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And continuing with the Classical theme.
By the way, the more observant among you will recognize the piece of fabric. At this point, we've dragged this poor thing to the beach, through the studio, through freezing water. This piece of fabric is a team player. It always shows up ready to play and has yet to fall apart!
I don't even know what the hell it's made out of. But it's pretty darn indestructible.
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Yesterday went pretty well. Pediatrician appointment for the Bean was quick and there was no waiting at the office.
As a result, I got us back before rush hour and was able to sit down to some good work. Was able to look at the last bit of edits from Ree on Strange Weather and wrote on Broken Rainbow. In BR's case, I feel like everything I'm writing is absolutely incoherent, but I've felt that way before and kept going and it's apparently made sense. I have to trust the story.
Did a bunch of other stuff and then managed to work on the painting. Which required sitting on the floor while trying to keep small hands out of acrylic glass bead medium. Bean thought that was big fun and a riot.
My girls are growing so fast. The Bean's going to be a year old in three more months. The Mouse is turning 6 this year.
Where the hell does the time go?
Moving on.
Process photos coming. I ran out of steam before hooking the cameras up.
Just got an email from the editor at Art & Prose that they wish to buy my short, "Water Music." Yay! AND! They want to showcase some of the photography too! Double yay!
Now this is a good way to start a Saturday!
I'll let you all know when the story's out. YAY!
*does the Happy Writer Dance of Joy*
Now this is a good way to start a Saturday!
I'll let you all know when the story's out. YAY!
*does the Happy Writer Dance of Joy*
Made It To Friday
Apr. 7th, 2006 06:32 am*phew*
Long week that blew by so fast that it's not even funny.
Housing Madness: no Open Houses for the next two weeks, thank Crom. We're baked this weekend and next weekend is Easter Sunday. I doubt very many people are going to be out looking at houses on Easter Sunday. It's just a thought.
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Second day in a row was yesterday where I got no work on the novel done. Too busy at work to take my usual breaks and go scribble. I pray that today will be better. To stay on pace, I'm going to have to crank out 1000 words today. Not a problem, but I prefer the 200 word pace days.
At this point, I'm just laying in points on the novel. I'm about a third of the way through it contiguous, which means the first act is well and truly laid in. Now I have to make sure I hit everything that I've set up, set the characters on fire, the usual. It makes for fragmented writing. Bits in the middle, bits toward the end. That sort of thing. I prefer working this way though. When I go back to where I left off, it's rather like connecting the dots, if your dots have a remarkable way of suddenly sparking an idea and ruining where all the other dots are. And then you have to go and replot again. LOL But that's okay.
Yeah. That's about it.
Happy Friday, everyone! Don't work too hard. It's too late for me.
Long week that blew by so fast that it's not even funny.
Housing Madness: no Open Houses for the next two weeks, thank Crom. We're baked this weekend and next weekend is Easter Sunday. I doubt very many people are going to be out looking at houses on Easter Sunday. It's just a thought.
* * *
Second day in a row was yesterday where I got no work on the novel done. Too busy at work to take my usual breaks and go scribble. I pray that today will be better. To stay on pace, I'm going to have to crank out 1000 words today. Not a problem, but I prefer the 200 word pace days.
At this point, I'm just laying in points on the novel. I'm about a third of the way through it contiguous, which means the first act is well and truly laid in. Now I have to make sure I hit everything that I've set up, set the characters on fire, the usual. It makes for fragmented writing. Bits in the middle, bits toward the end. That sort of thing. I prefer working this way though. When I go back to where I left off, it's rather like connecting the dots, if your dots have a remarkable way of suddenly sparking an idea and ruining where all the other dots are. And then you have to go and replot again. LOL But that's okay.
Yeah. That's about it.
Happy Friday, everyone! Don't work too hard. It's too late for me.
2006, is it?
Jan. 2nd, 2006 08:45 pmNew icon as present from the lovely Eain, who decided I needed something nifty, bless him.
But moving on...
