Morning chaps! I was sitting, sipping my coffee and thought, I should have a discussion with my blog peeps. (The kids still say ‘peeps’ right?) I’ve been slow in my reading, having left the book I’m currently working on at work over the past weekend, so I felt the desire to be chatty.
Many moons ago, I attempted to write a book, a YA post apocalyptic novel. I made it decently far in the process, but my grandfather (my inspiration to try to write) passed away and with the depression that followed, I stopped. I didn’t feel the urge to try again until the last couple of months. It’s no longer the same book, but I’m trying again.
I’m struggling more than I was the first time, but I’m being much more critical of myself this go around. I recently instated a new house rule, Wednesday nights and Saturdays I must work on the book for one hour minimum. If I keep going past that, excellent, but I was having a hard time finding the time to write. Inspiration isn’t so hard, especially after Ignited Moth and I have a writing meeting. (Yeah, we’ve formed our own cool little writers group.)
So my question is this, what writing tips (or encouraging tips in general) do you have to help someone along in the process? What have you struggled with yourself?
Woooooo! I did not mean to take a little mini blog vacation there. I’m still slowly chugging along on The Indifferent Stars Above and need to review my reread of Harry Potter BUT my dad is coming to town. Which means, lots of cleaning. That makes my house sound like a filthy mess but I assure you that’s not the case. Parents just have a way of finding that ONE thing you missed and pointing it out. I don’t think my dad does it on purpose, it’s almost always when discussing ways to renovate the house that something I missed pops up and frankly, I like a clean house when any guest comes to town. I like them to feel comfortable, at home and well fed, all thanks to my grandmother. She set the bar for hosting people and it is high.
As usual, it also coincides with a warm front making the yard a hot mess. Mud, mud everywhere. Especially on puppy paws every time they go out to do their business. So I clean, and I clean up again and curse the yard, several times a day.
I’m also willing to bet that my dad shows up sooner than expected. He gets excited and then shows up hours to days before planned.
Anywho, I should be back to my regularly scheduled activity soon but I’m going to soak up the father/daughter time because I don’t get enough of it with him living almost 4 hours away.
I woke up and logged into my little blog to find that I’ve hit 500 followers!
A big thank you to everyone who has taken the time to read my little corner of the blogosphere and provided entertaining conversations.
I was recently made a moderator on one of my Goodreads groups. New adventure time! I haven’t done much on it yet other than chatting with people but I’m having fun nonetheless and it makes me feel cool. 😛
If you would be interested in joining a sweet SF/F group and building your TBR pile along with getting the chance to ask some published authors questions about their books, leave me a comment and I’ll let you know the name of the group.
I stole this little beaut from the lovely The Shameful Narcissist. I really enjoy reviewing books so I thought a tag about how the writing happens would be fun. Plus, it’s been a very long time since I’ve done a tag of any sort. So I’m going to sit here, sipping my delicious coffee with strawberry cheesecake creamer and try not to give super grumpy answers since I’m not a real human until the coffee kicks in.
Where do you typically write your blog posts?
On my very comfortable sofa on the end with the chaise lounge. Usually covered in one or two dogs with the cat peeking over my shoulder from the back of the couch.
How long does it generally take you to write a book review?
I’ve never timed it before but I would guess about a half hour. Depends on my feelings about the book though. If I absolutely loved or hated it, I might bang it out quicker. If it was just meh, I might stare intently at the computer screen for a few minutes between each paragraph, trying to figure out what to say next.
Damn the person that spread this sickness to me! Ain’t nobody got time for that.
I currently have the head cold of the century (or at least it feels that way) and it’s seriously cramping my style. I have had so much do this past week and the bare minimum has been done. I did happen to knock out some comics though thanks to having zero initiative to read anything that requires more focus.
Tomorrow we’re throwing a 30th birthday party for my husband’s best friend and there is still so much to do. I love hosting parties though since we bought our house. (It’s already been almost a year since we closed, crazy!) I’ve probably pinned half a million party ideas on Pinterest and look forward to implementing so many of them. But, the next 36 hours is going to require so much more energy than I have. Time to drown myself in caffeine and PCP. (I kid.)
A wee bit unrelated but I spent the other day doing something to the blog that I should have done years ago. Creating tabs at the top of the pages to easily navigate different subjects on the blog. It looks so much better. Procrastination, I am Queen of it. (It also made me realize that there are several subjects I have been neglecting. I’ll work on fixing that…..eventually.)
I’ve only been averaging about a book a week but I’m okay with that considering just how busy life has been lately. You can follow me on Instagram here.
That’s right. I don’t just get a day, I get a week. Seriously. My birthday is Wednesday. My husband gave me my big birthday present this past Friday because he couldn’t wait. Today I get presents from my coworkers. Tomorrow from my uncle. Saturday, Ignited Moth’s sweet little behind will be at my house to finish off the birthday festivities.
My other big present is that my dad and uncle are coming to town to finish the unfinished room next to the master bedroom into a large walk-in closet for us. So with housework, work and company, I may be scarce this next week. I’ll pop in when I can with short posts and try to play catch up on everyone else’s blog next week.
Happy Easter one and all! Saturday officially ended Women’s History Month but I decided to wait a day for people to get in last minute submissions. I failed myself, to work in one last book review. My brain decided to have a serious case of ADD last night so I’m still working on the last 100 pages of Conspiracy of Ravens.
Imperial Rebel Ork threw another curve ball at me and featured my beloved Tank Girl!
Mostly True Stories of K. Renae P. collected her entire contributions into one helpful post. Be sure to check out each one as I learned about some awesome ladies I had never heard of before.
GamersUnitedGG featured a lovely little list of some female fronted video games. Samus Aran will always have a special place in my heart. Not because I’ve ever played a Metroid game, but because my husband who loves the games named our youngest dog after her. 😉
Below I am going to link every blog that contributed to this Women’s History Month celebration. You guys are some bad ass mother fuckers for helping a girl with her first blog event. Oooodles of thanks!
I am unapologetically stealing Drew @ The Tattooed Book Geek’s idea to confess his blogging sins. That boy is quite the sinner and we’re both unashamed assholes, so who better to inspire listing all the reasons why I’m kind of a prick?
I swear a lot. Although now that I’m thinking about it, I think I might not swear enough on the blog. IRL I could challenge sailors to a profanity duel.
2. Also like Drew, I don’t blog every day because….
3. I trash books I hate and I don’t feel bad about that. Not one shred of guilt here.
4. I think some of the publishing companies that give away ARCs on Netgalley have stupid rules. But I may not even match that rule, I’m just paranoid that I do and it’s holding me back from a book I really wanted.
4. Sometimes I pad posts with memes and/or gifs because me brain no worky right first thing the start of day.
5. This is my most guilty confession: if you mostly review romance novels, I do not follow you back. There is no way I’m ever going to read that review or have a single thing to say about it, so why pretend?
I can’t say that I feel cleansed now. I think I’m snuggling with all my sins because I’m completely okay with them.