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various random December 1 things
Dec. 1st, 2009 01:15 pmOkay, so November was good and bad for writing. I got halfway through NaNo and sort of outran my headlights. The effort wasn't wasted exactly, but it's not a novel yet, either. I'll let that one simmer and see if I come back to it. In the meantime, it was a good distraction from the book I am querying, as well as a mental break from the book I'm revising. I spent the second half of the month (when I wasn't holidaying) working on an outline in which I dig deep into this revision. I think I've made some progress. If I can set the beginning right, I think I'll be much better off as far as focusing the rest of the novel's core. I've been thinking a lot about the characters and the relationships between them and what they really want. I've worked with the first two pages and I'm pleased with how it's going. Um, that's only the first two out of 350? So, a lot of work to do still...
Today Little Sweetie had her playgroup at the house that is on the other side of the next town, down (or up, I should say) a dirt road, on the top of a hill that has a funny name like Frizzly Mountain or something equally odd. Which meant I spent most of the morning driving, but I always like that drive because it's a chance to just take in nature. That's where the buffalo are, and wide green fields, and tree-covered hills with hawks soaring overhead, and forks of the White River that are not white, but the color of green-tinted copper. Now that the leaves are off, you can see that they were only covering the scars of last year's ice storm. It's kind of like the economy--you can do some emergency measures, but true healing is going to take time.
This weekend was DD1's birthday, as well as baptism (she is 8). My parents came, which made the kids happy. PMB even remembered them and went to them, which isn't something you can always count on with a one-year-old. That on top of Thanksgiving sort of made for a food-intensive week, even with my parents' nonfat diet. I think we'll be doing carrot sticks for a while...
What else? Oh, my kids are all in the nativity play. DD1 is Mary, the boys are shepherds, and Little Sweetie is her choice of barn animal (she wants to be a sheep). They are all looking forward to it. Several times a day they tell me they need costumes. Um, first I need to take care of the Christmas shopping and deal with PMB the resident orangutang. And see if I can come up with a violin descant to What Child is This.
Okay, off to stuff kids with macaroni (every 4-year-old's dream cuisine, right?) and make some phone calls, and then if there's any time left, sneak in a bit more revising. I realize full well that agents are either reading over the holidays, or hiding from their tottering pile of hopeful material, and no matter how much I might hope otherwise, there are no radio signals in December. Which means that I am going to dig in on the revision and get it right this time.
Happy December!
Today Little Sweetie had her playgroup at the house that is on the other side of the next town, down (or up, I should say) a dirt road, on the top of a hill that has a funny name like Frizzly Mountain or something equally odd. Which meant I spent most of the morning driving, but I always like that drive because it's a chance to just take in nature. That's where the buffalo are, and wide green fields, and tree-covered hills with hawks soaring overhead, and forks of the White River that are not white, but the color of green-tinted copper. Now that the leaves are off, you can see that they were only covering the scars of last year's ice storm. It's kind of like the economy--you can do some emergency measures, but true healing is going to take time.
This weekend was DD1's birthday, as well as baptism (she is 8). My parents came, which made the kids happy. PMB even remembered them and went to them, which isn't something you can always count on with a one-year-old. That on top of Thanksgiving sort of made for a food-intensive week, even with my parents' nonfat diet. I think we'll be doing carrot sticks for a while...
What else? Oh, my kids are all in the nativity play. DD1 is Mary, the boys are shepherds, and Little Sweetie is her choice of barn animal (she wants to be a sheep). They are all looking forward to it. Several times a day they tell me they need costumes. Um, first I need to take care of the Christmas shopping and deal with PMB the resident orangutang. And see if I can come up with a violin descant to What Child is This.
Okay, off to stuff kids with macaroni (every 4-year-old's dream cuisine, right?) and make some phone calls, and then if there's any time left, sneak in a bit more revising. I realize full well that agents are either reading over the holidays, or hiding from their tottering pile of hopeful material, and no matter how much I might hope otherwise, there are no radio signals in December. Which means that I am going to dig in on the revision and get it right this time.
Happy December!
