Posted by: Karmela | October 23, 2009

The Urge. The Itch.

Oh no. I’m itching to write again. Dammit, why? I thought I was cured. I thought the day job had sucked all the life out of me. I thought I was past this illness called “writing.” Why oh why am I suddenly getting the itch to write again? Same story (TPATS) but with a different (nay, better?) beginning.

It’s all Michelle’s fault. Her and that Nanowrimo thing. And my own stupid little exercise of calculating the amount of actual pages (6.7) to complete the 50K requirement. Turns out I’m not a disciplined writer at all — I write when I feel like it, then abandon my stories when I think they’re no good. Sheesh. And to think I’d hoped to one day quit the day job and write full-time. ***smacks head*** What was I thinking?

Well, maybe I wasn’t THINKING.  Maybe I was feeling. Feeling this stupid feeling that I. Must. Write.  And now this feeling the urge. The itch.  Crap.  Maybe the old gray matter is still functioning after all. Maybe not all the creativity has been crushed out of my soul.

The Plan: Tentatively do some prewriting. Then come Nano time…well, we’ll see.

Posted by: Karmela | October 22, 2009

TV and More TV

Can’t seem to stop watching TV lately. It’s a product of the day job squeezing my brains like a cheerleader squeezing water from a wet sponge during a fundraising car wash. Where did that imagery come from? Obviously from GLEE, my second favorite show on TV. So campy and happy. And 90s-centric. I can’t get over all the groovin to songs from my college years. “You said neato, check your libido,” and “I wanna sex you up!”  SYTYCD has finally culled its Top 20 dancers (early faves: Russell the Krumper and that cute black girl with the short hair and big eyes. Oh, and Bianca the Tapper), and both Supernatural and Mad Men and ramping up the tension.

And people say nothing’s on TV. Tomorrow: Project Runway.

Posted by: Karmela | October 21, 2009

What does it take to crush Karmela’s spirit?

In a word: myjob.  Okay, technically two words, but it’s what’s making me want to slit my wrists.  November is looming and I can’t believe it. Haven’t blogged here since August.  To sum up:

  • Work is crushing my soul.
  • I need a new job.
  • I still can’t get my Tweets to sync with my Facebook updates; AND…
  • I’m not writing.

Michelle reminded all her blog readers today that Nanowrimo is approaching.  I’ve never done Nanowrimo before, possibly because I never believed that type of writing produced anything positive.  For me, I always thought it would be a huge waste of time because I would have to take 99.99% of the material and throw it out. So what’s the point, right?

Since I haven’t been writing anyway, maybe I’ll go ahead and do it this year.  The goal, as I understand it, is not impossible: 50K words in 30 days. Roughly 6.67 pages a day, seven days a week. The rule is simple: vomit out the words. No editing, no rewriting, no going back over your work, not even to proofread. But to be successful, according to Michelle (aka Obi Wan), one must have a story that’s fully plotted and fleshed out. In other words, prewrite the hell out of it. Develop the characters plot out the plot.

Still mulling it through. Work is killing me.  I need to concentrate in looking for a new job.  And I need to tend to the children too. Perhaps I shall take a mental health day tomorrow.

Posted by: Karmela | September 9, 2009

Sorry, we’re just not compatible.

Dammit. I actually carved out time tonight to write, and what happens?  Compatibility problems. I had accidentally “upsaved” TPATS as a .docx, and now I can’t open it in my stupid laptop.  I tried installing conversion software from Microsoft, but they want me to use Internet Explorer to download the program. Typical of totalitarian Microsoft.

So I’m stuck. Crapola. Til tomorrow. I need to print out TPATS anyway. Been awhile since I’ve worked on it.

Posted by: Karmela | August 24, 2009

Support Group

WANTED: Members for a special support group. Must be a woman with elementary-aged children with full-time job outside the house. Most importantly, she must be an aspiring novelist but is struggling to write amidst demands of said children and full-time job. Children must be under ten years old and be whiny, full of energy and fighting all the time. Full-time job must have hateful commute (more than twenty minutes long each way, but shorter is fine too), require the presence of a solid eight hours straight in the workplace, and must be either physically or mentally taxing, preferably both. Meetings will take place via Yahoo Group after children are asleep but before household chores are done. Support group may also double as critique group, but only if absolutely no expectations of page counts are placed upon members. Copious amounts of alcoholic imbibement encouraged.

You guys know of anyone who fits the bill? Send em to me, please.

