Wednesday, August 31, 2011

#Row80 Check-In 8/31

About that progress....

Oneiros saw 777 words added. I was only able to get to it one day since the last check-in. The rest of the time was spent on formatting Where to Belong, reformatting, re-reformatting, and so on. And no, I didn't type up that cheat sheet yet. I have the catalogs tagged and ready to use. I just have to put all these other projects aside long enough to make it.

Updates so far for Where to Belong:
The paperback version is approved and available. That was pretty near painless.
Kindle version is another story. I thought that would be the easiest part. Maybe I'm just misunderstanding something along the way. Hoping to have it all squared away sometime soon.
Smashwords (super easy) is live. I'm still awaiting approval for their premium catalog, which is Apple and such, and thinking I caught everything that would have held it up. I'm horrible at waiting.

I am off tomorrow and am hoping that I will focus on Oneiros and let go of Where to Belong for a little while. When all the avenues are filled, I'll do a little more about getting it out there. It will be a week or so before I get my first shipment. Those are for reviews, local indie shops, and the local library (after friends and family get their copies, of course).

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

LIVE (kind of)

I finally clicked "Approve". Where to Belong has gone live. Mostly. Well, it takes a little time to activate. But anyway...

If you want a paperback copy:

Still waiting on the Kindle version through Amazon. I'll update that when it is available.
Smashwords is live. It is still awaiting approval for the premium catalog (which I am really, really hoping I did it right) but is otherwise available:

So, there it is. Not as epic as I thought it would be. Fail on my part because I didn't pick a day to release it. Oops. Now I know for next time. Until then, it's just me, a glass of ice tea, a half eaten box of fig newtons, and the nuttiest kitten I've ever laid eyes on. That, and it's way past my bed time.

Sunday, August 28, 2011

#Row80 Check-In 8/28

I finally sat down last night with my WIP with the determination to actually progress the story. It took a few hours of staring at a blinking cursor, blaring music, and cuddling the kitten to get a little more than 100 words out. No, that isn't much. Maybe half a page. Meager. But considering that I couldn't keep my head in the story for two weeks now, it was progress.

I knew what I wanted to write, but it just wouldn't come. I knew I was on to something when I noticed I had turned down the music. It is blaring when I first sit down and review my last entries. The volume slowly comes down as I start to focus and find the words I'm looking for. I'm hoping this means I'm back in business. Just have to stick with it now.

Today will be a challenge. I have my usual Sunday happenings. I also have homework from the office. I'm supposed to type up a order cheat sheet for supplies for my replacement. I didn't have a cheat sheet when I started, but I'll play nice. So I get to go through two massive catalogues and weed out the things I often order. It would be easier, I think, to look over past order forms. But that's just my opinion.

One more thing. It is time to get back to formatting Where to Belong for Smashwords. CreateSpace has sent me one more paperback proof to approve. This has to be it. I'll explode if I try to change one more thing about it. So once I click approve, it will go live within days. I was aiming to have it go live through Smashwords at the same time. We'll see how well that goes. With my scrambled concentration as of late, I don't know if I will survive any more formatting. I am so very close to paying someone to do it for me. It also means that I need to get serious about my options for my author page and sales routes.

Life would be so much easier if I could just write all day. :)

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

#Row80 Check-In 8/24

Another non-progressive check-in. This time it was more along the lines of unable to get to the WIP rather than no desire to. I plan on diving into it as soon as this is posted. I've been reading and watching movies, so I am very ready to get back to work. Too long of a break.

We brought home the kitten we adopted Sunday and he has been nonstop action. I've yet to see him sleep. Today was the first day that he was given free roam of the house. He has been staying in the TV room while we were at work. As soon as we come home and open that door, he explodes out of the room and never slows. Thus I only have blurry pictures of him. Hoping he chills soon so I can put together a Picasa album of him.

Oliver is starting to warm up to him. He still growls and sneaks away when the kitten gets too excited and bounces on him. I found him sleeping on top the cabinets at lunch. Guess that was his safe place. He is under my desk right now, and the kitten is doing laps around the room. And oh, the Snowshoe attitude and chatter. Gotta love it!

