Biting Off More Than You Can Chew with @meganslayer #tired #bookevent #authors #jeepauthor #reading #books

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I knew when I joined my local Friends of the Library that I was in for…a lot of work. I knew it. I’m not the kind of person to go half way with anything. I can’t. If I’m going to do it, I do it all in.

But the problem with going all in is that I think I’ve taken on more than I can handle. Don’t take this as a whining post. I’m not. It’s about seeing my limits and thinking…girl, you got in way over your head.

The plan was to do one or two jobs. Get my feet wet with this event, then really go for it. But I said I’m an all in girl. So that one or two jobs turned into fifteen. Oy!

Like oh my gosh, what were you thinking, too many jobs.

Sometimes I wonder how I’ll be able to do it all. I had a busy day today just planning and getting ready – and the event isn’t until April – and I’m tired. I can’t fathom how crazy this will get closer to the event.

But I have a healthy respect for anyone who plans and pulls off an event.  I respect the tie and effort put into what happens as well as the blood, sweat and tears involved. I don’t know how others don’t give up.

So I’ll keep on going and push forward. I can’t do anything else. I got myself into this and I’m going to make it the best event I know how to make it.

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2017 ~ Looking Back #thinking #planning and more #thinking with @meganslayer ~ #iamwriting

Christmas Tree Blog 2017I’ve been thinking hard about this past year. It’s been an oddity. Really has. So many things have happened. You’d think 365 days wouldn’t involve that much change, but it’s unreal.

I’ve had lots of good points. I got to work with a dear friend on not one, but two projects. It was a great collaboration. I’ve been invited to work in Kindle Worlds. I’ve seen some of my best stories come out and weathered changes in editors, publishing houses as well as characters that want to be difficult. I’ve had the good fortune of being signed with a new-to-me publishing house and have had my stories from other houses that are defunct picked up by other pubs. That’s some good fortune.

But there have been some interesting, yet, tough parts of this year. I’ve seen friendships I thought were tight go kablooey. I’ve seen publishers change hands, or close. That’s been tough. I love my publishers and have had mostly fantastic experiences with them. It can’t all be wine and roses, but I’ve had a good time. I can’t complain. I’m terribly sad that one pub is closing. They weren’t the easiest, but they brought out the best in my writing. I’d rather have a hard edit than a super easy one. If I know there are issues and I’m working on them, I think it makes the whole story stronger to fix them.

I’ve had rejections this year. I don’t mind rejection–sometimes the project just isn’t for that pub–but one thing I’d love to change is the flat, blunt thanks but no thanks rejections. How can I get better if I don’t know what’s wrong with the story? I’ve had a few revise and resubmits – which I actually embrace. I prefer to know what needs fixed in order to make the grade.

I’ve seen the passing of my grandfather and the passing of my cat. Not just the family cat or a cat…my cat. My writing buddy. My snuggle baby. The one I raised from kitten-hood. I’d always wanted an orange cat and he was mine. I miss having him beside me when I write. His low pitched meow, the way he’d make the crackle sound to get my attention and how he’d seemingly appear out of nowhere to sit with me. Yep, I’m still struggling with that loss.

So I’ve been thinking. Lots of thinking. I’ve taken a few leaps this year, but I’ll save those for another post. I like to go into my year with a plan. My author friend, Cheryl Dragon, and I talk each January about the plan for that year. I’ve tried to make one, but going into 2018, it’s tougher. I’m a write by the seat of my pants kind of girl. If the story comes, I write it. If it doesn’t, I don’t force it. If it shows up, then goes away for a while, I keep the notebook full of notes there, but to the side. But this year…I’m not sure what to do. I have story ideas percolating. I’ll probably write them down and give them a chance, while keeping an eye on the market. I’m not the type of writer to write to the market. If the story is there, I run with it. If it’s not what’s popular…then I weather the storm. But as for that plan…yeah, no idea what I’m going to do. But I’m open to suggestion.

