Friday, February 27, 2009

Free time

A lot of free time, when your mind is tied up, means a lot of time for reading books. I finished the Stacey Jay book and it was pretty darn good! It was interesting, new and very different from the normal teen books that have been coming out--refreshing!

I also got my hands on, and read, the third book in the Faerie Wars series. I can't wait to read the last one.

My favorite book this year, I can tell 30 pages in, is Inkheart. Funke has an amazing storytelling ability. I'm sad I didn't pick up her books sooner.

I also... started my own novel. Finally. I'm 3,000 words in, and I have a long way to go. The 3,000 words are really rough, but I started. After months of planning and thinking, I couldn't think of a better time to start.

I'll have more on that later. xD

Love you guys and gals

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Write, damnit.

Well. Here I am in Texas. It isn't where I thought I'd be, but we never where we thought we'd be. In any meaning of the word "where."

I need to start writing--I don't have excuses. I have a laptop, and it's propped open on the kitchen table waiting for me to type on it. I want to say that the whole world shifting and the fact that I'm still getting my grips on moving is a good excuse, but it isn't.

Maybe writing today.

I finished The Purple Emperor (Herbie Brennan, Book 2 of Faerie Wars) and even Playing for Pizza by John Grisham.

I'm appreciating the Faerie Wars books for it's intricate plot details. There are seven or eight things always going on at the same time, and interwoven almost flawlessly.

Reading Stacey Jay's You are So Undead to Me. She debuted this first book this year, and I'm excited to read it. http://staceyjayya.blogspot.com/


More later

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Five hours

I spent a great deal of the day packing things up for my move. I'm worried, scared, excited, scared and a little more scared. Despite all of the packing, I was able to write a little bit for my short story 'Red Meat,' transfer more stuff from paper to my laptop, and wrote about 1,000 words for my trucker romance novel. Laugh, Trebor, I dare you. But I did. I DID.