Euphoria by writing

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I don’t know if it is endorphins, but the mental workout I get from writing makes me happy, really happy.

For the past few months, I’ve been unable to REALLY write. I’ve sat in front of the computer and typed, I’ve reread what I’ve written, and I’ve plodded along. No matter how hard I tried, no matter how long I sat there trying to write, everything was flat. In several months, I’d progressed a mere 20 pages in Fair Game.

But this morning,  my old way of seeing the story play out in my head finally came back to me. Not at first, of course, that would be too easy. I had to pay my dues with a full hour of dullness in which I almost gave up several times. Then, for some unknown but wonderful reason, the old magic that makes me love writing returned.

I am so glad I persevered, that I didn’t throw in the towel and give up writing entirely. At the end of 3 hours I had finished Chapter 3, and I had liked what I had written.

But even more importantly, at the end of 3 hours of writing I was more energized than I have been in months. I had to control the urge to dance around the house I was so happy. I love being happy.

Euphoria by writing. You can’t beat it!

Soap by any other name

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I would like to blame the Jupiterians, but I can’t. The blame is mine, all mine.

At the beginning of the week I visited Whole Foods to buy some groceries. While I was there, I decided to get some new soap for the shower. Not the bar kind, the kind that comes in a bottle with a pump.

I have a few allergies I am cautious about, so I was taking my time looking for just the right shower soap/gel. As I was browsing the shelves I spotted the words “Fragrance Free” out of the corner of my eye.

Success! One of my allergies is fragrance, and I always have a horrible time finding un-perfumed soaps and lotions. I picked up the bottle (it was a huge one) and scanned the ingredient list for one of my other allergies, nuts. Which, let me tell you, causes all sorts of problems because everyone and their brother seems to put almond oil in everything that goes on your skin.

Anyway, I was ecstatic to discover that not only was the product fragrance free, it was also nut free. I was so happy that I didn’t feel in the least bit worried to be buying such a gigantic bottle without every having tried the product before.

So every day this week I have been lathering up with my new fragrance-and-nut-free-shower-soap-with-the-pump-on-top. Only, well, the truth is there hasn’t been much lather. It was kind of a disappointment, but since I had bought a huge bottle, I was determined to get my money’s worth and use every last drop.

I don’t know how long I would have gone on, day after day, lathering up with lather-less soap. Probably quite a while, because I am a tad bit stubborn. But today I just happed to look a little harder at the bottle, which made me laugh at my own foolishness.

Me, Ms. Librarian, had failed to read the most important part of the bottle–the title (often called a label by all you non-librarians). You see, I had not bought soap at all, I had bought a giant bottle of lotion.

And I had washed with it for an entire week!

Like I said, I would love to be able to blame the Jupiterians for this little blunder, but I can’t. They left a month ago to visit relatives on what was formerly called the planet Pluto.

I wonder what the Plutonians will say when the Jupiterians spill the beans that Pluto, the homeworld of the mighty Plutonians, has been down-graded?

Wish I had a powerful telescope. I bet the fireworks will be spectacular.

A shadow in the sun

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I first saw them out of the corner of my eye. Four runners with blond hair gleaming in the sunlight. Three girls and one boy. They were so happy and carefree.

They looked to all be between the ages of 10 and 15, and they were enough alike that I immediately assumed they were from the same family. It was not quite 3:30 so I guessed they had just been released from school for the day and where hurrying home.

Traffic was heavy, but moving quickly, so I had little attention to spare for the group. Especially with the additional distraction of that glorious sun, which I had missed during the day due to my windowless office.

As I rolled down my window to enjoy a breeze, one of the runners, the boy, broke away from his crowd by shooting across a street just as the walk sign turned from walk to don’t walk. I could see the signs of frustration and stress in the shoulders of the three left behind at the curb waiting for the light to change, so I assumed they had decided to race home and the boy had “cheated” a bit by not waiting to cross with his sisters.

But traffic was still flowing, the sun was still shining, the breeze was still blowing, and it was really none of my business if the boy had an overly developed sense of competition.

