Writing Wrongs

January 11, 2007

Iím blogging today over at the Wet Noodle Posse site if you care to drop in and comment. Just so you know where Iíve used all my spare words. Hey, when youíre writing 930 each day, you donít have a lot left over.

Marianne asked why on earth I was doing this. Or more precisely, did I make up this bit of insanity or is it some sort of sanctioned, organized insanity. What Iím doing is taking a class with Kelly McClymer. The course is Finish Your Novel in Eight Weeks. And this is my plan. To finish. My novel. Eight Weeks.


Mind you, itís not that Iím unmotivated to write. Actually, I think I have fair amount of self-motivation when it comes to writing. Ten years, working on book six, no publishing contracts on the horizon. Face it, if the world was flat and we dropped off the edge when we reached the horizon, there wouldnít be any publishing contracts down there, either. So, Iím either motivated or insane (thereís that word again).

Since itís Thursday, letís book:

Booking Through Thursday
What are you reading right now? (Well, obviously, you're reading THIS right now, perhaps I should have been more clear. What book(s) are you in the process of reading? (grin))

Iím currently reading I Am the Messenger by Markus Zusak. Man, this is one fantabulous book.

This guy can write. Itís enough to make you rethink the whole writing thing, cuz youíre never going to be this good. Another book Iím reading is another YA called Less Than Three (AKA <3), which will be published if the industry isnít completely crazy. Insert fangirl squeeing here.

Charity Tahmaseb wrote at 11:07 a.m.