Facing the Beast

With the draft of my novel complete, I’ve been lazily ignoring it.  I know, I know.  It’s terrible.  It has been handed off to my readers, some of whom have returned it to me.  The remarks have been thus far been positive, but that’s making me a little nervous.  The praise is great and does wonders for my writing ego, but I know there’s mistakes and they haven’t been addressed.  

Of course, me actually rereading and editing this will help.  I haven’t opened the printed out copy yet.  Or the Pages document.  Honestly?  I’m getting nervous to look at it.  In my head, it’s still a glorious little draft.  The only draft that I haven’t wanted to bury my head in the sand when someone reads it.  A part of me doesn’t want to find the mistakes.  Editing does crazy things to me.  

Part of my novel-neglect (and my blog!) has been because of school.  I’m only taking 12 credits this semester, but it’s been my busiest yet!  I’ve had two papers accepted into a research conference, and getting those prepared has taken more of my time than I anticipated.  But I can’t blame my editing-neglect on time constraints.  It’s mostly because I’m just a lazy editor for my own work.  I’m a great editor for everyone else though!  Funny how that works, isn’t it?  😉

How about y’all?  Is there anything you dread in the writing process.  Editing, drafting, and rewriting have always been a struggle for me.  I’m too harsh on my own work.  Do I really need to agonize over the word “and” for an hour?  Exactly.  ;p


Good Days

Today has been an overall awesome day. Glenn and I went to the “fancy” mall in this area; it has the more unique stores and it’s the heart of Norfolk. That small area of the city is pretty, but the rest isn’t. And we tried out this sushi place that he’d been to before. The sushi was really good! Volcano rolls make me so happy. ;_; We also had a Domo roll (eel, shrimp, crab, and avocado), and a spicy yellowtail roll. OM NOM NOM. Bought some salsa and chips from Harry and David’s. I love that store so much. There’s so many delicious things there! It was hard to control myself. XD

The best part of today aside from spending it with Glenn? Hearing my mom say this:

“This is publishable. This is the best draft you’ve written, hands down.”

Now THAT’S how you have a great day! I’ve been getting good feedback from my readers; overall good but there’s about a million typos. -.-” Apparently, I’m the queen of typos and missing words. Oops.

Even still, hearing that made me feel great. My mom is an avid mystery-book reader and she couldn’t figure everything out/was surprised. That’s about the best compliment a writer can get, I think.

So, how goes everyone’s writing? Love to hear about it! ❤

The Home Stretch

Nano ends in 3 days. This has been a great month for me. I’ve been swamped with school, and Nano has been a bit stressful but I’m in the home stretch now! Here’s the count:

45774 / 50000

Woo! I’ve got 4226 words left to go. I never had the buffer built up, but I think it’s better that I didn’t. Not having the buffer made me responsible for writing everyday. I’ve set a deadline for myself to get the first draft done by the end of this year, and I think I can do it. It feels natural to write everyday again, and that was one my main goals for doing Nano. It’s such a cathartic experience. Writing everyday has been like a mental retreat from the world; even though that world can be frustrating too!

Has anyone else been doing Nano? Anyone feeling the same catharsis I am? 🙂

NaNo Countdown

Hi guys!  I’ve been so tied up with school I haven’t had much time for anything else.  Laura Stanfill was sweet enough to award me a Versatile Blogger Award, and I haven’t had the time to even nominate my fellow bloggers!  I’m bit too late to the party now, but there are some really great blogs floating around that I’ve come across.  Hopefully I can make a list of those sometime soon.

And November is just around the corner…

It's NaNoWriMo time!

Which means its NaNoWriMo Time!  Well, NaNo prep, panic, pep talk time.  I’m getting psyched up for it.  50k in 30 days.  That’s about 1,667 words a day, folks.  It’s manageable.  It’s doable.  And we ALL can do it!  Storyfix.com is doing a daily post this month to get ready for NaNo: tips and tricks to not freak yourself out, ideas on how not to go crazy, that kind of thing.  And of course, there’s nanowrimo.org that has some good pep talks and opportunities for you to connect with other insane people writers!  I’m going to be posting NaNo pep talks throughout the month too, probably with some angsting in there too.  :p

So, who’s doing NaNo?  How are you getting ready for the madness fun?

Slow Down

Hi guys!  I’m just letting you know that I might be posting a little less.  This semester has me swamped at the moment, and I’m not sure when I’m going to have time to make new post!  I’ve had some ideas, but whew time is flying by!  Also, my parents have decided that we’re repainting the living room so I’m been tangled up with that too!

Anyway, hopefully I’ll have a real post ready by next week.  Take care everyone!  Happy writing!  😀

Take Me Higher

It’s amazing how writing can give you a high like nothing else.  I’m not talking about a woah-inducing kind of high, but that rush.  It’s a bit addicting.  Writing used to come in spurts for me; I’d write a ton of words (sometimes 10-15k) at a time and then nothing for weeks.  Sometimes months.  And then the writing low would come: no energy, frustrated with the project, suddenly everything turns to crap, and worst of all the progress goes from stalled to going backwards.

I thought I had kicked that habit, but I’m worried.  I’ve been enjoying every second of my new project, and that high is back in full swing.  I’ve written 8.5k over two days.  The overall word count is only around 14k, but I’m still concerned that the high will fade.  When I’m really into it, when the words are flowing out of me, I’m completely in another world.  “What do you mean I have work to do for my classes?  That quiz in Chinese isn’t until– uh oh, it’s tomorrow.  There’s still time, I can still get in a few more words.  Just a couple hundred more and I’ll stop, I promise!”

Don’t get me wrong, I love the high, but I also love school.  Obviously there’s needs to be a balance, but isn’t it cruel to abandon your characters when all they want is just a few hundred more words of attention?  What’s a few hundred words between friends, anyway?  😉

So fellow writing-junkies, what do you when the high hits but there’s other stuff to attend to?  Are you good little writers and get everything else done to feed your addiction?  Or should you while you’re still feeling the inspiration?


***I swear I’m not as far behind with my classes as it seems!  But that quiz really did creep up on me!  XD

September 11, 2001

I remember having a panic attack that morning before everything happened.  I was in seventh grade.  I remember hearing teachers crying and screaming at school; there were computers and televisions in most of the classrooms.  We watched the Towers come down.  I remember my classmates staring at the screen in horror.

My dad was supposed to be in the Pentagon that day.  He had a business call there.  I can’t remember much else; my best friend is a year younger than me, and she remembers being dragged into my classroom to try to get me to stop crying.  I was sent to the office at some point.  I tried my dad’s cell phone.  No answer.  Again.  No answer.  Again.  And again.  No answer.

My mom was teaching at a different school and I couldn’t reach her.  The rest of the day passed in a blur.  I don’t really remember very much, honestly.

By the time I turned the corner and saw my dad’s car in the driveway, I collapsed on the road.  My best friend helped me up and home.  He was sitting at the kitchen table, eyes glassy.  I started sobbing.  He was alive.

The business call got rescheduled early that morning and the battery in his large, clunky cell phone was dead.

I remember the horror of 9/11.  I remember hearing everyone in my school cry.  I remember the terror.  My family was lucky.  So many other families were not so lucky.  I live in a military town, and for months after the attack the malls were bare.  All public places were bare.  There were flags everywhere, photos of the people that gave their lives.

I debated posting about 9/11 or not, but I think it needs to be stated again and again that it was a national tragedy.  Not something that effected no one you knew.  At age 12, I knew what terror meant.

Please, say a prayer for those who died that day.  Remember them and their bravery.

God Bless America!  God Bless us all!

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