The blare of a horn drew my attention back to the side of the road, and I turned my head just in time to see the boy barely being missed by a SUV. He had once again ignored the walk sign.

The thought that the boy had passed out of competitivousness and into stupidity crossed my mind a split second before, without even pausing to check the road for a break in the traffic, he shot across directly in front of me!

I slammed on my breaks in shock. My only thought was not to hit the stupid little idiot while I prayed that all the cars behind me were paying enough attention to avoid hitting me. I didn’t even have enough time to honk my horn before he safely reached the sidewalk and continued running down a side street.

He had escaped injury today. But I had to wonder if this kind of behavior was normal for him.

If so, his parents–and some driver, somewhere, sometime–was in for heartbreak.

From Viridia with love

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Dear Reviewers,

I want to thank you for all your hard work. I was feeling rather poorly, and Veronica was worried that a collapse was imminent. But you saved me, you pulled me back from the brink of death.

No, really. I felt I was going to die or something, I was so depressed. Braumaru and Cerulea had loads of reviews, but I barely had any. I thought I had been forgotten and that no one loved me.

But you showed me you cared. You read me, and then wrote some wonderful reviews about me. Your kind words helped me recover.

I especially liked the reviews written by Ann and Susan. You guys are great!

I’d better go now. Veronica doesn’t know I’m writing on her blog, and I don’t want her to find out. So let’s keep this our little secret.

It shouldn’t be hard. Veronica is so busy with her new job she hasn’t even touched her home computer in about a week. Which is what gave me the idea of taking this opportunity to thank you guys.

Like I said, let’s keep this our secret.

Shhhhhhhhhhhh.

Love,
Viridia

Available for pre-orders

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Wow. That’s about all I can say. Wow.

I was playing around on Amazon, and I found my not-yet-published new book, available for pre-order! Am I excited? You bet I am. I am ecstatic. And surprised. I thought only the high-powered big publishing house books showed up prior to publication.

Of course, it does remind me that there is still work to be done on the book. Those last minute edits have been sitting there waiting for me to complete for over a month. I really need to focus my attention back to the DTA for a bit.

But look:

Isn’t that the most beautiful sight you have ever seen?
What? Oh, you are right. There is no cover image, and no description of the book. I guess I’d better check into it, and make sure those things magically appear.
Hmmmm. It may take a little while, I don’t seem to have my magic wand handy.

Take time to stop and eat the apple blossoms

I am just like all the rest of you, I always have twice as much to do as I have time to do it in.

Honestly, it doesn’t make sense–I am unemployed, so I should be sitting around my house all day twiddling my thumbs. Or even better I should be writing up a storm, taking advantage of this boon of extra time.

If only it worked that way! For all intents and purposes, I have no more time to write than I did when I was working at a 40+ hour a week job. Where does the time go?

Why do I worry about it so much?

Last week, the sun was shining and I felt the need to lower my stress levels. I grabbed a ball, called my schnoodle, and headed out the door. It felt great, tossing the ball across the yard so that my dog could joyously chase it. Her favorite game is to bring the ball within 2 feet of me and drop it, then to snatch it up and run when I reach for it. Her own special version of keep-away.

We played for about 30 minutes, which should have relaxed me, but did not. I still had worries wiggling around my head, cluttering it to-do lists.

It was evident I wasn’t paying close enough attention when I tossed the ball a little too high and hit the apple tree. The ball struck one of the beautiful apple blossoms that are currently decorating my yard and it fell to the ground.

Immediately, Pepper lost all interest in our game as she pounced on the blossom. In a split second, her stance went from tense anticipation of play to relaxed bliss.

And then it hit me. Here I was, frantically trying to relax, when all I really had to do was stop and smell the roses.

Or if I really wanted to follow Pepper’s example, eat the apple blossoms!

You can’t please everyone

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I have google alerts set up for each of my books, so I immediately know when a new review is posted.

