site here.

Writing update: I crossed the 50k word mark last night on The Bond That Saves Us. I’m in line to get this first draft done in a week and a half.

My arm is better since I’ve taken some time away from my computer. The brace and rest has me almost feeling normal again. I’ll have to take things easy for another week or so, but then I should be able to get back up to full speed. I’m going to keep going with The Bond That Saves Us, and I hope to have the first draft done by the end of December. Then I can take January to clean it up and send it off.

That will then free me up to concentrate on my urban paranormal series. Which I’m hoping will become a priority very soon.

For now, I leave you with this fantastic song. Another one that’s been stuck in my head all night.