Well, lookie here: I have a radio interview coming up.
This Wednesday, 18 January, at 1 PM EST, Noon CST, and 10 AM PST, Bernadine Feagins from Phillybookpick’s Blog will interview me on Blog Talk Radio. We will talk about my writing, and whatever else may come up while I’m on the air.
I’ve never been interviewed before, and most of all, I’ve never been interviewed about my writing, so this is going to be a very interesting time. To say I’m nervously looking forward to it is an understatement.
I’ve included the links to get to the broadcast, and I’ll repost Wednesday morning, just to keep everyone reminded.
Well, now, the weekend is over, a lot of crazy things are about to happen this week, and I’m still writing. This is the life I wanted, so I shouldn’t complain when it becomes a lot of work–
What’s that they say about being careful what you wish for?
Couples Dance took a turn that I hinted at yesterday. It wasn’t just a moment of additional erotica–I mean, I’d already come up with a couple of scenes that involved some interesting sexual situations–but it was a moment for the characters to suddenly change . . . and I got through it pretty quickly.
And if I got through it, then they did, though not completely intact. The follow up I’m doing now, with the main male character off to the library to look for some reference material–and where he’ll start to find out more about things around him–it really flowed nice when I was doing it last night. Yes, there was no sex, but getting down the character’s internal feelings . . . I feel like I hit on something with him.
The story is 5,170 words now, and I’m guessing it’s going to be another of those 20,000 word deals, maybe a little more. I realize that will limit my ability to sell this story; then again, it’s erotica with a bit of the paranormal thrown in, and that might draw in people who want to read something just a bit “off”.
Really, though: if something picked up my current WiP expecting to see sexy vampires, they’re going to be disappointed. For that, they’re going to have to read my NaNo Novel when it comes out, for one of the main characters is a very lovely lesbian vampire, and she more or less came to be in her current form because I was busy ripping the hell out of someone on my blog because they were mean to a friend of mine. Yeah, I’m like that: tell a close friend they’re stupid, and not only will I jump on you with both feet, but I’d get my character down pat.
The truth is, I had some trepidation with my current story. It was an idea I’d had for a bit, and I knew I wanted to do it at some point. I didn’t see myself writing it now though; it just didn’t seem to click with me, not at this moment in time.
But not that I’m into it, there seems to be a connection. It’s easy, and it doesn’t seem to be forced. It’s just . . . there. I sat down yesterday, finished one chapter, did some running around, came back last night and got into another chapter. Before you knew it, I was 526 words into Chapter 4, and almost 1100 words for the day.
It felt like I’d gotten through something–not unlike what I’m doing to my characters.
When I started this current story, there was a part of me that whispered, “This is gonna be strange for a lot of people; you sure you wanna write it?” Now I look at the story and think, “Yeah, screw it. I do want to write it. And anyone who wants to read it can.” Because, once again, when it comes right down to it–
You’re writing for yourself. You’re suppose to take chances. Someone doesn’t like it, so what?
Please your muse and she’ll make you happy. And if you aren’t happy writing, then why bother?
