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August 20, 2016
Explaining…or excusing?
So, what’s the difference between explaining a situation and excusing one’s behavior? Anyone? Anyone? Buehler? Buehler? I have no idea >.< so…I’m going to excuplain.
Why haven’t I been blogging lately? Where am I? What am I doing?
The honest to goodness truth: I am discouraged and busy. This has been a rough year for me. It’s rough hearing “no.” A lot. On everything. It feels like everything good is happening for everyone else, and nothing good is happening for me. I know, I know. Whingey whiny Bethy. I so need to get over myself.
Anyone else feeling this way? Feel free to share in the comments.
We’re all in this together.
Try keeping your pen on that page, even though–like me–it seems impossible at times,
Beth
July 29, 2016
FRIDAY?! Did we even have a Thursday?
Ack! Today is Friday! How did this week go so quickly?
Anways, here’s the scoop: I completed sixteen short stories/songs/poems/plays, and I started two novelettes (each in three parts) for the whole Write Like You’re Alive challenge. So, grand total is twenty-two pieces. I’ll be in the anthology, so HOORAY!
Camp NaNo = Bust. Ending at 6k. BUT I’ve gone back and have been revising. I’m almost to a major problem scene, so looking forward to taking care of that.
35,000 words written this month
June 21, 2016
Title (because I'm all about that blog)
Before I get into today's post, here's a quick reminder that I'm blogging far oftener at The Blog of Beth Overmyer than here. But don't think I'm abandoning this place entirely. At least, not yet.
Now, onto the meat of things. Namely, silly photos that need captioning.
For example:
Doesn't this just scream "WRITE ABOUT ME"?
Also, for your consideration:
Awesome mini book and creep-tastical doll? "OUR STORIES MUST BE TOLD!"
Or how about....
"I've seen better days."
And, in case you were wondering...YES, I had no idea what to blog about. Happy Tuesday, brah.~Beth
Now, onto the meat of things. Namely, silly photos that need captioning.
For example:
Doesn't this just scream "WRITE ABOUT ME"?Also, for your consideration:
Awesome mini book and creep-tastical doll? "OUR STORIES MUST BE TOLD!"Or how about....
"I've seen better days."And, in case you were wondering...YES, I had no idea what to blog about. Happy Tuesday, brah.~Beth
May 30, 2016
Thank You
Thank you to those who served this country and paid the ultimate price for it.
Thank you to the families and friends of those who sacrificed it all.
Today, we remember the fallen heroes.
Thank you to the families and friends of those who sacrificed it all.
Today, we remember the fallen heroes.
May 16, 2016
Alive
Hello. Alive. Writing.
I've made a schedule for myself, writing at 10:00 every night until I reach 500 words (or more depending on my mood.) It's worked pretty well so far. Four nights in a row, I surpassed my goal. Last night I took off from writing, it being the day of rest and all.
It's almost time for my next session. I left off at an interesting part. This should be...fun.
How is YOUR writing going? If you're not a writer, how's work? School? Your hobbies? Inquiring minds want to know!
Laterz,
Beth
I've made a schedule for myself, writing at 10:00 every night until I reach 500 words (or more depending on my mood.) It's worked pretty well so far. Four nights in a row, I surpassed my goal. Last night I took off from writing, it being the day of rest and all.
It's almost time for my next session. I left off at an interesting part. This should be...fun.
How is YOUR writing going? If you're not a writer, how's work? School? Your hobbies? Inquiring minds want to know!
