Last night was Orchestra School Night, and that means it was busy, busy, busy. Just an hour or so after getting home to write, and an hour or so after getting back from the school to write. Did I write? You know I did. It wasn’t a thousand, but eight hundred and eighty-five is a number that made me happy, and given that I was chatting with someone at the time I was writing–yeah, multitasking again. I should know better.
I was chatting it up with another writer friend of mine, and the discussion focused on several things: work, idiot co-workers, and writing. While I usually bring up the matter of why we aren’t writing centaur porn for fast money, she wondered if she was going to Camp NaNo. For those who don’t know about Camp NaNo, it’s like NaNoWriMo, only more relaxing and with fewer mosquitoes. You have a cabin, you have people who you bunk with, and you write without fear of having sex with any of your roomies and then being murdered by a guy in a hockey mask.
It’s another way to go off and work on something, and not have distractions. At least that’s the idea, but we all know how real life tends to make things crazy for you, even when you’re off to camp with the rest of the girls, sitting around in your shorts and baby doll night gown, eating smores and talking about your next big novel.
I was asked if I was going, since my friend is considering it. I mentioned I didn’t think so; she mentioned peer pressure; I mentioned that I already had plans. I mentioned that I had a goal to get four things published this year, and she was pretty . . . well, lets say my comment was well meet. Yes, we’re probably talking self-publishing, and we’re talking a lot of work–
Since Her Demonic Majesty came back from Harper Voyager, I haven’t exactly been sitting on my hands singing the “Woe is Me” tune. I’ve lined up someone to do a cover, and all I need to do is get them a synopsis and some ideas, and they’ll get to work. If that doesn’t turn out as planed, I’ll find someone else. But before the NaNo Circus 2013 rolls into town, I’ll have that novel published.
While I’m getting the cover, I have Replacements to look at again. There is one more chapter that needs writing, maybe two or three thousand words total, and then I can do another pass through the story while I round up a cover for this. I see this story not taking long to get into shape: maybe a month total.
There is also the Halloween story I did on another blog last year. It’s sat there, doing nothing, just waiting for me to pick it up and hold it tight. I’m looking at this as a third story for publication, since it was pretty clean from the beginning, and I don’t believe it would take a lot of work to get it edited and formatted. It’s a cute story, I like it, and would make a good addition to my catalog.
But for a fourth? Hummm . . . let me think . . .
The thing with Camp NaNo is there are two events: one in April and one in June. I can set my own word count, so maybe something in the ten thousand range would be a good story. Maybe, just maybe . . . one of the ideas that I’ve got floating about in my head could get knocked out in a week or two, then do an edit on that, then polish it up, and . . . story number four.
Maybe the girlfriends and I can sit in the cabin in our baby dolls and talk about romance and clothes and makeup–
Or we can write porn.
I’m thinking the later.