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A quick update this morning before I head off into the world:

During my winter break, I took a 70 page story to an over 150 page book. Yes–I am shocked. I guess it was the right place to escape to! With the exception of one day this week, I’ve continued to add to it and have mapped out pretty much all of the missing chapters. The ending though….the ending….I have no idea how to end this one. I can’t say I’m hopping to start ANOTHER series, though now with the Twins Trilogy done, I guess I’m down to two open series at the moment…Make that three…I think I’ll just have to keep going on filling in the holes of this one and see how it goes. With The Case Files, I didn’t know it would be a series (8 books…sheesh!!) until well after the first one was out and had time to breathe for a while. This one may have to have some r&r time as well, if I do decided to elongate it with a follow up book or …five.

Somewhere around last weekend, I started up another story. It is not likely to go anywhere as-is. It’s one of those ‘exercise’ stories (Where can I go with this, I wonder??) but again, if some sort of metamorphosis takes place with it, it might be something someday. Back burner project, for sure.

As soon as I finish with the first book mentioned in this post (still no title, though Starbright may be the poorly named understudy for the time being), I am tentatively thinking of getting back to The Case Files. I think that was mentioned a few posts ago. I still don’t have enough material for it, but I do have a decent outline. I just need to be around the right group of people to be inspired (you know–the usual excuse) and so I can collect the right sort of tone to carry it through. On the off chance that I can finish up Starbright and get it off of my plate by March, Her Majesty has a good chance of getting done and out by fall. And then whatever else happens to come up. I’ve had some wacky dreams as of late, but nothing book-inspiring. I have been writing them down since January 1st, so you may end up with a book of dreams…IF I can be sure to write them ALL down for the whole year…Big IF, my friends.

So I finished up my 5 year journal/writing tracking journal. I did a lousy job writing every day, but in 5 years, I finished and published Nine books. I need to up the ante on that. I have been tracking my writing so far this year (all four days of it…), though I don’t have a new journal yet. This  is the one I would like to get:

Hopefully you can see that. Here’s a picture: 

Anyhow, the hope is to do better over the next 5 years…So far, so good.

As the ink dries, the paint shall run

In case anyone missed it, The Open Book is now available for ordering. I don’t have any in stock yet, but it can be ordered (unsigned) through Signed copies are available upon pre-order and request (send $22 via through PayPal). Turn around time on that is about 2 weeks as I have to order the book, get and sign it, and then ship it back out. You can always order from Lulu and bring it to me to sign at a later date. Right now, the only show I have booked for 2017 is FarPoint in February.

Today is the first day of my winter break from work. I have a long list of things to do (none are terribly earth-shattering, but such is my life right now), and as I said before, I’ll be job hunting during that time as well (still). Maybe I will do some writing. I have it on my list, alternating between two different books, but as I mentioned a post or two ago, there’s no inspiration happening right now and the cheerleading I once had is now gone as well. Non-writers have no idea how important it is to have someone on our side, telling us how proud they are of us, how excited and happy they are when we are writing…It is the light and nourishment that makes us writers feel like even bothering. Sure, I can write without it–I can write garbage. I can write the stuff that fills dark, formidable, cold sewage ways and stale, hollow alleys that no one ever wishes to visit. No joy, no purpose. It’s how all of life feels inside without those encouraging words.

Just a small insight to my world at present. Isn’t it lovely? It’s why there is once again paint and canvas in my home. I’m back to a place I never wanted to return to again. I can only hope that it helps as it did the last time. If not…*shrug*

Middle of the Middle

Over the weekend, I finished The Open Book as promised. During the winter break (as I won’t be in school and don’t yet have a back up job, so may just be home for the entire time), I will be editing so I can get the book released before the end of the year. It may be on December 31st at 11:59pm EST, but it will be before the end of the year, nonetheless. Finally: number 14.

