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Come Together

ballerinaGood morning my darklings.  We must come together.  Pray to God, God or Goddess, Mother Nature, Jack Frost or any deity you choose and let’s stop the snow.  I would take it as a personal favor.  Really.  This is getting out of control.  My kids will be going to school into July at this point.  Even if you are someone who loves the snow, you must be getting tired of it by now.

And it’s really getting in the way of my editing.  Aside from shoveling feet of snow and ice, if I hear “Mommy can you play with me” one more time, I may lose what’s left of my mind.  I have to do an excellent job on my editing and it’s not my best thing.  Having my attention torn between that, the kids and a very pent-up big dog, things are going very slowly.  At this point slow is bad.  I want this book published about, umm, right now. lol  I’ve been working on it and waiting for this to happen for too long for things to get thrown off track by a bad winter.

So say a little prayer for me if you don’t mind.  I’d appreciate it. 🙂  My back would too.  I’m getting pretty tired of shoveling too. lol

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They Have Arrived!

happy fairyGood morning my darklings.  Today I write my post with my cigarette and a hot chocolate as celebration.  I’m also a chocoholic.  The edits from my publisher have arrived.  I’ve never been so excited to do editing.  Usually that’s my least favorite part, as I’m sure it is with most of you if you’re a writer.

The big thing is that I’m one step closer to my book being published.  That’s enough to give me that wonderful happy adrenaline rush that I so rarely get.  After I send the edits back, they’ll finalize it and I’ll get to approve the cover.  I can’t wait to see that.  My head is full of possibilities of what it might look like.  What it’s going to be like when the book finally comes out.  I’m sure it will be a lot different from the times I’ve had short stories published in anthologies.

I’m so happy that I didn’t listen to everyone who told me to just give it all up.  That I trusted my instincts and they were right.  Maybe this will give my muse the jolt she needs to shake off this horrid winter weather and get to work.  I feel like once I break through this last hurdle things will pick up and get better.  Let’s hope other people like the book too.  And buy lots of copies. lol

On My Own

muse witchGood morning my darklings.  I’ve had my coffee and am sitting here with a cigarette after staring at a blank screen way too early in the morning.  It seems I’m on my own.  My muse delivered some good ideas to start a story but then left me hanging.  That’s okay, though.  It’s been a while since I wrote anything, even a short story to submit somewhere.  I’m rusty.

Maybe she wasn’t sleeping.  Maybe she felt ignored and is teaching me a lesson.  I can’t rely completely on the magic of a muse to guide me.  Perhaps I need to rely on me.  We make our dreams come true by sitting at that computer and submitting to publishers and agents.  The muse has nothing to do with that.

I had an experience with a bad agent once and wasted years of my life being told there was hope and then that I’d been rejected.  A group of us left after we were fed up with waiting and being force-fed lies.  Now many of them are published and I’m part of the rest of them that are signed with publishers and getting first edits and on our way.  And we did it on our own.  Except, of course, for the support of each other.

So I guess the point I’ve learned and am trying to share is, don’t wait for it to happen.  You can do this on your own.

Emergence

emmergenceGood morning my darklings.  I know I’ve been gone for longer than usual but I’ve been having some writing issues and didn’t want anyone else have to endure my problem.  No one wants to read bad writing.  But I think I may have gotten through it, like a long, bad cold and I’m back with my coffee and cigarette ready to go.  🙂

That’s why I picked this picture of a fairy coming out of the water, eyes red with what I’ll call determination and titled this post emergence.  I’m coming out of a ton of pressure, ready to go again.

It doesn’t hurt that I heard from my publisher.  My book is next for the editor and they’re looking forward to selling my book.  It’ll be released in all e-book formats and regular book format.  The waiting to hear something after I signed the contract was killing me.  Patience is a virtue I lack.

Ideas are starting to come to me.  They’re rough but so are gems before they’re polished.  I’m reading again.  That’s how bad it was.  I didn’t even want to read a book.  It was too depressing that I wasn’t writing anything myself.

The good thing is my morbidity hasn’t left me.  I still love the dark and what lurks there.  So there’s plenty to work less.  Let’s hope my muse decides to give that big stretch and yawn and blesses my with a fresh flow of words.  Wish me luck.  🙂

And the Answer Is…

pink fairyGood morning my darklings.  I’ve found the answer to my sleeping situation: sleeping pills.  I slept almost all the way through last night and there was not one nightmare that I can remember.  Snoopy dance on that one. 🙂

Now once the morning cleaning is done, I can probably write without issue and gather the stuff I need for the few spells I’ve decided to do.  Mostly just wish spells but since the Blood Moon is also known as the Shedding Moon, I have one special spell to do for a friend to get rid of someone.  This is not an evil spell.  Just one to get someone to go away.  I don’t do evil.  I have enough bad luck in my life, I don’t need to add anything bad to my Karma level.

