Changes coming to Entry. In trying to find a more stable/professional platform, I've come across other avenues for web/blogging. Yeah, nothing new, but things will be different around here soon enough.
Originally, this was just a general all-around sounding board. But, as work picks up and I branch out, this blog will become more focused. As we evolve, so must our mediums. I still plan to keep Uncle's mentions around tho. The man's too important a part in my life to leave out.
We'll see how it goes. These changes will not be overnight.
And, to anyone still reading this: Thank You!
Saturday, November 5, 2011
05 Nov. 2011
NaNoWriMo!!!
Yup, it's that time of year again!
Usually, I observe it in some fashion or another. I'm glad to see it's here. This year, however, I may just work on a piece in time with it (still outlining).
Rules state 50k word minimum. I'm aiming for 30k, just to keep the stress down with Kenneth on the way. Plus, 4 pages a day allows for catch up -- and gives me time to get the Yule and Christmas gifts made, surf the markets, get my other projects in and, maybe, do a little marketing (depending on which projects are picked up when).
Just have three rules to live by:
1) Doesn't have to be pretty or perfect, it just has to be written.
2) All first drafts suck! (albeit, some more than others)
3) Let the story lead you, not you leading the story. (It's an adventure! Enjoy the little trip down the rabbit hole.)
Anything else . . . that's what we have revision for. ;)
Write first, read later. I do that piece by piece -- some pieces larger than others. If anything, it helps keep the original goal in mind -- the true heart of the story. Things can change quickly. But, is it really for the best?
This month, I'll be foregoing that for marginalia.
Have done so in my earlier works . . . and helps when the story moves too fast to pause. Hoping this goes the same way. Only with a better outcome. LOL!
Earlier works are always kept in my slosh pile, an oubliette of bad writing. But, from time to time, I go back and reread (usually with my fingers over my eyes) a bit of the old days. For three reasons: 1) somewhere in those pieces, are sparks, seeds for other stories; 2) to remind myself, in times of 'am I writing badly or just being too hard on myself' that I don't suck that much; 3) to get myself thinking outside the box.
Other than that, the crap in the pile is kept solely because it's stuff I've written -- and to collect dust.
Some things, unlike fine whiskey, never get better with age.
Well, here's to NaNoWriMo!! May it forever be a challenge and a reminder of what so many of us do!
Yup, it's that time of year again!
Usually, I observe it in some fashion or another. I'm glad to see it's here. This year, however, I may just work on a piece in time with it (still outlining).
Rules state 50k word minimum. I'm aiming for 30k, just to keep the stress down with Kenneth on the way. Plus, 4 pages a day allows for catch up -- and gives me time to get the Yule and Christmas gifts made, surf the markets, get my other projects in and, maybe, do a little marketing (depending on which projects are picked up when).
Just have three rules to live by:
1) Doesn't have to be pretty or perfect, it just has to be written.
2) All first drafts suck! (albeit, some more than others)
3) Let the story lead you, not you leading the story. (It's an adventure! Enjoy the little trip down the rabbit hole.)
Anything else . . . that's what we have revision for. ;)
Write first, read later. I do that piece by piece -- some pieces larger than others. If anything, it helps keep the original goal in mind -- the true heart of the story. Things can change quickly. But, is it really for the best?
This month, I'll be foregoing that for marginalia.
Have done so in my earlier works . . . and helps when the story moves too fast to pause. Hoping this goes the same way. Only with a better outcome. LOL!
Earlier works are always kept in my slosh pile, an oubliette of bad writing. But, from time to time, I go back and reread (usually with my fingers over my eyes) a bit of the old days. For three reasons: 1) somewhere in those pieces, are sparks, seeds for other stories; 2) to remind myself, in times of 'am I writing badly or just being too hard on myself' that I don't suck that much; 3) to get myself thinking outside the box.
Other than that, the crap in the pile is kept solely because it's stuff I've written -- and to collect dust.
Some things, unlike fine whiskey, never get better with age.
Well, here's to NaNoWriMo!! May it forever be a challenge and a reminder of what so many of us do!
Friday, October 28, 2011
28 Oct. 2011
Oh, such a great day!
Spent last night up way too late, finishing a piece (rough draft), revising major and annoying misses in grammar and formatting -- Write first, Worry later! -- and searching for new publishers and pew projects. Really, not bad for 6 hours' work. It felt really good to be back in it again. Forgot how much I missed short story publications.
