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  • Hallelujah, Summer is HERE!

    By far, the single greatest perk to working in the public school system is the temporary unemployment we call Summer. After a particularly brutal winter, (and I say this as someone who spent three beyond-brutal Februarys in Northern Michigan), it has often felt like this day would never come. But my backyard is full of greenery, and my Summer Non-negotiable is in the mail.

    I made the decision back in April that summer without a hammock would be a total failure. By this time next week, I should be lounging under the trees. Hammocks have always been my favorite. When we were in Key West three years ago, we spent more time in the hammock at our B&B than doing anything anything else. Since my schedule with Second City (oh right, I’m doing some writing workshops with Second City this year, heyo!) precludes any real summer trips for us, I decided investing in a hammock could bring the serenity of travel to us.

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  • Three Days of Night is Now Available!

    I’ve been attempting to play the slow game of book-selling. In what may or may not be viewed as somewhat dickish behavior, I have purposefully been letting the news about my novella release come in dribs and drabs. If I’m completely honest, this may be rooted in a bit of fear. Fear of what, I’m not sure. But sometimes we get afraid of our successes, and this might be that for me.

    Anyways, the happy news is that Three Days of Night is available on Amazon. I’ve already had some success with it, which is incredible. It’s been on two Top 100 lists, and still clings onto one of them. I’ve also already made back a little more than 10% of the money I sunk into its publication, so that’s reassuring. I’m optimistic that I can break even on it before the year ends. What? I never said I was an optimistic optimist.

  • Writing Dot-to-Dot

    Every once in awhile, we stumble across something and it’s like meeting an old friend. These are things that we used to do or enjoy, but have somehow forgotten completely about them. And, at least if you’re me, you then feel like a complete and total idiot for being such a tool. Eh, it happens.

    This happens to me a couple times a year. I have hereditary forgetfulness passed on to me from my Absent-Minded Professor father. It happened again to me last week. What was interesting was that it involved writing, so it’s pretty embarrassing. You know, the whole being a writer thing makes forgetting something about writing a pretty horrific thing to admit. But I did.

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  • Ripping the Bandaid Off

    Oh dear. I’ve done it again. I’ve become neglectful of ye olde blog. When that happens, I sometimes have trouble getting back into it because the guilt and fear are just overwhelming. Well, suck it up, Buttercup. Time to get over yourself and rip that bandaid off.

    So here we are. I’ve been doing lots of things to avoid writing here, and sometimes to avoid writing. But, not all the time. Did I mention I have +16,000 new words since I fell off the wagon? I didn’t? Oh, well I do. I’ve instituted a few changes in how I keep track of writing, but I’ll write about that some other time. But they’re working. And I’m happy.

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  • Notes from the Sofa

    I managed to rouse up enough decent-feelings to get the novella finished and back to my editor. I finally settled on the point in which to break for novella #2. Which means Three Days of Night is still chugging along, if not slightly behind the schedule I was hoping for. I’m still struggling to come to terms with this whole not-temporary illness aspect and the idea that some days I just really might not be capable to productive writing. Or any writing.

    One thing I have learned is that if I feel up for writing, it doesn’t matter what time it is. That’s what I need to do. Definitely saw 3am this morning, which I haven’t seen in a long time. But I have a solid 700 words to show for it. Not bad since I literally spent the entire day on the couch trying not to pass out with a migraine and general fatigue.

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  • On Changing Expectations and Being Sick

    I went on an incredible trip for a month. And I’d really like to talk about it and share some of those experiences with you. Unfortunately, that is not what I’m posting about today. I’m posting about what happens when things don’t go the way you would hope.

    I’m sick. Like, curled up on the couch, delirious, wanting your mom sick. Which has been me, since basically we got back. Scratch that, I was lucky enough to make it the wedding we came back from Kenya for, but not entirely. We left early, so I could go home, and be sick. Which has been me, for over a week. Not writing, not eating, not being a productive member of anything. Laying on the couch, being delirious, and wanting my mom.

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  • How’s Them Plans Going: A Schedule

    Soooo, remember when I came up with the absolutely ludicrous plan to publish 18 things in 18 months? It’s been a couple weeks, so I figured it was time to check in and report back on my findings or doings or whatever. Maybe even post a schedule!

    In that plan, I laid out where I wanted novels, short stories, and novellas to hit. I gave myself two freebies because I knew I would end up having a short story collection after awhile, and my novella trilogy has always had the plan to become an omnibus. So I guess that may be considered cheating, but even if we go with 16 publications in 18 months, that’s still a lot.

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  • My Writing Manifesto or My Cry for Feminism

    I’ve had other posts planned. I was even going to post something yesterday, but I stopped. This post is probably going to be link heavy, and it may offend you or make you upset. If it does? Good. It offends and upsets me too.

    When people talk to me about my writing and ask me what I do (which is strangely a lot lately), I have always been clear. I am a woman writer. I am writer who is a woman. I am not an American Woman Novelist as Wikipedia would have me. I am a writer. I am a feminist writer.

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  • Full-Time Writer You Say?

    I posted a countdown the other day about my upcoming adventures. I left something very big and very important off that countdown. See, tomorrow is  June 3rd. It’s the last day of school. Normally that’s not a big deal, because normally I would go home after work and start right away the next day a full-time summer job. No breaks. No time off.

    This year? That’s not happening. I’m going home after work and the next day? I’m staying home. I’m staying home and I’m writing. And I’m doing that the next day, and also the day after that. I somehow convinced my entire family and my friends to support me as I give full-time writing a go.

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  • You Need a Plan

    I’m a big fan of outlines. Which is a little strange, because I really love flying by the seat of my pants. And as I spoke about earlier, going off the plan is really easy for me. It’s sort of my default mode.

    Which is why I like outlines. They tell me where I am going and roughly where I hope to end up. If I get too far off track, all I have to do is look at my outline, point my compass in that direction, and usually it turns out okay. So far, I haven’t ended up being eaten by bears in the wilderness.

    But I’m not here to talk about outlines today. Whoops. Just sitting here, pulling the tablecloth out from all the dishes. Don’t mind me. Nope, I’m here to talk about plans. As in, career plans.

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