Running with the #WIPpet #WIPpetWednesday

It’s been 4 weeks since I posted. oooops! my bad! I haven’t done any writing this past month, which saddens me. I need to get back on the boat and I’m hoping posting a WIPpet will help. The blog I was running for reviews has shut down officially, so I should have more time to be writing. It’s only been a week, but I’m still recovering and doing some of the final touches on the blog. Hope to have it completed by the end of next month and wash my hands of it.

I’ve spent a very small amount of time this week looking into marketing for my stories. I’ve gotten slack on it this past year, and I’m definitely seeing it in sales. I need new ideas and new ways to go about doing some marketing that won’t take up too much of my already thin time. Most of what I’ve looked at is how to stream-line everything, not specific tactics, which has actually been rather helpful (for my sanity at least).

Back to WIPpet. This is a continuation of the story I was posting on, Mourn (Kansas Beatitude #2). The funeral is officially over, the service anyway, but they’re still at the church. For some reason, I think make-out scenes in a church are HAWT! hahaha

Today I have 25 sentences. 24 for the day and one for good luck because I so freakin’ need it. This is rough, rough first draft, so yes, typos are included.

Ashley sat her down and shut the door, keeping the lights off. She then disappeared and reappeared with Moira’s plate full of food. “You looked insanely overwhelmed out there.”

“Thanks, I was.”

Moira licked her lips as Ashley sat next to her. Moira’s heart raced as their knees touched. With the services out of the way, Moira could only focus on one thing: Ashley. She’d been there for her throughout the whole week. And if Moira was being honest with herself, there had never been anyone except Ashley.

“I have a few minutes.” Ashley interrupted her thoughts. “Do you need anything else?”

Her voice caught in her throat. Moira bit her lip. She’d been handed a golden opportunity. Ashley was leaning in closer, her eyes focused on her, waiting for an answer to her question. Moira left all other thoughts behind and leaned in, taking the moment as it came.

Their lips touched. Ashley made a surprised noise in the back of her throat, but Moira wasn’t going to let go unless Ashley specifically told her to. She threaded her fingers into the back of Ashley’s hair and tightened her grip, making sure Ashley wasn’t going anywhere. It took Ashley a few more seconds to relax, but when she did, Moira put everything she had into the kiss. She scraped her nails against the nape of Ashley’s neck and slid a hand up her thigh, stopping just as it started to curve into her hip.

Ashley gripped Moira’s arm that was reached out behind her neck and dug her fingers into the fabric. Ashley was moaning, and Moira pressed her tongue against Ashley’s lips. Fluttering her eyes open, she stared in the deep blue before closing them again and focusing only on feeling. It was exactly like they were back in high school again, making out in the locker rooms and the bathrooms and in the back of the school behind the bleachers on the field.

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Decisions, Decisions, will they come back to haunt us? #WIPpetWednesday #WIPpet #AmWriting

I’m excited to say that I’ve actually spent quite a bit of time writing this week. I feel like I’m finally getting back into the swing of things. On Monday I wrote close to 5,000 words, so I guess that helps makes up for my ROW80 goals that I’ve missed. I need to write about 1500 words every day to maintain my ROW80 goals.

I’m very close to being halfway done with this short story, word count wise. There are three more scenes to write, although I could probably cut one if I really wanted to. I’ll decide when I get there. I figured out what the first story in the Kansas Beatitudes “Poor in Spirit” is going to be about, which makes me super happy, and I’m finding a way to connect each story to each other with characters that cross over as side characters. In other words, Ashley shows up in the first story, and Martha will show up in the third story (it’ll actually be about Martha). I do need to plan out/get an idea for the third story though.

On a side note: I was looking at different publishers to possibly submit these short stories to. I could self-publish, which is still on the table, but I prefer a publisher if only for the fact that I want to be a bit lazier with these stories until I really get back on my feet. I have a list of publishers to send to; I’m just not sure which one I’ll send to first. Anyway, back on track, I was looking at one of these publisher’s open calls, and they’re seeking holiday stories. I have one that’s not quite finished but is well over the halfway point. I could easily finish it up and submit it. My only hesitation is that it’s M/M and not F/F. I don’t want to piss off my F/F readers, so I’m thinking if I did do that I’d submit under a different pen name (one I’ve thought about for a long time), but then again, I don’t want it to be a one-off story pen name either. ugh, so many decisions that are really minor and I just need to make them.

I could consider converting the story to be F/F, but that’d take quite a bit of time (not that I don’t have time, the submission isn’t due until Sept 15th), but I’m not sure how much of the story will be lost if I change the sex of the main two characters. It’s something for me to ruminate on for sure.

Back on track of what today is all about. My WIPpet! This is an excerpt from Mourn, Kansas Beatitude #2. Because I’m writing this post on Tuesday instead of in the wee hours of the morning on Wednesday, I was able to get super creative with the math for the day.

2016 / 7 [month] = 288 + (7 [day] – 2 [day]) = 293 and you get 293 words today from Mourn.

She sniffled but didn’t dare repeat herself. It might have been twenty years since Moira had left, but it had taken her twenty years to admit out loud that Moira leaving had hurt her so much that she was still dealing with it. Swallowing, Ashley shuffled in the chair, not quite sure what to say.

“I’m so sorry,” Moira whispered, reaching out and gripping Ashley’s fingers tightly. She curved their hands together and didn’t seem to be letting go any time soon. “I didn’t know what to tell you.”

“The truth would have been a good place to start.” Ashley’s voice rang through her kitchen, and she bit her tongue. She was usually so much better at hiding her emotions than this.

Moira licked her lips and straightened her back, but she didn’t let go of Ashley’s hand. “I told you the truth back then, and I’ll tell you again now. I loved you, Ashley, more than I thought was possible.”

“You loved me, but you left.” She was whispering but it was more like screaming. The last thing she wanted was for her son to hear what was going on and tell his father, only to have his father take them all back to court for custody again. “You abandoned me our last year of school. We could have both gotten out of here, but you had to shove me in the garbage along with everything else you left behind.”

“Ash—”

“Don’t. Just don’t. You have no idea what that did to me because you didn’t care to look. It’s been twenty years, so just leave it alone.”

“Ash, I looked. Trust me. I saw everything that was happening to you, more than you saw. I was trying to protect you.”

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A new work in progress #Mourn #KansasBeatitude #WIPpet

It’s been a while since I’ve done WIPpet. It’s also been a while since I’ve written and posted on this blog. I’m attempting to get back on track with this writing stuff and back into the habit of writing everyday.

