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It's been raining just enough that the ground can't dry out. I take the dogs for a walk and squelch across the grass. Which would be cool if I remembered to take off my slippers before leaving the house. As it is, I just end up with damp feet.
I got sick of Hailey and Cole fighting today and I stomped into my room (well, I didn't "stomp" exactly but I did walk with purpose) and cleaned. I straightened up my entire bookcase (the big one) dusted, filed and pulled out my NaNo story for a re-read so I could remind myself where I left off. God, I love that story. Every time I go back to reacquaint myself with it I get amazed all over again that it came out of my head. That may sound conceited but it has flow and sparkle (without the vampires) and I adore my two main characters. Hell, I adore my secondary and thirdary characters. Haha. But really, I read it and I don't remember writing half of it and I'm starting to wonder if the good parts of the writing were done by someone else. Someone much smarter and more organized than I.
Did I ever mention that I used the phrase "animalistic fucking" in it? True story. Probably one of the reasons I love it so much. Of course, as much as I do love it I'm still terrified to let anyone read it. Because, you know, what if it's only good in my head and everyone else cringes and tries to skulk away whenever I force it on them? That would not be enjoyable. For me. Probably for the person I was trying to make read it too, come to think of it.
Just let it be known that the biggest step in writing is not opening Word. Nope. That might be the first step, but it turns out you still have to do some writing to, you know, write. Weird. I'm still considering jotting down a paragraph or two tonight on that story just so I can tell myself that I wrote today.
Okay. Book stuff:
Book #287 - The Making of a Duchess (The Sons of the Revolution #1) by Shana Galen - Comical spying by a governess who has no clue what she's doing. It's a historical, guys, and I really liked it.
Okay. That is all.
I got sick of Hailey and Cole fighting today and I stomped into my room (well, I didn't "stomp" exactly but I did walk with purpose) and cleaned. I straightened up my entire bookcase (the big one) dusted, filed and pulled out my NaNo story for a re-read so I could remind myself where I left off. God, I love that story. Every time I go back to reacquaint myself with it I get amazed all over again that it came out of my head. That may sound conceited but it has flow and sparkle (without the vampires) and I adore my two main characters. Hell, I adore my secondary and thirdary characters. Haha. But really, I read it and I don't remember writing half of it and I'm starting to wonder if the good parts of the writing were done by someone else. Someone much smarter and more organized than I.
Did I ever mention that I used the phrase "animalistic fucking" in it? True story. Probably one of the reasons I love it so much. Of course, as much as I do love it I'm still terrified to let anyone read it. Because, you know, what if it's only good in my head and everyone else cringes and tries to skulk away whenever I force it on them? That would not be enjoyable. For me. Probably for the person I was trying to make read it too, come to think of it.
Just let it be known that the biggest step in writing is not opening Word. Nope. That might be the first step, but it turns out you still have to do some writing to, you know, write. Weird. I'm still considering jotting down a paragraph or two tonight on that story just so I can tell myself that I wrote today.
Okay. Book stuff:
Book #287 - The Making of a Duchess (The Sons of the Revolution #1) by Shana Galen - Comical spying by a governess who has no clue what she's doing. It's a historical, guys, and I really liked it.
Okay. That is all.
