Time to wake up

The last day of September. Man that flew by. But I say that every month. I set some pretty loft goals this month, and I didn’t reach a single one of them. That’s okay. I made progress on all three, and that’s what matters in the end. Between a vacation,  a long longggggg drive to go see BTS in concert, and birthdays (so many birthdays), I was quite busy. Not to mention the welcomed change in season, that despite loving, causes my migraines to come out in full bloom. Just a lot going on. But now it is time for all things apple cider and spiced wine, and I am okay with that.

I did manage to read a whole book this week, well, Tuesday. I read it all Tuesday. I took the day off in case we wanted to stop somewhere on our way back from the concert, but we didn’t, and it just so happened to be the day V.E. Schwab’s Vengeful came out. I blew through that book in less than 24 hours. It was even better than the first, Vicious. It was full of fast paced action and interesting characters, and a couple of twists. I really like how Schwab works with morally grey characters. How she can make the reader have feelings for them. How you can think someone is a bad guy, but then you put them next to someone worse, and all of a sudden you don’t know what to think. I am really in love with books that don’t try to tell you what is right and wrong, but rather show you how it is not so black and white. And that ending. It was perfect. So creative.

Still working on a few other books, but the new Haruki Murakami book comes out in a couple a weeks, and a don’t know if I will be able to resist. I am waiting for The Wind-up Bird Chronicle at the library right now as well. Maybe it will just be a Murakami month. I have way less to do, and blackout dates at my job will ensure no wandering off (one way of looking at it, right?). I didn’t get a full finished draft yet, but I did make progress. It doesn’t help that I just keep coming up with new ideas. Whoever said your story will not look like your first draft in the end is totally right. I mean, the characters and overall plot have stayed the same, but other than that, nope. Completely different. Better. Hopefully.

Decisions

The hardest thing I had to do today, was chose between which tote bag I wanted for the Vengeful pre-order. Well I wish that was the hardest thing. Anyway, they are both pretty great. I am a huge fan of V. E. Schwab, and I loved the first book in the series, Vicious. Which is really surprising. Actually, if you look at a lot of my favorite authors, you would think I am some kind of, morbid? Person. Not sure what would be the correct word there. But morbid is pretty much the opposite of me. I had to skim some parts (I don’t do drowning- you can thank Mario 64 for that), and in Neil Gaiman’s American Gods I had a small panic attack during the morgue scene. Yet I continue to read these things.

On a lighter note, I read my first romance novel, ever. It was so cute! It is called the Kiss Quotient by Helen Hoang. It is about an autistic woman who hires an escort to teach her the, uh, finer parts of a relationship. If you catch my drift here. It did reaffirm the reason I read mostly sci-fi and fantasy though. I despise when conflict arises from lack of communication. Now with this genre, you just can’t get around it, and I will say the author did an awesome job of working that into the story line. The characters were well defined and very relatable, making it a fun read.

So. The whole reason for my blog. My writing. I really struggled last month. That is okay, life happens. This month I am coming in strong though. I went back to the beginning at started there. Did some editing, threw some new stuff in there as well. I have been experimenting with some shorter chapters among the longer ones. I like it- not sure if the people I share my work with will, but hey, it is all about finding what is right. With multiple points of view, sometimes I just want to show a snippet of someone, rather than a whole multi-scene spread. And if it is getting me to write, why not? The rule is, there are no rules. Someone said that. Or my Mother told me that, I don’t know. But that, and ‘work harder’ are my mantras for this month.