Then, woke up and Mike made a wonderful breakfast. He's really looking forward to me working again, more than once in a while. This has been a truly great day.
Mike is going to read over the piece (free review) and I'm going to pour over the new projects I found while he went out and about. Figured I'd be set until the end of the year. One is due end of November; two in December.
One's not for pay, but, man, am so stoked about the requested content. And what better way to simply enjoy writing than to take on a piece just for shits and giggles!
Other than that, Kenneth has been kicking up a storm... can hear him with a stethoscope now. Even answers his daddy with kicks! so cute!
Uncle has also been up and about. I love it when he's here. Sitting in the living room, in the recliner, I noticed someone (I was home alone) get up off the couch. Saw the white shirt -- it's what he wears half the time -- but wasn't sure I saw it. Shortly thereafter, I caught light out of the corner of my eye. My office light was on.
Felt really bad when I went in there to turn it off. Was like he was telling me to get back to work, I should be in my office, not out watching TV. And the room felt rather lonely. Wish I could have stayed, but I need the recliner to keep my feet up. Also, yeah, my desk was (is) a natural disaster again. It's my other project for the day.
Spent last night up way too late, finishing a piece (rough draft), revising major and annoying misses in grammar and formatting -- Write first, Worry later! -- and searching for new publishers and pew projects. Really, not bad for 6 hours' work. It felt really good to be back in it again. Forgot how much I missed short story publications.
Then, woke up and Mike made a wonderful breakfast. He's really looking forward to me working again, more than once in a while. This has been a truly great day.
Mike is going to read over the piece (free review) and I'm going to pour over the new projects I found while he went out and about. Figured I'd be set until the end of the year. One is due end of November; two in December.
One's not for pay, but, man, am so stoked about the requested content. And what better way to simply enjoy writing than to take on a piece just for shits and giggles!
Other than that, Kenneth has been kicking up a storm... can hear him with a stethoscope now. Even answers his daddy with kicks! so cute!
Uncle has also been up and about. I love it when he's here. Sitting in the living room, in the recliner, I noticed someone (I was home alone) get up off the couch. Saw the white shirt -- it's what he wears half the time -- but wasn't sure I saw it. Shortly thereafter, I caught light out of the corner of my eye. My office light was on.
Monday, October 17, 2011
17 Oct. 2011
How was your day?
Mine's gone almost nowhere.
LOL, but guess I'd have it no other way. Spent all day outlining the piece for a publisher. And it never got to the opening line until about half an hour ago.
okay, forgot I had the window up, now passed the word limit for scene: one. Glad it's just a guideline, not the hard, fast rule.
Beginning the work was slow going at best today. And, come as the words wouldn't, I shortened the word count for the opener. Anything to make it feel more plausible to get writing. The 400 words, I could allow to 800.
Only reason it's shortened, honestly, is that getting the piece on it's feet seemed impossible -- without combining the first two scenes in a way they touched. down right smooched. There is no line dividing them.
so, guess it's not all bad. at least it's getting opened. And, by the gods, have been second guessing myself sooooooo much tonight to get it this far. Seems silly. But, with the rust that has gathered on, not only me, but my writing of short pieces, has gotten quite thick.
It's coming off though. And, it feels SOOOOOOO GOOD to be working again!!! How I've missed it!! Even the hard days and heartaches. I've missed it all!
If anything, it's proved where I'm meant to be in my life: right here at the keys. All I have to do is get published again. ;)
Will deal with that when I reach it. First thing's first. Write! Write! Write!
The rest will be as it's to be. Am just glad to be working again. And, for right now, words on the page, even less than perfect ones, are gold. Revision will correct the rest. ;)
This blog did come off rather disjointed. So was I when I began it. And a 30+ minute gap, I see, didn't help. Well, not for the post. It did for the mood. Work cures all. ;)
Mine's gone almost nowhere.
LOL, but guess I'd have it no other way. Spent all day outlining the piece for a publisher. And it never got to the opening line until about half an hour ago.
okay, forgot I had the window up, now passed the word limit for scene: one. Glad it's just a guideline, not the hard, fast rule.
