Yesterday was #SFFpit on Twitter. For those of you who don’t know what the heck I’m talking about, there are pitch contests on Twitter several times a year (though I hate the word contest here because the only person you’re really competing against is yourself). If an agent reads your pitch and likes it, they…
Why an All-Girl Superhero Team Pisses Me Off
In case you haven’t been paying attention, people are upset that Marvel seems to be dropping the ball on the merchandising when it comes to their female characters. Just to name a few, Gamora gets left off shirts, Black Widow is missing from merchandise, and Gogo and Honey Lemon from Big Hero 6 are erased because…
The Waiting Game
We’re more than halfway through January already. That feels sort of insane, as if 2015 is flying by before I can even settle into it. Then I realize I’m only on my third week of the semester, and I feel like it’s going to be a reeeeally long year. It’s all relative, I guess. Timey-wimey,…
Wherein I Write a Blog Post to Avoid Doing Actual Work
Hi Lovelies! This week is the last week of classes, which means I have all sorts of papers and projects to be working on. Which, of course, means I’m procrastinating by writing a terribly long-overdue blog post. Congrats, gentle readers! You win! Well. NaNoWriMo has come and gone, and I have failed spectacularly. I’ve never…
PREP ALL THE THINGS
Hello, darlings! I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted. I’m sorry. Please forgive me? So, in case you haven’t heard, I did not win the Simon451 novel writing contest. Which…yeah, that’s kind of a bummer. But, at the same time, it was a total honor to even be in the top ten, and…
The Home Stretch
Sorry it’s been so quiet here. I have less than ten days until the deadline for the Simon451 contest. I’m simultaneously incredibly excited and incredibly nervous. That’s how these things work, right? Thankfully, my book is done. Or, rather, I have it all down, from beginning to end. It’s a story, now, instead of just…
Burned
Sunburned, that is. I will never trust my husband to apply spray suncreen to my back ever again. My very first day on the beach last week, and I had a beautiful red and white zig-zag pattern between my shoulder blades. That’s talent, I tell you. Painful talent. Ow. At least the view was…
If Music Be the Food of Love…
Or the food of inspiration… I have a present for you, darlings. I’m the kind of author that has to listen to music while I write. It can be music with words, or instrumental, but it usually involves headphones and it has to be tailored to what I’m writing. For every project I work on, I…
Moving
So, my home is no longer my home. It’s such a weird feeling. We signed the paperwork to sell our little house (that my husband fondly calls Breezehome) yesterday. This house has been our home for ten years. It’s served us well, even though we outgrew it a while ago. We sign the paperwork to…
