My Story Is Up

My short story is available for your reading pleasure at Wax Romantic. You need to be a subscriber to view it, but I hope you'll take the time to read it and let me know what you think.

I have about a dozen more ideas for novels and short stories running around in my brain and one character in particular that is begging to have his story told. I wonder if the more you write, the more you think of things to write about? At first, getting an idea is hard. You have to work at the characters, work at the conflict, don't have a clue how the story will proceed.

Then the next is a bit easier -- not the actual writing, but the planning. And in the midst of writing that one, another idea comes knocking at your door. And another.

Is imagination like a muscle? The more you use it, the stronger it is?

I Did It!!!

50,158 words. In twenty-seven days. I can't believe I did it!!



Doing the dance of joy, even as we speak. My heart is pounding, my fingers are tingling.

Life is good.

So Close I Can Taste It

I'm at 47,010 words on my NaNo novel. Only 3,000 more words to go and I want it done now. Most everyone in the group of folks I'm NaNo-ing with already have their "winner" certificate.

These last 3,000 words are the hardest yet. I thought I knew how I wanted this story to end, but Liv is messing with my plans. I thought she was going to get back together with her cheating fiance, but she just laughed in the man's face when he asked her for another chance.

Now what am I going to do? ARGH!

3,000 more words. A pittance.

I. Can. Do. This.

Tomorrow.

Happy Thanksgiving!

My Thanksgiving wish for you is to discover what you are truly thankful for. Have a wonderful day.

That's Dith-picable...

... but oh, so true:


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All or Nothing?

I love to blog hop. It's probably the one thing, aside from my family, that keeps me from writing.

Lately, I've seen a preponderance of writers who are celebrating their sales. That's awesome for them, and I don't want to take away from their success in any way with what I'm about to say...

I want it all.

When (yes, when, dang it) I finally get a novel published, I want the brass ring, the whole tamale, every inch of the whole nine yards. I want to be published by a well known company. And I want my book in print.

I'm not trying to knock epublishing. I know lots of people who are certain this is the wave of the future... and they may be right. But it's not what I want for me. It feels like, well... settling.

It's hard (okay, next to impossible) to break into the big leagues. I recognize this. But I also know that, until I do, I won't feel like I'm really published.

So, it may take me a decade (and I hope my husband understands this part!), but I don't want to settle. I may feel differently if I accumulate piles of rejections, but I'll cross that bridge when I get to it. In the meantime, I'm reaching for that brass ring.

First off, though, I suppose I'd better get writing.

I'm at 41,173 words on my NaNo book! 82% and climbing. I'm shooting for 45,000 today, and I might make it because Liv's life is going into the toilet, and there's nothing more fun than writing about other people's problems.

One of Those Days

You ever have a day when you can't do or say anything right? When you manage to offend everyone from your spouse and mother to the guy who checks out your groceries?

I'm having one of those days.

So, I've decided to just shut up and not talk to anyone else. And, figuring that it's probably bleeding over into my writing, I'm not going to do that anymore today either.

At least I made it to 39,000. Still, most likely, every word is offensive to someone.

I want a do over.