The life most real to me. As evidenced by the preponderance of posts.
Since yesterday morning, Donte’s story is 2000 words closer to completion. Okay, 1957 words closer, for those of you with something stuck somewhere private. 24,554 glorious words total, taking poor Donte to the depths of hell. I plan to bring him back–but that part isn’t written yet. Guess I should go write it. 😀 In […]
Just in case anyone was wondering. It hasn’t been a particularly bad day or anything, just long, and I want to go home. I want to go home and write. Well, first I want to put my slippers on, and drink something warm. Then I want to maybe (Maybe!) hang ONE string of Christmas lights–just
So far the experiment is a failure. I’m hanging in there, though. It seemed like a good idea. Hope has always been told that my office is “the quiet room,” so as long as it’s been an office, I’ve been training her to behave in here. (Training, I said. I didn’t say I’d succeeded.) So.
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I’m tracking my manuscript online. It’s fun, but what I really need, is to be able to track it once it arrives at DAW. As in: 12/1/04 Logged In, 2:27 pm 12/2/04, not yet opened 12/3/04, still not opened 12/17/04, taken home by first reader, not yet opened. 12/18/04, 5:10 p.m. first reader’s date cancelled,
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All right, call it prayer or call it spells, the power of positive thinking or the warped emissions of a deranged mind, but I’m calling on all of you who have ever enjoyed so much as a sentence of my writing, to direct some energy toward my manuscript being accepted. It is, even as you
I’m just killing time, trying to avoid working on my novel. It’s within a day of being ready to send out, you see. And I’m scared shitless. But I gotta do it. So enough blogging, it can be neglected one more day. Maybe I’ll start writing more once I get it sent. I wish DAW
Another long and not very productive day. The lady who was supposed to adopt our rats did not come, and I can’t find where I wrote her phone number. I was late to work because I had no energy to make the munchkin get ready this morning. I took lunch to get my hubby’s living