Ever so sorry that I've disappeared for so long. Tax season has come to my office and is eating up a lot of my daytime hours. At night, my home computer is so slow that it feels like I'm on dial-up on my cable connection. I think it's about ready to begin its long slow death to computer heaven. Sigh, another one down...
Other than that, had a bit of painful news this week. Got a rejection letter from Ravenous for a short story. It wasn't unexpected now that I look over the story now. More sex and no story - which isn't all that good. So, I shelved it.
Still working on my Familiar's story for Samhain. It's coming along actually better than I thought. Easily added in over 5000 words and added in multiple scenes and increased current scenes. Finished chapter one and sent it to a cp to see if I kept the same feeling throughout the updates. That's the fear that I didn't keep the same aura and scope thru the story. I can't lose what it initially had to bring it to the attention of the editor.
Then, during a drive home from the office, my mind began rolling through another idea. It was an opening scene of a witch/sorceress standing on a turret of a small castle staring up at the sky at a lone dragon flying over. She wants to capture this dragon from the other land and hold him for her own lover, slave, or pet. All she knows is that he is a powerful dragon warrior and shifts back to one of the most handsome men in the lands. Until now, he has felt disdain for her family and land and has fought multiple battles on opposing sides.
Only now, in this small hidden castle, with a powerful special arrow, can she bring him down in a way that will not injure him, but make him powerless for her to capture.
What will this come too?? I’m not sure, but gonna look forward to binding this powerful dragon while this sorceress has her delicious way to him. Will he come to his knees and realize she’s his ultimate match? Hmm…
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Showing posts with label ideas. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
News and Ideas
Ever so sorry that I've disappeared for so long. Tax season has come to my office and is eating up a lot of my daytime hours. At night, my home computer is so slow that it feels like I'm on dial-up on my cable connection. I think it's about ready to begin its long slow death to computer heaven. Sigh, another one down...
Other than that, had a bit of painful news this week. Got a rejection letter from Ravenous for a short story. It wasn't unexpected now that I look over the story now. More sex and no story - which isn't all that good. So, I shelved it.
Still working on my Familiar's story for Samhain. It's coming along actually better than I thought. Easily added in over 5000 words and added in multiple scenes and increased current scenes. Finished chapter one and sent it to a cp to see if I kept the same feeling throughout the updates. That's the fear that I didn't keep the same aura and scope thru the story. I can't lose what it initially had to bring it to the attention of the editor.
Then, during a drive home from the office, my mind began rolling through another idea. It was an opening scene of a witch/sorceress standing on a turret of a small castle staring up at the sky at a lone dragon flying over. She wants to capture this dragon from the other land and hold him for her own lover, slave, or pet. All she knows is that he is a powerful dragon warrior and shifts back to one of the most handsome men in the lands. Until now, he has felt disdain for her family and land and has fought multiple battles on opposing sides.
Only now, in this small hidden castle, with a powerful special arrow, can she bring him down in a way that will not injure him, but make him powerless for her to capture.
What will this come too?? I’m not sure, but gonna look forward to binding this powerful dragon while this sorceress has her delicious way to him. Will he come to his knees and realize she’s his ultimate match? Hmm…
Other than that, had a bit of painful news this week. Got a rejection letter from Ravenous for a short story. It wasn't unexpected now that I look over the story now. More sex and no story - which isn't all that good. So, I shelved it.
Still working on my Familiar's story for Samhain. It's coming along actually better than I thought. Easily added in over 5000 words and added in multiple scenes and increased current scenes. Finished chapter one and sent it to a cp to see if I kept the same feeling throughout the updates. That's the fear that I didn't keep the same aura and scope thru the story. I can't lose what it initially had to bring it to the attention of the editor.
Then, during a drive home from the office, my mind began rolling through another idea. It was an opening scene of a witch/sorceress standing on a turret of a small castle staring up at the sky at a lone dragon flying over. She wants to capture this dragon from the other land and hold him for her own lover, slave, or pet. All she knows is that he is a powerful dragon warrior and shifts back to one of the most handsome men in the lands. Until now, he has felt disdain for her family and land and has fought multiple battles on opposing sides.
Only now, in this small hidden castle, with a powerful special arrow, can she bring him down in a way that will not injure him, but make him powerless for her to capture.
What will this come too?? I’m not sure, but gonna look forward to binding this powerful dragon while this sorceress has her delicious way to him. Will he come to his knees and realize she’s his ultimate match? Hmm…
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Single Story vs Series Story
As I write stories or get new ideas for future stories, I realize that most of mine involve families or groups. So most are not just about one man and one woman. One or both of the characters have other siblings and family members outside this initial story that either add or caused the story to start or continue.
For instance, in one story that is in progress - a young woman appears on a rocky outcropping overlooking the ocean. She is sent years back in the past of their home location by her older sisters who were 'testing' her abilities. While trying to figure out where she is, she is captured by a dragon and wakes up in the arms of a handsome man who seduces her, draws her into his life and the story of the dragon. Until it is time for her to return to the present and teach her sisters the same lesson about screwing around with someone's destiny and fate.
Even though this story is still in progress, I'm getting snippets of ideas about her returning to her sisters and sending each one - one by one - through the rifts of time to find their own destiny and potential mate.
I even have a huge series in the wings that I've worked on since high school - off and on - about a company of undercover agents - not government per say - and their adventures and romance. Part of me wants to add a spin of paranormal to each one to flesh them out even further. They all intermingle and entwine with one another and the company plays a major background role and setting.
Since I could read, I've always read series books - all the Sweet Valley series, the Babysitter's Club, and then growing up into various series. Even know, if I love one book in a series, I end up buying the entire set so I don't loose track of the wonderful characters and storylines going on.
Does anyone else find themself writing more series-based stories with hope they will all come out?? or stay strictly with single based stories??
For instance, in one story that is in progress - a young woman appears on a rocky outcropping overlooking the ocean. She is sent years back in the past of their home location by her older sisters who were 'testing' her abilities. While trying to figure out where she is, she is captured by a dragon and wakes up in the arms of a handsome man who seduces her, draws her into his life and the story of the dragon. Until it is time for her to return to the present and teach her sisters the same lesson about screwing around with someone's destiny and fate.
Even though this story is still in progress, I'm getting snippets of ideas about her returning to her sisters and sending each one - one by one - through the rifts of time to find their own destiny and potential mate.
I even have a huge series in the wings that I've worked on since high school - off and on - about a company of undercover agents - not government per say - and their adventures and romance. Part of me wants to add a spin of paranormal to each one to flesh them out even further. They all intermingle and entwine with one another and the company plays a major background role and setting.
Since I could read, I've always read series books - all the Sweet Valley series, the Babysitter's Club, and then growing up into various series. Even know, if I love one book in a series, I end up buying the entire set so I don't loose track of the wonderful characters and storylines going on.
Does anyone else find themself writing more series-based stories with hope they will all come out?? or stay strictly with single based stories??
Single Story vs Series Story
As I write stories or get new ideas for future stories, I realize that most of mine involve families or groups. So most are not just about one man and one woman. One or both of the characters have other siblings and family members outside this initial story that either add or caused the story to start or continue.
For instance, in one story that is in progress - a young woman appears on a rocky outcropping overlooking the ocean. She is sent years back in the past of their home location by her older sisters who were 'testing' her abilities. While trying to figure out where she is, she is captured by a dragon and wakes up in the arms of a handsome man who seduces her, draws her into his life and the story of the dragon. Until it is time for her to return to the present and teach her sisters the same lesson about screwing around with someone's destiny and fate.
Even though this story is still in progress, I'm getting snippets of ideas about her returning to her sisters and sending each one - one by one - through the rifts of time to find their own destiny and potential mate.
I even have a huge series in the wings that I've worked on since high school - off and on - about a company of undercover agents - not government per say - and their adventures and romance. Part of me wants to add a spin of paranormal to each one to flesh them out even further. They all intermingle and entwine with one another and the company plays a major background role and setting.
