I don’t know what to say. I feel like I’ve gotten so far off course, I don’t know what it will take to get me back. I’m not a big fan of excuses, so it seems moot to point out that I’ve been working, been sick, have relatives in town and been feeling really, really down where the writing is concerned.
So, what do you post to a blog on writing when you’ve been writing squat?
There’s no way in hell I’m making my NaNo goal. There I said it. No excuses. It’s just not gonna happen, not in November, anyway. I feel like I can’t give a piece of writing away at this point. No, no, I was working on that a while ago, wasn’t I? Geez.
I’ve been collecting some interesting calls for submissions, though, and still have the chance to finish a story that an editor asked me for by the end of the year. So, high hopes, eh?
I hope you guys haven’t given up on me out there and I’m so sorry I’ve been ignoring my blog. It’s just what I do when I’m ashamed… I cover my face.
In other news, though, in about a month there will be a whole new venue for you to learn about all things me, hear me vent, watch my progess (dear God, let there be some progress) read my writing, maybe even see some pictures. Yes, for Christmas I’ve requested a personal website, more details as they come.
So, I couldn’t really mention over the last week what was keeping me so tied up and stressed out and away form the PC. I threw (along with my in-laws) the husband a surprise birthday party over the weekend and was spending every free moment running to the store to get something or locking myself in my office to write out invitations or plan the menu or handle RSVPs… UGH!
I hate planning parties. I’m unbelievably happy it’s over and I can get back to life now. I picked up a cold along the way. It’s not as bad as last time and I’m hoping it will just skate on by. My mother-in-law is in from Alaska so we’ll be back and forth this week having the kids visit with her and I need to find time to see my family this weekend as well.
And Trouble… not much more progess there but I am so hoping that will change. I’m not counting on getting to 50,000. I’d be happy with getting halfway there at this point but I’m just proud that I even attempted it knowing what a hectic month this would be.
Any chance someone out there has a pill strong enough to allow me to sleep through the holidays?
I managed about a measly 700 words on Trouble tonight as I’m trying to ease get back into the story and find my rythm again. I wrote the difficult flashback scene. Right now it’s vague, but it’s enough to lead me in the right direction. It’s only 700 words, but I feel good about it. After all, it’s 700 more words than what was there before I opened the file.
It’s been a week since I opened the file for Trouble. I’ve lost my groove somehow and I don’t know how to get it back. I equate my NaNoWriMo experience to my history with going to the gym. As long as I’m going every other day like clockwork, I’m good, but once I take a day or two off, that’s it. It becomes easy to slack off and say tomorrow, no tomorrow, no Monday, yes, Monday I’ll start fresh.
But, I only had a month and I let a week slide right from under me. How crazy am I? That was valuble writing time!
And what the hell happened? I’m still happy with the story. I love my characters and I pretty much know where it’s all going (even beyond NaNo) but somehow I’ve been paralyzed and I just don’t know how to jump back in there.
I’ve gone and made things extra hard for myself. At the rate I’m going, I’ll be writing pages at the dinner table on Thanksgiving if I want to even come close to meeting my goal. How typical.
I did find out recently that I have to find new daycare arrangements for my kids by the beginning of the year and that has me pretty stressed, so can I blame it all on that?
… and it’s too late and I’m too tired to post properly tonight. I also admit that I’ve been a bad, bad NaNo’er as well. I’ve got to get back on the wagon.
But, I am alive and kicking. Well, alive anyway.
I found this little snippet in a review of Naughty Spanking Stories From A to Z earlier today:
“Besides the usual tales of spanking woes and whoa’s, read “Bend” by Tenille Brown which illustrates a woman who seeks revenge on a cheating fiancé through a belt…”
Not much, but I’ll take what I can get.
It wasn’t the most productive weekend as writing goes, but some wonderful help from Devon yesterday has me well on my way with my revised press release and repackaged e-book. I am at almost 13,000 words on Trouble because I had a great writing day Friday but I haven’t been able to look at the manuscript since.
Yes, I’m getting to the hard parts. Actually, I’ve been writing around the hard parts, writing the fun scenes, the love scenes and the interesting dialogue, but it’s gotten to the point where I have to deal with the conflict and boy is it a conflict.
It was an easy start for me because the novel opens fifteen years after the big incident and my main character has returned to the place where said incident occurred so I knew that sooner or later she had to face the music. It’s looking like the only way it can come out, I mean really come out, is in flashback scenes (and I hate writing flashback scenes) but they get the story told and I’m trying to keep it minimal.
I’ve given away ten copies of the e-book. I can’t wait to tweak it so that I can send out my mass emails promoting it.
Hung out late Friday night. Ended up with scraped knees. Don’t ask.
We took the kids to see Chicken Little today. They enjoyed it. I was just happy it was a short movie.
I just got back from my friend K’s house. I had my twosome with me. It was her first time meeting my kids. I’m pretty sure she’ll never invite us back.
Now I’m back home and ready for my nightcap.