Anyone else neglecting their WIP? I'll give you some quick facts about mine and I'd love to hear about yours, if you want to share. I think an author's WIP can tell volumes about them (pun intended =) BTW (by the way) WIP means Work in Progress...sorry I didn't clarify.
Title: Pop Travel
Genre: sci-fi thriller
Stage: completed, querying and more editing
One sentence summary!
In 2080, mild-mannered detective J.L. Cooper and spunky secret agent Geri Harper uncover deadly problem with pop travel - laser teleportation.
Goal: more queries, more & better words...I guess that's a little vague?
I am anxious to return to my normal programming, aren't you? But I've so enjoyed meeting everyone and then we've passed around some awards and made each other feel even better! Well, while I was away I was bestowed this Stylish award by Rhonda @ Laugh Quotes AND Debbie @ Bluestocking Mum! Thank you!
I know many of you have received an award or two and disclosed some info, etc. So take the award and if you want to pass it on, great! Here are the lovely rules, that can be optional at this point:
- Right click on the award and save as picture.
- Thank and link back to the person who awarded it.
- Tell 7 or so things about you. I'm putting some prompts with mine if you'd like to use any =)
- pass it on to 5 Stylish blogs. Try to make sure they don't already have it and contact them to let them know and what to do. Again, these are optional, especially if you are "awarded out."
Seven fun facts:
1. place I would like to visit someday - Australia
2. my first pet - Peppy, a german shepherd/beagle mix
3. my first car - 1978 celica, stick shift, woo hoo!
4. where I went to college - Harding University (Christian school in Arkansas)
5. first kiss location - racquetball court
6. favorite cartoon character - Mickey Mouse and Spongebob
7. random fact - I love to play family games =)
Thanks for all the comments and following. The feedback is the best part of all of this!
PAD, Day 26 - leader, follower
Well, many of my poems have been about kids lately. What can I say? I don't want to grow up (I'm a toys r us kid, right?) And winding down to the end of the month, I'm just about over trying to stick to a form. Only 4 to go!
Follow the Leader
I'm it! I'm the leader!
You have to follow me.
March, march, march, stop!
Let's climb this big fat tree.
Scramble up, dangle down.
Now where shall we go?
Through the fence, down the hill
Roll, roll, roll.
Now a hop, a skip and jump
Splash into a puddle.
Straighten out your airplane arms
And fly out of trouble.
Let's crash down to the ground
And look up to the sky.
We'll name the shapes as we watch
The clouds float by.
Writing a book - Agent VS epub
(usually on Fridays I collect my thoughts and spout what I've been working on in my efforts to be published, schedule is off with this challenge.) Lately I've been researching and this is a hot topic! Here's what I have concluded (and correct or add as you see fit, I'm no expert!):
they work for you - if you don't make money, they don't make money. They want you to succeed!
they are experienced - they know the business, have connections, know what steps to take
they can help - with editing, covers, publicity, advice, etc
super selective, more so these days
production is slow process (compared to epub)
authors have to do more editing and promotion than some might think
it seems easier, but I've heard mixed things, depends on what service you use
you're on your own
or you can pay for expertise
total self-promotion and editing
The bookstore I frequent is closing - what does that mean to me? I'm in the process of querying and wonder, "Am I wasting my time? Should I just epub myself?" But I don't want to do it myself. I want help and experience and connections from a great agent! Maybe when I get to the point of being sick of querying and can't get an agent, then I'll try to epub.
I want some opinions! Would you consider it? What do you think? I know several of you that have put your books out there yourselves - how did you do it? how is it going? why did you do it?
Holy Hundred! I've got over 100 followers! I can't believe it! This challenge has really put me over the edge!
To celebrate, I am going to start a game of Blog Tag! This is just for fun and poking friends =) (Kind of like "spooking" people at Halloween time.)
So tag, U'r it!
Here's how to play: make a comment to tell me you're playing, take this image and post it with these instructions, then go comment-tag a couple of others to join in and p/u the picture from your blog to continue passing it on. (I'm telling everyone I visit today =)
My fun will be seeing this picture on other sites!
And BTW, if you're at the centurion mark too, feel free to copy my 100 followers badge, you've earned it!
Thank you for bringing us
together for this holiday.
Thank you for blessing us
with loved ones far and near.
As we go our separate ways
Please bring us safely
In His Precious Name,
Not me. Not yet. Not enough Time! Maybe I will try it out in May, since after these two challenges are over I will be looking for something to do.