Since I could read, I've always read series books - all the Sweet Valley series, the Babysitter's Club, and then growing up into various series. Even know, if I love one book in a series, I end up buying the entire set so I don't loose track of the wonderful characters and storylines going on.
Does anyone else find themself writing more series-based stories with hope they will all come out?? or stay strictly with single based stories??
For instance, in one story that is in progress - a young woman appears on a rocky outcropping overlooking the ocean. She is sent years back in the past of their home location by her older sisters who were 'testing' her abilities. While trying to figure out where she is, she is captured by a dragon and wakes up in the arms of a handsome man who seduces her, draws her into his life and the story of the dragon. Until it is time for her to return to the present and teach her sisters the same lesson about screwing around with someone's destiny and fate.
Even though this story is still in progress, I'm getting snippets of ideas about her returning to her sisters and sending each one - one by one - through the rifts of time to find their own destiny and potential mate.
I even have a huge series in the wings that I've worked on since high school - off and on - about a company of undercover agents - not government per say - and their adventures and romance. Part of me wants to add a spin of paranormal to each one to flesh them out even further. They all intermingle and entwine with one another and the company plays a major background role and setting.
Since I could read, I've always read series books - all the Sweet Valley series, the Babysitter's Club, and then growing up into various series. Even know, if I love one book in a series, I end up buying the entire set so I don't loose track of the wonderful characters and storylines going on.
Does anyone else find themself writing more series-based stories with hope they will all come out?? or stay strictly with single based stories??
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Catching Up
Phew... It's been a few days since I last posted. Eek... Sorry about that.
Not much happened on Saturday other than the kitties finding a new place to curl up. On a pile of my drying sweaters and towels. When one was stretched out across the top, the other kept climbing up the chair and standing up on the table trying to get the other to move. And then the reverse happened. For most of the day, one or the other or both were on my sweater pile. Sigh... Of course I would have put a black sweater that shows every single cat hair on the top for them to lay on. They were none to pleased when mommy dismantled the pile and took it all away.
On Sunday - I paused in my writing to clean my little apartment from top to bottom. Even to the point of moving furniture and other things to thoroughly dust and vaccuum everything. I was pretty proud of myself. The kitties just looked on wondering what the heck I was doing and then disappearing when the vaccuum started roaring.
By the time I finished, my friends arrived for an afternoon of girl time. We laughed and ate away the afternoon, back to our old antics with me being caught in the middle. Of the three of us - I'm the most quiet and they razz me all the time. They mean good though until I pop in with a shocker statement that makes them think twice about what's going through my head.
Both are still wondering how me - the single one of the group - can get the steamy ideas of being an erotica romance writer. I just tell them it's an overactive imagination. With just a battery buddy at the moment, I let my mind soar wherever it wants in that sensual world. For now, it's keeping me full of ideas.
Speaking of ideas... still working on a short story I want to send to Raveneous - what they call a Rendevous. I have the picture in my head but it's being stubborn when I'm trying to get that image into words. Why is it? I know what I want to write.. but it just doesn't want to come through. It's very irritating and a very important scene. It connects the scenes I already have and increases the sensuality level that I desire to put in this story...
A story of a woman waiting for a lover to show up, but someone she hadn't thought of in her bed appears behind her instead and enacts of all of her fantasies that she only told her best friend.
Not much happened on Saturday other than the kitties finding a new place to curl up. On a pile of my drying sweaters and towels. When one was stretched out across the top, the other kept climbing up the chair and standing up on the table trying to get the other to move. And then the reverse happened. For most of the day, one or the other or both were on my sweater pile. Sigh... Of course I would have put a black sweater that shows every single cat hair on the top for them to lay on. They were none to pleased when mommy dismantled the pile and took it all away.
On Sunday - I paused in my writing to clean my little apartment from top to bottom. Even to the point of moving furniture and other things to thoroughly dust and vaccuum everything. I was pretty proud of myself. The kitties just looked on wondering what the heck I was doing and then disappearing when the vaccuum started roaring.
