Archive for January, 2007

January 31, 2007

I… Can't… Breathe

After my long winded, eternally whining post yesterday, I thought I’d let you know that I woke up this morning so conjested I can’t breathe unless I’m sitting up and my throat is completely clogged to the point where I can’t swallow. Ewww… I HATE being sick.

It’s that time of year, though, unfortunately. How are you guys? You all feeling ok?
January 30, 2007

Snowball Effect

For starters, I’d like to say that if anyone has a time machine available, please let me know.

Now, onto more pertinent things. Decisions. Has anyone ever noticed how making ONE bad decision has this snowball effect, and it seeps into every other aspect of your life?

Take this volunteering thing I do. I volunteer at a local high school with their musical theatre department. I’m assistant director, old alumni, local celebrity ( and sooo modest about it too), you know, whatever. I absolutely love it. I’ve done it for three years. This year however, it’s become this all consuming behemoth that I want to chase around a cliff and throw off into the dark, deep endless waters (if all of my writing was this clear in my mind, I wouldn’t be having such an issue).

It’s really going to be over very soon. Our production goes on in a month and change. March 21st is the opening day. So, why does it feel like an ETERNITY? And why have I suddenly had to carry the brunt of the load? There is a director (who is getting paid btw), and yet, I’m running a good 25% of the rehearsals. Not to mention, heading the stage crew, prepping stage managers, helping characters get their lines and music straight. I’m a fricking jill of all trades. That would be all fun and all if 1- I was also getting paid for my time and services. 2- It didn’t interfere with my writing!!!!

See, and the truth is, I can trace everything back to the moment I decided to do this play. Ready? Ok, try and keep up, this gets a little crazy. Stupid Decision1- we really need someone to play Carmen. You did it when you were in high school. You know the role. Come on, no one could play it like you could. There aren’t enough people auditioning. We can’t cancel the show now. Look at all these kids and how excited they are. Oh, by the way, we still need you to be assistant director, because the director’s son is going to college this year, so she’ll be busy making college trips and going to lavish football banquets. – - – - ME: Ummm… I don’t really know if that’s such a good idea. I really sort of have a lot on my plate right now. – - – - THEM: Come on, we NEED you. Your public needs you… oh wait. That’s a line from Phantom of the Opera. But, you get my drift. It really did go something like that. So, stupid me said. YES.

What happened after that you ask? What I’ve nicknamed, the Snowball Effect. Then came: Well, if you’re going to do this, you’ll need to lose some weight. Because your character is supposed to be a trained dancer. You’re just a little too heavy for that. Hmpf. Ok….. 7am gym wake up calls. Personal trainer from hell.

Hubby: Sweetie, what happened to that writing stuff? Are you going to keep pursuing trying to get published? Me: Yes, of course. Him: Even with the play? Me: Yea. Come on, I can do both. Him: Yea, but you know our finances are kinda tight. I thought we had a career plan set up. RESULT: Me getting a job. 10-2.

Ok… I still got house work and a husband to feed. Plus rehearsals at night. When the heck was I supposed to write?

Wow. That was a lot longer than I expected it to be. But you all get my drift don’t you? Snowball effect. It’s an evil, evil thing. THINK before you say yes to anything again. EVER.

Oh, and anyone feel free to email me about that time travel machine. It’d be greatly appreciated.

January 29, 2007

Ouch…

I’d say much more except the muscles in my thighs and butt are so darn sore that I can barely move or sit or think or anything. I worked out for about 3 hours today, and my personal trainer kicked it up like a thousand notches and I have pain in muscles I didn’t know existed. I’ve napped for about 2 hours. Man, I want more.

January 28, 2007

Lazy Sunday

See my icon? That’s what I should be doing. What I’m actually doing is quite different. Something along the lines of…. *silence, cricket, cricket* Yea. Exactly.

