...but right now is a bit like a writer's jam. I'm just creeping along with my word count, turning up the radio and resisting the urge to swerve onto the sidewalk.
I'm just over 41k on The Goddess of Vengeance Wore Pink Galoshes (about 14k added this past week, for those of you keeping track, by which I mean, Mom. Maybe). Which means I am in the middle.
You know what I would say if you inquired about the plan for the middle?
"So yeah, then this happens, somehow, and this other thing. And then the end! The end's going to be great!"
Then I would retreat into the corner with my dark chocolate M&Ms, organic Newman-O's, and laptop, and resume typing out a single sentence at a time. This sentence would be punctuated by long breaks and looks of deep concern. And M&M munching.
I'm trying to write a pivotal scene right now, the one where Lauren confesses to her boyfriend Jake that she's been possessed by a Greco-Roman goddess. He's just witnessed her intervene in a crime and toss a guy about by flicking her wrist in his general direction, so he knows something's up.
But what in the world would you tell your significant other if they told you they were possessed?
No, seriously, what would you tell them? How would you react? I need to know.
I asked my very helpful M.J. this, wanting the male perspective, and he said, "I'd tell you, sure, sweetie, whatever you say."
"Erm, wouldn't you be worried about my mental health if I said I was possessed by a disembodied goddess?"
"I'd treat you just the same as always."
"I just mean, I love you and whatever crazy things you might say wouldn't change the way I felt or how I reacted to you."
Then the conversation went rather off the tracks and became non-writing related, so nevermind that.
In other news, I also took some time off from The Goddess this week to send out a few pieces (two poems), so we'll see what comes of that. I think I take rejection very well (I'm going to thank the unrequited love of my freshman and sophomore years at college for that), but submitting is scary every. single. time.
I desperately need to update my Reads page with what else I've been reading. However, one delicious book that stands out from this past week is Peeps by Scott Westerfield (author of Uglies, and by the way, I really want the linked box set). Very fun, quick-paced and surpisingly logical vamp story.
So tell me, darlings, what's up in your own imagined worlds, of both writing and reading? And seriously. How would you respond if someone told you something nuts?
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