And another week goes by

And again, little or no progress. I'm as nervous as a mouse in a cattery over the impending green card interview, feel like I've got either a mild cold or a reaction to the MMR shot I had to get for the INS medical, and my mind goes blank every time I open any of my writing. This stinks.

And I wonder why I hate myself sometimes? Bleah.

Kate

Finally made some progress

I ground out all of 600 words. Whoopie...

I'm beginning to suspect that the problems is I don't really have much of an idea of the plot. I have a vague notion of where it's supposed to finish, and not much else.

I think I need to drop a mountain on my protagonist.

Kate

Avoidance Behaviors

It's now nearly 2-30 on Labor Day, and I'm avoiding writing. So far, I've played computer games until I was about to go around the twist, cleaned the apartment - including scrubbing the shower, not that it makes any difference to the way the thing looks - put on 2 loads of washing... In short, done anything and everything except apply butt to chair and write.

I'm also busy trying to excuse myself by saying that the stress of my impending Green Card interview is doing it. Times like this I hate myself.

Kate

Progress, of a sort

Yes, I have actually written something. A measly 200 words, but it's still better than nothing.

I pulled out Housewarming, and pushed ahead with it. I really need to apply butt to chair and - most importantly - fingers to keyboard if this one is going to be done in time for WotF. Telling myself "Oh, well, there's always next quarter" just doesn't cut it.

It doesn't help that I'm getting home fried from work - right now there's more work than there are bodies able to do it. I'm already putting in nearly 50 hours a week, and I'm behind. It should - I hope - settle down, but between that and upping my gym commitment from 3 days a week to 6 days a week in the faint hope that more exercise might cause me to actually lose some weight, by the time I get home, all I want to do is bum around and be brain-dead for a couple of hours. Then it's time for bed, because the alarm goes off at 5-30am and another day begins...

Yay me.

Kate

Opening the ledger

Well, I am officially certifiable, starting a writing-related blog when I'm not even published, my writing output at the moment is minimal at best, and I hardly know anyone who'd want to read what I write anyway.

Never mind. Maybe writing, chatting and occasionally ranting and whining will inspire me to get more actual writing done.

For those who find this by strange and mysterious googling, I write mostly fantasy with occasional excursions into science fiction. Feel free to leave now if this isn't your thing.

Current WIPs:

• Spell Weaver - an urban fantasy collaboration with Darwin Garrison. Going well
• Housewarming - science fiction short story which I hope to complete in time for WotF 3rd quarter.
  

Stalled WIPs:

• New Camelot - near future urban fantasy/alternate history, stalled in revision after a crash ate 20 chapters worth of revisions.
• Technomage - high fantasy, stalled out.

In Submission:

• Heirs to the Shattered Realms - fantasy novel, at Baen, will probably be rejected.
• Destiny's Choice - fantsy short story, borderline YA, currently at Realms of Fantasy after being a near-miss for an invitation only anthology.

Completed and Homeless:

• The Orcs are Revolting - fantasy burlesque short story. Has collected several rejections. For some reason belching, flatulent orcs taking the piss just doesn't appeal to everyone.
• The Orc-Full Truth - see above.
• Dark Lady - fantasy short story, whimsical humor.
  

Hopefully I'll be posting progress updates and snippets here. Progress updates would be nice. Words written would be nice.

And now, back to work... The paid version, the one that's eating all my time.

Kate