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ROW, ROW, ROW Your WIPpet: Creeptastic Edition

It’s WEDNESDAY, the greatest day of the week (for me), and hoooo my goodness I forgot to put the garbage out again.

Dangit.

You all know what that means (she said as readers not interested in this stuff quickly navigated away). WIPpet Wednesday and a ROW80 Update! Yaaaaaay! *partysplosion*

WIPpet Wednesday:

Nine paragraphs from Rowan’s POV in this year’s NaNoWriMo novel (20th, minus 11 for November, so as not to bore you all… wouldn’t want to keep you against your will). Just for fun, no context. Most of you don’t know this guy, anyway.

“Keep those clothes on,” Callum said. He locked the door and released me, then sat to remove his boots. “I don’t have anything for you to wear.”

“You… you’re staying in here, too?” I asked, and he smiled sadly.

“Funny, isn’t it? If things had gone as they were supposed to, we’d be married by now, and you’d have been sharing a bed with me since midwinter. Now you’re with me against your will, and I can’t risk leaving you alone to piss without thinking you’re going to disappear.” He stood and walked barefoot toward me, and I stepped back until I hit the wall. Callum sighed, and reached out to cup my face in his hand. “You should have been mine. Sweet Rowan.” I tried to look away, but he wouldn’t let me. He rubbed his thumb over my cheekbone, tenderly, then pushed me toward the bed. “Get in.”

“No.”

“You’re not in a bargaining position, love. You have nothing to worry about, anyway. I know what you’re thinking. You assume too much about your own appeal if you think I’d defile myself with someone like you. Don’t make me angry, though. You’ll regret it.”

I took my time deciding whether I could believe him. In the end, I sat down and took my own boots off, then slipped under the uppermost blanket and wrapped my skirt tight around my legs.  Callum closed off the oil lamp. There was silence for what seemed like several minutes, and then he climbed into the bed. My muscles twitched as the lumpy mattress shifted under his weight.

“Go to sleep,” he said.

I didn’t think I would, but I must have drifted off. I woke to the feeling of a heavy hand sliding from my waist down over my hip and resting on the outside of my thigh for a moment before retracing its journey back up to my ribs. Callum sighed and shifted in the bed, then rolled away from me.

I lay in the dark, eyes wide open and unseeing, waiting.

Oooooh, how did THAT happen?

Want to see what the other WIPpeteers are up to this week? Check out the link here, and as always, please stop by to pay your respects to K.L. Schwengel, the Godauthor of WIPpet Wednesdays. She just might make you an offer you can’t refuse. Want to join in? Post a snippet of a work in progress on your own blog that relates somehow to today’s date, and link back. Easy-peasy, London squeezy, as my 5-year old says.

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NaNoWriMo word count: 44,076 as of last night. I’m having a pacing issue in that a character has encountered friends he hasn’t seen since book one and they have a lot to talk about. I mean, it’s interesting stuff, and a horse just got eaten by a dragon in the middle of it… and there’s sexual tension with the wrong damned person… but still. Do I need to throw more dragons at you people? Because I WILL DO IT. -_-

I need to get back to work. There’s a box of Count Chocula calling my name, and I can’t open it until I hit 50,000.

Also, if I get 50,000 likes words, the doctors say they’ll put legs on my cat. That’s a thing that works, right?

"Help... meeeeee!"

“Help… meeeeee!”

Boy, that’s a lot of pressure. I’d better get back to work.

TO THE WRITEATORIUM!

[This post dedicated to Shannon, who was the first person who reminded me to tie up this loose end 🙂 ]


ROW80 Update: Quickie Edition

My right arm is currently trapped under a pile of dog face, so I’m going to have to keep this brief.

Specifically, this face.

Specifically, this face.

I passed the 40,000 word mark for NaNoWriMo this morning, and there was much celebration… mostly because this means I’m only 10,000 words away from breaking open a box of count Chocula, which I haven’t had since I was a kid.

YESSSSSSS!

Holy carp, this dog’s head is heavy.


Wednesday Stuff: So Many Question Marks

ROW80:

I think my twitter feed says a lot about how writing went for me this week.