By the time I finished, my friends arrived for an afternoon of girl time. We laughed and ate away the afternoon, back to our old antics with me being caught in the middle. Of the three of us - I'm the most quiet and they razz me all the time. They mean good though until I pop in with a shocker statement that makes them think twice about what's going through my head.
Both are still wondering how me - the single one of the group - can get the steamy ideas of being an erotica romance writer. I just tell them it's an overactive imagination. With just a battery buddy at the moment, I let my mind soar wherever it wants in that sensual world. For now, it's keeping me full of ideas.
Speaking of ideas... still working on a short story I want to send to Raveneous - what they call a Rendevous. I have the picture in my head but it's being stubborn when I'm trying to get that image into words. Why is it? I know what I want to write.. but it just doesn't want to come through. It's very irritating and a very important scene. It connects the scenes I already have and increases the sensuality level that I desire to put in this story...
A story of a woman waiting for a lover to show up, but someone she hadn't thought of in her bed appears behind her instead and enacts of all of her fantasies that she only told her best friend.
Catching Up
Phew... It's been a few days since I last posted. Eek... Sorry about that.
Not much happened on Saturday other than the kitties finding a new place to curl up. On a pile of my drying sweaters and towels. When one was stretched out across the top, the other kept climbing up the chair and standing up on the table trying to get the other to move. And then the reverse happened. For most of the day, one or the other or both were on my sweater pile. Sigh... Of course I would have put a black sweater that shows every single cat hair on the top for them to lay on. They were none to pleased when mommy dismantled the pile and took it all away.
On Sunday - I paused in my writing to clean my little apartment from top to bottom. Even to the point of moving furniture and other things to thoroughly dust and vaccuum everything. I was pretty proud of myself. The kitties just looked on wondering what the heck I was doing and then disappearing when the vaccuum started roaring.
By the time I finished, my friends arrived for an afternoon of girl time. We laughed and ate away the afternoon, back to our old antics with me being caught in the middle. Of the three of us - I'm the most quiet and they razz me all the time. They mean good though until I pop in with a shocker statement that makes them think twice about what's going through my head.
Both are still wondering how me - the single one of the group - can get the steamy ideas of being an erotica romance writer. I just tell them it's an overactive imagination. With just a battery buddy at the moment, I let my mind soar wherever it wants in that sensual world. For now, it's keeping me full of ideas.
Speaking of ideas... still working on a short story I want to send to Raveneous - what they call a Rendevous. I have the picture in my head but it's being stubborn when I'm trying to get that image into words. Why is it? I know what I want to write.. but it just doesn't want to come through. It's very irritating and a very important scene. It connects the scenes I already have and increases the sensuality level that I desire to put in this story...
A story of a woman waiting for a lover to show up, but someone she hadn't thought of in her bed appears behind her instead and enacts of all of her fantasies that she only told her best friend.
Not much happened on Saturday other than the kitties finding a new place to curl up. On a pile of my drying sweaters and towels. When one was stretched out across the top, the other kept climbing up the chair and standing up on the table trying to get the other to move. And then the reverse happened. For most of the day, one or the other or both were on my sweater pile. Sigh... Of course I would have put a black sweater that shows every single cat hair on the top for them to lay on. They were none to pleased when mommy dismantled the pile and took it all away.
On Sunday - I paused in my writing to clean my little apartment from top to bottom. Even to the point of moving furniture and other things to thoroughly dust and vaccuum everything. I was pretty proud of myself. The kitties just looked on wondering what the heck I was doing and then disappearing when the vaccuum started roaring.
By the time I finished, my friends arrived for an afternoon of girl time. We laughed and ate away the afternoon, back to our old antics with me being caught in the middle. Of the three of us - I'm the most quiet and they razz me all the time. They mean good though until I pop in with a shocker statement that makes them think twice about what's going through my head.
Both are still wondering how me - the single one of the group - can get the steamy ideas of being an erotica romance writer. I just tell them it's an overactive imagination. With just a battery buddy at the moment, I let my mind soar wherever it wants in that sensual world. For now, it's keeping me full of ideas.
