Monday, November 17, 2014

Staying on Track


When I passed by my site today and saw the blaring truth--that I hadn't written or, in the very least, said hello since June--I gasped aloud. Then, admittedly went to Facebook and scrolled through a few of my fave author's pages. Checked email. Made sure my kid wasn't into something irreversibly dangerous. And, finally, I came back, because... you know... a writer should write on his or her author page, right?

Write?

I must admit: writing's proved difficult for me as of late. And, really, it's not so much the lack of time anymore. I'm perfectly capable of rising early every morning, pouring a cup of coffee, lighting a candle, slathering my hands with lavender-scented lotion, and jumping in where I last left off. Nothing's stopping me.

Problem is I'm project-hopping. Contemporary-historical-contemporary-historical. Back and forth, back and forth. Get bored with one, flip to the other. Get bored with that one? Well. You get the idea. When I look back at my published works, I think, "Wow. I managed to maintain focus on those sole projects, one at a time, until they were finished, edited, and published."

So, what's going on now that's so different?

Beats me.

I've had a kid since then. Changed day-job professions. Twice. No excuse for someone who still hangs on to the dream that writing's what she'll do for a living someday, dog-gone-it. 

Anyone else find it hard to stick with one project? To see it all the way through, without cheating with another story? If you've got tips for staying on track, share 'em!

Peace, Love, and Junior Mints,
                                                                
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Friday, June 20, 2014

I Am

As most of you know, my day job personality presents itself in the form of an overtaxed, high-strung paralegal for a very, very, very bordering-on-ridiculous-very busy law firm. Every Friday we have a meeting about the past week's events and those of the week to come. Cases, calendars, who's doing what depo where and, oh my gosh, we did notice everyone for that, right? Sometimes we're praised. Sometimes our butts receive an aggressive chewing. Sometimes it's both simultaneously, which... well. I work with attorneys. 

Go ahead. Permit your imagination to run wild.

Fact is, I never know how long this meeting will last. So, breakfast beforehand? Totally important, if I don't want a bunch of embarrassing stomach growls making everyone snicker for the next one to three hours. This morning I stopped by good ol' Mickey D's and ordered a breakfast burrito. Quick and easy. When I pulled up to the first window, the nice lady took my money, said, "Good morning." I returned the salutation, to which she responded with a very quick, "What's your profession?" Excuse me? "Your profession," she repeated. "You're always dressed up so nice."

"I'm a paralegal," I told her. "I work for a lawyer."

True enough.

Here's the problem: Why on earth did I not say, "I'm a writer."

That small part of my day has bugged me since. Because why didn't I? I am a writer. I write and have written. It's what I want to do with my life; what I was born to do. Speak your dreams into existence, right? But for whatever reason... today... I didn't. 

Good news?

I made a vow to never let it happen again.

I am a writer.

I write novels. Create stories. Characters. Scenes. Plots. I write because I have to. Because I don't get the same pleasure out of doing anything else. 

I am a writer.

I am living my dream.




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Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Steampunk Wednesday

I did it again. I went back to an old story, started reading, made a few edits, strengthened a few--okay, several--sentences, thought up better word choices, broke paragraphs in two and three, and... boom. I'm at the blinking cursor again. What next? 

Cool thing? I really, really like this story. It's a neat reality, isn't it? Letting go of a world for a while, letting it sit, breathe, maybe go on an extended vacation, and then coming back to and falling for the plot and characters all over again? Yeah. Me, too. Great feeling. The Eiffel Tower of all this for me is the rebirth of my fascination with all that is the wonderful, quirky world of Steampunk.

Now, in case you're going, "Steampunk? Is that, like, Green Day with... you know... steam?"  

No. 

But that would kind of be cool, wouldn't it? 

The Urban Dictionary describes steampunk as a sub genre of speculative fiction, primarily set in an anachronistic (an object or person mistakingly placed in time) Victorian  age.  It's also been more easily proclaimed as what the past might've looked like if the future had happened sooner.


If you're looking for solid film examples, try The League of Extraordinary Gentleman, Van Helsing, or the more recent pair of Sherlock Holmes flicks (my fave), although that last one is more true Victorian. Gives a great depiction of era costumes, though.


Have you read or watched a good Steampunk lately? If so, share!

Here's to a creative week for all!

P, L, & JM,

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Friday, April 18, 2014

Thoughts



Just a shoutout. A hi. An I miss you like crazy and wish I had the time to dedicate to reaching out to all of you like I used to.  Life is good in these parts, if a little-a lot busy. For my readers, I am still writing! Just a little slower than before due to kids and chores and work and school and kids and work and kids and work. Prayerfully, I will have something out for you before year's end.

In the meantime, keep reading. Have a fabulous Spring. And I'll be seein' you.

P, L, & JM,

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Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Is There Anyone Out There?


Totally just got the Duran Duran song in my head, too.  Wanted to take a moment and say, "Hello!" to all of you out there, let you know I haven't fallen behind the sofa with all the dust bunnies -- yet.  Work is crazy, but in a good way.  Finally feel like a Day Job has provided to me a sense of purpose, if that makes any sense.  I actually matter, and that's awesome.

Nevertheless.

Stress comes with the territory of paralegal work for a fast-paced law firm, and I haven't been able to dedicate the time I'd like to posting or, for that matter, writing.

But I am writing, I promise. At a slow pace, too, but this is a different story; more different than anything I've ever written, and it's gonna take some time.  Goal?  By summer's end, I hope.  Keep your fingers crossed for me, OK?

Hope all is well!!

P, L, & JM,

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