As per usual, I’m having trouble with this scene in my WIP. I’ve decided to change the POV, cause the heroine has had more than enough time to talk. It’s time to here what the hero has to say. They’re on a train. She’s passed out. He’s looking at her, thinking… what will he do? Darnit, if I can’t figure it out. It seems so simple. It should just come naturally, but it isn’t! It’s being completely impossible and I’m becoming totally sick of it!

Yes, I’m whining. What can I say? It’s frustrating as all get out. I was thinking, maybe I can try and do some plotting. Maybe there’s something wrong with the direction I took it in. But I’ve never been a great plotter. I’m a pantzer by nature. Just fly by the seat of my pajama pants, that’s what I always said. Now I regret it. *grr*

I do have this other story I’ve had in mind for a while. I considered plotting for it, so I don’t feel completely useless. Maybe using my brain for something different will spark some more creativity toward this project? There’s a plan. Let’s see if it works.
January 27, 2007

Books, Books, and More Books

Going into 2007, I told myself that I would read more. Last year, I read about 12 books in a 4 month time, then had some bills to cover, so my book allowance shrunk to practically nothing. By the end of the year I was seriously missing my book allowance, going through withdrawal, walking through bookstores and touching the spines longingly, taking a deep whiff of the new book smell. My husband was sure I’d gone crazy. Maybe I did. It was book withdrawal, and I had to remedy it, FAST.

Now, I’m trying to read at least two books a month. That’s a miserable number, seeing as how it takes me about 1 day to read a book, but I can at least afford it. Thus far, here are the two books I’ve read this month. Book 1: The Stranger I Married, by Sylvia Day. Boook 2: Lycan Instinct, by Brandi Broughton.

One’s a print book, one’s an ebook. And that’s how I think I’m going to divvy it up. One print, one ebook a month. I think that’s totally doable. What about you guys? Read any good books thus far this year? Do you have any suggestions? I’m always looking to expand my reading.

The books I want for next month are: Slave to Sensation by Nalini Singh and Fairies and Wishes by Karen Erickson. I’ve already got about 5 dollars in the piggy bank. :D
January 27, 2007

Oh, the Joys of Winter

As I sit here, reveling in the freedom of a day off thanks to the bitter cold, I’ve gotten into a heated discussion with my characters. You see, generally, these guys are supposed to talk to me. They’re supposed to be like, hey Iz, I’m going to go here and do this, because that’s just what I do, you know? And I’m supposed to be like, yea, ok, that could work. Or, NO, are you CRAZY? Whatever the situation may call for.

The only thing is, when life gets a bit hectic, and my stress levels fly to the roof, the voices quiet down a bit. So I’m sitting here struggling to find my characters. I’m calling out to them and the sound of my voice only echoes in the empty hollow shell of my brain. It’s a scary sound, trust me. I need them to get their butts back here, so I can get them moving again.

So here are my thoughts:
1- I will put together a playlist of different types of music that I know they like, to lure them from their hiding spots.
2- I will throw in a huge wrench in the plans, to force them to yell at me. You know, like killing off the heroine. Oh stop gasping, it can always be undone.
3- I will threaten to go on to another, better, more awesome set of people and places. Hopefully jealousy will move them forward.
Until then, I’m stuck in this dreadful silence. I don’t like it. I miss the voices.
January 27, 2007

Ladies and Gentlemen…

*drum roll please*
Welcome to Twisted Fairytale. :)
I’m so glad you could all join me over here. I’m so psyched about the great things this blog will accomplish, like stopping world hunger, bringing peace on Earth… oh wait, no? Oh. *sigh* Well, can’t say I didn’t try.
But, I will be talking about other stuff. Writing, characters, movies, book reviews, love scenes, dialogue (I’m such a sucker for good dialogue), the life of a writer, pet peeves, days when I’m obsessing over something (which is daily) and what those obsessions entail.
It’s going to be a busy ride, people. Prepare well. Bring lots of ice cream, pizza, and any other yummylicious gifts you can. Consider this my official housewarming party. Grab a crate, sit down, and we’ll chat it up while I unpack and make myself at home.
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