IWSG – Book 2 Already?

August was interesting.

A lot of parts were sad and some were scary. But I got to watch my grandpuppy for the month and that made things a little better. (Except her gas. That made things terrible again). It was great having River over the house because she distracted Appa every time I sat down to write. And I did. A lot. Like, I started writing the second book in my series which I KNOW is a HUGE NO-NO because not a single person has read the first. A lot could change in the first…which would affect the second. I know.


It’s all just coming to me. Like, chapter after chapter after chapter. It’s like being in Panster Paradise over here. Again, everything I’m writing could change… or I could be learning stuff about my first book by writing what comes after. I don’t know. But I’m not going to stop just because it’s not what I ‘should be doing next.’ It feels right. I trust my instincts and I trust my gut and I trust myself. I’m going to keep writing until the story stops flowing, at which point I might cry. And pray to the Heaven’s to open back up the flood gate of vision. In the meantime, I’ll be asking for beta readers on Better Than This in another week or two. I’m super paranoid with this stuff so I have to spot-read it again, (hence the two weeks).

So, with all that juicy gossip spilled: onto the optional question!

Have you ever surprised yourself with your writing? For example, by trying a new genre you didn’t think you’d be comfortable in?


I’ve been surprised by what I’ve written. There were some things I never thought I’d write. Like, ever. Things like sex or nightmares or death. These were things I didn’t think I wanted to write about, or could write well. But I did. I wrote each scene because I had to, because it was necessary to the story and when that’s the case, you realize you are capable of writing anything your characters demand. It’s a strange awakening.

Insecure Writer’s Support Group (IWSG) is a monthly blog hop for writers at all levels to share their fears and insecurities in a safe and encouraging place. Please drop by and say hi to Alex Cavanaugh who started this nifty concept in bringing us all together.

IWSG – Still Chugging Along

I’m a flake. Total flake. I missed the last IWSG AGAIN and I don’t even remember July getting here. And now it’s August. And I need to start saving for Christmas because it’s going to be next year soon and then I’ll be forty and then seventy and then I’ll die. That’s how fast life goes. You’re 31 and then you die.


I’ve been okay recently. Actually, better than okay. I’ve been—is hopeful the right word? Excited about the future? All good vibes towards later, possible events? Whatever the right way is to convey it: I’m starting to understand—and I’m not being corny here—my life’s purpose. It’s something I struggle with since I’m constantly angry and disappointed in myself for being where I am at this stage in my life. It’s been bothering me for a while (like, years) and I just don’t know how to change it. So, I write. I write the fiction I’ve always wanted to write (sitting on a bestsellers shelf in B&N, right?) and I write to understand why I write, the struggles that come with it, both in the creative realm and outside it. That’s probably why I enjoy this group so much and why I SHANT BE KICKED OUT TODAY.

So, remember in June when I said I was changing the ending to my WIP and that it’s okay to be a panster even when (and especially) something like that happens (you probably don’t since nobody really reads this)? Well I’m happy to say I rewrote the entire ‘third act’ and after weaving in some new details and events, I’m LOVING MY NEW ENDING. So much better. Like, leaps and bounds. Like, it was cute the first time around but now it’s a DAMN GIRL. Yeah. I’m happy with it. 😊

I hope to be asking for BETAs sometime in the near future because I think it’s nearing completion. Maybe? Hopefully? I think I have another two read-throughs (which should take me a month total) so after that… yeah…other people’s reading it. The really scary, sucky part of this whole thing. Can’t wait.

I was going to answer this month’s question, but I don’t really have any pet peeves, at least, none worth mentioning. So there. I guess I did answer the question. Thrilling, I know.

Insecure Writer’s Support Group (IWSG) is a monthly blog hop for writers at all levels to share their fears and insecurities in a safe and encouraging place. Please drop by and say hi to Alex Cavanaugh who started this nifty concept in bringing us all together.

