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Teehee.

If I don’t get any writing done tonight, I will end January 7,000 words ahead of the game, because I managed to do over 12,000 this month. That’s 7,000 more than my goal of 5,000. Can I get a “what what!!” So, February starts tomorrow, with the goal of another 5,000 words. I hope to surpass that like WHOA because I will have one week of no Aidan (will be with his grandmother in Aurora OH) or Chris (Phoenix AZ), then one week of no Aidan (still with grandmother). That means if I clean the house, it will STAY clean, and I will have all the time to simply focus on my writing. And reading. Woo. I’m looking forward to it, but most importantly, looking forward to continue to get to know my new characters.

Last night/this morning, I finally got off of the computer at a little bit after one. But I didn’t get to bed until around 1:35 because I kept coming up with ideas! I did the smart thing–kept a notepad by my bed and jotted them down. ‘Cause you know how you swear you’ll remember, then you never do? I didn’t want that to happen. Now I have loads of notes! Yay. I’m also thinking of getting one of those micro-cassette recorders for when I come up with things while I’m in the car. I tried the pad/pen thing. You know how the traffic lights always work against you: they stay red when you’re in a hurry or excited, and they all turn green when you want to stop for whatever reason. I don’t really mind if I’m kept awake with ideas. That’s a blessing, something not to be taken for granted.

That’s all for now. :)

(Originally published at Anywhere Is…)

The Romance Writer’s Report Has Spoken

From the most recent issue of RWR:

You cannot write, work a full time job, and be the perfect housekeeper, parent, and community member–thought too many of us try and feel guilty that we can’t succeed.

In these high-pressure circumstances, housework must go to the bottom of the list–or even better, to the top of someone else’s list.

It’s a good thing SOMEBODY said it, although I’ve known it for a while now…..

(Originally published at Anywhere Is…)

Self-Doubts

I saw this on Sarah Dessen’s (writergrl) blog today:

Speaking of books, right now, I am reading Middlesex, and it is so good I don’t want it to end. Why can’t all books be this good? In fact, why can’t MY books be this good? Oh, well.

SHE doubts her work? Oh my. Here I am, one who practically worships her, and there she is, wishing she could be even better?

I try not to doubt my work anymore. It’s so hard, even though I have one of the best agents out there. Ethan knows what he’s doing. The man has been in the business for over twenty years, so I would think he knows good writing. And he believes so much in my book. So why can’t I cling to that and be okay? The thing is…it’s not unheard of for people to get an agent but to never sell a book. I really feel like I’ll be letting him down if ONLY YOURS does not sell. Not to mention how crushed I’ll feel.

I’m doing what I’m supposed to do. I’m still working on a new novel. I’m learning all I can about the industry. But in the back of my mind, I wonder if anyone will want to take a chance with my book. It would be groundbreaking and definitely different than what’s out there, and an established author could get away with it. But will a publisher take a chance with an unknown?

I am so scared. :(

Okay, I know it hasn’t even been a month since he began submitting, but I’m still freaking out–checking my email like whoa, keeping my cell phone close. I want this so badly, but what if no one wants me, or my work?

**Sigh**

(Originally published at Anywhere Is…)