A million trillion apologies. My blog has been selling stuff like a lunatic lately, without my consent (stupid blog). It's as if it knew, "Hey, she's going to be away from the internet for a while. Attack!"
I have changed my password, twice for good measure, and... as frustrating as it is, I will likely reactivate the "please prove you're not a robot" thing.
Other than that madness, here's what's going on:
I am in Bend, Oregon! Hello, Oregon. Gosh you're pretty (I should probably take more pictures).
Up next on the trip: Portland! Olympia! Seattle! Salt Lake City! Rexburg! Featuring the unique CP stylings of Christine Tyler and Jeigh Meredith, and a wild dance party of productivity with the Writers' Group of Joy and Awesomeness.
Oh, and there's something I should probably announce, in a few day's time. Not particularly writing-related, but still a common theme on this blog. Hint: I'm beginning to feel a bit more transient in nature than I ever expected.
Sorry again for all the dumb advice my blog felt it just HAD to share while I was driving across the country.
Thursday, October 18, 2012
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
As I sit here in my p'jams, eating pasta-from-a-pack for dinner (with a rescued OrangeLeaf spoonie-thing as utensil), I realize that it is HIGH TIME I rejoin the ranks for RTW.
This week's topic: What do you hope to be writing in one year? Three? Five?
Good question, internet.
The short answer: SOMETHING ELSE.
More specifically: I have reason to believe that one year from now, I will still be working on B&A, just in a different phase of the journey. After that, however, there are a lot of different things I'd like to try. I love writing short stories, and I've always wanted to develop more of those for submission and whatnot. This may come as a surprise to some (or, haha, as no surprise to others), but the work I was actually proudest of in college was a 10-minute play. (oh, be still my heart.)
So, now you know my pipe dreams. HA! Not including the current one.
As far as what I want to write about, here is a conglomerate love list (since I missed that week, too) of the ideas that are always fumbling around in my brain:
MC who feels no physical pain, but craploads of emotion
labyrinth under a woefully mundane small town
unrequited love (a popular theme from the first 2.2 decades of my life)
red hair and brown eyes
parents genetically altering the looks of their children
Jamey Purlock, in all his glory (please find a home. I want to write you.)
girls school in American South during WWII
So... obviously not all the same story. Haha.
... OR IS IT?
No, seriously, there's no way.
I won't assign years to these things, since I honestly cannot fathom the timeline, but there you go. Whee!
*snuggles back into writing cave*
Monday, October 1, 2012
Today could EASILY become a stay-in-bed-and-watch-k-drama day, but I mustn't... let it...
*crawls to laptop* *opens document* *dies on the inside*
I will not open DramaFever. I will not. I will not. I will not even LINK to it, because I'm sparing my friends the awesomeness UNTIL THEY MEET THEIR GOALS.
*makes more coffee*
I will not go turn on the shiny-new piano. I will not. OH HOW I WANT TO, but I'm resisting. It will still be there AFTER I MEET MY GOAL.
*resumes staring contest with work in progress*
... What's this thing about again?
I miss flash fiction. It's so good for the mechanisms and the brain juice. Maybe that would help.
*searches for flash fic prompts*
*discovers THIS site*
I can write that. I can. I'll give myself 300 words (not including these 15-- hey!). I might even share it in the comments later. And this will be part one of my NEW GOAL.
Maybe you can play along.
And maybe we can keep doing these on rainy days.
For fun. And to keep each other away from bed and TV.
*opens new doc* *kicks rainy day slump in the face*
*pours you a cup of joe*
Update: This is an absurd amount of ideas for 300 words. Haha. Oops. SOMEONE GOT EXCITED. *points to self*