Apparently, the deal is, I write the fiction and Jay makes the blog posts. Go here to see why. I was planning to write more–I am totally going to write more about this, because I’m so excited about it–but it’s time to go to dinner, and I wrote 1,500 words on Our Lady instead, for […]
Dept. of Cheating: See here for details. What he said, plus let me just emphasize the incredible, mind-boggling awfulness of our dinner experience. There is really no excuse. It’s the Mission District, it’s Saturday night, it’s San Francisco; we had reservations, they weren’t terribly busy (well now we know why!), there was no excuse…THEY JUST
Rushing out to a Zombies meeting, but I need to report a few things before I go: -I made a Full Lake today on OLOTI (that’s 2,500 words). Woo hoo! No WIP; I’ll get to that, no time to search for something fun now. -Jay arrives in town tomorrow for (among other things) two readings
No writing. No WRPA. Nice dinner with The Ogre. Work stuff–you don’t want to hear about that. Suffice it to say that, as opposed to a good deal of last week, the things that I accomplished are probably not all for naught. Started a good book last night–I think it’s a great book, but we
1,000 words on OLOTI tonight, for a total of 1,500. TRIPLING yesterday’s total. 🙂 1,500 out of 120,000. Hey, it’s progress. It is ALWAYS progress. This is how it works. This week’s goal is to get ten pages to read at the Zombies on Thursday. Given that I’ve just crossed over onto the top of
Started the new Seekrit Project tonight. 500 words in… it has a title, which has to be an acronym at this point: OLOTI. Soon all will be told, but for now: 500 words! Okay, bedtime.
With minor adjustments (i.e., staying in and being cooked for last night rather than going out and being cooked for), the weekend went as described. So, apparently I am a reasonably reliable narrator. There was one bump in the road, insofar as the whole “being done with a novel” thing goes. As in, faithful longtime
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Here’s what you do when you finish a novel: you immediately cram all your available time with a strenuous burst of social activity, including getting other people to cook for you as much as possible. To wit: Tonight, Clark Kent is coming over to cook native delicacies from his home planet (and, yes, bringing all
Finished my edits!!! Book is now handed off to Jay for what looks to be fairly minor copyediting, and then he will write help me with my query letter, and then we will be off! I have NO IDEA what to do now. I mean, I have loads of things to do, but I’m stuck