Ain’t that always the way….

It has been the craziest week. Seriously.

Last weekend my girlfriend was here. I took her to the airport on Sunday and then went out to dinner with a book club who wants to do a Q&A with the author for my book. Then I went back to the airport to pick up my Father in Law who decided to pop by. LOL

I briefly considered taking a part time job as a personal chef but the kiddo was adamantly opposed. Given that I would need to take him with me, that was a deal breaker.

I finished the changes to my cover. Finished editing my proof. Uploaded all my changes. Jumping up and down.

Then I got to set up my royalty information.

It is so close. So close, I have butterflies constantly right now.

My postcard for marketing is about half done. Ok the front it done and I am happy with it. LOL. The back on the other hand….um let’s not talk about that.

I have four stops for my virtual book tour. I really want more. But beggars can’t be choosers right.

So today I am going out of town for the weekend, without my hubby and kiddo. And this morning my son woke up with a cold. Ain’t that always the way? LOL

Friday Fun: Wicked Fun

Greetings from my trip. I would like to call it a vacation but I read an article recently that was very clear: if you are on a trip with your child it is not a vacation. LOL. So let’s just call it taking the show on the road.

Speaking of road shows. Wednesday night I skipped write in and went out with some girlfriends. It was K’s birthday and we had dinner at the Tap Room and went to see Wicked at the Paramount Theater. About the Tap Room, hundreds of beers on tap. What I like, I don’t drink beer, is they have Wicked Baked Apple cider on tap. Yum! They also have an amazing Moscow Mule and mouth watering Calamari.

So on to the show. um….I really want to say I loved it. But I didn’t. The solo vocals were beautiful. Gorgeous voices, good lyrics. The ensemble vocals were less than stellar. I couldn’t understand the words and I wasn’t the only one.

The dancing. Oh god, the dancing. Fifty percent was turns, or spins if you want to be generous. Most of what came to mind was that Choreography scene from White Christmas where they are making fun of the loss of actual dancing in dance routines on stage. Yeah.

Moving on, the stage set was Awesome. Really intriguing construct of steel and screening.

The plot was good, but I did find myself thinking, all this over a guy, really?

Of course the sap in me was thrilled when Fierro and Elphaba sneak off together in the end to live in the spare castle together and in peace.

But still, all that over a boy. Laughing.

It is the last day of Camp Nanowrimo. I didn’t make goal. In fact, I don’t think I wrote the last three week on my spy novel. Ce la vie.

I am off with my friend to go to a Fusion class at her gym. With a little luck I won’t hurt anything important.

Friday Fun

There is no fun in whoville today. And there hasn’t been in at least a week. I am not writing on my spy novel. It’s sitting forlorn and abandoned. It just isn’t fun to write and I’ve heard if it wasn’t fun to write it won’t be fun to read. So it sits.

Technically I’m justifying this lack of writing by researching for it. LOL. A book I wanted eons ago came in at the library and I’m slogging my way through a badly written SAS handbook. But I know and you know, it’s just my way of avoiding writing.

And today I’m ok with that. I will finish this damn spy novel…just maybe not this month. Chalk up a loss for Camp Nanowrimo 2015.

Have you ever shelved a book fifty times and finally managed to finish it and be happy with the final product? Do tell.

Wednesday Writer’s Cafe

I had the hardest time writing at cafe tonight. But really I can’t blame it on cafe. I didn’t make it last week which meant much chatting needed to happen. And really I haven’t felt much like writing at all these days. I’m just frustrated with my spy novel. This happens a lot with my spy novel. I get into a groove, it last a few thousand words, and then I’m done. I just want to throw it on the fire and toast a marshmallow.


So far this week I’ve written 430 words. That’s since Saturday. Yep. That’s less than 100 words a day. Bleh.

On the plus side I think I talked D into reading a book I really liked. LOL. Glad I could help someone else to get their book out there.

I’m not sure the spy novel will ever see the light of day which is a little sad to me because it was my first. And there are parts of it, that I think are really, really high quality, especially for an action novel. LOL. But I’m not sure there’s enough meat on this carcass to give it legs.

Talk to me? Do you abandon a novel that is resisting being written? Or do you bang it out no matter how painful the process is?

Weekend Workshop: Saturday Edition

Coming to you live in smell-o-vision. Does anyone out there remember that? We got into a discussion last weekend about Soaring Over California and I congratulated Disney on their fabulous use of Smell-O-Vision. People were shocked that was a real thing. It was. Some film companies were trying to complete with color back in the day without paying to upgrade. Shrug. It didn’t really work because the technology wasn’t sufficient to get the smells in and out properly. Not like Soaring Over California. ┬áBravo Disney. Now if only you could do something about the obscene lines….

Story Sense, Chapter Four: Scene Structure

Once again I am editing and paring for the parts that really apply to any fiction writing not just screen play writing. I think this book might be getting a little too screen play focused but I toil on.

A bit is a short piece, that lacks internal structure but moves the plot forward.

A scene is more complicated with internal structure, think three sections not unlike the 3 act structure, and is more likely to deal with emotional development.

Hoard your plot information and release it in small increments to sustain interest in the narrative. This dynamic is essential to writing simple plots with complex characters.

So, what is the point of the scene? No really, do you know? If you don’t the reader sure won’t. If you’re having trouble with a scene maybe it’s because you aren’t clear on where the scene is supposed to go. Don’t let your characters run away with you. Keep them moving toward the point of the scene. When a new idea hits you, really work it over to make sure it makes sense for your story line, if it does, rework your plot to incorporate it seamlessly. If you need it in your scene, put it there. If it’s just window dressing, make it go.

Energize characters by making them comical, sexy, egotistical, unpleasant, aggressive, eccentric, or whatever will justify their internal life and motivation.

According to Lucey, a crafty writing strategy worth remembering is this: do not make your hero give excuses, it diminishes the hero. If in his past the hero has been a scapegoat for a situation, he shouldn’t talk about it, have other characters transmit the information. But be careful that your back story doesn’t linger so long that it impacts the momentum of the story negatively.

Don’t forgot the golden action – reaction set up. It should be logical but unexpected.

Camp Nano is going fabulously. I don’t have a word count update for today because I just got out of bed but never fear, words will appear.

Fun Friday Camp Nanowrimo Updates

What a week it has been. My Father in law arrived very late Tuesday night with a truck full of antique furniture and other assorted physical memories of my husband’s life. Of course he had said he would arrived Wednesday night but that’s neither here nor there. LOL.

So I posted Wednesday very briefly, I was drunk and I didn’t want to fall into a long rambling drunk post. But I did no writing for Nano Wednesday or Thursday which meant this morning my word count was just above 4400, or behind. sigh. It was bound to happen at some point, right? But I thought it was ok because it’s Friday and Friday I go to a writers cafe, great chance to make up some word count. Only, I couldn’t get my kiddo out of the house. Do not underestimate the ability of a six year old boy to derail the best laid plans of mice and men.

Before you slap yourself on the forehead and say what is going on with this girl, let me throw in really quick I did write for an hour at home this morning and got 1060 words written. Not bad words either in my humble opinion.

Currently my total is 5462/5000. Ahead again. Tis a lovely place to be.

No excerpt today. I’m not on my laptop with scrivner on it. I’m borrowing my hubby’s laptop.