We don't celebrate Christmas in our house so I'm making cheesecakes for my friends' holiday celebrations. I've cleaned the living room, did dishes, swept floors and dusted. Then my ex-boyfriend messages me on facebook. He's in an emotional tornado and wants my help. Guess what I agree to. I have him coming over to talk. How stupid can I be. The only time we talk is when he is having problems. If I had a doctorate I'd be getting paid tons of money for this. Why do I always help him and a few others like him? Is it because I know I can or is it a deep seated wishing I had a boyfriend? I have learned from mistakes that I do NOT need a man to have a fulfilled life. My mom thought she needed to stay with an abusive man to be happy. It tore her heart out in the end. I knew then I would never need a man. I still ended up in a few relationships that were just for companionship. Guess some of us have to learn from experience.
Well, my ex is coming over and I will talk with him. I'll remember all the reasons why we are no longer together and forbid myself to get attached again.
I'm going to spend the next week looking at my mistakes and triumphs to better understand myself. I need to lose weight, eat better and get a handle on my emotions before I fall apart. My resolution for 2015 will be:
Take meds every day(I do it now)
Exercise
Write
Read
Cook healthy meals
Not look out the window and wonder if the grass is greener on the other side
Talk to my kids rather than speak at them
These should help me with all my issues.
Look for excerpts after the new year. I promise you ate least one.
Happy Holidays!
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Wednesday, December 24, 2014
Tuesday, December 16, 2014
A Long Day!
Today is another day where all I want to do is cuddle up with a blanket and a great sexy book. Well, I'm not going to get time for it. As a single parent I have to clean the house AGAIN, figure out what to fix for dinner and still find time to write.
Here's my schedule:
10am-clean living room
11am- write
12pm- eat something
1pm- clean kitchen/ do dishes (daughter made monkey bread and left a mess)
2pm- write
3pm- have after school snack ready
4pm- start dinner
5pm- dinner and clean up
6pm- watch House
7:30pm- clean bathroom
8pm- write
9pm- get ready for bed
9:30pm- bedtime!!!
Yes it's a busy day. I'm thinking of editing my very first attempt of a novel. 'Inevitable Destinyz' needs a lot of edits and possibly split it into 2 novels since it's so long.
Thinking of posting an excerpt later this week.
Only good news is that I'm loving tsu.co. Hop over and join in. It's a lot like facebook but you see all friends posts.
https://www.tsu.co/jessi47
Hope to hear from you soon.
Here's my schedule:
10am-clean living room
11am- write
12pm- eat something
1pm- clean kitchen/ do dishes (daughter made monkey bread and left a mess)
2pm- write
3pm- have after school snack ready
4pm- start dinner
5pm- dinner and clean up
6pm- watch House
7:30pm- clean bathroom
8pm- write
9pm- get ready for bed
9:30pm- bedtime!!!
Yes it's a busy day. I'm thinking of editing my very first attempt of a novel. 'Inevitable Destinyz' needs a lot of edits and possibly split it into 2 novels since it's so long.
Thinking of posting an excerpt later this week.
Only good news is that I'm loving tsu.co. Hop over and join in. It's a lot like facebook but you see all friends posts.
https://www.tsu.co/jessi47
Hope to hear from you soon.
Friday, December 12, 2014
Writing is Hard
As I write today I realise that it's not easy. I have 1 that needs editing like crazy and 3 that needs to be finished. Why can't I just stay focused on 1 of them. Yep, you guessed it, plot bunnies driving me in so many directions.
Excerpt from #WIP3
Tasmina didn’t know where she was going but she knew she had to get away from him. How could this be happening? Her life was just getting on track, school, being able to walk around without fear’ well much fear anyway. It was a life she thought she’d never have after everything she’d went through as a pup. She had thought it was in the past, now he brought it to the front of her thoughts. Thoughts she didn’t want back. Once she slowed down she scented to see if anyone was following her, no she was alone. The only scent she found was that of the stream running through the land. Knowing the visiting wolves weren’t allowed there she sat down. Thoughts of Amos and the dungeon rushed back. Feeling as though she was in it she began to shake, sweat and fear was rolling off her. This was how it would be with Elijah. He was of old days, kept his pack in order with whippings. Another thing she was all too familiar with. Though the scars on her back had healed without the faintest line, her inner scars were there to stay. She can’t go through that again and she wouldn’t. If that went going anomic then so be it. She had left her tracking sense open to keep herself safe, now she scented a male within a few yards. One she wasn’t familiar with. Must be one of those looking for their true-mate, something she never thought of doing. Tracking his movement she sensed he moved in another direction, to a path that was further away from her. Wondering why others wanted to mate, she thought of how her parents had been. They were true-mates and died within six months of each other, she being only four. Memories of them were faint but she knew they loved each other with all they had. Pictures of them holding hands and smiling at each other when they thought no one was looking made her wolf stir.
