January 2007

January 11: A Busy Chicken Little
January 17: Starting is the Hardest Part
January 28: A Decade of Dreams

January 11

A Busy Chicken Little
Snow. Oh, yes. There is snow. I don't like snow. Not if I have to drive in it. Not if I have a road trip planned. It looks like the road trip to see Heather for her birthday is off. I keep watching the cameras for WA, OR and CA. Many of the roads look OK now but a couple of the trouble spots are still expecting more snow or to heat up during the day today but freezing again tonight. There are a lot of hazards, black ice and accidents. Caution is the better part of valor and I am feeling wimpy. I am most sad about this. However, on the good side of things, it means that I can extend my DDC road trip to include some visit time with Heather and extend her birthday out.

On the bad side, it makes me feel like a wuss. However, sliding all over Redmond and almost crashing my car has made me one very big Chicken Little. Yes, I did drive today. I had to. First, my cat needed fresh litter. OMG, did she need fresh litter. I thought I had some. Nope. Second, I needed a litmus test to see how the roads were to figure out if I could do my road trip. Yeah. No. There is a stark difference between the roads that are in the sunlight and the ones in the shade. Fine. Fine. Fine. Whoa. Shit! Black ice! Slide. Slide. Brake. Slide. Traction. Fine. Fine. Fine. Shit!

So, now, instead of a birthday party and research in Sacramento for Novel #1, I'm going to be home, working on the Novel #1, putting in placeholders for the research areas and wishing the white stuff would go away.


I've been a very busy freelance writer over the past two weeks. You see, I am my own boss but my boss is a bit of a slave driver. We are still finding the appropriate balance of work and life. So far, I'm ahead of schedule.

  • I've got two book queries into a potential agent/publisher. I had to stop and edit both books into the correct format before I did so. THIS JUST IN!! The agent I queried just requested the full Grants Pass manuscript!

    Except for the fact that I have just realized that I fucking overwrote Grants Pass Final document with Regresser's Evolution final document... discovering that "All Grants Pass Final" was actually Regresser's Evolution. Sometimes, I just hate myself. That was a good six hours of work that I need to repeat. Right now.

    Three hours later, all of the stories are back in a single document and the over all edit begins again. The one thing I have going for me right now is the fact that I'm doing all of this for a reason. An agent asked me for the full manuscript. There is purpose in this re-edit and that makes me happy and keeps me going.

    Six hours later, the full manuscript is completely re-edited and sent off to the agent. I have high hopes for my baby. Grants Pass was my project from inception until now. I really want to see it in hardcopy print.

  • I've got a call into WotC at my MWP editor's recommendation about a possible trilogy idea. I'm waiting for a call back but I'll give another call soon.

  • The Edge of Propinquity is all set up for the first volume of its second year.

  • I got an out-of-the-blue fiction contract for an erotica magazine that pays very well.

  • I've got the potential of a good RPG freelance project not with MWP which would be cool.

  • Now, I'm about to dive head first into Novel #1. I've got it outlined and ready to go. There's some research bits I need to do but that does not have to be done now. It is going to take up most of my time in the near future.

    All in all, I'm pretty happy with my productivity. Though, I have to admit I'm very nervous about the queries to the agent and the call into WotC. We will see what we will see with it though. Hope for the best, expect the worst and you usually land in-between.


    I've been sick since Christmas. Only just now am I finally almost well. I'm still occasionally coughing and my ears still pop now and then. I've very glad that I'm over being sick but now the fact that all my illness has keep me from going to the gym all this time is coming home to roost. I am a good two weeks behind on the training I wanted to do for my mini-triathlon.

    You know, it is far too easy to skip the gym. Far too easy to stay at my computer and work or mess around on my computer. Or to work on home projects. I'm alphabetizing my library right now. I'm up to "L" right now. I have an awful lot of books. But, it will be really nice to have them in order again so I can find the books I'm looking for. One of these days, I'm going to get barcode scanning software and itemize my library.

    But, I digress. It is far too easy to not leave the house and to not go to the gym. This surprises me. I was all gung-ho about the gym. I'm hoping now that I'm well again (and if the snow melts soon), that enthusiasm will return. Especially with my need to get out and see people even if I'm not actually talking to them.


    Tarot Card for the Day: Death, Inverted

  • January 17

    Starting is the Hardest Part
    January 12th, I backed up all work. Over the weekend, I wrote "No Plain Jane" and sent it to a first round of readers. Monday, I started the new novel. Monday night, I came home and my computer was dead. Tuesday morning, it was still dead. I have "No Plain Jane" in my Gmail (thank god) but I've lost about 2500 words on Novel #1. The beginning of Novel #1.

    Starting a new story is the hardest part for me. I want that first line to jump out of the page and to grab you by the short hairs. I want the following paragraph to slap you around like a dominatrix just warming up, leaving you begging for more. I want the whole story to stick in your brain for days and to pop out of your memory at unexpected moments. I want you to want to remember it all and have a visceral, emotional reaction every time you think of it.

    The beginning of Novel #1 was not like that. Not yet. But, it had been started. It was a hard start. I did not know what to start with. So, I just started and wrote, knowing that it would be an excellent way to begin the novel. The next day, I would begin the polish on it. The act of editing in draft zero at the start of every writing session is an appetizer to a big literary meal for me. It wets my writing palate. It stimulates my brain. It gives me my starting point, because, for me, starting is the hardest part, and puts me into that groove when I come to the end of the written word. My brain and fingers already know what's coming next.

    I finally figured out that THAT was why I was so incredibly sulky and vexed about the situation. If Rory can't do the data recovery, I'm going to have to start it all over - again. Talk about a motivation hazard. But, I'm going to have faith that Rory will be able to do the data recovery. Hope is a precious thing.

