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Please close the door and switch on the fun without fail.

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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 second book started. Fortunately, those are the only two lines I happened to see before I folded the paper shut again and banished it to the sort pile across the room. My sister pointed out, in an unusual gesture of support, that this is probably not the kind of book that critics are going to like anyway, so if they had liked it I would have had to ask myself what I'd done wrong. Which is great in theory ("It's not FOR you!"), except that I get the feeling that my critics are saying, "I like a good book of parody, and this ain't it."

Wait, why am I gassing on about bad reviews? I thought this was supposed to be about how I'm really excited about developing a new story which may or may not be FOR you.

A collection of links that've been piling up on me, so forgive me if they're a touch outdated:

All Mel Gibson, all the time!Collapse )

Non-crazy, non-Gibson linkspamCollapse )

I go back to write now. Also, I think we're having breakfast for dinner, yay!

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