In other news, I am officially part time. Well, officially on my way to part time. Doc FINALLY hired a girl. If I can have her up to speed on the office functions, I will have a much freer schedule by Labor Day. And more "Yey" to go along with that: I got a call from a good friend of mine in Dallas whom I haven't been able to keep in touch with as of late. She, too, has been fighting to get part time work. Starting after Labor Day, she will also be part time. We have plans to get the group back together and spending the weekend on the river and in the Jeeps. Unless it is still blistering hot out. Then I will be leaving my whiny butt in the ACed house with a boat load of chick flicks. We're not as outdoorsy as we used to be.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

#Row80 Check-In 8/21

Epic fail. That is all I can come up with to describe my progress. I can say that I opened the WIP since last check-in. I read it over and made minor adjustments. But that is all. A combination of upsets and health issues has left my muse bloodied and bruised and cowering in the corner. This past week has been a real doozy and I know I have probably another week of it to come. But I have an excellent support group and amazing friends and family. They have really stepped up as of late and made this all bearable.

The last time I froze in my writing like this it took me just shy of a month to get back to it. I'm hoping to be back in business much sooner than that.

I looked over several check-ins while delaying in writing this one. Sounds like everyone is doing very well and cheering each other along. Good work, fellow ROWers. Keep it up.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

#Row80 Check-In 8/17

I have not touched my project at all this week. It is just now starting to come back to me. I'll probably sit down with it today or tomorrow and try again. Thanks to everyone for all the kind words and support. Much appreciated. I didn't get around to very many check-ins this last time around, but it sounds like everyone is doing very well. Good to hear.

Until next time.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Catching On

Little has happened since my last post. I've pretty much stayed close to home and kept busy with cleaning and reading. Don't ask me what I've read because I've retained nothing. So I guess I'll be rereading much of that.

We've had lots of visitors this weekend. Mom stopped by and dropped off a pot of her home made spaghetti sauce. That makes everything better. Several friends have come by with plenty of cheer. Much appreciated. Colt's parents came by Sunday with a kitten. We didn't keep her, but she was fun to play with. Fatty didn't like her at all, but we figured that much. The kitten found a home later that day with Colt's grandmother.

I noticed a these past few days that Fatty (Oliver) is hiding more than usual, and when he does come out, he creeps everywhere he goes. We figured out that he is scared from the night Scooter got sick. When Scooter went lame, he was wailing and thrashing around, so I locked Oliver in another room since I didn't know what had happened. I didn't know if Scooter got caught in something, or something fell on him, or some kind a spider bite, no clue. All I knew is he was in lots of pain and acted like his back legs were broken. Thus, all Oliver knows is Scooter got hurt, then disappeared.

He is most cautious in the hall where I found Scooter. Anywhere else in the house, he wigs if there is the slightest noise. Then he goes into hiding for hours. We've been coaxing him out with treats, but that stopped working last night. He has been getting us up at 5am to play and cuddle. I got up with him yesterday and came downstairs. He was better for a little while, then went recluse on us again. It's gotten to be a game (a sad game) to find where he disappears to. Places I've found him are under the bed, behind my desk, behind the bedroom door, and in the linen closet. We'll get him to come out for a short time, then a loud truck will drive by or the wind will blow or a bird chirp outside and he'll bolt. Then that's it, end of the Fatty Show.

Today is better, though. He ate all his food (I still fill both bowls) and came out on his own. He even sat in my lap a little while this afternoon. He plays with a few of the toys we have out for him. He even sat in the window and sunned. Still skittish, but getting much better.

We have been looking for a new kitten to attempt to fill the void. I know it won't be another Scooter, but hoping it will be close. We always joked that we would "Repet" him if anything happened to him. But that is fictional as of yet. So we set out to find another Snowshoe. I found some at a Siamese Rescue, but they were asking unreal amounts of cash for rescue kittens. Then we would have been on our own to get their shots and what not. Found another at a private shelter. He was as close to a clone of Scooter as we could have possibly gotten, but he was also older. We don't want to upset Oliver any more that what has already happened, so we figured an older one would only push him around (he's a big baby). A kitten seems to be the safest way to go. Found one in another shelter about 2 hrs from here. He is a three month old Snowshoe that was rescued from a kill-shelter. He gets fixed and the last of his kitten shots this upcoming Saturday. I called his foster family and they agreed to hold him for us. We bring him home Sunday.