Panster and Proud

I’ve been an advocate of pantsing (writing without an outline) for a while, but I’ve hit a roadblock—probably THE roadblock—for this method of writing: I don’t have an ending. Or, I did (and liked it!) but when I read through it on my fourth (fifth?) editing round, I discovered how TRULY anti-climatic it was and how everything settled nicely into place. Too nicely. Almost Stephanie Meyer’s Breaking Dawn easy. No big fight. No nibbling on nails to know how it’s going to end. Everything just kind of… worked out.

Who wants to read that?


Now I’m faced with the sucky part of the pantsing lifestyle: finding the missing obstacle. The story itself hasn’t changed; the ending is still the ending. But I need to make it harder to get to which means interweaving a new obstacle or broadening the current one (I tried that, but my characters didn’t seem to go for it). So, new obstacle it is.

I went back and forth on whether I should leave the (okayish) ending or chance a rewrite and rework a good portion of the story I’ve been writing since the beginning of last year. Not a long time in the scheme of things, but it usually takes me about a year to produce a decent project and I’m already past my own deadline, so to rework stuff would push it out even farther out. Then I thought—psshh, who cares? I’m not letting anyone read it. (This is the same lie I tell myself with every book. Helps diminish anxiety so I can write for myself and not the audience.) I was okay with no one reading it until I realized I’d be letting the characters down. They depend on me to tell their story, after all. What kind of author would I be if I didn’t tell it right?

So, I’m reworking BTT.

But it’s going to be BETTER.


Pansters, I wanted to share this with you so if you ever reach a point where you have to double back and maybe cut out a lot of awesome stuff for even MORE AWESOME STUFF, don’t let it get you down. It happens. And don’t let a plotter swoop in and convince you that this is why you need to outline. You don’t. You just have to believe in your choices and trust yourself. Trust your characters and trust the process.

If you do that, you’re golden. 😉

IWSG – Who’s a quitter?

I missed last month which makes me lame.

I know.

I almost missed this month if not for the fear of being kicked out of the group, which I super rarely participate in, but still like being a part of. I never join things. Never liked it. I’m more of a social loner who prefers to be by myself, except when I don’t. Like when the trials of being a writer (or any artist) gets too much, it’s good to have a group of people who get it. People who know what you mean because it’s their struggle too.

With all that said—HA! Can’t kick me out now 😉 I’m here. I have my “Hello my name is” sticker and I’m ready to go. Point me toward the refreshment table and let’s do this.

 Did you ever say “I quit?” If so, what happened to make you come back to writing?

No. I’ve never decided to quit.

I’ve teased myself with the idea before, but never fully committed. I don’t think I can. Without sounding too cheese or corny—and maybe some of you can relate—if I go too long without writing, I lose something. Some part of myself that makes me feel like me, a part that makes everything… okayish. I think if I did quit writing, I’d be this totally other person, someone I wouldn’t like, someone who, besides being incredibly attractive, wouldn’t have that spark. That excitement. The thing that makes peoples’ eyes light up.

I’m sure I’ll teeter on the idea of quitting again, at some point when something’s not going the way I planned. I may even decide to take a week off. But then the need to scratch the never-ending itch returns and the sun comes back out again.

Insecure Writer’s Support Group (IWSG) is a monthly blog hop for writers at all levels to share their fears and insecurities in a safe and encouraging place. Please drop by and say hi to Alex Cavanaugh who started this nifty concept in bringing us all together.

P.S. I’m watching 13 Reasons Why. Anyone else? Thoughts?

IWSG – Hanging in there

I’ve not been great lately.

Which is the reason for my blog-absence and maybe why I haven’t written you back or commented on your post or reached out and sent a text (not that I do very often, but usually I don’t like gaps going this long between us. Sorry, guys). There’s just been stuff in my head. And stuff outside my head, like screaming and a lot of crying and a phone being destroyed. Oh, and someone stole $300 dollars from me. Electronically, so the bank has refunded me… pending further investigation upon my whereabouts the other week. There’s also been thoughts. Sad scary thoughts that make me even sadder (and sometimes more afraid) but I’ve been pushing through them with Batman’s help and the Universe/God sending me clues that it’s going to be okay. And it will be. But sometimes it feels like it won’t be and my shoulders get really tight and I feel like they’re going to break even when I tell myself they’re shatter-proof.

