So I've decided on the title of my WIP: No Heroes.
Previously, it was titled as Bond. I chose that because of the
protagonists' power. The twins can transfer injuries to one another when
they incur it, but they can't give that injury back. But as the story
evolves and gets refined, I honed in on the theme which is "no good
deed goes unpunished." And in this universe, "all heroics gets punished."
Therefore the new title matches the inherent theme. It also hints at
the universe as to why there are no heroes.
Thursday, February 18, 2016
Wednesday, February 17, 2016
February Update
The 3rd draft is in progress. No hiccups so far. I've been working two
hours a day, consistently hammering out about 1,200 words. I thought of
increasing my word count by adding another hour or a half, but I decided
against it because for fear of burning out. I don't want to burn out.
Like a drug addict, I shouldn't OD.
The pacing is fine for me. I estimate that the book will be finished by May or June. After that I have to at least try sending this out to agents or publishers, just to get my feet wet, while writing my next book. I find that would be a challenge since I'm already having that trouble with my short stories in circulation. I love writing, but I hate the administrative aspect of it: the sending out and the waiting. I think I need to discipline myself to succeed in this. At least now I don't feel angry or depressed when I receive rejections (well, a little bit, but it passes in a sec).
Baby steps. Or as what Anne Lamott said, "Bird by bird."
The pacing is fine for me. I estimate that the book will be finished by May or June. After that I have to at least try sending this out to agents or publishers, just to get my feet wet, while writing my next book. I find that would be a challenge since I'm already having that trouble with my short stories in circulation. I love writing, but I hate the administrative aspect of it: the sending out and the waiting. I think I need to discipline myself to succeed in this. At least now I don't feel angry or depressed when I receive rejections (well, a little bit, but it passes in a sec).
Baby steps. Or as what Anne Lamott said, "Bird by bird."
The
3rd draft is in progress. No hiccups so far. I've been working two
hours a day, consistently hammering out about 1,200 words. I thought of
increasing my word count by adding another hour or a half, but I decided
against it because for fear of burning out. I don't want to burn out.
Like a drug addict, I shouldn't OD.
The
pacing is fine for me. I estimate that the book will be finished by May
or June. After that I have to at least try sending this out to agents
or publishers, just to get my feet wet, while writing my next book. I
find that would be a challenge since I'm already having that trouble
with my short stories in circulation. I love writing, but I hate the
administrative aspect of it: the sending out and the waiting. I think I
need to discipline myself to succeed in this. At least now I don't feel
angry or depressed when I receive rejections (well, a little bit, but it
passes in a sec).
Baby steps. Or as what Anne Lamott said, "Bird by bird."
The
3rd draft is in progress. No hiccups so far. I've been working two
hours a day, consistently hammering out about 1,200 words. I thought of
increasing my word count by adding another hour or a half, but I decided
against it because for fear of burning out. I don't want to burn out.
Like a drug addict, I shouldn't OD.
The
pacing is fine for me. I estimate that the book will be finished by May
or June. After that I have to at least try sending this out to agents
or publishers, just to get my feet wet, while writing my next book. I
find that would be a challenge since I'm already having that trouble
with my short stories in circulation. I love writing, but I hate the
administrative aspect of it: the sending out and the waiting. I think I
need to discipline myself to succeed in this. At least now I don't feel
angry or depressed when I receive rejections (well, a little bit, but it
passes in a sec).
Baby steps. Or as what Anne Lamott said, "Bird by bird."
Friday, February 5, 2016
Snow Day
Like stars
The melted ice glows
On the knitted surface
Underneath
Synapses spark like bursts of nova
A galaxy cradled
And kept warm
By a five dollar winter cap.
The melted ice glows
On the knitted surface
Underneath
Synapses spark like bursts of nova
A galaxy cradled
And kept warm
By a five dollar winter cap.
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