Yep, yep. By writing this post, I’m ruining my chances as a serious contender for world’s least consistent blogger. So be it.
December starts tomorrow, which means it’s one month until 2018. My last post was a “happy new year 2017” post, but I had one saved draft from back in August, written and never posted, which started but never finished explaining why I’ve been too busy to write here. So I quickly hit publish and now I can logically move on with the most recent updates about my tragically-disorganized-but-still-heroically-perseverant attempts to get my first novel published, keep my kitchen clean, pursue a masters in teaching English, and write a second novel.
School: Over the spring and summer, I finished an online public speaking class (yes, I wondered how that would work, too, but I posted my speeches to YouTube to get them graded). Now I’m almost halfway through with another online class, this time linguistics. The word nerd in me is loving this class so much, geeking out on all the mechanics of how words are constructed and how speakers of any language intuitively know its rules without even knowing they know. I’m planning to complete the linguistics course by the end of the year, and then move on to an ethnic studies course in January.
My Kitchen: Load dishwasher. Run. Unload. Repeat. Floor needs mopping? Oh, better do that. Termites in the walls? Oh, time to call the exterminator. Hey, whoever left the peanut butter on the counter needs to put it away. And pick up all those goldfish crackers you spilled on the floor! Load dishwasher. Run. Unload. Repeat.
The Door to Yesterday: Queries sent—33. Partial requests—1. Full requests—2. Rejections received (including the partial and one of the fulls)—31. But one of those fulls is still out, and hope springs eternal!
Which brings me to…
NaNoWriMo: I’m pleased to report that 2017 was my most prolific NaNoWriMo yet, with a total of 26,661 words. This is my third year working on a sequel to TDTY, this time with a new working title: Return From Tomorrow. I’ve also made significant revisions to my plan for the plot, as well as several characters in the previous two drafts. Another change is that I did all my writing longhand this year as an experiment in whether, as many authors assert, it positively stimulates creativity. The verdict? So far so good. I’m finding my characters showing up in unexpected ways and telling me what’s going to happen, so… yes. I’m going to stick with longhand for the rest of this new first draft.
Last but not least… here’s a preview, the first paragraph of chapter 1:
Darcy Malinger and I have a history. Sort of like the Montagues and Capulets. Alexander Hamilton and Aaron Burr. Zombies and humans. I mean, I’d never actually stab Darcy with a sword or shoot her. I’d never eat her brain, even if I were a zombie. But I’d have no problem shooting zombie Darcy, because I know she wouldn’t think twice about eating my brain.