AMi’s mad at ESW

This entry is part 1 of 1 in the series Character Updates

FROM AMi:

Okay. Fine. I get it. ESW isn’t getting what he wants to done on my book, so he’s going to take care of a lot more “pressing” things before coming back to finish the draft of GaiM. #lame

ESW told me this morning that, because he needs to get queries and crap out to the agents and editors who requested his #pitmad junk about DeadBoy and Kitzi and Caleb, he’s going to have to set my story aside for a week or so. It sucks. I want my story to be finished.

Yeah, fine, DeadBoy and Caleb/Kitzi had a really rough time there for a while. So DeadBoy died a couple times. It’s not like he stayed dead. And Caleb, and Kitzi … well, fine, so they all have been through hell. Rather than the Sloth Corpse we should just be a bunch of Walking Corpses.

What about me, though? I’m not even technically alive. Sure, they’ve been through a lot, but I just found out that I’m a freaking AI. They can whine all they want about Deeds or the Master or whatever else, but I’m made of numbers. Seriously … who wins here?

Anyway, ESW says he’s not going to be shelving GaiM for long … just long enough to get his queries and pages and synopses together for The Outs and DeadBoy. Until then I guess I’ll just be waiting in the Terminal for him to come back around and help me get my revenge on Havisham and Sotek.

Oops, crap. Spoilers, I guess.

And you lousy agents who requested that junk … just you wait. When ESW’s finished with my story, I’ll show you what really matters, and you’ll wish you hadn’t gotten in my way.

Love and chips,

AMi

Another day, a ton of revisions

So, I’ve been working on The Outs nonstop for the past two and half weeks, and my brain is fried. I mean, full on, egg in the pan, fried. We got the deep fryer out, and my head got dunked.

It’s not that I’m not having a great time. I’m completely giddy with excitement. Hear the happiness in my voice. The Outs is going to be a great book, and I think you’re completely going to love it. All of these changes are just solidifying in my head how much I love this book. But sometimes, to make something good, you have to hurt a little bit. And trust me, making cuts to a manuscript hurts.

Just to give you an idea: at its height The Outs hit a whopping 125,000 words. Yes, I know, I’m crazy. A lot of people only write novels that are between 50-70,000 words. But as I’m getting into the meat of these revisions, I’m suddenly realizing that the entire last 50,000 words of this book are going to have to be rewritten. In a week and a half. I know, stop telling me–I’m absolutely insane. That’s the length of some people’s whole books.

It’s okay. Don’t start hyperventilating yet. It’s a lot of work, but it’s work that I can get done. And I can get it done well, or at least, I think I can. There are people who do far more than I do in any given week, and to them, I tip my hat.

Just you know, this is a labor of love. I work this hard, because you deserve the best writing I can give you. *Sniffles. I love you guys.

Let’s just hope I don’t lose it before The Outs gets finished. 🙂

Have I told you how excited I am about this new manuscript?

I know, I know…all of you who already know and follow me have already heard all about it, but I really can’t contain myself. This current work in progress has everything I could hope for. 

  • Hopelessly flawed characters.
  • Deep, twisting mysteries.
  • Action.
  • Lots and lots of action.
  • Reality bending.
  • What may or may not be monsters.
  • A creepy little girl.
  • Addiction.
  • Internal struggles.
  • Guns.
  • Technology.
  • And you might even see a unicorn.

This current draft is coming together beautifully, and I can’t wait to start sharing it with you. I’m hoping to have a beta ready soon for those of you who have been beta readers for me before (or for those of you who just feel like you’re interested in doing something like that for me).

That is, if I can hurry up and finish it. I’ve been working on this one for a few months now, and it’s finally getting into a shape that I’m happy with people seeing. Don’t worry, I’m still working on DeadBoy, too, and there may be a new revision of Deeds before too long (to go along with the release of this new manuscript, The Outs).

So get ready to beta for me, if that’s up your alley, because I’ll be calling on you all very soon!

You know…that thing where you’re just working on too much at once

Man…so much to do these days. Those of you who follow me on Twitter and such may have heard a lot about this project, then a lot about that one, then a little about one you thought was done…it’s all a little much to keep straight, right?

I’ve had people giving me confused stares lately, too. No, I tell them, that’s right. I was working on a different manuscript just last week. But that’s the way things work, right?

Making the transition to having multiple projects all swirling around in the pot at once has been hard. I’m still making some minor changes to my YA fantasy, DeadBoy and the Fires of Fear. I just finished the second draft of The Outs, a contemporary YA fantasy thriller (I’m so excited about that one). Now, I’m writing the first full draft of DeadBoy and the Forest of Shadows, and in the afternoons I’m doing some revisions on my adult sci-fi thriller Deeds as well. And, to top it all off, I have a new, super-secret project that’s taking up a little bit of time every day.

Before you ask, no. I’m not keeping it all straight. How can I? I’ve decided to hurry up and put a bow on Fires before I keep moving on the others. It will still need a solid editor to have a peek, but I’m feeling pretty good about that one these days.

Does anyone out there have any suggestions for how to keep it all straight when you have this much going on all at once? Feedbacks would be appreciated.

“Thoughts untangle themselves over the lips and through the fingertips.”

This entry is part 1 of 1 in the series TAIsdays

Think About It – Dr. Howard Hendricks

“Thoughts untangle themselves over the lips and through the fingertips.”

– Dr. Howard Hendricks

thoughts untangle themselves over the lips and through the fingertipsI figured I’d start out our Thought-Provoking Thursdays with a quote that’s dear to my heart. Dr. Howard Hendricks, a man I and the rest of my classmates affectionately called “Prof,” was one of the most influential people in my life. This little nugget was particularly impactful when I heard it, and gave even more validity to the value I already placed on writing and intelligent conversation.

Thoughts Untangle Themselves

The simple truth here is that our nonverbal brains are really just a bunch of chaotic firing neurons. Our thoughts don’t have anything nearly like structure, they just “are.” Each thought is like someone tossing a rubber bouncy ball  into our skull, and it’s going to end up somewhere…we’re just not sure where.

That is where language comes in. The structure of language, whether it be the written word or the spoken one, or even, in many cases, the inner monologue, all give form to the thoughts that would otherwise bounce around free in our brains. Language forces the thoughts to untangle themselves.

We take the act of engaging language very much for granted. It starts young, and then, as our brains develop in childhood, we develop questions, the inner monologue, abstract logic, etc.–all a function of language.

So why point this out?

Because language is one of the greatest tools we have in our toolbox for figuring out solutions, driving out concerns, planning our next steps, and conceiving new ideas. For me, as a writer, I find that when I’m stuck in my work the very best way out is to talk through what I’m doing, and where I want to go. Sometimes this happens with a friend, sometimes with a pen in hand, sometimes it just happens through my fingers on the keyboard, or speaking into dictation software.

Giving a voice and structure to my thoughts is the greatest weapon I have against writer’s block (though I prefer to call it “writer’s anxiety”), and it is the driving force behind whether I will keep working or get stuck in the swamps. When I give them form, I find that the thoughts tend to untangle themselves.

What about you? Do you use your words to help work through the thoughts in your head, or do you tend to internalize? Are you a talker? Why?