Fight for the Throne

Wake up thinking there is something amiss. Something isn’t quite right. Brain a little foggy so it  doesn’t quite make sense, you just know something is off.

Then it hits you. You need to get to the bathroom as quickly as possible. Only now you realize you are tangled in a sheet and blankets. Yes, damn it, two. A lighter one between the sheet and the ginormous comforter, but the lighter one is wrapped around one of your shins and the sheet around the other and you are struggling to throw off the ginormous comforter to get to the two shackles that are restraining you from putting feet to floor.

Then the whollop of the comforter hits you back in the face as your partner in sleep exits as quickly as you so intended and dashes to the bathroom with the speed you wished was you. The door slams shut but you can still hear through the closed door the sounds of The Ick.

With a sad sigh you slow your maneuvering down to try to prolong your will power to hold within that which is striving to exit your body in a most unladylike fashion. Just as you remove your restraints and are freed from the sheets, the door to the bathroom across the hall from the bedroom door in front of you opens.

Not a second too soon you dash to the now empty throne, shoving your spouse quickly out of the way not caring if you sent your beloved tumbling backwards into the tub/shower. And so the jockeying for the porcelain reign begins.

Well, it wasn’t exactly like that. We were blessed with good timing for a couple of days, you could say we ruled in time with one another, thankfully. Though there were a few close calls.  

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Whats In Your Future?

Mine is  .  .  . under-construction. Sure, we all have aspects of our futures we are working towards, but we all have some amount of unforeseeable future that we can’t fully plan ahead for. This year has been full of some of that for me, and there has been some last minute events that popped up on my horizon the last half of 2017.

In May I hope to have some guest bloggers lending me some posts that you might not be familiar with. I have a really full schedule for the whole month, and I wanted to make sure that you had something new and interesting to distract you from my absence.

Then in June, I hope to be back up to speed —tell you all about how the publishing process is coming on Sinister,  plus some other things that are currently in the trial and error process that you might find interesting.

One comment I am going to make here, I have tried to learn from other bloggers. Some are more approachable than others. I try to give those that aren’t some slack (they have stressors that I know nothing about), but if you ever catch me being a “big-ike,” call me on it.(If you are thinking about blogging and have questions, feel free to ask. If I don’t know the answer, but know someone who does or where you might find it, I will point you in that direction. )

Not quite ready to reveal a lot of what is going on behind the scene, mainly because I know how quickly things can change and in the midst of change, there are usually some tiny fires that have to be put out before they become out of control. You have had those moments, I bet.

Already this year I have made three trips. Yes, three, and two of them were in February. Talk about a year of adventure! I didn’t realize when I decided to look upon 2018 as an adventure that it would be a literal perspective!

I wanted to get some photos and posts about the trips up this month, but between them and what was already on my plate, that intent seemed to stay at the bottom of the list. Sound familiar?

While I am showing off some friends, getting those posts pulled together will be a little higher in the priority stack. Hope that makes up for what appears to be a flakey existence.

J

 

Questions

Got a few questions for you. This is not a well thought out poll, but rather a spur of the moment curiosity. So, if you don’t mind, would you please answer some of these? And if you have a thought, suggestion or comment, please leave it below?

That is it for now, maybe more will come in order to make some decisions regarding the blogs. Sure do appreciate your help with some feedback to help me think this through and make good decisions for us both.

Have a great Tuesday!

J

Brainstorm

*I am running out of fresh, interesting posts to write. So because made a commitment to making a post a day, this post is running garbled gunk that came out of my brain down my behind my ears, bumped its way from just below my earlobes, around my neck like a twirling golfball in the cup, splitting in half and slipping down either of my shoulders, stopping at my rotator cup like a ski jumper, to knock into my funny bone before sliding to my wrists and bump out my finger tips onto the keys. 

 

The “Spring,” and I use that term loosely, is really starting to annoy me. My feet are freezing. The heavy blankets on the bed are annoying because between kicking them off and waking in the middle of the night to get up and find them at the foot on the floor when I wake cold.

