Archive for November, 2012

Fighting the Funk-Bug

Thursday, November 29th, 2012

Hey folks,

Remember that whole fiasco with my wrist? And how I was forced to take a break? Well, I’d finally felt a bit better and thought, “Hey, let’s try writing again.”

Nope, wasn’t going to happen.

You see, for some odd reason, my brain didn’t want to write, nor did it want to read. I’d even bought a book by a renowned author that I knew would be great, but I couldn’t read it. Staying focused was too much of a chore, even though the story sounded really interesting.

So here I am, stuck in this stupid funk. My friends have all told me it’s completely natural to take a break and recharge, but I’d already done that when I was burnt out. Now it’s more like I don’t want to touch my WIPs with a ten-foot pole.

Shoot, I don’t even want to go on Twitter or Facebook, and creating this post is the most writing I’ve done in weeks.


Ever feel like that? And if you did, what did you do to get out of it?




Server Crash

Tuesday, November 27th, 2012

If you haven’t already noticed, I’m missing a whole weeks worth of blog posts. And no, it wasn’t because I was lazy or didn’t have time. I actually had two posts scheduled to go up. One was about Thanksgiving, and another was about Black Friday. So what happened?

Well, my server crashed. Not only had I lost two weeks worth of blog posts (I was able to recover one week), but I lost some emails as well. So now I have to play catch up.


Oh technology, you’re not being good to me.



Zombie Wasteland 4-4

Wednesday, November 14th, 2012


The sun’s light peeked in through the drapes the next morning and chased away the shadows of the night. Shelly woke in a foul mood. Her dreams held nothing but the worst of nightmares. Not only did she get eaten by zombies, but this time Spencer was there, laughing in the background.

She cursed Arthur’s name as she got dressed. How dare he scare her like that, putting ideas of a terrorist living in their house through her mind. Like they didn’t have enough to worry about already. Her back ached from tossing and turning all night, and she opened the door with less motivation than she had in days.

The bustle of the morning routine hit her square in the face when the noise of chatter from downstairs reached her ears. If everyone was up, that meant she’d slept in. And she hated sleeping in. Nothing was worse than being behind in schedule.

Well, turning into a walking corpse was worse, but still.

Shelly reached the kitchen much faster than anticipated and skidded to a stop to watch as folks were piling their dirty dishes in the sink and leaving to start their tasks for the day. Great, now she would eat alone. And since she was last, she was in charge of washing dishes.

“Fan-freaking-tastic.” Shelly grumpily grabbed some food from the pantry and slumped in the kitchen chair. As she took a bite, Spencer slapped a spot on the table in front of her, making her jump.

“You took me by surprise,” Shelly said, placing a hand over her heart. If she wasn’t fully awake before, she was now.

Spencer smiled. “You’re late.” He grabbed a chair and turned it backwards, sitting down and leaning his chin on the back of it.

His presence started to make her feel better because his added company meant not being alone, but guilt clawed its way into her chest. She couldn’t stop thinking about Arthur’s words.

“Did you eat yet?” She figured it’d be best to start with a neutral topic before she dove into the nitty gritty. It might make things awkward between them if she brought up what Arthur found out, but at least she’d know the truth—that he wasn’t some freaking terrorist. Then she could tell Arthur to shove his paranoia where the sun didn’t shine.

“Yeah. And your boyfriend was here too. He kept giving me the evil eye for some reason.” Spencer winked.

Shelly laughed awkwardly. ”About that.” She put her food down and looked him in the eye. “Are you a terrorist?” Guess it was time to see if he’d sink or swim.

Spencer blinked. “What makes you think that?” He folded his arms.

“Arthur sort of…he kind of…” She took a deep breath and tried again. “Look, he went through your things.”

“What?” Spencer’s eyes narrowed as his hands into fists.

“Well, he got jealous because of all the attention you’ve been giving me.” That was the best explanation she could come up with.

“What did he find out?” Spencer asked through clenched teeth. Shelly’s appetite vanished as this new side of Spencer leaked out. His body shook with rage, his fists turned white, and she could’ve sworn steam came out of his ears.

“Hey, it’s not like you were hiding a body in there or anything.” Shelly tried to pass it off as nothing to calm him down, but it didn’t help.

Without another word, Spencer got up and left.

-Catch the next bit by the end of this month or the beginning of next month-

Kela McClelland has been such a good friend for helping me critique the continuation of my short story! She caught a lot of errors and gave great suggestions. You can find her blog here: OR you can follow her on twitter: @kelamcclelland.



Author Interview: Jennie Bates Bozic

Monday, November 12th, 2012

This author interview is with the very talented Jennie Bates Bozic. Jennie and I know each other from AQC and I’ve been following her success over the past few months from completing her manuscript (which I read and it rocked my socks off) to landing an agent. And now her book is already out on submission!

A little background info - “I was a homeschooled military brat while growing up.  My first “book” was a short kid’s story about a brother and a sister who are sent to Saturn as astronauts and meet an alien named Kleppy.  Bestseller material there, I tell you!  I have a BA in Religion and Philosophy from Hillsdale College and a diploma in 3D Animation in Visual Effects from Lost Boys Learning. I was crazy enough to move to Los Angeles to live with a pair of sisters I found on Craigslist, but it paid off. I’ve spent the last four years creating visual effects for film and television.  If you’ve watched shows such as The Walking Dead, Grey’s Anatomy, The Event, Heroes or Greek, chances are that you’ve seen some of my work. I signed with amazing agent Steven Axelrod and I’m hoping to get a publishing deal very soon!” – Jennie

Let the questions begin!