*Wrote. Ugh.

But…

I count this as proof that BICFOK (butt in chair, fingers on keys) works, even when distractions abound and motivation seems to be at a standstill. And the words, they are not all crap. True, I did have to write circles in that one scene with an uncooperative character, and ended up skipping it for now, but this is how the story gets written.

It also gets written with a lot of typos. I blame the excessive amounts of caffeine I’m consuming.

So there you go. Closing in on 30,ooo words now out of a 50,000 word month and a 100,000 word draft goal.

And speaking of those words that I hope are not all crap…

WIPpet Wednesday

For the thirteenth of NOVEMBER (jeez, I wrote October again!) I offer the last 13 paragraphs I wrote, as of right now (this being Tuesday at 11:10 am, because I’m on the ball this week). Aren’s hubris (that should be his middle name, I swear) has got him into trouble, and he’s getting schooled by a secretive warrior-monk-wise man type. We’ve all been there, right?

He released me, and I dropped to the floor, gasping.

“Who are you?” I whispered.

“I think a better question might be who you think you are, Aren. Powerful? Undoubtedly. Intelligent, though inexperienced, and blinded by pride. But what else? You’re not a prince anymore, or your brother’s tool. What will you use your magic for now? What would you be without it? Is there more to you?”

I ignored his questions. “How did you block me without magic?”

“Our potions master is quite good, isn’t he?” Phelun crouched on the floor in front of me. “You don’t understand as much about this world as you think you do. You have been given great gifts, and you squander them. You use them for selfish reasons, to harm and kill and destroy. Do you think this is what the Goddess intended when she blessed you so?”

He offered a hand, and I ignored it, instead pushing myself up from the floor by pressing my back against the door and forcing my legs to straighten.

“I don’t know. Was it her plan for my father and his father before him to plan their marriages to produce the strongest children? Was she at work in his bedroom when I was conceived, or Severn? And where was she when my father and my oldest brother turned me into what I am? It seems she was absent when my mother died, when my caretakers were killed, when I lost the only friends I’d ever had. Did she expect me to rise from the cesspool of hate and mistrust I was born into, to turn my back on the advantages of belonging to the wealthiest and most influential family in the world? To betray them for a deity who’s never given a shit about me?”

“You did betray your family, in the end.”

“Not for her. You said yourself that the magic I use is dark, and not her will. And yet you also say it’s a gift from her. Which is it?”

He stayed where he was, crouched at my feet. “I don’t know,” he said. “But I don’t believe she would have sent you to us if you were beyond redemption, or if I couldn’t help you.”

“So you believe you’ve done good here?”

“Perhaps. The results of our actions are often not immediately apparent. I trust in the Goddess, in my experiences and what my brothers have learned over the centuries.”

“Do you? I trust in myself.”

Oh, my beloved character. You are going to get cut down like a friggin’ Christmas tree.

So there you go, my contrubution in all of its NaNo draft glory. FEEL THE GLORY, HUMANS!

Sorry. Too much coffee again this morning. *tweeks*

If you’d like more WIPpet Wednesday fun, click on over here to see what the other WIPpeteers are up to this week, and as always, feel free to join in! Just post an excerpt on your own blog from a work in progress that somehow relates to today’s date (chapter, number of lines, whatever). We’re a good bunch, I promise. We probably won’t bite… Except for maybe our host, K.L. Schwengel. *flips through notes* Wait. No, she’s bright, not “she’ll bite.” Sorry.

Curious about ROW80, the flexible writing challenge that’s not as insane as NaNoWriMo*? Here’s the link to the site and the blog, from which you can find links to see what everyone else is up to this week. It’s never too late to join in!

*You know I love you, NaNo. gimme a kiss.

 


Super Quick Wednesday Stuffs

Quick, because I need to outline and write another scene before I start cooking supper in an hour. Totally not going to happen, still going to try!

