Archive for May, 2006
May 30, 2006
1:12 pm • Filed under: Uncategorized
I have to revamp the last chapter of my Blaze a bit and then I’m done.
Gulp.
Yep, I’m really done. Wow, that feels good to say. Of course, this is the first draft and I have a lot to still do to it, but it’s over. I’m a little sad cos I love these two. But my brain is also so full of other ideas that are just dying to come out.
Which to me is a sign that the Blaze is really over. I get so wrapped up in a story, can only focus on it, it’s all I think about. A tad ridiculous, but true. Now that it’s pretty much done, my mind is wandering. I redid the first three chapters of my Modern Extra attempt yesterday, other ideas are flowing and I’m writing them down to save for later.
Sheesh, right now I feel like the well is endlessly full and won’t dry up. Better latch onto all of these ideas and write them down before I forget. You know that well is going to dry up sooner or later, at least temporarily, and I’ll be whining for an idea. Wondering what to do next.
Do any of you get so focused on your current wip that you can’t think of anything else? Or are you constantly distracted by other story ideas? Just curious…
May 27, 2006
2:31 pm • Filed under: Uncategorized
Thanks to Jenna for sharing this test. It’s been making the rounds on the blogs, so I thought I would share my results.
free enneagram testI don’t agree about the isolated thing overall, but lately, with all of this writing, yes. I get in a mode and I become a bit of a hermit. Oh, well.
I liked this part:
Attain skillful mastery of whatever interests them. Excited by knowledge: often become expert in some field. Innovative and inventive, producing extremely valuable, original works. Highly independent, idiosyncratic, and whimsical.
And this one nails me on the head as of right now:
Increasingly detached as they become involved with complicated ideas or imaginary worlds (ha ha ha). Become preoccupied with their visions and interpretations rather than reality. Are fascinated by off-beat, esoteric subjects, even those involving dark and disturbing elements.
Well, with that last part, I admit I do enjoy the occasional true crime read.
May 26, 2006
12:32 pm • Filed under: Uncategorized
I’ve been staying up way too late, writing. And today I am really, really feeling it. I know my friend Sarah complained about this as well recently.
My head hurts, my back aches. My kids are whiny, which makes me feel like whining. It’s easy for an almost 2 year old to whine. He has an excuse. I don’t think I do, since I’m old enough to know better.
So I plan on doing nothing on this holiday weekend. Relax. Clean around the house. My parents are coming on Sunday so that’ll be nice. Do a little writing. Try not to stay up so late.
Hope everyone has a good holiday weekend. Anybody doing anything exciting? If you are, have fun!
P.S. ~ Thanks for all the compliments on my writing yesterday. Made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside!
May 25, 2006
12:32 pm • Filed under: Uncategorized
April wanted to know what my heroine said after my poor now non-virgin hero poured his heart out to her.
Let me point this out - Janie’s confused. And stubborn. And a little defensive. She doesn’t think she’s worthy of him. She’s afraid of getting hurt, because she’s been hurt in the past. She knows she’s not the type of woman he envisioned himself being with, and truthfully, she’s right. But to him, that doesn’t matter anymore.
Cos he’s in LOOOVE. (that’s for Julie)
Can you tell I’m having fun figuring out how to link people in my blogs? Ha ha ha.
Anyway, here’s an excerpt. I’m feelin’ brave today, sharing my writing with you. A little disappointed that I didn’t place in the Blaze pitch contest, but that’s okay. I’m certainly not giving up. I love writing too much to do that!
“I - I think you’re confusing all of these emotions you’re feeling after we had sex for something more than what they really are.” She couldn’t help it, she took a couple of steps forward until she was in front of him, stopping his incessant pacing. “What happened between us was better than nice, you know that,” she said softly. “But nothing else can come out of it. We agreed going into this it would just be a fling. What happened between us was temporary, experimental. Friends helping each other out, so to speak.”
Ray reached out and grabbed her by the arms, pulling her flush against him. She gasped at the feel of his body next to hers. “The problem is after we made love I didn’t want it to end. And what’s happened these last few weeks certainly didn’t feel temporary to me. There’s something between us, and you can go ahead and deny it all you want, but I felt it. I think you felt it, too.”
“Let go of me,” she whispered and realized her voice was trembling. She couldn’t take him touching her. She already felt as if she could shatter into a million tiny pieces, and his big warm hands pressing into her skin were about to push her straight over the edge.
“No.” He placed his fingers under her chin, tilting her face up gently to look at him. “Look me in the eyes and tell me you feel nothing for me. Then I’ll let you go.”
She stared up at him. Willed herself to hide the emotion from her face and eyes, a skill she was rather good at after all of those years modeling. At least something came out of it, she thought wryly. “You’re my friend, Ray. That’s it, that’s all we can be. That’s all I want.”
“You’re a liar,” he whispered, and then he kissed her.
May 24, 2006
12:53 am • Filed under: Uncategorized
I’m sitting here listening to my iPod and writing. Well, really reading what I wrote and adding words, taking away words, etc. A little writing mathematics, if you will.
So I’m listening to Sheryl Crow (Tuesday Night Music Club CD - only 1 song on that entire CD I don’t like, otherwise, great) and the song playing is “I Can’t Cry Anymore.” And the line that hit me was,
“…with my heart in my hands waiting for time to come and mend it.”
And I’m like, wait a minute. I have a line just like that in this damn story. So that scroll button is a workin’ on the mouse and I found it. My now deflowered virgin hero has found the love of his life after she ran out on him after deflowering him, and he’s pissed at her. And he really wants her. And he’s madly in love with her. So this is what he tells her,
“Am I a complete idiot to feel this way about you, Janie? Is it totally one-sided? Am I feeling this way because you were my first? ‘Cos I’m standing here with my heart in my hands, ready to offer it to you and I feel like you’re getting ready to stomp all over it.”
You just feel so damn original when you write something that you think is good, and then you realize a song crept into your brain and stayed there, and it bleeds out all over the page as you’re writing. That’s not the first time I’ve done that, and I’m sure it’s not the last.
Hell, the title from this thing comes from a Madonna song. I guess music has been my muse.
Music and pictures of hot guys.
May 22, 2006
3:47 am • Filed under: Uncategorized
I’m on a writing blitz. After not writing a word for the past three days, I wrote at least 3,000 words tonight. Scenes seemed to write themselves. It was rather amazing.
This doesn’t happen to me normally, but I didn’t want to stop a good thing while it was rolling along. Therefore, it’s 12:45 in the morning and yes, I’m still up. And I have to get up early in the morning to ride into town with my husband so I can pick up my car at the shop after not having it for a week. Yipee. Besides the fact I gotta take care of my kids like every other normal day.
But I don’t care, it was worth staying up. I am at 66,217 words total. I am almost finished with this bad boy. For real. It feels freakin’ wonderful.
In fact, I still feel like I could write more. But I gotta go to bed. Really. Hope the word flow is still in me tomorrow. Er, I mean later today.
May 21, 2006
5:26 pm • Filed under: Uncategorized
Ever been at a point where you’re writing and all your characters want to do is screw - like rabbits?
Um, that’s happening to me right now. They finally broke the barriers and started messing around, and they seem to keep wanting to mess around. Like, they look at each other and it’s all they can think about. It takes everything in their power to hold back and not jump each other.
I want to tell them, “There’s more to this romance story than you two trying to get in each other’s pants. Really.”
They ignore me. Really they do. So I have to work extra hard to keep them on track.
They need to talk, for instance. They have issues that need to be resolved, so bottling them up and easing them with orgasms is not the answer (though they sure think orgasms are a cure all for everything!).
They need to do other things than stay in the bedroom and get naked. Like work, eat, shower, etc. Life does go on, even in a romance novel.
Try telling that to these two! Their eyes meet, their pulses quicken, things start a flutterin’ and the next thing I know, they’re in each other’s arms again and trying to take each other’s clothes off. Again.
Rather frustrating, actually. For me, though. Certainly not for them!
May 18, 2006
11:34 am • Filed under: Uncategorized
This is Jeremy Bloom. He’s a skier and was on our Olympic team. I have no idea if he medaled or not - all I know is that I was looking for a photo of a hot guy and found him.
He’s damn cute.
I don’t know if my eyes will ever be the same again after I did my search for hot man pics. Porn sites galore on my list! And if they didn’t say porn in their description and I clicked the link, it would end up to be porn! Aahh!
Good thing no children were around.
May 16, 2006
12:39 pm • Filed under: Uncategorized
He told her, and she didn’t run screaming from the room like he thought she would.
Lucky him.
May 15, 2006
2:33 am • Filed under: Uncategorized
My sweet, sexy virgin is trying to get up the nerve to tell Miss Hotstuff that he is, in fact, a virgin.
He’s having a hell of a time. It’s so difficult that he decided to just kiss her instead. He has a hard time concentrating when he’s around Miss Hotstuff. She has a way of distracting him without doing a damn thing.
I really need to get him to tell her this. Cos it’s gonna set the story on its ear.
Crap.
