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Write-a-thon: Day 14

Internal dialog on a Saturday morning Hey, it’s Saturday of Clarion West Week 2 and you know what that means! Fourth of July weekend? No, you have to submit that story you wrote. Oh. Right. I… I promised to do that, didn’t I? Yes, and you have to. But — But what? Nothing. Of course I’m going to do that. But first I — First nothing! Just submit it. First I have to make and drink coffee. Otherwise I’m likely to misspell my own name. …all right. Coffee can always come first. And wait for my vision to clear, I’m…

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Write-a-thon: Day 9

I have successfully written a brand new short story that I don’t (yet) think is entirely horrible. It’s science fiction but it could be fantasy. Victory 1! But I have not yet overcome submitaphobia. That’s okay. My goal is to, over six weeks, write and submit three stories. I haven’t failed yet. Right now, I think I am entering the cycle of wallowing in the abyss of my own suckitude. Not as a writer, no. As a functioning adult-type human being. I mean, honestly. There are people out there with real problems they are dealing with, and what is my…

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Write-a-thon Days 1-3

First failing: writing a post every day of the write-a-thon. I was totally going to do that. Then I didn’t. Second failing: getting much writing done. Actually that might not be a failing. I have been in novel-writing mode for a couple of years and am trying to switch gears to short story mode for a while. Someday I might be able to keep both modes going at once, but maybe not, I don’t know. I think that I need to get kind of obsessive-compulsive about writing in order to do it and being OC about a particular novel feels…

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The windup, then the pitch

Hey, everybody! This is, I think, the more or less final pitch for the werewolf novel. And it will go to agents. Honest. Really, I promise. (Heart thuds. Deep breath. Submitaphobia rears its ugly head.) I just wanted to pass it by y’all and see if there are any really glaring errors or omissions or points of confusion. And thank you so much to the people who contributed — I know some of you will recognize your wording here and there. ———————————————- After the death of her husband, Kaari Goldstein thinks coming to Seattle to help her alcoholic friend Alice…

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Novel stuff and Scrivener

Happy new year! I have not been posting a lot, for a Really Good Reason: finishing work on the werewolf novel. The current title is Waking up Naked in Strange Places, and I can’t decide if it’s different and groovy and catchy or just too weird and long, so I guess I’ll keep it for now. I finished a draft right at the end of Orycon, a few people read it and told me helpful things, then I started looking into how to sell it to someone. Query! Synopsis! Blah! This is not my favorite part. I have found a…

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Julie’s Novel Mad Libs Part III: The Solution

Thanks to   and   we have a winner: ——–Finding out you’re a werewolf would be a pain in the ass for anyone trying to live a normal life in a modern American city – especially if you’re a struggling vet whose patients now smell like dinner. For a grieving young widow who can barely face her normal life’s problems, transforming into a werewolf just makes things go from bad to worse.——— We have at least one vote for working "nearly eats a kitten" in there somehow. Whether important to the pitch or not, I have also settled (for now)…

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Julie’s Novel Mad Libs Part II: Revenge of the Logline

Dear Internet, thank you for playing Julie’s Novel Mad Libs. Since I am now determined — determined, I say! — to come up with a one-sentence (or logline, as I now know to call them) that seems exciting to  , we are going at this again, after much noodling on the other post. Thanks to  I got this far: —A young widow’s suicide attempt awakens her werewolf heritage.— Which works pretty well I think. But it could have more zazz.

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Julie’s novel Mad Libs

So, I have this novel-type thing that I’ve been working on and it occurred to me over the weekend that I need to come up with the catchy pitch for it. I kicked around The Player-style pitches (Hamlet meets Fight Club! Sex and the City meets The Wolfman!) but none of those seemed terribly promising. So I tried this: A neurotic young widow struggles to master her newly discovered werewolf heritage. And that sounded really boring to me, and I thought, “Ah-hah! If I discover the elevator pitch, I will have discovered how to fix those elements of the plot…

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My life in a long ramble

(Started at 5:30 this morning.) Why am I up? I could be hungry. If I go to bed hungry I can’t sleep through the night. But I don’t always realize at first that I am hungry, it takes a while for me to be awake enough to recognize that feeling. It could be anxiety/excitement (which often feel remarkably similar). Today at 7:40 pm I get on a train going south to Seattle. Then tomorrow I go and make sure that I’m not dying of plague, so that I can start my new job as a web developer for Seattle Children’s…

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Victory is mine

I didn’t intend to do NaNoWriMo this year until about October 28, when an idea suddenly popped into my head. This idea was an actual plot sketch for an idea that I’ve been kicking around for a couple of years, which never got much beyond the premise: “Beach Reading,” an absolutely insane hash of random bestseller trends with enough humor that you might be tempted to think it was a parody, except that it really isn’t. So I thought that this book needed to be short and written quickly without a lot of backward glances and worrying about whether things…

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