ROW80 Update:

I broke 14,000 words for NaNoWriMo this morning, which was nice. I got NO words yesterday (school event in the morning, guilt over housework in the afternoon, boot-buying mission after school, “V for Vendetta” at night), so it felt good to get two scenes in this morning that I was excited about. I met a new character, too, who was a lovely surprise. Her name is Griselda Beaumage, and she’s a blond sorceress who wears high boots and leather pants. She has a French accent and coined the word “Sorchere” this morning (combination of “sorciere” and “chere”). I don’t know where she came from, but I’m kind of in love.

I think it’s because I put lipstick on to make my muse feel special. I’ll have to keep doing that.

So there we go. We’re going away on Saturday evening, so that’ll put a dent in my productivity (and my ability to participate in the NaNoWriMo marathon). But darn it, I’m going to take my computer and write while we’re away. This book is exploding with bright, shiny things, and I’m not going to leave it alone until this draft is finished.

For more ROW80 goodness, click here!

WIPpet Wednesday

I guess I should put something up, but there’s no time to edit. Ack. Here’s the first 6 paragraphs of the scene where Griselda introduced herself, for the 6th of October. Sorry for the first-draftiness, but I have Things of Great Importance to do…

The lights dimmed, allowing gloom to creep into the corners of the classroom.  A breeze whispered past my ear, and a pale apparition appeared at the doorway. Smoke at first, nearly invisible, but solidifying into the form of a bright green dragon. Every part of it was beautiful, from the arch of its snake-like neck to the way the sunlight from the windows reflected off of its overlapping metallic scales.

The creature came closer, neck and back arched, nostrils flaring, steam rising from its mouth. Bright red eyes locked on mine. It lifted a foreleg to paw at the air, and took a few more steps, until it stood nose to nose with me where I sat frozen on the professor’s desk at the front of the room. The scaled lips rolled back, baring vicious fangs that dripped with an unfamiliar poison.

“Can I touch her?” I asked.

“Give it a try.”

I reached out, and my hand passed through the steam unharmed. The dragon snapped at me, and its teeth closed together over my wrist without resistance. The dragon’s flesh looked as real and solid as my own, but I felt nothing.

“Incredible,” I whispered.

Join the fun, or just see what those crazy WIPpeteers are up to here! Thank you, KL Schwengel, for hosting even when life is hitting you hard. ❤

And with that, I leave you. Let me know what you’re up to this week! WriMos, are you participating in the marathon on the 9th? Anyone doing word sprints on Twitter? Everyone else care to share what’s happening these days? Want to lie on the couch, talk about your mother? HMMMM?

Thanks for stopping by!


Sunday ROW80 Update: Centipede Edition

So there I was, putting laundry into the machine, minding my own business, trying not to get my toes wet in the water that floods out of the thing every time it fills (as one does). All of a sudden…

CENTIPEDE.

First action: squeal like a little girl while standing frozen in place as it scampered under the dryer, where it’s much… well, dryer. Second action: thank GOD it’s a wayward garden centipede and not a house centipede, which I still believe we don’t have here.

If you know otherwise, don’t tell me.

Still, this thing was huge, and definitely not supposed to be in my basement. I raced upstairs to beg my knight in Kevlar armour to slay the beast, and he said, “Oh, yeah? Huh.”

MY HERO.

He didn’t even escort me back down when I had to move the laundry over.

Fast-forward to yesterday morning, and I found myself needing to return to the basement to do that whole “writing” thing. Guys, I had JUST set up my office about 3 metres from the laundry stuff, and I had no idea where the gol-darned critter had got to.

So what to do? I wasn’t about to move the washing machine and dryer to find it. And when I thought about it, I couldn’t in good conscience kill the centipede. They’re beneficial animals, even if they scare the crap out of me, and this one was probably taking care of the sow bugs that once lived under the washer.

I could have tried to catch it and put it outside, but again, moving the machines. Also, it’s been pretty cold. That just seemed mean.

So if you can’t beat ’em, what do you do? I’ll tell you. You name ’em Cindy, pretend they have hearts of gold under their hideous exteriors, and let them be, at least until the cats catch and eat ’em.

Also, you put one of these up on the floor net to the door of your office, because we don’t want to be TOO neighbourly:

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Think it’ll work?

