It’s not my fault. I wouldn’t stay up so late, writing, if all these people would leave me alone to write during the day. I know, I know, they love me. And I can’t write all the time. (That has yet to be proven to my satisfaction!) Anyway, today’s total is 40,723. Not too bad. […]
The Witching Hour–Again! Read More ยป
About three yawns ago, I think. I give. 39,872 is the total today, a little over 600 words added. Better than I expected. And besides, at least 300 of those are incredibly moving and well-written, taking the story a step higher than I really thought to go. Yes, I am a little proud of myself.
When Did It Get Past Midnight? Read More ยป
Yesterday was a big news day. So naturally, I didn’t blog. About par for the course… Okay, bad news first. I checked Saturday’s mail, and found a form letter rejection from DAW Books. My ms wasn’t even considered good enough to rate a scrawled “tighten it up and try again” or “good characters, plot drags”
Only I’m not sure it’s thrilling. 35,871 is the total, and Donte and Selene are on trial for committing violence. There’s a switch, usually in my stories, the law is nowhere in sight. Naturally, since the authorities have taken an interest, they are prosecuting the wrong people… I don’t know why you say I’m cynical.
Courtroom Thriller Read More ยป
34,391. Yes, that is a respectable total. But it’s aggravating, when I’m rolling along beautifully, and I run into a wall. That’s what happened today. There’s only two hundred words added, since about 2 this afternoon. The next six or so hours I spent piddling around, doing housework in five or ten minute installments, trying
One of Those Things Read More ยป
No, I didn’t write a damn word yesterday. I lost my keys at the mall, and by the time I got them back and got the two of us safely home with our packages, all I wanted to do was fall into bed. Which I did. However, I made up for it tonight. 33,240 is
With a Vengeance! Read More ยป
31,305. One hundred twenty-five measly words. Blah. Damn, I need a vacation. I’m so tired of running everywhere. Why can’t I just stay home and write? Mr. DAW Submissions Editor, please buy my book. I can’t stand working for a living much longer.