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Script Frenzy – What the HEY is that?


Well, it’s just a nutty as writing a 50,000 word novels in 30 days, but instead, it’s 100 pages of pure movie genius!

Okay, so I’ve done it every year and every year I’ve produced not-a-block-buster. I’ve written 100 page scripts that aren’t any good, expect for maybe lining the bottom of a bird cage. No, seriously, I can write a 100,000 word bestseller (in my own head) in two weeks flat, and know that the story is kick ass with awesome characters, original story lines (If such a thing still exists) emotion, heart and all the wonderful things that will make the characters living in my head, appear alive to you as they get up off the page and nearly nick your nose with the tip of their sword.

So why do I do it if I am not even going to try to submit it anywhere? Well, because it’s fun. I LOVE to write, and it’s another creative outlet for me. One day I may find the time to work on my scripts for sale, but right now, I like to use them to spring board other ideas – like maybe another story that require magical wolves….

Get writing it’s only 3.5 pages per day from this point on. You can do it!
I use Celtx for all my script writing needs. The software is free. Just go to celtx.com and check it out.

YAY! Spell Bound Rough Draft Completed.

It would have been finished days ago, but there was this little nibbler-type thing that kept me away from my Word files……

I did it! I finally finished Spell Bound. Rune Savage and Clover Rossum are now happily together. Well, maybe not, you know, the ending is always so suspenseful in romance. Will they or will they not have their Happily Ever After? Is the writer sadistic enough to carry the reader though an entire 400 pages with the expectation of an eternal love, only to butcher the hero in the end? Leaving the oh so beautiful maiden sobbing over his grave?

Of course not, it’s romance.

It’s the reason so many women read them. (Yes, I am going to keep deluding myself that is the only reason to love romance, so please, don’t mention any other possible steamy or naughty reason [my mother reads this blog, you naughty person you!]) Because everyone has that happy fuzzy feeling at the end, even the ugly hunch back villainess who didn’t get the manly stud for herself, because she learned that real beauty comes from the “inside”. Then in a tragic twist of fate, this villainess woman gets into a horrific accident where she loses her hunch back, has a face lift, a boob job (Yes I said it) a tummy tuck, height reduction surgery (all heroines must be no taller than 5’3” while the man is at least a good 6’6”), and has all her crooked yellow teeth fixed into the perfect sized chompers in a pearly hue so the next over muscled play boy can come and sweep her off her feet in the second book of the series where the villain is a dangerously sexy man!

So……you guessed it, he can learn his lesson and fall madly in love with a door mouse in the final book of the series.

Okay, so where is this going other than apparently I am in Diva mode and feeling snarky and irritable? I have no idea. Its 3AM and I have to be up in a few hours, but am too excited to sleep! Go me! Maybe I should go play a game…..or, maybe……Law and Gypsy are calling……Magic bound awaits…….
Damn character voices…..they never shut up…..maybe that’s why I always have a headache? (No not that kind of headache! Ha! Yes, I do know what you were thinking. My husband is perfectly happy-TMI, I know.)

Okay, in all seriousness, I know I am making fun of a genre many love and not just women. It totals over 50% of all fiction sales. That’s a wonderful thing, but everyone should be able to poke fun at themselves and I hadn’t met my daily word quota since the last chapter ended up being a short chapter. Anyway, I am think I am going to shut-up now before I manage to get myself into trouble.

p.s. you know it’s bad when you want to call a frog a hopper in a novel.

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Thanksgiving, the day after.

Whoosh , and the year is almost over. It seems like 2009 just started and now we’re almost to Christmas. Where does the time go? I still need to get my Christmas shopping done.

We had a wonderful Thanksgiving at my mother’s house. She is slowly learning that some family traditions don’t need to be upheld if no one really enjoys doing them anymore, and that creating, new, well-loved traditions are the way to go. We are slowly getting there, but it’s a slow and painful process, though she seems to be happier the more time that passes. I can’t wait to see what new and wonderful things the family will be doing on holidays in years to come.

Anyway, I think I am going to get a jump on the New Year’s resolutions and all that fun jazz.

    1. I will have a clean house. I am the worst housekeeper in the world, but now that I know why my family and I have such issues with it, I know I will be able to fix the problem. Who knew people with Dyslexia had a difficult time containing clutter? Anyway, that is on the top of my list, obviously, because it’s number one.
    2. I will get a list of knit and crochet projects I want to do this year and plan them out so I can get them done when I want to, like for holidays and birthdays. It will happen, I swear it. (So maybe this one should be considered better time management?)
    3. I will get Phoebe reading at grade level by the time she starts 3rd grade.
    4. I will get less irritated with Willow when she just wants to babble at me because she loves to talk.
    5. I will fully write, edit and submit a novel by the end of 2010. No if, ands, or buts about it.

I think that’s a pretty good list for this coming year.

Of course this all comes when I am on the injured list. Really, it was the dumbest thing in the world. I went to my writer’s group (Hi Time, Hi Bill) on the 20th and I fell in the parking lot, now, before anyone tells me I should sue them, I tripped over my own two feet like a big old clumsy idiot. I landed on hard on my knees and sprained my ankle badly. I’ve been in a splint (they call it an air cast) for the last week, and I expect to be in it for the next five because I can’t seem to make myself behave and not walk on it. I do have crutches, but they get in the way and make my armpits hurt. That’s probably too much information for some, but it’s the truth. But I will get this started and I will make it all work this coming year. It’s time for me to finish growing up and become an adult. I will take the rest of the year to make my cleaning game plan, and then get it started.

I have a one shot novel in mind for the one I need to submit this year, so, hopefully, I will be able to get that all done. No, scratch that, not hopefully, I will get it done. It needs to be done, and I need to do it so that I am bring some money into this house.
I discovered how Phoebe learns, and she’s been reading little books to me for the last few weeks, so that’s well underway.

I think I need to set aside Willow babble time every day so that she had undecided mommy time to just say whatever strange and bizarre things she needs to say. I think it will be good for both of us and I think for both of them, I will start either a computer or a written diary everyday that we write together so that I know we are keeping up good communications.

As for my craft projects, well, I think that’s part of my creative outlet along with writing, so I really need to get the time management thing underway so that I am getting everything done that I want/need to get done, like house cleaning.

I know I can do this, and I will do it. I just have to do it as obsessively as I can write a first draft novel.
Sorry, no pictures today, and I think that’s all I have to say, anyway, I hope everyone had a happy turkey day, and I’ll try to update more with this thing next year.