On to the update:

Writing: Days one and two of NaNoWriMo netted me just over 5,000 words. I had wanted to hit that on day one when the excitement was still there, but I only got 4,000. Still, not too bad. Unfortunately, the family is already on “You’re going back down there AGAIN?” mode. You’d think after three previous NaNo years they’d aticipate my absence. Still, I guess it’s good to know that they miss me.

…and that’s all I have to report on, except to say that my characters are behaving themselves well so far. I’m re-drafting the sequel to Bound, and so far Aren has behaved admirably while confronting an old enemy, and Rowan has given him proper shit for implying that she needn’t bother herself with politics, so I’m proud of both of them.

That said, I don’t seem to be able to get the words out as quickly as I want to (like, say, 30min1k sprints). I hadn’t realized until now how much more quickly I can type a blog post than I can fiction these days. I could totally get my word count done in an hour if I were blogging.

Hmm.

No books to recommend this week, but one resource: @NaNoWordSprints on Twitter. Great bunch of people, good fun, nice challenge. I have trouble focusing for more than a few minutes at a time, but guided sprints really help, and reporting in keeps me honest, even though it’s very non-competitive.

Oh, and some fun news: we’ve passed 250 WordPress followers here at DtP (255, to be exact, plus e-mail subscribers), which is kind of exciting. Sure, a bunch of them are blogs who followed me hoping I’d be super interested in their tips on getting blog traffic/making money from my blog/selling me something else, but I appreciate every one of you who actually reads my posts, whether you like, lurk, or make my day by commenting.

If you’re reading this, you’re the reason I blog. So thank you.

So, how’s your week going? Anyone doing NaNoWriMo who I haven’t added as a friend? I’m KittySparkes there, if you want to add me. If not, what else have you been up to?


ROW80 Update: Frustration With WordPress Edition

OK, is anyone else having trouble writing posts? WordPress will only let me type in Text mode (not Visual, no pasting there, either), and everything I type is smooshed together on one side of the screen. IT’S ANNOYING.

Grr.

The good news is that it won’t bother me too much in the near future. It’s almost NaNoWriMo time, and that means you’ll all be seeing less of me. You can breathe a sigh of relief, it’s okay. I’ll wait.

So yes, my ROW80 goals are shifting to 2,000 new words a day, minimum, taking Saturdays off and making up the difference elsewhere to hit 50,000+ words by the end of the month.

And really, that’s not so bad, is it? I’ll have three hours to myself when kindergarten switches back to mornings, and there’s no reason I shouldn’t get 2,000 words out in three hours. If I need to, I’ll take time whenever AJ is home to watch the kids.

The thing is, 2,000 words a day is on the low side for a lot of professional writers. Sure, many people do less and only work when inspired and get a draft finished every five years, but I want to write more than that. I have no discipline, no willpower, and I need to change my habits.

This November, I’m not going to look at 2,000 words a day as a lofty goal. I’m going to look at it as business as usual, and go from there.

Other goals… Well, I’m beta reading, so checkmark there. I won’t get it finished before NaNo starts, but I’ll make time.

Other reading: I read The War of Art, by Steven Pressfield, and it was a really interesting perspective on how and why we struggle with roadblocks/resistance when we’re creating art. He kind of lost me in part three with the mystical angels/muses stuff, but even there I was able to pick up some useful gems of wisdom. It’s a quick read, and worthwhile if you want to create something but can’t seem to get it done.

So I guess that’s about it. No, no WIPpet Wednesday for me this week, though to be fair, I kind of gave you a story this morning, even if it was ENTIRELY TRUE. I had a draft I made last week and it’s disappeared, and I can’t do it all over again with WordPress acting up. I’ll see you all tomorrow (maybe) for NaNo’s Eve, and maybe get pictures up of the new office that I built out of boxes and blankets. Maaaaaybe.

I want to post links to the other WIPpeteers and ROWers (?), but I don’t know how to add links in Text, so… head on over to visit KL Schwengel at myrandommuse.wordpress.com (who has posted a particularly excellent excerpt today) and click the WIPpet link there. ROW80 updates will be linked from aroundofwordsin80days.wordpress.com. Go figure.

But seriously, is WordPress acting up for anyone else? And what are you up to this week?


