So it’s
been two weeks since my last post, two weeks and a couple of drafts for blogs
that never made it to posting. Honestly, my head hasn’t been in the game for
blogging. First, Blood Shadows passed
the point of the longest thing I’ve written since I’ve had my computer and last
night, it reached the 100,000 word mark. I have never had a work make it that
far and I knew that this one would, at one point or another. So between that
and plans for a novella that I want to self-publish, my mind has been focused
on all author stuff lately. Big plans that make the current lack of results in
the job hunt a little less painful to bear.
I’m very
excited because for once, I’m not sweating the small things, the details I know
should be added in, the scenes that are missing, because I have plans to go
back and add them in to make this story the best it can be after the first
draft is done. That’s called revising. And while I do that, I plan on forging
ahead with my novella that I’ve been wanting to write for a couple of months.
At first, I thought about a series of novellas about the mothers of the main
characters but now, after battling with the muse over them, I’ve decided to
combine their stories into one novella. I’ve learned I work best when there is
multiple storylines to go back and forth between. It keeps things fresh, truth
be told, and my biggest problem is I always hit a point where things seem too
stale and I don’t like what I’m doing anymore.
These days,
everything is about the Bloodborn, what I want to call this series. Everything
is about how I’m going to get them to the publishing stage, to make people fall
in love with them the way I’ve fallen in love with other series.
Coffee and
writing and spending time with Bear are the highlights of my days now. I said I
came out of the broom closet because there was just too much other bullcrap going
on that it wasn’t worth the trouble anymore. That’s still true. There’s family
drama on all sides but you know, who doesn’t have that? It’s a part of life and
therein lies the truth of a quote I shared on Facebook a week ago. “Happiness
is not the absence of problems, it’s the ability to deal with them.”
So I
continue to move forward with my writing, to make my longtime dream a reality.
What will make it real to me is when I print out the entire manuscript and hold
it all in my hands. I’ve got two other drafts printed from my computer, and the
rest of the writing I have physical is handwritten stuff from my younger days.
I dug out a couple of completed stories, rare gems that they are for me, last
week. From 2004 and 2006, it’s stunning to realize they’re almost ten years
old, and I had stuff from way before then too.
Since we’re
talking about dreams coming true, I have another one I want to share. I told
Bear this weekend that when we have our own place together, I have to have an
office. And in that office, I want a big desk, big enough to spread things out.
I also want bookcases, many bookcases. Enough to hold my books, from my
Mary-Kate and Ashley books all the way up to my Fever books and the books I
still have from college. I also want a bookcase just for my writing. Something
to hold the many composition books I’ve written stories in, the notebooks that
hold random scribbling from a writer trying to find her way. It’s amazing to me
to still have that stuff.
My last blog
post was a sad attempt to start a regular posting schedule again, and it
resulted in a two week hiatus. I did the regular posting schedule for a full
six months and it was fine then but not anymore. So follow my Twitter
@Carolina_Kel or if you have me added on Facebook, I post links there as well
when a new blog is up. Happy Monday all and have a great week!
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