(c) Jessica Markley 2014
See not my best work but it's the first draft so I'll go with it for now. Back to fingers flying over the keyboard. #WriteClub today. Hoping to hit 5k new words. More updates soon.
Excerpt from #WIP3
Tasmina didn’t know where she was going but she knew she had to get away from him. How could this be happening? Her life was just getting on track, school, being able to walk around without fear’ well much fear anyway. It was a life she thought she’d never have after everything she’d went through as a pup. She had thought it was in the past, now he brought it to the front of her thoughts. Thoughts she didn’t want back. Once she slowed down she scented to see if anyone was following her, no she was alone. The only scent she found was that of the stream running through the land. Knowing the visiting wolves weren’t allowed there she sat down. Thoughts of Amos and the dungeon rushed back. Feeling as though she was in it she began to shake, sweat and fear was rolling off her. This was how it would be with Elijah. He was of old days, kept his pack in order with whippings. Another thing she was all too familiar with. Though the scars on her back had healed without the faintest line, her inner scars were there to stay. She can’t go through that again and she wouldn’t. If that went going anomic then so be it. She had left her tracking sense open to keep herself safe, now she scented a male within a few yards. One she wasn’t familiar with. Must be one of those looking for their true-mate, something she never thought of doing. Tracking his movement she sensed he moved in another direction, to a path that was further away from her. Wondering why others wanted to mate, she thought of how her parents had been. They were true-mates and died within six months of each other, she being only four. Memories of them were faint but she knew they loved each other with all they had. Pictures of them holding hands and smiling at each other when they thought no one was looking made her wolf stir.
(c) Jessica Markley 2014
See not my best work but it's the first draft so I'll go with it for now. Back to fingers flying over the keyboard. #WriteClub today. Hoping to hit 5k new words. More updates soon.
Friday, April 4, 2014
Camping 1st Week
I haven't gotten much accomplished on my WIP-Naleena this week. I do plan on busting my butt this weekend to get ahead of my word count because I will not be able to write 2 more days this month.
Excerpt from 'Naleena' my CampNaNoWriMo WIP.
I am loving Camp and I'm meeting tons of new people with things in common. I'm keeping a 'camp' journal here online. As you can see I still have tons to do. I forgot to add finish making up the freezer meals. I still have about 5 to do.
If you noticed I need to get male MC (Takoda) to express his feelings and as all women know it's hard. At least I have figured out the flashback parts and have lots of notes on that. It will make the 2nd part fly out of my fingers fast.
One thing that has had me to procrastinate is my son has informed me he is taking a Creative Writing class that he will have to write a book next school year. He keeps coming to me asking all kinds of questions so I have written out several steps he needs to take before writing. Now he's working on characters... 'Mom, can he have white hair and be 26 years old?' I told him his characters can be and do anything he wants but they may have a mind of their own at times and not get pissy about that.
Now I am off to kick Takoda's butt and get him to do what I want him to.
Have a wonderful weekend full of reading and writing.
Excerpt from 'Naleena' my CampNaNoWriMo WIP.
Takoda ran his hands over his face; he had missed an important meeting and now regretted it. “My orders?” he finally asked.
“None. You have not shown you are ready. You shall continue to run the bar and be Beta. That means you must act as Beta not a low ranking pack member.” Drewdon stated in his formal tone.
Shame fell over Takoda and the Council could smell it. “In time Young One, you shall take your place in the changes. Sooner than you may think.”
Drewdon was always cryptic, as was all of Council. Zane was more blunt most of the time. “That means what?” he looked at them. “If I may inquire that is?”
