Wow! Here it is, May already! The last edit on Totally Buzzed is complete and the finished novel is in. Now we wait to see what is next. It seems like a long time, but thanks for all you who have stuck with me during the wait-I think we are about to be rewarded for our diligence. "Buzzed" needs to have the final stamp of approval then be given a date.
Great news though-Kat, Senior Editor at Echelon Press, asked if I would submit the next book in the Miller Sisters Mysteries, Totally Fishy. Those of you who know me well all know how hard she had to twist my arm--wait, I think the story goes that I twisted my ankle getting to the mailbox-no, now that I think about it some more, I think I busted, strained, sprained my uh, well, you know-to polish the manuscript and get it off to Echelon, so hopefully, we will see "Fishy" in print next year!
YAH-HOO!
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Do I Smell Spring?
Southeastern Wisconsin is a wonderful place to live. We have some of the best schools in the country, low crime rates, we are smack dab between Chicago and Milwaukee, so a trip to the big city is a short commute, and the weather! Oh the weather!
Today was in the upper 40s and half the teenage population was in shorts and on skateboards, dodging old snow piles and skidding across wet parking lots. Windows were open and Cheeseheads everywhere shed their winter jackets and had their noses in the air, sniffing Spring.
Yes, gentle reader I said sniffing Spring-or rather "False Spring" I heard it called once in a John Wayne movie. When the first semi-unfrozen days occur in the early months, we all pretend that Spring is actually on the way and we haul out the bermuda shorts and we all head to Home Depot or our favorite garden center.
Not many of us are dumb enough to actually buy plants this early (as we have all shoveled snow in April-I personally had plants freeze on June 6th!), but we can dream, can't we? We stay long enough to get into Spring-mode, we plan, we earmark, we make lists, and last, but not least, we take a final whiff of damp earth, growing seedlings, fertilizer and herbs (yumm!) before heading back home.
So here I am, armed with starter mix and a bag full of seeds-ready to get a jump on the warm weather to come. Bob built me shelves with plant lights in the basement, so before I lose motivation, I'd better get sowing!
Today was in the upper 40s and half the teenage population was in shorts and on skateboards, dodging old snow piles and skidding across wet parking lots. Windows were open and Cheeseheads everywhere shed their winter jackets and had their noses in the air, sniffing Spring.
Yes, gentle reader I said sniffing Spring-or rather "False Spring" I heard it called once in a John Wayne movie. When the first semi-unfrozen days occur in the early months, we all pretend that Spring is actually on the way and we haul out the bermuda shorts and we all head to Home Depot or our favorite garden center.
Not many of us are dumb enough to actually buy plants this early (as we have all shoveled snow in April-I personally had plants freeze on June 6th!), but we can dream, can't we? We stay long enough to get into Spring-mode, we plan, we earmark, we make lists, and last, but not least, we take a final whiff of damp earth, growing seedlings, fertilizer and herbs (yumm!) before heading back home.
So here I am, armed with starter mix and a bag full of seeds-ready to get a jump on the warm weather to come. Bob built me shelves with plant lights in the basement, so before I lose motivation, I'd better get sowing!
Friday, February 5, 2010
A Whole New Outlook on Writing
Back from my earlier hiatus, I can say that the change of environment did wonderful things for the creative juices. My cup over runneth with viable copy! It's quite amazing that without the normal distractions I was quite productive in a short period of time. I did a couple thousand words and scratched out some ideas for other things I'm working on.
I would recommend this small change in your regular writing routine to get your head on straight and get some solid copy down in a short period of time. Heck, if it doesn't work, at least you had a good excuse to sit around the coffee shop for a few hours and absorb the ambience!
Give it a try sometime-I'm sure going to! But right now, I hear my cows calling to me....*sigh*
I would recommend this small change in your regular writing routine to get your head on straight and get some solid copy down in a short period of time. Heck, if it doesn't work, at least you had a good excuse to sit around the coffee shop for a few hours and absorb the ambience!
Give it a try sometime-I'm sure going to! But right now, I hear my cows calling to me....*sigh*
The Most, Wonderful Time...of the Year!
February in Wisconsin.
Is definitely the most wonderful time of the entire year-to write, that is. The holidays are over, the child returns to college, it's so cold, only work, dire emergencies and being faced with starvation can lure me out of the house, and my trusty little lap top is sitting on the table staring blankly at me and begging for me to fill her screen with murder and witty repartee...*sigh*
So why the heck am I sitting here on my day off sucking coffee down, playing Farmville, with a Die Hard DVD playing in the background?
Get off the pot and write, Borger!
But I have cows to milk, and sunflowers to plant and neighbors to fertilize! Bruce Willis is about to jump off a building with nothing but a fire hose around his middle and my coffee cup is almost empty-and cold...oops! now the dog wants out and the cat litter I forgot to empty is singing my nose hairs! Bob is losing Kuhlii Loaches by the bucketful, and his website needs updating.
Distractions, my girl, distractions. Get up off your butt, drive over to Lake Geneva, grab a cup of something with caffeine, and set up shop at Caribou Coffee. Write! Write! Write!
Hmmm, you may be correct.
Gentle readers, I shall return to our regularly scheduled blog after I return from a change of venue.....
Is definitely the most wonderful time of the entire year-to write, that is. The holidays are over, the child returns to college, it's so cold, only work, dire emergencies and being faced with starvation can lure me out of the house, and my trusty little lap top is sitting on the table staring blankly at me and begging for me to fill her screen with murder and witty repartee...*sigh*
So why the heck am I sitting here on my day off sucking coffee down, playing Farmville, with a Die Hard DVD playing in the background?
Get off the pot and write, Borger!
But I have cows to milk, and sunflowers to plant and neighbors to fertilize! Bruce Willis is about to jump off a building with nothing but a fire hose around his middle and my coffee cup is almost empty-and cold...oops! now the dog wants out and the cat litter I forgot to empty is singing my nose hairs! Bob is losing Kuhlii Loaches by the bucketful, and his website needs updating.
Distractions, my girl, distractions. Get up off your butt, drive over to Lake Geneva, grab a cup of something with caffeine, and set up shop at Caribou Coffee. Write! Write! Write!
Hmmm, you may be correct.
Gentle readers, I shall return to our regularly scheduled blog after I return from a change of venue.....
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