Saturday, November 10, 2012

For those that don’t know me outside of the social media sphere, you might have noticed that I’ve been a bit quiet lately.  Part of it has to do with the demands of school and family, but a bigger part of it has been caused by depression, anxiety, and a raging case of ADD. My focus has been steadily slipping through my fingers and it’s like trying to hold a glass of water in your open palm, sans glass. It’s nearly impossible and quite maddening.  I haven’t been able to read through a book from beginning to end, save for a friend’s incredible MS, since March of this year.  I’ve checked out about 50 different books from various authors I love, none of which were able to hold my attention for more than a few chapters at most.  

If you’re like me you value the escape and the wonderment that books give us.  I can view these parallel worlds that the authors create and slip away from my own troubles, even if it’s just for a few stolen hours or minutes.  Don’t get me wrong, I love my life and everything in it—save for the bills. But I digress. My point is that I haven’t had the escape and the pleasure of these worlds for many long months.  I haven’t had the pleasure of discovering new stories, or following the path of favorite characters I’ve come to love and depend on because of my scattered brain. 

That changed yesterday when I was having a particularly hard day.  It was one of those days where you just stop and have a good cry on the edge of your bed for no particular reason.  A thousand worries for things that you may or may not be able to change pressing upon your soul.  I picked up a book I had purchased a couple of months ago, Wicked As They Come.  I purchased this book after discovering the author, Delilah Dawson on Twitter. She is delightfully witty and an absolute joy so you need to go follow her as soon as you finish reading this.  

I do things a bit differently than most and I’ve discovered many incredible authors on Twitter and have subsequently purchased their books because I like them as people first.  Delilah is a shining example of that fact.  So in my sad sap condition I decided to try to read Wicked As They Come, though I had the dread feeling that this would be yet another failed attempt.

Imagine my surprise and delight to discover that not only did I get sucked in to the story, I fell madly in love with her main character, Leticia.  The story grabbed me by the throat and I willing let it drag me along.  I started it yesterday morning and finished it about 30 minutes ago. I couldn’t put it down. I even made my husband order Chinese so I wouldn’t have to make any decisions about what to cook and worry about burning it because I was transfixed by this wicked tale.  As I continued reading, I found I could breathe just a little easier, even though the story’s arc continually took my breath away.  If you’ve ever had the misfortune of loving to read, but been denied the pleasure for any amount of time perhaps you know what I’m talking about. 

Needless to say, I loved the book. I loved the characters and the world that Ms. Dawson created and I love her a little too for giving this gift to me.  Criminy Stain and the deadly little bludbunnies have me forever.  Wicked as They Come is delightfully unique and is a must read for anyone that enjoys fantasy, vampires, parallel universe travel, puppies, kittens, gin, vodka, or their grandmothers. Simply put this book gave me the ability to breathe again and I think you’d be a dunce not to try it too.

I apologize if any of this is rambling and incoherent. I drank an entire pot of coffee this morning to make up for the lack of sleep from staying up and reading last night.  I feel like a squirrel on crack and based on the looks my family is giving me, I most likely look and sound like one too.

Until next time,
Peace, sleep, and fuzzy little bludbunnies to all. <3

Friday, October 12, 2012

What I learned from the readings I went to at the ODU lit festival.