One Last Night (WIPpet Wednesday and ROW80)

Good Wednesday, friends. Are we all healthy? Happy? Warm or cool as is seasonally appropriate in our parts of the world? Good. Have a seat, and let’s see what we have to share today.

*flips through imaginary papers*

First up: WIPpet Wednesday, and today I’ll be sharing from the first draft (sorry!) of my NaNoWriMo project, which will be further work on the second novel in a planned trilogy. This isn’t your first look at this story; this scene takes place not long after this one, which I posted way back in June.

Let’s have some mood music:

WIPpet math: October 23 = 2+3 = 5 paragraphs from Aren’s perspective.

She slipped the chain over her head and rubbed her thumb over the pendant’s surface, admiring it before she let it settle against the skin over her heart.  “What do you think?”

“Perfect,” I whispered. I think she knew I wasn’t talking about the necklace.

“The story’s not over, though, is it?”

“Not remotely.”

She left the necklace on all night. Maybe it was all a mistake. Maybe her coming to my room only made it harder for me to leave the next morning. I needed sleep before I started a long journey, but I needed her more. She didn’t have to use words to tell me she felt the same way.

*sniffle*

To see what the other WIPpeteers are up to, head on over to the ever-convenient linkie-poo and give them all of your clicks and comment love, and say hi to our host K.L. Schwengel on the way by. To join in, choose a sample of your own work in progress that relates to today’s date, whether it be the chapter or page number, or something more creative. Because, you know.

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OK, ROW80 update!

I… I missed my Sunday update again. Oops.

Still not much progress in the writing department, but I did read another non-fiction book. I gave Rise of the Machines: Human Authors in a Digital World, by Kristen Lamb, five glittery unicorn stickers out of five. It’s a fascinating look at the dynamics of how we interact with people on social media, and it answered a lot of the questions I’ve had about Twitter and other sites. She explains why it’s more important than ever to make a personal connection with people, and how to do that without going crazy. I learned a ton about marketing, and I was entertained the whole time. It’s NOT a book about how to sell books by blasting people away with automated tweets and having a million Facebook fans, and it’s NOT a list of marketing techniques that will be outdated next week. It’s about being real, and I think (based on some of the accounts I follow on Twitter) that this is something we all need.  These are tips and techniques that will apply long after we’ve all moved on to whatever the next social media juggernaut turns out to be.*

The chapters on blogging are valuable, too. I was happy to learn that it’s okay that my blog’s not all about writing. In fact, Ms Lamb recommends that we share our other passions and reach out to a wide variety of readers, since they’re the people who might just (perhaps, maybe, some day) decide to check out our books. So if you’ve been wishing I’d quit posting about ponies, Newfoundland, and my failed attempts at gardening… well, I’m sorry.

So yes, highly recommended read for anyone with a book coming out, however you’re publishing. It’s about so much more than just social media, but I’d say it’s worth the purchase price just for the section on “Twitequette,” which should be required reading for everyone on Twitter.

As for writing… well, I made some notes while I was waiting (FOREVER) at the doctor’s office yesterday, so… yay? Maybe this afternoon, when I’ll finally have the house to myself for a few hours… I hope.

*Also, tweeting about how much I was enjoying the book got me two twitter responses from the author herself, which was really fun. She walks the talk, guys. 🙂


Various Wednesday-ish Shenanigans

Let’s switch things up this week and do the ROW80 update first, shall we? Because we’re crazy like that. 🙂

Reading: Guys I DEVOURED Throne of Glass be Sarah J. Maas this weekend. SO GOOD. If you like kick-ass heroines who actually have emotions and act like people (and who vomit when appropriate and holy crap, have to deal with their periods*), you might just love Celaena. I liked her better than Katniss or Tris; she seemed far more human to me than either of them. It did have a love triangle, which doesn’t usually impress me, but at least both of the guys were great characters who respect the girl they’re both attracted to, rather than being possessive of her and treating her as an object to fight over. I hate that. (For the record, I’m a bigger fan of Dorian as a character, but Chaol is probably better for her. Sigh.)