“Time will show you.” Zane said and Council just walked out without another word. They were known for not saying good-byes or telling anyone the conversation was over. It frustrated everyone that wasn’t older than a hundred. How did the thousand years old deal with that kind of stuff when it was the way of life? Well that was one question that was never going to get answered. He packed up some papers and went home for a shower and food.
If you noticed I need to get male MC (Takoda) to express his feelings and as all women know it's hard. At least I have figured out the flashback parts and have lots of notes on that. It will make the 2nd part fly out of my fingers fast.
One thing that has had me to procrastinate is my son has informed me he is taking a Creative Writing class that he will have to write a book next school year. He keeps coming to me asking all kinds of questions so I have written out several steps he needs to take before writing. Now he's working on characters... 'Mom, can he have white hair and be 26 years old?' I told him his characters can be and do anything he wants but they may have a mind of their own at times and not get pissy about that.
Now I am off to kick Takoda's butt and get him to do what I want him to.
Have a wonderful weekend full of reading and writing.
Monday, February 10, 2014
Contest Announcement!!!
Another excerpt from 'Dalara', the first in the lycan series I am working on. The contest parameters follow the the excerpt.
Excerpt:
Sage rushed in as soon as he could get out of the car. He had felt Dalara’s fear over an hour ago and couldn't get to her. He knew she was safe and irritated but he was worried still. Council followed him in.
“Dalara?” he shouted just inside the door. He caught her scent coming from the dining room. There she was sitting with Elizabet and and another female as The Warrior stood at the door. He picked her up and held her tight. “Are you all right, my mate?” he asked.
“Fine.”
“Tell us what happened.” Eldest stated.
“I don’t know we were out in the woods.” Dalara said.
“Elizabet?”
“Warrior George was with us. Dalara was the first to catch a scent of two strangers. George was tracking them and sent us here. I assume he alerted The Warrior as well with his call.”
“And who is this?” Sage asked looking at the one female he had never seen.
“Sorry Alpha, I am Mildred Verna Ellis, two hundred eleven years of Alpha Thomas.”
“What are you doing here without my permission?” Sage asked thinking she might have something to do with the others.
“Sage, this is Elizabet’s sister. Council sent her here.”
“Are you sure?”
“Sage she is no harm to your mate. Council did indeed send for her. She is here to help Dalara with paperwork and anything else that is needed. You do not think I would risk my Grandpup’s life now do you?” Eldest asked.
“No, I’m sorry Eldest.”
“It is understandable and I would be worried if you had not reacted the way you have.”
“Sage, I said I was fine.”
“And you know this for sure? You know who is out in the woods?” he snapped.
Dalara knew this was where she had to put a stop to his controlling or it would get out of hand. “Listen here. I am the one that scented them first, I did as I was told and returned home. Now you are not going to control me like this or interrogate me. Do you understand?”
Sage took a step back away from her. No one had ever spoke to him like that. He wanted to smack her but his wolf took control and calmed him down somehow.
“Lucas, join George in the search.” Eldest commanded and before he had finished the order The Warrior was gone.
“Dalara I’m sorry.” Sage looked as if he was a whipped puppy.
“I just don’t want you telling what to do all the time. I have a mind of my own.”
Sage returned to her side taking the chair next to hers. He knew in the beginning it was going to be hard to keep from controlling everything she did. Though this just proved he had been right.
I as am getting close to finishing the first draft, I am starting a contest. The series has no title. I am hoping you, my followers can help. Go through the excerpts previously posted to get the idea of the story lines. Post your suggestions in the comments. If I choose your suggestion you will receive a $10.00US gift card to either Barnes and Noble or Amazon and a few copy of 'Dalara', when published, to expand your reading material.
Excerpt:
Sage rushed in as soon as he could get out of the car. He had felt Dalara’s fear over an hour ago and couldn't get to her. He knew she was safe and irritated but he was worried still. Council followed him in.
“Dalara?” he shouted just inside the door. He caught her scent coming from the dining room. There she was sitting with Elizabet and and another female as The Warrior stood at the door. He picked her up and held her tight. “Are you all right, my mate?” he asked.
“Fine.”
“Tell us what happened.” Eldest stated.
“I don’t know we were out in the woods.” Dalara said.
“Elizabet?”
“Warrior George was with us. Dalara was the first to catch a scent of two strangers. George was tracking them and sent us here. I assume he alerted The Warrior as well with his call.”