I’ve joined up with ROW80 this round in an attempted to basically write one short story every ten days. It’s not going well. I still only have 2500 words that I wrote the first day, but I’m going to share some of it today.

The idea for this series of short stories is romance shorts based on the beatitudes. There are eight beatitudes in total, and each short story will be a minimum of 15,000 words, totaling 120,000 words when I finish all eight. I have all but 3 planned with basic plots, and I’ve been working on the second beatitude since that plot came easiest for me. Each short story will take place in Kansas (where I’m currently stationed) thus making the theme complete.

I do hope I can finish them all so I can publish these. =P But it’s romance so maybe it was a bad idea to write romance to get me back into the game since it’s not my strongest genre. Oh well, only time will tell.

WIPpet Wednesday is a day where we post snippets from our Work In Progress. It’s got one very simple rule: your snippet must in some way relate to the date. For this WIPpet, I’ll be sharing from Mourn, Kansas Beatitude #2. These are the first 21 sentences of the piece, 20 for today’s date and one for good luck because I really need it. This is straight draft form, and I haven’t gone through it at all, so forgive the typos/grammar/spelling.

“Blessed are those who mourn: for they will be comforted.”

With her finger bent, she rapped her knuckle against the screen door. The wooden door was wide open, and the heat from the house, which was actually a business, rushed through the screen and barely touched her cheeks. Taking a  deep breath, Moira sturdied her shoulders and waited for someone to answer. The figure shown through the door in seconds, and she took a step back off the cement deck so the door could be opened.

“My sister called and said this is where I was supposed to meet you?” Moira said it like a question, but she knew exactly where she was. She’d only been there once before when she was a little kid and her grandmother had died, but she remembered the smell of the makeshift funeral home distinctly.

“Moira.” The voice was smooth and warm.

Moira finally raised her gaze, locking her eyes with the woman standing on the other side of the doorway, pity lacing her features. Moira gritted her teeth and tensed her shoulders. She had never expected that woman to be standing in front of her, had never expected to see her again, in fact, she had prayed every night for years that she wouldn’t have to look upon her beautiful face again.

“Get in here out of the cold.”

Without saying another word, Moira pushed her way through the screen door until she stood just inside. Shivering in the sudden warmth, she stripped off her winter jacket and twirled her scarf from around her neck. She was going to be there a while, whether she wanted to be or not. With her heart racing, Moira lifted her gaze once again, this time prepared.

“I didn’t think I’d ever see you again, Ashley.”

Ashely gave a wry smile and took Moira’s jacket, hanging it next to the door. “Me either. Thought you’d left never to return.”

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Back for some WIPpet Wednesday #WIPpetWednesday #amwriting

Oh if only I remember clearly how to do this and where the links are and everything! It has been so long since I’ve been apart of WIPpet, and I sorely miss it.

I’ve decided to post from this scifi tentacle thing I started writing the other day. I’ve only made it 2000 words into it. I’d also love to finish this paranormal romance novella thing I started forever and a day ago that I’ve only ever made it halfway through the first chapter. OOOOoooops! In the upcoming months, I’d love to finish this and I need to (read have to, must, absolutely) finish De-Termination, which brings me back to Faye & her wild and crazy antics. De-Termination releases Oct 1, and I haven’t even written it. I do have a pretty cover for it though! And a blurb.

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Faye has never been more determined in her life.

 

After becoming an integral part of Molly’s crew to find unique creatures, Faye feels she’s finally found a place she can stick around for a few years. She grows more comfortable with the team each passing day, and when Molly sends her and Benjamin on a job, she jumps at the opportunity.

Disaster strikes only a few days in. As chaos crumbles down around her, Faye doesn’t know where to turn for help. Dealing with the hiccups of life and plans has always been easy, but this time, Faye’s not sure she’ll survive. Her only hope is that Molly can find her in time.

 

Here’s to hoping being a part of WIPpet will give me the kick in my ass to start writing again. Here’s 9 paragraphs from this scifi short story I started. It’s at the very beginning, and I think the only thing you need to know is that Calleen works in receiving on a station.

Klockow stomped over to her, his thick metal boots clacking against the metal floor. Cal’s shoulders tensed. He always made her do that. She breathed deeply as she grabbed the last plastibox and slid it onto the hoverpad.

“Calleen,” he said, his gruff and deep voice reverberating in her chest.

“Yes, sir?” she asked, straightening her back and looking him over. His wide chest was probably half her height, and he stood over her to the point where she had to strain her neck just to make out his drool soaked beard. Kloakan’s were one of the ugliest species out there, according to more than just humans, and Cal agreed with them.

“This is Rev.”

A small woman popped her head out from behind Klockow and gave Cal a small wave with one of her bright green tentacles. Her smile seemed to be a mix of excitement and nerves. Cal didn’t dare smile back.

“She needs to be trained, and Halvarti is out today.”

“Yes, sir,” Cal replied. She tried her best not to say more than those two words to Klockow, but it didn’t always work out.

Grunting as more drool slipped down his beard and onto the metal floor below, Klockow looked Cal over carefully. “Train her right and you might get a bonus.”

“Yes, sir.” That time she said the words with a bit more enthusiasm. Any bonus would help her out in the long run. The credits would be funneled exactly where they needed to go: to her son.

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*cracks whip* WIPetty WIPetty WIPetty #WIPpetWednesday

Good morning!! I’m back for a second week in a row. That’s like a record or something. I did finish NaNo on the 14th. And since my in-laws canceled Thanksgiving with us, I now have the opportunity to finish writing the book this month. 3.5 chapters and an epilogue left to go. w00t! then I get to start the wonderful editing process.

For this week’s snippet, I chose the scene pretty much directly after the last one. I’m trying not to give away too many hints, and that’s going to get hard to do real soon. Here are 16 sentences from chapter 2 of OBlique. Here’s my math. 2-1 = 1 and 5 +1 = 6. 1 and 6 makes 16 when put side by side. =P

“So at Logan’s this girl pretty much fainted in one of the aisles.”

“And you just happened to be there?” Sissy asked, flipping her silky hair over her shoulder.

Jaclyn had always been jealous of her looks. Where she was tiny and scrawny and could easily pass for a boy if she wanted to, Sissy was curvy and voluptuous in all the right places. “Yes, I just happened to be there buying my dinner. Anyway, Dale didn’t know what to do, so I had to intervene.”

“Ahh, playing the hero. And was this lass pretty?”