Posted by: Karmela | August 19, 2009

Ode to ebooks

For many writers, seeing their books grace the shelves of the local Barnes & Noble is like a crack high. I must admit that after having experienced this phenomenon myself (at my local Border’s), the rush is right up there with wedding/birth-of-first-child/first-apartment euphoria. Which is why there are still tons of writers out there resistant to the idea of epublishing.

As a reader, I’ve been a longtime advocate of ebooks. There’s just no better way to tote books around. I can bring 18 books with me, mark them up, read them in low light (in the case of eBookwise), and buy books and magazines at whim (in the case of the Kindle).

But authors for the most part hate ebooks. You can’t autograph it, you can’t hold it in your hand, you can’t go to your local bookstore and gaze admiringly at your work. And the majority of readers don’t like them too. eBook haters I’ve talked to say they just prefer the tactile experience of turning a page and marking them up. Plus the industry hasn’t helped the case of the ebook much with their inability to come up with a uniform standard, their weird pricing strategy (Really? eBooks priced the same as print books?) and their awkward ebook readers.

Fortunately for the ebook, time marches on and so do the inevitable advances in technology. Thanks to the release of more sophisticated readers that also fulfill a book buyer’s instant gratification demands (i.e., the Kindle), and to new epublishers like Quartet Press who have merged business savvy with good editorial, ebooks will and continue to move forward. I’m predicting that when my kids go to college, instead of lugging around heavy textbooks, they’ll all be equipped with ereaders which will simply and instantaneously download all their textbooks and supplemental handouts into their electronic devices, whatever they may be.

Why am I waxing rhapsodic about ebooks again? Because after an unsuccessful first foray into the epublishing world as a writer, I am seriously thinking about dipping my toe in those ewaters again.  Exciting things are happening in the epubbed world, and thanks to advances in technology, the advent of massively cool ebook readers (not to mention the persistant rumor that Apple will be releasing an iPodish ebook reader), the entrance into the industry by business savvy folks, and the embrace of the format by traditional publishers, things are different (i.e., better) now than when I entered the biz back in 2005. Yikes! 2005!  Four long years ago.

Posted by: Karmela | August 18, 2009

15 Books

Stolen from Michelle Rowen:

Rules: Don’t take too long to think about it. Fifteen books you’ve read that will always stick with you. First fifteen books you can recall in no more than 15 minutes.

  1. Jackdaws by Ken Follett
  2. A Faithful Spy by Alex Berenson
  3. Killing Rain by Barry Eisler
  4. Flashpoint by Suzanne Brockmann
  5. The Religion by Tim Willocks (do audiobooks qualify?)
  6. The Romance of Atlantis by Taylor Caldwell
  7. Body of Lies by David Ignatius
  8. Terrorist Hunter by Anonymous (revealed to be Rita Katz)
  9. The Infidel by Ayaan Hirsi Ali
  10. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire by J.K. Rowling
  11. The Winds of War by Herman Wouk
  12. The Thorn Birds by Colleen McCullough
  13. Gone With the Wind by Margaret Mitchell
  14. Ballet Shoes by Noel Streatfield
  15. Pillars of the Earth by Ken Follett
Posted by: Karmela | August 5, 2009

And today’s word count is…

Ten pages last night baby, woohoo! But probably zero pages tonight since (a) I’m teaching class and (b) tonight’s the finale of So You Think You Can Dance. And may I just say? Gooooo Brandon! Gooooo Jeanine!

PS: I’m going to the orthopedist tomorrow to get my carpal tunnel looked at. But it probably won’t do any good. I have zero faith in doctors. All of them were absent the day they taught medicine in medical school. So why am I going? Might as well take advantage of the good health insurance while I still have it.

Posted by: Karmela | August 4, 2009

Ten Pages Woohoo!

Stupid carpal tunnel. Stupid narrow keyboard of the stupid Alphasmart Neo. The side of my right wrist hurts. And the pain is only growing in time, not diminishing. I’ve resorted to wrapping it in an Ace bandage. Perhaps I shall take an anti-inflammatory as well. I’ve had this before and the usual prescription is the old RICE method: rest, ice, compression and elevation. One out of four. I’m doomed.

And yet, perhaps I’m not. Check out Ye Old Word Count:

That’d be TEN PAGES TONIGHT, BAYBAY! ***happy jig***

Posted by: Karmela | August 3, 2009

Ten Pages a Day, Everyday

Realistic goal? Probably not. But a good goal? Hella yeah. Ten pages a day, rain or shine. I’m doing the Nora Roberts Method of Writing and vomiting out this second draft. I’ll make sure to first pre-write what I’m going to write, that way the backtracking can be minimized. But can I do it? Let us see. Wednesdays will be my only night off. Let’s do it!

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