Monthly Archives: August 2010

Dark Days

Last week Number One Son said, “I can’t stand to watch that movie another time,” about Harry Potter and the Sorceror’s Stone. Everything came to a screeching halt. We stared at him. Did he really say that? He looked around at us all. “What? I’m getting kind of tired of it.”

Harry Potter only entered his consciousness two months ago. He has six more books to read, and seven more movies to watch. He can’t get tired of HP yet. The rest of the family has not tired of HP yet.

Number Two Son (who can’t yet read) said, “Aww.”

RocketMan said nothing.

I said, “It’s okay. Maybe he just needs a break. We can watch it when he’s not around.”

All hope is not yet lost. While he and his brother play Harry Potter less, he still wants Harry Potter Legos and the Harry Potter Lego game for Wii.

I successfully distracted him from reading Chamber of Secrets because I wanted him to get a taste of more age-appropriate literature. I guess I was more successful than I meant to be. However, he knows that Chamber of Secrets awaits and still really wants to read it.

In the meantime he just finished reading Rachel Vail’s Justin Case: School, Drool and Other Daily Disasters (he calls it hilarious) about a third grade worry wart. He loved it. Now he is reading the first Percy Jackson.

So, all you Mama and Papa Bears out there, what books do you struggle to get your kids to read? What books are you totally over? What books do you still love reading over and over?


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I’m Baaack

So after the amazingness of WriteOnCon I took a few days off. RocketMan and I went to Austin for a long weekend.

We stuffed ourselves silly with Mexican food and various food cart delicacies, including Korean BBQ tacos, cake balls, and Moroccan burgers. We spent time with an old friend, and made some new ones. We swam at a water fall. We hiked to the water fall in 104 degree heat. We visited the Botanical Gardens. We drank margaritas. And we sang along with the dueling pianos on Sixth Street.

All in all, it was a fabulous vacation. And it was just what I needed.

I came home recharged, renewed and refreshed. Creative. Eager. And with great ideas (thanks to Suzanne Lilly and RocketMan) to improve my WIP. I finished another draft of Kwizera with some big structural changes and it is has been steeping since before the weekend. This week I plan to read through it, probably several times, to polish it to a nice, glossy sheen.

So, that’s what a tiny, bloated, sweaty, tequila-soaked vacation did for me. How about you? Please share in the comments your favorite vacation spot, your fave vacay drink or food item, or the thing you came home most jazzed to do.

Thanks to RocketMan, MusicMan, The Flying Carpet, Torchy’s Tacos, Holy Cacao, and Chi’Lantro for a great weekend.

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Summertime, and the livin’ is…not so easy.  Okay, sure it is in some ways, but there is also plenty of work work work.  I’m revising Kwizera again while Sophie steeps.  The boys have finished camp and need to be entertained.  And this week the most amazing work event will take place:


A free online conference for childrens’ writers with a faculty made up of published authors, agents and editors from all around the world of children’s publishing.  I plan to participate as much as my boys will allow and soak up lots of knowledge.

So…I’m taking a two-week hiatus from the blog.  I plan to come back refreshed and smarter and full of WriteOnCon wisdom.

Hang on ’til then, my friends.  And in the meantime, share your best ways of balancing summer fun with work.  I look forward to reading your comments.

Ciao for now.

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What hurts the most

I heard this song on the radio the other day and it instantly clicked for me.  This is exactly how I’ve been feeling during the querying process (by which I mean, for the non-writers out there, the agent search).

Thank you to Rascal Flatts for the a propos song, and for the minor liberties I’m taking with the lyrics (only in the 4th and 7th lines):

What hurts the most
Was being so close
And havin’ so much to say
And readin’ your “go away”.

And never knowin’
What could’ve been
And not seein’ that workin’ with you
Is what I was tryin’ to do.

 I agree that what hurts the most is being so close.  Personalized emails and feedback are awesome and I’m so thankful that so many agents liked my work enough to say more than just “no thank you”. 

But… (and there is a but…).  No is still no.  I can ignore the form rejection emails and the no responses.  I can pretend that they didn’t connect with the concept.  But those that liked the concept enough to request pages, and then liked the pages enough to tell me so can’t be ignored.  They leave me with questions.  Like, why didn’t he like the voice?  Or, did the beginning jump too quickly into the story for her?  Or, she really wants the beginning to be even more horrific?  Or why did he say he really enjoyed it but didn’t feel enough of a spark?


So back to the drawing board for now.  I’m upping the tension and going deeper into many of the characters.  Then I’ll be back on this rollercoaster again.  And singing “What hurts the most”.  Again.  Until I’m not.  Until I’m doing a happy dance.  And I will.



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