Friday, September 17, 2010

Fixed

I got my blog back up. I still don't know why Google gave me that message and wouldn't let me in. Seems like everyone else was able to get in okay. I removed some sidebar widgets from the code, and it came back. I put them back in, and it went away, took them away and it came back. I don't miss the widgets. I can't even remember what they were.

So now we know, GOOGLE IS WATCHING.

Thanks for all the comments. You guys are great.
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Thursday, September 16, 2010

Testing, Testing

Google is messing with my blog. I can't use any template but this stupid classic one and it won't let me "Design." I don't know if any of my followers can see my posts because I can no longer see my followers, this the test. If you see this, please comment. Thank you. This really upsets me.
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Avoiding discomfort

It's not what you write, it's what you don't or find hard to write. As authors, it's our job to cause conflict, cause the reader to feel emotions. We can make our characters do whatever we want them to. We can also harm them, fix them, cure them, bring them back to live, perform miracles on them,etc. Easy? No, not for me, anyway.

How to get passed my own conflict and discomforts? What aren't I writing? If I put my character in an embarrassing position, it's hard to push through because it might be a situation I'd never find myself in and avoid. Personally, I'm a peaceful person who dislikes confrontation, so putting my characters in a situations I'd avoid is particularly hard for me, yet it's necessary. Every story needs conflict, and sometimes it's at the expense of the character. I think I must block out anything uncomfortable. What I'm saying, yet not writing, is conflict is a personal thing.

An exercise I could try would be to write about every avoidable conflict I can think of without offering my character a hand. No help from this author, no siree.

How about anyone else? How do you overcome avoidance due to your own personality?
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Monday, September 13, 2010

Between a Rock and a Hard Place

I feel stifled lately. I don't know what to do now that my book is completed. Is it kind of a let down? What do you think. Also, I can't get my synopsis to work. If it doesn't thrill me, how much more will it not thrill an agent.

I'm having doubts. Is my book good enough? Will I handle rejection well? Actually, on that subject, rejection, I wouldn't mind getting a rejection notice. At least I will have gotten that far.

Where do I go to find an agent? Does anyone know? Should I self publish? If I do that, then I can put this book to bed and concentrate on the next one. Such a quandary I'm in. Any suggestions?
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Thursday, September 2, 2010

Brain Stormin'

Hi everyone,

I need to brainstorm. Okay, lets say a married couple have separate, but identical guns. The wife shoots someone. Ballistics shows the bullet from the victim came from her gun. But she throws her gloves away and gets her coat cleaned, so there's no gunpowder residue. Then she says her husband used her gun and shot the guy. There were no witnesses. I thought about the police finding powder residue in her car, which is possible according to everything I've read. But she could say her husband drove it. I've got the cops trying to trick her by saying they have a video of her with the gun, but she wasn't buying it. I need suggestions. Lets brainstorm.
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Tuesday, August 31, 2010

I can't dance, I can't talk

In the day, I could dance and dance and dance. I once danced for exercise and fun. I didn't realize it until one day when I looked at my baggy clothing, but I'd lost ten pounds without even trying. That'll never happen again.

I'm not fat, but I'm short. I have put on an extra twenty pounds. When I was on vacation with the hairdo from hell, I didn't realize how much the, previously, adoring camera had betrayed me until I saw the results of the photos. What a friggin' shock. I was horrified. I had to act.

I got right on it and dug out exercise tapes with dance aerobics, hip hop, walking, etc. I'm not only fat, I've lost any coordination I once had. I feel like a beached wale. With a little practice, I can get through a routine and it's becoming a little easier. My problem is, though I have a spacious basement, it's carpeted. So I'm out on Ebay looking for dance sneaker. Dance sneakers? Who knew. I need something I can pivot with and scoot in on the indoor/outdoor carpet.

Back to Ebay. I'm employed, but my husband is not, so I wasn't willing to pay full price for dance sneakers. Will, there they were for $10.00 on Ebay. Brand new and the right size and width, I've got bunions and a fat foot. I'm not holding my breath on their comfort, but the price was right and if they don't work out, will, I'm out a few bucks instead of a lot. I was just notified that I won the auction. Is it a good sign? Wait and see, I guess.

The good news is, the first two weeks, I lost five pounds. Yay. That's enough to keep me encouraged, so I went and bought some more exercise tapes. I'm rollin' now, boy.

Until next time, Good bye and God bless.
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