Sunday, August 14, 2011

#Row80 Check-In 8/14 and Loss

Wednesday night saw a few hundred words, as did Thursday. But Thursday night, one of our cats got really sick. My husband took him to the emergency vet and they diagnosed him with a blood clot in his spine. There is a big technical name for it, but I haven't bothered to remember what it is. They were optimistic at first, sure they could break up the clot and send him home the next day with a lifetime supply of blood thinners to prevent another from forming. He took a turn for the worse Friday and they gave him 24 hrs. I just knew he was going to come home. He was an absolute pistol and nothing kept him down. Even with them saying how much damage the clot had caused, he was acting no different, minus being paralyzed from his middle back. He was his usual chatty, squirmy, goofy self.

That just might have been the hardest thing my husband and I have ever done. We buried him yesterday. The past two days have been terrible without the little (not that he was little) stinker following us around and yowling and playing. He was only seven years old and in good health. It was a total shocker. Neither of us were prepared for it. Our other cat, Oliver, has been hiding ever since. He comes out at 5am to cuddle and play, then disappears. He's hardly touched his food. I think we all are missing Scooter tremendously. Seven years is not long at all for a cat, and it wasn't nearly long enough for us. But in that short amount of time he managed to win over everyone who ever met him. This isn't our house, it was Scooter's. These past three nights have been hard to sleep without him fighting me for my pillow. He was my constant shadow. Every time we sat down to watch a movie, play a game, read, whatever, he was right there. Even my writing. He had a chair in my office next to mine where he would curl up and snore while I wrote. So I haven't written since. I've only gone into my office to feed the tort.

So I haven't accomplished anything in my goals. I haven't gotten my computer to check Twitter or anything, so if I've missed anyone, my apologies. I'm downstairs blogging on my hubby's computer at the moment. I'll probably check in with everyone tonight. Hoping everyone else has a much better check in. I'll try to get around to everyone's before Wednesday.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

#Row80 Check-In 8/10

Not too bad of a check-in. One wimpy day, but the other two are not too shabby. Sunday evening saw 715 words. Monday night was blah. I have an excuse. That was when my proof came in. So I was doing more looking and reading than writing. Monday's final count was 102 (boo). Last night was better. I put out 529 before collapsing into bed. Haven't started tonight yet. No, still didn't hit my 1000 yet this week. Long weekend coming up. It is a busy weekend, thus I'm not sure I will get much accomplished. Sad that it is the half way mark in the campaign. I would like to be farther along with this WIP.

Monday, August 8, 2011


I wasn't expecting this just yet. I received the email that it was printed, but not yet shipped. CreateSpace is that cool!

I stalked the mail man today, and failed. It wasn't our usual carrier. He must have missed it because he circled back and dropped it at our door. At least this time I had someone home to do the happy dance with. Colt and I had celebratory ice cream sandwiches (which is at the moment disliking me) and then he held the book hostage. I finally got it back to snap a few vanity pics to text and post here and there.

*more happy dance*

Now to read it through and make sure it is just right ...

Sunday, August 7, 2011

#Row80 8/7 Check-In

I've only looked at a few fellow ROWers' posts for this check-in. It seems that "Life Happened" to more than just me. So I know I am in good company. Not a good check-in, but not as bad as my "0" check-in. My list of tiny word counts is 199 for Wednesday after checking in, 130, 100, and 162 for last night. Seeing a pattern. Not a good pattern, but hoping to change that. This week has not failed to keep my busy. When I finally got around to sitting down with my WIP, either I couldn't focus or I was too blame tired to think. My original goal of 1000 words per day has rarely been reached. The fall-back of 100 seemed almost unattainable this week. But I know I can do better, so I am going to continue with my orneriness and keep the original goal. When November comes around, I will have to do at least 1,666 words each day to keep up with NaNoWriMo. I have done that and then some last time around. I just have to find that grove I am apparently missing at the moment.

Until next time.

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

#Row 80 8/3 Check-In

I stuck to my WIP Sunday after checking in. The result was great (for me). 1848 words before calling it a day. The rest of the week since then, blah. 230 and 329. I can't believe the 329 from yesterday. I dragged myself to the computer after a lousy Monday and Tuesday at work (the kind of days that made me want to tear up my uniform and bolt for the door screaming, "I'm a writer and you can't catch me!") and forced myself to hit the 100 mark. Then I just went with it. The following 229 words may not seem like much in the story, but I was hardly able to look at the screen for being so exhausted. I guess the same can be said for Monday's writing. Several lines and words I didn't recall using fit in nicely. So my auto-pilot got me through those days. It might have to again tonight. I'm beat but I want to work on the WIP. I have laundry and cleaning to do, but I don't wanna. They'll get done. Tonight. Eventually.