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Ma went back into the hospital on Friday night. I'm of the (correct) assumption there is going to be a lot of this in and out with hospitals which is why I didn't furiously post about how much I was freaking out on Friday. While Mom is still in the hospital, she is in there because they will (rightly) not release her till the shingles rash has healed. She's also getting a CAT scan on her lungs to see how the tumors are progressing. The nurses are being SUPER awesome and keeping me in the loop. I need to get them candy. XD

On the subject of money, I have decided I am going to close my Etsy store. Not right NOW but in the future when I own website has more traffic (meaning I can update it regularly). I'm working on having my own storefront of stories to sell, which will take time, but that got me thinking: If I'm going to have a storefront to sell my stories, why can't I sell my needlework there, too!? I'm already paying for a domain and hosting so there's no sense in me paying Etsy fees on top of that and making the CEO of Etsy rich while I don't sell a thing. It would also give me the option of listing needlework when I darn well please and not have to worry about my shop standing empty or items expiring. I'll still shop at Etsy because I believe it's important to support handmade and indie artists and authors but I think I'd save money selling on my own. :/

Like I said, I don't plan on doing this anytime soon. I have plenty of items there to keep the store presentable and there's a bunch of legal stuff I have to do to close the Etsy store and set up my own site as a real business so I can pay my taxes and all that good stuff. I am WAY too cute to go to jail for tax evasion. 0.0 But I think this would be MUCH more cost effective for me and allow me to focus on my writing with less guilt about ignoring the 50 other hobbies I have. XD

I'll be making this transition very slowly as I need to concentrate on getting as many short stories up to sell as possible. Think I can join the Million Club? I sure as hell am gonna try. XD One crazyassed story at a time. ;)
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Yeah, I've been out of it and trying to catch up. Ma went back into the hospital a couple of days ago so I've been understandably scatterbrained.

I'll be working my way around trying to play catch up but it'll be slow going. I need to prepare for Ma to come home. The house is just not the same without her.

We don't have any plans today other than to get things clean and practice driving some more. I'm getting better at it! :D I also need to drop by the hospital to give Ma a few things.

I haven't been sleeping well but I have been writing. I've decided to throw my energy into getting as many short stories written to sell as possible. I need the money, plain and simple.

Better get on it. I have tons to do!
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Most of the time, I think I should be spending my time writing rather than reading about writing. Wouldn't my time be better spent honing my craft than reading the words of someone who's already done it? In this case it's a good thing I ignored my own advice because I would have been denied the mental TNT that is Zen in the Art of Writing by Ray Bradbury.

I plan to buy a copy of my own to deface with a highlighter, but wow... I was alternately cowed and inspired. While I don't care much for word association, what I took away from this book is:

1: I am not alone in my fierce need to write. It's write or die a miserable, uncreative death choking on the words which should have been put to paper.

and 2: I will never, EVER be anywhere as good as Bradbury; who wrote most of these inspiring essays before I was even born. 0.0

After giving it a great deal of thought, I've decided that in all honesty, I shouldn't try to be like Bradbury. I shouldn't try to be like anyone and in doing so, I would have missed the entire point of Bradbury's book.

Bradbury went into great detail about how, when he was young, his "friends" would try and talk him out of his favorite comics and I can recall getting the same treatment. Especially since I was a girl. "Girls are not supposed to read X-Men." "Comics are for boys. Here, take this Barbie instead."

You know what I did with those Barbies? I played X-Men with them. Endless visits to the Hellfire Club got repetitive (what else was I supposed to do with all those gowns!?) and Cyclops was now a Black woman (not many "Ken" dolls) but I didn't care. I LOVED it. I loved comics, I loved fantasy, I thought the Crypt Keeper was a genius, and that the Twilight Zone was a temple in which Rod Sterling should be worshiped. As a teenager, Lady Death and Evil Ernie taught me that you can do any damn thing you want when you write and draw and to tell those girls who called you a lesbian for drawing women in superhero uniforms to fucking suck it. Yes, that really happened. The lesbian part, not the actual telling them to suck it. I just looked at them like they were morons and went on with my life.