Jaclyn pursed her lips. Her cheeks reddened and her chest heated. Before she could respond in either the affirmative of the negative, Sissy was pushing at her shoulders.

“Oh my God, she was, wasn’t she?”

Jaclyn nodded.

“Come on, Tiny. Spill the details.”

“Ugh, you know I hate that.”

“Spill!”

Taking a deep breath, Jaclyn leaned back into the couch again as she flicked her tennis shoes off her feet and curled her legs under her body. “Nothing much. She said she got dizzy and tried to sit down. I think she sat down harder than she expected to.”

“And you did a medical exam?”

Jaclyn gave Sissy a short look. “Get your head out of the romance novel, Lenora. That’s not how it works in the real world.”
Sissy clicked her tongue and shook her head. “That’s how it happened with me and Dougie.”

“Dougie and me,” Jaclyn corrected.

“Shh. It can happen anyway.”

And that’s it folks! All are welcome to join in the WIPeteering fun. Just make a blog post with a snippet somehow related to the date and linkie up here. As for the rest of what’s going on in my world…

Yesterday I had an odd and interesting thing happen to me. While I was avoiding writing, because why else would I write, I was working on whatever I could find. That meant first edits for Lost & Forsaken so I could send to betas, copy-edits on my short Deathscape with has a potential release date of April 6th with Less Than Three Press, and then I did finally get to writing on this new thing OBlique and promoting my release for Grace through Redemption happening on Dec 1. Like…how many more books/stories can I add into that chaos in one day!?

That’s the odd that. Oh! And I finally got video of bumblebee kicking up a storm in my belly. It’s about time. Only took months to get a good enough video of it happening.

Continuing down the #NaNoWriMo path and why I keep on chugging along #amwriting

Well, it’s day 5 of NaNo, and I find myself in an awkward moment. I sprinted this morning, have about 45 minutes to get ready for work and I finished chapter 2, so I really don’t want to sprint again even though I could.

I’ve been behind in NaNo word counts since day one…when I didn’t write. But I’m glad to say I’m almost caught up. There have been a lot of discussions on Facebook recently about who NaNo really helps and who it doesn’t, and honestly, it’s hard for me to say. I have to weigh in on the conversation, because let’s face it, I’m a talker, but I don’t know who it helps.

There are people who say they write 100k words a day and thus finish NaNo in about 12 hours. That’s impossible for me. I do write very fast, but it’s impossible. Firstly, writing is not my full-time job. I am an author, I have multiple published works, I strive to published 2-3 novels a year, but writing is NOT, I repeat, NOT my full-time job. Nor do I want it to be.

I also kind of want to preserve my wrists so they don’t end up needing surgery in a year. Hence why I slow down a bit. That said, I do still write rather fast compared to other people. What new authors or aspiring authors don’t realize is that I have experience. I know how my brain works and what methods I can use to make writing easier for me. It wasn’t always that easy, and without NaNoWriMo and CampNaNo, I wouldn’t be a published author today.

NaNo taught me discipline. It taught me how to write daily, every day, no matter what. It taught me that some days I will write 17k words and other days I’ll be lucky to get 500, but so long as there are words in that document, I’m making progress. NaNo also taught me to write as much as I can write now because there will always be loads of editing later. Again, these are my methods. Not everyone can turn off their internal editor and keep writing until they finish the book and then go back later.

I can. And that’s how I write.

There have been years where I wasn’t sure NaNo was for me. I write fast. I can finish a novel in two weeks if I really want to and my day job isn’t all that busy (read the hahahahahaha now moment in that statement). November is a busy work month for me. So is October. It involves loads of planning at my day job, so now that I’m working full-time in a field I love and adore, NaNo is a struggle. Like this post started, I’m almost finally caught up with the daily minimum count. I’m working on a novel that’s estimated to be about 90k words. That will make me be writing through December if I only stick to the minimum word count each day.

I’m also someone who love outlining. I have a shit ton of stories in my head at any given point. The more I write, the more stories just appear. It’s like the more you exercise the better at it you get so the more you want to do it and keep it up. The more I invite inspiration into my head space, the more inspiration is comfortable in joining me. So I have a shit ton of stories in my head. I need to outline. For two reasons at the very least.

  1. It means I’ll actually remember what was supposed to happen in a story and I won’t get all my plot lines mixed up. It means that my novels will have flow and meaning and plots that are main plots and back plots. It means the story will be as complete as it can be in the first round.
  2. It helps motivate me to keep writing. There isn’t an “I’m stuck” moment because it’s already laid out for me. I have the basic structure for what it’s all going to look like. The transitions aren’t there, but the big moments are. My outlines are thin, usually 1-2 sentences per scene per chapter and then I’m done. The rest I get to make up as I go.

Once I discovered the wonders of outlining, I realize just how much I could accomplish in a short period of time.

Anyway, that’s enough ranting for now. But NaNo this year is necessary to keep me on track in writing this novel. It’s necessary to help me finish something in a time of the year that’s crazy busy for me.

So NaNo away all you fun loving awesome writers!

I keep saying it, so I should do it! #NaNoWriMo

I haven’t been around this year much at all. And there’s really no excuse except I haven’t been in the mood. I’ve wanted to be here. I certainly miss writing and miss my writing friends. But so much in life is changing right now. Last year I wrote enough to publish four novels and three short stories in one year, this year I’ve only written enough for one book and short story, which is a scary scary concept.

I use my writing money to help pay off my student loans faster, so the prospect of having no extra is daunting and sad at the same time. But that’s not the only thing. Writing is an outlet for me. It’s a stress-reliever, a place where I can go and lose myself, and since really January, I haven’t done any consistent writing. I used to get up at about 5:30 in the morning, every morning, and type away, but the typing hasn’t been happening, and starting in about June, the early morning stopped.

My motivation has just been slacking. My timing has been off. Add in to all this a new pregnancy. A new pregnancy that isn’t so new anymore. Next week, I start my third trimester. That first one knocked me off my feet in a not good way. Yes, we were trying. No, we did not think it would happen that fast. The nausea and vomiting and exhaustion was almost more than I could handle. Then I hit my second trimester. And morning sickness went away, but I had to catch up with my day job.

I’m still catching up. But it’s November, and I couldn’t resist the call to NaNoWriMo, to the one thing that got me started in actually writing and finishing novels. I had at one point debated on being an ML, and I’m glad I didn’t even contemplate the application this year. Perhaps next year. November is a busy time of the year for me. Work picks up, this year is slower because of some things, by slower I mean delayed. Most of the planning I should have already done, but I haven’t even actually started it.