What I learned about being a writer from Dorainne Laux and Sheri Reynolds.
The reading by Dorianne Laux was inspiring and invigorating. She spoke about poetry as some would refer to a lover or dear friend. He ability to transfer her enthusiasm for poetry to those of us listening was incredible. I used to think I wasn’t into poetry, too much purple prose and hidden messages to dissect. However, with each poet I’ve listened to in the past few months I find myself intrigued in different ways. Some spoken word has made me sit up and pay attention, or moved me to tears because it was so powerful.
Dorianne’s poetry choices and the way she recited them had us all leaning closer. Not just because the cadence of her voice ebbed and flowed, but because you became so engaged in what she was saying and the genuine affection she feels towards these pieces. I found myself wanting to try my hand at writing in prose. I’ve never considered myself a poet, nor have I thought of myself as being particularly lyrical. However, Dorianne reminded us that there is music in everything. You can use music to define a character the same way you can use syntax.
She talked about arch building, although I think of it more like an infinity symbol. The connection between the gut, the heart, the mind; it’s all a continuous loop. If you can get someone thinking or feeling through your writing you’ve connected with them in a tangible way. She talked about how syllables work through the telling of emotions. How short clipped words with hard consonants can show more emphatically than the words themselves.
There were so many things that she spoke about that I will try incorporating into my own writing, but one thing in particular I will be working on immediately. She said if you focus too much on narrative you can lose flow. She suggested practicing with structure and vice versa to strengthen your writing. You want to incorporate the musicality of language into your work. Finally, though she said these were the three elements needed for poetry I think they are necessary for fiction too; the physical, the intellectual, and the personal. If your work has these elements, your work will resonate.
The other reading I went to was by Sheri Reynolds. I wasn’t sure what to expect from this since she wasn’t here for a poetry reading. I walked in and she was already reading from her book, The Homespun Wisdom of Myrtle T. Cribb. From the moment the words left her smiling mouth, in a true Eastern Shore cadence I was entranced. I stood until my back was aching and my feet were on fire from standing at an odd angle so as not to block anyone else’s view. But it was worth it. It was so worth it.
I was prepared to smile and nod throughout since she’s my professor and I respect her immensely, but I don’t like this genre. However, there was no need for my fear of nodding. She was engaging and the story sucked you right in. I was laughing and couldn’t wait to hear the next step in Myrtle’s adventure.
I think the thing I learned the most from this reading is that I’ve been too closed minded about what I’ve been reading. I also think that if I’m lucky enough to get a contract and get published I need to do as many readings as possible. She made these characters come to life and I wanted to know their story. If I hadn’t come to the reading I might never have known the delightfully homespun musings of a housewife because I would have been stuck in my science fiction/fantasy books. I loved Myrtle and want to know the rest of her story.
The only question I have is what to call this book. I’m calling it a second person self-help novel. It is so unique and an absolute delight. I want to write a story that can sway readers from other genres to try out my genre too.
The overall impressions I left with were that I not only want to be an author, I want to be an inspiration. 

Monday, October 8, 2012

Another requirement of my Craft of Fiction class is that we blog. There are 3 different types of blogs which are due each week. One of them requires us to find Extracurricular Reading and post about it. Reading is fundamental people. It's necessary of you want to be a great author, or simply a decent human being. 

This week I chose to highlight my fangirl status for Miss Summer Heacock

If we’ve had the opportunity to talk I’ve most likely waxed poetically about Twitter. I was forced to create my account about four years ago for a communications class and then quickly abandoned it. Well color me surprised when earlier this year I decided my MS was ready to start querying (I was epically wrong on that, but I’ll save that for another time) and I saw that a great number of literary agents are on twitter. I pulled up my old account, cleaned off the cobwebs and started finding agents to follow. I started with one and now I’m following approximately 402 people. It’s a mix of literary agents, editors, publishers, writers, authors and every combination of the aforementioned combined. Through a series of very formal tweets I started getting the hang of it and getting followers too! Hot damn! When I discovered some fellow aspiring authors through a twitter pitch that I stumbled upon I couldn’t have been luckier if I had won the lottery. One writer in particular that I have since bonded with and promised to have her children or give a unicorn to is Summer Heacock, also known as @Fizzygrrl. Of course I lost my formality and some of my dignity somewhere along the way, but I have gained so much more because of it too. Summer is my main CP and without her and the other CPs I have found and hold close my MS would be a sad 1st draft mess. If you want a humorous, but honest view of what it’s like to be a writer it would behoove you to check out her website. I’m obviously a fangirl, but I think you all will be too. Good luck with your writing and just remember you aren’t alone in this roller coaster profession!

Friday, September 14, 2012

Hello again, lovelies. It seems I'm a bit of a masochist and I have a slight addiction to joining contests. The newest one today (for me anyway) is GUTGAA! This is actually a pretty incredible opportunity for those of us still in the query trenches and I'm approaching it like I would a carnival game.  Here's the linky-loo:

So wish me luck and I'll do the same! This should be fun!

