Another one bites the dust

As of five minutes ago, I finished the umpteenth draft of the novel-from-hell. The end is largely the same as the last draft, but that's okay, because I liked the ending from the last one. It was the middle that was screwy.

Anyway, that means I get peace from it for a full month while I try to forget it ever existed. I will put my energy into
a) finding an apartment
b) finding a job
c) writing a paper
d) starting on the other two projects I've got lined up.

The other two projects that I have are of a much more comedic nature than the one I just finished. I don't know if I'm much good at comedy, but it'll be something different. The goal is to at least start writing one of them over the next month, though if I do script frenzy, perhaps that will be my June project.

In any case, at the beginning of July, I'll start editing the novel-from-hell. Goal is to have it edited by the end of the summer, or by September at the latest. (Going to depend on my work schedule, when I get a job). That means by the fall, I should be ready to submit it to agents. *gulp*

End of an Era

After two years, Miss Snark is hanging up her blog and drifting away into retirement. She will be missed. I know that I learned so much from her, and wouldn't be where I am today without her. I'm not published, but I'm not quite as clueless as I once was.

The bad news is that she's going.

The good news is that the blog's staying up, so generations hence can learn from her snarky wisdom.

Miss Snark

You will be missed.
Thank you for everything.

Slow Progress

Seems like a long time since I've been around here. Finishing school, moving home, pretending to find a job, and all the rest.

But I have been doing some writing, and the novel-from-hell is all the way up to 60k words. (The fact that my schedule says I should hit 80k today is another matter entirely). For this whole week, I've really been in a writing mood, and have been consistently putting out at least 5k a day, which is good output for me. Yesterday, we were futzing around with trying to get wireless on my laptop (a success, I might add), and by the time that got sorted out, I was too emotionally exhausted to do any writing. Any new task tends, in my family, to be rather emotionally involved, even something as fairly straightforward as connecting a laptop to a wireless network. Today, I was wondering about whether I was going to get my phone interview for a job I really want, and that made me too tense to be able to write. As I now know the interview will be tomorrow, that means I'll be tense for most of tomorrow, thus giving me the excuse to not write tomorrow. I need to find somewhere to live in the city if I'm going to work there (the 1.5 hour commute really gets to me), I need to actually GET a job, and there's the fiddly matter of having to entirely re-write a paper for one of my classes because my professor rejected it as "not relevant". Boo sucks to him.

This gets to the point that I'm trying to make. I'm so good at coming up with reasons not to write when I'm not in a kickass-writing mood, which is most of the time. It's a bad habit of mine, and one that I really need to overcome. After I write this blog post, the goal is to sit down and punch out at least another 5k. I think I can more or less scrap the idea of finishing the damn thing this weekend, but we'll see where I'm at on Sunday before we make any decision on that.

Also, I'm thinking about doing scriptfrenzy. It's not anything like I've ever done before, but I think it might be fun. Still not decided on that, though, or whether I'm going to shoot off to one of the other two projects that are sitting on my laptop, waiting for my attention. But number one priority is finishing the novel-from-hell, and then writing the paper. (The worst thing about the paper is that it has no set due date, in my prof's words, "Just sometime before you graduate"). But I do need to write it, because that Incomplete on my transcript sucks.

But, off to write. Damn.