I gotta say, I’m really loving the Pomodoro timer. It means I write and don’t think about time, if that makes sense. The iPad does it for me, which gives me more brain room for words.
Ray Bradbury recommends writing a short story every week for a year, because it is impossible to write 52 terrible short stories in a row.
At 36, I’m getting old. I know there are some of you who will roll your eyes at this statement, but we all have to acknowledge that at any age, there are things we could do ten years ago that we can’t do anymore.
Like stay up until 2 am, and still be a fully functioning adult the next day.
About six years ago, I heard about this thing called NaNoWriMo. Apparently you wrote a 50k novel in a month? I’d dabbled in story writing as a teenager, and always felt like I had a novel in me, but had never managed to get past one messily scrawled notebook.
I decided to give it a shot. I think I googled something like “how to write a novel”. Somewhere I read the famous recommendation–“Bum in Chair, Hands on Keyboard”. That sounded like good advice to me. I even called the filename to my NaNo story BICHOK, which felt clever acronym and also a good way to remind myself the only way to write that many words was to show up and do it.
I wrote 50k that year. It was nowhere near a novel, was out of sequence, and generally not very good. I also lost that file shortly after in a hard drive crash. I mourned for a while. Someday I’ll rewrite it.
This post is mostly for posterity, but holy shit I was in Publisher’s Marketplace today! You know things are officially official when…!! I can’t stop smiling.
Okay, now that the “oh my god, they’re going to publish me!!!” dust is settling, it’s time to buckle down and do some work. Here’s the deal:
The Red Creek Series
3 standalone m/m romance titles. Red Creek is a fictional small town somewhere in the American Northeast. Book 1 is done (or is in draft and is going to the publisher next week for editing). Book 2 is due by the end of the year. I’m currently about 30,000 words in. Your average romance novel is 60,000 to 80,000, so that sounds like I’m almost halfway, right?
So…there may have been some misadventures in the Temple household this evening. These misdaventures may have involved a microwave, an incinerated sweet potato, a distracted writer on a deadline, and the local fire department.
The end of the story is we’re all fine. Except the sweet potato. I don’t think he’ll be coming back from this.
The good news is I now have a really cute plot bunny hopping through my head. It involves a well meaning and somewhat overweight main character who, on a quest to eat healthier, learns the hard way that sweet potatoes should not be left in microwaves unattended. Fortunately, there is a hot firefighter there to help him learn this lesson safely. Love and general adorableness ensues.
Sounds like a true-to-life bestseller, no?
Actual photo of me, right now. (but not really)
As I’m sure you can imagine, it’s been busy around here lately. True story, I got my first publishing offer on March 31, which was immediately followed by a flurry of agents, more publishers, emails written with shaking hands and, if we’re being honest, a certain amount of hurry up and wait.
I wrote a more concise post about how it all went down on Medium, and it was picked up by the good folks at Art + Marketing. If you’re a Medium user, I’d love it if you read it and leave me a little green heart.
Next steps? Well, we’re in uncharted territory now. I need to have a polished MS for The Pick Up to Riptide in two weeks. Then I have to have book 2 done by the end of the year! I picked that deadline myself. Brave or stupid, as my husband would say. There’s a lot of writing in my future.
I’ll be in Denver in October for the GRL Retreat. If you’re a m/m romance fan and planning on going, I’d love to see you! I’m going as a reader, not an author, but that doesn’t mean we can’t be friends 🙂
Well, here it is. The big news. I’ve been a lousy blogger, but that’s because every week, when I think about writing, I think ‘no. You’ll be able to tell them soon. Just give it a few more days’.
And now I can tell you!