Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Why Couldn't I Be Born British?


Today I am reading The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaimon, and it's beautifully written, and he has managed to come up with all sorts of the most interesting things - things that kids (and adults if they still have any sense of imagination) will absolutely love reading about, even if before they read the book they had no idea they'd take an interest in any such thing.

Which reminds me of Roald Dahl, who had the absolute, most fascinating of ideas. I mean The Witches? How does someone come up with stuff like that?

And I'm also reading the very entertaining Terry Pratchett right now, so I have come to the obvious conclusion that one must be British to be a truly great writer.

Oh, man, and I just thought of J.K. Rowling.

How very sad for me. I mean, by this point there's no way around it, I will never truly be British. I even married a fellow American. I mean, I suppose I could try moving over there and see if it takes at least a little and maybe I could pop out a few British children and hope for the best for them, but obviously my own non-starter of a career as a writer is doomed. Doomed, I tell you!

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Lazy Day

Just for something a little different: here is a beach sunrise photo from my vacation last week.

I'm in one of those weird in between stages in my writing. I have a book I'm querying that's on it's fourth draft (or possibly closer to twentieth draft, depending on what part you're looking at.) I just finished a second draft of another book that I need to walk away from for a while, and I have an idea for a new book.

The thing is I'm so vested in my other two projects that I don't really want to start anything new. Or maybe I'm just being lazy-that's always a possibility.

I feel like I have a ton of things going on and a million things I could do (should do?) but I'm not interested in a single one of them. I'm in one of those negative moods that I either need to decide I won't accept and start working no matter how I feel or let the mood take me for the evening and just have a good old fashioned lazy day.

Right at the moment, I'm leaning towards the Lazy Day. After all, I need to find out who won The Glee Project.

And one more, just for the colors (it was worth the lack of sleep):

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Vacations and Wild Horses

I'm on vacation this week!

I'm making my husband take me to the beach for my birthday. With my ridiculously pasty skin, I might not be a natural fit for the beach, but I do love seafood, and you can get some damn good seafood down by the beach (imagine that)!

We've settled on Ocean City, MD because I want to visit Chincotegue and Assateague Islands. I read all about Misty and (I believe) Stormy of their respective islands when I was a little girl, and I think it'd be cool to watch the wild horses run all around.

I suppose I could just google whether it was Stormy or some other horse that lived on Assateague, but somehow that feels like cheating. With so much information at our fingertips, you've gotta draw the line somewhere, and Stormy's where I've arbitrarily drawn it.

Have a great week! I know I will.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Writing and Music

Don't I look majestic?
Or maybe just odd.

Inspiring Playlists

When I read about some of my favorite authors, one of the things I've seen over and over is that they had specific music they listened to when they were writing a book. It always sounds so cool. There's a soundtrack that goes along with their book. I bet they could read certain passages and a few lyrics would just pop into their head. I bet certain lines were inspired by the way the music made them feel.

I'm jealous.

I don't listen to music when I write. I've written enough that I can usually write with something happening in the background, but it'd better stay in the background or my concentration's shot. I can either listen to music or write, not both.

Obviously all writers are different. They write different things for different genres and different ages. The music thing is just something rather random that I'm envious of. I think it sounds so neat.

Maybe I should just make myself a mix for each book and listen to it when I'm not writing. It's not really the same, but you gotta take what you can get.