But I’ve been writing every day and working on Morty & Co.—a pictorial culmination of what almost a decade in an office can (and has) done to a person. Some days I look at it and think it’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever created and others I’m working on it for hours. Artist mentality at its finest.

I’m going to be bold and opt not to answer the monthly question. It’s a good one, but I feel like I’d be battering myself because I don’t take advantage of the free help and writing about that could spin me into a downward spiral of reasons why I’m going to fail and I’ve just now peeked over the pit I’ve fallen into. So, I’m going to look up—or straight ahead—instead of down and take a pass on this one.

Insecure Writer’s Support Group (IWSG) is a monthly blog hop for writers at all levels to share their fears and insecurities in a safe and encouraging place. Please drop by and say hi to Alex Cavanaugh who started this nifty concept in bringing us all together.

New Things are Awesome Things, IWSG

Oh yeah.

Guess who figured out how to use the camera on this here computer. Wait for it.

So that’s me. Very strange. Obviously enchanting.


I’m dipping my toe into the video aspect of the internet. Not sure I’m going full vlog, but I plan on dying someday so I figure there’s no time like the lively present to do something I’ve been vaguely curious about. I’ll be dipping an even bigger toe in next Friday at 8 (like, next Friday – 3/10) when I will live stream on Christie’s Coffee Corner, a weekly interview session with authors.

Oh yeah. This is happening. It’s us hanging out while you ask me questions and I answer them or you don’t ask me anything and I end up staring awkwardly at you. Either way. This shit is going down. Stalkers are welcome, but please limit your questions to the appropriate ones. Oh, and um, no math queries. Let’s keep it reasonable here, people.

Other than Christie’s Coffee Corner, I’m still working on BTT, and can’t wait to get some Betas on board. It needs at least one more round of edits before it’s presentable, but every day I feel a little bit closer to that finish line. I’m also working on this super awesome secret project that I cannot WAIT to reveal and when it gets closer to nearing completion—which it isn’t—I will. So, for now, let me dazzle you with how excited I am for Better Than This, my soon to be first YA Contemporary Romance. AND it features musicians. Come on, guys. MUSICIANS.

Now, onto the optional question for IWSG!

Have you ever pulled out a really old story and reworked it? Did it work out?

I guess short answer… no?

I’ve definitely opened old documents and chuckled to myself, mostly at the poor writing. But I never dive into them. At least I haven’t, yet. I think I’m the kind of writer that needs to write in the moment because if I’m excited by something, that’s the time to write it. Of course, if I came across a project I’d forgotten I’d written, something that intrigued me… then sure, why not? Anything’s possible. 😉

Insecure Writer’s Support Group (IWSG) is a monthly blog hop for writers at all levels to share their fears and insecurities in a safe and encouraging place. Please drop by and say hi to Alex Cavanaugh who started this nifty concept in bringing us all together.


Love is a Giant Eyeball

Yesterday Batman and I went to the MOSH (Museum of Science & History) which is very similar to MOSI (Museum of Science & Industry) except that MOSH is better because it’s in the city where Batman grew up (the city I now live) and therefore—logic. You’re right, there’s no logic there, but sometimes we have to let Batman win. Just like the Wookie.


Anyway, it was a lot of fun and I found this really cute plush eyeball in the gift shop while we were waiting around to see the $5 laser show we sprung for. We went for the traveling Anne Frank exhibit which was okay but small and according to the Caped Crusader, “filled with pictures we’ve already seen in person.” (Batman and I traveled to Amsterdam and saw the Anne Frank house in 2010. You should go. Amazing in person.) But while we were waiting for the show, I spot this plush eyeball and he offers to buy it for me. I never know if he’s being serious because Batman offers to buy everything that makes me laugh. But I think—how cool would it be to have a giant eyeball, right?



Turns out, the laser show was twenty minutes of pop songs with weird light projections and at one point, a flying green fetus. Strange. And with the Anne Frank exhibit being a bit of a dud, I can honestly say that getting Seymour was my favorite part of my MOSH experience, so much in fact, that he holds a place of honor in the office.



How was your Saturday? Ever buy random plush body parts? What’s something you and yours enjoy doing together?