Friday, August 31, 2012
August is my time-suck month of the year. I have been two three birthday parties, two weddings, two sides of family visiting, and managed to run away from it all for one night out with friends.
A very dear and patient friend has sent me back my first ever editing suggestions. She sent encouragements along with the suggestions and I love her all the more for that.
I have strength in my voice and story ideas. I want everyone who reads my stories to feel like they walk away having met new friends and had a hell of time going along for the ride.
I have EPIC fun when I write. The thing that I really find magical about putting words on paper, is that I get to share my joy in the journey of a book. Now I get to polish the stones I have put along this path. I can't wait for my first steps into the publishing world.
NOW...I need to get off the internet...get off my butt...and get to work making my dream job a reality. :D
Friday, August 10, 2012
I may be getting superstitious. Every time I head out to the restaurant I find a certain parking spot open. I go in and grab my cup of coffee, hijack my favorite mini booth and the words just flow. Even if I am only there an hour, I am guaranteed at least 1500 words by the time I leave. Give me a couple hours and it really gets going.
When I am struggling with a plot point, something about a little nutmeg and cinnamon sprinkled in a fresh cup of coffee lets it all finally come together. I have nearly spilled coffee on myself multiple times, bouncing up and down in the pleather chair yelling "oooh oooh!" and mentally high-fiving myself for the brilliance that comes with a side of bagel and cream cheese.
Am I the only one who works better outside of my house? Or do I just need to clear the clutter out of my brain?
Who cares why it works? I am in the mood for a cobblestone muffin and some killer word count.
Saturday, August 4, 2012
There is something about a sleeping dog that just makes me want to cuddle up and nap too.
This week wore me out. I should be writing. Book 3 of the trilogy I am working on should be under my fingers right now. Or I could be working my way through mount washmore and folding all that laundry. I could even be cleaning dishes.
But my pup and I are cuddled up. Maybe I will snuggle just a few more minutes. Just a few more.