What To Do

I Have Been Getting Absolutely Nothing Done….

Also, this is my last week of classes for school and finals are next week. Granted, I only have one test, but that test is stressing me out big time. On top of that, I’m trying to figure what I’m doing for school next semester since I graduate this month. I got into a school and had a plan, but I have changed my mind. Now I have to start the process all over again. That’s a pain in the butt, too.

At the moment, I am writing four novels at once. All of them go together and three of them are not to be published. Although, who knows? If The Blank Page series kicks off pretty well whenever I get that published, I may publish the characters’ books just as a side series. So I have been working bit by bit on that.

However, I have been in the mood to edit my novels instead of writing new ones. Believe me when I say that this never happens. I hate editing with a burning passion and usually when I finish a novel, I set it aside only to be dug up again in a few years and say, “Hey, I remember this!” And then it gets buried again…

But a couple of months ago…well, I think it was back in March, I decided that I was going to set up a writing schedule for myself. This is how it goes:

January — Write
February — Write
March — Edit
April — Camp NaNo
May — Write
June — Edit
July — Camp NaNo
August — Write
September — Write
October — Edit
November — NaNo
December — Write

All the months before the NaNo months are editing months to make sure that I don’t start something new and “cheat” at NaNo. Also, notice that this is only three months. Again, I hate editing.

I started this back in March, except I wrote instead of edited because my flash drive was broken. I have two novels to edit because I had printed them out before my flash drive broke, but I either didn’t think to edit those two novels or I just ignored the fact that I was able to edit them…who knows? My point is that for 2013 I may switch the months of March and May. I wrote in March so I think I’m going to edit in May. I’m probably going to switch back and forth between editing and writing The Blank Page. Then in June I will try to strictly edit.

The thing is that summer is nearly here and I want it to be a good one. So far, 2013 has been promising. I have been keeping up with my New Year’s Resolutions (which never happens) and I have been doing great on my writing. I want the summer to be just as good since I won’t have school and I won’t have work. I’ll be babysitting a lot, but I kind of need to make some money, right? But it will still give me a lot more time to write instead of writing around school and work. Plus, half of the time I’ll be watching my cousins and they’re older, so it’s not like they don’t know how to entertain themselves and I have to keep an eye on them at all times.

But this summer I really want to finish editing something. I have two children’s picture books that are completed…edited and all. I sent Asking Bobby to a publisher about a month ago. They said if I don’t hear back within 30 days, I should e-mail them…which I still have to do. There’s another publisher that I really like, but they only take exclusive manuscripts. So I’m going to send Ashley’s Day at the Aquarium there and send Asking Bobby to a bunch of other places. If I get all rejections, I’ll swap the two. Make sense?

In the meantime, I’m going to be editing Diary of a Lover. My goal is to have that novel completely edited and ready to be published by the end of the summer. Then during the school year I can send that novel to places, as well. While I wait for those three books to get accepted, I can continue writing other things.

The reason I’m planning on editing Dairy of a Lover before Hunter is because I have edited Diary of a Lover before. I’m in the middle of the seventh draft (believe it or not) whereas I have not even glanced at Hunter since I finished it. I finished it back in 2011, I think. Wow, right?

So that’s that. That’s all of my plans and I pray to God that they follow through…or that I keep up with them.

2013: 119,319/350,000 Words Written
2013: 1,749/18,250 Pages Read

Merry Christmas!

And a Happy New Year!

So it has been a little while since I have updated this thing; however there is a lot that has been going on. For example, I got sick. Yes, again. I came down with the stomach bug. And, to make the story more interesting, I came down with it right in the middle of finals week for school. I missed my math final, but my professor was nice enough to let me go in the next day to take. Except she wouldn’t shut up while I took the test…

Anyway, there are a few updates I would like to share; especially about my writing, but I’ll save it for later. I just wanted to come on and wish everyone a Merry Christmas! 🙂

Hoping Santa Clause was good to everyone, I will update soon with some good news!

Small Update

Hey everyone! I just wanted to give a small update because I haven’t posted in a couple of days. Of course, I haven’t posted in a couple of days because I haven’t written anything in a couple of days.

I now have 121 pages written out of my 360 page goal. Go me! Of course, in order to finish that 360 pages by the end of 2012, I have to write a little over 13 pages a day. Yeah, right. I think I could do well with something like that, but with finals at school, work, and Christmas coming up…not a chance. Especially since after Christmas whatever toys I get, I’ll be playing with them a lot.

Also, I have 33,229 words of Saving Each Other. 13 days late of NaNoWriMo and still not done, but better late then never. The end of this novel is near, as well. I have 105 pages so far and still counting.

My “To Do List” wants me to finish Saving Each Other and write 360 words by the end of the year, so I’m attempting to kill two birds with one stone…slowly. But that’s okay. 😉

Lovely Finals!

Are You Ready For This One…?

