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The Car Fetish

I’ll probably get a lot of traffic today just because I used the word fetish in the title of this post. I don’t have that kind of fetish like that guy who literally loves his cars. To each his own and all that, but I actually like to look at cars, drive cars and dream about them in an “If I could afford it…” kind of way.

I don’t drive an expensive car. Hello? I’m a poor writer working a day job to keep her in conferences. But one day I figure that might change. Like when everyone was running to the store to buy a lottery ticket, I was in line spending my millions just like everyone else. What would I do with 400 million dollars if I won it/earned it? My family and I like to muse on this topic a lot as well. It’s pretty much decided that if you’re a close blood relation and any of us win a lot of money, we’d probably make sure you’re set for life.

This would be my list of What I’d Do If I Won Hundreds of Millions of Dollars:

  1. Pay off bills . This would be my bills and my family members’ bills. Not everyone, mind you. If I haven’t seen you in 5 years, I’m not paying off your bills. Sorry.
  2. This sort of goes with the most important thing which would be quit work so I can write full-time. And read full-time. Oh the books I could buy with this money!
  3. Buy a house or property to build a family compound.Because if you’re going to win millions, you may as well go all out and have a family compound where you can drive golf carts to each others’ houses, be in each other’s business and be able to tell everyone you live in a compound. With walls and attack dachshunds roaming the grounds.
  4. Give money to charity. For me it’d probably be the ASPCA, or I’d start my own animal rescue organization, and St. Jude’s Research Hospital.
  5. Give big chunks of money to my closest family members. Again, this goes with the first item on the list. If I haven’t seen you in years, you never talked to me when I did see you, don’t be showing up on my doorstep expecting a handout. Harsh but that’s the way it is.
  6. Travel. Attend conferences all over the globe just for fun, hang out in England for a few weeks before heading to Germany, France, Belgium, Austria, etc. Go to concerts all over the globe, festivals…*sigh*
  7. Most importantly, I’d get my cars.

Yes, cars. More than one. This is where the title for this post comes from. I love cars. I love to build my dream car. You know what family compound thing? My house would be the smallest on it, but I’d have the biggest garage because I’d have that many cars. I even have a list of cars I’d have to get. Ready?

  1. ’70 Chevrolet Chevelle SS396 – I’m shuddering with delight at the thought of owning one of these. Oh yes, It’s not exactly fuel efficient, but who cares? It’s a dead sexy car!
  2. Because I grew up watching Smokey and the Bandit, I’d need to get a 1977 Trans Am. What? It was good enough for The Bandit, it’s good enough for me! Besides, I can just imagine cruising down the road with the T-top open and Charlie Daniels Band blaring…
  3. Land Rover. When you want to be rugged but classy.
  4. Maserati Gran Turismo because that is one dead sexy car. Notice how the cars I want are dead sexy? Yeah, I like sexy, beast cars.
  5. Infinity fx because I like the way they look.
  6. Audi S5 – Mm yeah

There are some other cars that I’d get. You know, just everyday driving cars, but these would be the ones I’d simply have to own and would refuse to sell even if I became one of those lottery winners who go bankrupt within five years of winning. I’d give everything away except these cars. I’ll be 90 years old and sliding my ass behind the wheel of the Chevelle and revving the engine. Oh yes. And my hair would probably be purple. On purpose.

So what about you? What would you do if you won 400 million dollars?

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Baby You Can Drive My Car

I pondered the title of this post all morning. I was waffling (kind of like my man Brett) between ‘Here in My Car’, ‘Jerry Was a Race Car Driver’, and ‘My Maserati Does 185’. I think I chose the right name.

Anyway, I’m NaNo’ing like nobody’s business. The story is finally getting where I want it to be. I found myself writing a very dark scene yesterday which surprised me. I don’t usually do the whole ‘all-hope-is-lost’ thing, but my heroine showed me differently. It actually clung to me after I wrote it and I swam in some negativity for a while before realizing she has serious issues and the only way for her to become what she’s meant to be is for her to deal with them.

Then, I had to write about my hero’s car. In the previous MS (of which he is a secondary character), he drives a very expensive import. Well, I had to give more details about this car and so my droolfest commenced.

I love cars. In fact, I probably love cars almost as much as I love football. I prefer older, monster cars (1970 Chevelle SS to be exact), but I’ve come to appreciate newer models. Usually I only drool for American cars, yet again I’ve had to learn to appreciate imports. Where is all of this blathering going? I’ll show you:

The 2009 Maserati GranTurismo S. It’s luscious, mean-looking with 440hp under the hood. (insert Earth Kitt-esque growl here) Now if only I had about 150 grand to spend (and then I’m not even sure that’s the cost). I configured my GranTurismo S for hours, getting the color just right, making sure I added the carbon fiber enhancements (because you can’t never underestimate the coolness of carbon fiber). Then I just sat and drooled.

This is what my hero is driving, though his is granite colored with black interior. It’s the perfect car for a vampire/demon halfling who has everything he needs except the respect of his fellow Veilerians. Don’t you think?

I have a feeling should these books be published, readers will see my love of cars. I can’t help it. Cars are the coolest invention ever!

Now for today’s question: do you have a car that you lust over? Have you ever driven your dream car? Do you know a Maserati dealer who’d let me ride in this car?

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