Scenes


Hey everyone! thanks for reading my blog - but I have reached a point in my book that I think is a good stopping point for the ‘online’ arena. I feel that if I get much further online, I may write myself out of the chance to get published. So, I have decided to pull it offline and continue writing it that way. When I finish the manuscript, the blog will start back up, following me on the road to getting represented and published. So, stay tuned! My goal is to have the first draft of the manuscript finished by the end of the year, so you should be hearing from be starting in ‘09!

Here is a fabulous list of the 100 most common misused words and phrases.

Ok, so I figured that this article was appropriate in 3 ways.
1. After reading through these, I realized that I often misuse these words, phrases, etc
2. I misused at least a couple of these in my book (i always thought it was spitting image - but it’s actually spit and image)
3. When you are drinking, you tend to mispronounce them even more and since It’s Cinco de Mayo, I am going out to have a couple drinks (so I will probably be mispronouncing a few tonight).

Happy Cinco….Chapter 3 starts tomorrow!

I am absolutely ecstatic…I have a new car :) After 4 hours at the dealership…i have a new ‘08 Mustang GT!my new car

so, now onto the romance novel. I think now that insurance has been settled, I have a new car, and there really isn’t anything else in my life that I can compalin about (shock!), i should be able to get my writing ability back. I no longer have mind blocks…so let my words start flowing again. I swear, Jackson and Alexis have been yelling at me since i’m making them wait to get on with their lives. Sorry guys, I’m back to normal now :). stay tuned for more Riding with Lucifer

Last night, driving home from dinner, our car lost traction around a corner and put us and my mustang into a tree. The tree hit at the left headlight and down the drivers side of the car, shattering the windshield, destroying the door, and so much more that don’t want to think about.  Steve has a few gashes from the glass and I have some severe bruising, but we’re both alive, and safe. So right now, I am thanking god that steve and I are both ok. Now, I am not religious, don’t go to church, and don’t pray. But this morning, I know that there is someone there looking out for us. And I am praying and saying thank you. Thank you God, for protecting my husband and me.

My romance mind will return…once we get all of this sorted out.

OK, so I am not sure what to call what I am dealing with tonight. I have ideas of what I want to write about, actually I have the entire scene between Jackson and his new co-workers - Names to be Clark Worthington [the nice guy] and James Peterson [the stuffed-shirt guy] written in my head. (It’s going to be really good…)But, I don’t feel like typing it all out! So I can’t really concider what I am going through writer’s block - or can I?

It is writers block, because I i don’t feel like writing (although I am writing now, so…) But it’s not, because I know what I want to write about, but I don’t feel like writing.

I guess the best way to word what I am going through is ‘desire-to-write block’

Anyone else ever have this? and how do you convince yourself to write anyway?

So I was talking to my husband and he asked me a question that I didn’t know the answer to. Mind you, this is extremely rare, as my mother will tell you I know everything! *note the extreme sacrasm* 

Anyway, he asked me “At what point are you going to pull your book off-line? Cause if it were me, if I could read the whole book, even just the first draft, I wouldn’t buy it” - Ignoring the fact that my husband said he wasn’t going to buy my book - he made a valid point. At what point have I written myself out of the ooportunity to get published? Obviously, that is the end result. I want to see my name in print, my book on shelves and listed in the top 10 best sellers for 12 weeks in a row (ok, so the last one might be a bit of a pipe dream) but you get the idea. With that in mind, I also want to give those who have been interested in what I am doing the ability to see the entire, un-edited first draft completed.

So here comes the question…

If I complete the entire book online (mind you it would be the first draft and multiple, multiple multiple edits are to come)…. Would you buy the actual book? ?

I just read a post on a blog that I enjoy turning to for advice on breaking through writing roadblocks. She wrote a post about writing and why she writes. I often get asked by friends, family and sometimes the random person, why I feel the need to write. I always tell them ‘words are a part of me, if i don’t get them on paper, I feel like i’m not whole’. The Unblocked Writer was much more eloquent, and so I feel I must share her response to “Why do you write”?

http://candaceclayton100.wordpress.com/2008/04/08/why-i-write/  

So, why do you write??

So, I feel bad because I haven’t posted in 3 days (and I have a lot of fabulous ideas) but i’ve been really busy AND I just got a new computer!!! I am soo stinkin’ excited!! it is soooo pretty!! (i haven’t installed my camera software on my computer otherwise i would take a picture and put it up…maybe next week) There were some issues with some software upgrades so it’s taken 2 days to set up instead of only 1…but I promise to have posts up this weekend for all of you that read it…

<3 KW

She stood outside the door; thinking about knocking. It had taken all the strength she had in her to come to the door, but she still hadn’t gathered the strength to actually knock. She wanted, so desperately to knock and tell him how she felt but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Just as she was about to turn and go, she gained an ounce of strength, turned and knocked. Once. Hard.

The door opened and the look on his face said it all. A mix of surprise, desire and confusion. He couldn’t believe she was outside his door, standing there, at 10pm at night.

She didn’t wait for him to say a word, to ask her in, or why she was there. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. She kissed him like she never would again.

He took a step back, her arms still around his neck and pulled her into the room. He shut the door behind her and pressed her up against it. They stayed locked together, enjoying the softness of each touch and the sweetness of each kiss.
She stopped kissing him and pulled away. He looked at her with a questioning gaze, wondering what made her stop. He didn’t have time to wonder long as she grabbed his hand and headed to the bedroom. One of the benefits of selling him this house meant she knew every inch of it.

They reached the bedroom and she fell back onto the bed, pulling him down with her. He covered her mouth with his and felt the desire continue to build. He no longer cared what made her decide to come, just that she did. And she was here, and under him. He could feel her heart racing and wanted to feel her against him.

She grabbed at the hem of his shirt and pulled it upwards. He allowed himself to raise his arms and helped her to pull the shirt over his head. Seeing his body in the pale light of the room, she sucked in her breath. He was even more beautiful than she remembered.

to read the continued post (it continues with one I wrote a while ago) click here…

Ok, so it’s been 4 hours, hundreds of songs on my zune, a couple dr. pepper’s and pieces of dark chocolate later…but it’s done!! my book mind map is finished! i know where every character is going and how they are going to get there. I am soooo excited to see that I am really ready to get writing…now the hard part…trying to type as fast as the words are flowing through my head. I am now starting work on chapter 2. I will have at least the introduction of Jackson and a little about his history as he is on his way to Texas, done by the end of this weekend. :)

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