I told you all that I am in school, correct? Well, this week is finals week. I only have two finals for the five classes I am taking. Tonight I took my Algebra II final. Here’s some background info for you before I tell the story:

I got an A in Algebra II during my junior year of high school. Then, when I took my placement test when I got to college, I placed into Algebra II. This forced me to take it before I moved up in math. The professor I took it with was a doofus. He had a thick foreign accent in which I could not understand anything he said. He bellowed-no, not spoken like a normal human being-he yowled like a pack of wolves feasting on a full moon. Most people raise their voice a tad bit to emphasize a word. No, not this guy, but how could he? His voice was already at the maximum volume. Yes, this guy would stomp his foot when he emphasized a word. He stomped his foot so hard on the ground as though he was a two-year-old not getting that lollipop he so desperately wants. Also, he assigned us homework and then the day the homework was due, he taught us how to do it. I got a C- in the class. Due to being in a special program, I needed a C or above in all my classes to pass. This caused me to take it yet again. I took it online because I could not deal with another professor. I got a D that time around because my professor was anything but helpful.

So, this is my third time taking it. I took it online. The professor has been the best one I’ve had so far (although I have to say that I still don’t like her very much…) and I have my boyfriend helping me out. I picked a smart one, thank God. I have an A right now, so let’s hope that this final doesn’t bring it all the way down. If it does go way down, even if I still make it with a C, I’ll have to retake the course because (since everything was online) they will assume someone else did the course for me. Yes, I had help. No, he did not do the actual work. He taught me. Ugh. Anyway….

Now that you see my frustrations with this class, you see why I was so nervous. The test was 6-8 PM. I exited the building that the library is in. All the way down yonder straight ahead was the building that I needed to be in. It’s a less-than-five-minute walk, but it looks as though it’s ten minutes. Now it’s the end of the semester, it’s night time, no one is there. There was not one soul. The whole campus was empty. The parking lots were full, but no one was around. It was cloudy, drizzling a little bit and it was getting a little on the dark side. I slowly walk. Alone. By myself. I say to myself, out loud: “I feel like I’m in a horror movie…it’s a ghost town!” Then what do I hear? Crows. Now I really feel like I’m in a horror movie! I quicken my step and then I make it to the building. Wonderful.

I enter said building. I was due to be in room 217. I assumed that was the second floor. Where is this second floor? What floor am I on? I am in a small hallway with two stair cases; one up and one down. Well, logic says down is the basement and up would be floor one. Let’s go up. Due to the rain, my shoes squeaked. No one was around, so I walked funny up the two flights of stairs as though I was dancing because the noise made me laugh. I see a door. I peek through the door. I see room 203 across the hall. Second floor, yay! I enter the bigger hallway and look to my right. There are a few kids sitting in the hallway. They look at me. I look away and then do a double-take. No, they weren’t looking at me. They were staring at me! Why…? I don’t know. I was confused. So, I smiled and gave them one of those head-nods and walked in the opposite direction. Luckily, that was where my class was.

I enter the classroom. There are three kids there. They all stare at me. What is everyone staring at me?! “Is this the math final?” I ask a little annoyed. “Algebra II?” one of the girls respond. “Yes,” I nod. She nods.

I go in the third row all the way to the back seat. I look to my right and next to me, but two rows over, is a guy in a suit. He wasn’t bad looking, but he was all hunched over and looked like a dweeb. I look to my left. The girl who answered me was in the next row, but in the very front seat. Then there was another chick that was four rows over in a middle seat. I look straight ahead and let out an exasperated sigh as I scope out the room.

Where is the clock? I cannot be in a room without a clock. How am I supposed to know the time? This is absurd. It’s madness! Oh, there it is. It’s on the bulletin board…right. Because that’s the first place people look for a clock! Then I realize that it’s 5:35…wait, what? Why am I here so early? How did I get here so early? Whatever…but now what am I going to do as I wait…?

I try to shift my feet, but the slip causing a loud, high-pitched squeak. I giggle. I keep moving my feet to keep making the squeaking noises. I bob my head back and forth and look a little to the right and then see Mr. Dweeb next to me giving me a dirty look. I pause and slowly look the other way. Wow. I sure got on his nerves…let’s do it again!

Trying not to laugh out loud, I start shifting my feet. I have a huge grin on my face as I stare at him, but his back is turned towards me. He’s not looking. I keep shifting my feet. Well, now he’s just being boring. I keep doing it as I look over to the other side of the room and there I see the two girls both giving me nasty looks. I stop immediately. I have to admit they looked a little scary to me. Even after I stop they still glare at me. So I smiled at them. They both look away without smiling back…I think one of them rolled their eyes.

Now before I explain this I have to say one thing: even though I was squeaking my shoes on purpose, this was actually not meant to bother them. I wanted to bother them with my shoes, but when I realized they could probably jump me, I decided against bothering them. But…I just had to crack my knuckles. I had no idea that all ten knuckles would crack and they would be at once causing it to be extremely loud.

Without missing a beat, all three of them whipped their heads around and gave me the nastiest looks I had ever seen in my life. I mean…it was just hilarious. I smiled at them and I even waved, but I didn’t get much of a response from any of them. They just looked away and then (this was an accident, too) I laughed. Out loud. One of them glanced over at me real quick, but that was it.

I have to say, I think I did pretty crappy on the test. I don’t understand how I could do something like that with all the work I have done with my boyfriend, but I guess we’ll just have to wait and see. Either way, good grade or bad, that math final was the highlight of my night. For that reason and also because when the test started, the proctor moved all our seats so we were closer together. Usually they move us farther a part in case of cheating, but whatever…anyway, I got to sit behind the girl who answered me at the beginning. I could tell by the look on her face that she was not amused.

I have to admit-it made me smile.

…I am so not a nice person…