After a night of strange dreams–one which involved being in some kind of televised contest involving slime where I was dressed like Jasmine from Aladdin for much of the dream–I wake up ready to get through work, and away from The Undisclosed Location with as much vigor as I can muster.
I want out of this town in the worst way. Not that going home is any better, but it’s . . . home.
The afternoon on yesterday was interesting. For one, I did my interview for the upcoming release of my erotic story. It’s funny how “interviews” are performed over Google Docs these days. I don’t mind, not at all, because I get to show off. But I really want to have people hear me. I want to come off as the witty person I am. Or, the one who’s going to crash and burn all over the internet radio. It happens, you know?
It was a lot of fun writing it up, though. I saw Annie last night (Hi, Annie!), and showed her one of my responses, and she was–needless to say–blown away. Although, for an interview done for an erotic press, I gathered their would be more questions about the number of sexual encounters I’ve had while fixing someone’s cable box, but hey–can’t tell people everything about my life, can I?
I also–hold on to your hats–started looking for publishers. Yes, finally! I spent about forty minutes searching the Internet, then realized I needed to narrow my searches a little. I’ll be looking through Duotrope later, finding likely matches for my stories. I realize Couples Dance is going to be a very hard sell, but if I do sell it–yeah, it’s going to be a good one.
Speaking of Couples . . . Chapter 9 went came and went fast, like the person sitting next to you at a local bistro that you want to get to know better. It was a pretty good sized chapter before I started–about 5,300 words–but when I was finished with it, I’d cleaned it up considerably, and ended up adding 760 words. Some of what was added would fit in with the new chapters, and I did those in green text, so when I start splitting this into separate novella and novel folders, I’ll know what to remove.
Oh, and I learned something new in Scrivener! I was playing around with trying to set up changes to text (you can do this with Snapshots, but I didn’t play with that), and I came across something I’d seen before, but never looked up: Typewriter Mode. What is this? Well, if you write in Scrivener–or Word, for that matter–everything scrolls to the bottom of screen before text begins flowing upward. I’ve always had a problem with this, and I spend most of the time with the text display setting in split screen so everything in right in front of my eyes, so to speak.
Typewriter Mode will let you type away from the stop of the text display, and once you reach the center of the display, things start scrolling upward, and the lines you’re typing–or, as I discovered last night, editing–stay right in the middle at what should be eye level.
Needless to say I was having a hell of a lot of fun with this. I’ve always found a function that I’m going to keep on all the time, because I like having my text right there, and I’m all about the comfort while typing.
Maybe that’s why I was able to burn through editing last night the way I did–because I was comfortable.
Or maybe it was became I knew my Muse was with me, keeping me reassured with words of comfort and love.
We should all be so lucky, you know?