Beginning the work was slow going at best today. And, come as the words wouldn't, I shortened the word count for the opener. Anything to make it feel more plausible to get writing. The 400 words, I could allow to 800.
Only reason it's shortened, honestly, is that getting the piece on it's feet seemed impossible -- without combining the first two scenes in a way they touched. down right smooched. There is no line dividing them.
so, guess it's not all bad. at least it's getting opened. And, by the gods, have been second guessing myself sooooooo much tonight to get it this far. Seems silly. But, with the rust that has gathered on, not only me, but my writing of short pieces, has gotten quite thick.
It's coming off though. And, it feels SOOOOOOO GOOD to be working again!!! How I've missed it!! Even the hard days and heartaches. I've missed it all!
If anything, it's proved where I'm meant to be in my life: right here at the keys. All I have to do is get published again. ;)
Will deal with that when I reach it. First thing's first. Write! Write! Write!
The rest will be as it's to be. Am just glad to be working again. And, for right now, words on the page, even less than perfect ones, are gold. Revision will correct the rest. ;)
This blog did come off rather disjointed. So was I when I began it. And a 30+ minute gap, I see, didn't help. Well, not for the post. It did for the mood. Work cures all. ;)
Saturday, October 15, 2011
15 Oct. 2011
Yea, dry streak is over and I'm back to throwing up (in some inconvenient places)!!! Oh, joy. Only upside on this is that the sicker I am, the less likely it is of a miscarriage. Would rather I be sick than Kenneth.
On the work front, I'm rather worried. Have I forgotten what it is to be freaked out on Halloween? For weeks I've tried and tried and tried to figure out the best parts of and what makes a good scary story. I've gotten 2 written, and a 3rd nearly done, but . . . it's just the same as the old campfire tales we used to tell when the sun went down and scared ourselves silly. I so miss those days.
Back then everything made a good tale and scares were a penny a thousand. For a short story, I can't seem to find that feeling. That innocent scare.
Have I lost touch? Lost that untainted, unseasoned chill? Have I forgotten the true fun and heart of Halloween?
I think it's time I got back to basics.
On the work front, I'm rather worried. Have I forgotten what it is to be freaked out on Halloween? For weeks I've tried and tried and tried to figure out the best parts of and what makes a good scary story. I've gotten 2 written, and a 3rd nearly done, but . . . it's just the same as the old campfire tales we used to tell when the sun went down and scared ourselves silly. I so miss those days.
Back then everything made a good tale and scares were a penny a thousand. For a short story, I can't seem to find that feeling. That innocent scare.
Have I lost touch? Lost that untainted, unseasoned chill? Have I forgotten the true fun and heart of Halloween?
I think it's time I got back to basics.
Monday, October 10, 2011
11 Oct. 2011
Been working on the piece for Halloween. Not at all happy with it. The eerie feeling I wanted in the pages is null and void. How can I miss so badly??? Ugh, fun, fun. NOT!
Need to go back over it after some down time. Creepy music, ghost vids and horror movies aught to do it. Will pick it up when the groove returns. LOL.
Upside, found a new food item Kenneth lets me keep down: cinnamon rolls (without the icing). Oh, so hard not to eat the entire batch in one sitting. Oy, so much indulgence would not go well. Too much food atop the little one and up it's sent.
Will continue/revamp the piece in the morn. They asked for a piece and I want to make it good. They're my friends, some I hold like family, they deserve my best.
Need to go back over it after some down time. Creepy music, ghost vids and horror movies aught to do it. Will pick it up when the groove returns. LOL.
Upside, found a new food item Kenneth lets me keep down: cinnamon rolls (without the icing). Oh, so hard not to eat the entire batch in one sitting. Oy, so much indulgence would not go well. Too much food atop the little one and up it's sent.
Will continue/revamp the piece in the morn. They asked for a piece and I want to make it good. They're my friends, some I hold like family, they deserve my best.
10 Oct. 2011
New shirt, finally got pics that looked decent. Our son's first costume. ROFL!
Felt Kenneth rocking and rolling this morn. He had me so sick, I knew he had to be dancing up a storm. Was nearly asleep when he shot a couple of good jolts to my innards. Woke me right up! Lol. Was excited and concerned.... Still trying to wrap my mind around it. That and being able to feel him shifting around when I pressed lightly on his house.
This is so weird, so... ...something else entirely...
Can't wait to meet him.
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