Category Archives: Writing

Changing The Plan

I’m so glad that we all agree that I shouldn’t be expected to make the book “work”. That is surely someone else’s job. Someone that won’t change each little thing and over-analyze, like I have been. I’ve done the hard part. I made some stuff up and put it ‘on paper’. Now to find an editor. The going rate appears to be a penny a word. It’s abstract accounting at best. Will there be more or less words when all is said and done? What if there’s a typo that makes one word two? Who are these people anyway? Am I going for quality or content? I can’t be over 60,000 words, so the price seems reasonable considering I don’t even know what I’ll get in return. What an adventure!

Next, submitting to publishers. There are a lot of little publishers. I’m going to try ‘going local’ first. Always a camaraderie-type thing. If no one in San Diego wants me, I can pretend I am local “Seattle” where I was working on the editing, or local “Austin” where I wrote the first book. Most publishers that I’ve found will accept a synopsis via email, which apparently is unusual? I’ll take it. My goal is to start finding them and getting myself out there. I think I know how to sell, but this is different, it’s personal. I think having a place to ask for help (here) and admit that I’m lost is a great big help.

There are a couple reasons I’m waiting to explore self publishing. One is the husband, who takes the doing it myself idea as a last resort that is only acceptable if no one else wants my book (in my mind in that case why bother…). It’s going to cost more, of course, sinceĀ I would want to use every resource they offer to give myself a best chance, and so few books make it big that go that way, and I’m sitting here thinking I have something good to work with.

We’ll see…

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The Skinny (On My Book, Not My Butt)

The story so far: Last November, I wrote a book. This November, I wrote another book. A much better book. Each of them are just over 50,000 words and were finished within a month. I spent the past year editing the first book. I got to Chapter 4, of 12 chapters. I asked for help. Not so much. Editing does not equal writing, it is a lot less fun and how do you ever stop editing yourself? Yawn.

Now I’m over the first book, a romance-y just trying to get published kind of a thing, and obsessed with my second book, a Fear and Loathing crazy-style marriage of good writing and interesting action. I know I’m a writer, that these books could sell. In what form? Probably an edited one.

What do I do? Keep editing the first book? Jump to the second? Hire a real life editor? Hire an agent? Burn them both? (The books, not the editor and agent…) Send them out as is?

I’d like your thoughts.

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How To Write A Novel In 3 Days

Keep in mind this advice only gets you as far as I get for the rest of the day, I’m right down to the wire…that might not be a whole novel, maybe just most of a novel. that this is the advice of an expert, and I wouldn’t really advocate any of this, seeing as I can only barely feel my fingertips now.

  • Shower when you’re stuck for an idea. It’ll make you creative.
  • Find someone else to cook for you.
  • A way to record your progress that motivates you to keep it going.
  • Loud music.
  • Specific & measurable goals. Like three days, 40000 words.
  • A reward schedule for making said goals.
  • Write things down on paper if they don’t fit. They might later.
  • Bad weather helps.
  • Someone losing their memory. I should have used that.
  • Wrist pads. Which I did not have, and regret.
  • Sugar free Red Bull.
  • Cashews, or snack of choice that you shouldn’t be having.
  • Lucky socks.
  • Eye drops.
  • Desperation.

NANO TOTAL:nano_07_winner_large.gif
NaBlo Day 29: Check.


Uphill Battles

You might have noticed, unlike last November, I’m not talking very much about my writing. This book, which I’m fine saying is my second, is good. I have no idea where it came from, but I like it. While my first sits around collecting dust and rejection letters, I’m proud to not give up on either. I have two more days to finish about 30,000 words. And I’m going to try. I can average over 1,000 words an hour if I’m focused. I get focused every two hours or so. I might make it. You never know. Even if I don’t, I’m going to finish this one and send it out into the same world of depressing no thank yous.

It’s getting to be kind of funny. I never dealt well with rejection and now I’m learning first hand what it’s like to put yourself out there and get let down. You have to believe what you’ve done is good, is worth it, and know that you’ll find success, that trying isn’t failing.

I want to catch up on life and tell you my stories and call my family and friends, but everything is put on hold while I try to bust this out. I don’t want to be a quitter. I’ve done that before too- it’s time for the new me to get to work. I’ve got to sell 1000 books if I want to get us a house out here anyway. Can’t burn out before number 2.

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NANO TOTAL: 20037 words. (!)
NaBlo Day 27: Check.


The Whole Problem

There’s a simple, simple answer – why I’m sucking so bad this year. And it’s not spending all my time at the beach, it’s been a little gray this week.
I’m missing my ugly grandpa writing sweater! Remember this post? Last year, I went out and got a Hemingway-esque writing aide. Yes, it was itchy and hideous, but it obviously worked. And this year, I’m not working. I think it’s because my sweater is miles and miles away, stored away in a box, itching things around it, and not helping me write. I need to blame something.

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NANO TOTAL: 7869 words.
NaBlo Day 11: Check.


Can’t Sit Still

Apparently, over the last 11 months, I have lost the ability to be on the computer and not on the internet. Finding this makes me think I need to pull the connection. Also, the ability to write. Really, I can’t sit still. I thought a new place would make me comfortable in spending hours at the computer. I’m getting up earlier than I ever did in Seattle. But I can’t relax. There’s too much to do.

Well, there’s not, but I keep finding things. I can’t decompress and get out of this world long enough to write anything coherent. It’s supposed to just eventually happen, but as we all know, I don’t have forever. The deadline is the point. I wish that would register in my busy little brain.

But nooooo. I’m making new friends, reading new blogs, playing Scrabble. Failing at time management. Becoming easily distracted. Busy bee.

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If husband were to give me a performance evaluation, it’d go like this.

“Well, you’re making dinner – check, going to the gym – check, so well, the whole real reason I let you quit working was to get famous. How are your books coming? Oh really? FAIL.

You’re fired from not working. Get off your blog and go get a job.”

NANO TOTAL: 4283 words.
NaBlo Day 8: Check.


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