The pirate song is finished, but not complete. I still need to go over it a bit.
Other things I’m doing includes narrating tutorials for my husband. The tutorials are for Vue, which is some 3D software for creating scenery. In doing so, I’ve learned how to use Vue (That is what a tutorial is designed for, isn’t it?). Maybe my blog header (so lame right now, but it is my own artwork using the adobe pen tool in Photoshop) might be. We’ve made the format so I’ll be doing this once or twice a month, after I get about 4 more finished (I’ve done 8 so far).
The next thing I’m doing is writing a book about refractive surgery. I’m researching it like mad and have a draft of what I’ve now decided is half of the first chapter, becauseÂ I’m smooshing a couple of chapters together. I’ll writeÂ two other chapters (not necessarily in order of my outline) as samples, and then I get to write a proposal.
I’ll continue working on it even while I’m shopping the proposal around, because I just think the book needs to exist. There are two reasons I think the appropriate agent wouldn’t pick it up: I do not have formal credentials or they don’t think the market needs a book like this. The second, I’m not sure how I would address.Â I do have several marketing ideas for the book. For instance, I intend to make it modular enough that certain individual chapters would make great handouts for doctors to give to patients. Of course, these pamphlets would reveal their origins, so that the patient might want to get the book. As for my credentials, I’m a patient who has undergone one of the more difficult refractive surgeries. I am completely unbiased, with nothing to gain by some other patient’s decision. A book about LASIK by someone as unbiased as me does not yet exist. Only doctors who perform the surgeries have written the two books that are currently on the market. See why I think it needs to exist?
I signed myself up for Dave Wolverton’s Novel Writing Workshop, spring 2008. He writes fantasy as David Farland. I met him briefly once at a con. He’s a nice guy. Plus, I do have his books (The Runelord series) on my bookshelfÂ and that of my children (Of Mice and Magic).Â
A while ago, he wrote an article about speculative fiction vs literary fiction. I loved it. It really spoke to what I think literature should be: meaningful and world changing (if at least for one reader). When I found out he was having this workshop and that the timing was just about perfect for me, I knew I had to go. Workshops like these are peopled by serious writers, and serious writers tend to give very helpful critiques. And established writers can always give extra insight. I have several novels inside my head that have been put on hold since having Chris.
So here is the game plan: I want to have my refractive surgery book finished.Â Then I’ll writeÂ the first 30 pages and synopsis ofÂ one of thoseÂ novels for the workshop. Then I write the novel.
My day today:
- take daughter to an early class at 6:00 am, 20 minutes away.
- go back home, pick up 2 year old, then go back to pick up daughter and move her from early class toÂ her highschool (East Hollywood High)
- home by 7:50, eat breakfast
- clean kitchen
- Go to gym at 10:00
- home by 11:50, feed self and 2 yr old and put kid down for a nap
- fell asleep for a bit
- trip to pick up yeast,Â milk, eggs, and a couple ofÂ ingredients for dinner for two families.
- Start bread
- Yell downstairs at elementary age daughter who is off track (on vacation, year round school) that I’m going to pick up her sister. At the same time, my husband who I didn’t know had gotten home because it was early, opens the door and says are you going to pick up MiddleSchoolGirl?Â Hehehe
- Pick up
- Home, startÂ making meatballs. I actually decided to do sweet and sour meatballs. I’m notÂ sure why, except itÂ sounded good.Â Soon realize that I have too much to fit in my pans, so I need toÂ cook it in two batches. I quickly utilize MSG as my slavegirl.
- Two year old gets sand in his eye.
- Back to making dinner. Oh! The bread. Tell ElementarySchoolGirl to wash her hands thoroughly and punch dough down. MSG and I have meat all over our hands.
- Finish one batch ofÂ dinner.Â Someone punches down bread again.
- Take dinner over.
- Make second batch of dinner. The counter has become too full to flour the surface and shape the dough. Someone punches down bread again.
- Dinner finished. HighSchoolGirl (she comes home on the city bus) is frantically cleaning her room for a friend who is sleeping over. We wait on dinner for the friend, but the friend is late.
- Finally decide to just shape the dough within the big bowl, put it in the bread pans, and see what happens.
- Some kitchen cleaning, but not all of it I’d like, occurs.
- Bread looks funky, tastesÂ a little extra yeasty, but is otherwise fine.
- Husband invites friends over, they arrive at 8:00
- Talk with my friend about various things, we start to watch a movie.
- As it is one I’ve seen, I put 2 yr old to sleep, fall asleep for 15 minutes myself
- wakeup, see our friends to the door. Sorry I fell asleep.
- Finish writing this blog and signing off
To be frank, this is why I am not yet a novelist as I’d like to be. Partially, I’m getting used to the early mornings. Also, I’ve now figured out that now exercise, which isÂ happening at the gym since school started, actually works out better later in the day. But starting back at the gym means I’ve changed up my routine, and kicked the strength training up a couple of notches. That tends to make me tired for a bit, so I won’t always be falling asleep. My plan is to write while my 2 yr old is asleep, during naptime and an hour or two in the evening. Grocery trip,Â an extra dinner, and bread in the afternoon rather than morning are usually not part of the weekday, either.
A full life makes for good writing.