1 – What is the name of your book, when does it release, and where can we buy it? 

The name of the book is Damselfly and it’s currently being shopped to publishers.

2 – Can you give us a little blurb of the story of your book?

In 2065, the Lilliput Project created Lina – the first six-inch-tall winged girl – as the solution to a worldwide energy and food crisis. Isolated in a compound amidst the forests of Denmark, Lina has grown up aware of only one purpose: learn how to survive in a world filled with hawks, bumblebees, and loneliness. However, on the eve of her sixteenth birthday, she discovers that she’s not the only teenager her size.  Six “Toms” were created shortly after Lina, and now her creators need to prove to the world that tiny people are the next logical step in human evolution. In other words, they need to prove that reproduction is possible.

Um. No thanks. Lina’s already fallen in love with a boy she met online named Jack. Only he has no idea that thumbelina1847 could literally fit inside his heart.

When her creators threaten to hurt Jack unless she chooses a husband from among the Toms, Lina agrees to star in a reality TV series.  Once the episodes begin to air, the secret of her size is out. Cut off from any contact with the outside world, Lina assumes Jack is no longer interested. After all, what guy would want to date a girl he can’t even kiss?

Slowly, very slowly, she befriends the six young men who see her as their only ticket to happiness. Perhaps she can make just one guy’s dream of love and companionship come true. But her creators have a few more twists in store for her that she never thought possible. She’s not the only one playing to the cameras.

3 – When did you start writing and has it always been your passion?

Like so many others, I discovered my love for writing as a kid, but I didn’t start seriously writing a novel until two years ago.  Until then, I had no idea how to start and the whole thing intimidated me.

4 – Is this your first book? Or have you written others?

This is my second book, but the first one needs a lot of reworking.  So I guess you could say this is my first truly finished novel.

5 – What is the genre of your book? Are you going to follow the same genre with later books?

It’s YA sci fi/fairytale retelling.  I’m not sure if I will ever write a book for adults or younger kids, but I would like to branch out within the YA category and try some different genres.  My first novel is a YA fantasy.

6 – What do you like to do in your spare time (other than writing)?

Well, right now I’m looking for a job and that takes up a bunch of time, but normally I play video games, read, hike, spend time with my husband and friends, and waste hours of my life on the internet.

7 – What is some good advice for new writers striving to be in your place?

Write. A lot. Then get a range of feedback on your work and set your ego aside. Rinse, repeat.

8 – Do you ever get writer’s block? And if yes, how do you fix that problem?

I’m not sure I would call it writer’s block, but I do suffer from a lack of focus at times.  I’ll stare at the page and know deep down that if I really focus and just *start*, the words will flow, but for whatever reason I choose not do so and instead I end up “researching” some random thing on Google.  Sometimes I’m just overwhelmed with the number of ways a scene could go and I’m having a hard time choosing, but usually it’s just that I’m a master procrastinator.  I think you just have to force yourself to pay attention to the task at hand and do it.

9 – Which character from a book do you most relate to, if any? And why?

Jane Eyre, because she chooses to do the right thing even though it means giving up her own dreams and she doesn’t back down even though the consequences are awful. I’ve been in a couple of situations like that, and she’s my fictional role model.

10 – And finally, where do you envision yourself five years from now?

Hopefully published!  Living in a mansion in Hawaii… Or not.  I’ll probably be in Chicago with my husband and a couple little kids, staying up late at night to get my words in for the day and hoping people will enjoy my stories.

Thanks, Jennie, for doing this interview with me! If you’d like to get in contact with Jennie, you can find her on her website or on Twitter.

Feeling Much Better Now

Friday, November 9th, 2012

And like that, a switch has been flipped. These past two weeks were crummy. I was undergoing a lot of stressful things, like double the work, wrist issues, and being in a funk with my writing. My laptop was on quarantine for the last two weeks—that’s how bad it was. But now that things have slowed down, and I rested my injuries, I feel like a new woman.

My wrist feels 100% better. I’m going to get back to writing as soon as I have time. This weekend is jam packed, but I’ll squeeze out some words to my WIP. And I think my funk is gone because I’d taken a break (a forceful break, but one none-the-less). I might’ve been overreaching a bit, what with all the contests, querying, writing, and keeping up with the Jones. No wonder my wrist was like, “Stahp!” <—-meme reference *teeheehee*

In other news, a lot (and I’m not exaggerating when I say a lot) of my writer friends are getting deals this year. Many of them have nabbed agents, gotten publishing deals (or got published), and are self-publishing. If I kept count, the figure would most likely be in the high tens to low twenties. That might not sound like many people, but I don’t have a ton of friends. So I figure with that count, over half of them (more than 50%) are already taking the path to authorship . 2012 was a freggin’ lucky ass year for writers. (Can I get some of that please?)

Yeah, I’m sure that would put any girl in a funk. Here I am, querying, and not getting anywhere with it, while my friends shoot off like rockets. It’s bound to make anyone green with envy. But I’m extremely happy for them. It’s what we, as writers, want for each other—to one day get our books published for people to read.

How has this year been for you?