Breaking news… Murder at theÂ Book Signing has been postponed a week. SoÂ now, you’ll have to wait to get your murder on until April 21.Â Â There are still slots available for those who wish to play!
The question of the day seems to be WHY. My son asks WHY to almost everything I tell him. It’s a 5-year-old thing I suppose. Sometimes it wears me out. Other times, it cracks me up.
As I was working on the Book From Hell last night, my mouse batteries started to die. Which is irritating becuase I just changed them the other day. WHY are they dying already? So I change them out and the stupid thing still won’t click.
And I’m out of batteries. So off to Walgreen’s I go. I didn’t even allow myself to wander around in the store. In I went, got the batteries, paid and left. Back at home, I switched them out AGAIN. But the effer STILL won’t click right.
It wasÂ driving me insane.
Read a friend’s new WIP last nightÂ – it’s awesome! – and then worked on my own. WHY can’t I finish this book? Becuase I keep changing my mind. If I must be honest with myself. As I go along in the story – rehashing those first few chapters – I realized there was a part I really needed to take out. A certain something that just takes away all the mystery and all the fun between my two characters. It’s a major rewrite.
Not that it wasn’t before. It was still a major rewrite, it always was a major rewrite. I just want to be done.
But then again, I don’t want to hurry it up either. I want to take my time and make sure I get it right the first time. At least the major part.
WHY? Because I don’t want it to suck. I want it to kick ass. And the only way that’s going to happen is if I plant Butt In Chair and Hands On Keyboard. Every night. It’s my new goal.
Come hell or highwater, I will be at that computer every single night until I faint from exhaustion.
WHY? Becuase I have a self-imposed deadline of April 25. I want to make it. I doubt I will. But I want to. It’s something to shoot for. I’m putting lots of pressure on myself to get it there. In between now and then, I have RWA on Saturday, the murder mystery game, a spaÂ day I simply refuse to miss,Â and my child will be with me nearly full time (which, don’t get me wrong, is NOT a problem… just a challenge…heh).
Remind me again why I have two full time jobs when I’m visiting the mental hospital for a nervous breakdown. 🙂