Keeping the faith – Why I keep going

There are moments where I wonder why I bother to keep writing. Aside for knowing I will go completely insane if I don’t get all these ideas out of my head, it’s really easy to feel you ware writing for nobody but yourself and the 5 people around you who care enough to support your delusion vision. You want to give up

Then fate comes along.

Another patron told me today how much he loved my book and is looking forward to the sequel. 🙂 He told me in completely honest terms that a book never outright made him squeal for more like a true otaku and I get the feeling he’ll be on my ass to get the other one finished asap. XD

I also scrounged up all the notebooks from my short story project and will be updating the site with them over the next few weeks. Not particularly on a schedule just as they get typed and edited.

And here I was feeling all useless and such. 🙂

All done!! >D

I declare the short story experiment over!!! And the final tally is: *drumroll*

1 story ready to be all typed up.
2 stories very close to being done
3 somewhere in the middle
2 in the concept stage

I consider this a victory because I spent the whole month working on whatever the hell I wanted with no pressure. No "I need to finish this novel because if I don’t log some words in, I’ll feel guilty." Nope. I got an idea, I started writing it. It was very freeing. I felt more like a creative creature than a chick with (another) job to do.

On that note, I will need to tackle the enormous task of typing up all this stuff so it’s uploaded to my site which hasn’t been updated in… A long time. >_<

And this made me so sad. I’ll really miss Leslie Nielsen. He was an awesome actor.

Because my brain demanded it

Will it be successful? Probably not. Will stick with it? Probably not. Will it make anyone other than me laugh? Probably not.

But I’m doing it anyway. XD

I’m one of the few who would prefer a pat down to a scan, (I have two direct relatives with cancer) but do not relish the feeling of hands sliding over my rolls of fatness, here is my blog on how I will become more TSA compliant.

Because, it’s good to have a goal. XD

In other news, The Short Story Project is still on only I’m including scripts in what qualifies as "short story." So far, what seems to have happened is the idea of the project has kept me writing a few lines every day and brainstorming new ones all the time. Heck, I had three ideas for scripts yesterday in a 5 minute span! That felt awesome. So, even if I don’t finish another story, in that, this experiment was a complete success! 😀

The Walking Dead and other crap I’m doing

There are certain authors who could write a phone book and I would run off to read it. Robert Krikman is one of them. As the go to gal for graphic novels in my library, you know damn well I made sure to get The Walking Dead series as part of my collection. I also make sure to read as much of the collection as I can. I got sucked into this series from word one. Cue the fangirlish screaming when I hear a television show is being made!

And of course the "please don’t fuck this up" prayers.

I consider my prayers answered! I am so happy with where this show is going, I can scarcely believe it! I’ve seen a lot of zombie movies (it was one of the cravings I had when I was pregnant… Don’t ask.) and while I may be biased since I’m a fan of the comic, The Walking Dead gives me so much more than just "zomg, don’t eat me." If I want that I can watch Resident Evil AND I’ll get to stare at Michelle Rodriguez. Walking Dead is not really about the zombies, it’s about the survivors and how this effects them. People love to sit and wonder "Gee, I wonder how I’d fair in the zombie apocalypse?" And here, you get a likely answer. You would scrape for any normalcy you could get all the while being stripped of your sanity and civility.

As for my plan? I plan to be the most epic zombie ever. Me and my zombie kid shall roam together a la this book, until my hillbilly husband puts a bullet in my head. XD I harbor no illusions as to my physical prowess. I’d be infected and roaming the countryside in a week.

As for my little experiment, I’ve gotten one story complete so far and I’m close to another one getting finished in a day or so depending on where it goes. I’m also sketching again (hell froze over and Dad is pissed) so I plan to open a Zazzle shop with some of my little doodles on them. Anything to make the money, baby!

Progress report

Using a pen, I have done terrible, TERRIBLE things to paper.

And I can’t wait to share. >}

I am one sick woman. XD

More ego stroking: Today, I was told by a coworker that a patron who took my book out was absolutely raving about it and wanted to meet me. I am not used to people I don’t know telling me they like my book, to be honest. It’s cool and nerve wracking at the same time. @_@ I ordered some business cards to promote the short fiction that’s there (and what’s to come, mwahahaha!!) so I hope I’ll sell more books and get more traffic to my site.

Like my writing? Tell a friend. That’s all I ask. 😉

Progress!

I’m already rating the Short Story Experiment a success!! >D I am adoring this. I’m working in so many different genres, nothing gets boring and I don’t feel harassed! 😀 Here’s a snippet of a new one I started:

It was warm the day my father died. It’s been winter ever since. I knew he had magic. He chased away monsters under my bed, flipped pancakes without a mess, and reached high shelves to get treats for me. But I didn’t think his life held back the snow.

Ahh, yes… I am enjoying this WAY too much!

Nice ego stroking! :)

If you see something in your local library that you enjoy? Tell. Your. Librarian. I really can’t stress that enough.

Today I had a very nice man ask me how many graphic novels he could check out and my answer was simply "As many as you can carry." XD He’d come from several towns away because he saw online that our collection was so good. I take a bit of personal credit for this because it was my idea to have a graphic novel collection in adult in the first place.

But seriously, circulation statistics are not the only way we gauge if a collection is working or not. Tell the staff when you love something so they can do it more. And so they can smile, because we get yelled at a lot, too.

In other news, the nice men came to knock down the top of our house today. I haven’t seen how far they’ve gotten yet. 0.0

My writing experiment is going well so far. I’ve got one story mere lines from completion, one 3/4 of the way done, and one I’m just beginning. The genres are all over the place so nothing ever gets boring! 😀

And of course, I get a ton if ideas for my two main novels as I work on this experiment. Just lovely. But my muse has always been an attention whore. He likes to mess with my head.

Watch, he’ll give me 2 weeks of writer’s block for that.

No NaNo

As previously posted, I have opted out of NaNoWriMo this year. And not just because it’s really annoying to type NaNoWriMo over and over or repeatedly explain what it is. So I’m doing my own thing… And still have to explain what it is. And I’m two days late. You’ll just have to deal with that. :p

Here are the perimeters: I am going to complete as many short stories as I can in one month. Shorts that I have already started are not exempt from my total completion tally. I am going by stories completely written, not typed. If the story is a paragraph, it counts. If it seems like the story is mutating into a novel, it doesn’t count and will be stopped immediately for a shorter project.

Why am I doing this? Because I am notoriously bad at short stories. I have trouble keeping things short unless threatened by a teacher to do so. I’m getting better but I’d like to have it be second nature to turn out something of good quality that’s under 50 pages or so. Give or take for font size and all that. But unlike trying to get a huge ass novel, I can concentrate on a complete narrative without getting bogged down in word counts which screwed with my head. I’m unhinged enough, thank you very much. *huffs*

Let the game begin!! >D

And here’s something funny: