My kidney was twingy for most of the day, so it was good to concentrate on something other than it. I got about 1500 words written yesterday. Most of it is probably pants and will be ditched/changed, but I needed to write something, lol
With the achiness increasing it was handy I went to the GP on Monday and complained about the consultant appointment I’d been given. June?? So, fingers crossed that’ll get bumped up.
Back to figuring out what the hell these two are going to do next.
…and am I ready? Probably not.
I have a list of six wips that I’d like to make a dent in, though I haven’t got the final 3k from Lost Gods that I wanted to get this week. It’s tougher to plug in the extra wordage than I thought… 😉
I got 850 (Sven 3’s minimum this time around) written by midnight on it though, so it stands at 47002. It was a bit of relief as we had a plasterer for 5.5 hours fixing the bodgy mess the engineer had made installing the french windows. Then we had to go shopping, sort the hobbits out, eat, shout at CSI:NY a lot and try to write over The Ent’s snores.
So today’s plan is to make a bit more of a dent in Lost Gods and plan out what I have to write for the contemporary I want to finish, Golden Cupid. And that’s the working title, honest, hehe
To help me, I think I need a little…prodding…
…which is 2 September 2008 *grin*
Sent my blurbage in and I’m waiting for the art form. I have a pic that I’d love to have as a cover…but we’ll wait and see…
I’m off out tonight–yes I know, again–so I made the splash and got my hair cut today. It’s all nice and swishy, which will last until I have to dry it and then my bizarre hair will kick back in. *sigh*
Now I’m heading back to Lost Gods. The first draft is finished. I have to go back and get it to tie together and make sense, lol
Wow, this has rolled around fast!
The lies were no protection. Not anymore…
Anna Shrewsbury is trapped.
The whims of her sister control her life. She wants to be free…and she thought her brother-in-law had helped her find freedom with his last act. But instead, she seems to be the butt of one of his infamous jokes.
She now has a half share in a company she doesn’t want, while her childhood home and her promised sanctuary is bequeathed to a man who hates her. And then there’s the deal. She has to live a week with him. A whole week with Zachary Quinn.
For six years, a shield of lies has protected Anna. But in beginning a new life, she must break away from those lies. Be prepared to face Zach’s fury. And his passion…
Warning, this title contains the following: more sexual tension than you can shake a stick at…
You can get it here
http://www.mybookstoreandmore.com/product_info.php?products_id=787
or at Amazon.com or Amazon.co.uk
…without the internet.
Yes, I was going slightly mental. I lost all concentration while trying to write. I have ‘mental rests’ in between scribblings. I had no idea how vital they were, until I tried to write Friday and Saturday, lol
Anyway, The Ent got it sorted after much hassle with Ornage and it came back around 10pm last night. We then both feverishly feed our addiction to all things webby for about 3 hours… *phew*
Now The Ent’s taken the Hobbits to Yellow Sub to run around for a couple of hours, giving me the chance to post about Past Lies on the Samhain blog. I need peace and quiet and acres of time to navigate the intricacies of that blog! lol But it’s done – hurrah – so now time for breakfast and getting back to Lost Gods.
I should have the first draft of that done today/tomorrow – then I have to go back and fill in all the plot points I discovered while writing it, lol
I have a cold. A nasty, stinky head cold that won’t shift and gave me nightmares about drowning *blech*
Anyway, I have been writing. I was naughty and started my Nocturne Bite wip – Awakening. It’s at 1468 and I’ll probaby work on the plot today. And Lost Gods just hit 40 000 words as of a few minutes ago. So I finally get to post me another reward icon. Yay
And Michelle Hasker has to write up a storm to get her reward icon posted. Hint. Hint…
I got a phone call from Kate Duffy *grin*
I’m not sure I was very coherent, at all. Then technology conspired against me and I got cut off, lol
Anyway, what I can remember and now that I’ve stopped shaking so I can type, is that I was her second choice. (Congrats to Eve Powers for being the Editor’s Choice, btw) I handled first person well and I seem to remember something about the world building and the spaceship. She asked to see more stuff and I said Dark Host was already in New York (hopefully). Her assistant will dig it out.
I’ll have to follow up with an email tomorrow to confirm exactly what I should do. My mind had too much adrenalin and not even coherent thought rushing through it, lol
Everything’s sort of slid away this week.
Lost Gods has chugged to over 33.5k and is stalling a little. I think I need to step back and work out where the end is going.
I reinvented my website yesterday. It’s parred down iweb – wow, that software is bloated – and is about as streamlined as I can get it, lol Hopefully, it loads fast enough… To help that, I put my free reads on here to keep the load time down. I have a few more to add as well *grin* (and I’ve just had to re-paragraph all of them as WordPress had a bit of a freak. Finger crossed the paragraphs stay put now, lol)
And on Tuesday, I went to the GP and he denied that he could give me the CT results and said he couldn’t do a lot of other stuff and generally bemoaned his lot. My heart bled, lolol Anyway, what he could fathom, poor lamb, was that my right kidney has 6% function. It’s useless. So I have a sack of meat sitting in my side that has to come out at some point in the future. Soon would be nice, as I ache… 😉
I read this phrase somewhere in the last few weeks (don’t ask me where, I wish I could attribute it, but zombie children ate my brain). It prefaced a description about how some romance characters are drawn. And I thought…I’ve not really read any. I though this until last night. *sigh*
Now, I’m about half way through the book, so it could be that there’s a reason why the heroine exploded in the hero’s face over an obvious misunderstanding. The main reason at the moment seems to be create a bit of conflict before the next part of the plot kicks in. But then the heroine might be a bit crazy anyway.
I know I would be, if I was in trouble and running away with a man who took me to his ex as a safe hideout. It’s not that bit, I’d be worried about. Ex-wife – cue insecurity and jealousy. The ex is of course, gorgeous, still has the hots for the hero and, naturally, is a bitch. Now cue, lack of sympathy from the reader. No, the bit I’d be concerned about–the heroine wants to form a relationship with the hero, after all–is the way he cuddles, drools and generally fawns all over the heroine…in front of his ex-wife. And this upsets the ex-wife. He doesn’t seem concerned…and our mood swinging psychopath heroine? She’s exultant that he’s cuddling, drooling etc. with no concern for the ex-wife either. *sigh*
Here endeth the rant. Back to reading, lol
A week without a blog post. How bad am I? And how long does a week feel? lol
So news, news, news!
Well, the Brava Novella Contest has opened to voting.
My entry is No 142 Dark Host by Kim Knox. You can go here:
http://www.bravaauthors.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=215
to vote for me! hehe
Seriously, you get the chance to vote for up to three of your fav entries. As a guest, you can read the 20 finalists but you have to sign up (its free and painless…honest) to vote.
In other writing news, I sold Weaving Words to Samhain. *grin*, I have the first edits for The Honourable Lady and the print copies of Past Lies came yesterday. I pulled in my nerve and ran over to the library with a copy of it and a copy of Buying Mackenzie’s Baby. The librarian seemed very happy to take them *grin*
And other things. We have topsoil in the garden and yesterday I saved a frog from a magpie, lol
KIM KNOX 