Beyond that book, I still haven’t picked up my writing again. I have opened several works in progress, read a few lines and then closed them again. I’m pretty undecided as to what book to work on next so that doesn’t help the process. Sometimes my muses are kind in times like this and they eventually start to speak up…like just as I’m getting into hard editing, so I won’t be at all surprised if they start chattering in about two weeks! I have taken a look at the remaining books in The Case Files series, and I’m glad I did. In sticking to the theme of ‘most recent–working backwards through time’, I’ve come to realize that Darling Orphan wouldn’t actually come next as Book 4, but rather, #5 or even #6, and, that being said, I will go with what was supposed to be #5 and move it up to #4…Too many numbers there. Well, I know which one is next at this point, so that’s important. It will be interesting to see what new material is added to it between whenever I pick it up and when it ends, as it will greatly impact which of the next three will come immediately after. There is some overlap with 4,5 & 6 as with Lord Spencer and Captain Hauke, but whichever goes back farther will be the one that comes in at #6… Okay. Enough of the birth order of this series.

Almost another week has gone by since my last post, and still no luck with a second job or finding a closer place to my one job to move to. I’m more than a little bit under the gun to acquire a second job for obvious reasons, but also because I have three trips for 2017 in mind and they will have to be paid for in some way.  Fortunately, there is some spacing in between, but the months in which they are to happen will arrive quickly, so time is of the essence. And, should I be able to get the Head Start+second job scenario to work out, one of those trips will involve a cross-country train ride SO–lots of work to make that happen coming up.

Where I Am

As life continues to throw me curveballs and love and support disappears left and right, I am taking a moment to express my gratitude for all that I do have and those who have bothered to stick around for the ride. This is not the first time I’ve been at the bottom, it’s not the first time I’ve ceased to exist to others. Somehow, I’m still here and alive–doing my best to keep my chin up when I feel withered–and again left looking for my purpose in continuing with this life.

I’ve started a new job as an associate teacher through Head Start. Short of knowing nothing of what I’m doing, I enjoy it–I enjoy finally getting to be around children and feel pretty blessed that the opportunity has been presented. It is a struggle, however, as anyone knows that teachers make very little money–associate teachers make even less. Being back below poverty level, I’m now looking for additional work and a closer residence to my job so I can cut out the 35-45 minute commute and save on fuel. It’s tricky and going much more slowly than I thought it would. I’m also looking for a second job, though getting schedules to match has also proven a challenge.

As things have been particularly dismantling (especially in the past two weeks), I’ve lost much of the inspiration to my writing…It’s devastating and I have no other words for that… I will make it one of my priorities to finish the last chapter of The Open Book this weekend, as I still want to release it before the end of the year, but my joy for writing has been more than a little weakened. It will take some time to get that back. I’ve said before that I would never give up my writing, as it feeds my soul unlike anything else, but in the middle of moments like this, I do wonder if it will ever come back–it does not feel like it this time, and that is rather soul-crushing as well.

It’s been some time since I’ve done much sewing. There’s a part of me that feels I should return to it as a means of distraction, and also to help me get rid of more excess in materials. I still think while I’m sewing, but not to the extent that other activities allow for, and that may be best for now. I will say that not being on call anymore has already lifted quite a lot of a different kind of stress. Yes, I abhor struggling and scraping financially, but I will make things work. Being on call was inescapable. At least I can go for walks now and leave my phone behind…I can only hope that being able to have that will bring inspiration where there is none.

Not writing

I just wanted to make a quick post about my necktie boutonnieres–I’ve started listing them on Etsy, and I will put that link in this post, but also under my Support of Interests tab. Please go take a look and know that each sale helps enable me to make ends meet. That is more important than ever right now, and certainly if I want to keep writing! I’m just showing a few here so you know what I’m talking about. Please feel free to contact me about these or go ahead and shop through Etsy.

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Upside Down

My apologies for not staying consistent with this blog. I had really wanted to get to a point where I was posting daily (or at the least–every other day), but as some people in my closer circle already know, the company I work for has decided to eliminate my position. There was about a 30 day notice on this, so I’ve been spending time sending out resumes, filling out applications, and going to every one of the few interviews I’ve been called back for. It’s been rough and I don’t know where things will be in another 2.5 weeks, when it all ends.