Monday, August 20, 2012

All right, people! I've been tagged by two standout writers that I am honored to have befriended.  They are doing that chain letter thing with a new twist.  If I don't pass this on to other bloggers I admire I will be smited...smote?..yeah, okay I will be smote with being the first person to have to battle herpes infested zombie lawn gnomes. I warn those that I tag to take this very seriously, especially if they live in Florida.  Okay I will post seven interesting things you may, or may not know about me and then the fabulous people I tag should do the same.  If you are upset for me tagging you in this, please send complaints to Kat and Summer, in the form of cookies and interpretive dance via your vlog.

1.  I went on a minimum of two mission trips every summer from the seventh grade until I graduated.  I actually considered becoming a missionary, but when I found out I had to have an actual useful skill-set I walked away to figure out what else was out there for a slightly odd girl with good intentions.

2.  I've been going to school for the better part of the past eight years, yet I won't actually graduate until next spring.  I should have a doctorate in SOMETHING by now, but they wouldn't agree to it since I couldn't figure out what the hell I wanted to do until last spring. Whatever.

3.  As sunshiny as I always try to be I actually suffer from depression, ADD (undiagnosed, but I know I ha-SQUIRREL), and...where was I?

4.  I am Death to all plants that can't survive in a hostile environment.  If you have a plant you want dead I'm your lady.  It makes me sad because my grandfather was a master gardener and grew the MOST amazing veggies every year and had a yard that looked like something out of Better Homes & Gardens.  Apparently that gene skipped me.  I foolishly still buy plants when I see them at the store.  Yesterday I bought a basil plant.  It was half dead by the time I got to checkout!

5.  I LOVED the Twilight series and you can tell everyone you know it's because of that series I got back in to reading. So there! :-P

6.  I a very mature...

7.  I try to be a good friend to people I care about, or those I think can't, or won't, stick up for themselves.  I failed someone a long time ago because I didn't see the pain they were in and it will haunt me till the day I die.  If I see abuse happening I turn into momma bear and chew off the offenders ass.  Eww.  That's some imagery, eh?

Bonus info: Oh yeah. I always wanted to be Catholic because I thought making the sign of the cross made you more powerful or something, and I love Canadians!!!

Okay!  On to those people that make me smile every day with their tweets, or their inspiring blogs and general powers of awesomeness!!

1.  Dee
2. Valerie
3.  L. L. McKinney
4.  Brenda

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

***I'm putting a disclaimer up here that this post might offend either through word choice that might make you slightly nauseous, or because you're sensitive.  If you read further you're doing it at your own risk.  I'm serious. OK.  Buckle up kids these are some hard truths and you need to hear them, but don't worry I'll be sure to sprinkle rainbows and glitter ponies in here too.

Zombified Trolls and Vampires and Dingle Berries, Oh my!

I'm going to discuss a few of the people you need to look out for on your road to success, whether your field is writing, acting, or day care there are some people in this world you need to understand so you can avoid any nasty surprises.  I was inspired to write this by a stream of tweets by the lovely Alyssa Day, a very successful author who still finds the time to encourage others despite being a mother, author, and last but not least a Navy Wife.  I capitalize that for a reason.  This is what she wrote that inspired me last night:

Note to aspiring authors: There will be a few emotional vampires who attach to you as you go along; only happy when you're struggling and getting rejections. These same people will resent any success you have. But the GREAT news is that most writers are not like this. So find your writing friends early and hold them close & cheer for them every step of the way. When you're successful, they'll be the ones you can trust. ~Alyssa Day

Zombified Tolls-These are the people that will tear you down and suck the marrow from your bones if we were in a fairy tale.  In real life they will do it, but in a metaphorical sense.  They'll be the ones that constantly tell you that success is for someone else, or that you're not really a writer until you outsell (fill in the blank with famous author's name here).  The truth of the matter is they are the naysayers and the critics, and if you're smart you'll find a way to appreciate them.  They may be Negative Nancy's and constantly tell you that you suck, but they are usually pretty reliable in their negativity.  Use their negative comments as fuel to your writing fire.  I'm not saying that you should try to please everyone, but take what they say as a challenge to write the best damn book you can.  Write it to please yourself, because they won't ever like what you do or say, but if you know you busted your ass and put your heart and soul into the project, you've done a good job.  These people will be frustrating to deal with, but they are what they are.  They wear their attitude on their sleeve and won't blow smoke up your skirt just to be your friend.  In other words you can see them for what they are and deal with them accordingly.