What does all that senseless rambling mean? I don't need to try and be like Bradbury. I already am by virtue of being myself and having no fear. You can't write if you have fear. Am I scared that someone will come up to me and say my book sucked so hard, they wanted to pour bleach in their eyes? Sure. But in that moment when you put pen to paper and you are at the mercy of characters, pouring your soul out on to the page, you are making magic. Let it take you.
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Every once in a while, I draw something too cute to keep to myself. So I'm sharing it. XD

Here's a link to my Zazzle shop for ATQM. I'll be adding to it periodically but for now, there's a bunch of merchandise featuring my Vampire Cupcake. I sketched him out and [livejournal.com profile] nocturnian did the coloring for me. See her Zazzle store here.

So, there's one of my goals or 2011 right there: open a Zazzle shop. I am entirely too pleased with this and I'm doing my level best not to buy anything.

On the writing front, I'm still working on that thriller entry. I had a great idea which is germinating in my brainmeats. Today, I seem to have Gods in the Grey City and Greenhouse beating on each other for attention. I'll probably work on them both just to make sure they don't kill one another. XD

As you can see, it's been very busy in Lenni's brain. I also owe you guys a review of Peach Girl, which I finished watching last night. I'll get to that. Promise. ;)
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I've been poking around the free fiction movement for some time; various authors who for some reason or another put all their work online for free. Where once I wanted to put DH up for free, I would like to see people purchase copies. But my short fiction is and will continue to be online for free.

In order for it to get found and read, I submitted Djinn to an online archive and it was accepted! :D I've submitted Julian and Dahlia as well and I'm just waiting to hear back. ^_^

Other than that, life has been insane, I'm bone tired, and I've been lucky to be able to string a sentence together in any form. @_@ I am just exhausted but I knew October would kick my ass. *shrugs* But it will pay off in the end. Hell, it'll pay off this week! XD Lenni's not gonna starve. That's always a good thing. ^_^
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Tis October so the familiar rumblings of NaNoWriMo are upon us again. Let me succinctly sum up my feelings on this matter: I'm not doing that crazy shit again!!! I did it last year and not only did I NOT make the word count, the words I DID write were utter crap! There is something to be said, as loudly and often as possible, for quality over quantity. I started the Dreamhunter sequel during it and looking back on what was written, there is SO much work that needs to be done to it which would have been avoided if I would have just taken my time and done it correctly. This includes entire scenes which were left out because I was straining for a damn word count. A complete and utter waste of an entire month.

While it is an admirable goal for me to try and finish a novel in less than 8 years (that's how long it took DH to be officially completed), that is not the way to go. So it takes awhile. You, as well as me, will just have to live with that.

This is not to say I have no plans for November. Quite the opposite, actually. For that month, I will be taking a break from both my novels to see how many short stories I can complete in a month's time. Not typed and clean, just start to finish, under 100 pages or so. Perhaps one will be the spring board to another novel? Crap, I hope not. I've got about 10 in here... *knocks head* But I need practice in keeping things short. That's what I want to learn from this. ^_^
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Mr. Von Kannon, one of my followers on Twitter, asked me to read one of his stories which is available on Amazon called "Chasing His Own Tale" because I am so super amazing and awesome I happened to be around. ;) As a writer, I totally get the theme of having to battle with your characters, or listen to them battle each other, to get pen to paper in a productive manner. But many a bitchy journal entry I've written over the years can't compare with the humor with which Mr. Kannon captures his Muse, Hero, and Enchantress. In between chuckles I found myself saying more often that not "Hey! I know how that feels!"

I will be looking out for more of Kannon's work in the future cause if it's even half as funny, it's well worth it. ^_^ It's really cute and I will be reading it again.
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Wednesdays are my usual late nights where I work at the library from 1-9pm, leaving the mornings to get various errands done or simply gird my loins for the long night. This week was a trip to the pediatrician to have the doc take a look at my coughing, runny nosed kid. We get to the office and don't have to wait long, which is good because me and Penny have a similar attention span only a different taste in toys, and all the doctor has to do is LOOK at her and she starts screaming her head off. 0.0

My monkeygirl was warned ahead of time that there would be no shots this visit, that since she was sick, we were going to the doctor to make her better. She understood and was glad she was going. But once he was in front of her, we had to hold her down just so he could check her throat. You'd think we were torturing her the way she screamed!

On the upside? No strep throat.

The doctor sent me home with instructions to get her Dimatapp which said expressly on the label not to give to any kid under 6. I decided not to take the chance, given the HUGE Tylenol recall, and opted for a medicine for kids 2 and up. After the Tylenol thing, I just don't trust over the counter medications for my kid. Me? I'm old. I can take the punishment. There's still hope for my monkeygirl, so I'm not taking the chance.