I let Jane Friedman from Writer's Digest sift through tweets for me. She makes a nice, neat, categorized list of the best tweets in industry every Sunday. This is from last weekend. Her blog, "There Are No Rules," also gives great advice for writers. You should add her to your blog roll if you haven't already.
If you do tweet - and I know many of you do! - tell me how you like it and why is it so addicting for some? As an outsider, it seems like a lot of jumbled nonsense. Like picking up in the middle of a bunch of phone conversations at the same time. How does it work?
PAD, Day 21 - second thoughts
form - Kwansaba (yes, my father, the form has something to do with Kwanzaa)
The End is Near?
Should they have elected Obama for prez?
Is this the change they hoped for?
Did America get it wrong this time?
Were the people misled and lied to?
Why can't reps share and play nice?
Did they forget "you can't please all?"
Is it too late to fix things?
The form isn't about questions, that was me. I'm curious to see the responses...
Life these days is transient. We've had to move and move and move. Transplanting is so hard. And it always seems to be far from our relatives. So many times we sacrifice a real vacation to visit them, which I enjoy but I wish we could live closer to them.
For LHW survey question #2, I asked:
Where do you live? And are you close to relatives?
Sadly, it looks like the majority from my quick FB survey are in the same boat as me and do not live near family. I'm jealous of those who do.
Jill – OH, no.
Jeannie – FL, yes
Caroline – TX, yes
Dana – FL, 2 hrs, sort of
Julie – TX, no
Kelly G – MN, no
Anne Marie – OH, no
At least we have each other! And the internet! Do you live near relatives? - but more importantly, is it a good thing?
I drank it
all up and
felt so small
so I decided to
crawl inside. Now
my head is throbbing
and I can't stop bobbing.
I think I floated out to sea.
If I do not get out soon, I
will float until it's noon and
the sun'll turn my boat into
a sauna. Can anyone hear
me? My situation looks dim.
I guess it's my own fault for
listening to him. Him who
promised escape from my
woes if I drank his magic
potion from this bottle.
Help? I'm stuck in this bottle.
That's right. Blog Quette (short for etiquette).
Who knows the rules? I don't. I didn't even know what blog stood for when I started out. (psst, it's an abbreviation for web-log) But I know what I like. After visiting a ton of sites for this challenge, I've come up with a few unwritten rules for good blogging.
Less is More. Don't let your blog get too busy. Some blogs are like shopping at Marshall's - too much to choose from all at once, aah! And the reverse is also true - don't be too plain. Show us who you are and jazz it up a little. How many of you are still using the library background? Try the template designer.
Stay regular. Post on a regular basis. We are counting on you to provide us with useless (or useful) drivel to brighten our day!
Less Ads. I don't know about you, but I can't stand commercials. Isn't that why someone invented tivo? to FF thru the ads? A few are ok, but don't overdo it.
Posts - personally I like em brief and to the point. I skim over long-winded posts. Pictures and lists! are appealing. Got a lot to say? break it up into separate posts, make us come back.
Replies. Try to reply to your comments. As you get more popular, replies can be fewer - I'll let you know when I reach that point, ha ha.
Good commenting.This is a great post from Jane Friedman about putting your best foot forward when making comments (like it's rude to link to your blog in the comments unless it's for a challenge)
Courtesy. Link back in your post. When you do a challenge, contest, copy something, get an award, whatever. Give credit where it's due.
About you. People want to know who you are! Make it visible. And as a wise assistant to a shark advises put your contact info in it, at least an email (you can create a special email, like gmail, just for this purpose, if you have any Quams)
Following. By all means, if you want more followers, make it easy for them! Put the gadget at the top.
This is the reason to do a challenge - you get to meet fascinatin Other bloggers. And then there's the awards! Holy Moley! I was going to shout Out to some more bloggers today and now I can give them an award too.
1st - I'd like to thank Jamie "From my classroom window" - a new friend and fellow teacher. (I'm just so geeked about these awards!)
2nd - I already gave 7 facts a la moi, but with this award you're supposed to give 10. Here's three more:
I have moved around so much I feel like a gypsy, and I'm not even an army brat. This is the longest I've lived in the same house - 7 1/2 years. I've never had to deal with many repairs before!
I'm a scorpio watch out!
On my bucket list: to fly a helicopter.
and 3rd - passing on the love to Other Great Blogs:
Since I received the Versatile Blogger Award, I am obliged to give 7 facts about me. Here goes:
My first bee sting was when I was 39.