Viridia was just reviewed on Amazon, and the reviewer pretty much ripped it to shreds (although she did give it 3 stars). The reviewer said “it was a conclusion of sorts” and that there was “not much else to it either”  and that the last chapter was “completely not necessary.” Whoa Nellie!

Are my feelings hurt? Of course they are. But I’ll survive.

Especially since there are other reviews, ones that don’t rip Viridia to shreds. The review posted at the end of February stated that “Behold the Eye: Viridia, the final installment of this very thrilling trilogy, is just as fantastic, suspenseful and wonderful as Behold the Eye: Braumaru and Cerulea!”

I can hardly believe that both reviews are written about the same book.

There is one consolation about the ripping-to-shreds review. The reviewer must have been more interested than she wanted to admit. She did, after all, willingly read all three of the trilogy. I went back and checked the reviews for Braumaru and Cerulea.

Time slipping away

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I haven’t been writing as much as I would like, and I’ve wondered why.

Do I have writer’s block? Have I lost interest in my current book? Has the well of creativity suddenly run dry?

I was really beginning to worry, until I started to pay attention to how I spend my day.

One part of it is spent job searching, a necessary evil. I would rather be independently wealthy and not worry about getting a job, but life is what life is.

Another portion is devoted to searching out people who might agree to review one of my books, finding new marketing ideas, reading publishing blogs, researching the types of books that are selling well…and so on.

A third portion is taken up by my current volunteer project–the redesign of my church’s website.

When I really looked at the time I have been spending on the web redesign, I realized that it is quite a bit more than I orginally thought. A little tweak here, a change of color there…and time does slip away. But really, I want to make it as perfect and easy to keep up as possible. Once it is live, I will not be the one keeping it current.

What does it look like, you ask? Well, here is a screen-shot. I used the interior structure of the church as an inspiration, and tried to create a navigation that will help people find what they need.

The new site isn’t up yet, only the old one, but hopefully it will be in a few weeks. It has been very satisfying rebuilding it. I built everything from scratch using only notepad to do the CSS and HTML. Of course the graphics were created with PhotoShop.

As I said, it has been satisfying, but I will be glad to have it finished. I want to get back to writing. Websites are fun to build, but writing is my true passion.

Easter high jinks

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Easter Sunday we had a family get-together. All was well, except for those pesky Jupiterians.

I really don’t know why they adore pranks so much.

It all started with the alarm clock. Someone, and I am pretty sure I know who, changed the time on the clock. Not the alarm, mind you, but the actual clock. So instead of the ham going into the oven at 7 as planned, it was unknowingly put in at 6.

Luckily, the clock change was discovered in time and the ham was not allowed to burn to a crisp. Take that, you jokey Jupiterians. Your plan was foiled!

Unfortunately, the clock stunt was not all the Jupiterians had planned. Each step of the baking process was hindered by practical jokes. I dealt with missing measuring cups and spoons, rearranged spices, misplaced mixing bowls, broken eggs in the carton, spilled flour all over the kitchen, and an oven that kept mysteriously changing temperatures.

Yet, I am happy to report, everything turned out just fine. We had a wonderful, relaxing, fun day.

Maybe, just maybe, one of these days the Jupiterians will tire of their silly jokes. I look forward to the day.

Or do I? The Jupiterians do have a tendency to create chaos, but they also keep boredom at bay.

You just never know what might happen next.

Braumaru – the movie

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I cannot believe it! I got a phone call this morning from a movie studio (I am not yet allowed to say which one.)

Recently, one of the producer’s kids read the Behold the Eye trilogy, and liked them. He or she (I don’t know which) told the producer that it would make a great movie. The producer read the books and agreed!

So…and here is the most amazing news…the studio wants to make Behold the Eye: Braumaru into a movie. If it does well, they will make the other two into movies also.

I think I feel tears forming.

Oh, for whatever reason, they don’t want to call the movie Behold the Eye: Braumaru. Something about it not being catchy enough. So after a lot of debate we have agreed to another title. When it comes out as a movie, it will be called “Watch out for People Who Play April Fool’s Day Tricks.”

Take care!