But I’m writing. This morning I woke up about 6 and started typing about 6:45. I’ve done about 2400 words in that short span. I started something new, something that came to me on one of my many long drives. I have a two stories outlined already, yet I chose to write one where I have no freakin’ clue where the story is going. For some reason, I like it. I’ll probably send a good amount of time this week outlining the novel itself, but for now, it’s all in my head.

Writing is relaxation. Without it, I’m not sure I could survive as well. My spouse keeps yelling at me to write, and it hasn’t been happening. Well, today I proudly sent that text, “I’m writing” and got a very enthusiastic “Yay!” back.

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For now, I’ll leave you with this. Don’t ever give up on your dreams. Don’t ever make your dreams work for you.

*waves* It’s #WIPpet Wednesday! And I’m back!

So it’s certainly been awhile, but I’m slowly getting back on the band wagon. I spent the summer traveling and sick (more on that later), but I’m getting back on my feet, so long as people stop dying around here and I stop presiding at funerals.

I’m running low on time this morning, but I’ll be back to check in on everyone I’ve missed in so many months!

Update since I last posted?

I finished edits on Unbound: Quarter Life #1, which releases in October.
I’m in the process of doing edits for Deathscape, a short story accepted by Less Than Three Press and due out sometime in 2016.
I’m working on beta edits for Lost & Forsaken: Missing Persons #1 — A Detective Grace Novel due out in June 2016.
I’m working on a print proof for For by Grace (Spirit of Grace #1).
I’m waiting on publisher edits of Grace through Redemption (Spirit of Grace #3) due out in December.

So yeah, I’m overloaded on editing right now and really doing no writing, but hopefully soon. I’ve still got a lot going on this year and next.

For my WIPpet today. I’m sharing from chapter two of Lost & Forsaken as I go through and do my own edits. I’ll probably switch to whatever I’m writing as soon as I start writing again (which I swear will be soon because I need it!). Today you get 6 lines from ch 2, because 6 + 2 = 8 for the month of August!! For minor, minor context, the third person talking is Crystal, Grace’s BFF.

 

As soon as the waiter left, Amya lifted her hand and turned Grace’s face to hers. Grace smiled, and Amya pressed their lips together, swiping her tongue through Grace’s mouth. Grace groaned again and deepened the embrace for a moment before pulling back.

“That is good,” Amya said, wiping two fingers along her lips.

“You guys are…”

“Adorable?” Amya supplied.

“Sickening?” Grace said.

“Yeah…both of those at the same time.”

The story continues… #ROW80 and #WIPpetWednesday

As you can see below, I haven’t done much, and I’m heading in a very busy month for me. I’m hoping I get something done this week before I start driving around the entire middle part of our country it seems. I’m pretty sure I’ll be putting close to 3k miles on my car in the month of June with about 5 separate trips. Feel free to shoot me now and save me the pain later. =P

1. Lost & Forsaken — write 1 chapter a day until complete (3.5 chapters to go)

Sunday – none
Monday – none
Tuesday – none

2. Simple Biology — write 1 chapter a day until complete (26 chapters to go)

– This is to start after Lost & Forsaken is finished

3. Outline that novella thing the paranormal romance that has no name so, MILFy thing 3 (14 chapters)

4. Edit Grace through Redemption — 1 chapter a day until caught up, then as they come in from betas

Sunday: chap 13
Monday: none
Tuesday: none

I’m waiting no the next chapter from beta readers, so until then I have nothing to do.

5. Edit Unbound — 2 chapters a day until completed

Sunday: none
Monday: none
Tuesday: none

I swear to better work before Sunday, but I will be out of town Friday and Saturday, so we’ll see.

Onto WIPpet Wednesday.

As a continuation of what I wrote last week…I did finish the outline of this novella because I was trying to avoid writing more until I finish writing Grace. That didn’t work out completely in my head as I did write more, but I haven’t finished writing chapter one yet. This novella is still untitled, so MILFy 3 thing will be in progress as soon as I finish Grace 4.

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Today I give you 15 short paragraphs for the last two digits in the year. I’ve also included the two moments of dialogue from the previous post to help you remember where you were.

“What does she do?”

“Just wanders,” Kay answered, her eyes wide.

“That’s it?” Harper asked. “Doesn’t seem so scary.”

Kay chuckled, rolling her neck. She wanted to go back inside to employee housing, but she didn’t at the same time. Sighing, she stretched her back muscles and stared into the fire. “Well, some people say she kidnaps children. I don’t think so much though. We don’t have a lot of children going missing around her. Stupid adults, yeah, children, not really.”

Harper nodded. “Sounds like a stupid legend if you ask me.”

Kay rolled her eyes. Some new recruits bought it, while others didn’t. It didn’t matter in the long run anyway. She was doing her duty and sharing the legend that had been shared with her, passing down the story to the next generation of rangers at the park so the story would always be alive. Tucking her hair behind her ear, Kay closed her eyes and listened to the sounds of the night.

There was water moving far off, so far off she could barely hear it. The trees rustled in the wind, their branches brushing together to create a constant background noise that she missed during her winter months gone. Kay loved the outdoors, loved being in Glacier, but it wasn’t feasible to work there year round. It was closed most months of the year, meaning she had to find work in her home town for the remaining months.

But three months of Glacier was bliss for her. Bliss in a way she could never quite explain to anyone. She licked her lips and glanced back at the blazing fire. Luckily it was still the beginning of the summer and fire season hadn’t hit yet. Toward the end they wouldn’t be allowed to have their fires, not that other rangers would be interested that far in.

“What else does she do?” Gladys asked, bringing Kay out of her thoughts and back to the legend she was sharing.

Kay shrugged. “It’s said she didn’t appear until the early 1900s. She’s been here since before the park was a park.”

“How do you know it’s a she?”

Frowning, Kay looked over at Jackson. “Because she looks like a she?”

“Don’t all ghosts look alike anyway? Billowy, white, ethereal?”

Her brow furrowed, and Kay shook her head. “She has long white hair. I think she’s more doing a disappearing act than the whole Casper the ghost thing. I haven’t heard any stories of her levitating or glowing anyway.”

“So she could be real.”

“I guess,” Kay answered. “But she’s seen every year all the time. She’s not just a tourist, and she’s been here since before the park was established. She’d be damn old if she was real.”

And that’s all I have for you today folks! Catch you on the flip side!

