Well, this kind of changes things. In reading y'all's comments (which were extremely helpful), I got an email from emerybored in which she basically said, "Based on your livejournal writings over the past couple of years, I think you might be experiencing hypomania."  (Which totally sounds like a Def Leppard album, by the way). So, in addition to the links ( Read more... )

3500 4600 5200 words yesterday. I'm telling you, I go through such long dry spells and crippling bouts of deadline-induced block, only to turn around and binge now and then. I won't be keeping this pace up very long, so don't envy me too much--I have to make hay while the sun shines. I can feel myself running out of steam, too--coming to the end of ( Read more... )

I wrote 5600 words tonight, and then I was tired, but then I couldn't sleep, so I got up and wrote 2000 more. Like, just now. What the hell, people. It was mostly talking myself through a plot outline, which takes up a great deal more space than polished narrative, but I feel good about what I came up with. And a little exhausted. But I still don't ( Read more... )

I wrote 5300 words yesterday, because I am the mack. This was particularly nice after my publisher sent me another complimentary clipping--a review that included the phrase "in-yer-face unsubtlety" and ended with "this is probably one for the bathroom." Which is, of course, exactly what I need to hear while I'm struggling with trying to even get a ( Read more... )

I now know which fashion designer and Eddie Izzard line I am.

Soooo cooooold. My mother keeps making rumblings of hope about my class being canceled tonight. For sleet. Dude, I know this is Alabama, but even we don't cancel shit for sleet.Trying to get back into the swing of things. I have these awful highs and lows--I mean, not "Girl, Interrupted ( Read more... )