Just a few heads-ups.

Hey all!

I’m trying to get into a writing groove, so I won’t be doing a huge post today. Instead, I just want to do two reminders and one heads-up.

Firstly, don’t forget to nominate people you think deserve a Paying Forward Award. You can nominate one or more people. 😉

Then, don’t forget to link up your Word Master Challenge entries. Deadline is in three days.

And finally, as a heads-up: All you querying authors go check out the #MSWL hashtag on twitter. It’s awesome.

That’s it for today. Will be back soonish with a better post. 😉

Paying Forward Awards: Nominations are Open

Hey all! Welcome to June’s Paying Forward Awards!

For those of you unfamiliar with how Paying Forward Works, let me quickly explain.

Every month, I ask for people to volunteer prizes. Then, I ask for nominations from you, my awesome readers.

After that, you get to vote for those you think deserves to be awarded.

Those who win, get the prizes.

Easy peasy.

Since it’s vacation for most of you, I’m making it even easier.

I’m announcing ONE category for June. Please send your nominations to my e-mail address at mishagericke(AT)gmail(DOT)com. Nominations must please include a name, link and a motivation. Why did you nominate this person?

Please make Nomination the e-mail’s subject.

Now. Without further ado, the category is:

Blogger Most Deserving of Having Their Day Made


Who do you know that needs a pick-me-up? Why? Any reason you can think of goes, but make it good, because your motivation will go up along with the nominee’s name, which might just affect votes.

Get thinking and get mailing! I have awesome prizes waiting to be announced along with the nominees.

Nominations close: 30 June 2013
Voting Open: 1 July 2013-7 July 2013
Announcement of Winners: 8 July 2013

In which I follow my own advice.

I just finished reading an awesome book. And it makes me want to write. So bad.

I haven’t had this urge to write since finishing Doorways, really. And I love this feeling.

Even if it feels a lot like I’m going nuts.

My mind’s whirring thoughts past so fast, I can’t even really see them. I just know they’re there. Hopefully, once I start writing, they’ll pin down and I can write.

Right now is sort of inconvenient, though, since I’m still smack in the middle of edits. But you know what? I’ve been thinking.

While I wrote my previous post, I kept thinking of this once scene in the movie Center Stage. Now, I suspect that the ballet movie probably won’t fall in everyone’s tastes, but bear with me.

See in that movie is a scene that stayed with me ever since I saw it.

Basically, one of the main characters wants to be a Prima Ballerina, but feels like no one’s giving her the chance she deserves. One evening, one of the teachers catches her practicing and gives her advice.

It’s a bit of a long time since I watched the scene, but the gist is this:

No matter what, go back to the practice bar. If something goes well, go back. If someone upsets you. Go back. If you lose out at an audition, go back. Never give up. One day, your dedication will pay off.

That’s the same for us writers. No matter what, we have to go back to writing. If someone gets an agent and you don’t, write. If you’re stuck on sub, write. If you feel like no one will see the talent you know you’re gifted with, write. If you feel like you’re not getting anywhere. If you missed out on yet another contest. If you missed a requested for partials by this much. If you’re terrified of how your book will be received on the eve of publication.

Write. 

Write. 

Write. 

That dedication will pay off in some form.

And you know what? While I don’t have a looming deadline on edits waiting, I’m going to follow my own advice. Who’s with me?

Three Month Anniversary

Tomorrow is the three month anniversary of my publishing deal.

Time’s rushed by at such speed that I’m a little dizzy.

Sometimes, it scares me. Every passing day brings me that much closer to publishing my book. To having my work pried from my nervous fingers and thrown open for the world to see.

I’m so terrified that it’ll fail to gain an audience. After so much time spent just to get Doorways to a state worth publishing, it might just break my heart to see it flounder in the market.

Here, I know some of you are rolling your eyes. First books are stepping stones to the next ones. I’ve heard it before.

