I completely forgot that Jennifer Crusie and Bob Mayer had planned to start up a new blog on Jan. 1. Unlike the old chatty one, this one is strictly a writing workshop. The syllabus indicates that it'll run all year. These are NYT bestsellers, and they're spending the next year … [Read more...] about Crusie/Meyer writing workshop
Writing
Timing is everything
I have, shall we say, a lot to do this week. One of the freelance projects is keeping me hopping. The business site needs some TLC. My mother-in-law is coming to our house for Thanksgiving, so I'm doing lots of baking, grocery shopping, cleaning, and all that. There's work to be … [Read more...] about Timing is everything
Assorted notes
I am very sad that I learned of woxy.com only because someone recently mentioned its imminent demise. It's a lovely station. I'm busy this weekend putting together the new design for the business site. I wasn't happy with the first one, and (if all goes well) the domain without … [Read more...] about Assorted notes
Dating ourselves
Weird to think that, very shortly, most modern SF will become dated — not by the way future humans are depicted interacting with computers or some such, but by the offhand assertion, no doubt buried somewhere in an infodump, that their home solar system has nine planets. … [Read more...] about Dating ourselves
There’s always one who’s special.
Via nihilistic_kid, the funniest thing I have read in months: 'Perhaps I have a special anus.' It doesn't matter that I skipped the gym today. My stomach muscles got the workout anyway. In case you have to ask: while it is text-only, I would have to call this extremely NSFW. … [Read more...] about There’s always one who’s special.
Writing. FEH.
I have thrown enough random shit into this book. I draw the line at including the subversive mailman who popped into my head last week, independent of any story. The subversive mailman belongs to some other story. I'm just not sure what, yet. Of course, now that I'm working on … [Read more...] about Writing. FEH.
Writing progress
Courtesy of my drug-resistent insomnia: "Backtalk," 650 words. Almost done. (Yes, very short.) I couldn't quite think of an ending, but hey, it was four in the morning. …yeah, the 4 a.m. dribblings of my sleepless mind are not what I'd call fit for publication, but I think … [Read more...] about Writing progress
No vacancy
The problem with lingering and dithering over WIPs the way I do is that I'm constantly tempted to throw more stuff into them. The current one really, really doesn't need any more stuff. It's already full. In fact, it has already morphed from the straightforward little romance I … [Read more...] about No vacancy
Got Con
I'm at ConDFW. At the moment I'm in a somewhat lifeless panel, but it's been a good, relaxing con so far — just what I needed. Work has been stressful, in case my continued absence here didn't clue you in. I'm in the habit of providing my friends with things I think they … [Read more...] about Got Con
Writing. Whee. Also, site fixed.
I think I've found the missing plot piece that'll let me get a draft done. Cross your fingers. I've been working through First Draft in 30 Days, a not-bad book with a misleading title (outline, not draft) and an execrable website. The book is full of silly little worksheets that … [Read more...] about Writing. Whee. Also, site fixed.