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Was sent a lovely list of resolutions from my dear friend, Ree, via a link to another writer, which helped a great deal. It's all things that I "knew" but didn't "know" at a spinal/dna level, if you take my meaning. I know I've not been doing as much as I can with my writing. Amusingly enough, it's been painting that's shown me that. Don't know if it was the change of mediums or what, but painting has literally illustrated all the places that I haven't been writing. Neat that, eh?
But here's the rub.
It's me that's in the way of the damn work.
I hate it when this happens. The Critic got out of the potholder factory and just keeps slipping away whenever I get ready to send her packing. Don't ask me why the Critic can't seem to get at the Painter. The Painter doesn't give a shit.
But the Writer?
Oh dear. The Writer wants a bottle of scotch and a bar to hide in while talking to the ghosts of Dashiell Hammett and Raymond Chandler whether they're dead or not.
So the resolutions were a needed thing. And while I don't normally do resolutions, I did them. And here they are, with regards to JA Konrath, with an extra at the end and additions to lines of my own.
· I will finish the damn book, this would be Dark Lightning.
. I will finish the damn edit on Strange Weather.
· I will always have at least three stories on submission, while working on a fourth. Which means that by March, I need to have three short stories/articles written. Gods help me.
· I will attend at least one writer's conference, and introduce myself to agents, editors, and other writers. I'm thinking Maui.
· I will subscribe to the magazines I submit to. Absolute Magnitude, here I come.
· I will join a critique group. If one doesn't exist, I will start one at the local bookstore or library. I've got a link to one somewhere...
· I will finish every story I start.
· I will listen to criticism. Always.
· I will create/update my website.
· I will master the query process and find an agent.
· I'll quit procrastinating in the form of research, outlines, synopses, and actually write something/
· I will refuse to get discouraged, because I know JA Konrath wrote 9 novels, received almost 500 rejections, and penned over 1 million words before he sold a thing--and I'm a lot more talented than that guy.
· I will give up my addiction to despair.
Oh, and I won't kill myself if I don't hold all of these. I'm just going to do the best that I can.
Hello, 2006. I'm here to kick your ass.
But moving on...
* * *
Was sent a lovely list of resolutions from my dear friend, Ree, via a link to another writer, which helped a great deal. It's all things that I "knew" but didn't "know" at a spinal/dna level, if you take my meaning. I know I've not been doing as much as I can with my writing. Amusingly enough, it's been painting that's shown me that. Don't know if it was the change of mediums or what, but painting has literally illustrated all the places that I haven't been writing. Neat that, eh?
But here's the rub.
It's me that's in the way of the damn work.
I hate it when this happens. The Critic got out of the potholder factory and just keeps slipping away whenever I get ready to send her packing. Don't ask me why the Critic can't seem to get at the Painter. The Painter doesn't give a shit.
But the Writer?
Oh dear. The Writer wants a bottle of scotch and a bar to hide in while talking to the ghosts of Dashiell Hammett and Raymond Chandler whether they're dead or not.
So the resolutions were a needed thing. And while I don't normally do resolutions, I did them. And here they are, with regards to JA Konrath, with an extra at the end and additions to lines of my own.
· I will finish the damn book, this would be Dark Lightning.
. I will finish the damn edit on Strange Weather.
· I will always have at least three stories on submission, while working on a fourth. Which means that by March, I need to have three short stories/articles written. Gods help me.
· I will attend at least one writer's conference, and introduce myself to agents, editors, and other writers. I'm thinking Maui.
· I will subscribe to the magazines I submit to. Absolute Magnitude, here I come.
· I will join a critique group. If one doesn't exist, I will start one at the local bookstore or library. I've got a link to one somewhere...
· I will finish every story I start.
· I will listen to criticism. Always.
· I will create/update my website.
· I will master the query process and find an agent.
· I'll quit procrastinating in the form of research, outlines, synopses, and actually write something/
· I will refuse to get discouraged, because I know JA Konrath wrote 9 novels, received almost 500 rejections, and penned over 1 million words before he sold a thing--and I'm a lot more talented than that guy.
· I will give up my addiction to despair.
Oh, and I won't kill myself if I don't hold all of these. I'm just going to do the best that I can.
Hello, 2006. I'm here to kick your ass.
