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Blogger Tag: Writing Habits

  • Posted on August 11, 2017 at 2:22 pm

My lovely friend Briana Herr has tagged me in her Writing Habits Blogger Tag. This means that I’m forced to reveal to the world the things that make me tick! Things like what faces I make while writing and what coffee I drink! How scandalous!

Without further ado, let’s get started!

Where do you go write and what does it look like?

Most often I write in my room. I have a basement room with walls painted lavender, and my bed is right next to my desk. I have a large TV with a Roku that plays wonderful music, either from Pandora or from Youtube. I sit at my desk, in my rickety rolly-chair that needs to have blankets piled on it for it to be comfortable, and I write. This is the only way I am productive.

Sometimes I write in my bed, which is very comfortable, but I rarely get many words out because I tend to fall asleep.

Snacks or drinks?

Both. I prefer soda to be honest with you. Pepsi if I can afford it, if not Sam’s Cola. I love munching on salted roasted peanuts while writing, or chips. Sometimes I get chips and salsa for while I’m writing. Other times I’ll make a bowl of ramen or some leftovers. Basically, it depends on how hungry I am.

Do you like to write with noise or in total silence?

This depends on my ADD brain. Because of my ADD, I have sensitivity to stimulae. This means that too much of anything becomes distracting. This means that if I have music going, I get distracted. However, on the flipside, if I sit in silence, I become anxious. So I have to find that sweet spot between the two.

I’d love to say that there are rules like “no lyrics” or “drums only” that works for me, but nothing ever works the same two days in a row. So I don’t really have any kind of preference, I just want to find balance.

Paper or computer?

Computer, all the way. I can’t sit still long enough to write on paper anymore.

what do you do before you start to write?

I put the kids to sleep, and then gather up soda, my computer, and anything else I’ve left upstairs. Then I take it all downstairs and sit in my uncomfy chair. After that, I whine a bit to my friend Briana, and after that, I get to writing. Often I manage somewhere between 200-2000 words.

What time of day do you like to write?

I like to write in the late evening. I can’t do early mornings because I have to care for the children as soon as they get up, and I can’t write during the day because there’s too much to do.

what distracts you from writing?

  1. Anxiety
  2. Depression
  3. Video games
  4. Reading
  5. Work
  6. Serial works like this one.
  7. This Discord Channel

anything to help set the mood?

Recently, one of my WIPs has had a theme-song chosen for it. I call the WIP Devil’s Desire, and the theme song is “Hide and Seek”. It sets everything off in a wonderful tone, and I love it.

are you a plotter or pantser?

A little of both. I tend to start with a small outline, and then free-write until I get lost. Then I re-outline, and then I free-write again. I’m a mess when it comes to writing habits.

Any other weird habits?

I jiggle my leg almost constantly. Not only that but I click pens. Oh! And I also tend to write while on voice chat with the Discord Group I mentioned earlier. It helps to know that they’re there.

 

And that’s all! I’ve done what was asked of me, and now it is time to tag others. Muahahahaha!

I tag Tiara Kikyo Giles, Nico H., Caroline Quill Alex Hurwitz. Check out all of their lovely stuff, because each and every one of them is AMAZING. Thank you for your time, and consider yourself tagged as well!

Panic Attacks and Manuscripts

  • Posted on June 24, 2017 at 1:23 pm

So I have finished the manuscript for Knight of Kuryle. The first draft is entirely done. I’ll be running through several more drafts, of which I’ll explain in a moment, but for now, I am done with it until the 15th of July. Four weeks is a long time to wait, for someone used to working non-stop on their novel. Four weeks is a long time to wait for anything.

I’ve been experiencing an emotional upheaval during this time. It’s only been three days and I’m having more panic attacks than ever before. Just a few minutes ago, I had the largest one yet, where I couldn’t breathe. Luckily, my friend and roommate knows a calm-down method for panic attacks, and was able to help me get it under control. I still feel vulnerable and weak aftewards, however.

Some friends I’ve talked to about it say that it’s possible that there are a lot of feelings tied into the manuscript, and my finishing it has created a void where the manuscript used to be, which is causing the emotional upheaval. I think it’s something simpler. I’m scared.

You see, I’ve done the easy part. I’ve done the part I know how to do. I’ve written the first draft, and completed an entire story. I’ve done that before, and now, I’m in new territory. Now I have to edit. Now I have to polish. Now, I have to tear my beauty apart.

My writing mentor, Chris Votey, has listed a set of steps for my next drafts of the manuscript. They are as follows:

  1. First draft of manuscript
  2. Content edit
  3. Grammarly edit
  4. Ginger edit
  5. Word doc spell checker
  6. Content edit again
  7. Language edit – Looking for overused words and adverbs
  8. ReRead
  9. Chris goes through it
  10. Repeat.