And can I just say, the cover is gorgeous, but the assymetrical cut of her pants’ waist pisses me off every time I look at it. SO IMPRACTICAL. Better than the hard-cover cover with a real girl on it, but still.

ANYWAY, between that and Breaking Bad with my husband and starting Rise of the Machines (and the trip to Corner Brook, and two nights/three days at the in-laws’ house for Thanksgiving), I’ve got bugger all done as far as writing goes this week. This afternoon when I have the house to myself I’m going to do some outlining, since I seem to have completely frozen again as far as actual writing goes. I’m having trouble switching gears between reading and writing now, and that’s a big problem. Something to work on, I guess. It also means I haven’t posted a chapter on Wattpad this week, but I don’t think that’s a problem for anyone. 🙂

Novels read this round: 2

Non-fiction books read this round: 1.5

Words written this round: 0

Scenes edited this round: 0

Jeez, that sucks. I might have to give up on reading in November if I want to get anything done for NaNoWriMo.

Well, moving on to WIPpet Wednesday. I have nothing new that I’ve been working on, so here’s sixteen words for the sixteenth from the last scene I edited… the first one.

“You’re a monster,” he whispered.

“I wouldn’t have to be if you’d co-operate.”

“Never.” He shuddered.

Wondering what other people are up to, or want to join in on either of these awesomesplosion blogamajiggers? You’ll find the other WIPpeteers posting here, and ROWers (?) putting their links up here. Er… I’ll add that link when it goes up. It’s never too late to join in on either, but be sure to share the love! Visit some blogs, encourage some people, offer helpful insights… whatever you can do to make the world a bit brighter and the load a little lighter. Writing is fun, but it gets heavy sometimes, too, and we’re all in this together.

Oh, final update: If you participated in the little blog game on the day of my blogiversary (or whatever I was calling it), your party goodies will be in the mail today. I make no guarantee of when they’ll actually get to you, but there you have it.

Enjoy the rest of your week, everyone! I’ll be back on Sunday (probably) for another ROW80 update, and I have a little belated present for you all tomorrow. Next week, I’m taking you all to the Newfoundland Insectarium! Lucky you. 😉

*Yes, it bothers me that female protagonists seem to never get periods. I know it’s just glossed over at lot of the time, but I adored the fact that Celaena was in the middle of a life-or-death competition and still had to deal with the kind of “HULK SMASH UTERUS!” cramps that so many of us are familiar with. Atta girl!


ROW80 Update

Hellooooooo again!

Short and sweet this time, since the party is still going on in the other room (you guys are NUTS).

In my plan to write 1000 words every weekday, I forgot to take one thing into consideration: my husband’s days off. He’s off every Monday and every other Tuesday, and I never get any work done on his days off. Why? Because I feel guilty if I’m doing that when I could be hanging out with him. Also, Breaking Bad, which HOLY CRAP THE THING THAT JUST HAPPENED, WALT WHO ARE YOU I DON’T EVEN.

Sorry for yelling. I got excited.

What was I saying? Oh, right. So I haven’t got any writing done so far this week. Nada. But I’m going to see about doing some editing tonight.

The good news is that I’m making fantastic progress on the reading side of things. I finished Call The Midwife: Shadows of the Workhouse (book 2) today, and it was fantastic. I didn’t enjoy it quite as much as the first one (I preferred the shorter stories scattered throughout, rather than four longer stories), but it was still heartbreaking and funny and excellent. I’m also almost through The Indie Author’s Survival guide, by Susan Kaye Quinn. It’s also great, making things as simple as possible while being very encouraging. It’s practically the Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, what with it having an invisible “DON’T PANIC” theme running through it.

Which is good. Because I do. I may need stronger drugs.

I’ve already written my mission statement and roughed out a five-year plan, so the book gets high marks for inspiring action in a certified procrastinator.*

Next up… um… not sure on the fiction front (though I’m finally going to get to a beta read, even though it’s probably too late to do any good), but Kristen Lamb’s Rise of the Machines is the next non-fiction book I’m going to read.

Annnnnd… that’s about it.

Here‘s what everyone else is up to on the ROW80 front. I’ve got nothing for WIPpet Wednesday. Literally nothing. But hey, pther people have posted stuff, so check out the linkie here!

