Pre-Camp NaNo Waffle . . .

Well, here's to hoping that dance is over.  I could not, just could not, decide on which project to take on for the thirty day challenge.  Fleshed out the cover art (my new favorite time waster) for American Necropolis.  Any information on that series will come as the words begin to add up.  Can't put everything out there all at once, or even ahead of the project.  Outline for eleven books has been done.  SNI: Thorndale (part two) is outlined, a working cover: made, and plot holes filled.

So, which did I choose?  Sadly, I didn't.  I let my boy delegate my workload.

Yeah, wow, I know.  I know.  But, he, also, really wants to help me write it, too!  He thinks American Necropolis ought to be done in April, but, wasn't sure....  Oh, how he reminds me of someone.  Ha, ha, ha.  Pointing to the notebooks, the decision came out as SNI: Thorndale (part two) for April Camp NaNo and American Necropolis for June Camp NaNo.

And, yes.  I've so little else to blab about right now.

~ See you on the bookshelves

Late Night . . .


Spent the night polishing (and refreshing my memory) an old novel nearly 75% complete.  A romance.  It was a dare.  Ha, ha.  Nothing against the genre, though.  Yes, I have read three or four--it's a work thing.

Moving onto another chapter, my attention wandered . . . and back to cover art, I went.  American Necropolis was calling!  And, I think I did it proud.  So much so, yup, may have guessed it, I waffled back to it for my Camp NaNo project.  600-some words I have done on it.  None will be counted in the Word file for the challenge.

Makes sense, I guess.  Thorndale 2 still has plot holes . . . characters not talking about them yet . . .  Just being honest, here.  They are not telling me jack!

So, hopped up on caffeine and chocolate Oster bunny, I sit down to at least write an update . . . before heading back to the romance novel . . . or sleep.  0437 . . . probably sleep . . .

Good night.

March: the past.

Camp NaNo is coming up.  Ha, ha, had had so many plans to have so much work done by now, leading into the fray of words to page as is the glorious tradition.  But, yeah, no, nothing go done to my liking.  So, got to piddling around the workshop that is my bedroom table--or kitchen counter, or steps (whichever suites my fancy) and looking back at what I have once planned before.  Don't know about habit, but I am most certainly a creature of nostalgia.  And I find the most vivid expanse in that of meaning.

Okay, enough, enough.  Where I once thought I had two good ideas for work, I found I had twenty-two.  Sweet!  Career, yeah, well, we'll see.  That, I leave to time's mercy, as I am merely a writer feeding a hobby (compulsion).

So, good, fears abated of a short writing life.

As for Camp NaNo, I hope someone reading this is competing, too.  Best of luck!  SNI: Thorndale (part two) is in the loading gate.  (chuckles)  How I had another great novel blazing to start there, but, its heat has dwindled.  For now, that one sits back to solidify to a more sustainable option.

With luck, Thorndale will be out with part one by July.  Ha, ha, learned better about timelines the first time through revision.

Another thing else I've learned . . .  Actually, I am forced to realize this year after year of continued challenges: my writing stamina is not as I pretend it to be.  Really need to train the attention span.  ;)

I burn out on things often, and, as of yet (since October), I've yet to relax and breathe between the rushes.  And, prepping Thorndale 1 was a feat!

So, I have parked myself at the desk and set down all I wish to work on this year.  My little red box holds only six scene lists.  The goal: to ride the wave that was a NaNo win in November and published novel in March *three months late).  Honestly, however, I think April heralds a new wave.  These waning days before Camp begins, I intend to spend dreaming.  That blissful delight which is placing words on paper for the fixated enjoyment of the muse--and to really enjoy the ride!

Or, I may colour.  Or . . . glue popsicle sticks together.  Whichever keeps the muse feeling young and enjoying the work.

Because, that is what it is ultimately about.

So, good morning to you all (and by good morning, I mean goodnight).

~ See you on the bookshelves!

Pancakes?

Nah, Mate, Captain Crunch.  At the desk.

Actually, those had been the plan for the morning (afternoon), until I noticed my email.  SNI: Thorndale (part one) has gone LIVE! at all venues.  Woo-hoo! pretty much covers it.  Ha, ha, ha.

To be honest, this feeling of elation matches that of starting a new book, in the zone and putting out a flawless open.  Heh, the trick is to keep the rest of the book that way.  And I so look forward to the challenge.

American Necropolis (also book one of a series) has begun.  Three stand along books are on the schedule, along with a compilation of shorts and poems.  SNI: Thorndale (part two) will be on the desk in the coming months.  I have no plans to make a two part book wait each to a year.

If I can keep pace with my ideal schedule, there will be a book out nearly every month for the duration of 2016.

We shall see...

~ See you on the bookshelves!