I made good time on the drive to Dallas and I only melted down once, so hey, I done good :lol2: I got here just after noon and promptly sequestered myself in my hotel room where I’m working on line edits. (I’m taking a break because damn there is only so long I can stare at that damn story!)
No idea who’s here because uhm, I haven’t ventured out of my room and don’t plan to until later. I am looking rather longingly at the very comfy looking bed though…
I’m not packed. Haven’t even started. I suppose at some point I should give thought to starting. I still have some shopping to do too. Yeah, see me really motivated. I’m leaving early tomorrow morning so it’s not like I’ll have time to do anything then. Today is it. See me rushing out the door or to pack. Uh huh. :sack:
I wrote 2500 words yesterday and also did edits. The thought of packing is making me sweat more than the writing.
I’m hoping to be able to pop in with some pics from RWA but if it goes anything like RT I’ll be lucky if I know my own name.
So the hubby and I took the kids to meet my dad and stepmom halfway yesterday. The kids were bouncing off the walls because they get to spend a WEEK with Ma and Peepaw. The husband and I then proceeded to pull an all nighter playing poker. We dragged in in the wee hours of the morning, snuggled up and slept really, really late.
I got up and checked emails and oy! I got slammed. I don’t usually get a lot of important emails all at once. But I had a bunch that needed attention. Anne and I are in the midst of creating my latest cover and that always takes a lot of back and forth because we’re both such perfectionist anal nazis and we want things just right. This results in 5-6 versions of the cover before we both say we’re happy. I also got my royalty statement, which is always a nice little pick me up. I got edits. Plus I had several others that required an immediate response. So I did all that and then hubby and I took a long hot bath together then went into town and ate lunch. We then went shopping for my shoes that I need to go with the dress I had to buy for nationals. I love hubby. He’s a much better shopper than I am lol. He picked out the dress and he also ended up picking out my shoes. Because I’m an idiot when it comes to shopping and I HATE it. Seriously. Shopping is about the worst thing I can think of. I’m an in and out kinda girl. If I MUST go out for something, I know exactly what it is I want. I go in, pick it up and get the hell out. I hate browsing.
So right now we’re both vedging out and watching the Astros game. I’m going to finish up my edits and then do my pages for the 70 days of sweat challenge and then tonight hubby and I are going out for a nice late, quiet dinner :hug:
but hole punching six thousand pieces of paper will cure most of the itchiness. My hands HURT!
I was up late last night and so I slept in today. My phone woke me up at 9 and I groggily answer to hear my dad say hey you guys left yet? I’m on my way. I say HUH? Yeah, I know, I’m so articulate. I shake my head and wonder if somehow I totally missed Friday and it was Saturday morning. So I say what? Even more articulate, yes. Turns out my dad misunderstood when we were meeting for me to drop off the kids. He was on his way and we’re not supposed to meet until tomorrow. :oops:
So today I have to finish hole punching papers so my wonderful, fantabulous hubby can put the booklets together for me. I lurve him. :hug: I also have to finish laundry, pack a week’s worth of cloths for three kids, I have a hair appointment tonight at six and I also still have to buy shoes (someone just kill me now) Then I have to drive halfway to drop off the kids tomorrow morning then come back and pack all MY shit. But if I can get all that crap done by the end of the day tomorrow, that gives me and hubby two whole kid free days to hang out and act like immature adolescents. :drunk:
And then on Tuesday morning I’m off to Dallas. I’m rooming with Larissa which should be a riot. I’ll get to hang out with Amy and a bunch of other people I usually only get to talk to online. (or on the phone, like STEPH! I can’t wait) And I’ll get to chase it all with copious amounts of alcohol. I have a feeling I’m going to need it.
I’ve got that itchy under my skin, restlessness that drives me insane. I’m dying to create. I want to dive in and write something, anything. The problem is I can’t. *sigh* At least not yet. I have too much other stuff to do. I went to Office Depot this morning after running the kids to the dentist. I love my Office Depot girl. She rocks. I had her print and fold the booklets for our Writeminded promo excerpt ARCs. So now I have to hole punch and put them all together. Thank God we’re only doing 250. I think I did something like 1200 for RT between the Samhain ones and the ones for my Berkley book.
So I have that to do. I also have to finish laundry and pack a week’s worth of clothes for three kids. Then I have to drive them to my dad’s on Saturday. Oh and then of course I have to pack all MY shit for nationals. I can’t believe A. it’s next week and B. that I’m still so calm about it. I still have some shopping to do and I hate shopping. There’s nothing worse.
But the cool thing? I get to hang out with some of my favorite people on earth next week. So it can’t be all bad. If worse comes to worse I can either retreat to the bar or hole up in a room somewhere and dish.
Man oh man do I want to be writing though…it’s been awhile since I had such a desire and love for writing and it feels so damn good to get that feeling back. I go to bed at night with scenes playing out in my head. I dream about storylines. I get up and can’t wait to get to my laptop. THAT is what writing is all about and it’s been two years since I felt that way about my job.
