Project Update

Hey,

Been a little while since I did any sort of update on my book, but I’m essentially finished. After three drafts (four if you count this short one) I’ve ended up with this final draft, which as of now is as good as I myself can make it.

To that end, I’ve drafted the aid of some good acquaintances I’ve met through my writing, and several of them are perusing my manuscript these days. I believe one of them has a Masters in creative writing? So I’m hoping for some good feedback. Included potential query letters.

Tbh, I don’t find query letters to be that difficult. A synopsis on the other hand. That I don’t like, and after considerable time lately checking out agents, I dread the ones that want a synopsis. Like, that’s something I’d want your guide and wisdom on when we get there, lovely agent of mine.

Anyway, one of the other thing I’m doing is a novel swap. I’m having my manuscript looked over, while I go through this other writer’s work. And I choose to do this with this person in particular because they have this really, fun, goofy story with lots of humor in it, some of it similar to my own, which makes it all the more easier to go through and ‘get’.

In short, it’s a novel about a ‘Chosen One’, though it’s flipped on it’s head and the Chosen One is actually an 83-year old grandma who likes knitting and cats, and can’t wait for an opportunity to leave the retirement facility. I like it so far. Hopefully it has demons. I know there’s dragons to come.

Guess that’s it. Here’s a pic of me and Stine. We’re totally cute:

The Star

After rewatching the Linkin Park event honoring the life of Chester Bennington again last night, I found myself eternally thankful for the unwavering courage, skill and compassion Mike Shinoda has shown during all this, already so painful and close to home for the man, and in the late hours, before I drifted off to sleep in bed, I wrote this down on my phone.

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The Star

When things break down,

from weariness and rust.

It’s the shiniest cog in the machine,

that’s left to gather up the dust.

 

But all things get their due.

Halloween!

Heyo!

So, the best holiday of the year is about to end, and Christian and I had a Halloween party this weekend. Our first together. It went pretty well, had friends over, several other couples, and we generally had a good time.

Nobody summoned Biggie Smalls.

In short, Christian tried some new drink, actually did a shot for once, and I danced around in a fat sumo-wrestler costume. And I almost popped my knee, something I apparently do on a year and a half basis. So it’s due this winter. -_-

We obviously don’t want to toot our own horns, but we totally won the costume contest that we totally didn’t have. But if we did, whooooooooo. Still, the competition was sort of lackluster, although I doubt that’s what people were all about. That’s pretty much just me feeling like I have to top myself each year.

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