I’m glad he gave me this process so that I could record it. No book I know goes into such detail as to give you exact instructions, so I thought I’d write it down. It’s useful to know what other authors are doing when it comes to editing and writing.

On top of all of this, I am reading and researching for my next project. A regency era romance I’ve named “A Deeper Love”.  Look forward to snippets and deleted scenes in the future! I’m currently reading On Writing Romance by Leigh Michaels in order to figure out how to write this romance properly! As someone who has had little luck in romance herself, this is especially important. ALWAYS RESEARCH NEW GENRES.

Old Findings 1

  • Posted on April 15, 2016 at 1:16 pm

As part of my new life choices, I’ve been going through the storage unit that stores everything I own, and I’ve been deciding what to keep and what to throw away. Taking a minimalist approach, anything that I couldn’t think of a use for (minus sketchbooks and notebooks) was thrown away or donated. However, in so doing, I’ve come across a lot of things from my past. Including some things that I’ll be sharing with you guys here.

Specifically, I found several papers I wrote in highschool, and some speeches I wrote in college, that I’ll be transcribing up onto this blog so that you all can laugh at teeny-bopper me. Also, so that I can see how I’ve progressed since then.

Starting first with a paper entitled Journal 2, which contained the prompt, “Imagine if you were the sole Survivor, write your story.”

Tax Return Season

  • Posted on February 24, 2016 at 3:53 pm

In the United States of America, we pay taxes every single day. On the money we make, on the money we spend, on everything, just about. These taxes pay for our roadways. They pay for our city ordinances and libraries and public schools. They pay for the indigent health care that is the only health care I currently have. These taxes give disability payments to those who cannot work and welfare payments to those who can’t find work. These taxes give food to those who cannot buy their own.

In short, these taxes help save lives. A lot of people disagree. A lot of people feel we pay way too many taxes. To these people, I ask, what do you expect? What can be done without money these days, and where is the government meant to get that money without our support as citizens. You don’t complain about the tax money when it comes to the properly-paved roads, only when there are holes in them. You don’t complain about the libraries that provide the homeless with places to be during the day, until they close down and the homeless stand on your street corners. You don’t complain about law enforcement, until they’ve pulled you over. To the people who complain about taxes, I say this:

When you check our a book at the library, you’re asked to return it on time, correct? And when you don’t you pay a fee. That fee then goes to the librarians salaries. The librarians who help you find and check out books. That fee goes to the lease on the property that library sits on. That fee goes to purchasing new books. That fee goes to holding classes for those too poor to attend college. That fee is useful. So I never complain about paying the fee on a book I kept out too long. After all, if I didn’t want to pay the fee, I just wouldn’t use the service, would I? Taxes are just like that. If you don’t want to pay the taxes, move somewhere else.

The bright side to taxes comes down to this, however. And this bright side is Tax Returns.

So basically, the idea is, you pay exactly your fair share in taxes. Sometimes, however, because of the way the system is set up, you accidentally over pay! So, the government, after you file your taxes, and they double check their math, sends you a check with your tax returns!

It’s a little like hitting the lottery. I knew a family that when they filed their combined taxes, they got a return of $3000 dollars. My best friend got a return of around $1500. I’m getting close to $1200 dollars back this year. Last year, I only got about $500 dollars back. But what do you do, when you have a ton of money coming to you in one lump sum?

Some people, like a girl I know from work, payed off her credit card debt, and then bought a $300 purse. My best friend paid her son’s tuition for his school, and then bought her husband a giant tv. (and gave me the smaller one! Yay!) I know one friend who is planning to save it until Comicon in the summer, and spend it there. So what’s the right strategy when it comes to using your tax return?

Personally, I intend to make sure my tax return works for me this year. I don’t want to fritter it away on purses or food or anything like that. I really want to make sure I spend this money wisely. So I consulted some articles. Some, like Money Crasher’s article, were filled with a few good ideas, but mostly bland options. Others, like TurboTax’s article, are filled with more whimsical ideas. Personally, I like the idea of funding a business.

For almost a year, I have been considering starting an Apiary. Often, with a $500 start up cost, you can get a decent 3-4 hive Apiary going. Enough to supply honey for a small shop. I’m thinking of it as a great way to make sure I have revenue coming in in the future. A second blade, if you will, were I to use terms from Assassination Classroom. It would be difficult, of course, to run a business, work full time AND attend College. Which is what my plans are for this year. However, it’s going to be worth it.

My other plan is glasses. My own are wearing down, and I can barely see. Glasses, when one doesn’t have insurance, generally cost anywhere from $500 to $1200, depending on your perscription and the frames you chose. I may just ask them to reuse my frames.