“And who is this?” Sage asked looking at the one female he had never seen.
“Sorry Alpha, I am Mildred Verna Ellis, two hundred eleven years of Alpha Thomas.”
“What are you doing here without my permission?” Sage asked thinking she might have something to do with the others.
“Sage, this is Elizabet’s sister. Council sent her here.”
“Are you sure?”
“Sage she is no harm to your mate. Council did indeed send for her. She is here to help Dalara with paperwork and anything else that is needed. You do not think I would risk my Grandpup’s life now do you?” Eldest asked.
“No, I’m sorry Eldest.”
“It is understandable and I would be worried if you had not reacted the way you have.”
“Sage, I said I was fine.”
“And you know this for sure? You know who is out in the woods?” he snapped.
Dalara knew this was where she had to put a stop to his controlling or it would get out of hand. “Listen here. I am the one that scented them first, I did as I was told and returned home. Now you are not going to control me like this or interrogate me. Do you understand?”
Sage took a step back away from her. No one had ever spoke to him like that. He wanted to smack her but his wolf took control and calmed him down somehow.
“Lucas, join George in the search.” Eldest commanded and before he had finished the order The Warrior was gone.
“Dalara I’m sorry.” Sage looked as if he was a whipped puppy.
“I just don’t want you telling what to do all the time. I have a mind of my own.”
Sage returned to her side taking the chair next to hers. He knew in the beginning it was going to be hard to keep from controlling everything she did. Though this just proved he had been right.
I as am getting close to finishing the first draft, I am starting a contest. The series has no title. I am hoping you, my followers can help. Go through the excerpts previously posted to get the idea of the story lines. Post your suggestions in the comments. If I choose your suggestion you will receive a $10.00US gift card to either Barnes and Noble or Amazon and a few copy of 'Dalara', when published, to expand your reading material.
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
Dalara Excerpt!
As promised here is the synopsis and an excerpt of WIP-Dalara. I how you enjoy it.
DALARA:
A teacher lost her Grams and decided to purchase a home her Grams had talked about all the time. It was falling down and Dalara had trouble finding a contractor to do the work. Along come a man that she had never really noticed, even though the town was less than 1000 people. That's the turn in her life that she would never had guessed would come.
She found that she wasn't human but wolf and the change of worlds turned her life upside-down.
EXCERPT:
“I don’t know what came over me. I've never done that before.” She admitted.
“Done what?”
“Umm… taken control.”
“You seemed to know what you wanted and you took it. I will never complain about that. I love you my mate.”
“I love you too.”
Cuddling Dalara finally thought about everything she had tracked that she wanted to ask Sage about.
“Can we talk?”
“Of course my mate.” He brushed her hair away from her face making her smile.
“Well, I have some questions.”
“I sensed you did.”
“I just hate to ruin this feeling. You know relaxed and warm all over, inside and out.”
“It won’t I promise. I won’t let you go any where.”
“Okay, I was wondering why you got so pissed when Eljin wanted to examine me.”
“You have to understand, males hate it when their mates are seen unclothed by other males. It’s ingrained in us to keep that from happening.”
“So you’d rather I have trouble with carrying than be seen?”
“No! I would not. It’s the thought of him seeing you down there, that’s all.”
“Whoever delivers this pup will see down there any way. I think Eljin will be that one. You need to get over it, at least with him.”
“You are right. I hope I didn't trouble you with my snapping at him.”
“No, just please let him look after me and the pup.”
“As you wish, though it might be tough to control. I think I will have Elizabet with you instead of me when he examines you. I don’t think I could control my jealousy.”
“Fine.”
Sage was rubbing her arm that was on top of the comforter trying to understand why Dalara was so worried about have to doctor look at her. “Love, why is it important you have a doctor? I mean wolves have been whelping without them for years.”
“I was raised human and they have babies in hospitals you know with drugs.”
“You’re worried you can’t handle it aren't you?”
“Yes.”
“You can do it I know you can. You are an unbelievable female that has comes to terms with your new life. You amaze me every day. Like today, you got through the interviews and it seems to name you picked the ones that will fit good.”
Let me know what you think. I'm getting close to done and will begin editing, which will suck.
