Those pesky little details

Okay, this is so dumb.... I'm on a roll with writing, which is a really good thing, it doesn't happen that often...... and I come to a roadblock.

Trying to figure out what music my heroine is listening to SHOULDN'T be that important. Especially when she's about to hit a moose. I mean will she really care if she's listening to Sheryl Crowe or the Beach Boys?

I'm sure the moose won't care.

Little details constantly get me stuck.

OH WOE IS ME

I'm such a putz.... never plan ahead.... grrr...

I have my contest entry all ready to go, but not enough $$ for the entry fee cuz a check I was expecting yesterday didn't come in. I'm stuck at work, so even if it does come today I can't cash it. Of course its rent week, so money is mega tight (figures, lobster is on sale and I probably won't have money for it!!).

I need to make more money.

I need to sell a manuscript.

I guess there are other contests I can enter. At least its all ready to go. I'm afraid of becoming a contest..... er.... whore. Okay, contest junkie is a better term. Needing my fix. But its pretty cool to get the comments back.

So, I guess I'm off to look for another contest to enter.

Maybe I'll send out a story to Woman's World instead today. Who knows, maybe I'll get lucky with them. If nothing else I'll get another rejection to add to my collection and maybe win a super prize!

FOREVER THE PROCRASTINATOR

And I'll never learn!
 
I've been working on a story and want to enter chapter one in a contest.  The deadline to have it mailed out is tomorrow.  And now I have questions.  God knows if I'm going to get answers on time. 
 
Why oh why do I always wait til the last minute??? I get myself into more trouble that way!  I wonder if Procrastination is my life theme?  If it is I've got it down pat.
 
But now its time to get ready for work.  Oh joy!  At least its been quiet enough that I can get some writing done if need be.  Need to work on my horrid synopsis for this contest.   God save me from synopsises. 

Peace and Quiet

I really wish that I had a nice deck off the house so I could sit outside and enjoy the morning air with my coffee, listen to the birds singing and watch the river float by.  Well, I have a fire escape (that my landlord hasn't finished yet, after nearly 2 years!), but I'd have to crawl through my bathroom window to get to it.   So, I'll have to drink my coffee here and just think of the cool morning air.
 
I was going to say that at least its quiet, but my oldest is on her way downstairs.  My middle kiddo is already up watching Full House.   The two men of the house are still sound asleep.
 
S0 hi ho hi ho its off for more coffee I go.   Life is good.

HUMP DAY

Well, sort of.  I work Saturday, so its not really middle of the week for me.  The price I pay for getting out every afternoon at 2:30, which is a beautiful thing.  The only problem is that when I get home I just want to write.  Need to clean the house a bit, but I just want to work on my current wip so I can get it done, edited and on its merry little way!  I have to polish a 1 page synopsis and my chapter one will be contest bound at the end of the week.  I really like this story I'm writing, but I'm itching to start a new one.
 
I'm so fickle when it comes to writing.  Maybe thats why it took me 20+ years to finish my first real manuscript.  DOOOOOHHH!!!!  But at least my first born went out into the world and visited a real editor.... was a contender.... but was sent back.  With a personalized Rejection Letter.  So there's still hope for it.
 
Well, my psycho neighbor actually parked correctly last night.  She could open all her doors, the other neighbor could get into her spot, and we didn't have to alter our parking at all!!  But I sure did miss my early morning serenade of honking horns and cursing!  Gee, now if she just remembers to keep parking like that we'll all be happy.
 
Well, breakfast calls.  Maybe today I'll learn how to post pictures to my blog. Yah, riiiight.

I hate some neighbors

We have a complete b***h living out back.  She's constantly pissed off at the world and she doesn't know how to park her car in the same spot twice.   And do you think that she can discuss and work it out like a normal adult?  Nope, she swears at everyone, calls the landlord and complains to him, and honks her horn at 5:20 in the morning.  So, I'm expecting to have the landlord get in touch with us yet again when it isn't even our problem.  Its hers.  I want my own house sooooooooooooooooo much!!  So I don't have to deal with snots like her or her husband who is a little punk.  I seriously expect one of my cars to be keyed or hit in some way or another.

At least I can walk to work so I don't even have to touch either car.

I'm so bent out of shape that I don't even want to write.  :(

What??? Monday Again!!

What a lovely weekend.   As soon as I got out of work on Friday I was swept off for a fun-filled week of camping.  Ahh...mosquitos and the smell of wood smoke.  Nah, had a good time actually.  Despite the fact I had to share a bed with my 4-year old, but thats okay too.   I was very happy to get home yesterday, though, and take a nice hot shower.  Now its back to the grindstone.

And maybe I'll get some writing done! 

And So It Begins

Well, never had a blog before.  How absolutely thrilling. 

Its 5:30am and I just had my first sip of coffee.  I should really be tackling chapter 10.  Only 2 more to go.  I think.  Maybe.  Of course this story is a heck of a lot longer than I intended, and if I want to do anything with it then I'm going to have to make it even longer.

So, who the heck am I?  I'm Cerian and I'm a writer-wannabee.  I've been a writer-wannabee since I was about 12.  I'm 38 now, but hope springs eternal.  One of these days I'll do it!  I write those happily ever after romances that you find on the shelves at Walmart.  Not the kind that have half naked men ripping the bodice of some top heavy nimph.   The Harlequin type.

I've actually finished one full length that made it as far as an editors desk, but it was rejected last month with a very nice letter stating that while the plot flowed very nicely, there was not enough chemistry between the hero and heroine.  *Gulp* Yah, an important element.  So that manuscript is sitting in the bottom of my file cabinet drawer.  Maybe someday I'll pull it out and look at it again. 

I've also written a few stories that have also been rejected by a magazine.  My writing buddies and I have a competition for most rejections.  I'm in second place.    I really need to get more stuff sent out.  I really want the gift basket prize!

I do have a life outside writing.  I'm a customer service rep for a magazine publisher.  A sucky job, especially when I don't particularly like talking to people.  I'm also a mom of 3 (13, 8 & 4).  They keep me busy.

Okay, back to writing.  Maybe someday, by the grace of God or Goddess I'll get it published.

ttfn.