I've been writing pretty steadily and reading here and there. I'm almost done with "American Woman in the Chinese Hat" which is sad but very good. I also finished a short story; "Chasing His Own Tale" by Marc Vun Kannon. It's a really cute story which I will review in full tomorrow (since I don't have it in front of me now). I met him on Twitter. W00t to social networking!! :D It'd be cool if he read my stuff, too, but I'm not gonna hassle him. No sense being a whiner about it, ya know?

These days, I've been working alternately on "Go Away Girls" and "Greenhouse." See that hotlink there? First chapter of "Girls" went up on Sunday. Go. Read. Discuss. Then eat a cookie. :)

I return!

Aug. 31st, 2010 11:54 am
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Back at dayjob from a nice vacation to a desk piled high with work. YAY!

That's right, I said "yay." Taking a break from work is all well and good but I am not the type to stay at home all the time. I will go insane. I did very much enjoy spending quality time with my kiddo. She can really tweak the guilt when she puts her mind to it. "I don't want you to go back to work ever, ever again." She tells me. A quick explanation if how exactly those shiny shoes that are just like Dorothy's, came to be in our home and subsequently on her feet, and it was acceptable for me to work. Yah know, as long as I've got her permission and all. ;)

Other than playing with her I worked out. A LOT. More accurately, my kiddo worked out with me. I am finally noticing a difference in how I look and feel and how my clothes fit. I am very much looking forward to Samhain this year. I can't wait to actually be able to dress up with my kid and not feel like a bloated hog crammed into some lycra monstrosity. >_< Anywayz, the P90x I'm using to workout works. It works very well. It hurts like you wouldn't believe, I can barely keep up, and I have to modify the hell out of some of the workouts because I have bad knees, but it works. It warns against people who are not fit doing it but since I seem to enjoy punishment, I jumped right in. Don't be like me.

Right now I am reading Anne Rice's Sleeping Beauty Trilogy. Uhhmmm... I'm gonna withhold my full judgment till I'm completely done with the series (I'm midway through the third one now, they're fast reads) but I'll say first off I find the lack of consent completely disturbing. I understand what it means to be a complete slave but these are young men and women given to the royal court by their parents who have no option at all to say "Gee, I don't think I enjoy being raped in to submission by the kitchen staff. I think I'd like to go home." Just... Wow.

These days, I'm back to working on "Greenhouse." Better get back to it then! :D
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I LOVE Jeff Somers' books. I got lucky enough to meet him quite by chance at NY Comic Con last year when I had no clue what he looked like. The exchange went something like this:

Me (with fangirlish glee): YOU wrote The Electric Church!!
Mr. Somers (in fear and quite ready to flee from me): Yeeesss...
Me: I LOVE that book!!
Mr. Somers (in very obvious relief): Oh, thank you. That's great! Here, let me sign that copy for you.

And he did.

This is relevant because I wanted to share this video when Mr. Somers responds to an question about his writing process (which is a question I am often asked and think he has the best response):

I really enjoy what he says about word counts and having the best intentions for the day. I'm not giving up on my word goals but I'm not going to be as hard on myself if I don't quite make it. But I'm sticking to my guns about cheap RED wine and not cheap white wine. White wine feels like nail polish remover on my tongue.

No, I have not deliberately tasted nail polish remover. I just stupidly put my finger near my mouth after cleaning off my nails.

Now, I'm not sure who's luckier: Him, who get's to write all day, or me, who get's to see all these awesome books coming into the library all day and write whenever there's a quiet moment to be had... I think I have to say me cause my job sends me to conventions and expos where I get advance copies of certain crazy author's books. XD

For this week's shortie? A snippet from the Dreamhunter sequel, Greenhouse:

Raquel smiled. "You don't know what love feels like, huh?"
"Right to the point as always." Darjeeling grumbled, her cheeks turning the red that was once her hair.
"It's warm." Raquel held her friend's chin in one hand while applying muddy gel to Darjeeling's eyebrows with the other. "You feel an overwhelming warmth when you look at them. You start to see them as brand new again, like they're a fabulous stranger. If you don't see them, it shocks you to your core." She smirked at Darjeeling's bewildered expression." Sound familiar?"


Now, I'm off to do whatever I can while I'm at Dayjob. Tomorrow is Get New Shoes For Monkeygirl and Work On Website day. This clueless author finally figured out what was wrong with the root directory that was making the old page come up instead of the new one. Lookit me, lernin shit.

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