Glacial Freeze #ROW80 and #WIPPetWednednesday

Well hello there!! I’m doing loads of new things this week. I’ve got my new goal sheet and I’m going to be doing a new WIPpet with you all. Here’s ROW80

1. Lost & Forsaken — write 1 chapter a day until complete (7 chapters to go)

Monday – Yup! ch 15
Tuesday – ch 16
Wednesday – working on it right now!

2. Simple Biology — write 1 chapter a day until complete (26 chapters to go)

– This is to start after Lost & Forsaken is finished

3. Outline that novella thing the paranormal romance that has no name so, MILFy thing 3

– nope

4. Edit Grace through Redemption — 1 chapter a day until caught up, then as they come in from betas

Monday – ch 5
Tuesday – ch 6 & 7

5. Edit Unbound — 2 chapters a day until completed (round 1), 2 chapters a day until completed (round 2)

– haven’t done this! doh!

So for WIPpet!

I decided to take a page from Regi’s book. Since I’m not going to share from Lost & Forsaken (it’s book 4 and book 2 isn’t even out yet. Finding non-spoilers is hard), I’m going to work straight through on a this MILFy thing 3 that I want to write. My ultimate goal is to keep it about 40k words total, but since I’ve tried that in the past and NOT had luck with it, we’ll see how this goes. I’ll be posting an excerpt a week from the MILFy thing 3, pretty much writing a little each week until I finish the two projects I have going now and then I’ll bang it (pun maybe intended?). So here we go…the MILFy thing 3.

This is hard, since I don’t have names for characters yet lol

Okay, here’s what I did. I sat down and wrote for five minutes to start this story. 5 minutes being for the 5th month of the year. Please excuse all typos, seeing as how I literally just typed this out. Have fun!

“Have you ever heard the legend?” Kay whispered one night. Her heart was thundering in her chest, but she knew hers wasn’t as bad as the other rangers. She took a deep breath when they shook their heads no, the firelight flickering on their faces in the cold night air. “Really?”

“Nope,” Gladys replied. “But it is only my first year here.”

Kay nodded. She’d been a ranger at Glacier National Park for the last three summers. Gladys was only on her first, and she’d been stationed at the park entrance, meaning she probably didn’t hear as many of the stories as Kay had. It was a lonely job up front.

“It starts like this. There’s been sightings, all over the park, of this woman. They say she’s ethereal, pale as a ghost with hair so white. But she’s young. In her twenties maybe.” Kay looked around at the other rangers and smiled. No doubt some of them had heard the story before, or perhaps they had even seen the woman wandering the forests. Kay had never seen her, but that didn’t matter much, it was fun to spread the story around. “Her eyes are as blue as the center of Lake Mary.”

“Have you see her?” Gladys asked, leaning in, her curly hair with gray streaks falling in front of her eyes.

“I haven’t. But Jacob told me he saw her once.”

“Who’s Jacob?”

“He worked her last year. Wife’s pregnant though.”

Gladys nodded and so did Harper. Kay took a deep breath, the tension in her chest tightening as she continued. “She wanders the forests during the day and at night. Guests have seen her coming and going, but when they go in search for her no one can find her.”

“That’s not surprising out here,” Harper muttered.

“Well, that’s true,” Kay agreed. Every year people got lost in the great forests of the national park, and every year someone didn’t come home, never to be seen from again. It was their job to make sure that happened the least amount of times as possible. “She wanders through the forest. Jacob said she was humming this tune that he’d never heard before but it sounded like a lullaby.”

“What does she do?”

“Just wanders,” Kay answered, her eyes wide.

If you would love to join in either ROW80 or WIPpet Wednesdays. Feel free! We’re a friendly lot!

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A break and some refocusing #ROW80

Well, I just got back from the SO’s graduation, and wow, it was busy busy busy. So needless to say, I got not much done. However, I wasn’t getting much done on my goals before that. I realize I need to reevaluate a bit and then hunker down and do some work.

A few things have happened since I maybe last posted. I don’t remember much. My book, Memoir in the Making, released with a week long release party on Facebook and a tour. And oh boy, talk about time consuming, way more than I thought it would be. I’ve also been gearing up for my next release on June 1, and that party. Not to mention, I asked to have a release date bumped from June 2016 to December 2015, meaning I don’t have anything written yet that will release in 2016.

Which is a scary thought for me. I’m a planner, and I usually always have these things done well before I need to have them be done, so yeah, freaking out slightly on this one.

Goal for this year is to write 2-3 more books so I can have some 2016 releases. I’m almost done with one book! yay! but that leaves at least one more than needs to be outlined and written. So much work to do!

For those who were following my goals, I’m redoing them a bit. I finished my May copy-edit and my second one bounced on me, meaning I don’t have a copy edit until mid-June now. *evil laugh* This also means I get to massively focus on my own work for the first time in something like 8 months. So here goes, new goals and how I shall achieve them.

1. Lost & Forsaken — write 1 chapter a day until complete (7 chapters to go)

2. Simple Biology — write 1 chapter a day until complete (26 chapters to go)

3. Outline that novella thing the paranormal romance that has no name so, MILFy thing 3

4. Edit Grace through Redemption — 1 chapter a day until caught up, then as they come in from betas

5. Edit Unbound — 2 chapters a day until completed (round 1), 2 chapters a day until completed (round 2)

There be my new goals through the rest of this round of ROW80. Here’s to hoping I get them all done!!

Goals for 2015 #amwriting #amreading

Back in December I wrote a post talking about my goals for 2015, kind of a general post of what I wanted to accomplish. Since the first quarter ended and I got a bit behind because of life (that darn Easter thing again), I thought I’d update you all now instead of waiting another month or two. I made goals for reading and writing. (PS if you wanted to look at the previous post, it’s right here!) They’re below:

Reading – more books than last year, so more than 25

Writing –

Grace through Redemption (Spirit of Grace #3)
Bronzed Mask
De-Termination (The Second Quarter Life)

Thus far in 2015, I’ve not done so well on my “goals” but it’s not as though I’ve been doing nothing at all.

Reading — I’ve read 7/26 books so far. Reading has taken a back seat at the moment because of the insanity of life. Oh and my editing business on the side that I had intended on closing up this year booming. I still have 7 months to read 19 books. I think I shall achieve this goal.

Writing — here’s where it gets sticky

Grace through Redemption (Spirit of Grace #3) was written and finished in January. It’s currently in the beta reading process.
Bronzed Mask – not started
De-Termination (The Second Book of Quarter Life) – not started

Lost & Forsaken — Should be finished writing it in early May
The Domme (cowritten with Rachael Orman) — should be finished by June — also we need a title for this piece =P

Publishing

I mentioned that I wanted to publish 2-3 books per year, and I’ve succeeded in that this year.

