If you are here for the Resurrection Blogfest, that post is here.
Ah, so, it’s that time of the month again where I lay out my insecurities.
I like it actually. When I talk about writing to non-writers I get the glazed over look. Which is uncomfortable. They nod and do a lot of “hmm mmm” ‘s. Which, by the way, makes me feel stupid. They are the ones that have no idea what I’m talking about. So shouldn’t they feel stupid? Why is that?
So my WIP took an unexpected U-turn.
I was headed down the road of mythology and suddenly ended up in outer space. WHA-?
How in the Sam-H-E-Double-Hockey-Sticks does that happen? I have no idea. *shrugs*
The better first half of my book is going to be a [female dog] to change but it has to get done. Right? Right!
Monday I posted a playlist for my WIP Occupiers and a rough synopsis which indicates my WIP is a bit Rock-N-Rock meets Heavy Metal. Of course it has a few slower songs, you know, not everything in life is equivalent to what snorting crack might feel like. However I’m hoping most of my WIP has readers flipping the pages so fast; paper cuts become popular.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold my horses! I still need to edit the first, like, 100 pages. Then edit the whole thing. Then have someone else read it and edit it for me. Then more editing. I still need to edit my synopsis and write a query, and and and and and … ARG … UGH … WTF!Have a great Wednesday