Fiction, writing

A post with a title so eye-catching, so mind-blowing, so revolutionary that … um, thingy

Today is day fifteen of my self-imposed daily challenges, which means I’m halfway there. Yay! That’s exciting for absolutely no reason.

Let me tell you about last night (and by last night I mean about 4:00 A.M. this morning). So, last night, I sat down to work on my Lesbians Club YA novel (temporary title until I come up with a real one) and a magical thing happened: I wrote the first chapter. I’ve not read over it today, but I believe it’s only semi-awful instead of awful-awful, which means that I may be able to move on to chapter two.

I’m excited about this novel and I’m also nervous about this novel. I suppose that’s how I feel about everything I write, so nothing new there. I’m so unoriginal.

I’ve got no videos to share today (sorry), so you’ll have to settle for a little slice of this novel I’m working on. It’s not anything from the actual novel. Instead, it’s something I scribbled on a notebook in an effort to get into my characters’ heads a little better. Someone told me they couldn’t wait to read this story, so I hope this helps with the impatience. Or not?

The point is I’m a giver.

This is very raw/first draft/entirely for me (usually) type of material. But anyway.

Meet the characters of my untitled YA novel (on the subject of crushes)…

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Of Life & Randomness

“But these stories don’t mean anything…”

“The Story” is such a lovely song. I can’t stop listening to it.

I was in a terrible mood yesterday. I’m sure no one noticed, but I was. I was in a terrible mood because I was stuck. I started the YA novel, typed some things into Word, sat back, and shook my head. It was terrible.

Sometime around 6:00 a.m. (have I mentioned I’m something of an insomniac/vampire?) I had a bit of a breakthrough and wrote about 1,000 words, some of which will have to be deleted. Progress, though. Progress.

Earlier I made K listen to me ramble on about Rayne for about an hour and how basically it makes me want to sit in a corner and cry. She was like, “Don’t complicate it too much,” which is excellent advice. I’m going to do exactly that once I figure out how.

Today I’m in a good mood, but I’m also rather frustrated because I can’t get Thurderbird or Outlook to load any of my mail. Neither seems capable of establishing a connection with gmail and my day has been filled with rejection. “NO, Ingrid, I will NOT load your mail. I will NOT establish a connection. Is that even your real username and password? I don’t think so. Check it again. And again. HA HA HA HA HA!”

The iPad, on the other hand, loads all my mail perfectly. So I don’t know.

I’m sleepy.

Clearly, I have very little to say today, but I do have a video to share. I ran across this Brittana fanvid earlier while doing mature/productive things like searching the web for Brittana fanvids.

Your heart has spoken…

 

On to other things of equal or lesser importance…

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