FRIDAY?! Did we even have a Thursday?

Ack! Today is Friday! How did this week go so quickly?

Anways, here’s the scoop: I completed sixteen short stories/songs/poems/plays, and I started two novelettes (each in three parts) for the whole Write Like You’re Alive challenge. So, grand total is twenty-two pieces. I’ll be in the anthology, so HOORAY!

Camp NaNo = Bust. Ending at 6k. BUT I’ve gone back and have been revising. I’m almost to a major problem scene, so looking forward to taking care of that.

35,000 words written this month 😀 *beams*

And new shiny projects are distracting me. I’ve been dreaming about them, darnit.

Creative writing group starts up again next week. I *think* I’m prepared. Rawr.

Must dash!

Keep your pen on the page,
Beth

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I Snorted V8 – Oops

This writer’s journey is a long one, innit? I’ve had a bit of a rough week and week’s end…but I won’t bore y’all with details. It may have involved juice and my sinuses and an accidental snorting, but yeah.

The good news is…I GOT BITTEN! :-O

…by two plot bunnies. I really need to have these things Bob Barker-ed. See, a concept just struck me before bed (the idea involves people with special abilities in a unique setting.) Then I went to sleep and dreamt vividly, and that is where the second idea came from.

I’m quite stoked about the second one, because it is set in Ireland 🙂

So, that’s the good that’s been happening. Sorry for the late post. In reading news, if you want a good Steampunk romance, Christopher Hoare of Tyche Books has an excellent series. The first books is called Steam and Stratagem. The one after that is Spies and Subterfuge. The last one (which I haven’t gotten to yet) is Scandal and Secrets. Yes, you have to read them in order.

Keep your pen on the page,
Beth

Progress? What Progress?

Okay, okay, so that ^ title is a little melodramatic. I’ve written over 26,000 words so far this month, but only 6,000 of them are for Camp NaNoWriMo. My goal for Camp NaNo? 30,000. I will have to up my game, continuing to write a short story/flash fic/poem/song each day, 500 words minimum on the novelette, and around 1,400 words per day on the novel in order to chew and swallow all I have bitten off.

Talk about indigestion!

But I’ve survived this far. I can make it the rest of the way…right?

RIGHT?!?!?!?!?!?

*voice echoes into the void*

*sigh*

And I need to do laundry. Desperately. (Don’t stand to close to me right now; you’ll regret it.)

Keep your pen on the page,
Beth

P.S. Send caffeine.

Nuts

As you read this, it has been one week since the beginning of the Madness. For one week, I have been writing my butt off. And it is hard to sit without a butt. Yes, it’s actually Saturday night as I write this post for the next week, one day since the starting gun, and my brain’s already turned on me.

Here is what’s on the schedule (imagine me affecting an English accent. Schedule. Shedge-wool):

First ten days of July: write 1 short story based on Sherlock Holmes lore (for Write Like You’re Alive), write 1,000 words on novel (for Camp NaNoWriMo), and write at least 500 words on novelette (also for WLYA.)

Next ten days of July: all the same, except for the short stories, which will be based on the Pride and Prejudice universe.

Next ten days after that: all the same, except for the short stories, which will all be original.

And for that single last day of July, I will attempt to finish up my novelette/novella/whatever I have, edit a few things, and Voila!

So, okay, there you go. My month in a nutshell. And you all know what’s in a nutshell: Me.

Keep your pen on the page,
Beth

Forget March: JULY Madness

So, I’ve gotten myself into a tight spot. Thirty-one days, 30,000 words…and thirty-one short stories or flash fics. Starting TODAY. RAWR. I am woman hear me…screaming in panic and running around like a headless chicken.

It’s like regular NaNoWriMo, but with thirty-two plots, thirty-one of them having to fit together somehow, and the one having to…be written. Yeah. That. Oh, and my nephew enters the world in a few weeks.

If this blog goes dark, don’t say you don’t know why.

Keep your pen on the page, pray for me, and listen to Jimmy Fallon sing like David Bowie-ish,
Beth