Gah!! I've discovered the worst thing about following shit loads of writers on social media is the freaking word count whores. I'm not going to mention names but they're out there every weekend bragging on their 7,000 words written in one afternoon or 23,000 words written over a weekend when I'm lucky to get 500 words sometimes.
I think the most I've ever written in one day has been under 3000 and that was a rare day indeed.
My middle finger is up in salute to them.
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Damn
I've become appallingly boring lately.
Lori's tied up with her new WIP and we've both been literally tied up with galleys and deadlines with Letters from Greece.
I need her to lead me into trouble again. Oh, yes, it's all her fault. Always. :-)
Most of the time, I'm a willing follower, but sometimes not. That's when she gets a firm hold of my ear (not so easy to do if you stand only...well, I promised never to tell, but she can look my navel in the eye) and threatens me bodily harm, particularly in the region of my ass. I'm never quite sure exactly what she means by those vague butt threats; there are a number of things that can be done to asses, but she never elaborates. Having a rather remarkable imagination, I usually fall into line relatively quickly.
However, complaining is expected and diligently applied.
It's been awhile since she's hauled me, kicking and protesting vociferously, into the future. I've got a feeling my time is up again.
Okay, I've changed my mind and I need your help. Y'all need to talk her into finishing her book before she begins to finish me. I find 'boring' to be sort of peaceful and I get lots and lots of sleep. :-)
'Night, y'all and thank you.
Lori's tied up with her new WIP and we've both been literally tied up with galleys and deadlines with Letters from Greece.
I need her to lead me into trouble again. Oh, yes, it's all her fault. Always. :-)
Most of the time, I'm a willing follower, but sometimes not. That's when she gets a firm hold of my ear (not so easy to do if you stand only...well, I promised never to tell, but she can look my navel in the eye) and threatens me bodily harm, particularly in the region of my ass. I'm never quite sure exactly what she means by those vague butt threats; there are a number of things that can be done to asses, but she never elaborates. Having a rather remarkable imagination, I usually fall into line relatively quickly.
However, complaining is expected and diligently applied.
It's been awhile since she's hauled me, kicking and protesting vociferously, into the future. I've got a feeling my time is up again.
Okay, I've changed my mind and I need your help. Y'all need to talk her into finishing her book before she begins to finish me. I find 'boring' to be sort of peaceful and I get lots and lots of sleep. :-)
'Night, y'all and thank you.
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
How I Started Reading Romance
This morning I saw a post on Dear Author where the reviewers were talking about how they started reading romance. Most began with a bodice ripper like Sweet, Savage Love or one of those, Barbara Cartland was mentioned a few times.
I suggested to Carolyn that we should tell how we started reading romance and Carolyn said something like "Well it was back when we used to write with quills we plucked off the chickens ourselves and the wandering troubadors would come and sing for hand job..."
And she was off and running. I love me some Carolyn, I really do but man, when she starts talking about the good old days of playing in the moats and turrets, my mind begins to wander.
My first foray into romance was actually through Harlequin category romances in the ld, old days when there was only Brits writing them. Swear to God, that day really existed. Which indicates how very fucking old I really am.
Anyway, someone as a joke signed me up for a Harlequin book club and I got 4 Harlequins every month in the mail. I'd like to say I loved them but I didn't. Back then the heroines were all proper English girls and the men were all older and moderately brutish and they pissed me off. I kept wanting a heroine to do something besides blink in amazement and flush in either panic or passion.
God, they were spineless!
So I stopped reading the damn things. Years later I read a review of Absolutely Positively by Jayne Ann Krentz and it sounded good. Oh yeah, it was good. The heroine wasn't spineless, in fact nobody in the book was. I inhaled JAK books for awhile until I discovered her early Mira books and then I had to stop because the heroines were spineless and the heroes were brutish, stalkerish alphaholes.
And then came Crusie. Jennifer Crusie who wrote Welcome to Temptation and Crazy For You (my all time favorite romantic read) and Anyone But You and oh my god, that woman blew my mind.
And then I met Carolyn who pulled a reluctant me into trying historicals and now I stalk Loretta Chase offering to bear her love child or mop her bathroom floors and then the poor Meljean Brook whom we follow online and leave scary fan girl messages on Facebook to... and well, the list is endless.
Anyone else want to tell their story?
I suggested to Carolyn that we should tell how we started reading romance and Carolyn said something like "Well it was back when we used to write with quills we plucked off the chickens ourselves and the wandering troubadors would come and sing for hand job..."
And she was off and running. I love me some Carolyn, I really do but man, when she starts talking about the good old days of playing in the moats and turrets, my mind begins to wander.
My first foray into romance was actually through Harlequin category romances in the ld, old days when there was only Brits writing them. Swear to God, that day really existed. Which indicates how very fucking old I really am.
Anyway, someone as a joke signed me up for a Harlequin book club and I got 4 Harlequins every month in the mail. I'd like to say I loved them but I didn't. Back then the heroines were all proper English girls and the men were all older and moderately brutish and they pissed me off. I kept wanting a heroine to do something besides blink in amazement and flush in either panic or passion.
God, they were spineless!
So I stopped reading the damn things. Years later I read a review of Absolutely Positively by Jayne Ann Krentz and it sounded good. Oh yeah, it was good. The heroine wasn't spineless, in fact nobody in the book was. I inhaled JAK books for awhile until I discovered her early Mira books and then I had to stop because the heroines were spineless and the heroes were brutish, stalkerish alphaholes.
And then came Crusie. Jennifer Crusie who wrote Welcome to Temptation and Crazy For You (my all time favorite romantic read) and Anyone But You and oh my god, that woman blew my mind.
