So wow….I haven’t checked in in a few days. It’s been a crazy hectic week including dinner last night with my sons and two of #2′s friends–yes I had a cocktail. It was the only way to survive supper with four teenagers (there is no grammatically correct way to say this–but one of them, his mother is so gorgeous and so sweet/funny I named a character after her–she also has a great name. ANYWAYYYYYY dinner was okay, cocktails were great Also met a really hot (really expensive) plumber this week, AND we had a basketball game Tuesday night so it’s been a bit nutso around the casa.
The Lovely Emma is busy doing a new site design for me. I’m hoping we can get it up and going by the time Hittin’ It comes out (which OMG is like seven weeks away!). You know, it’s funny, normally about the time I have a book coming out, I’m under deadline. This is the first time in WHOA two years, I HAVEN’T had a deadline and a simultaneous release! WOOT! So look for a fun contest starting Feb 1 and running through Valentines Day.
Just because I”m not under deadline doesn’t mean I’m not writing. I’m taking Margie Lawson’s Defeating Self-Defeating Behavour Class as part of “Get Your Shit Together in 09″. One of my goals I started working on while I was off over the holidays was cranking out 5 pages a day. 5 pages isn’t that many. I did VERY well while I was off but now that I’m back at work it’s been a little tougher. I’m pushing through though (and also working on being more positive–thus the class which is really helping!).
I’m FINALLY back to getting up early (and working on getting up earlier). And I’m working on re-working my mornings to include a walk/exercise and some writing time. I have time. I don’t have to be at work until 9 and I get up about six anyway, so come on!Â It was so nice (aka not winter like) this moring I got up at 5:45, got dressed and took the dog for a brisque walk (I also walked wed. afternoon and sunday morning).
This after pigging out over the holidays. I won’t tell you how much weight I gained, but I will tell you that yesterday, my doctor yelled at me. Okay, maybe not YELLED but she was very stern and said I better have lost some weight when I go back in 3 months. And if i don’t go back in three months, her nurses WILL CALL ME! I love my doc. She’s awesome! She doesn’t want me to lose weight just to be thin but for my health.
So anyway… back to writing–I’m just gonna put some stuff out there. I got 10 pages Saturday, 5 Sunday, 2.5 Monday, ZERO Tuesday, 4 Wednesday (GO ME), Thursday was another bust with ZERO but I stayed up too late, and this morning I got 1.5 pages in about 30 minutes. I need about 3 pages, then I can edit and send it off to my lovely agent!
So there I am writing along this morning, trying to focus, trying not to think about Agent Holly reading and out comes the perfect hook. I love hooks. I love GREAT hooks. I’m usually pretty good at them…to the point I don’t have to work too hard at it. But if i don’t have a good hook, I don’t sweat it.
â€œEvening.â€ I looked up into Booneâ€™s dark eyes. He wore a different rock band t-shirt tonight; it was clean but just as faded, and he hadnâ€™t bothered to shave–again. He still looked scruffy, and his eyes were tired. As if he hadnâ€™t gotten much sleep lately.Â I didnâ€™t care. I didnâ€™t care what he did when we werenâ€™t together.Â This was a business arrangement, and Boone was a big boy.Â â€œWay to blend in.â€
â€œCharity.â€ We stared at each other, the silence between us thick and heavy with more than just sexual tensions.Â Thick with recognition; we both knew what we were, why we were here. â€œYou have a change of heart?â€ he finally asked.
And we both knew I hadnâ€™t changed my mind. â€œWhat kind of girl do you think I am?â€ I quipped. â€œOf course not.â€ I rolled the window back up, threw my keys in my purse and pushed the door open.
Boone slammed it closed for me.
â€œWe should go in separately.â€Â I took a deep breath, praying he wouldnâ€™t notice how jittery I was. I blamed it on excitement; nothing more. â€œHow willâ€”” how would he know when Iâ€™d found someone to fuck.
â€œIâ€™ll be watching,â€ he said, as if heâ€™d read my mind.
It’s been so long since I’ve worked on something that’s NOT contracted and I have to say I”m really enjoying myself. Charity is bad. Boone is badder. And I’m not even sure I’ve met the “hero” yet–and I use that term loosely because I don’t think this is a book with a real hero/heroine setup.
So how’s your 09 so far? What are you working on? Is it new, is it different? I have to get my last couple of pages now….then I have to go work on the rest of today’s WINNER list.