(that’s my adorable granddaughter dressed up as Jessie and the scary clown is hubby lying in wait for unsuspecting trick or treaters last year)
I think I blogged last Halloween. And if memory serves me correctly, I didn’t write anything too ghoulish. I’m not today either. Instead I want to talk about predictability.
Yesterday I went to my hair stylist with the sole intention of drastically changing my hair style. Instead, I ended up with—well, the same old same old. Shoulder length brown hair. Nothing wild, nothing wicked, just straight and brown. In my own defense I had to keep the color low key because three weeks ago right before my son’s wedding I asked my then stylist (new girl now) to give me a body wave. Well, she did and let’s just say, my hair got a wee bit over processed and I couldn’t go with the bolder highlights I wanted to go with. I still can’t, but I digress. Suffice it to say, while I couldn’t go wild with color, I could have gone wild with a new cut, aaand I chickened out at the last minute.
And here’s the kicker, if I could have any hair style and color at all, I’d go long, straight, and sabled. Oh, I’d be bold and go with bangs, but at the end of the day, when it comes to my style in general, I’m predictable. With my clothing, I like classic lines, rich gem tone colors, the ever basic black and white accompanied by understated accessories. Now, my idea of understated can be and occasionally includes hefty carats, but those carats aren’t set in big flashy settings. I don’t go out on fashion limb. I don’t go out on a jewelry limb either. Like I said, I like it simple but classic and while I look for a bargain, most of my clothing isn’t found on the sales rack. But without fail, I predictably shop at the same stores for the same type of outfits. Hell, I’ve been wearing the same parfum for the last 25 years! Granted, it’s Chanel No 5. A classic, timeless fragrance. I doubt I’ll ever wear anything else. But really, it’s all so predictably boring when you think about it.
And what’s so funny is that everyone says they never know what to get me for Christmas or my birthday because I’m so picky! Hah, I might be picky but I’m freakin’ predictable! I’m tired of it. But you know what? Whenever I think of going wild, I think, That’s not me, why would I do that? So I don’t, but, the one place that I can be totally unpredictable is in my stories, and in that I am, predictable. You know I’m going to emotionally chew you up and spit you out. You know my characters are going to be strong, passionate and fight for what they believe in as well as each other. Predictably, there is never anything foo-foo or vanilla about my stories. But, you can expect the unexpected, which I guess is, once again, predictable, but in a good way, yes? I hope so. I don’t know how to write any other way.
I guess that part of me that writes the stories I write is my alter ego. Kind of like my Karin Tabke author fb page. There I can let it all hang out so to speak. I have a lot of fun with my author fb friends. My personal family fb page? Boooooring. My kids, hubby, aunts and uncles troll that page. I am a wife, and a mother, hell, I’m a grandmother. If I posted the things there that I post on my author page, I would embarrass my family or at the very least give the wrong impression to their friends, and let’s face it, many folks think because I write erotic romance, I’m well, erotic, so that’s why I keep them very separate. It’s for their own protection. ^_~
But, I’m thinking maybe the boring Karin Tabke should take a few lessons from the more exciting Karin Tabke author and let her hair down a little. Be less predictable. That means getting out of my comfort zone, and I’m willing to give it try so long as I don’t embarrass myself.
Now, let’s see, the next reader event con I’m going to attend is RT in April. I’m going to predict that I will have a–new look… ^.^
So, it’s time for you to tell us, are you predictable? Whether you are or aren’t, what’s the most unpredictable thing you’ve done recently?