Laterz,
Beth
May 1, 2016
Snippets
Hey, y'all! Just a friendly reminder that I'm blogging more frequently at my main blog, The Blog of Beth Overmyer. There, I posted a few snippets from my main works-in-progress, but here I'm going to post some snippets from less recent WIPs. Ready? I'm not :-S
From The God Machine -
Charlie didn't help. He tried giving me pointers, but he wasn't getting along with Danny any better than I was. We both were sailors traversing rough seas. At least, that's what Charlie said."Try complimenting her on her clothes. Chicks dig that." Yeah, that went down well.I cleared my throat as Danny wandered past. "Hey!" I said, perhaps too loudly. She jumped, shot me a dark look and then stomped off. Even as I shouted the compliment after her, she continued to stalk away at top speed.Later, right before lunch, Charlie took me aside. "Maybe you could talk to Danny about herself. You know, ask her questions and stuff. Girls like it when you take an interest in them… Oh, and try not to shout this time.”Again I tried and failed. "Where are you from?" "What are your parents like?" "What are their names?" Etc.After a few stiff answers, she left her half-eaten sandwich and with an "Excuse me," she stormed off to the porch."What did I do now?" I muttered.
Charlie smirked at me. "I said ask her questions, not interrogate."
From my second attempt at a novel (in my teens), One Was Let to Slip Away -
Einar sighed as they stopped and turned to face one another. “Falí is well, is he not?” he asked, to which Clissier nodded. “What new ill tidings do you wish to bear to me, then?”
They had arrived where a few wicked trees seemed to close in about them, grabbing at their cloaks with twisted hands, meaning to trip and ruin them. But the fingers instantly recoiled as Falí came tramping along close behind. He swiped at the cracked hands with an open palm, and they retreated farther, trembling at the contact. Laughing, Falí smote another low branch and commanded the rest of the bracken to part the way.
“Careful, Falí,” Clissier warned him. Her eyes burned with a dangerous fire, and Falí quickly obeyed as the inferno swept over him. (Author's note: UGH.)
From The God Machine -
Charlie didn't help. He tried giving me pointers, but he wasn't getting along with Danny any better than I was. We both were sailors traversing rough seas. At least, that's what Charlie said."Try complimenting her on her clothes. Chicks dig that." Yeah, that went down well.I cleared my throat as Danny wandered past. "Hey!" I said, perhaps too loudly. She jumped, shot me a dark look and then stomped off. Even as I shouted the compliment after her, she continued to stalk away at top speed.Later, right before lunch, Charlie took me aside. "Maybe you could talk to Danny about herself. You know, ask her questions and stuff. Girls like it when you take an interest in them… Oh, and try not to shout this time.”Again I tried and failed. "Where are you from?" "What are your parents like?" "What are their names?" Etc.After a few stiff answers, she left her half-eaten sandwich and with an "Excuse me," she stormed off to the porch."What did I do now?" I muttered.
Charlie smirked at me. "I said ask her questions, not interrogate."
From my second attempt at a novel (in my teens), One Was Let to Slip Away -
Einar sighed as they stopped and turned to face one another. “Falí is well, is he not?” he asked, to which Clissier nodded. “What new ill tidings do you wish to bear to me, then?”
They had arrived where a few wicked trees seemed to close in about them, grabbing at their cloaks with twisted hands, meaning to trip and ruin them. But the fingers instantly recoiled as Falí came tramping along close behind. He swiped at the cracked hands with an open palm, and they retreated farther, trembling at the contact. Laughing, Falí smote another low branch and commanded the rest of the bracken to part the way.
“Careful, Falí,” Clissier warned him. Her eyes burned with a dangerous fire, and Falí quickly obeyed as the inferno swept over him. (Author's note: UGH.)
April 12, 2016
Rained Out
I've been close to gathering up my tent, packing the supplies, putting out the dying embers of the fire, and heading back home to Reality. Camp NaNoWriMo isn't going as well as I had hoped it would. But never you fear: LIFE HAPPENS. Life has happened to me. But words will happen again.
How about you? How's YOUR writing going? If you're not a writer, what're you readin'?
Beth
How about you? How's YOUR writing going? If you're not a writer, what're you readin'?
Beth
March 23, 2016
Goin' Campin'
I'm packin' my bags and leavin' the comforts of home...
NOT! ...-ish.
Okay, okay. What I'm really doing is participating in Camp NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) in April.
Curious? Here's a link: CLICK ME
I'm working on a project I started last year: The Warring Goblet (working title.) I plan on adding another 29,999 words to the manuscript before May 1st. Can I do it? I'm not sure, but I'll try.