In general, however, this is how it always goes. I pledge to myself I will spend my return wisely, and then it’s gone before I know it. Hopefully, this year, my return season goes better than last, and hopefully, yours too. Tell us what you plan on spending your tax return on  in the comments! If you live in a country that doesn’t do tax returns, tell us how your tax system works! I’m very curious.

Half a Year Gone By

  • Posted on December 4, 2015 at 5:23 pm

With half a year passed and no word from me, I can only imagine that some of you imagined my demise. I’m sure my last few posts must have left you with uncertainty as to my status. Well, I’ll try to clear up as much of that confusion as I can, as well as introducing some new, better things about my life and the status of my works. To kick it all of, I’d like to announce the start of my new Patreon! Now, you’ll be able to assist me in my pursuit of getting these crazy stories out of my head and onto paper.

The Homestuck Finale

  • Posted on April 19, 2015 at 11:48 pm

For those of you who follow my blog, you are aware that I am Homestuck Trash. Basically what that means, for the uninitiated, is that I read, almost religiously, a webcomic called Homestuck. And for the Purists, yes, I came in after the trolls were introduced, and I don’t care.

I started Homestuck when I was nineteen. A little old for the target demographic, but I instantly bonded with the characters. From John’s dorky love of ‘the animes’ to Jade’s amazing freedoms, I was reminded of myself at that age. In fact, I identified with them so much that they started me writing fanfiction again. (I’ll spare you the gruesome details.)

Homestuck is a webcomic of second chances. I started reading it six years ago, when it was new, and dropped it, like so many people do, before it got good. I picked it up a second time and discovered an amazing story. It got me to give Tumblr a second try. The fandom goaded me to try NaNoWriMo. Even in the webcomic itself, time travel and extra lives prove time and again that second (and third) chances are a universal thing, built into the fabric of paradox space.

Homestuck is about growing up, taking chances, making mistakes, and building your own world. Sometimes with your friends, sometimes with family, but always your world.

Through John, we learn how one simple word or deed can change everything. Through Jade, we learn how easy it is to let one bad friend influence us. Through Rose, we see how difficult it can be to pull ourselves back up from a fall. Through Dave, we learn many things, but most of all, how dangerous it is to live in the past.

No matter what though, my favorite character is Gamzee. He was born to high position. His life should have been perfect. But every step of the way was difficult, from neglect to drug addiction to hurtful friends, to hurting friends. Gamzee has a rough life.

And because of that, and because of his choices, he is an amazing villain. Unlike bratty Caliborn, who simply doesn’t know better, Gamzee had examples, his friends, and chose avoidance and worship of maniacal gods over change.

Whenever I find my fear of change hissing at something, the cautionary tale that is Gamzee’s life plays out for me.There is nothing scarier than change, except perhaps the idea of what sort of monster I might become without it. And whether he is redeemed at the end or killed or something else, Gamzee will always be my favorite for teaching me that.

Perhaps Andrew Hussie didn’t mean to teach that lesson. Perhaps he just wanted to make a story about kids playing a game. However, no matter his intent, he’s given the world a gift. He has taught a generation about persistence, perseverance, and acceptance. I hope, one day, to do the same.

In the meantime, I’ll be over here, reading the ending with tears in my eyes, a pen in my hand, and notes being taken.

One Year Anniversary

  • Posted on March 23, 2015 at 3:56 am

You know, when a year goes by, and you realize that you’ve had something great going, you want to celebrate it, don’t you? There are only a few things I’ve ever actually managed to hold on to for a full year. I can only remember a few, anyway. A job. Once, a boyfriend. And now, this blog. This wonderful repository for everything I’ve worked so hard for.

To be honest, this blind sided me, so I didn’t have time to prepare something awesome for my one year. Instead, I’m going to plagarise a bit of what Chris Votey did for his, which is essentially the same as a christmas letter! I get one of those every year from a good friend of mine, and it’s always an interesting read.

First, some milestones. This past 365 days, I have received a total of 59 comments on this blog. Thank you all so much for keeping the conversation going. You’ve all been a huge inspiration to me, and I know I’ve learned a lot from the words we’ve shared. Thank you all for the 1448 views too! That breaks down to a little under four views per day! And even if at least one of those views per day was me, checking up on everything, that’ s still AMAZING.

To think, this all started with a post called “Hello World”, in which I introduce a little about myself. From there, I’ve grown to the point that I have a regular series of works called my “Weekly Writing Update”s In which I post my weekly writing goals, successes, failures, word counts, and reading goals.

I haven’t yet published any of the books I’ve spoken about, but I’ve been working on them for quite a while. Too long a while to quit now. This year will be much more favorable, and I’ll be able to actually get them published, I have NO doubt! <3

So thank you again, for your support, and for your continued watchful enjoyment, and I hope to see you again soon! <3

Weekly Writing Update – 02/27/15

  • Posted on February 27, 2015 at 12:53 pm

I’d like to have a moment of silence, in honor of a great man, who died today. Leonard Nimoy 1931-2015

 

Thank you. Mr. Nimoy was a wonderful man. He had a great sense of humor, his portrayal as Spock on Star Trek was insurmountable, and he was a writer like all of us. His memory will live on for a very  long time.