So now I can prepare for Halloween.  Write again.  And maybe keep up on the blogging which I’m terrible at doing.  I either do a blog a day or nothing at all for weeks at a time.  I’m all or nothing.  It’s very hard to find a happy medium.  But with sleep, I could maybe work on that too.  🙂

Nightmares Following Me

witch and devilGood morning my lovelies.  I haven’t been writing as much as I’d like but what little sleep I do get now has been troubled by nightmares following me.  I’m not sure why, maybe stress, maybe I’m too excited that Halloween is almost here and my mind is getting carried away, but I’ve been exhausted; literally waking up every few hours at most.

So here I am another night of bad dreams behind me and looking forward to another ahead of me.  I have been working on one of my books a particular lot and it’s a horror story.  That could be doing it.

The thing about horror books and movies is that I don’t want to be just scared by blood and guts.  I want to put the book down and feel disturbed, like something just isn’t right around me.  And that’s what I’m trying to write.  I want the reader to feel fear and keep feeling it for a little while after.  Or maybe have to read the book in pieces because it’s too much at once to take in.

I may be asking too much of myself for that but if it’s freaking me out to write, I can only hope that it will scare the crap out of someone else.  🙂

And naturally since it’s so close to Samhain, I’m feeling extra witchy and am spending time deciding what spells I want to do.  As a solitary, I’ll be celebrating alone but that doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy the possibilities of the holiday and the Blood Moon we’re having this month.   So I think I’ll go on this way and dredge through my nightmares for something good to put in my book.

I’m Back

purpe flameGood morning my darklings.  I know it’s been a while and I’m not really supposed to be doing anything yet but I feel like I haven’t written or blogged in forever.  So here I am.  I haven’t even done anymore that three spells.  Two were for a friend but one was a desperate spell for me.

I was sent home from the hospital and the pain pills from the surgery weren’t really cutting it, but through the blinds one night I woke up and saw the waxing moon.  That’s the moon that you use to end things or have things begin to fade away.  And I didn’t do so much as a spell as a prayer to help the pain end.  And I do believe she heard me because the pain slowly went away and I was able to go back to sleep.

And if I don’t start writing soon, my head is going to explode.  You can think of a lot of good and very bad ideas when you’re trapped on the sofa or in the bed. lol  So I’ve made a decision that I’m going to get back into things.  Slowly at first, I guess.  But it’s got to be done.  So today after I clean, another thing I’m not supposed to do but didn’t miss 🙂 , I’m going to write a little.  And it’s all starting with this blog. 🙂

The Great Pumpkin Is On His Way

cauldron witchGood morning my darklings, gothlings and witchlings.  Before I start this post, I realized yesterday that I’d forgotten something.  My blog’s two year anniversary has come and gone and I didn’t take the time to say thank you to my followers.  I appreciate you reading the things I rattle away about.  So thank you.

Now to what I was going to write about.  Fall is coming.  You can feel it in the air in the morning before the sun burns it away.  You can taste and smell as some people have lit a fire or are burning leaves in their yards.  You can see it in the first few leaves that are turning yellow or read and hear it as you crunch through the dried brown leaves that didn’t have the strength to hold on any longer.  This is my time of the year.

I do hate to give up the summer thunderstorms though.  But it’s been a pretty dry summer and not many storms have rolled up the bay or the coast.  I suppose that’s why some of those leaves couldn’t hold on to their branches for a full Autumn explosion.

But beyond all of that is Halloween, my favorite holiday.  I think it’s part of my excitement that’s gotten me and my Muse inspired to try a book two and finish it this time.  I’d love to be done the writing, I know I won’t be done the editing, by Halloween.  I actually just thought of a way to use the day in my book. 🙂  I do love this time of year.

Happy Magic

horned fairyGood morning my lovely darklings.  Sleep keeps avoiding me again which can be a real bother but this isn’t right now.  It’s a natural form of happy magic that comes when you’re writing and your brain is so active with ideas and you just have to write.

I’ve trained myself to write at night so I can take care of regular life during the day.  I can write during the day but only in chunks because there’s always something to interrupt me, like dishes or, lately, because of doctor’s appointments.  So I spend the time I’m not writing half in this world and half in my world.

Every writer, witch or not, knows that’s another type of happy magic.  Writing isn’t easy but we’re so lucky to be able to have another place to escape to where things are all our own creation, just like magic. 🙂

Of course, I also have a little chatterbox who is awake for some reason and is making even this blog take forever to write so until she falls back to sleep there will be no working on my book.  It will just have to wait.  So maybe I’ll go back to that half in-half out world and try to wait her out.  🙂

 

The Dry Spell Is Over

muse visitGood morning darklings.  I’m happy to announce that the dry spell is over.  For the last couple of months my imagination has been as barren as the moon to the point that blogging came to an almost halt and writing was just not happening.

But the other night I woke up with an idea.  A first line.  The supposed hardest thing to come up with in writing (except queries of a knock your socks off synopsis).  My muse has not forgotten me.  The words are flowing now and the storyline is growing.

It might have something to do with the kids going back to school.  Maybe my muse knew I really didn’t have time with them home.  Not that  I have time anyway but as long as writing feels as good as it does now, I don’t care about the reason.  I love how it feels when you’re writing and you know it’s good. 🙂  And you just can’t get that with kids calling you every 30 seconds. But I’m ready now.