Moving

Well, tonight is my last night in this condo. We signed the papers the morning and the moving truck is coming tomorrow. I feel, well, depressed honestly. I'm going to miss this place. A lot.

At any rate, I will be out of commission on the blog for a while. I'll get back when I can.

TTFN.

Caralina Guerrero

I haven't really searched for any of the characters in my book, but I kept seeing the Covergirl commercial with Ana de la Reguera and saying, "There's Caralina." So, I found a pic of her and thought I'd show you a fairly accurate depiction of Jane's rival. You can see now why she was worried.

Book Chat

Breaking Dawn. I've finished it, so let's discuss.

My initial assessment:
There were a few twists and turns that I didn't see coming, but overall I have to say that it wrapped up too nicely for my tastes. I wanted/expected someone to die or remain suffering in the end. Like Jacob. His whole imprinting on Nessie thing seemed oh so convenient.

But, the biggest "THAT'S convenient" of all went to Bella's power. I mean . . . come on. It felt like a cop out.

Fact of the matter is, at the point where Alice sees the Volturi coming and simultaneously Bella find out about her power, I knew exactly how it was going to end. And I was right.

It's too bad because I felt fairly engrossed by the first three books, but this one kind of felt like a chore. It certainly could have been written at least half the size. There were a few cool moments, no doubt, but overall I was usually frustrated with Breaking Dawn.

P.S. What's with the cover? I still don't get it.

ramblings

I feel all a flutter tonight, and I don't really know why. I'm tired, but I don't want to go to bed. I'm too jittery to read. I can't work on Midas (or I don't want to, not sure which.) I just need to blog.

It all started when Ben and I went to Barnes and Noble. I picked up an issue of Writer's Digest magazine. There was an article called "28 Agents who want to read your story," or something like that. Well . . . that got it all started.

I have spent the last several hours researching agents online, and now I'm all crazy inside.

A part of my is excited. I found several agents that are SO FANTASTIC! Wouldn't it be amazing to be their client? What if they like me? Is it possible? My heart starts racing, my stomach is filled with butterflies. The future seems to be stretching out before me like a glorious ocean sunrise.

Then, I feel suddenly overwhelmed with fear. I feel nervous that Midas isn't good enough, terrified to throw my darling into the scrutinizing den of agents, petrified at the thought that my maybe I'm just a lousy writer who will never succeed.

I don't know what to feel. I guess I should just chill out, seeing as how I haven't even started editing yet. Querying is still a ways off. *sigh* I have a way of getting all worked up over nothing. I guess I should try to sleep . . . if I can.

Maybe I will read Breaking Dawn in bed, that ought to do it. ;)

Boring Dawn

Heh, don't mean to be rude, but it's how I feel right now.

I am reading Breaking Dawn (I know, I know, that is soooo three weeks ago,) and I am slogging my way through Book 2, the one in Jacob's voice. zzzzzzzz I'm sorry to be harsh, but I am getting a little annoyed. NOTHING is happening. I am so ready to get out of Jacob's head. I know it is serving a purpose, and chapter after chapter of "I feel so sick" in Bella's voice would be no better, but still. I kinda feel like Meyer was having fun writing in Jacob's voice and got a little carried away. One or two chapters would have sufficed with the limited plot progression that has occurred.

I guess I need to push through, but honestly, at this point, I feel tempted to chuck it and just Wiki the rest. But . . . I won't. I do want to finish. I am intrigued enough with the story. I guess I just needed to vent.

Josh Groban - February Song

So, this song is one that I listened to a lot as I wrote Midas. I guess you could say it is a theme song. Some of the lines are spot on. Overall, though, it is a fantasic song. Love it.

And, okay, I also love Josh Groban. He is . . . oh mercy, mercy he is gorgeous.

Home again, home again

Yesterday was one of those days. *shudder* Traveling with kids. *double shudder* Alone. *triple shudder* You can read the details in the comment section on Kiersten's blog, but long story short, it was a nightmare of a long day.

Well, I am finally back. In my own home. In my good old basement. Heck, I'm even happy to see my big, fat desktop. :)

I am eager to get back to work. I didn't get a thing done at my parent's house. It took tremendous effort just to check the blogs. So, yeah, as much as I love them, it's fabulous to be back in my own little groove. I have been chomping at the bit to start revising Midas. I have some good ideas, and unlike Tristan, it shouldn't take forever and a day. Nope, I predict a solid three weeks of work ought to do it.

One minor problem, we have to be out of our house in one week. Yep. Not like I picked a bad time to go on vacation or anything. Oh well. *plants fists on waist* I laugh in the face of a challenge. I wrote a whole novel in the month I was trying to sell my house, didn't I?

To Kiersten and Natalie

You guys were so fast, and so insightful, that I felt like I had to give you gifts. So here they are:

Done, baby

Well, ladies and gents, tonight I finished Newy, or as I really call it: Miss Midas.

I feel very excited, very nervous to have people read it, and very very very loopy. I need sleep. It is late here. Too late. (hey! now that I am done I can sleep again. sleeeeeeeep . . . sleeeeeep)

Here are the final stats:

Words: 63,627

Chapters: 29

Amazingness: Off the charts, baby. Off the charts.

Told you I was in a loopy mood. A blog is a dangerous thing in the hands of someone who is seriously sleep deprived. I'm off to bed.

I love Brandon

You must forgive me yet another gush post. Right now, seeing as how it's 1:30 in the morning, I feel a lack of impulse control. :)

I just finished a scene with Jane and Brandon, and right now I want to cry. I love Brandon so much! He is just so wonderful! *sniff, sniff*

Also, I wanted to say that there is no doubt I will finish on time. I have three scenes left. Two minor ones. One big one, which is the last scene. *sniffles* It's going to be so beautiful.

Okay . . . I am going to bed now before I reveal what a sentimental schmuck I really am. (Or have I already done that?)

Broken Promises

A dramatic title, I know. Sometimes I struggle. That's my weakness: a tendency to be melodramatic. In life and in my writing.

Anyway, this is a post to say that I will likely not meet my goal of August 5th. :(

However, I am so close. In fact, my new projection is August 7th. That should be about right. I think.

I have written the climax and MAN, it's . . . well, I am not really sure how to describe it. At any rate, I have roughly seven or eight scenes left to write, and some of those are mini scenes. I average two scenes a day, so this is quite possible if I focus and push myself.