*Not actually certified. I’ll get to that tomorrow.


ROW Round Four… Already?

Wow, that was quick.

Round four of A Round of Words in 80 Days starts today, which probably means I should have posted goals yesterday, what with it being Sunday and all. Well, better late than never, and I have a lot of goals I need to work on this round, which will take us through December 26th.

Treat Writing Like a Business

I’m aware that this is not a quantifiable or measurable goal, but it works as a heading, and as my personal theme for this round. I’m done dicking around. Want to know how I know that? Because I’ve hired an editor to work on the first novel I plan to release, and for an amount of money that’s definitely out of “hobby” territory, at least for me. Based on recommendations and the sample edit he did for me, he’s going to be worth every penny, but this isn’t something I can do just for fun or personal fulfilment.

Am I insane? Probably. Am I nervous? Well, I almost threw up after I sent the deposit money for work that’s going to happen in February, so I’m going to call that a “yes.” But this is an investment in my education, in myself as a writer, and in what I want to be a business, even if I don’t expect to earn back this particular investment in the first book. I’m getting the ball rolling, and starting out in the most professional way possible. Everything else is outside of my control.

It’s not going to be easy; I’m a notorious procrastinator and my will power is almost nil. So here are the concrete goals:

  • Get into the work routine. Spend 2 hours every weekday (when both kids are at school, whatever time of day that happens to be) on writing. Minimum goal of 1000 words on new work, but productivity will vary when editing/revising
  • Look into getting a website set up, probably through WordPress. I’m willing to spend money on things that affect the quality of my work, but I’m still leery of spending money on promotional matters. 🙂
  • read one craft or business-related book a week for this round.
  • Set up bank account for business expenses, get a budget working to save money, and look into what I need to do to keep everything running smoothly.
  • No internet during work time. Use StayFocusd Chrome app to keep temptation at bay.

NaNoWriMo

I almost didn’t participate in ROW80 because it seemed anti-NaNo. Not in its concept, but in the idea that “shyeah, I’d do NaNoWriMo if I didn’t HAVE A LIFE.” In reality, this challenge is flexible enough to include any goals, so I can do both. So during November, my goals will shift a bit:

  • 2,000 words a day, Sundays off
  • Finish re-drafting book #2
  • 50,000+ words total FTW

Reading and Other Responsibilities

I need to re-think whether I want to offer to write reviews on books, because I’ve run into problems recently that prevented me from doing other projects I’d offered to work on, like a beta read I was looking forward to. I need to make more time to work on projects for the people who support me here, and to read for enjoyment. Reading “Doctor Sleep” (the new Stephen King) helped with that. It was so good that I pretty much neglected the real workd for 22 hours, and it reminded me of why I love reading. I’ve read books recently that were hard to get through, but this one cured me of the blahs.

  • read one novel a week. If it’s not grabbing me and making me want to finish it in that time-frame, I might have to ditch it. Harsh, but there’s a lot out there that I want to read.
  • When applicable, finish beta reads within two weeks of agreed-on start date. Detailed critiques would take longer.

Other Projects

I only have one series that I’m looking to publish in the near future, but I have other things begging for my attention.

  • Post one chapter of “Resurrection” on Wattpad per week, if anyone’s reading. That’s going to become less likely once it gets to its “R” rating, but I doubt it would be huge even without that. It’s just something I’m doing for fun, and to practice sticking to a self-imposed deadline. The problem is that I don’t have time to schmooze over there. I’m reading a few stories and have others on my list to read (especially for people who have already been helpful to me there), but I can’t hang out there and try to collect readers, and I have a whole lot of other reading that takes precedence.
  • Write one piece of flash fiction per week, even if it’s not posted anywhere. Just for the mental exercise and a change of scenery.

So there we go. My goals, organized into four sections that should be easy to refer back to when I’m posting updates. If you’ve read this far, you’re either a very good friend or completely bonkers. Either way, thanks for listening.

If you’re participating in this round, let me know below so I can stop by and say hello! If not, what are your goals for the near future, whether writing-related or not?

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