Hello, again.

Just a quick post to let you know I haven’t died. I have now officially moved, and most of the unpacking is done. I’m starting to sort things out and focus on writing again.

While unpacking, looking for work and completing assignments, I committed to NaNoWriMo. I really should have journalled my journey, but I didn’t think about it until now. Maybe, next year.

NaNoWriMo Logo
NaNoWriMo Logo

For those who don’t know, NaNoWriMo is short for ‘National Novel Writing Month’. It’s a writing challenge in which you commit to writing 50,000 words in the month of November, or an average of 1,667 words a day (which I think actually makes 50,010 words by the end of the month). It’s done by thousands of writers world-wide, which creates an amazing community of encouragement, and you upload your word count on the NaNoWriMo website. The goal is to have 50,000 words by the end of the month. You don’t have to finish the story, and you don’t have to have it perfect or even have all the scenes in the correct or final order. It’s just a challenge to sit your butt in a chair and write a minimum of 1,667 words a day for a month.

It’s been an interesting experience committing to writing a minimum of 1,667 words a day. A few days I really struggled to make it. I had to set smaller targets. I gave myself a goal of fifty words, then a reward, then another fifty words, then a reward, just to get through.
Other days I’d be so deep into the story I’d written over 3,000 words before I knew it.

Having that daily word target was a daunting, but at the same time, exciting. I think what made it possible was the accountability. I had writing buddies who could see my word count. They could tell when I slacked off. Which wasn’t often…only one day in the month did I not at least make the minimum word count. It was the next day when I pulled off the over 3,000 words, so I didn’t feel too bad. On the plus side, I had some very nice emails from my writing buddies encouraging me. And I sent a few of my own. It was awesome to see the efforts of my writing buddies. One of them even hit 50,000 words by the 20th of November and kept going. Awesome job.

While I have actually reached the target, I know that tomorrow the word count will drop. Everything I wrote in the month, I kept…because, well they were words I had written and for NaNoWriMo, that’s what counts. However, there are a few scenes that no longer fit into the story, so they need to go. I will need to continue to work on the story before it becomes a ‘manuscript’, it’s not finished yet.

I’m not sure I’m going to continue to write a minimum of 1,667 words a day after today, at least not until I’ve finished school. I think if I were to continue the daily word count, I’d have to find an accountability / writing buddy. I think I need that knowledge that someone else will know daily (weekly?) what my word count target should be versus what my word count actually is, otherwise, I think it would be too easy to find myself something else to do instead.

And that would be bad. Right?


Held Hostage

Just a really, really quick post as I steal about two minutes away from Zeph.

He is still holding me hostage and ensuring I crack down on writing his story.

But I do have some good news. Come back next week and you’ll get a look at what he looks like.
That’s right, next week is Zeph (Nephilim Code #3) cover reveal.

Oppps, gotta go. Zeph’s calling. See ya next week.

Dreams and the daily grind


Photo: Asleep at the wheel by Aaron Jacobs CC BY-SA 2.0)
Photo: Asleep at the wheel by Aaron Jacobs
(CC BY-SA 2.0)

Ana Spoke recently posted this on her blog – Why dream about tomorrow when you can live it today

I’m happy for her, that she will live the ‘writer’s’ dream. To be a full time writer. At least for six months. I hope it lasts longer than that. This is my dream too. To be a full time writer. In that all elusive ‘one day’, I’m sure I’ll get there.

At the moment I have a full-time job, and I write around that. I also write around a part-time study course and my family. I’m a writer, but I’m a writer on the side. I don’t do a too bad a job of it. After all I’ve got 3 book already published and one nearly there. But living ‘the dream’ around the daily grind can be exhausting. What keeps me going is the notion that I will be a full time writer, someday.

I’m not stupid. I know that dreaming with a plan of ‘someday’ means that more likely than not, the dream will never eventuate. I’ve seen it time and time again. I have my goals. I simply don’t know how long it will take to get there. I’m happy…maybe ‘happy’ isn’t the right word, but I’m…assured in the knowledge that I am taking it one step at a time. On those days when it is all too hard, and the road ahead is too long, I can look behind me and see how far I have come.Read More »

RWDU and back again.

RWDU 2015 Logo
RWDU 2015 Logo

The RWDU conference is over and I did promise to tell you all about it.

It was marvellously exciting for me and I hope I don’t bore you with the blow by blow. I didn’t think I’d remember everything that happened so I wrote on a notepad every chance I got. Some of the tense is present and some is past, depending if I wrote during or after the event.

Here goes.Read More »

Away, away.

Photo: IMG_3196 by Shaun Garrity. CC BY 2.0
Photo: IMG_3196 by Shaun Garrity. CC BY 2.0


I’m going away.
Not for long.
I am going to attend my very first ever Author Event.

I would love to say I’m going as an Author, but in reality, I was too chicken.

I was told about the Readers & Writers Down Under Event last year shortly after the release of Shattered. As a novice Author who had never attended an ‘Author’ event in her life, I was terrified of the idea. I did not know then that Nova (Nephilim Code #1) would be published, or that I would meet so many awesome Authors who would also be attending the event.

Still, I think that playing spectator for the first Author event I attend is going to be great. I’ll get to ‘suss’ out what Authors are doing, how they are doing it, and picking up hints and tips for next year. I’m looking forward to putting faces and voices to the profile pictures and personalities I’ve met over the last few months. Getting to actually met the people who have been giving me advice and encouragement.

And maybe, just maybe…meeting a few people who have read my books.

I’m very, very excited. Like a kid in a toy shop, I won’t know what to look at first, and there’ll be so many lights and colours and all things shiny. At least I hope so.

I’m, very nearly, all packed…and I have all my tickets in a safe place.
MUST not forget the tickets!

So…I’ll catch you on the flip side next week, and we’ll all see how it went.

Wish me luck!

Little Bits of Shiny

Photo: IKO by alphaville (CC BY-NC-SA 2.0)
Photo: IKO by alphaville (CC BY-NC-SA 2.0)

I love to write. I love to tell people about my books (and stories). But as I am learning, if I want more than my friends and family to read my books, there is this thing called marketing (aka promotion) This…I do not love.

It’s full of concepts like:-

  • target your audience (this gives me an image of asking someone to stand still long enough to paint a bullseye on their back)
  • advertising (this to someone who makes a cuppa during the ads on TV)
  • selling yourself (reminds me of job interviews), and
  • getting your product ‘out there’ (kind of like – the truth is ‘out there’?).

I don’t have a marketing background. Or promotions. Or sales. The closest to ‘sales’ I ever got was talking to the sales guy at the radio station where I work. I did have a telemarketer job once, where I learned to read a script. Yeah, I lasted two weeks. Only job I’ve ever quit without another job to go to or because I was moving.

Sales. Marketing. Promotions.
Cold sweat.Read More »

Ladders, Black Cats & Odd Socks

Photo:”Charm” by Stacy Reed

It’s the 13th. Maybe not a Friday 13th (you need a Sunday 1st to have one of those) but a 13th nonetheless. Which brings us to ladders, black cats and odd socks…and what these three items have in common.

Each of them has a superstition attached to them.

According to a post on Nathan Bradford’s blog, we writers are, apparently, a superstitious bunch. I don’t mean the kind of people who won’t walk under a ladder, who freak out at the sight of a black cat, toss salt over their shoulder or avoid the number 13 like the plague. But we do, apparently, have little superstitious quirks about the how and when we write.

I say ‘apparently’ because I can’t seem to think of a single one for me. I’m not saying I don’t have a superstitious quirk, it’s just not as obvious to me as it might be to someone else.Read More »