DALARA:
A teacher lost her Grams and decided to purchase a home her Grams had talked about all the time. It was falling down and Dalara had trouble finding a contractor to do the work. Along come a man that she had never really noticed, even though the town was less than 1000 people. That's the turn in her life that she would never had guessed would come.
She found that she wasn't human but wolf and the change of worlds turned her life upside-down.
EXCERPT:
“I don’t know what came over me. I've never done that before.” She admitted.
“Done what?”
“Umm… taken control.”
“You seemed to know what you wanted and you took it. I will never complain about that. I love you my mate.”
“I love you too.”
Cuddling Dalara finally thought about everything she had tracked that she wanted to ask Sage about.
“Can we talk?”
“Of course my mate.” He brushed her hair away from her face making her smile.
“Well, I have some questions.”
“I sensed you did.”
“I just hate to ruin this feeling. You know relaxed and warm all over, inside and out.”
“It won’t I promise. I won’t let you go any where.”
“Okay, I was wondering why you got so pissed when Eljin wanted to examine me.”
“You have to understand, males hate it when their mates are seen unclothed by other males. It’s ingrained in us to keep that from happening.”
“So you’d rather I have trouble with carrying than be seen?”
“No! I would not. It’s the thought of him seeing you down there, that’s all.”
“Whoever delivers this pup will see down there any way. I think Eljin will be that one. You need to get over it, at least with him.”
“You are right. I hope I didn't trouble you with my snapping at him.”
“No, just please let him look after me and the pup.”
“As you wish, though it might be tough to control. I think I will have Elizabet with you instead of me when he examines you. I don’t think I could control my jealousy.”
“Fine.”
Sage was rubbing her arm that was on top of the comforter trying to understand why Dalara was so worried about have to doctor look at her. “Love, why is it important you have a doctor? I mean wolves have been whelping without them for years.”
“I was raised human and they have babies in hospitals you know with drugs.”
“You’re worried you can’t handle it aren't you?”
“Yes.”
“You can do it I know you can. You are an unbelievable female that has comes to terms with your new life. You amaze me every day. Like today, you got through the interviews and it seems to name you picked the ones that will fit good.”
Let me know what you think. I'm getting close to done and will begin editing, which will suck.
Saturday, January 18, 2014
My Writing Schedule ???
Many ask how do you plan when you write?
Well that all depends on the day and my mood. I am a participant of WriteChainChallenege so I make myself write at least 1500 wordies a day. I have managed for the last 53 days to do so. Here's my schedule (changes made when kiddos involved)
Monday - Thursday during 9am and 3pm for at least 2 hours. At night I write while cooking and cleaning up after dinner.
Fridays I write from 1pm-2am with a few breaks for food and dishes This is for FriNightWrites on Twitter
Saturdays I write any where from 9am-3am for a minimum of 6 hours. In the mornings I do #TalesAndTea with The Sprint Shack on Twitter.
Sundays it all depends on when my kiddos get home. usually I write around noon for a few hours (like 8).
Remember I have two kids and they interfere a lot with my scheduled writing times. Friday my son came home from school early because of a migraine. No problem he went to his room and slept for a bit, so no stopping is needed. Then I have to figure out which laptop I am gonna use, my daughter's or son's. If neither then I HAVE to use my desktop. Using my desktop isn't as inspiring as writing in the kitchen for some reason.
Most of the time I do word sprints for 30 minutes with friends and fellow writers on Twitter. They keep my grove going and when my writing groups aren't running sprints I do. Example, I ran six 30 minute sprints today and had several join in. I always use the hashtag #getwordies because that's our goal, to get words written.
Yeah I am on Twitter most of the day doing sprints. Like I said before, they keep me writing and during the breaks I get dishes, laundry and other things done in the kitchen. I even cook while sprinting now. Though finding TweetDeck was the best thing in the world since Scrivener.
No matter what wordies are written everyday. I wrote only 2540 words today but I created several supporting characters for this 'Dalara' and they may end up with one of their own in the future. Already planning on one for sure.
So, my writer friends and followers, if you need motivation to keep you on track find me on Twitter @jesdeh2o or search #getwordies to see if I'm running sprints! Or you can always ask if I can. I am more than willing to help out my fellow writers.