Vampires-These folks are probably the worst of the lot, in my opinion.  They have the appearance of someone just like you, but under that normal looking facade is a predator.  They will latch on to you and pretend to be your friend while secretly hoping the worst for you.  Sometimes they're true nature shines through in the form of passive-aggressive ass-hattery.  They'll want to be involved in your business purely to point out how much more awesome their work is, or to give you false praise.  You know the people I'm talking about, they plaster on smiles that look more like a baring of teeth than any genuine feeling of good will.  They follow along your path in the hopes of riding your coattails to the top.  You have to be careful because some of them are very good at disguising themselves and you won't see the fangs tearing out your throat because you've allowed them to get behind you and plot.  They will say things like, "Oh you got into that class?  Well that's real nice.  I decided not to bother with it because I have SO much going on and I just can't take the time to play around with such silly things."  Yeah. Whatever biotch.  I busted my ass to get where I am and you're not going to be latching onto my neck any time soon.  *readies stakes*

Dingle Berries-The dingle berries of the world are just that.  They latch onto your ass and won't let go no matter how hard you try to shake them off.  Please bear with me, I know this comparison is getting a little squicky.  If you didn't know what a dingle berry was you might assume it was some sweet little berry.  I strongly caution, DON'T EAT THE BERRIES!  They will be the friends or family that have been ambivalent through the majority of your struggles, but when you reach your success, will be right by your side trying to take in the glory with you as if they were right by your side the whole time.  While they can be annoying and ask for money, they are usually harmless and might even be truly happy for your success. *I'm adding this in after this post has already gone up, but I had forgotten to mention it and I think it's important.  Dingle berries can also come in the form of yes-men.  They want you to be pleased and happy so they will tell you everything you write is the best thing they've ever read.  "It's amazing!  You're going to win a (fill in the blank for fancy award here), I just know it!"  When what you really need to hear is that the voice is lacking, your punctuation is sucking harder than a Dyson, and there are two whole chapters missing from your MS conversion.  Take their praise when you need a boost of confidence, but don't let your head swell up to Macy's Day Parade proportions.

These aren't the only people in the world, so I'm going to remind you that this world isn't completely filled with jackasses and creatures that want your soul.

I have been very fortunate to have found a couple of fellow up and coming writers that are there to support each other.  We discovered each other through Twitter and have formed a band of eclectic and unique voices. They have given me great critiques and have been nothing, but supportive.  They won't blow smoke up my skirt.  I know if I ask them an honest question, they'll give me an honest answer. You need people like this.  There are people out there if you take the time to look.  It took me almost a year before I stumbled upon these lovely ladies and I'm thankful I did.  No I won't divulge my powerhouse CP's sorry, they're mine.  MWAHAHAHA...Sorry, we were talking about something important.  Uh.  Oh yeah!  The majority of the writing community is VERY supportive.  They want to see books succeed.  They want to find the next great book.  Some agents and editors are more open to questions than others, but you get that with anything in life.  Find your special band of merry men/women/writers/sloths and treat them well.  Cheer on their successes and cheer even louder if they falter.  We are ALL in it to win it, baby.  So strap on your battle gear and prepare for war!  Or, ya know, drink some coffee and get writing.  I have faith in you. <3

Saturday, June 30, 2012

I know for myself it was hard getting to know the lingo and I'm still working it out, but here are the basics.  When I first started Twitter it was in 2007, and I signed up for the purpose of communicating with my fellow classmates in Web 2.0.  I've always been a private person and didn't feel comfortable putting personal information out there.  However, I started to use it again last year when I decided I needed to know more about the publishing industry and I saw a lit agent that listed her Twitter handle on her website.

Unsure of what was appropriate I tried to keep my tweets professional and didn't use it to make friends or let my silliness shine through.  If you follow me now, you know I abandoned that a while ago.  However, I have made mistakes along the way.  The worst being when I inadvertently angered an editor with an e-publisher.  My point being that you really need to watch how you phrase your questions.  Remember that no matter how you think you sound in your head, your words could be interpreted in a completely different light by someone else.  This being said I'm going to share the basic abbreviations I've learned for any newbie writers out there.

WIP-Work In Progress.  Your novel is a WIP until you have edited it and revised it no less than 3 times.  You then need to find a CP to have them look over your work.

