I signed a publication contract today.
It's actually somewhat scary, staring at that in writing. But there it is. Right now, as of next spring, I will be a published author. meep. So that's basically it for this weeks blog post. I'd planned on posting something intrepid and brilliant about hand-writing yourself out of writers block, or the concept of time off as a stay-at-home mother. Instead I've spent nearly an entire day on website stuff and things real authors do.
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--Cross posted from Tumblr
I'm just leaving a pithy note about nothing, because I should be writing right now and I'm going back to that. I love how inept I am at spelling simple words, words most of us learned in elementary school, like 'necessary'--which took 3 tries with help from spell check earlier-- but I can spell 'nudibranch' first time out the gate like a freaking Olympic spelling champion. Do they offer spelling as an Olympic sport? Because I feel like I could handle the two-person down hill luge with a complete stranger better than being asked to complete a fourth grade spelling test. --Cross posted from Tumblr
So, I'm going to sound like I'm whinging here because it's stupidly rainy today (Thank you Andrea) and I'm in that sort of mood where I've had two cups of coffee this morning and no food. I'm tired of being in Limbo. It's not just the personal strangeness of what's going on with the hubs (see previous long-winded ridiculous blog post about health issues) or the fact that it's the last week of school before summer (HALP!) and what that's going to do to my ability to complete anything. I said some things earlier, about big newsish things that are happening with The Writing. These things take time, and I understand that. And given the way the rest of my life runs I've sort of decided patience is my superpower. So I'm actually okay with all that. What I'm less okay with is this stupid, itchy nowhere feeling that's coming along with it. Like people 'in the know' asking me repeatedly if I've decided on a pen name yet (despite the name on this blog, I haven't). Like P.I.T.K (see above, aren't I clever?) asking where they'll be able to buy the book, and if I'm going to have a launch party, and when will the next book happen. Seriously. The next book. Because clearly someone wanting to publish a book means it's done-and-ready-for-consideration-as-the-next-great-american-masterpiece. Also, it's time for declaring June goals. Let me know when you're done laughing. I can wait. I'll save the pithy 'I suck at goal making but this month will be different' lines for next month. I'm doing Camp Nano in June because July will involve visiting Kansas and about twelve birthdays so just no. And I'd very much like to finish the third book in the contemporary paranormal series I started in April. I'll save all the issues with that for next week. Have to leave myself something to talk about. --Cross posted from Tumblr
They make a fun noise as they rush past. I know, it's a ridiculously over-used joke by writers. But it's another Monday, and pretty much everything I said I was going to do last week didn't happen. And the continued medical shenanigans going on in my life are a tailor made excuse for that, sure. That doesn't mean I should be using that. So, last week I made some sort of vague promise about how I was going to blog about something involving writing this week. Which is a little difficult, as I haven't really managed to do much of that lately. Hello Topic, so lovely of you to join us. Better late than never. As you might know, I tried to write a ridiculous amount for the first part of Camp Nano this year, and while I didn't make the goal I set, I did manage to get through the first draft for two separate books and start the third. It's not like this is the first time I've had to stop a project in the middle and go back later. And I'm going back much quicker than I generally manage. Sometimes it's years before I pick a project back up again. I feel like the disconnect is always huge once I stop, whether it's for three weeks or a year. And much as I'm trying not to think about it right now, a lot's happened in my personal life since I stopped writing that book. If this was LiveJournal I'd be hitting that little 'I'm lost' button. So I'm kicking it back to you. What do you do when you've left a project for a while and it's time to go back? |
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