    Everything else is on its way to being taken care of. The data recovery is scheduled. New hardware is on the way. The backup system will be in place by the end of the month. Yes, there are some major inconveniences for me in this but they are just that - inconveniences to be overcome. They are not blocks.

    But, dammit, I don't want to begin again on Novel #1.

    So, I'm not. I'm going to push off the novel again and work on the February TEoP story instead. I won't be losing productivity since I need to write this story anyway. I had just planned to wait until next week. So, TEoP will be done sooner rather than later and that's that.


    In other writing news, Grants Pass got turned down. Not because he didn't like it. Because it didn't have any BIG name authors in it. He really liked it but because the anthology market is so tough, without a couple of big names attached, he doesn't think he can sell it. Thus, he cannot accept it. He thinks after I've made more of a name for myself, I'd have an easier time selling it. Or, if I can get people like Greg Bear, Stephen King, Margaret Weis or other big sellers to write for me, it would sell now. So, I'm going to ping all of those authors I pinged a couple years back, explain the new situation and see if their schedules have freed up any.

    On the good side of things, he is interested in reading the full Regresser's Evolution manuscript. My intent with this book is to have a series of shorter Space Opera books like Steve Perry's Matador series are. Fast paced and action packed.

    The erotica commission is off to a few 1st readers. One got back to me immediately and his feedback was pretty good. I've tightened up the prose a bit and I'm waiting for more feedback. I love the fact that I have a HUGE "duh" mistake not two paragraphs into the story that I should have caught on my aloud rereading for exactly such mistakes.


    Snow... snow... snow... Fuck it. It's cold. It's wet. It's icy. I'm tired of it.


    Tarot Card for the Day: Temperance

    January 28

    A Decade of Dreams

    Roland has returned as a working PC laptop. It took a couple of failed attempts to recover the old hard drive, then the intervention of a new Dell department who use Technorati to search blogs to find out what people are saying about their product. When they find someone in trouble, they see if they have a warranty or if there is anything they can do to help the situation.

    I'm very impressed by this. I had pretty much given up on Roland as a laptop and was ready to move back to a desktop. However, Larry, a Dell customer advocate, contacted me and helped me out. Within days, I had a new hard drive, an XP disc and a long email of stuff I should do to make sure the Dell laptop would run correctly. Yesterday, I spent six hours getting Roland back up and running to my specifications. From applications to chat programs, from bookmarks to calendars.

    I now feel comfortable enough with the new Roland to go back and start working on him as my primary computer again. In a couple of weeks, I will still be getting a desktop computer that I will use as a back up to this one. To mirror it. I will also be getting an online backup system. I don't ever want to lose data like that again. It sucks. Especially for a person like me whose work is all contained in their laptop.


    I know it isn't the end of the month but I'm going to put up my Year-to-Date 2007 Scorecard. I plan to do this for the end of every month. Just to keep me honest.

  • Submissions: 11 of 60+ (ahead)
  • New Short Stories: 5 of 24+ (ahead)
  • Freaky Friday Fictions: 5 of 50+ (on track)
  • Books read: 1 of 24+ (behind)
  • Novel #1 word count: 9,000 of 75,000 (on track)
  • I think I'm going to call this month a productive success. Especially with Roland dying halfway through. I have gained a couple of experience levels as an author on the way to the prestige class of published novelist. For the first time ever, I had a magazine come solicit me for fiction. That totally made my day. Also, I have started looking for agents. I've got my eye on one but if he turns me down, I'm going to move on to researching multiple agents in my genre.


    I had a really interesting discussion with Cherie recently about being a working author. She presented an interesting opportunity to possibly augment my Writing Year with a pretty steady income that would be freelance writing work that I could do from home and while I'm working on the rest of my ambitious writing goals.

    I know I said that 2007 was going to be for me and for my writing. But, the idea of possibly turning this Writing Year into a freelance writing career, while pursuing my fiction writing, is just too good to pass up. Plus, I am a freak about my finances. While my checkbook still looks fine I'm watching the numbers within in it get smaller and smaller. It is making me antsy. Bringing in any money would help this anxiety. If I could do it through my writing, that is even better. Plus, it would look great on the resume.

    So, I'm going to pursue this possibility and we will see what we see.


    I spent a good part of Sunday updating my online dream journal: Dreamlines… Realities Within. This year, April, will mark a full ten years of dream journaling. I've put all of my dream documents into a single document called: A DECADE OF DREAMS. The word count on this document, as of now, is 87,000 words. That's a pretty hefty chunk of words. Truth be told, I had many more dreams than the ones I wrote about. Only the ones that seemed the most interesting to me were written up.

    I'm proud that I've been able to keep the dream journal going for so long. There are a lot of things I can tell about myself through my dream journal. The least of which is the fact that my writing style has improved 1000%. No joke. I learned that I have trends in dreaming which I call "dream themes." The most interesting to me are:

    Invasions and Rebellions - Dreams about aliens (or something) is invading and I am part of the rebellion or repelling force. These usually have me running in them and that just makes me smile.

    Water - Dreams that involve water in a significant way such as large bodies of water, running water, floods, tsunamis and oceans. They seem to represent the creative force of my imagination and my ability to create.

    In Character - These are dreams about my characters or are my characters having their own dreams. I find these fascinating.

    Epic - These are the dreams that have an "epic" feel to them. They are so large and have so much detail and/or back story and/or universe that they feel like they could be turned into novels.

    I would ponder the possibility of publishing these as a book but, often, people find other people's dreams really boring.


    Tarot Card for the Day: Temperance, Inverted

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