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Rita
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Nov 10, 2009 12:51PM
Strange how different life is today than it was a 100 years ago or so. Men couldn't even talk to a woman until they had been properly introduced by a mutual aquaintance.
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Sometimes, I wish that rule was still in effect.
But then, 100 years ago I'd be someone's wife/slave. Not sure how I'd like that one. Plus all the kids and no plumbing, and yuck.
Or I could have been the mistress....
So I got wrapped up in M-20 stuff last night. How hard should it be to write a bio and a couple of blurbs. My brain just would not cooperate. Good thing I wrote in the morning. Word count 3926 words. I'm at just under 90,000 words now on my current WOP, nearly done. Then it's back to struggling for 2000 words.
So this is where you've all been hiding...When you left the other groups last week I thought I had said something wrong.
I kept trying to find you guys by sending out luring pics of other people to catch your interest, but it didn't seem to be working. I even received nasty-grams threatening that I'd be fed to some mangy dog named "Sparky".
I even thought using hot "Chic" picks might at least get Paul's attention, but that didn't work either. I'm at a loss ...
2,000 words last night (re-write of chapter one). After Renee and I discussed the prologue I moved forward to adapt some lessons learned. It's coming along pretty slow, but my "real" job has swamped me lately.
Hi Tod! Has OFW been that quiet? I think NaNoWriMo & the editing for M-20 has been keeping everyone busy.
Hi Tod, where did you do all of this? I never saw a thing. Rita's right, NaNo for most has taken a lot of time and for me I have no excuse really. Just little ones driving me nuts and this and that for M-20 and my writing.We should go visit OFW, make sure no one has burned it to the ground. Maybe Wendy's cult has infiltrated teh whole thing. Oh my!
Sparky, Tod is not dinner. Let him go. Now. I've got another Myspace perv...yeah you like them don't you. They've got a fishy flavor.
And I totally meant fishy as in suspicious or sketchy not...whatever.
And Sparky is a Kraken, Spot is a Cheetah(or a cougar or some spotted cat, please don't eat me spot, I just can't remember) We haven't adopted any dogs yet. But Wendy and Rita need pets.
Hyaena, Renee. No, I didn't see any hot chicks. Shame...
ahh...I forgot. Sorry Spot. Thanks Paul. Too much stuff to keep in my head. Too much I say.
OFW is dead like a re-run zombie flick from the 60s.M-20, what's that? Just kiddin.
No...I don't like them. I delete/block them as soon as they appear (after copying their photo to a private folder, of course)!
Kraken's are cool...reminds me of Harryhausen every time I think of them. Very frightening.
Post it Note for Tod - Watch what you write; innuendos, entendres and allegories will be noticed in this sharp group. :o)
I'll have to find your cubi Tod, we're good at decorating and should you need someone to look after it while you're away, just ask.
I want an elephant. Do you think that perhaps one of those elephants that the cultists stole from the zoo are still roaming around the farms of Idaho?
Oh, let's go look. YOu should SO have an elephant. What are we going to name him? Will it be a him? That could be interesting...perhaps a she. We can name her Ellie or something.Yay, Rita's getting an elephant.
Yoohoo, Ellie, are you out here somewhere?* grabs a bag of peanuts and throws it over my shoulder *
In college, I once had a dream about dancing with an elephant. I have been fond of elephants ever since.
Kennedy likes elephants too. Just not up close.
Rita,Did your elephant dream occur near exam time? Some tests at my uni were a lot like dancing with an elephant. Or maybe it's a better metaphor for writing a long work--a thesis...or a novel.
I thought it was an unproductive day, but I actually wrote quite a bit this morning, at 4:30am. Perhaps I should get up that early every day, it seems I'm most productive while still sleeping.Word count for today=3835 words.
I should total for the year, so I'm not going through a thousand posts to do it.
That's OK. I am continually impressed by how much writers are cranking out. I'm lucky if I get time to write 1000 per week.I think there is a break point - if you don't write at least xxx per week, your writing doesn't improve. In fact, it deteriorates like stale poo from a dancing elephant.
Sorry, wanted to make sure I tied into existing themes.
The PhilCon and my Borders signing are next week. I hope you will wish me luck. I'm trying to get a break out of some sort going.Denver's MileHI Con was a bust (placed an ad that resulted in 0 website visits). I will be taking party cups, bookmarks, and a winning smile and CHARM to Philly, though!
Good Luck Tod, I'm sure it will go well. They want the books to sell as much as you do, so they should do some sort of promotion. ANd charm is definitely a good idea. Maybe toss in a madame here and there, as Carlos does, and you'll have them lining up for a copy and a smile.
Renee wrote: "ANd charm is definitely a good idea. Maybe toss in a madame here and there, as Carlos does, and you'll have them lining up for a copy and a smile. "Renee, would that work for a woman? Just wondering if a girl says "Madame" that it would have the same appeal...
Tod wrote: "In fact, it deteriorates like stale poo from a dancing elephant."
Marvelous metaphor, Tod. I think I now know what my next contest will be--the opposite of the "Monkey Metaphor" contest. I hope you'll enter your metaphor when I have the contest. I just need to figure out what the prizes will be.