With this going on, I’ve been trying not to fall too far behind on my school work, and to also edit a page or two as I can on The Open Book. I have sent the first ten chapters off to one of my editors, so it’s at least into that part of the process, and I’m still crossing my fingers for an end of year release. I have done very little writing aside from that, and while my soul is craving the chance to get back into it, I guess it’s something of a relief that my muses are rather hushed right now.

There is, of course, much more going on that just isn’t meant for here, and it does all have me thinking some pretty dismal thoughts. I say this because I think on how many times I’ve read or heard people say that this kind of darkness is the best sort to create from. Personally speaking, there’s too much survival mode happening for me right now to even consider it. I can’t even look at my basket of mending and small sewing projects and make sense of it, let alone churn out some kind of masterpiece. I wish I had the sort of drive those people are talking about to help me through this. It’s a cycle I seem to have been caught in for quite a while–tiny glimmers of light in a night that just doesn’t ever want to give way to dawn. I’m but a few breaths away from resigning to the reality that this is just how it is always going to be for me. Yes, I’m in that place, and there has been no indication–inside or out–that I am wrong. It’s been a very long time now that anyone has told me that I’m not alone–hard to believe otherwise now, and it gets more and more real each day.

The Open Book Update

It has been a week since finishing the full first draft of The Open Book, and it’s now in editing mode. A little slow on that, considering that I’m getting hits on all sides from work and school and it leaves little time to concentrate on punctuation, grammar and flow of a book. Deadline goal: December 31st, or sooner. I know I’m really pushing it in thinking I’ll have it done by then, but there is that small piece of time after the semester ends…

Post Event

My last day of peace and I’m already prickling. Not good at all. I also have a long list of things I’d like to get done (housework, writing, cooking…) and I’m sitting on the laptop, flipping back and forth between screens, trying to get motivated to actually do something productive. I’ve managed to do my version of ‘clearing off the kitchen table’, which really isn’t much more than removing about 5 items and then shuffling the rest around. I think the proper way to do it (short of removing it all off into the trashcan with the sweep of my arm) is to take everything off of the tabletop, then put back only what is supposed to be on it. I wonder how well that actually works…

I could probably make a sizable dent in the chaos that surrounds me just by hanging up a few articles of clothing, putting away vending set up items in their storage bin, and/or washing the sink of dishes. But no–here I sit.

I will say this for myself: at least I’ve added two pages to The Open Book this morning. I believe I wrote about six over the weekend in an effort to finish this one last chapter. I do have some content to add to an earlier one, since I thought of some things during one of my drives to and from the Steampunk unLimited show (good time, by the way!). I will probably hit that part when I make my first editing round. I can tell that I am still farther away from finishing this book (and here I mean publishing) than I thought, because no other muses are vying for attention just yet. That’s not a bad thing–I need the focus to all be on this one. Some colorful and weird dreams would be nice and helpful–and not ones of lighting the bottoms of severed horse hooves for torches. Not quite like that. I’m not sure I can work with that…At least not in this book…

My scattered brain is taking me elsewhere right now, so I guess I should move on. Perhaps I’ll come back to this later…

The Open Book and a movie review

I’m taking a few minutes to type this up, while waiting for it to be time to leave to go and see “Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children”. I will give my review at the end of this post when I get home!

In the interim:

  1. Tomorrow the Steampunk unLimited event commences (YAY!!). I will be there to set up in the early evening, and if anyone wanders through and wants to shop, I’ll be happy to sell. Also, I have been given a space in the authors’ caboose on Sunday at 11:30am to do a reading. I suspect I’ll probably read bits and pieces from A Potagerie of Rejects, since it’s the newest book, HOWEVER, I will bring the first few chapters from the The Open Book, and if any fans of the Twins Trilogy show up for it, they will get a preview… Speaking of the twins: today is Bonnie and Beau’s birthday. Born by artificial means of a c-section, it’s only fair to admit that this is the central date to my ‘twin’ Chris’ and my birthdays (the 6th and 19th, respectively). We, being artificial twins as well, it only seems an appropriate birthdate. That being said…
  2. I worked on The Open Book for a while this morning, and plan to get to it some more upon my return this afternoon. I’m working on closing up the last unfinished chapter. It is stretching out a bit longer than expected, but I’m taking it in stride and making sure I get the outlined moments connected right. This draft will be extremely rough, but I shouldn’t have a problem with smoothing things out and filling in any remaining detail holes. It’s my intention to get it at least half done (or to the point of where I have something substantial already written) today, and then to finish it up tomorrow. As I got this week’s homework done last night, it’s all I have on my plate before heading out to the event for set up.

