Thursday, April 22, 2010
Some Writers Smoke, I do music
I am currently writing the next Anita Blake novel. Yes, the one after the June release, Bullet. The new book had been going along at a nice pace. I’d been doing about four pages a day which used to be my page count at the beginning of most books. It’s a comfortable pace while my Muse and I get our feet under us. Later the page count will pick up to between four and eight pages a day, and then sometimes ten to twenty, but you can’t count on that. I did my four pages early today, but the pace… Read More
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Perfection is not the Goal
The last blog about what I have been reading went up without being spell checked. That’s always a bad thing, but when the writer is dyslexic, as I am, it’s worse. As several of you pointed out the misspellings, the mistakes, I thought, “Crap!” But the very complaints let me know that you all understood exactly what books I was talking about, and the fact that I had misspelled my own state incorrectly seemed to amuse more of you than it upset. I was glad for that. Jon said he could go in and fix it, and I started to… Read More
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
What I’m Reading
People are always asking me what I’m reading. My usual reply is research books, or nothing. I’m too busy writing my own novels to read anyone else’s, and admittedly most of what is on my to-be-read stack is nonfiction, but I am determined to read some of them this year. Here’s what I’ve managed to read so far:
Steve and Me by Terri Irwin. It is an autobiography/biography of both her life, Steve’s life, their romance, their marriage, and their life together. This book came out after Steve Irwin had his untimely, and all too early death in that… Read More
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Friday, April 09, 2010
Intensity Revisited
I’ve gotten so many comments on line that I wanted to clarify a few things about yesterday’s blog. It’s always the problem with blogging, or writing in general. What you mean as a writer isn’t what everyone takes away from the writing. It is the nature of the beast, but in my fiction I’m used to it, blogging, not so much.
I am not now, or have I ever advocated anyone to tone down their personality in order to date someone. Never pretend, never be other than what, and who, you are, not for anyone. First, it’s a lie. You… Read More
Thursday, April 08, 2010
Intensity
I was raised in an abusive atmosphere by a woman who had, herself, been abused. It meant that she panicked easily, or she didn’t react much at all. She would work herself up into near hysteria if a family member that had promised to drive her/us somewhere was late. She’d be convinced they weren’t coming, or something bad had happened, so that by the time they arrived she’d pretty much ruined her mood and the outing. The more she panicked the calmer I became. I’m damn good in a crisis because I was raised in one. The older I got… Read More
Tuesday, April 06, 2010
Hurt
It is a gorgeous day outside after a very long, very cold, very snowy winter. I’ve had a lot of disruptions today, so I got no pages done this morning. Normally, at the beginning of a book I’d be done for the day and be able to go out and enjoy all this warm sunshine. But I have no pages, and I owe myself pages. But sometimes it feels like I’ve spent most of my life watching beautiful days pass by my windows while I played with my imaginary friends. Tomorrow is supposed to be colder, rainy, and not pretty.… Read More
Monday, April 05, 2010
Just Freaking Do It
This morning was the kind of morning that separates the adults from the children on an exercise plan. I did not want to get up at 5 AM. I wanted to cuddle next to my warm, softly sleeping husband, Jon, and just forget the whole thing. I made the mistake of rolling over and cuddling closer to him. God, he was so warm. I snuggled against him and it felt so good, and I was so tired, and it was dark, and . . . whine, whine, whine. It took twenty minutes for me to actually get up, but I… Read More