Getting Senile

Yesterday, I had a spark of an idea. A character just showed up and started yapping. I don’t have time for that, but I knew if I didn’t get at least the first few paragraphs down, I would forget them.

That’s the way of things these days. I’m forgetful. So much so I can’t remember if I really DID send a submission out like I thought back in April. I guess I’m getting senile. I still haven’t heard anything from them and it’s been nearly eight weeks. Which makes me wonder if I should email them or not and get a status update. I wrote it down in my calendar, I remember doing it (I think), but I can’t find a record of my email anywhere. And usually, I save the email I’ve sent, so I know when I sent it. If there was an auto-responder, then I save that, too. But yet, I have nothing.

I hate this feeling of idiocy.

Hopefully, I will get my brain back in order soon.

I’ve been writing, still. Not huge progress but I’ve been doing minor tweaks. I have to stop and do research every other day it seems to find out some sort of detail. The other night it was about dialect. I pulled out one of my Scottish romances to read through some dialogue and started making a list of all the words they use with a brief meaning. Plus I realized, I didn’t need all the “ye” words in there so I went through and took that out. No sense in tiring out the reader. And plus it helps me write it a little faster.

Finished reading some pages for a friend which were really good and very compelling. Now I have a stack of contest entries to get to within the next couple of weeks.

Oh, and about that spark of a story…I wrote the first three paragraphs and ended up with a cop, her partner, a king, and a dead woman. I’m not sure what that’s all about…yet.

By Michelle

I wish you all could be inside my head. The conversation is sparkling.