Insanity Bug

Today, I post not as a writer, but as a woman sitting in the midst of crazy children, too many toys, about 5 loads of laundry that needto be sorted and put away, three loads that need to be washed, and a less than perfectly clean house. My carpets need vacuuming, but that has to wait as our vacuum broke last week and we cannot afford a new one until our taxes hit our bank account.

Speaking of taxes, everything just happened to occur at the perfect time this year. We have tabs due on both vehicles, though that happens this time every year. We need new tires on one of our vehicles. The batteries in all three of our telephone handsets decided to quite functioning properly last week and now we are lucky to make it through the entire day with a charged phone. I am so grateful that we will have the funds to fix all of these things right away.

Life is chaotic, unorganized, and fun... and oh, how I love it!

Thoughtful Thursday

I have decided that I will not set any writing goals for myself. Yeah, do want to write at least 30 minutes everyday, but Serenity comes out better when I'm not setting a time to finish a certain part. Plus, with kids, I prefer to delegate my time for them and when I have something I need to write, I will. Yeah, a story won't write itself, but it won't come out very well if I try to rush it along. So, I will now set my new goal for Serenity. I will write the story when it needs to be written, not when I need it written.

There you have it, my reasonable goal. :D

Teaser Tuesday

This is from Chapter 9. It is very rough, so please forgive if it isn't fantastic.

Xander’s voice seethed through the wooden barrier, sounding as though he spoke through clenched teeth. “Please release the enchantment.”

Seryn turned the knob, slowly cracking the door open. At the sound of scuffling, she peered through the small opening. Her breath caught in her throat as her eyes connected with Kalesten’s translucent cerulean eyes where he stood a few feet away, a slight shake of his head froze her in her place.

Xander stood on the tips of his toes behind Kalesten clenching a blade to the warlock’s throat with a shaking hand. Xander brought his head toward Kalesten’s ear, Xander’s mouth drawn in a tight line, anger flashed in his eyes. The muscles in his neck tensed as he spoke, “Give me one reason why I shouldn’t kill you right here.”

A hint of a smile appeared and his eyes glistened as Kalesten simply nodded his head toward the opened bedroom door.

Xander’s eyes followed the movement of the warlock’s strong hand. Xander’s gaze fell upon a motionless figure lying on the bed in the middle of the room.

The warlock snorted, “I’m the only one who can wake her up.”

Let Me Grow Up

Looking through my binder of poetry is a little depressing.  Some of the stuff I had written is not pleasant.  It is not all dark and dreadful, just sad.  Also, I varied between being afraid of any type of punctuation, where there is not much at all, to being in love with punctuation and seeing is splattered all over the piece.  I will type all of my flashback work exactly as it is in the binder.  Most of what is written is the first draft.  I felt that if a piece of my poetry was edited, it would loose something in the process.

This poem is from 2001.

Let Me Grow Up

I am eighteen years old
The decisions I make are my own
The life I am living is mine
I am legally able to be an adult
So why do you still act as if I were a child
I do not choose to hurt you,
To lead you astray
I do not make my choices
So that I may forget you or avoid you
I choose to grow out
Out of the skin that has become so tight
The skin of a child I never was
I choose to grow away
Away from the memories that haunt my childhood
Away from the unfair demands of an older adult
I choose to grow apart
Apart from the lies I've been living through
Apart from a love that I've never been given
I choose to grow down
The truth is,
I've been grown up for so long
I cannot remember growing up
I've been grown up for so long
Because of reasons you would not understand
So, now I choose to grow up
Why won't you let me?

Wordle Word Cloud

So, out of boredom, I decided to place what I have completed of my first draft into http://www.wordle.net/ and it generated a word cloud.  I most definitely had an issue in the first few chapters with over describing eye movement... a lot of that junk will be cut out in my first full edit sweep.  My character names are HUGE, meaning I've used them the most in my manuscript.  I will be looking into ways to cut down the name usage.  Besides the overdescription of eye/ head movement, and overusing names, I think the word usage is pretty balanced thus far.

Quotable Thursday

Here are a few quotes in my WIP that I like.

He kissed her with a sudden fierceness and overwhelming passion.

A ghost of a smile twitched at the edges of his mouth.

I'm Writing a Novel... RT Wednesday

So, I'm jumping in a little late, but I am posting.

Question of the day is: What's everyone's reaction when they find out you're writing a book?

I haven't told many people that I'm not actually close to.  I post status updates on Facebook that are writing related and people who are interested are the people who respond.  I've gotten generally good responses from people.  Usually it is the actually genuine "Good for you."  I also have people opening up conversations for me with the excited, "She's a writer."  I usually blush and smile.   I love having a base of people who are supportive of my choice to write.

The only thing I get from people that seems difficult to answer is the, "What's it about?"  I wish I could answer that at this time, but I really can't just yet.  I have the first 9.5 chapters complete and an outline.  I don't know how the final two chapters are going to play out, but they will get there when I do.  I don't think I will be able to properly answer that question until the first draft is complete. 

I hope to keep people interested once the story is complete and I begin even more stories that burn in my mind.  Right now, though, my train of thought has fizzled and is telling me I must go to bed.  Goodnight and thank you for reading.