It’s a white Christmas here in Ireland, and I cannot tell you how happy that makes me. And Ted got me my very favorite Disney movie ever, so that makes me happy too. All is well in Kit World. *beams* Merry Christmas, everyone! *beams more*
a contest!
Over on Magical Words, the group writing blog I’m a part of, we’re running a book give-away contest this week. Head on over to participate in my contest–for which the prize is a signed copy of one of my books, or a copy of “Hot Time in the Old Town Tonight”, the Old Races novella I wrote this summer which has only been available to subscribers. While the novella will be available again to buy in February, this is your one and only chance to possibly win it for free.…
mostly metrics
We have accomplished two weeks’ worth of going to the gym now. It was less difficult to get up at 7am this week, possibly because I was going to bed at Very Sensible Hours, but also possibly because I was slightly more used to it. But although for the rest of the year when the gym is open, it’s not open until noon, I still should really get up at 7 and go write until half eleven and then go to the gym to…weightlift, probably, because I suspect the pool…
A Writing Post
An LJ reader emailed me a writing question a few days ago, and gave me the all-clear to use its answer as a blog post, so I’m going to give it a shot. The question (and its surrounding commentary, which I thought was relevant) follows: I know that some authors find rewriting easier (in some ways) than the initial creative process. Me, I can whip something out of nothing without breaking a sweat. But whenever I try to approach the highly necessary rewrite of my recent novella, I get almost…
I do not like the alarm going off at 7am (although this morning I woke up at 6:49), but I do very much like being up in the morning and getting exercise. Dang nab it. :) I got 1400 words before lunch and was very pleased with myself. Then I came back from lunch, sat down to start the next scene, and realized I had no idea what to do with it. A look at the synopsis suggested I’d completely screwed up the scene I’d written before lunch, so I…