But the fact is that other books exist in my mind under Doorways. As in Doorways covers most of my creative thought. It’s done so for over half a decade. The world, the history, the characters, everything exists there as if completely real. The other stories… well, they’re real too, but only for a few weeks at a time before the beast that’s the Doorways series drowns out all other voices once more.

So no. To me, it’s my first book, but it’ll never be a stepping stone. Except to launch me and my readers (one or one million of them) into the rest of the story.

And damn it, I still have a lot of this story to get out there. I don’t want it to run out of steam after two books.

That terrifies me even more than just the first book failing. Because without telling the whole story, working so hard on the first quarter of it feels absolutely useless.

Needless to say, the speed of time running by is making me very nervous.

I know this has to be done, though. It’s one of the things I’m made to do. Create stories and have others read them. For that to happen, I have to close my eyes and let my fears go.

Anyone about to be published feel the same way? For you published authors, how did you feel right before publishing?

Frustration

That moment when… all you want to do is edit.

But know you won’t get a chance to until 9 p.m.

Or at lest, that’s what it’s feeling like at the moment. Naturally, since I’m writing this blog post, it isn’t strictly true.

Which makes me think. Isn’t it amazing how frustration works?

We writers want to do some writing or… editing. (Yes, I know I’m a freak to actually want to edit.)

Finally, after days and days of procrastinating, the time to write is now.

Except, life also decides it needs much more urgent attention. One thing happens. Which annoys us. Then the next thing annoys us more. Soon, we’re these seething little pressure cookers, with everything keeping us away from our work adding up to more than the sum of its parts.

Yes. Really. Like me. I want to edit, but a flat tire kept me from edits last night until 1 a.m. in the morning. Sleep (being a bit more of a priority at the time) took up my morning before work.

And work. Well. It’s 4 p.m. and my edits are still untouched.

Ironically, things settled back down about five minutes after the first two lines of this post. Which was about 30 minutes ago.

But by now, I’m such a dithering mess of frustration, that it took me writing this post to actually realize that I can just get some editing done now.

Sad, I know. But hey, no one ever said my mind was uninteresting.

Anyone also get more frustrated about writing/editing than you should actually be?

It’s been a long… long weekend.

Yeah… I’m currently feeling like I’m in a vicious circle. Ironically, it originally started on Thursday, right before what should have been a nice restful long weekend.

No luck for me.

The good thing was that both my CPs sent back their crits of the new Doorways revision, so I was super excited to start.

And therewith began the problem.

See… it started like this. The origin of my problem was on Monday already, when I caught a cold from my mom (again). Once again, it means that I have a lovely little cough because of a post-nasal drip.

Which means that at night, when I turn, I go into these charming ten minute coughing fits. I get up and down some cough medicine. And then it sort of stops.

Except I’m awake.

And I got my crits back on Thursday.

So guess what my mind does instead of go into beta mode.

Yep.

So this is what my “restful” weekend looked like.

Thursday: Went to sleep at 10 p.m.

Friday: Wake up at 4 a.m. from a cough. Revision occurs to me. Spends rest of morning until 6 a.m. trying to sleep while phrasing and rephrasing a new chapter in my head.

Goes to sleep at 11 p.m.

Saturday: Wake up at 4 a.m. after another cough. Tries to sleep. Fails and gives up by 5 a.m. Starts adding new chapters.

Goes to sleep at midnight.

Sunday: Wake up at 2.30 a.m. after a car’s gasket blows about 20 yards from my (open) window. In case you’re wondering. It’s a seriously odd noise. And after the recent break in, all odd noises wake me up. I have the wonderful joy of meeting my cousin/sort-of-adopted-brother in the corridor just as he’s about to go sleep. I continue editing.

Go to sleep at 11 p.m.

Monday: Wake up at 4:30 a.m. Too tired to even think of editing.

So yeah. I don’t even want to know how mothers with babies survive writing. Just a few days vaguely similar to some very good times with newborns, and I’m screaming at my computer screen like a maniac.

On the upside, I’m approximately half way through my edits.

How was your weekend?