Well that all depends on the day and my mood. I am a participant of WriteChainChallenege so I make myself write at least 1500 wordies a day. I have managed for the last 53 days to do so. Here's my schedule (changes made when kiddos involved)
Monday - Thursday during 9am and 3pm for at least 2 hours. At night I write while cooking and cleaning up after dinner.
Fridays I write from 1pm-2am with a few breaks for food and dishes This is for FriNightWrites on Twitter
Saturdays I write any where from 9am-3am for a minimum of 6 hours. In the mornings I do #TalesAndTea with The Sprint Shack on Twitter.
Sundays it all depends on when my kiddos get home. usually I write around noon for a few hours (like 8).
Remember I have two kids and they interfere a lot with my scheduled writing times. Friday my son came home from school early because of a migraine. No problem he went to his room and slept for a bit, so no stopping is needed. Then I have to figure out which laptop I am gonna use, my daughter's or son's. If neither then I HAVE to use my desktop. Using my desktop isn't as inspiring as writing in the kitchen for some reason.
Most of the time I do word sprints for 30 minutes with friends and fellow writers on Twitter. They keep my grove going and when my writing groups aren't running sprints I do. Example, I ran six 30 minute sprints today and had several join in. I always use the hashtag #getwordies because that's our goal, to get words written.
Yeah I am on Twitter most of the day doing sprints. Like I said before, they keep me writing and during the breaks I get dishes, laundry and other things done in the kitchen. I even cook while sprinting now. Though finding TweetDeck was the best thing in the world since Scrivener.
No matter what wordies are written everyday. I wrote only 2540 words today but I created several supporting characters for this 'Dalara' and they may end up with one of their own in the future. Already planning on one for sure.
So, my writer friends and followers, if you need motivation to keep you on track find me on Twitter @jesdeh2o or search #getwordies to see if I'm running sprints! Or you can always ask if I can. I am more than willing to help out my fellow writers.
Wednesday, January 8, 2014
What Are They Doing?
My characters are not cooperating with me.
The last few days my MC (main character) and her bestie have decided they don't want to do what I want. This point in the novel is hard enough to write. Now with them ticking me off it just makes it harder. Dalara's bestie is having issues with not wanting to be in this part and I need her here. It's almost as if she wants to be the MC now and I can't have that. I have had this issue before but she is stubborn. I am hoping by Friday she will start cooperating. I need wordies.
I am going to word sprint with my lovelies over at @TheSprintShack on Twitter today, or at least try. Friday will be an all day and night sprint fest with @FriNightWrites for #writeclub. For those who are unfamiliar with either one check out their blogs. The Sprint Shack and FriNightWrites. The sprints are hosted by fellow writers. We write for a set time and see how many wordies we can get out of our fingers.
I want this novel done and ready for my beta readers before April 1st. Camp NaNoWriMo begins then and I want to start the next novel in the series. I was thinking it would be Dalara's pack-mate but it might have to be her bestie instead. Which that is all fine and dandy with me. I know part of her story already and have tons of notes and research done.
Camp NaNoWriMo is like NaNoWriMo I did in November; 50k words in a month. I won in November and I want to in April and July for Camp NaNoWriMo too. That's where the sprinting comes in handy. On a good sprint I have forced out 900+ wordies in 30 minutes. I wouldn't be able to live without my lovelies on Twitter. They keep me going with encouragement and ideas when I get stuck like I am now.
Don't forget Friday I will be posting about another favorite author of mine.
Thursday, December 19, 2013
The Long Process
As I sit in front of my computer trying to write, I can't help but think it's not good enough. Nothing seems to flow nor does it seem like a book I would read. Some think that an author just sits down and writes a story without trouble, well NOT! Many of us aspiring authors and even New York Times best sellers have this issue of being stuck.
Once I get started I end up going back and reading through what I have several times. Yep, you guess it; I change a lot. I need to learn to write it then edit it. I doubt that will ever happen which is something slowing me down.
I have however' learned to ask for help when I get stuck. I was hard at first because I didn't want to hear, "What the hell are you thinking? This sucks." Now I have a few people I trust to tell me the truth and I can listen to their hating on parts of my book.