Then there is a few research projects bugging me because they are still ongoing and by my expectations they should have been completed by now. Toss in a few newly inspired projects that I want to start on yesterday, but being the responsible business person that I am (hey, no snickering!), won’t see time for my attention until next month or later.

And, AND, I just tried to pad this post with frivolous description that served no real purpose.

Briefly discussed with my husband the storyline on a soap-opera, relaying the last year of storyline developments that he may or may not remember since his last vacation. I wish I could say that this interruption of my day for a soap was a reward for keeping on track for the day, but it isn’t.

It is a reminder of childhood and time with my mom and grandmother. Their soaps, a little snack to keep me quiet, and their indulgence. Good memories! As I grew up they were nap time for my kids, and sometimes myself as well. (Still sometimes I fall asleep during it now.)

For those persnickety readers, this post has been about absolutely nothing. No point, no beginning, middle or end. No point to be made, no discovery.  Mostly complaint, whining and a little feelies over my childhood; a filler post.

Thanks for reading!

J.

The End Is Near

Six more days of daily blogging left for the month. It has been . . . busy. Has it helped me get back into the habit of writing on a daily basis? Honest answer? I don’t know.

I won’t know until April is over and I can assess whether or not I am writing as much as I did in March. Thirty one days, when it is over and a minimum of three hundred words a day. Not all of those words were on the same subject, a story. But, that wasn’t the point.

Carving out the time to sit still and write was. In the middle of life that is busy and ever changing. Making something like a three hundred words on the screen before I could call it and get all the other responsibilities handled in my day was an old habit that needed to be resurrected.

That wasn’t the only habit I was breathing life back into, the other was reading. My habit of morning reading topics covering business motivation, research, information, being a writer, studying writing, publishing business, and self publishing business. A way to focus my day and self motivated at the top of the morning.

Another reading habit that goes back as far elementary, one that began over one summer was reading before going to sleep. By sixth grade I was up to reading an entire Nancy Drew (the hardback with the yellow spine) in one day. Start a new one every morning with breakfast and then as much as possible laying on the linoleum floor underneath the window air conditioner when the day got to hot playing outside. Then after supper and bath, zoned out between the pages with the tv white noise of my parents choosing. Finishing the story behind my closed bedroom door so my mother wouldn’t see the light from my room up past bedtime. A few stories were finished with a flashlight under the covers. (Mom or Dad one had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night and realized I was still awake (DRATZ!). Evening reading is for fun.

The next seven months will be the best judge of whether or not this habit building project was successful. Will Sinister be self pub’d in October? Let’s freaking hope so!

Cleaning Out The Closet

The writing closet that is. Actually it isn’t a closet, but a thumb drive where all beginnings of short stories are stored — rough drafts, outlines, thoughts, any concept of a possible story. Going through it to find anything that will a decent story for here, the blog.

Similarly something this week went up on the pen for children’s  blog of mine. Granted, it was an idea that hadn’t been followed through on due self consciousness.

I know that I am more inclined to pay for fiction when I  know I enjoy the how the writer writes. Despite others recommendations, checking out a library book before plunking down cash is how I find new authors. That or I stand blocking a row of books in the store reading a least a few pages before I buy. That is drinking the milk before buying the cow.

Love it when any form of electronic book allows me to read or listen before as well. One of the reasons I like to make the settings for mine so that you can see how my tales read before you spend your money on mine.

Besides cleaning out the thumb drive, some time was spent thinking about what I can do to meet more readers. It isn’t like I can walk up to everyone I meet with a book in one hand and the other held out empty for payment. Nope, it doesn’t work that way. I don’t like that when someone does me that way.

One of the reasons I started this blog, to give readers a way to read before they buy. Now, with electronics and media forms changing and growing, maybe I need to look at audio as well as digital books.

My first children’s book is out on audibles. So maybe I need to do something along that lines with my first grown up fiction.

Building a readership is not easy.

Thank you for reading!

J.

Daily Writing

Do you do that? Write daily? Whether it is an emotional mind-sweep in the morning (ala Julia Cameron’s minimum three pages) or some other guideline of writing, do you?

This month long daily blogging thing is really draining me. I have been looking at drafted posts that never saw the light of day until now. Dug up a notebook from two years ago I jotted inspired potential blog posts in the midst of life.