I’m having mucho fun on the break. I’ve been on a total reading binge. I blazed through Sharon Sala’s backlist. I love her. LOVE her. I read all my Harlequin Presents and then went and bought the August ones as ebooks :lol2:
I’ve even gotten some fun writing stuff done, such as a proposal for a so-fun-it’s-evil story. :weee:
The fun news? I just contracted the first book in a new series. :cheer: What’s so fun about this series is that for the first time, I’ll be blending Sharon and Maya into a marriage of the two pen names. So far I’ve kept the two voices separate. But this series is going to be so fun to write because I’m letting both voices out of the cage. It’ll be published under Maya Banks and the first book will release in Feb 2007.
It’s going to be soooooo much fun :rockthefuckon:
Ok so I know I went on and on about taking a break after finishing my book. Uhm that hasn’t happened yet. Too many little things to take care of that I let pile up while I was finishing the BOOK. But it’s done YAY! oopps sorry I had to put that in there again. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m a wee bit relieved to be finished.
The cool news? And yes, I’m getting off track. I tend to do that. A lot. I have two readers who I trust very much when it comes to providing feedback. And bless their hearts, they always get the rough, not polished yet version of my stories and still they read them. Well, I sent them the BOOK with dread in my heart because see, I’ve hated the last THREE books I’ve written. As in hated every aspect of them while writing. And as soon as I finished them and edited etc, I put them away and did not open them again. When I got edits for the first book I hated, I was surprised that they were light, but then as I read, something amazing happened. I didn’t hate the book. In fact, it was pretty good. :fainting: And then I picked up book 2 to read weeks and weeks after finishing, and uhm gee, that one didn’t suck either. I really, really liked it.
So here I am at book three that I hated every word of when writing it. I sent it off to my readers and they wrote back that they loved it. One even said she liked it BETTER than For Her Pleasure, which uhm kind of blew me away because A. she really liked FHP and B. I’ve always thought FHP was my best written Maya book. So now I’m afraid to go back and read it and I won’t. Not this soon. I won’t pick it up again until I get edits because then sufficient time will have passed that I can look at it with clear eyes. But I’m hoping, really hoping, that it’s going to be good. Because my readers have really really given me a teeny tiny bit of hope to cling to :lol2:
So anyway, back to the little things that pile up. I kinda er uhm forgot that I had galleys in my in box, so I did those yesterday. And then I have this really short story that I promised to have written and turned in by uhm next week. :oops: And then I got edits for Beyond the Night yesterday so uhm I’ve been working today. No break in sight. Good news is edits are done and turned in and I’ve written half of the short story. So MAYBE by say Thursday? I’ll get started on that break. I have books leftover from vacation to read and I can’t wait to get to them.
But squee again! My readers loved the BOOK. :banana:
donedonedonedonedonedonedonedonedonedonedone :cheer::elephant::weee:
After a year of back to back to back…deadlines, I am done. Not to say I don’t have more work to do, but ya know what? I don’t have to have it done anytime soon :lol2: I totally get a break now, and I am sooooo going to love it.
:rockthefuckon:
In case you missed it over at Writeminded, here is the cover for Sweet Surrender, formerly known as Dark Desires or Berkley book #2
I like it, because as with the second version of FOR HER PLEASURE and ultimately the final cover, it’s different and I can’t point to a dozen other covers out there that look the same. And I really like the title. I suggested it late, so I wasn’t sure if it would be used, but it was PERFECT for the story, and admittedly I’m a freak about the title saying something about the story.
I’ve included a blurb below. This is very unofficial so don’t hold it against me when it’s changed :purplelaugh:
Sweet Surrender March 2008 Berkley HEAT
Sometimes the first step in taking control is surrendering.
Under Faith Malone’s deceptively soft exterior lies a woman who knows exactly what she wants. A strong man who’ll take without asking—because she’s willing to give him everything…
Dallas cop Gray Montgomery is on a mission: find the guy who killed his partner—and bring him to justice. So far, he’s found a link between the killer and Faith—and if Gray has to get close to her to catch the killer, so be it.
Faith is sweet and feminine, everything Gray wants and desires in a woman, but he suspects she’s playing games. No way she would allow a man to call the shots in their relationship. Or would she?
Faith sees in Gray the strong, dominant man she needs, but he seems determined to keep her at a distance. So she takes matters into her own hands to prove to him it’s no game she’s playing. She’s willing to surrender to the right man. Gray would like to be that man. But catching his partner’s killer has to be his first priority. Until Faith is threatened and Gray realizes he will do anything to protect her.
It’s midnight, I’m stoned and my page count is not where it should be. :oops: The good news is that I got SOMETHING done. I was going to wait to take the drugs until after I’d finished writing, but my ears were hurting so damn bad that I couldn’t concentrate anyway, so I took the medicine and wrote until I was no longer coherent. I’ve now reached that point. :passedout:
Though I’m probably too pissed to go to sleep now. The fucking Astros just blew a FIVE run lead in the 7th inning. :cursesign:
I plan to sleep obscenely late in the morning then get up and try and slog through all the post vacation clutter in my house, not to mention the mound of laundry that has taken a life of its own, and then settle down to write some more. I left off in an exciting spot so I’ll be itching to get back to it. And no, it wasn’t a sex scene. I know better than to leave off at a sex scene. If I did that, I’d never go back to it.