Memoir in the Making — releases May 1, 2015
Fallen from Grace (Spirit of Grace #2) — releases June 1, 2015
Unbound (Quarter Life #1) — releases October 1, 2015

I’ve also had two short stories in some anthologies, which I’m hoping to be doing more of in the next few years.

“Energy Feed–Quarter Life short” in Love is a Mess — released Jan 3, 2015
“A Blizzard’s Blow” in Young Love, Old Hearts — releases May 1, 2015

 

trying to keep up #ROW80

Well…I’m back!!! I’ve got a lot going on in general, but it always seems to pile up. This week the SO was home for 4 days straight, which seriously cramped my style in writing a bit. Yesterday I drove about an hour to meet another awesome writer whom I’ve connected with online, and it felt so good to be in that world again. Kansas is very isolating sometimes, and I miss all my writer buddies in Texas for sure.

However, I am still making good writing progress. I was talking to a friend online the other day and we were chatting about writing and writing and characters and writing. I mentioned I never had the intention of being a full-time writer. At least not until I retire from my amazing day job. Said friend told me I write a lot for someone not intending to be a full-time writer. I’d have to agree, but why not make good practices of it now? Why not build the audience now while I have time and don’t have worry about it? Why not hone my skill and craft now while I’m not dependent on the income?

All makes sense to me at least. Not that said friend disagreed at all. I think I’m just a conundrum. Which is normal for people to finally recognize that about me. I’m also someone who likes to keep busy.

Anyway! What you’re all here for is a ROW80 update post from me, not some rambling. But my goals were limited this week due to the SO being home more often than anticipated and due to my lack of sleep. It happens.

1. Write 3k words a day on Lost & Forsaken

Wednesday: 1659
Thursday: 4316
Friday: 2382
Saturday: 4083

I’m still on track according to my schedule, but that’s because I’ve been averaging 4k words on days when I write a lot. I’m actually about 1 day ahead of where I should be. The entire novel is at 36,000 words in 9 full days of writing time, so I’m pretty darn proud of that. I’m also working on revealing the secret of what this novel is on the 30th to my FB groupies because I hate keeping secrets like this when I don’t have to.

2. Edit 2 chapters a day on Her Run for Rachael

3. Edit 2 chapters a day on shorts for Kaden

I haven’t worked on this at all yet. Since I wanted to finish this before May (I have another edit coming in May that hit my email this morning), I need to get going. I anticipate about 8 more hours of work on it.

4. Edit 1 chapter a day on Unbound: Book One of Quarter Life which is my own thing that’s supposed to be coming out in Oct.

I got behind in this. I’m supposed to be editing chapter 15 today or tomorrow, I think, and I’m still on chapter 10. A few hours to catch up won’t take long, I just have to find the time to do it.

 

These were my goals through the month of April, so as soon as May hits, some of these goals are going to change a bit. Some added, some deleted. Right now, I’m looking at

1. Write 3k a day on Lost & Forsaken until it is complete.

2. Write a few short stories (2 a week) when Lost & Forsaken is complete OR dive straight into a new novel.

3. Edit 1 chapter a day for Jasmine.

4. Edit 1 chapter a day on Unbound.

5. Get back on track with Open When blog posts.

The Writing Maverick #ROW80

Good morning!! Today is going to be a busy day for me, and until the SO goes to work, I may not get any time to write. Which is a sad day, but a necessary part of the balance of life. I write much better in the mornings than I do in the afternoons or evenings or nights. I have so much more focus, far less distractions. Anyone else feel like this?

So I’m hoping I get my minimum word count in for today, but if not, I do have a plan. I’m one day ahead of where I should be in terms of my 3k a day goal, so that means I can skip a day, right? This novel I’m working on, Lost & Forsaken, is very different from the others I’ve written like it. Which is nice, but at the same time, it’s hard. I feel as though my characters are struggling with it just as much as I am.

I’m catching up with Camp NaNoWriMo though! It’s my own fault for starting two weeks late into Camp, but I think I can make it up, barring any major emergencies. I’m 20% through with the book already, and about 31% done with Camp NaNo, so I’m definitely making progress finally. I’m about to start chapter 5 today, and once I complete that, I’ll be 25% of the way through concerning chapters =P Progress! Progress! Progress! (If I keep telling myself that, then maybe I’ll keep writing.)

ROW80 goals for the rest of April!

1. Write 3k words a day on Lost & Forsaken

Wednesday: 3133
Thursday: 4151
Friday: 3079
Saturday: 5094

2. Edit 2 chapters a day on Her Run for Rachael

I actually took a whole afternoon on Thursday and just finished this off for her. Her release was coming up, and I wanted her to have it sooner, so this goal is complete.

3. Edit 2 chapters a day on shorts for Kaden

Due to editing more on Rachael’s I didn’t quite do this. I’m still on the first chapter of the third short story. Tomorrow I’ll get back on track though.

4. Edit 1 chapter a day on Unbound: Book One of Quarter Life which is my own thing that’s supposed to be coming out in Oct.

This I have done! In fact, I did two more chapters than I was supposed to just because I could. =P I’ll skip doing it today though, so I can focus on writing when I get home from work.

Oh boy…#WIPpetWednesday

So I’m trying to get back into this whole writing thing. I can come up with excuse after excuse for why I haven’t been writing, but it was really my own laziness, I think. That and stress. Anyway, my goal is to write 50k words toward this new super secret (ha!) novel I’m working on for Camp NaNo, and due to above excuses, I’m just starting today. That means I have to write about 3,000 words a day in order to finish in time. Not impossible for me, but not going to be ridiculously easy to.

So I’m going to dive into this #ROW80 and #WIPpet stuff again. HOWEVER! This is supposed to be a super secret project, which I’m not entirely sold on how that’s going to work in terms of WIPpet, so this shall be interesting. But I need some accountability people! So yell at me if I’m not writing every day.

ROW80 goals for the rest of April!

1. Write 3k words a day on Lost & Forsaken

2. Edit 2 chapters a day on Her Run for Rachael

3. Edit 2 chapters a day on shorts for Kaden

4. Edit 1 chapter a day on Unbound: Book One of Quarter Life which is my own thing that’s supposed to be coming out in Oct.

