>My latest WIP has a working title of Bittersweet Obsession. The hero is Deacon Styles. At the moment he’s a bit out of his element, but on one thing today he was quite clear:
Sometimes a guy just needed wall-banging sex.
Well, okay! I like a man who knows what he wants and puts a plan into action, don’t you?
>This week has potential and I’m going to think positively. I started a new novella on Friday and I’m averaging 5 pgs/day.
This morning I entered Samhain’s First Line Contest (I’m #2) out of a gazillion.
I accomplished my daily goal of 1000K in a week-long challenge.
And I’m posting on my blog. Another accomplishment.
See what I mean? Potential.
CP’s Basement is something else with potential. If only we all had such hunky guys in our basements. Go check it out.
>Last weekend was Memorial Day weekend. Some of you may have noticed due to the three days off work some received. My DH & I took a short trip to see relatives in So. Carolina and something cool happened.
Lately, I’ve had trouble connecting with my writing. I had a personal relationship go down the tubes. Very disturbing in the way it happened too. Completely threw my concentration off, as if I was having some kind of PTSD. I’d been pushing myself, trying to keep adding to my page count, only to sit and stare at the screen. A project I’d been working furiously on lost all appeal and I’d been very excited about the possibilities it could bring to my career.
Because of all that, I thought I’d use the Mem. Day wkend trip as a breather. Kick back, relax while visiting w/relatives. Forget all about writing for a couple days, and come back ready to delve into one of the projects I’ve got going.
So, I pack a synopsis to review, just in case I get the urge. Well, maybe one notebook and a couple of my favorite pens. Then I throw in my Alphasmart, becuz – y’know – the thought of being w/o anything to type on kinda makes my palms sweaty.
In the car, my DH and I talk for the first hour and a half until we’re out of Atlanta. My mind starts to wander, inventing a storyline that must be jotted down. Details, scenes, dialogue. I never get things this clearly except for one genre that I keep pushing to the back burner. I’d toyed with it once before and had a measure of success.
Maybe it’s time to give it a go. My CP says I should.
What about you? Ever seen your career as heading in one direction and then get a totally different possibility in mind that you can’t shake?
CAROL BURNSIDE / ANNIE RAYBURN 