And then I met Carolyn who pulled a reluctant me into trying historicals and now I stalk Loretta Chase offering to bear her love child or mop her bathroom floors and then the poor Meljean Brook whom we follow online and leave scary fan girl messages on Facebook to... and well, the list is endless.
Anyone else want to tell their story?
Monday, April 9, 2012
Changes
We have a great publisher, one who takes care of her writers and makes every effort to help the books sell.
Renee Rocco received less than enthusiastic responses from reviewers regarding the original cover for Letters from Greece, so she made us a new one. :-D
We have to remember, we're writing for a romance publisher and the covers don't have to be classy - lusty is more like it, lol. I think Renee accomplished both those objectives with this new cover.
I can't believe I beat Lori to the punch!
Anyway - what do you all think of it?
Renee Rocco received less than enthusiastic responses from reviewers regarding the original cover for Letters from Greece, so she made us a new one. :-D
We have to remember, we're writing for a romance publisher and the covers don't have to be classy - lusty is more like it, lol. I think Renee accomplished both those objectives with this new cover.
I can't believe I beat Lori to the punch!
Anyway - what do you all think of it?
Friday, April 6, 2012
Random Friday Shit
I'm over at the Lyrical Press blog today talking about writing with Carolyn. Lyrical Press Blog
We're working on edits for Letters From Greece and I realized that one of the great things that's happened with writing this story and all we've done with it is that we've learned so much. From all the rewriting, the different editors who have given feedback and now even in the last edits: this story has been a learning curve all its own.
Other things going on... there was a kerfluffle with the gayer than you group on one or two blogs. Which leads me to a question: when a woman says she's trans and identifies as a gay man, what exactly does that mean? If she identifies as a man then does she have vaginal sex? And if so, would that be then kinda pretty much as just saying she's a woman who likes to wear comfortable shoes?
I'm lumping all this stuff as silly shit at this point.
Kids are on spring break so today I have two mini WWE wrestlers in the house.
Writing on the new book is going well.
And dare I mention that a week ago exactly I had a terrible day and came home to a Kindle Fire? Day was suddenly blooming in sunshine and roses. And it was all the cause of a very generous, loving friend.
By the way, the Fire is fucking amazing.
We're working on edits for Letters From Greece and I realized that one of the great things that's happened with writing this story and all we've done with it is that we've learned so much. From all the rewriting, the different editors who have given feedback and now even in the last edits: this story has been a learning curve all its own.
Other things going on... there was a kerfluffle with the gayer than you group on one or two blogs. Which leads me to a question: when a woman says she's trans and identifies as a gay man, what exactly does that mean? If she identifies as a man then does she have vaginal sex? And if so, would that be then kinda pretty much as just saying she's a woman who likes to wear comfortable shoes?
I'm lumping all this stuff as silly shit at this point.
Kids are on spring break so today I have two mini WWE wrestlers in the house.
Writing on the new book is going well.
And dare I mention that a week ago exactly I had a terrible day and came home to a Kindle Fire? Day was suddenly blooming in sunshine and roses. And it was all the cause of a very generous, loving friend.
By the way, the Fire is fucking amazing.
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Falling in Love Again
It's been so long since I felt this way. The fluttering feelings of excitement at the thought of him. The wish to spend more time with him. To know him better. To get inside his head and his heart.
It's a shame he's fictional and I'm writing him.
Years and years ago when I first started writing I fell in love with a character and I swear it was the best relationship I'd ever been in. I found him swoon-worthy and loved writing him and creating worlds around him. Nothing there was publishable but it was a good feeling and I've missed it.
I've written characters since but none have given me the same rush of feeling. Until now.
I don't know why this character is so delightful to me. He's pretty standard romantically and he doesn't sport a 16 inch tongue or 20 inch penis. He's not a mega-billionaire and he doesn't have a drop of Latin blood in him.
But he's exciting to me and I love writing him.I like how he's crazy about the heroine. I like that he's not really handsome and his body is too developed. I like his intensity and the fact that as much as he desires a woman, he's refusing to take advantage of her.
I love writing this guy. I look forward to returning to him daily and spending more time with him.
This is the best of the best when it comes to writing for me.
It's a shame he's fictional and I'm writing him.
Years and years ago when I first started writing I fell in love with a character and I swear it was the best relationship I'd ever been in. I found him swoon-worthy and loved writing him and creating worlds around him. Nothing there was publishable but it was a good feeling and I've missed it.
I've written characters since but none have given me the same rush of feeling. Until now.
I don't know why this character is so delightful to me. He's pretty standard romantically and he doesn't sport a 16 inch tongue or 20 inch penis. He's not a mega-billionaire and he doesn't have a drop of Latin blood in him.
But he's exciting to me and I love writing him.I like how he's crazy about the heroine. I like that he's not really handsome and his body is too developed. I like his intensity and the fact that as much as he desires a woman, he's refusing to take advantage of her.
I love writing this guy. I look forward to returning to him daily and spending more time with him.
This is the best of the best when it comes to writing for me.
Sunday, April 1, 2012
Who Did YOU Fool Today?
Happy April 1, y'all. Did you April Fool's anybody?
These Old Farts never even thought of it. Energy is running low and the urge to sleep running high. :-) Besides, we sort of celebrated early when we had the fight that fizzled, lol.
Since DA and Smart Bitches are participating in the day, I think I'll go and read a book. Or even write something. Now, that would be a change!
These Old Farts never even thought of it. Energy is running low and the urge to sleep running high. :-) Besides, we sort of celebrated early when we had the fight that fizzled, lol.
Since DA and Smart Bitches are participating in the day, I think I'll go and read a book. Or even write something. Now, that would be a change!
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