Exciting news!
2004-08-07 1:10 p.m.
I decided to come home during lunch today and decompress. I did both of my novel pitches this morning. One to a publisher and on to a literary agent. The publisher asked me to send him a synopsis and the first three chapters. He seemed only mildly interested. The agent I went to actually likes vampire fictions and was looking for some more. He seemed very interested in my vampire mythology and me turning Percy Shelley into a vampire. He asked me to send him an extensive synopsis, the first fifty pages and a short bio on myself. I felt really good about my meeting with him!
There are a lot of people at the conference who are doing 7, 10, 15 pitches. I only did two due to the type of novel I'm trying to sell. Not everyone is into genera fiction. I was incredibly nervous and did not have a very polished pitch. Thank the goddess for those improv classes, I think I managed to sound passionate and confident. It's hard work trying to convince people that you're the next big thing!
I'm going to try to calm down and put my feet up for a bit. Then I'm off to hang with Phillip Margolin and Steve Perry. Thrillers and Sci Fi! No more pitches for me, I can spend the rest of the conference hanging out with my new friends, attending workshops and having fun. Whew.
2 People have tried to sell me ViagraSchmoozin and some boozin.
2004-08-06 9:45 p.m.
The Willamette Writers convention started today and I went to the 5:00pm booze and schmooze. You'd be proud of me. I brazenly walked up to complete strangers and chatted them up. I met some fabulous people and some who actually make their living as a writer. I even met someone whose uncle was killed by a tiger. You can't make this stuff up people, truth is better than fiction. Tommorow I pitch my book to one agent and one publisher then I hang with Phillip Margolin. Pray for me, chant for me, dance naked under the moon for me!
0 People have tried to sell me ViagraIt's all in the costumes.
2004-08-05 9:34 a.m.
My entire house smells like burnt toast, or burnt French fries to be more exact. On the up side I did get the prologue rewritten. They always say write what you know but that doesn�t stop me from writing a prologue set in medieval northern China. A subject I know absolutely nothing about. If you�re an expert e-mail me, I have some questions. I found some good mandarin names and just made up the rest as I went along. I tried to focus on the emotions of the main character instead of scenery and physical set up of the town, house, courtyard, etc. I think it works.
Improv last night was fun. I was afraid to go because it was Dueling Soundtrack night which meant singing and rhyming were involved. I can�t do either of those, especially in front of a crowd. Especially when sober. Of course by the end of the night I was belting out songs in a heady soprano voice and could not wait to do more. For our last scene Adam encouraged our team to put on layers and layers of costume. We never use the costumes so it was pretty fun to grab a bunch of stuff. I ended up with a nice fur cap that nearly covered my eyes and a bright yellow shiny trench coat. Tres chic. I even managed to end the night on a joke. Bah dum dum. Thank you, thank you. I�m here all week.
0 People have tried to sell me ViagraThings I don't recommend doing #45.
2004-08-04 5:16 p.m.
I think you've gone past the point of burning dinner when you take the food out of the oven and it's actually on fire. Now what the hell am I going to eat?
Memo to self: do not try to write and cook at the same time.
0 People have tried to sell me ViagraNice vertebrae, baby.
2004-08-03 6:32 p.m.
Check out my spine. I went in for x-rays after two months of lower back pain. The good news is that I have no disc herniations, disc space narrowing or anything fractured or imploded. My spine does tork a bit to the left which is a muscle thing. I taped the x-ray up on my window and took a picture. That's why it looks like there are trees in my pelvis.
Siddhartha says buy low, sell high.
2004-08-03 9:56 a.m.
I slept for eight solid hours last night but I could do another eight easily. Siddhartha was whispering in my ear last night. I wish I could remember more of the dream as I�m sure it was very spiritual and deep but what can I say, I�m not a morning person. I�m not an afternoon or night time person for that matter, but I digress...
I sold all my stock options this morning. Our company�s stock is going through the freaking roof so I thought I�d get in while the getting is good. I�ll still have some more stock from a purchase plan so even if it continues to do well I�ll still profit. The concept of wiping out my credit card debt makes me giddy with excitement.
You see, I�ve been carrying around the same $6,000 balance for twelve years. Ever since I had to use it to buy groceries and cat food when I was incredibly poor. I could have worked in the book industry forever if I didn�t require basic things like food and shelter. Now that I�ve sold my soul to corporate America there are other things I�m unwilling live without. Such as: Italian shoes, Stila eyeshadow, computer gadgets, red wine and espresso.
Go download This Song at Amazon for free and dance with me. Fun fun fun.
2 People have tried to sell me ViagraConversation with David the assassin.
2004-08-02 2:21 p.m.
He laughed again.
I sighed. "It was more than that." I knew I was probably saying too much but I felt the sudden urge to confess. "The fighting, the blood shed, the excitement, turns me on."
"And that scares you?"
"It scares the hell out of me."
"The fact that you're scared means that you're not too far gone."
"Yet. What happens when I'm no longer scared?"
"Then the world will be a very exciting place, indeed."
0 People have tried to sell me ViagraWe will not be renewing your contract.
2004-08-02 12:09 p.m.
You can never go home again. That thought has been on my mind since my trip to Tacoma/Seattle. It�s always a bizarre mixture of pleasure and pain. Memories bitch slap me around at every corner and I�m forced to relive age six through twenty-four each time I make the pilgrimage.
I�ve also had to come to the realization that some of my friends have moved on without me and are happy that way. I�m no longer a priority for the majority of them. Really, I was just something to do years ago when there were no bands playing and they needed beer. I�m no longer the super cute center of attention party girl. They can barely call my cellphone to explain why they can�t be bothered to meet me for a drink. Sure, maybe it was just bad timing�
Well, I did get to spend some time with quality friends who do appreciate me and know where I fit in their lives. As a friend. That�s all I ever wanted from you dorks anyways. Now I know why I only make it up there once every ten years. It stirs up my brain too much.
Did you see the Soap Box Derby pictures?
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