You Make My Heart Pound Throbbingly

Recently, I’ve been reading a very successful YA series (NOT Twilight). These books are right up my alley – they’re paranormal, action-filled, humorous, and the concept is unique. And most of all…I am ~swooning~ over the male love interest. *c’thunk, c’thunk, c’thunk*

But OMG the writing is atrocious.

All through the series I have been asking myself WHY I am so compelled to keep reading when I am literally tripping over unnecessary adverbs down every page. Not only that, but this author has a habit of telling, telling, telling. Don’t get me wrong, they often *show* what’s happening with the characters quite effectively – but it is almost always followed up by a sentence or two *telling* the reader what they were just shown.  

Maybe I am simply a snarky writing snob.

And yet…when the love interest takes the MC in his arms, my hearts pounds in my chest.

So I guess I don’t really need to ask myself WHY I’ve kept reading. I suppose if characters/a story is strong enough, it can make you look past the bad writing. It’s just one of those things that makes me face-plant along the writer’s path. I peel my face off the pavement, pull pieces of gravel out of my wound, and look down *unbelievingly* at the writing that made me fall. And then *I think how that fall HURT*.

All of this makes two thoughts run in circles through my mind: If this book is what’s successful, I’m never going to make it. And then, If this person can be successful, darn it, SO CAN I.

…Hello Mr. Doubt.

A little rewrite analysis:

1st Draft: taught me all of the above about adverbs, telling, and BAD writing in general.

2nd Draft: taught me that even with nice writing, all the elements in the book MUST tie together – despite how badly I wanted to tell those pages and pages of backstory or have that unrelated shih tzu run through that scene.

3rd Draft: Isn’t finished yet but…maybe will ~finally~ bring all the lessons of Draft 1 and 2 together??

Or maybe I’ll reach the end and have a well-written story no one wants to read.

…she said *sulkily* and walked off to finish Draft 3.

The 25th Hour

PANTS FIRE Rewrite Progress update: 106/270.

Let’s not talk about that.

It’s funny all the things that run through your mind about a story when you can’t actually work on it. I have a small business that is turning out to be (shockingly) recession-proof, which I am SO thankful for. But unfortunately, the work keeps me away from home and computer ALL DAY LONG and that means my brain goes crazy while I’m unable to work on PANTS FIRE, and then when ~at last~ I actually get home and sit before the keyboard to let all of those thoughts flow out…I fall asleep. This. Is. A. Problem.

Purchasing my Blackberry was one of the most sane-making things I’ve ever done. It has a (so far limitless) memo pad that I can type notes into all day long as ideas strike me, and then it syncs all the new ideas to my computer when I get home. <3 It also allows me to keep up with email and Twitter. :D (This is the sane-making part). I work *alone* all day. I get about five minutes of socialization with each of my human clients along the way before I get started working on their dogs. I listen to audiobooks/NPR so my brain doesn’t turn to mush (iPod = BEST INVENTION EVER), but Twitter allows me to connect with other writers all day long. It’s as if we’re all sitting around chatting and I can choose to respond or just “listen” if I get busy (ftw! better than coworkers!) – and all while I’m at my very NON-writer job. 

But I would still like to say: Crackberries are addictive. Make an informed choice.

So even with the aid of my beautiful Blackberry (did I mention it is pink?), I’m still working on that whole MAKING time to write. Until someone invents dictation software that can magically edit out “Um…” and “No wait,” and “Oh no, maybe not that…” I will just have to battle against sleep. And possibly eating. Breathing is next. Shall I re-subtitle this blog? Writing YA while starving my A**? Writing YA to the very last breath? How about simply WRITING YA AND FINISHING MY REWRITE??

*headdesk* PANTS FIRE must go forth and query! I need rest!

New Digs

New blog! New month! And darn it, I’m forcing accountability on myself.

Here is my measly rewrite progress: 93pages/270 total 

On the bright side, I’ve FINALLY made it to the ~all new chapter~. On the dark side, I watched Star Wars III again and Padme was still “woe is my plight as a woman” and Anakin Skywalker was STILL scary-girlfriend-stalker lame. But at least HE turns into Darth Vader. What is Edward’s excuse? All he’s going to do is ~*sparkle*~.
Anyway, by the end of the month, I expect that number to say 270/270 or something ~similar~.

Also, I have only stuck my tiny toe into the coolness of WordPress (so expect there to be some redecorating ’round here), but I can tell you right now I’m never going back to LJ. :D
Welcome to my new digs.