Word Counts: 

First Book of the Kurylian Saga: 1.5 sections rewritten (Current total: 18,077 words)

Kaimi Rowe Series: Seeker Born – Rough Draft – Restarted

Blue Roses – 9,971 words – Dystopian Love Story

Blog Posts

Ipsy January Unveiling

Books Read

None finished this week, sadly…

Goals 

Finish Lolita by Vladimir Nobakov

Keep Bullet Journaling

Two more blog posts for this blog this week!

Hit 20,000 for Kurylian Saga

Finish Summer at Tiffany’s by Marjorie Hart

 

Please, Leave your favorite Nimoy quote in the comments, or perhaps anything you have to say about the great actor/author/star. Anecdotes appreciated.

Surprise Midnight Dumpster Diving

  • Posted on January 22, 2015 at 3:04 am

I’m writing this as I sit in contented glow on my nice warm couch, gazing upon the red glint of my new vaccuum cleaner. It’s handle is snapped, wrapped in layers of duct tape and masking tape, as it to hold on by a single thread that last hope, and even that didn’t save it from the dumpster in which I found it. It sits next to my movies now, it’s permanent home, where it will clean my couches in peace.

This is but one of the joys I discovered tonight, during a round of Surprise Midnight Dumpster Diving. This is what I’ve come to name the odd event that happened to me. After bicycling home at 10:00pm, in 19 degrees farenheit, from my six hour shift (which I took in four inch heels, take that.), I had found myself in front of dumpster diving youtube videos. I honestly have no idea how I got there, maybe from a beauty tutorial, who knows. But the important thing is the next string of thought that entered my mind.

“I have friends who dumpster dive.” followed by “I know the Sally’s Beauty supply is closed right now.” quickly tucking into “I should text them and see if sometime this week we can go dumpster diving at Sally’s Beauty.”

Their reply was a little unexpected. “Do you want to go tonight?” Well, my next shift isn’t until 2pm tomorrow, so… WHY NOT.

So me and my friends, a married couple who have fallen on hard times recently, head out in the (rapidly falling) chill, to rifle through companies dumpsters in hopes of finding good things. I didn’t find that makeup I had hoped for, but I did find a nice milk crate, a few generous shoe boxes, of which my plants will be thankful for, they could use a boost towards the sun, and that lovely vaccuum.

Now all of this would be just another fun night on the town, had it not been for a conversation I found myself having. You see, recently, I’ve been suffering from a feeling of expiration. I’ve read somewhere that a woman is at her peak beauty at 25 years old. And after that, well? It all falls downhill. This has plagued me, tormented me, for quite a while. I don’t know why. I know I’m intelligent, and I know that I have so many more things to offer the world than my pretty face, but still! It really bugged me!

And while talking with my friends, they helped me realise this one, very, very important fact.

I am not milk, which sours on some predetermined date.

I am wine, which grows more rich and flavorful with every passing moment.

Electric Jellyfish – A Dream

  • Posted on January 5, 2015 at 11:51 am

The dream started as me in a new town. A mountain town, where everyone was rich-ish. I apparently was too, because I was hanging around this restaurant where honestly, they served really good food and wine and stuff. I ended up in conflict with the matron, however. I don’t remember what over, but she bullied me, and in return, I bullied her children. A little girl far too smart for her own good, a genius, really, and I treated her like dirt. She turned cynical very fast.

Something happened, and all the tourists disappeared. The mountain became a death trap. I don’t know how, but there were soldiers everywhere, and the girl’s mother was no where to be found. There were others with me, trying to figure out how to escape. Two sisters, a black man, a black woman, another black woman, and we were all trying to figure out how to escape.

Apparently, I had become immortal at some point, because they wanted to test whether I could survive. They told me, someone was going to take the test, and it was either going to be me first, or the little girl. I didn’t want to reveal myself, much less actually die, because I wasn’t completely sure of my immortality. But I didn’t want that little girl going through it either.

The test was made out of the reservoir. A giant pool of water, with a sharp, dangerous fan moving it through tunnels. In the pool, they’d put electric eel-like jellyfish, and my test was to swim around, gathering these things that looked like the floating seeds in Avatar, And if I gathered them all without dying, I didn’t have to go through the blades to the next area.

I didn’t make it. I woke up before I had to go through the blades, but I didn’t make it, and the little girl didn’t cry for me. I don’t blame her. It would have been nice, though.  I’m thinking of turning this into a short story, maybe. But then, I say that about all my dreams, don’t I?

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