 

aaaaaand here’s my WIPpet for today. If you can all guess why this thing is secret from this, I’ll be damned impressed. No context. This is from the first chapter of the book so there isn’t much anyway. I’m giving you 4 paragraphs for the month of April. Simple math for me today.

 

He didn’t want to set them off, to make them angry. They weren’t fun when they were angry. They weren’t fun most of the time, but when he made they mad they really took it out on him. Harold clutched his hand to his chest and glanced back at the tree several times as he ran in the other direction. He had to get away, but they were everywhere. [REDACTED FOR SPOILERS]

He sniffled in the cold morning hair, drops of water running down his nose and from his eyes. Harold ran again in a new direction than the one he had been going in. They hadn’t ever wanted to take him before, but this time they definitely wanted to take him. He choked on his spit as he moved as fast as he could through the streets.

His feet hurt. They scuffled along the ground and scraped on the asphalt when he dodged out into the street. He blinked the tears out of his eyes and shook his head, grinding his teeth together in an attempt to stave off the pain. If they caught him, there would be more pain than he could ever imagine. That was what happened the last time, so it certainly would happen again.

Stepping up back onto the curb and the smooth cement, Harold pushed onward. He made it down to the school, where he knew they were buried. He blinked rapidly in their direction and then changed his one more time. Why he had run there, he had no idea, but running to them was a bad idea. Running to them would get him hurt, or worse yet, killed. Harold zigzagged again and went as fast as he could away from the football field. He needed to get away, far away.

That’s all folks! Oh and I’m about 800 words shy of my 3k goal for today, so I think I’ll be hitting that in the next thirty minutes or so. If you want to join in either of these awesome events, check out the websites. ROW80 is here and this WIPpet thing is here and is run but Kathi who kicks more ass than Janni. =P The only rules to WIPpet is to make your post related to the date somehow. Pretty easy rule, right? Now! Go forth and write!

A Lenten Fast #blogging #life #writing #newreleases #editing

Well, it has been a long time since I’ve been on this blog. I unintentionally gave up blogging for Lent it seems. Go figure. I ran into one of the busiest few months of my life, even busier than wedding planning and moving across country and starting a new job. I’m not sure I thought that was possible. But yesterday was Easter, and that means fasting — whether intentionally or not — is over. So I’m back.

It’s a bright and beautiful Monday morning. Typically that means on my blog that I get to talk about Broken Taboos. But I think I’m just going to take today to catch you all up on what I’ve been doing. Which hasn’t been much in the writing world, I’m afraid.

I haven’t really truly written since January, although there have been a few moments of quick writing here and there. I did start a sci fi short story about this very interesting character. It’s written in first person POV, which is not my norm at all, but I wanted to experiment a bit and what better way to do that than in a short story? It’s been loads of fun, but I do need to finish it. Cheska agreed to help out this scientist while they try to discover patterns and more information about geomagnetic storms in space. So yeah, pretty cool. I’m hoping it’ll be accepted for an anthology.

I’ve been doing a lot of copy-editing since January. I don’t know why, but the copy-editing side of my life has boomed. I’ve had about two pieces a month to edit, which while I love copy-editing, it means I don’t write as much. I do believe that once the SO gets a “real” job, meaning one that pays more than half of what I make a month, then I’ll drop the copy-editing down to minimal so I can focus on writing some more.

Other than that!! Life is amazing! Books are amazing!

I’ve got three releases coming up between May 1 and June 1. Which includes parties and so much more! I’m finally getting around to you know, answering emails and such, and setting up some promo. Now that I can focus on stuff not day job related for awhile.

So…since I’m on the promo kick! I’ll put it out there.

I have a HUGE, and I mean HUGE, release party for Memoir in the Making happening May 1-8. I’m looking for a ton of people to takeover the event. I’m also looking for donations if that’s more your thing. Memoir in the Making is a romance, so if you’re intro writing romancey things, this one might be good to join in on. Here’s the link to the sign up.

Since I’m releasing Fallen from Grace (Spirit of Grace #2) June 1 (see? I told you–so many releases). I’m looking for people to read and review For by Grace to try and up my reviews on Amazon. There are multiple reasons for this, which if I do get enough reviews, I’ll share in a blog post later. The sign up sheet or rather, information collecting sheet, is right here for this one.

My third release for this insanity is a short story in an anthology. Young Love, Old Hearts. It’s a May-December, Old-Young anthology. This is probably my favorite short story I’ve every written. It just feels like I hit the nail on the head with it, and that happens so rarely. I get bubbly every time I think about this short.

Anyway! Enough of the business side of things.

At home!!! We got a new puppy! Well puppy is my term for her. She’s a seven year old chocolate lab mix, she’s adorable, she knows how to roll over and spin in circles, and she listens, and is snuggly. She loves my pittie! They get along fantastically, and I really couldn’t have asked for more in a dog (well, maybe better breath). So I think that completes our furfamily. Two dogs and two cats is plenty!

The SO is graduating with a BA in May! I’m so excited and proud. Can’t wait to see the SO walk with cap and gown. It’s been a long time coming. That also means the SO has to start looking for a career rather than just a job to pay the bills. Which I’m sure the SO is uber happy about. =P

On another note, I’ve been crocheting scarves a lot lately. I’m waiting to see if the idea I have in store will come to fruition, but I’m thinking an author and fan charity donation of knitted and crocheted scarves to one particular group (yes, I’m being a bit vague on purpose). What I noticed, aside from all of us authors having furbabies), is that a lot of us love to crochet or knit. No idea why, but it’s something pretty common among the community. I figure fans are also the same way since reading and crocheting/knitting seem to go hand in hand. The donations would go to women who are leaving domestic abuse situations. Which is something I’m very passionate about.

It’s something I’ve tried to bring to light a few times in my Spirit of Grace series and in my personal life. There is a second organization that would before foster care kids who are in college, which is also something I’m passionate about bringing awareness to. But…this one is still in the works, but if you’re interested, let me know!

Wow! This turned out to be a long post!! Love you all! Missed you! Can’t wait for WIPpet Wednesday!

Ch-ch-ch-changes! #ROW80

So I’m making some changes to my goal list for this round, mostly because I finished my book and have other things to focus on. Also, my computer will be in the shop for the next two weeks or so, meaning the audio recording is not going to happen this round at all. I just hope they send me back a fixed computer. Meanwhile, I’m back to my old laptop.

Also…I spent the last week in Texas. It was fabulous! Now back to the real world and working hard.

