Writing Life


Not that I’m counting – okay – not true.  Yes, my first request for a full of my first erotic novella (seeing a trend here?) is sitting on an editors desk!

 So, as you might guess, I’m checking my email constantly.  But the funny thing is, when that email finally comes – knowing me – I’ll sit and stare at it, let the butterflies completely overtake my stomach and will probably wait an hour or more to open it.

The suspense is killing me!

 On a more positive note, I’ve finally got the names of my newest hero and heroine down, so I’ve finally pulled out the sticky notes, started plotting and have made some really good progress on my newest project.

Happy Tuesday! :)

Total bullshit I tell ya…

So, I’ve got the idea for my next ms – not a novella this time, but a full length 100k story.  Right now I’m busy with my plot board and my colored post-its laying the ground work of my GMC – but my biggest problem is turning out to be the names of my hero and heroine.

See, I can’t just name my heroine Gladys and push on with the story until her name hits me – I can’t write like that…does that make me slightly anal?  And maybe I should just name my hero Earl and get on with it…are you kidding…I can’t…waa waa.

I guess it’s off to the bookstore for me today to get a nice thick book on names, meanings and origins.  Okay any excuse for a trip to the bookstore is a good one for me!

Do you have any names you absolutely won’t use for your hero or heroine – do share!

So seems a few people have noticed my absence from the blogosphere – thanks girls I feel loved!

I’m back today to let everyone in on a little secret…I’ve been blogging everyday, pouring our my heart, venting my wrath at people and circumstances and adding hundreds of suggestions for where the above might go to change their ways – and then deleted every one of those posts before they hit the airwaves.

Turns out squeezing your emotions onto a page that is meant for consumption from both involved and uninvolved members of my readership, is a way of cleansing the angst and freeing my creative mind for the day ahead.

So even though you haven’t seen me blogging, I’ve actually been here – behind the scenes, everyday.

Guess what?


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Unless you’ve crawled out of a cave recently, you’ve no doubt heard about the WGA strike.  If you’ve turned on your TV lately in the hopes of catchinig a little down-time in the midst of your holiday preparations – yup – you’ve figured out the strike has now hit home.

No more new shows.

Late night is at a stand-still.

 I’ve heard people complain.  I’ve heard people being supportive.  We’ve all seen the pictures of striking writers.  But have you really been watching this unfold or thought about the “hows” and “whys”?

Anyone that knows the real me – knows that there are certain hot-button political issues I’ll rant over for hours.  My motto has always been “everyone’s entitled to my opinion.”  When I was younger and cared about being politically correct, I might (notice I said “might”) not have spouted off in public – getting older and caring less – I’m growing ever more increasingly willing to share my unvarnished opinions with anyone who doesn’t have the good sense to turn away! :)

In  case you didn’t know – the term, “starving artist” isn’t a joke.  Really, folks.  It’s a reality.  As most people in any “artistic” field will tell you, the money isn’t distributed evenly amongst the masses.  I once heard an estimate that the arts field 20% of the people earn 80% of the money – that leaves the rest of us poor slobs to fight for a pretty small piece of the pie.

Want to weed through throught the muck of the strike?  Want to learn how you can be supportive by helping or at the very least, at least be better informed?  I hope you’re nodding your head here.  Check out the United Hollywood blog!  As a writer, even though unpublished, this is a subject close to my heart.

No need to be shy here – what are your thoughts on the strike?

Today’s CoffeeGreen MountainPumpkin Spice (which I’m enjoying in my warm kitchen, wonderfully secure in the knowledge that my family’s well-being doesn’t rely on my writer’s salary.  Unfortunately, the members of the WGA don’t have that luxury!)