CP-Critique Partner (also may be called beta-readers depending on who you're talking to). Your CP can be invaluable as they will be able to look at your WIP with fresh eyes, catching mistakes that you may have overlooked.  Looking at your work for so long can gloss over very simple mistakes or even big gaping holes.    Don't abuse your CP.  If they're good they'll tell you what you need to know, not what you want to hear.  If you surround yourself with yes-men that ooh and aah over your crappy novel, you'll never know what's wrong with it.  I'm not saying your novel is crappy, but without proper revising and critiquing, it very likely is a hot mess.

MS-Manuscript. Once your work gets to the stage you can send it out to readers, you've reworked and revised and feel it's finally up to snuff to start querying. DON'T QUERY YET.  Get at least one more pair of fresh eyes on it to verify that it is indeed awesome and mistake free.  Once you get it back, then you may query.

I'm working on the various genres right now so I will post that when I have a better handle on it, but I hope this helps some other fledgling writers that may not have known the basic abbreviations.  Continue writing!  Even if you do all of the above and never hook an agent you keep writing!  This might not be the time for your MS.  Publishing works in cycles, it might be 10-20 years before your genre is hot again-stop crying.  Write. Revise. Write some more.  If this is truly what you want to do with your life you need to commit to it. You can do it if you put the time in.  Unless you're a bubble headed quasi-celebrity your book contract won't be handed to you on a silver platter.  It's going to take hard work, dedication, and possibly a blood oath-I'm still not clear on that one.  Good luck.  I know you can do it, maybe...

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

It’s been a while since I’ve posted on here, so my apologies to my two faithful followers;-)  I’ve been wrapped up in many exciting things and meeting many wonderful new people.  Another part of it is that there are so many topics that can and should be written about, I just haven’t been able to decide.
            I think the best way to start is to tell you I thought I knew a lot about the road to getting a lit agent and then to being published.  I never professed to know everything, but I had researched and thought I had a pretty good idea about what was required of me.  Let me tell you now, I didn’t know shit.  The best move I ever made was to start using Twitter to follow lit agents and publishers to learn what they were looking for.  Ginger Clark was the first agent I followed and is the one that inspired me to embrace my inner Twit.  She posted links and discussed various conventions and publishing info and through those links and her conversations with others in the literary world I discovered even more wonderful people.  They were happy to give advice to aspiring authors and it’s been a valuable source.  I made mistakes along the way, forgetting the core of my communications knowledge base.  I asked questions of some people that were misinterpreted and insulted them (Holy Mother of God, they were editors-EEP).  But you live and you learn, or in my case remember what I was taught.   Through my mistakes I actually found some very supportive, very successful writers (ahem-Jeffe Kennedy) who answered my panicked questions and gave me reassurances the world wasn’t going to end.  
            I began to build a network of authors, both published and unpublished, and started sharing tips and insights into what we were doing right and wrong.  Through this network an incredible group was formed and I was luckily asked to join and get in at the ground floor.  This group is called the TwitWits since we discovered each other through Twitter, and of course we’re witty as hell.  Amiright?  In a short amount of time I have been blessed with critique partners (CPs), beta-readers (the difference between the two is still up for discussion), and an awesome group of misfit toys, uh authors.   It’s hard enough out there trying to do it on your own, so I know what I have with this wonderful group off oddly beautiful people is something special.  I hope you all find your own special group of #TwitWits and in them the strength to keep pushing forward!  

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Hello my, those who made the mistake of stumbling within my interweb.  I have just finished my semester and find I still feel like there is work to be done.  You know that perpetual knot in your stomach when there are exams to be studied for and papers to be written?  Apparently it never received the memo that I have finished for the semester and that it can skedaddle until August.  Of course this is not in any way relevant to what I am doing...or is it?

I am planning on attending my first SCBWI meeting this Saturday in Richmond, and am very nervous.  The very talented illustrator of my picture books is finishing up some of the pages so I can take her work with me when I go.  I know the publishing world looks down on authors finding their own illustrators, but I know that my girl will be the best person for the job.  Besides, if I don't find a publisher or agent in a reasonable amount of time I can always go the self publishing route.  I already have massive ideas on what I want to do to make it an interactive story book.  I will not be divulging this to you all-unless you are an app wiz and can help design it for me.  My point is this.  I am painfully shy around new people and have a very bad habit of saying the absolutely worst thing, at the worst time, to the most important person...picture Bush massaging foreign dignitaries and you have an idea of how awkward I make everyone feel.  That is until they get to know me.  If people can get past that initial, painfully awkward, introduction they tend to like me. I swear!  Part of my problem is that while I know how to communicate and what to say my nerves and physical reactions overpower me and I can make things a mess.  I think it's prudent to point out that I am majoring in Professional Communications and when I am speaking on behalf of someone else I can hold my own.  However, if someone asks about me I may let slip a curse and start blushing profusely.  (That is really the better of the reactions I have).