Hmm, there is a lesson in there. Gonna let that little tiny magical moment just sit there.

When I was feeling really unmotivated, a little 365 book of writing prompts was purchased. Before I returned home, there were ideas and a storyline started. The book? Found it last week. It needs to move from the drawer I found it in to my favorite work space.

One thing I took away from Pinckney Benedict’s writing course was — you can always use writing exercises to prime the pump. That and practice, practice, practice.

My greatest weakness is grammar, spelling, sentence structure, etc. Good news, that is what editing is all about. That practice doing thing, it applies to editing as well. They are all skills.

Like the pitcher that stands out in a field aiming balls into a milk crate mounted in the strike zone of an imaginary batter, practice. That thing that great free-throw ball players do before and after practice with the team ends, practice. They make time for practice.

Practice.

This is practice.

Thank you for stopping by to read a word or two. Grateful if you stuck and read it all, Kudos if you have kept coming back.

It has me brainstorming about this blog, its purpose and what to do with it in the future. What do you think? Anyone got any ideas? Comment away, please?

Me, Being Mom

 

***The eldest is doing a podcast with his buds. (They need script submissions.) The premise of the show is reading a script cold. Tongues get twisted, and some vulgar language (warning), and cursing, spontaneously spew out, if that offends, don’t even.

Out of the first six episodes four have additional guest voices.

  • Episode 3 — Ryan Hartley
  •  Episode 5— Noelle Fabian Dragon
  •  Episode 6 —Sophie Hard

Harley along with writing, also reads along with the guys. The ladies lend their voices a trilogy.

The scripts have been a range of stories behind them from end of the world Cheech and Chong style story to mystery. The primary script writer to date is Joey Skaggs, also performs. Joey keeps asking for others to send in their script (email them to bigkidstudios15@gmail.com )

Collin Buckingham, as they say, runs the levers and knobs. For people like me, it means he is the sound guy. The quietest of the four, is the sound guy. Is that how that works? Nice work on the levers and knobs, Collin.

Adario Mercadante, a comedian who also has some acting chops. He is the comic relief. Rumors about that sometime ago he may have swallowed an old Jewish lady, and don’t ride a bicycle under the influence anywhere near where he is driving.

Michael Kolb, is my offspring. Despite all the time sitting in front of a mike to do the show he has kept his podcast bod in shape. Michael is the best eldest son a mom could have. He is my biggest supporter, so duh, I am trying to be his.

The final in the three parter will be out next Monday, March 26, 2018. Ragged Rock is a trilogy about a town, doppelgängers and dead bodies. That’s all I am going to tell you about it. You just need to go listen.

Listen, like, share, leave 5 star reviews. Help a mom out here, don’t want them all moving back home.

The show is open to performing submitted scripts. Write a script and submit. Email to bigkidstudios15@gmail.com

Listen to the podcast

They are everywhere.

*** The Patreon account they have a Private Script Read Reward that gives you a straight script read. They will read with no cut ups, mistakes or fart jokes. Sounds like a good deal.

What

What? It is, what it is.  I am not looking back, but forward. There is a lot of work ahead for 2018. I am down to seven months before I release my first grown up fiction. (Cross your fingers.)

I started self publishing children’s fiction because, well, I made a promise. And I am keeping it. But. My heart isn’t in it at the moment. The whole time I have been working on the two in print, and one or two that are in research and what I like to call brainstorming time, my heart has gone back to my first love.

An eclectic story telling that runs the gamut of many genres. That whole genre/style/categorizing aspect is one I have to work on. I nuzzle up to one and then another, not really sticking with one— but I know I have to so that I can have an approach to marketing the stories as they are finished.

There has been a distinct shift in my perspective about writing and business. A good shift that has given me the distance. I may have a loose handle on the writing process, but the business side up to now has been total chaos. Hoping the changes in my approach to marketing and my perspective to paying gigs gets an adjustment.

Anyone want to share their blog or experience at this next stage? Going from a finished product to getting your work in front of the eyes of a reader? Go for it. Suggests away.

 

 

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