|This cover is AWESOME!! I LOVE this book!!|
That would be easier without her mother, freshly released from an asylum, acting overly protective and suspicious. And it would be much simpler if the mysterious Morpheus didn’t show up for school one day to tempt her with another dangerous quest in the dark, challenging Wonderland—where she (partly) belongs.
As prom and graduation creep closer, Alyssa juggles Morpheus’s unsettling presence in her real world with trying to tell Jeb the truth about a past he’s forgotten. Glimpses of Wonderland start to bleed through her art and into her world in very disturbing ways, and Morpheus warns that Queen Red won’t be far behind.
If Alyssa stays in the human realm, she could endanger Jeb, her parents, and everyone she loves. But if she steps through the rabbit hole again, she'll face a deadly battle that could cost more than just her head.
It's Sunday night, the kids are in bed, and I am trying to work on my WIP. "Trying" is the operative word here. I must confess, I'm failing at "trying".
I must confess that at this point, at this moment, right now while I'm writing this post, I'm absolutely convinced that I fail at this writer thing. My head is in a sad place. My heart is in an even sadder place.
Tomorrow might bring in a new perspective, a new zest for words and writing and ideas, but for now, I'm wallowing in useless self-pity.
The voices in my head are having a conversation:
(While working on WIP) What is this? You blockhead! If you say this, then your main character is basically a floopity-floop [not a real word, I know] because why would she want to go with this guy if she suspects him of doing this [some bad thing I can't reveal]?
*furiously scribble notes in the margin*
*slash and burn*
(A few pages later) What? What? And you call yourself a writer? Shame on you, woman!
*furiously scribble notes in the margin*
*slash and burn*
What do you mean you have no idea what's going to happen now?
What do you mean you're changing the last chapters?
When I snagged my agent, I was pregnant with baby #3. My older kids were old enough not to need me at every second, every minute of their day, so I had TIME to write, write, write and edit whenever I wanted to. I was feeling good. I was confident.
Then, baby #3 came. Sleepless nights, hormonal crying jags, zombie brain. Suddenly, there was too much work to do, and having three kids is NOT the same as having two kids. Baby #3 got sick a lot in his first year. The older kids had school and extracurricular activities (still do). Last year, I only managed to read ten books. TEN BOOKS IN ONE YEAR is PATHETIC! And the writing, well, it suffered. By the time the kids were tucked in bed, including baby boy who is a horrible sleeper by the way, my brain was so fried I'd stare at my computer until I'd fall asleep on my keyboard.
It's getting easier now. Baby boy is turning 2 this year. When he's awake, writing is impossible because this boy is always risking his life at every turn. Swinging from oven door handles, diving off tables, somersaulting on the stair landing, and the classic: jumping on the bed. He naps for two hours when I'm lucky, 10 minutes when I'm not. He's the sweetest, most adorable little monkey ever, but please go to sleep honey, because Mommy needs to write.
But such is life.
I really only have myself to blame, you know. The words won't get on the paper if I don't make it happen. So here I am, trying--and always trying--because ONE DAY I will GET IT RIGHT.
Sunday, February 23, 2014 | | 9 Comments
I didn't make resolutions at the beginning of the year because I didn't want to go on guilt trips every time I fail something--like keeping the house clean, for instance. Trying to keep the house squeaky clean every week is an impossibility, a recipe for madness and depression. With three kids, ages 10, almost-6, and 1 and 1/2, I'm lucky when I get to scrub the toilet without any interruptions. (side note: Ten years ago, I would never have thought the day would come I'd consider myself LUCKY scrubbing toilets. O_o )
Anyway, I didn't make a resolution to "blog every day", or "blog every week", or "revive my blog from the dead" because my life is one big ball of crazy right now. I just couldn't commit to it knowing I'd probably fail within a couple of days.
So...I'm not very good at dusting cobwebs.
But here I am, anyway. Trying.
I might go back to posting Book Spotlights. Those were fun, and I've been reading a lot of books lately. [I'm on Goodreads, if you want to be friends.]
I might occasionally post about newsworthy stuff, or random thoughts, or about my writing. Either way, just wanted to say to the world that I'M STILL HERE. Still slogging away like the rest of you wonderful people, working to make my dream come true.
Welp, my kiddos are screaming at each other, and the little one just started dancing on top of the table. Time for this mama to go.
Sunday, February 16, 2014 | | 8 Comments
Yeah, I know. I've been MIA (missing in action) for a loooong time. But for a good reason.
Last month (can't believe it's already December), I did this:
So, there you have it. Been busy, obviously.
Also, baby boy has now mastered the art of walking, running, climbing, and driving Mom crazy.
Anyway, my WIP's not finished, not with 50K words. So I must away to the writing cave and disappear until needed, or if the writing cave is burning, or if there's another emergency not related to the burning cave, or if baby boy's awake...
Were you a NaNo-er, too? Just curious.
Monday, December 02, 2013 | | 2 Comments
1. That meeting writer friends in person? EPIC!
|Shelly Brown, moi, & Robin Hall|
|My KDrama buddies (minus one)! |
J.A. Bennett, moi again, & Shelly
|With Shelly Brown, Jen Bennett, Leslie Pugh, and Emily R. King|
I also got to meet more lovely ladies: Jessie Humphries, Erin Summerill, Shallee McArthur, Leigh Covington, and Peggy Eddleman. (Did I miss anyone?) But I don't have pics to prove it. *sadface*
2. That it's fun to spend a day with people who share your writing passion. In my day-to-day life, I'm surrounded by non-writers, who don't even know I write. They are completely oblivious to the ups and downs of a writer's life and the nuances of the publishing world. So it's rather nice to be with people who understand what it means to be writer.
3. That there is soooo much to learn! The classes I took were exceptional, and I learned a lot.
> Scene and Sequel: The Building Blocks of Plot presented by Josi Kilpack
>Plots to Die For: How to Create Suspense and Mystery for a Page-turning Novel presented by Rachelle J. Christensen
>Loud & Clear: Finding and Amplifying a Manuscript's Voice by lit. agent Michelle Witte
>The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow: It's High Time by lit. agent Alyssa Henkin (about her publishing experience)
>These are the Jokes, People: Writing with Humor presented by Becca Wilhite
>Crazy Little Thing Called Love presented by Krista Jensen
I only went for one day so I missed out on some of the other classes I wanted to take--and there were so many I wanted to go to but couldn't! Anyway, next post, I'll share some of the things I learned from these classes/sessions.
4. That writers and literary agents and editors are people, too. We're all brought together by the same thing, same passion: BOOKS.
5. That there are so many good books out there! I need to catch up on my TBR list ASAP!
|Brought these home with me! Can't wait to read 'em!|
Tuesday, May 28, 2013 | | 9 Comments