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lydamorehouseIf I'm not keeping up here, it's because I'm falling behind in real-life (tm).
First of all, I know it's Tuesday all ready, but I have to tell you about my weekend. It was awesome. Mason decided that he'd really like to have a read-a-thon. It was not difficult for him to convince his two moms that it would be really lovely to spend the day in bed reading (or, in my case, writing,) only getting up for necessities and the ocassional video game. I spent the entire day working on a proposal for a new adult series for Tate -- I'm trying to have a couple to give to my agent so my editor will have a lot of varied options to choose from (and hopefully like one of them). For a snack we had popcorn and soda... in bed! How incredibly decadant and wonderful was that??
Sunday we were supposed to have a friend over for dinner, but Shawn was starting to catch cold (not awesome.) BUT, we ended up inviting our nephew Jon over for porkchops and fried potatoes and he stayed until midnight talking about STAR WARS (and the original Star Trek series which he just finished watching.) Once again... awesome.
But then Monday hit hard.
Like I posted on Facebook it was a "Monday... with benefits" (of being screwed.) I got into "the office" (Amore Coffee) to an e-amil from my editor. We've been going back and forth on a scene in Tate's upcoming young adult book and it was clear that I was going to loose my battle... but for the right reasons. Initially, I was really pissed about it. BUT, after a great phone call with my editor, in the end, I realized that my editor was right, and that we were really fighting over two different things. Her issue: the scene didn't work with the characters. My issue: it was funny and I didn't want to loose that. In the end, I realized I could make it funny AND accomodate her issues about the characters.
But it was hard getting there, you know?
Plus, I was feeling a lot of pressure. The time is running out on the RESURRECTION CODE deadline. I think I'm going to make it, but with the time lost doing Tate's stuff I was feeling panicky. PLUS, I got the email that could expect readers' proofs for HONEYMOON OF THE DEAD and I was about ready to scream.
But I did what I often do in these kinds of situations... I talked to Shawn. In the course of explaining everything to her I realized how much I sounded like a big, fat whiner. I have a LOT of work. This is a good... no, incredible thing -- especially in these economic times. "May you live in interesting times," is the curse, right? Well, I realized that for me, it was: "May you have too many books to write."
Sure, it sucks, but it's a good kind of sucking.
But so I've been doing a lot of writing related things. I ended up last night staying up late working on the prequel because I'd spent the day revising that scene for my editor (as well as tightening up a few other bits.) I brought along my readers' proofs to the coffee shop, but I think, instead, I'll work on those tonight. Today is for the prequel. Tomorrow I'll review my proposal and get started on the next one. Anyway, the point was that yesterday I feeling "overwhelmed by the belly," (to make an obscure Spain the Cat referrence) but today I'm feeling energized.
Oh, head's up to all y'all... I'm not going to WisCON this year. We were kind of tardy with the hotel reservation stuff, and the governor's suites are all booked. Also, since RESURRECTION CODE won't come out until next year/late this year, I really don't have a good writing reason to go. (Admit it, WisCON is *not* Tate friendly). Plus, Shawn and I are still trying to make WisCON work for us as a couple. It originally was a selling point to my non-fan partner because it was a weekend were were could drop Mason off at the grandfolks and sneak off to a hotel for "us time." But, in reality, we discovered that's not how it works. I end up feeling pulled between hanging out with my SF friends and wanting be with Shawn. Shawn often ends up alone, which isn't what she signed up for. People always wonder where the hell I've been all con. And I end up feeling like I get the worst of both worlds instead of the best. I think there's a solution to this, but we haven't really had the time to put our heads together about it. Hopefully, next year in Madison!
First of all, I know it's Tuesday all ready, but I have to tell you about my weekend. It was awesome. Mason decided that he'd really like to have a read-a-thon. It was not difficult for him to convince his two moms that it would be really lovely to spend the day in bed reading (or, in my case, writing,) only getting up for necessities and the ocassional video game. I spent the entire day working on a proposal for a new adult series for Tate -- I'm trying to have a couple to give to my agent so my editor will have a lot of varied options to choose from (and hopefully like one of them). For a snack we had popcorn and soda... in bed! How incredibly decadant and wonderful was that??
Sunday we were supposed to have a friend over for dinner, but Shawn was starting to catch cold (not awesome.) BUT, we ended up inviting our nephew Jon over for porkchops and fried potatoes and he stayed until midnight talking about STAR WARS (and the original Star Trek series which he just finished watching.) Once again... awesome.
But then Monday hit hard.
Like I posted on Facebook it was a "Monday... with benefits" (of being screwed.) I got into "the office" (Amore Coffee) to an e-amil from my editor. We've been going back and forth on a scene in Tate's upcoming young adult book and it was clear that I was going to loose my battle... but for the right reasons. Initially, I was really pissed about it. BUT, after a great phone call with my editor, in the end, I realized that my editor was right, and that we were really fighting over two different things. Her issue: the scene didn't work with the characters. My issue: it was funny and I didn't want to loose that. In the end, I realized I could make it funny AND accomodate her issues about the characters.
But it was hard getting there, you know?
Plus, I was feeling a lot of pressure. The time is running out on the RESURRECTION CODE deadline. I think I'm going to make it, but with the time lost doing Tate's stuff I was feeling panicky. PLUS, I got the email that could expect readers' proofs for HONEYMOON OF THE DEAD and I was about ready to scream.
But I did what I often do in these kinds of situations... I talked to Shawn. In the course of explaining everything to her I realized how much I sounded like a big, fat whiner. I have a LOT of work. This is a good... no, incredible thing -- especially in these economic times. "May you live in interesting times," is the curse, right? Well, I realized that for me, it was: "May you have too many books to write."
Sure, it sucks, but it's a good kind of sucking.
But so I've been doing a lot of writing related things. I ended up last night staying up late working on the prequel because I'd spent the day revising that scene for my editor (as well as tightening up a few other bits.) I brought along my readers' proofs to the coffee shop, but I think, instead, I'll work on those tonight. Today is for the prequel. Tomorrow I'll review my proposal and get started on the next one. Anyway, the point was that yesterday I feeling "overwhelmed by the belly," (to make an obscure Spain the Cat referrence) but today I'm feeling energized.
Oh, head's up to all y'all... I'm not going to WisCON this year. We were kind of tardy with the hotel reservation stuff, and the governor's suites are all booked. Also, since RESURRECTION CODE won't come out until next year/late this year, I really don't have a good writing reason to go. (Admit it, WisCON is *not* Tate friendly). Plus, Shawn and I are still trying to make WisCON work for us as a couple. It originally was a selling point to my non-fan partner because it was a weekend were were could drop Mason off at the grandfolks and sneak off to a hotel for "us time." But, in reality, we discovered that's not how it works. I end up feeling pulled between hanging out with my SF friends and wanting be with Shawn. Shawn often ends up alone, which isn't what she signed up for. People always wonder where the hell I've been all con. And I end up feeling like I get the worst of both worlds instead of the best. I think there's a solution to this, but we haven't really had the time to put our heads together about it. Hopefully, next year in Madison!
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