Hey, everyone! It’s been a crazy few weeks for me. Months, really. From book release to book release, I charge onward!
Due to a few things going on in my life, I’ve decided that after nine months continuous posting it’s time for me to take a week to myself. So, no posts from me for the next week.
Does that mean there will be nothing? Who knows, maybe not. But from June 18th-June 25th I’m lying on a deck chair roasting like a tomato. In the meantime, here’s some old favorites for you to enjoy–one for each month!
What do you do when you feel a friend’s work isn’t their best?
This blog started out as being at least tangential to my writing–and it stayed that way for all of five posts. Still! A great exploration of a hypothetical that many a writer has faced. How would you handle it?
Husband and I attempted to learn Scottish Gaelic. To put it mildly, it didn’t go well.
The first slice-of-life post came from sheer baffled frustration. And, okay, a bottle of hard cider. Having learned a few languages, I figured embarking on Scottish Gaelic wouldn’t be much different. Nope.
Every novel is both the worst and the best until it’s read by someone else. And that’s the problem.
This innocuous little post went out of the gate and keeled over. For three months, it sat with nine hits to its name. Then a WordPress Editor found it, loved it, and reposted it. For a day, my site exploded as writes came out of nowhere to admit they had their Schrodinger’s novel, seeming to take comfort in not being alone. And so I’ll ask again: do you have one too?
My husband makes great food–and he makes me crazy in the process.
Husband debuted in this post as a regular character on my blog. Slightly oblivious, rather silly, always stubbornly doing his own thing, posts featuring him became instant hits whenever I wrote them. What’s not to love about a man who goes to the grocery store before he reads the recipe?
You’ve written a book! Now what?
Part 1 of a four-part series explaining the point of self-editing for content. How to do it, why to do it, what to cut, what to keep. I was in the midst of an editing frenzy myself, and between writing these, I was practicing what I preached. It was a month of editing until I dropped!
To escape the winter blues, I tried my hand at a bit of aerobics, and regretted it.
Every once in a while, comedy wins over tragedy. Such was the case when I attempted to do vigorous dance aerobics in my microscopic apartment living room. The chaos. The tears. The yelling at the TV set. Don’t forget its sister post, Breathing Easily as I Yoga Myself to Death!
Want to support the indie artist or small business in your life? Spread the word!
In the midst of creatives as I spend so much of my time, I see first-hand the power of a word in an ear, a post shared on Facebook, a link emailed to a friend. But how is anyone outside of this bubble to know what power they have unless we tell them? So I did, and received some fantastic feedback in turn.
After hearing one too many “dear author,” I decided to write a “dear agent.”
The world of publishing is not a meritocracy; good writing is not the only, or perhaps even the most important requirement. Authors trying to become traditionally published constantly send queries only to usually hear nothing in reply. It’s pretty frustrating, so here on my blog, I spoke up.
Really, the title speaks for itself.
In this blog, I’ve done a lot of things I’ve proud of; crafting click-bait headlines is not one of them. Yet it’s get the clicks or flounder with nothing, and so I valiantly sought the words to grab your attention. Few of them worked so well as this one, though. Did you fall for it?
These are just a small sample of the posts I’ve written in the nine months of running this blog. It’s been crazy, it’s been tiring, it’s been about the most exciting thing in my life some days, and I’ve enjoyed myself immensely.
Under-paid, Over-enthused would not nearly be the place that it is without your comments. Your thoughts, questions, ideas, and tidbits have filled it with interesting takes and and memorable moments.
If while browsing today you feel like commenting, go for it! So what if the post is old? You had a thought, and we want to hear it! A few people have voiced worries that posting so late after the fact is creepy, or stalker-ish. I’ll tell you right now, it’s nothing of the sort. It’s cool to see that months have passed but the feelings still ring true, a bright spark in my day. Have at!
That said, I’ll say my goodbyes for my week away with one more thought for all of you: do you know why this blog is called what it’s called? “Under-paid, Over-enthused.” Is it a complaint? Whining?
Nothing of the sort: it’s a declaration to the world of who I am. For the money I’m getting for my writing I’ve got way too much energy, so here I am typing it away! And now I’m taking a week to gather that energy back and spring-board into the release of my next book, The Mercy of Men. I hope you’ll be there with me!
Thanks for reading, and see you then.