So tell me what you do to give yourself a mental shake when you meat new/influential/important people?  What is the worst you have ever seen or done in one of these situations?

Wish me luck, and if I don't blog before I go I will be sure to post something when I get back!  Best wishes for success to everyone!

Monday, April 16, 2012

"If there's a book you really want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it." ~Toni Morrison

I have been using this as my mantra lately.  Unfortunately, my attention span is a-kin to that of a tsetse fly as of late.  I am an avid reader and average 3-5 books a week.  The VAST majority being paranormal romance.  Now, before you groan and move on to the next thread or blog; remember that no genre should be accepted or denied on the merits (or lack thereof) of a few.  There are a great many books, mostly romance, that I cannot push through.  I have forced myself to read some series-I'm not naming names-and had to put the books down halfway through.  If a story is crap and the plot is written around panting and heavy petting, you might as well turn on the Playboy channel or Skinamax.  However, and here's the stitch, there are so many that are wonderfully written.  Sherrilyn Kenyon is one of my absolute favorites.  It's not Sun Tzu, but it isn't supposed to be.  It's a fun romp through an imaginary world that takes you out of your life for a while and puts you in a world unlike anything you have ever known or imagined...AND that is the POINT!  Whether you read Janet Evanovich, George R.R. Martin, or Steven King the point of reading is escapism and what I like to call brain play.  

So to get back to my point...I think I had one...yeah, yeah I did.

I read all of these books because that is what I like to read, and eventually may write.  The book I have written is a sci-fi/fantasy which could be considered a young adult novel.  My issue is that I think a good book works you over completely-like an emotional tornado.  At the end you have laughed, cried, been supremely pissed at someone and maybe even fallen in love with a character.  I want to finish my book and have everyone that reads it feel this way about my characters, my book, and my characters.  In the end, I suppose, I want to write the book that everyone has been searching for...

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

After finishing my final paper for my persuasion class I realized just how much I despise the PR world.  I mean, seriously, I haven't even graduated and am already dreading having to represent scumbags and cover up prostitute deaths...then again I don't plan on working in D.C. so I should have fewer spins like that, but you never know.  My always wise cousin reminded me that there are a plethora of non-profits that can utilize my skills and if push comes to shove that is the path I will most likely take.  However, the dream of me wanting to make a living as an author still peeks out at me and waves its eager little arms, charming me into thinking it could become a reality.  The hopeful giggles enticing me to follow down the well beaten path of those with the same dream.  This illusive dream beckons me and keeps me from looking at the rotting carcasses of the dreams that died along the path, those poor hopes dashed in their prime by realities' cruel sword.  Alas, I am a dreamer and still feel that I can do what others haven't been able to.  So off I go to continue editing and revising my WIP (Work In Progress for the layman).  Wish me luck and if you happen to be wandering the same path as I am, stop and wave or exchange words of encouragement and I will do the same!

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

The lovely, talented and always insightful Meredith Barnes posted this and I think it could be fun!

The Lucky 7 Game

A fun game for writers, published and non, from my friend Liz Norris, author ofUNRAVELING (out this month! Go preorder!). Here's the game:

1. Go to the seventh or seventy-seventh page of WIP.
2. Count down seven lines.
3. Copy the seven sentences that follow and post them on your blog.
4. Tag seven other authors (on Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr--up to you!).


So here is mine and the tags I will, shamefully, have to struggle to figure out.