1. Copy-Editing at least 60 pages a day

2. Blog Posts: ROW80 (Sun & Wed), Broken Taboos (Mon), WIPpet (Wed), Open When (Sat) and 1 extra post during the week.

3. Writing 500 words/day on The Domme

4. Reading 4 books by March 1st: Pianissimo by Lauren Shiro; The Bridge: Traitor by Erik Schubach; The Bridge: Inner City — Gargoyles by Victoria Cobretti; Silence out Loud by Geonn Cannon

 

Those are my new goals, starting tomorrow I’m diving in head first into them!

Thanks for all the support =P

On Fire!!! #ROW80 & #WIPpetWednesday

Well, it’s Wednesday. That means I get to post a ROW80 update and a WIPpet update. I woke up this morning with a killer sore throat. I guess I’m not as over this cold thing as I thought I was. February has started, and February at my day job is INSANE! Not because it’s the month specifically but because I have a trip, it’s the start to Lent, it’s the start of so many things I have to be involved in.

But I’ve also been on fire this week. I can taste the rainbow! I’m going to start with ROW80 as is normal. If you’re just here for the WIPpet, skip down.

  • write 1667 words a day
    • Sunday – 4197
    • Monday – 4420
    • Tuesday – 3913
  • Blog posts each week:ROW80,WIPpet, Open When, and 1 extra post
    • Have two extra posts this week, one today and one tomorrow.
  • Audio: Record/Edit a chapter a week
    • Not done

I have about 8k words left to write in the novel I’m currently working on…that means I’ll have to find something new for after that. I won’t be posting next week at all since I will be out of town. I’ll schedule most of my regular posts, but that’s it.

WIPpet

So this week was a bit difficult for me to choose because I’ve written so much. Next week, meaning Ash Wednesday, meaning Feb 18th and the next time I’ll be participating, will be EVEN harder. I should be done with this novel by then. I should be done with this series by then. It’s sad to think about.

Here’s my WIPpet for the week. From chapter 14, Fire and Brimstone. Deputy Grace Halling has just responded to a call where a vehicle is on fire in a transit parking lot. Today you get 8 short paragraphs because well… 2 +4 + 0 ( 1 + 5) = 8

Once the fire was doused, the firefighters checked on the car. Grace still stood in place. Other officers had driven by, but she’d waved them off to continue with their rounds. It wouldn’t do to have them all gathered around a transit station for nothing more than just a car. She was just debating whether or not to call in investigations when the firefighter who was clearly in charge waved her over.

Grace’s knees creaked when she took her first step. The cold had gotten to them and locked them in place. She slowly made her way closer. The smell was sickening. The scent of burning wood was often comforting, but this, this was a mixture of plastic and heat. Heat beyond what she’d ever seen. Grace wrinkled her nose as she took another step, hitting a patch of ice.

She groaned when her body tilted. Her hands flung out on either side of her body and she swung them around to try and stop her momentum. It didn’t help. Grace closed her eyes as the weight of her body barreled closer to the ground. Her back hit it first, then her shoulders and then her head. Grace moaned and turned on her side as soon as everything stopped moving.

The firefighters were right on top of her. She kept her eyes shut to wave off the embarrassment and to focus herself before she tried to get up again. Their hands were on her face and they were talking to her, but Grace ignored them for a moment. Her back, butt and head hurt like it hadn’t in ages. She’d thought she’d gotten so much better at the being clumsy thing, but obviously she had not.

They tapped her face, and Grace finally opened her eyes to look at them. “Are you all right?” one asked.

“Yeah, fucking dandy. Anyone ever tell you water turns to ice when it’s ten below zero?”

He grinned but kept his hand on her cheek when he respond. “Why yes, yes they did. Also why I walk carefully in the vicinity of water in that temperature.”

She snorted and rolled up so she was leaning on her side. Her head spun and made her feel queasy. Grace clamped her mouth shut and closed her eyes again as the wave of dizziness floated through her system. It would not be good if they wanted to call paramedics. She would be out for her shift, and she couldn’t have that happening. It’d only just begun.

If you would like to join in WIPpet Wednesday, DO IT! To participate you post an excerpt of your WIP, work in progress, on your blog. Correlate it somehow to the date. Then link it here with the rest and comment on some other ones. It’s all fun and games. =P

#ROW80 update — Almost done!

Hello all! My in laws are in town this weekend, so I’m going to make it quick. I have been writing! If I stick with my plan, I’ll finish this piece on Feb 8th or around then, which is just before I leave for a whole week to go to a conference.

So here’s my update

Here’s my ROW80 update.

  • write 1667 words a day
    • Wednesday – 2102
    • Thursday – 2371
    • Friday – 2836
    • Saturday – 6096
  • Blog posts each week:ROW80,WIPpet, Open When, and 1 extra post
    • Did this last week, have two extra posts for this coming week. I think it’s all set.
  • Audio: Record/Edit a chapter a week
    • Not done

As for the writing front. I’m very close to finishing this novel. 3 chapters and an epilogue. So if I write 3k words a day, or average that, I can finish by Feb 7th. I have myself one extra day for a just in case day. I leave on the 9th for Texas for a week, so yeah, would really love to get it done before I spend a busy week down there.

Time and time again #ROW80

I finally got days off. Friday was my first day off since January 3rd, and I took it and ran with it. It felt soon good. Now I’m sitting here on Sunday morning kind of wishing I had just one more day off to finish resting up before head off to work, but alas, it’s Sunday, it’s God’s day and church must happen.

I got two calls last night, both of which took far longer than normal. I ended up talking to my mother for the better part of three hours. Then a friend from graduate school called. I haven’t talked to him since I got married. We spent over half an hour catching up. It was great! I definitely need to do this more often. It kind of felt like I had actual friends.

Other than that, I’ve been writing up a storm. I hit 30k in Grace through Redemption, which is usually my slowing point. I don’t know why, but for some reason in almost every novel, I hit 30k works and then next ten thousand are a huge struggle. It’s only not happened twice. So I’m pushing through it.

Here’s my update for today.

 

  • write 1667 words a day
    • Wednesday – 3797
    • Thursday – 2631
    • Friday – 3775
    • Saturday – 4470
  • Blog posts each week:ROW80,WIPpet, Open When, and 1 extra post
    • I got all posts done except Open When yesterday…but I had two of them this week since I’m still catching up from November, so it’s not that big of a deal. I’ll just posted a second on in this coming week on Tuesday.
  • Audio: Record/Edit a chapter a week
    • I’ve not done the recording. But my speakers in my computer are miraculously working again…I don’t trust it.

 

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