Writerly Ways

Yet another short to the point Writerly Ways, mostly because of writing finals (and writing a 100 writing related things over at jana_denardo). I wanted to share first this brand new publisher for romance, het and gay. It looks to be an ebook format for the most part. They do have open calls, including one for steampunk though I’m not sure if it’s open to just anything or het only (it’s not marked gay only). Bottom Drawer Publishing.

Also Writer’s Digest is hosting a free how to blog your book webinar. Apparently they’re not too interested in giving stuff away for free given its curious timing at 1 in the afternoon on a Wednesday. I think I’ll sign up.

Speaking of which, I AM very interested in helping out my friends. If you have a book you’re looking to promo let me know. I can a). have you guest blog/author interview at Jana’s lj, b). promote it on twitter for you c). drop a note to my author’s list. It’s not much but it’s something.

What I want in return is for some of you to be standing there with cattle prods to zap the hell out of me. I was serious about getting Machiavelli Moon edited. I NEED to do this. I would love to be able to start seeking publication for this again and it would be stellar to do so to coincide with my trip to Wales (but that’s too much to ask for). It really would be lovely to have cover art for it to show the group at any rate. Sigh. Blows to be poor.

I didn’t send in my Scarred Soldier story (look to Jana’s blog later tonight for more reasons why), in part because at the end of the day, the story wasn’t ready (I feel very very bad about this) and because when I rethought about it, there was a strange creepy feel to it (then again several open calls I’ve seen lately have made me feel that way). It’s already novella length. I will work it out but again, cattle prods people. If you see me posting up no progress reports, zap me.

I guess what I’m saying is my locus is external. I need input from someone or something (deadlines) to keep me going. Zap zap, move it, idiot.

Yes I still owe people chapters. I need to FIND the post where people volunteered because right now, I can only remember cala_jane & bay115 and I’m pretty sure there were others. So unorganized!

Yearly count -

33221 / 75000 words. 44% done!

Machiavelli Moon – zero progress

Until the Ice Breaks – edited chapter four

Splinter of Silver – zero progress
Kept Tears – edited @ 20 pages. Need to open edits sent by evil_little_dog (thanks)

Riding with Strangers – zero progress

Any of my ‘help’ stories – goes to shoot self.

Fic - Pandora’s Forgotten Hope (What’s Another End of Days? Remix)

Title -- Pandora’s Forgotten Hope (What’s Another End of Days? Remix)
Author-- cornerofmadness
Fandom -- Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Disclaimer -- Joss Whedon owns all.
Rating -- PG-13
Characters/Pairing --Spike, future Slayer (OC)
Timeline/Spoilers -- set many centuries in the future
Word Count -- 2,358
Warning -- none really
Summary -- She has to fight the good fight, but she knows win or lose, it will probably be her last.
Author’s Note -- Thanks to evil_little_dog for the beta. This was written for Ruuger for the 2012 remix at remixers_lounge for the 2012 challenge. I remixed her story And Sisyphus Wept here. It’s a future story with an unnamed Slayer. I chose to leave her unnamed. I did, however, name her sister so it would be less confusing which ‘she’ I’m talking about. I went with a female name that’s been popular for centuries.

In the original, we see the story unfold through Spike’s eyes and even though this young girl has no name she is a strong and fascinating character. I wanted to look at things through her eyes. Another story that captured my attention was We Make Our Own Magic and while I couldn’t think of a good way to remix it, I just wanted to point it out because of the subject matter. It’s an interesting look at Finnish history complete with research notes and I wanted to recommend it highly.

( Her end – the end of the whole damn world – was coming )

I work so I don't have to listen to my brain

I am serious about that. I've always been a workaholic. I'm happiest having something to do. When I have little to do, my brain talks to me. It never says anything good. It becomes a spiraling descent and it happens so quick.

Like today (and well PMS is playing a HUGE role in today). House hunting. Hating. This place, this life, just hating.

I mean here are some more of the BETTER options. (warning, house hunting gets rapidly angry and profane...)

In town location Only slightly BURNT

the A frame That A frame. Oh look it's not an A frame really. It's a log fucking cabin and I think the fireplace is THE source of heat. Mom insists if I put up a little drywall, all will be well.

double wide Honestly, this isn't bad but this is the place i tried to find where everything was abandoned and decaying. I never did find this.

whee, a shack only 10K more than I paid for my car Look it even has a look out point for the ATF so I can have a still in the back. Wonder if we still have Granny's recipe for making shine (and no, I'm not actually kidding there). Sadly I kinda like this. Nothing says I live in Appalachia like a double wide tossed on the side of a fucking hill.

sadly this is west of town I'd rather be east. Even more sad...this is about the top range of my ability to pay on my own (well I could probably go another 10-15k). I swear I'd leave the rainbow room as is.

And Dad is riding my ass about having gas heat and no septic tank. Fine, dad, want me to live in goddamn town? Here's one with a lot I can live with. THat's right the leaning tower of Jackson. Hell it's so cheap now that maybe I can afford to fix whatever the fuck is wrong with it's foundation. (seriously, this is on a good street, big lot and it WOULD be a beautiful place if repaired)

the one the realtor has already tried talking me into It's cute but small and it has a shared drive, probably with that doublewide on the hill (same road).

the best of the bunch which ain't saying a damn thing. I need to go back out there and see which this is. You turn by the abandoned barn and....

I want to run away from this place. It might not kill me to look in the job ads, tenure or no. I also really see a huge fight and lots of tears when mom finally comes down here and we go shopping for these houses.