2. I can't read when I'm in the process of writing.
3. Editing isn't as hard as I thought it would be.
4. My son can drive just fine and I had no need to worry.
5. I can clean and write in the same day.
6. I love my washer and dryer being in the kitchen. I do loads while typing at the table.
7. Scrivener is something I will never be able to live without.
8. Aeon Timeline is almost as needed as Scrivener.
9. My time management skills improved.
10. I love my son's laptop!
2. Finish WIP1 and edit
3. Start WIP2
4. Keep house clean while writing...yeah harder than said with 2 teenagers in the house.
5. Save enough for my own laptop for X-mas 2014
6. Do more mommy/kid things with the kiddos
Excerpt:
"Dalara was laying on the couch in pain, it had never been this bad before, she thought. Every muscle and joint felt as if they were on fire, she was shaking with the fever and then her thoughts went fuzzy. She could here Sage and Naleena talking but they sounded as if they were far away. Her mind drifted to her dreams of the black wolf. It had haunted her since the first night." from WIP1 "Dalara"!
Once I get started I end up going back and reading through what I have several times. Yep, you guess it; I change a lot. I need to learn to write it then edit it. I doubt that will ever happen which is something slowing me down.
I have however' learned to ask for help when I get stuck. I was hard at first because I didn't want to hear, "What the hell are you thinking? This sucks." Now I have a few people I trust to tell me the truth and I can listen to their hating on parts of my book.
Things I learned in 2013
1. I can write any time of day, not just in the middle of the night.2. I can't read when I'm in the process of writing.
3. Editing isn't as hard as I thought it would be.
4. My son can drive just fine and I had no need to worry.
5. I can clean and write in the same day.
6. I love my washer and dryer being in the kitchen. I do loads while typing at the table.
7. Scrivener is something I will never be able to live without.
8. Aeon Timeline is almost as needed as Scrivener.
9. My time management skills improved.
10. I love my son's laptop!
My for 2014!
1. Finish editing novel 1 and self-publish2. Finish WIP1 and edit
3. Start WIP2
4. Keep house clean while writing...yeah harder than said with 2 teenagers in the house.
5. Save enough for my own laptop for X-mas 2014
6. Do more mommy/kid things with the kiddos
Excerpt:
"Dalara was laying on the couch in pain, it had never been this bad before, she thought. Every muscle and joint felt as if they were on fire, she was shaking with the fever and then her thoughts went fuzzy. She could here Sage and Naleena talking but they sounded as if they were far away. Her mind drifted to her dreams of the black wolf. It had haunted her since the first night." from WIP1 "Dalara"!
Saturday, December 14, 2013
Back To The Beginning
So, after NaNoWriMo I realized that I needed to rewrite the first novel in the series. Basically delete 3/4 of it and make it flow better. That's what I'm doing. It is a long process but I am getting to it little by little. I really hate when my characters decide they aren't going to go along with what I had planned for them.
I have a title for the book but not for the series yet. The first book will be "Dalara". She is the main female character (MFC). She has had loss but yet is strong and independent. A family secret comes to light and she is courageous to embrace it. Along the way she finds love and tragic events. Learning that she is Coveted by many and feared by most, she must learn not to let it go to her head. In "Dalara" we get a sense of a new world that is hidden to humans, yes Lycans or more like werewolves.
Here are the titles I have so far, though I have no idea what order they will be in.
Dalara
Tasmina
Naleena
Zakaira
Zacharius
Drewdon
Lucas
Any suggestions for a series title is much appreciated. Leave a comment or ask other things in order to get a better idea of what a good title would be. I think I will do a giveaway to the one with the title I choose. Not sure what's gonna be given away yet. Stay tuned to see.
I have a title for the book but not for the series yet. The first book will be "Dalara". She is the main female character (MFC). She has had loss but yet is strong and independent. A family secret comes to light and she is courageous to embrace it. Along the way she finds love and tragic events. Learning that she is Coveted by many and feared by most, she must learn not to let it go to her head. In "Dalara" we get a sense of a new world that is hidden to humans, yes Lycans or more like werewolves.
Here are the titles I have so far, though I have no idea what order they will be in.
Dalara
Tasmina
Naleena
Zakaira
Zacharius
Drewdon
Lucas
Any suggestions for a series title is much appreciated. Leave a comment or ask other things in order to get a better idea of what a good title would be. I think I will do a giveaway to the one with the title I choose. Not sure what's gonna be given away yet. Stay tuned to see.
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