She quickly realized that the laptop wasn’t anywhere to be seen.  Deegan used it for other things, but he usually stuck it by the coffee maker. This appeared to have the last drippings from yesterday’s coffee scorched to the now cold bottom of the carafe.  Trinity decided she needed to get the work done and Deegan wouldn’t mind if she went into his house proper to retrieve the laptop.  As soon as she got close to the door she felt a stabbing pain in her right eye and sensation of hot and cold that was like being doused in a bucket of ice water followed by a warm up with a flame thrower.  The pain and sensations took her to the floor where she was able to just put her hands up to keep her face from dragging across the grimy carpet.
            She lay there for a minute to catch her breath and get her wits about her.  

Monday, March 26, 2012

I won't lie to you or myself and say that I have been burning through stories and blazing a trail with my writing.  However, I have continued to write, and I am working on a variety of genres...sort of.  I don't really follow the check the box rule.  I write what comes to me and then try, sometimes in vain, to figure out what it is considered by the industry.  Does anyone else have problems determining what category their stories fall under?  My main problem with my novel isn't the genre, sci-fi/fantasy, it's whether it would be deemed YA or Adult.  I'm leaning toward adult since there is strong language and intense situations, but who knows now-a-days.  *shrugs*

Wish me luck on the final weeks of class for the spring semester!  I will try and check in and update more often, but I make no promises.  After all I run a zoo, and  rainbows don't shoot out my orifices at will when I get overcome.

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Checking In and Checking Out

I have had a hella bad month and can't wait for next month to start.  I am putting all my hope into the thought that Leap Day is lucky and you get to make a wish if the Leap Day leprechaun poops on your doorstep.  I don't care if it's a figment of my twisted imagination, if I find shit on my porch I am totally making a wish as I light it on an arch enemies doorstep!  

I went to my first Con over the weekend and had more fun than I expected to.  The event was Mysticon and it was held in Roanoke, VA.  I was able to meet Sherrilyn Kenyon, who is fan-freaking-tastic, and I also had the pleasure of meeting a variety of other authors whose works I hope are half as delightful as they are.  Most notably, Faith Hunter-who is funnier than a mad hatter, and Kemmy Jackson who was just cooler than any cucumber could ever wish to be.  They both were on multiple panels throughout the convention giving advice and answering questions about anything that crossed the weird little brains of their fans and fellow convention goers.  I have the first books ordered from Faith Hunter, but should have grabbed a book from Mr. Jackson as I haven't found any of his work at my local library.

So to get to the point of this post.  I have gotten nothing of worth done on my writing in over two months and I plan to remedy that ASAP.  I need to convert the first 3 chapters of my novel from first person into third and then do edits from there.  I also need to try and spare a passing glance, at the very least, to my Persuasion coursework...*sigh*.  Already my little ADD raddled brain is going off on various tangents and I have forgotten the reason for the post.  So I guess I am checking in, just to check out.  I hope to be back soon and if the Zombie Apocalypse occurs before my next post, please don't forget to double tap.

Monday, January 23, 2012

This isn't going to be long, because quite frankly, I shouldn't be on here in the first place.  I just had to spout out my opinion on those parents that feel the need to drug their children before they go to the dentist.  Don't get me wrong, I completely empathize with those parents whose children go into a downward spiral of panic when anything that sounds even remotely like a dentists drill is in their vicinity.  However, there is a rising occurrence of parents that take their kids to dentists who offer laughing gas for everything from cleanings to tooth extractions.  Am I wrong in thinking kids need to learn how to deal with the anxiety and repercussions of their actions, in this case a cavity? Seriously, if you knock little Johnny out every time he has to face the repercussions of his actions-or lack of dental hygiene- he will be a veritable Sleeping Beauty through his teen years and college.

Sunday, January 22, 2012

This is a first step for me, and a painful experience for all!!! Mwahahaha

Alright people of the blogosphere.  I haven't written a blog since 2008 and couldn't get in to my original blog because I can't figure out what the damn sign in information is.  So here is my stab at recreating my blog.  Please don't point out my ignorance, and most probable blunders...and occasional incidental insults.  I can't promise a blog that is grammatically correct, politically correct, or that it won't simply be wrong on multiple levels.  However, I will try and entertain at the very least.  You see I am working to become a published author.  Yes, I have chosen the path often traveled, yet rarely finished.  I see the dead bodies of my contemporaries and fellow hopefuls that simply didn't find the magic required to see their dreams achieved.  Let's all hope that I do not become one of the macabre many, pulling my graying hair out with each rejection letter and muttering to my imaginary friends about the institution and the man holding me back.