I think all a woman has to do is bat her eyelashes and blush prettily and the boys will fall in line. Or perhaps wear something just slightly trashy, not slutty, just enough to make them salivate a little. For me, it would be something to show off my legs, someone else might consider cleavage or something. Not butt cleavage, no that doesn't work. No one wants to see that. I don't care how fine your ass is. Perhaps some, ugh, open toed shoes. A lot of men have a thing for feet. shivers.
We have to work a little harder to get a man to line up.
I can do the cleavage thing, and I'm very good at blushing and batting my eyelashes.When Kaylee was a year old, she somehow reached her clothes folded and placed at the top of her closet. She would change her clothes every nap time. We asked her, "Kaylee, how did you get those pants?" She had to fly to get them.
Kaylee batted her blue eyes with those dark lashes and looked away, and then she gave us this cherubic smile that said, "I am so innocent." Just one years old, and she could do that. (We are so in trouble.)
Anyway, she learned it from me.
You'll have no trouble then, now to lure the women, a nice plate of something chocolate and perhaps a parting gift of your choice to go with the book.
I know but let's keep that between us.
If you guys seriously dressed and teased like that I am not sure I could concentrate enough to sell books.Since this will be my first Con, I am wondering if there will be any hot, elf chics or Princess Leia slave outfits.
No Tod, I really don't think outfits like that would do you justice. Maybe a knight or a Prince, you know 'male' characters...
Too funny, maybe there's something to the big sword on my front cover.
Good morning Sparky, my you've cleaned your pool. Looks nice. Expecting company? Yes, I do have someone you might like to meet. His name is DantheMAN and he's from Ohio. Yep. At 54 years old, he's 5'8" but 'built' much taller and prefers young women. The ones his age are far to mouthy and not so good in bed. He saw my profile and was immediately 'excited' and in love. He wants me to add him to my MSN, and chat. He'd love to meet me some time, maybe we could get a room, and meet halfway. Nice try Romeo, you frigging perv, in the tank you go. Meet Sparky, he's pretty young although not female. I'm sure he'll get you excited though.
Ahhh, love Myspace. Anyway 2446 words yesterday. I spent most of it coming up with my section for M-20. That was fun. Then I decided we should have one more little contest. Participants, go check the thread.
Yeah, I was too lazy to come up with anything myself. You'll see what I mean.
More coffee? Don't mind if I do.
I had no kids for six hours yesterday, yes it was a lovely day. I cleaned, did laundry and then I sat down to write. Word count was 7096 words. A very nice day. I'm nearly done my WOP!! Yay. Now, to add up these word counts for the year.
Total so far for 2009 = 410,452 words.Where is it all?
That's incredible, Renee.I really must take some sort of speed typing course to catch up!
I guess that, having produced 3 complete first drafts of novels, two film scripts, a handful of short stories, 3 articles, blog posts, workshops and academic assignments, I must be on...
57,000 + 75,000 + 120,000 + 30,000 + 30,000 + 500 + 400 + 8,000 + 5,000 + 5,000 + 2,000 + (3,000 X 3) + (1,000 X 23) + (3,000 X 3) + 2,000 + 1,000 + 2,000 + 2,000 = 389,000.
Add in the NaNo thing - I'll pass the 50K in the month, but I doubt I'll be able to reach 100K - and by the end of November I'll be at 440,000 words.
Oh, OK, we're about the same in terms of output.
We are, and I can type really fast, and I've gotten better at it. So, I can type as fast as most of my thoughts come through my head. Very handy if you're inspired. By the way, did you get all 'cleaned' up? Sleep well? I did.
laughsYes thanks, all mopped up. Slept like a baby. I may have had some dreams...
Blushes and looks awayI shouldn't have mentioned it, now I'm all flustered again. I hope they were good dreams. Not the disturbing variety.
Oh, yes, very good...Shall we call a halt on this one?
OK, we'll just get back to congratulating each other on our amazing talents and prolific output.sighs
Perhaps, in another time, another place, different circumstances ...
No, I'm probably deluding myself. :)
We'll see...changing subject
You are much more talented and prolific than I am. Imagine what you could do if work wasn't in the way, and sleep, and taking the garbage out.
Well, I think it's amazing what you get done while tending hordes of small children, battling rabid moles and feeding Sparky. Not to mention ferrets, husbands, dogs and removing piles of crap.Just think if you only had a part ime job and a guaranteed 4 hours a day peace and quiet! We'd be looking at word counts of around a million.
Some day...Until then, I get up way too early, stay up until my eyes are slamming shut and sneak in every spare minute I can.
It works, for now.
Hi there, Renee!I hope all is well with you and your family. Are you busily editing all that fantastic writing you did in the garage?
I brought a snack for Sparky: a young delinquent who kept setting fire to the lift this morning. Two little old ladies missed their train because they took forever to climb the stairs.
Thanks Teresa, Sparky loves delinquents. And yes, editing furiously, hoping my head doesn't explode. I've also been rewriting something that was half finished before I got obsessed with the other story. I decided a different direction was needed and that means rewriting everything. Why do we do this to ourselves?
Damn it, we're writers. Sigh. But wait until you read it, soooo much better without Aaron. You'll love it. I've added some setting too as I changed everything. I've got a few lines I'm pretty darn proud of. But not yet. I want to finish it. Rowan's been stuck in the slave settlement for a long time. She's getting a little cranky. Homicidal even.
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