Happy author~~!!!!! Happy contract! Description of the future goods to be delivered…. For those who can’t read the smallish text, it reads: “Each work shall be a Middle Eastern-inspired fantasy novel featuring organic technicians, brawling mullahs, swarms of magician-trained locusts, and a former government assassin turned bounty hunter.” Yes, yes they will. I love my […]
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Um. Two words: Time management. Writing is writing. Manage your writing in the way that makes the most sense for you. If you’re bleeding all over blogs and not bleeding enough in your fiction, stop blogging. If you get satisfaction from both, manage both. If you write about insurance and tax prep at your day
Working on writing up website text about insurance, revising a bunch of scripts for work, then come home, use up some more Chipotle money (carnitas fajita burrito, no rice, no beans, no sour cream, no cheese – wow, this has suddenly become a full-on “healthy” meal. “Only” 745 calories!), off to bookstore, crank out the
There needs to be an ambush scene. And then, the infamous Meeting. And then: HORROR. Writing books is full of teh awesome, really. It’s writing all the in-between stuff that’s so fucking tedious.
The Starbucks where I do my writing is now in-range of a free public Wifi hub. Dammit, people, if I thought writing with distractions would get anything done, I’d be writing at home. Fucking A.
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One of the things that always interested me when I was reading Really Weird Shit (like, say, a Mieville or a VanderMeer or even a Catherynne Valente), is this: Do they come up with all the weird shit in there the first time through, carefully working it all out, or is there just this made
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I do not ever want my author bio to read: “Kameron now lives in (insert small midwestern town name here) with her three cats.” Call me crazy, but I want more than that. At the same time, I also don’t want it to read: “Kameron now lives in (insert small midwestern town name here) with
Up this morning at 5:30 am, morning weights routine, green tea and a cup of frozen raspberries. Out the door at 7:10, catch the bus at 7:27, at work at 7:45. Script writing in the lobby from 8-10, com meeting from 10-10:30 to communicate assignments and deadlines. Shift from scripts to design changes for company
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“She found him in the magicians’ gym, where she should have expected him all along.” Which then explains why I was stuck for two months while she stood there waiting at his door. She was looking in the wrong place. And just like that, the words come purling down the pipe once again. Funny how
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