And there we’ve come full circle. More to come…

My Review of “Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children”

First off, it was nice to see a Tim Burton film without Helena Bonham Carter or Johnny Depp in it. While both good at their craft, this movie wasn’t for them, so it was a wise casting move to pass them over. Second, while it was a little jarring in some sections where the editing from one scene to the next was…sloppy, it was still a captivating film and a pleasure to watch. Maybe not so fluid as Crimson Peak, but still beautiful in hundreds of other ways. Everyone did an excellent job (except the woman who played the aunt delivering a birthday gift…she seemed very out of place…), so all characters were quite believable. Not to mention the extra bonus, as I had no idea Terrance Stamp and Dame Judi Dench were in it! I will definitely see it again.

That said, and on a really personal note–

  1. As an authoress: it was great eye candy to stir my imagination and to refill my creative well. It’s been a while since I’ve had that, and shutting off my phone for two hours really helped. I got to just BE and experience it, rather than halve my attention between something awesome and something invasive (though it’s not really halving as in 50/50–usually it’s more like 97/3 and the creative influence is not the heavier side). I had moments during the film where I caught myself thinking “I really need to write more and faster! I really need to be in a place where I am financially able to spend days upon days being absorbed in my writing–if that’s what I want to be doing”. I put myself into a number of job roles in a matter of seconds, and at each one found myself asking, “But when would I write?” One of those roles being a criminal psychologist (I’m a 2-day-old victim of debit card fraud…and a damn good detective, it turns out), and another being a Miss Peregrine. Yes, a nanny of sorts…
  2. As a once mother: this tugged–A LOT. To be surrounded by other people’s children, nurturing and loving them…Getting back what I lost and giving back even more in return. And as great at that as I would be, on a large scale (say, a school mistress, for instance), the above question popped in once again: “When would I write?” Never mind that I don’t know the first thing about running a school–nor care to–and would rather never deal with things like the education department or anything else that a middle man would more effectively deal with than I. A smaller number of children–that I could balance. In any case, it’s a nice little dream to be a mentor or the like to anyone, but as I said a few days ago: All I have are my books, and that is what I will have to be content with, whether I like it or not.

Ends and lights and all that

A quick popping on for an update:

The Open Book is officially 2 gaps away from going into editing phase. While I suspect there will be quite a bit to hammer out during editing, just getting it that far is a huge victory! It’s coming, you guys! It’s really going to happen! Because of where things stand with it, it is a very realistic possibility that this book will be released before 2016 is over. I’m thrilled, because it’s been some time since I’ve released more than one book a year, and I have some making up to do. I really owe you this one, so I’m more than a little relieved. I’m not saying that these last parts to finish up won’t be a challenge…one more than the other…but I can see the light at the end of the tunnel… Huh. Ironic to say so. You’ll see what I mean once you read it. I think I’d love to help this draft to completion and announce it on Thursday–October 13th is Bonnie and Beau’s birthday, after all, and how beautiful would that be??

Other news (in case I haven’t yet said so): I’m on the docket to attend Far Point 2017 as a guest author. Lots of panels and great people to talk to there, so I hope you can make it! I’ll likely talk about it more as it gets closer. Also, Steampunk unLimited is this coming weekend! YAY! Books and boutonnieres will be available for purchase–including copies of A Potagerie of Rejects. Not steampunk by any stretch, but why hold back the availability? I will have 8 copies, so if you want one, best alert me asap!

That may be all there is for now…certainly all that comes to mind. You know that will change.