Speaking of ideas... still working on a short story I want to send to Raveneous - what they call a Rendevous. I have the picture in my head but it's being stubborn when I'm trying to get that image into words. Why is it? I know what I want to write.. but it just doesn't want to come through. It's very irritating and a very important scene. It connects the scenes I already have and increases the sensuality level that I desire to put in this story...
A story of a woman waiting for a lover to show up, but someone she hadn't thought of in her bed appears behind her instead and enacts of all of her fantasies that she only told her best friend.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Busy, Busy, Busy & A New Idea
Oh, man, today has been busy busy busy!!
Another looooooooong to-do list on my memo pad. Luckily, most of it has been checked off over the course of the day. As soon as I got in, I've been working. Stuffing envelopes... Stuffing more envelopes... and more.. then stuffing my own envelopes for my job - tax organizers. I still have another set to do but my poor fingers are crying for relief.... In between, I've been tied up with so many other things.
And of course need to fill out more paperwork to update my college loan stuff.... I'll be paying till I'm old and gray... wait, I'm already going gray... we'll just say I'l pay until I'm in my grave and maybe even after that. Still, I loved my time in college and wished I made more of it at the time, but that's hindsight for you.
:: hold on.... work interrupts once again ::
Okay.... I'm back. Sigh...
On to the idea... I always get new ideas when working on a current wip, but I'm also working on various wips at the same time. It just seems to be a thing I do, I've done that for years. Perhaps since I get stuck in one area on a wip, I hop over to another that's nagging me to work on it.
For the last few days.... which is telling me this is a strong idea... I have the image of a lady standing near a meadow, staring up at a night sky, with snow falling around her. All around are various colored cougars/mountain lions/pumas interacting in different ways, from playing, to cavorting in a more sexual fashion, to tracking and killing, and all other feline activities. A daughter of this pride/clan, she's supposed to change into her cougar - crying in her mind - but she's unable to transform into the cougar. She has some of the genetics, but not the one to physically change her form. While she may be a part of the pride, she's still an outcast. On this night, a night of the equinox/season change, when most unmated cougars find a mate or potential mate to produce new litters in the warm months, she has this craving as well. Because of her outcast - she is alone. Until she catches sight of the other 'outcast' of the pride - a pure-white cougar - prowling on the edges. When their eyes meet, he bounds away in the snow and she takes off after him.
After that.... well, I'm still working on it. Trying to just get it down on the screen first before it all disappears.
We'll see if it turns into something...
Another looooooooong to-do list on my memo pad. Luckily, most of it has been checked off over the course of the day. As soon as I got in, I've been working. Stuffing envelopes... Stuffing more envelopes... and more.. then stuffing my own envelopes for my job - tax organizers. I still have another set to do but my poor fingers are crying for relief.... In between, I've been tied up with so many other things.
And of course need to fill out more paperwork to update my college loan stuff.... I'll be paying till I'm old and gray... wait, I'm already going gray... we'll just say I'l pay until I'm in my grave and maybe even after that. Still, I loved my time in college and wished I made more of it at the time, but that's hindsight for you.
:: hold on.... work interrupts once again ::
Okay.... I'm back. Sigh...
On to the idea... I always get new ideas when working on a current wip, but I'm also working on various wips at the same time. It just seems to be a thing I do, I've done that for years. Perhaps since I get stuck in one area on a wip, I hop over to another that's nagging me to work on it.
For the last few days.... which is telling me this is a strong idea... I have the image of a lady standing near a meadow, staring up at a night sky, with snow falling around her. All around are various colored cougars/mountain lions/pumas interacting in different ways, from playing, to cavorting in a more sexual fashion, to tracking and killing, and all other feline activities. A daughter of this pride/clan, she's supposed to change into her cougar - crying in her mind - but she's unable to transform into the cougar. She has some of the genetics, but not the one to physically change her form. While she may be a part of the pride, she's still an outcast. On this night, a night of the equinox/season change, when most unmated cougars find a mate or potential mate to produce new litters in the warm months, she has this craving as well. Because of her outcast - she is alone. Until she catches sight of the other 'outcast' of the pride - a pure-white cougar - prowling on the edges. When their eyes meet, he bounds away in the snow and she takes off after him.