I've been wearing glasses since I was 3.
I'm an algebra teacher (subbing for now).
I wing it in recipes way too much.
I sing, been in a few school musicals and a wedding.
I have vitiligo (loss of skin pigment).
I've been to Scotland, London and Greece but would like to see Australia and Europe
Writing a book - Who's your MC?
I'm adding this on because it was my original idea for M. Your main character could make or break your book. Giving advice for your MC is not my forte. I will just say a few words then give you a couple of links to people who seem to know what they're talking about.
not perfect, good and bad qualities, habits, looks, traits
likeable, even if they're bad
believable, even if they're superhuman
make him/her come alive with dialog, actions and reactions
This A-Z challenge has been awesome! I've made new friends, gained new followers, expanded my writing horizons, learned some stuff from other blogs and gotten 2 awards! And we're only half way done!
Now to share the love for receiving this award per the rules:
#1 Link back to awarder: Laura at A Hootie Hoot (it's very cute!)
#2 Tell 7 things about yourself. (that will conveniently be my "M" post in the Morning)
#3 Award 15 recently discovered bloggers:
I used this for 3 challenges. Today for L, AW Flash Fiction on Sunday, using "ordinary" and Doing the Write Thing's April challenge, tagless dialog only. (I don't usually post this much writing but the challenges are too fun to resist and they help with the A-Z!)
“Hey, Grandpaw. Look what I found!”
“What is it, Clara?”
“How nice. Ladybugs are good luck ya know.”
“It tickles. Look.”
“Bring it here. Oh, yes. Ahh. You know, Clara, that ain’t no ordinary ladybug.”
“No, sir. That’s a wishin ladybug.”
“How can you tell?”
“See the spots? There’s exactly three.”
“Oh. So do I make a wish?”
“Well, you do. But you make the wish for someone else.”
“What do you mean? Ain’t it my wish?”
“Not for a wishin ladybug. Your wish only comes true if it’s for another.”
“Oh. Ok. Hmm. I know!”
“Did you wish?”
“Yep. But I cain’t tell what it was.”
“That’s fine, Clara.”
“Look! There it goes. Bye, wishin ladybug.”
“Off to spread some more luck. We should get back for supper now, Clara.”
“How do you feel?”
“Much better. The walk and your company has done me a world of good.”
The mischievous man at Terrible Minds (and that site is truly full of some mind-numbing, tho thought provoking material) offers a Friday Flash Fiction prompt for the week. This time it is to choose a cocktail name for the title and apply it to the story as you will in 500 words or less. I'm using it for my J day.
I’m outta breath but I’m not giving up that easy.
“We’ve got the place surrounded! Come on out.”
I peek through the blinds. I didn’t do anything. Why can’t they leave me alone? It was just a few cigarette cartons. I can’t help it that the clerk tried to shoot me and I ducked. He’s the moron for shooting himself. That bullet ricocheted off the shelves and right back at him. As soon as I saw him look at me and grab his bleeding shoulder I ran outta there.
Now I’m at my granny’s little house. It was the closest place I could think of. She’s taking a nap upstairs in her room. I can’t believe she’s sleeping through all this.
“I didn’t shoot him!” I yell. I go to the kitchen to figure out what to do.
I don’t have any weapons. I know Granny used to keep Grandy’s rifle, but I think she hocked it.
I rummage through the drawers. A knife? No, what am I gonna do with a knife?
I’m starving too. I look in the fridge. Ehw! What stinks! Gran needs to throw out some of this. I’m about to shut the door when I see something and get an idea.
“He’s been in there long enough. Let’s go in,” Pierce says.
“Right.” Bransen echoes her command into his radio to the guys in the back of the house.
“I’m hit!” one of the officers shouts.
“Man down!” another one yells.
“Take cover!” Pierce shouts. “Go see to those men.”
Bransen nods and sneaks from his car to the injured officer. He radios Pierce. “Captain, you’re not going to believe this.”
“Is it bad?”
“Yeah. It’s red jello.”
I can’t believe it worked! I’m getting away! It was so easy. I just ran out the front door while they were scrambling around. Now I’m through the neighbor’s bushes, around the corner and down the street.
I look back. I don’t think they see me.
“Are we going to bring him in?”
“Nah. He’s suffered enough. The clerk woke up and told us what happened. The kid didn’t even take anything.”
“He’s gonna have a helluva goose egg from that light pole.”
“I wonder if he’ll remember anything. He was a good shot with that jello.”