Author: Maya

but I was up early this morning which really pissed me off. I was SO looking forward to sleeping in because I’ve been so tired all week with the crud I’ve had. But no. Up bright and early. Hubby and I went to get breakfast and I’ve done the mundane shit like put sheets on to wash. I need to get some writing done. It’s been a slow week with lots of distractions (good distractions, but distractions nonetheless)

Honestly I’m ready to go fishing :fishing: It’s been either too windy or too cold for several weeks and sometimes too cold AND too windy but soon! I’m also ready for a crawfish boil. Mmmmm oh man I’m starting to drool. We always make it a big family thing. Go to my dad’s, boil a shitload of crawfish and eat until we hurt.

I’m in one of those odd, contemplative moods today so I think I’m going to put on some good music and get some work done on Songbird and Micah.

I’ve managed to crawl out of bed :worthy: But I still have this nagging cough that’s driving me crazy. It’s not a productive cough which is worse to me. I hate the dry ones with the slight irritation and tickle at the back of my throat. Ugh.

Writing. I’m still working on Songbird. It’s going. Slowly but going. If I can hit a certain point, the rest will go rather quickly but getting there is kind of like slogging through the mud :fainting:

Just a few more days until Amber Eyes releases! This one has totally slipped up on me. I swear this whole year has been a blur so far…

I went to bed at nine last night and I still didn’t want to get out of bed this morning. Tonight we’re headed to the Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo :weee: I look forward to this each year. Rascal Flatts is performing tonight (I love them) I’d wanted to see Gary Allen and Darius Rucker among others but I’m out of town when they’re going to be in Houston (bummer) Last year we went to see Tim McGraw.

So work today. Play tonight. I figure I can be miserable and freezing from fever here in bed or I can be miserable at the rodeo. Two guesses what my preference is :banana:

freezing my ass off! ai yi yi. So last weekend was my son’s first baseball tournament. It rained on us, cold front moved through and the wind blew about 40mph all weekend. It was miserable. Then it warmed up during the week. As in it was freaking hot and we ran the a/c. Just in time for this weekend’s tournament? Yeah, cold and windy again.

I’ve got a cold, my face is chapped and I’m grumpy.

And I’m starting to panic over my San Fran trip coming up in less than two weeks. :help:

Hmmm well it’s going. I always hate the story as I’m writing it. I’m not sure why, but it’s my thing now. I can’t seem to help it. I loathe every word, think it’s the worst piece of shit ever. I finish a story and think this will be my last because I’m going to get fired for writing crap.

And then this weird things happen. I pick up the book later and I read it and I don’t remember writing THIS story. I can’t remember why I hated it so much. It’s like someone else wrote it. I’m just waiting for the day, however, when I hate it all the way through and STILL hate it when I pick it up later. Then I’m screwed.

I’m not sure if I love or hate Songbird yet. I don’t think I’m far enough into it where it hits me. I love it in theory. Love the concept and story arc, but what’s in my head is always a far cry from getting it down on paper. Sometimes it makes it, sometimes it doesn’t. :dunno:

but s’rsly, Vegas kicked my ass and not in a good way. Yesterday I was SO tired. I dragged all day. But when I go to bed last night? Could. Not. Sleep. :dunno:

I laid there. And laid there. And laid there some more. Got up. Worked awhile. Went back to bed. Got up. Worked some more. Sent off some stuff to my agent at 3 in the morning. Today I was talking to her and she laughed and asked me what the hell I was doing emailing her at 3 in the morning. Then she informed me I was obviously overtired which makes sense in a twisted sort of way.

I got to sleep after four then had to get up to take the kids to school. Told myself I’d just go back to bed when I got home. So I crawled in. Could. Not. Sleep. :passedout:

I’ve gotten squat done this week because I’ve been too busy dragging ass and whining. I’m just hoping to hell I can sleep tonight. :pray:

So I got back from Vegas around 8 in the morning yesterday. Our flight left Vegas around 1:30am and we got into Houston close to 6 local time. By the time we got home, it was after 8 and I was entering the coma stage. I caught a few hours sleep but got up because I hadn’t seen my kiddos in five days and they were wanting lots of hugs and snuggles and of course the PRESSIES :lol2:

By 8pm last night I didn’t even know my name so I passed out.

The trip? A lot of fun. Played lots of poker, caught a few shows, kicked ass at single deck, avoided the slots at all costs. (I hate those things)

But my desk? Gah, piles and piles of shit. Ton of mail to go through. I also have galleys for Sweet Persuasion, Line edits for Amber Eyes and copy edits for The Tycoon’s Elusive Lover. Yes, all at the same time. Amber Eyes is due like now and the other two later in the week. I also have a synopsis and blurbs to write like now.

Going back to bed is totally an option, right?

I started on Songbird tonight. I had to take a break from the super sekrit project because all that was left was a synopsis and I’d rather write an entire novel than face that torture. For someone who writes like me, it’s nearly impossible to write a synopsis when you dont KNOW what the hell happens until you get there. Still, I am not one to admit defeat ever. I will beat the bastard down. It just won’t be tonight :lol2: Or tomorrow…

I’m not trying to be all secretive about Songbird. It’s just that I haven’t narrowed down any descriptions to something manageable to post. And well there’s that whole not knowing everything that happens until I get there. I have the nuts and bolts and that’s what’s important.

It’s going to be a really emotional story. It deals with some issues some of my past books haven’t and it makes me a little achy as I start to write it. It’s all about love, rejection, love, loss, love again, acceptance, forgiveness, hope but mostly just love. And faith. And trust. Losing someone you love and picking up the pieces. Learning to survive. Being loved when you don’t feel you deserve it. Learning to forgive yourself.

Yep. That’s pretty much the story in a nutshell :hug:

I’m grumpy today and a result Im sure Im not very pleasant to be around. I’m trying very hard to get as much of the shit that’s piled up on my virtual desk out of the way as possible before hubby and I leave for Vegas this week. Can I just say how much I cannot freaking WAIT to get out of here?

So Im grumpy and irritable and easily distracted and I’d rather be doing just about anything other than what I am doing.

But it has tob be done so I need to just :stfu: and deal.

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