Wish me luck!
Beth
NOT! ...-ish.
Okay, okay. What I'm really doing is participating in Camp NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) in April.
Curious? Here's a link: CLICK ME
I'm working on a project I started last year: The Warring Goblet (working title.) I plan on adding another 29,999 words to the manuscript before May 1st. Can I do it? I'm not sure, but I'll try.
Wish me luck!
Beth
March 6, 2016
Whip that WIP!
A new month is here. I'm still here. Writing, reading, and--a little arithmetic, but not much. I hit SUBMIT on a manuscript, and sent out another via mail. So, fingers crossed! Actually, I don't believe in luck. If you are so inclined, please pray for me. Seriously.
Books I've read this year (in no particular order):
1. The Choice by Nicholas Sparks2. Dorothy Must Die3. The Wicked Will Rise4. Lock & Mori5. Brooklyn6. The Ripper Gene7. Emma by Jane Austen (finished it, is more like it)8. The Red Pyramid by Rick Riordan (ditto)9. Gunpowder Green
Right now I'm reading The Magicians. And there are hundreds of others on the TBR pile. Yeah.
I posted on my other blog that I have three main works-in-progress. I'll mention them here:
1. The Warring Goblet (heroic fantasy) Poldark meets Home Alone meets Lord of the Rings2. Doomsday (high fantasy) Harry Potter meets Jurassic Park meets Frequency3. Untitled (paranormal mystery) Merlin meets Community meets an Agatha Christie novel meets Wonder
Fun times.
Speaking of writing, I should be doing that. Right now. Other than blogging, but of course.
Ciao!Beth
Books I've read this year (in no particular order):
1. The Choice by Nicholas Sparks2. Dorothy Must Die3. The Wicked Will Rise4. Lock & Mori5. Brooklyn6. The Ripper Gene7. Emma by Jane Austen (finished it, is more like it)8. The Red Pyramid by Rick Riordan (ditto)9. Gunpowder Green
Right now I'm reading The Magicians. And there are hundreds of others on the TBR pile. Yeah.
I posted on my other blog that I have three main works-in-progress. I'll mention them here:
1. The Warring Goblet (heroic fantasy) Poldark meets Home Alone meets Lord of the Rings2. Doomsday (high fantasy) Harry Potter meets Jurassic Park meets Frequency3. Untitled (paranormal mystery) Merlin meets Community meets an Agatha Christie novel meets Wonder
Fun times.
Speaking of writing, I should be doing that. Right now. Other than blogging, but of course.
Ciao!Beth
February 21, 2016
Snoring
It's 2:15 in the morning. Everyone is snoring, the sound I loathe above all others. Well, that and heavy breathing, which is pretty much the same thing. Oh, and people chomping on their food. Great, now I'm really irritated.
In my creative writing group, we're covering the five senses. We've done sight, sound, touch, and taste. Scent is left, and I'm a little apprehensive. The activities for each class under the sense theme have been hands on. I could have people smell things and write about scent, but I can see people having sneezing fits all over the place. Le ugh.
Did I mention snoring irritates me?
It's 2:19 in the morning, and my brain can barely form a coherent thought. I think I'd better sign off. Just wanted to pop in to say that I am not yet dead, and to give a reminder: I'm mostly blogging on my WordPress account: The Blog of Beth Overmyer.
Thanks for stopping by,
Beth
In my creative writing group, we're covering the five senses. We've done sight, sound, touch, and taste. Scent is left, and I'm a little apprehensive. The activities for each class under the sense theme have been hands on. I could have people smell things and write about scent, but I can see people having sneezing fits all over the place. Le ugh.
Did I mention snoring irritates me?
It's 2:19 in the morning, and my brain can barely form a coherent thought. I think I'd better sign off. Just wanted to pop in to say that I am not yet dead, and to give a reminder: I'm mostly blogging on my WordPress account: The Blog of Beth Overmyer.
Thanks for stopping by,
Beth
