What Now?

So…I did it. After one final pass, I shed a proverbial tear and put I’m Only Me away. I guess I didn’t realize how much time I actually spent mulling over that document, because now that it’s over, my days seem super long. o.OImage result for mic drop meme

I have two beta readers lined up. *I think.* My plan, after reading their gushing reviews of course, is to take a fresh look at my query and start sending that baby out. Obviously, I’ll keep you posted.

Aside from losing a chunk of my daily routine, I have nothing to post on Twitter. Oh, waah, waah. It’s true though. I’ve been posting pretty much daily since January to each day’s hashtag games. Twitter is like instant feedback. You know within a day how a line is received. It’s not 100% accurate and means nothing in the great scheme of life, but it’s just sorta nice. haha. I could still participate, true, but I’m afraid if I go searching for lines to post, I’ll end up diving back into the novel to edit again, and I don’t want to! No! I’ve finally reached a stage where I can say, I’m finished! (That is until the betas are done. Sigh.)

There is a simple solution to this problem: WRITE MORE.

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Length Matters

I’m talking about chapters, of course. What did you think I meant? Really? Geez.

I’ll be blunt. I hate long chapters. When I read, I like to stop at a chapter break. I hate having to stop at some random paragraph because I don’t have time to finish the whole chapter. Then, when I return to it, I end up re-reading at least a page to get back into it. Good grief. #PettyReaderProblems

I take this into account when I write. I like short scenes and short chapters. If a scene gets long, I’ll split it.

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It’s May!

Hello, all. Welcome to May. I want to post that Justin Timberlake meme, but I will refrain. Yeah, you know the one. Just knowing that you are now picturing it in your head, or googling it if you’re confused, is enough for me.

The first of the month, any month, is usually a positive and motivating day. A fresh start, to be as cliche as possible.

I stopped doing #authorconfession on Twitter for April, but I figured I’d pick it up again this month. For those who don’t know, this is a daily hashtag game (Is it a game though? It doesn’t feel like one…) with questions about your WIP and writing in general. Follow @_JM_Sullivan for details.

Today’s question was about your own writing goals for May, and I thought I’d share them here as well.

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Questions I Ask My Writing

I was inspired by this cartoon I saw on Twitter and had to share. It’s sooo me!

  1. Does that make any sense?
  2. Will anyone get that reference?
  3. What’s another word for ______ ?
  4. Why would he do that? He’d never do that, would he?
  5. How many chapters is too many?
  6. What am I doing?
  7. Will anyone find that as funny as I do?
  8. Why can’t I come up with a comparison for this?
  9. Is that endearing behavior or just annoying?
  10. Why can’t I stop editing this thing?



Novel Update

It’s been all music all the time around here lately, so I thought I’d get back to the reason I started this blog in the first place: writing.

I was doing well with my novel, I’m Only Me. I was cleaning it up to a blinding shine. It got to the point where I was actually proud to say I wrote it. Then, something happened.

People happened. Opinions happened. Overactive brain happened.

I was fine living in my bubble of denial, floating along, thinking Tyler made sense and Lily was rational and everything that needed to take place, took place. Unfortunately, that’s not quite the case. Not entirely.

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Where Did February Go?

Somehow, it’s the last day of February, and I have no clue how this happened. I made a prediction this month would be pretty productive.

Yeah, it wasn’t.

I guess I should say, I wasn’t. It’s not February’s fault. I can’t blame it for being short. I can’t blame its confusing one-day-summer, one-day-winter weather.

I could blame Netflix. And I will. I was binge-watching Friday Night Lights and Bates Motel. It’s the whole Netflix trap, that little countdown that takes you right into the next episode. The seconds tick by and I’m trying to decide if I should go do something or watch the next episode. By the time I’ve decided, the next one has already started and it doesn’t seem right to turn it off. Netflix knows what’s up. Sly devils.

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How to Leave that First Book Behind

I started writing I’m Only Me in 2011. I am forcing myself to give the manuscript ONE last pass* as I’m preparing to send it to agents. With that in mind, the first fifty pages are finished. As in I will NOT go back and read them.

And I can’t properly articulate the emotions I’m feeling. I know it’s cheesy, but these characters are more than dialogue and description on a page. They feel more real to me than actual people. I’d even go as far as to say they’re like friends. Wow, cheese! Get me some nachos.

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Writing Realistic Fiction

A few days ago, I read a comment on something I’d written and posted over in my writing community. To paraphrase, she said she likes reading about normal people.

Image result for normal memeMe too!

There’s nothing wrong with superheroes (Uh, Thor, anyone?) and dragons and talking dogs, but I don’t like reading about them. Watch a movie about them? Sure. Maybe I’m just narrow-minded, but I think there’s more to it.

When I read, I want to identify with the main character. I want to feel her struggles and maybe even say, “I know, right?” or “Me too!” It’s possible you can relate to Thor in some respects, but it’s not quite the same, you know?

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