I have to admit, I had some doubts. When I set a goal of 7,000 words a week (starting last week), I had some serious doubts. But I also knew that setting that goal was the only path to finishing this novel before the RWA National Convention this summer so that I can pitch it to agents and editors. Last week was my first week to put this goal to the test, and let me tell you folks – I blew it out of the water! Go me! I wrote more like 10,000 words last week, and to top it…
Online talk about RWA’s National Conference in Nashville is starting to heat up, and it suddenly just occurred to me that I only have 13 weeks to finish my novel and get it ready to pitch. Well, okay, so I realized this last week, but the shock and panic is still there now! I know that the world will not end and the sky will not fall if I don’t have this novel finished. But I just don’t want to let the opportunity to pitch this go by. Especially when my #1 Dream Agent is accepting pitch appointments! There’s no…
I’m currently hard at work on the second half of my first act, which I call Sequence 2 according to Alex Sokoloff’s movie structure. As for what’s going on in my story, basically the world is falling apart. This strange virus has killed millions already, and they are predicting the numbers to raise to possibly billions dead by the end of the month. The news, of course, is still not reporting the truth. They are hoping to keep people calm and hopeful that a vaccine is almost ready. In truth, no vaccine is even close and most of the people…
Well, not as successful this past week. I didn’t lose, but at least I didn’t gain either. My total stays at the 11.2, which is still more than 2 pounds average a week. For some reason, I was just super hungry all week. Maybe it was partly that I was so good for a month and the “rebel” in me just wanted to eat something bad? Or maybe it was that I was being so successful in my weight loss and my writing that my inner critique said “Wait a minute! You don’t deserve to be happy!” and turned my…
No, I’m not doing anything crazy like giving up on my novel just to write poetry. Even I know that poetry is the fast train to poor unless you’re a college professor or a trust fund baby. But I was thinking about it the other day, and I realized that I really miss poetry. Ever since I can remember, I was writing poetry. Especially when it came to love :P. I have a whole book of bad poetry written for old boyfriends and crushes back in middle school and high school. God, I think I even went so far as…
Yesterday, I was able to get together with my critique group and write for hours, and it was AWESOME! We went over to E’s house and were all three set up in the living room with our laptops. What’s so awesome about writing with other like-minded writers in the room is that when you get stuck, there’s someone there to bounce ideas off of. Also, there’s just that energy and the sound of little fingers clicking away at the keyboard. It gives me the desire and the passion to keep going. All in all, I wrote about 15 pages yesterday!…