As a romance writer you think that Valentines would be a great way to distract me. Nope. It's not that my husband isn't romantic and tried to distract me, but my husband doesn't wait for special occassions to be romantic or treat me to a nice dinner, roses and time alone. Yes, you can gag now.
As another day ticks away on my countdown clock (which, by the way still amazes me that I figured out) I look back to look forward. I've set the goal of reading an hour a day and thanks to First Grave on the Right, by Darynda Jones that's not a problem ... this week. In fact I've quite enjoyed her snarky character Charley and have to say I'm a little miffed. See I've been holding back for fear of rejection which I shouldn't have been doing. Oh sure she had to go through the Young Heart award to get a publisher, but I haven't done my normal stalker things and read her back story. For all I know that was the first place she submitted or it was the thousandth. I like the mystery of it all.
But back to her book, Chrysalis' second book is called The Beam and I haven't posted anything under WIPS not because it's not done, but my backside blurb would give away some of Chrysalis ... and like I said before, I like mystery. How 'bout you? Chrysalis is the love story it lays the foundation for the next three books. The Beam is one that is the comedy of the series. Sure it has battles, hard choices and even ... I'll save that for later. It's just strange that Beta readers and writers groups know all these rules. Wait they aren't published so why did I listen to them? Desperation I'll assume, and occasionally they do point out stuff that makes sense in my head, but then again I can hear the inflection of the voices in my head why can't they. Those who have broken the rules of writing tend to get published and make millions ... so now who do I listen too?
I'm snarky, so why do I censor my characters? I don't know? But stress increases my sarcasm ... and now we've come full circle like a Seinfield episode. Ahhhhhh ... to avoid stress of the wait I shall turn up the dial on my snarky witty retorts and I hope you all understand that sarcasm is the last bastion for ... oh who cares.
TWO MONTHS ...