National Novel Writing Month...

...is November and I've been writing my chubby little fingers to the bone.

Three days left and I'm at 44K. I want to get to 50K today - which may not be the end of the book.
You see, I have another book waiting for me - not one in my head - one sitting on the chest that serves as my coffee table and too-be-read-stack holder. It's 1000+ pages: Under the Dome - King's new tome.

My book? It's tentatively title Prophecy. It's about a woman, Kate Riley, who has been reincarnated for centuries, a Wise Woman who holds the secrets of the Old Ways but who, in this life, doesn't know it -- yet. Soon she has to realize that she is one of the many women throughout the world who were chosen hundreds of years ago -- women chosen to live many lives until the time comes when the human race no longer has it's technology and needs to return to the Old Ways. That time is soon coming - 12-21-12. Kate is a scientist and doesn't believe in ancient prophecies and Patrick Brendan, the man who's followed her and protected her throughout all her lifetimes, has to show Kate her destiny. But Patrick is hiding his own secret. He is a werewolf, the way he's been able to guard Kate for hundreds of years. Will Patrick divulge his secret to make Kate believe in her destiny? And would Kate be able to love him, knowing what he is?

My New Great Nephew

Logan Anthony Giordani - parents: Tony and Alyssa

I'm Back!

I had several rough months (and I didn't even know it). Go to www.mitzimusings.blogspot.com for the story - too long to repeat.

I'm back to writing and back to blogging.

I went back to writing with a vengeance: I'm doing National Novel Writing Month, affectionately known as NaNo. I'm nowhere near where my word count should be, but, hey, I'm also working full time and trying to keep my BP down. I'm trudging along with a working title: Prophecy - it's about women who hold the old ways in their genetic memory and the werewolves who've guarded them throughout centuries until now as 2012 and the possibility of a time when all our technologies will fail us and the Old Ways are needed for the human race to survive.

Wow! That sounds like an elevator pitch.

I can't wait to get home after work and get back to writing!

Julia and Julie

I just saw the movie and watched it as a writer, one who would like to be published in novel-length one day.

I loved Julia; hated Julie.
Julia was charming and wanted to do something in a world that devalued women's abilities.
Julie was a self-centered, self-serving whiny brat in a world that was struggling through a terrorist attack.

Julia was a class act. Julie is not.
Both had husbands who loved them.
Guess which one deserved it.

My Second Job

Writing really is my second job.

I just worked most of the weekend on a short story.
The call for submissions came over the loop by email on August 12 and the due date was August 17 by 11 AM. When I read that email I was scheduled for a business trip the next day. I was in Pittsburgh for my day job until August 14, wiped out and my brain fried by the time I got home Friday evening.

So I set some goals for writing over the weekend and started yesterday morning. By this morning I had almost 4000 words. By this evening I'd reviewed, revised and sent it off.

My WIPs for this month include finishing a second novella for review by my editor at The Wild Rose Press, a Halloween story for a contest (winners to be included in an anthology), two blog interviews and a Christmas story (another call for submissions due the end of this month).

I also want to rewrite Moonstone Magic and send Elizabeth Peacock and the Body on Abbey Road out to agent and an editor who requested partials.

Even if I didn't work full time, that would be a lot to do.

But the feeling I get from completing a writing goal, from sending it off to an editor, is so great I can't wait to get started on the next project.

Writing is my second job and I'm building my credits so that when I retire, writing will be my only job.

Rainy Sunday Afternoons

The good thing about rainy Sunday afternoons is that I can indulge in hours of reading...hours of escape. I did and am still doing just that today.
This is one of the best books I've read so far this year. I love the writing, I love the premise, I love the characters.
And now I must plan on going to the Channel Islands.

And another thing...

I seem to be either working or writing, so tomorrow I may Musikfest.
Yeah, I know that's not a verb but it is in the Lehigh Valley.