What about you? Did you get a shiny new kindle or phone for Christmas? Want to add some books on it to read? You should. Here’s a suggestion from me and one of latest short stories, Christmas Box:

Hayes Carter knows what he wants out of life — to be the best lawyer he can, to balance his work and home life and to please his Sir. This Christmas, he wants to belong to Sir for good.

Ford Rogan loves his boy, Hayes, but Ford’s not sure he’s relationship material. Hayes, though, makes him think otherwise. Then there’s that naughty Santa at the club… Submit and your wish will come true

Can Santa, even a naughty one, grant their wishes? Will the magic of the season be enough, or will they end up with nothing more than a lump of coal?

See? Not the standard here’s a gift and I hope you like it fare. A person in the box? Now, don’t get wonky on me. This isn’t a creeper story. I like feel good Christmas tales. Everything works out in the right way at the end. There’s magic, mayhem and a spanking or two. Gives me goosebumps just thinking about it.

What about you? What’s your favorite thing about Christmas? I’d love to know!!

Want to know more about Christmas Box? Then check it out at Changeling Press! Out now and on sale!! Gotta love a sale!

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This post is also up at the Paranormal Romantics Blog:

https://paranormalromantics.blogspot.com/2017/12/2017-looking-back-thinking-planning-and.html

Writing, Chaos, Order and a Whole Lot of Pens with @MeganSlayer #iamwriting #planning #posting #writing

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I love my writing utensils. Love them. I’ve got a pen collection that’s probably out of control. Why? Because when I go somewhere, I want a pen to commemorate being there. Also, they look pretty. I tend to use the ink up in them, too. With my luck, once I decided to display the pens, the one with the ink left in it would explode and I’d have a mess. But that’s my luck.

But this post isn’t about just my love of pens…although based on the photos I added, you’d think it might be. Grin.

I wanted to write today about something that may seem small and silly, but it’s pretty big for me.

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I’m a stress writer. Yep. I admit it. I am. I tend to know what I want to write and have deadlines, but for whatever reason, I seem to wait until I’m down to the wire before I get things done. That doesn’t mean I’m sitting around doing nothing. No…I’m usually finishing up whatever it was I put off before this project.

It’s not a good thing to do, stress writing. I tend to create these crazy schedules for myself, then stress when I don’t feel like I’m meeting my own deadlines. It’s worse during National Novel Writing Month (NaNo). I usually have a project to finish BEFORE I can start the NaNo one and then I try to get both done y the end of November (that’s the month NaNo takes place in).

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Right now, I’m currently trying to wrap up a short for Changeling involving Christmas Magic. I won’t get into the gritty nitty, but it’s short and it’s HAWT. Before that, I finished another Christmas tale for another publisher. Because I love Christmas? Because the stories were begging to be written. Oh, and I’ve got another short planned for once the Changeling book is done. Have I lost my mind? Sometimes it feels like it.

I enjoy Christmas, don’t get me wrong. I love the joy, the togetherness and the fun of the holiday. But it’s July. It’s not entirely hard to think about snow (it’s been well into the 90s for temps here of late),  but I’m not really in the mindset to write Christmas. I won’t lie. When it’s Christmas time, then I’ve got all sorts of ideas for stories. It just happens to be too late or too early to turn them in (depending on who you ask). But the stories I just finished and am working on demanded to be written.

I don’t have big spreadsheets of what needs to be written and when. I might have a schedule that’s in my trusty notebook next to my laptop, but that’s got maybe a week or two out scheduling wise. I let the muse talk and pants my way through most of my stories. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t just write whatever pops into my head from the muse. That’s what ends up in the notebook where I can tweak it first. But it might be May and I’ll have the characters for a Christmas story show up. Or it might be Halloween and I want to write Valentines stories. Although, a mash-up of a Valentine Halloween might be fun.

So while I’m sure I rambled through this post, this is a clue into my writing world. There’s some order and some chaos, but it’s all mine and I own it. I might as well. 🙂