After that.... well, I'm still working on it. Trying to just get it down on the screen first before it all disappears.
We'll see if it turns into something...
Busy, Busy, Busy & A New Idea
Oh, man, today has been busy busy busy!!
Another looooooooong to-do list on my memo pad. Luckily, most of it has been checked off over the course of the day. As soon as I got in, I've been working. Stuffing envelopes... Stuffing more envelopes... and more.. then stuffing my own envelopes for my job - tax organizers. I still have another set to do but my poor fingers are crying for relief.... In between, I've been tied up with so many other things.
And of course need to fill out more paperwork to update my college loan stuff.... I'll be paying till I'm old and gray... wait, I'm already going gray... we'll just say I'l pay until I'm in my grave and maybe even after that. Still, I loved my time in college and wished I made more of it at the time, but that's hindsight for you.
:: hold on.... work interrupts once again ::
Okay.... I'm back. Sigh...
On to the idea... I always get new ideas when working on a current wip, but I'm also working on various wips at the same time. It just seems to be a thing I do, I've done that for years. Perhaps since I get stuck in one area on a wip, I hop over to another that's nagging me to work on it.
For the last few days.... which is telling me this is a strong idea... I have the image of a lady standing near a meadow, staring up at a night sky, with snow falling around her. All around are various colored cougars/mountain lions/pumas interacting in different ways, from playing, to cavorting in a more sexual fashion, to tracking and killing, and all other feline activities. A daughter of this pride/clan, she's supposed to change into her cougar - crying in her mind - but she's unable to transform into the cougar. She has some of the genetics, but not the one to physically change her form. While she may be a part of the pride, she's still an outcast. On this night, a night of the equinox/season change, when most unmated cougars find a mate or potential mate to produce new litters in the warm months, she has this craving as well. Because of her outcast - she is alone. Until she catches sight of the other 'outcast' of the pride - a pure-white cougar - prowling on the edges. When their eyes meet, he bounds away in the snow and she takes off after him.
After that.... well, I'm still working on it. Trying to just get it down on the screen first before it all disappears.
We'll see if it turns into something...
Another looooooooong to-do list on my memo pad. Luckily, most of it has been checked off over the course of the day. As soon as I got in, I've been working. Stuffing envelopes... Stuffing more envelopes... and more.. then stuffing my own envelopes for my job - tax organizers. I still have another set to do but my poor fingers are crying for relief.... In between, I've been tied up with so many other things.
And of course need to fill out more paperwork to update my college loan stuff.... I'll be paying till I'm old and gray... wait, I'm already going gray... we'll just say I'l pay until I'm in my grave and maybe even after that. Still, I loved my time in college and wished I made more of it at the time, but that's hindsight for you.
:: hold on.... work interrupts once again ::
Okay.... I'm back. Sigh...
On to the idea... I always get new ideas when working on a current wip, but I'm also working on various wips at the same time. It just seems to be a thing I do, I've done that for years. Perhaps since I get stuck in one area on a wip, I hop over to another that's nagging me to work on it.
For the last few days.... which is telling me this is a strong idea... I have the image of a lady standing near a meadow, staring up at a night sky, with snow falling around her. All around are various colored cougars/mountain lions/pumas interacting in different ways, from playing, to cavorting in a more sexual fashion, to tracking and killing, and all other feline activities. A daughter of this pride/clan, she's supposed to change into her cougar - crying in her mind - but she's unable to transform into the cougar. She has some of the genetics, but not the one to physically change her form. While she may be a part of the pride, she's still an outcast. On this night, a night of the equinox/season change, when most unmated cougars find a mate or potential mate to produce new litters in the warm months, she has this craving as well. Because of her outcast - she is alone. Until she catches sight of the other 'outcast' of the pride - a pure-white cougar - prowling on the edges. When their eyes meet, he bounds away in the snow and she takes off after him.
After that.... well, I'm still working on it. Trying to just get it down on the screen first before it all disappears.
We'll see if it turns into something...
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