Emma, Emma, Emma, my dear girl. You MUST stop going to the cliffs to spy on Adam.
"Do you think I do not know that? I am at my wit's end. My circumstances are dire. I cannot think what more to do...But there is something about the wretch that draws me. I cannot help myself. He is...a distraction."
Perhaps you are still in love with him?
"No! Never. Not after...what he did to Michael."
You know that was not his fault.
"I know nothing of the sort!"
Perhaps if you search your heart.
"My heart is frozen. And with one scant tin of tea remaining in my pantry, I cannot think of love."
Perhaps the viscount might help you.
"Look at him! Look at the way pain twists his features. And how he forces himself to exercise his wounded limb despite it. I cannot approach a man so determined and proud. I have that much pride left. Even if I have nothing else..."
I think he will help you, Emma.
"But at what cost?"
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Friday, July 23, 2010
Changes
So I guess I'm keeping Betty Boop...and Taryn Kincaid.
Right now, she exists only in my imagination. And in Twitter, where she's got her own account. (So far, there's only a "testing-testing-testing" Tweet and only @ScrltLtr is following her. Funny how that works!)
Maybe I can get her to do the actual writing for me, too!
I'm still getting the feel of her. It's kind of weird after decades of being someone else. But...considering the amount of hats I wear and screen names I already juggle...what's one more? And...at least part of the name was part of my address for many years...so it won't be that foreign!
For those of you who participated in Truckin' and Dickens, I'm taking those pages down. But watch this space. New pages may be coming. One of these days!
And watch this space ( Carina Press ), too!
Right now, she exists only in my imagination. And in Twitter, where she's got her own account. (So far, there's only a "testing-testing-testing" Tweet and only @ScrltLtr is following her. Funny how that works!)
Maybe I can get her to do the actual writing for me, too!
I'm still getting the feel of her. It's kind of weird after decades of being someone else. But...considering the amount of hats I wear and screen names I already juggle...what's one more? And...at least part of the name was part of my address for many years...so it won't be that foreign!
For those of you who participated in Truckin' and Dickens, I'm taking those pages down. But watch this space. New pages may be coming. One of these days!
And watch this space ( Carina Press ), too!
Monday, July 19, 2010
The Call, Part 2
Okay, so I totally missed The Call.
But I got the e-mails!
Carina Press, Harlequin's digital first imprint, wants to publish (the tentatively titled) Healing Hearts!
(No one's suggested a title change yet. But that's what it says on their pre-contract form, "tentatively titled," so that's what I'll go with.)
I'm so malleable.
Don't you all agree?
You may now call me Taryn. Kincaid. Taryn Kincaid.
(Trying it out on the "About Me" portion of this blog...just to get a taste of it on my tongue. So to speak.)
Here's Snoopy (And, of course, Woodstock):
Happy Dance
But I got the e-mails!
Carina Press, Harlequin's digital first imprint, wants to publish (the tentatively titled) Healing Hearts!
(No one's suggested a title change yet. But that's what it says on their pre-contract form, "tentatively titled," so that's what I'll go with.)
I'm so malleable.
Don't you all agree?
You may now call me Taryn. Kincaid. Taryn Kincaid.
(Trying it out on the "About Me" portion of this blog...just to get a taste of it on my tongue. So to speak.)
Here's Snoopy (And, of course, Woodstock):
Happy Dance
Saturday, July 17, 2010
My World
Whew. So it has been an interesting few weeks for me. The Good, the Bad, the Ugly.
Mostly good.
A steady paycheck again. Ah, how I've missed that. Books, yes! I can buy you! Shoes, yes! I can buy you too. Weather muy caliente? No problemo, let's crank up the AC. And buy new clothes! And lots of iced Starbucks!
Okay, so my time is no longer my own. It's billable. And I get home late. So late that I am 20 hours behind the rest of the Twitter and Blogosphere. And I'm too tired to change the channel with the remote control. And my paralegal looks like Morticia Adams and scares me a little. Okay, a lot. Enough so that I've taken to emailing her everything in explicit detail so she won't feel the urge to come into my office and ramble on and on about nothing for 45 minutes without once looking me in the eye.
In the midst of all the readjusting, four ceramic tiles mysteriously fell off my bathroom wall. For no apparent reason. Okay, maybe old age. Maybe the heat. Maybe the humidity. Maybe they just decided to give up the ghost. Miraculously, none of them broke.
Carefully preserved them, got some goopy combo tile adhesive/grout stuff and a plastic trowel from Home Depot and decided to do-it-myself. I mean, not exactly rocket science, eh? I can read directions. I have degrees! Yeah-sure-right.
The little plastic trowel was not precisely cooperating with me. Soon I was slathering the stuff on in handfuls. Manicure, ruined. Cuticles white and pasty. Goopy stuff all over the floor and sink. Tiles, sliding like slimy escargot down the wall. Plop. Crash. Smash. Carefully preserved for a week, now all smithereens. This is why plumbers and tilers and contractors command the big bucks, butt cracks notwithstanding. Now we know.
On the fiction front, not much work. Days spent writing motions and Pre-trial Reports tend to leave your brain as mushy as tile adhesive and as fractured as the ceramic tiles that skate down your bathroom wall. And, of course, it's been muy caliente!
Trying to get back to Lara & Cole. Left them in sort of a precarious place while trying to create a new beginning for them. Think it works. At least it works for me! (Trying to take care of some of the later backstory feeds, also to set up their situation, their meet, and to provide an intro to characters who might pop up later. Evil and otherwise.) Characterization is key.
And last, but not least...
Yesterday, I got a Call. A sort of The Call, I think. Voice mail message on the machine. Nothing definite to report. Someone interested in talking about my Regency novella. Someone I'm very interested in talking to in turn!
As the weekend ticks by, I am trying not to do the happy dance prematurely. But it's increasingly hard for me to believe that any busy editor/publisher/agent on this oil-soaked planet would bother to call and leave a message on the answering machine in order to tell you why you should consider taking up tiling as a avocation, stick to reading rather than writing as a career, and never bother him/her with your worthless prose again.
So...Adam and Emma: Here's looking at you, kids!
Mostly good.
A steady paycheck again. Ah, how I've missed that. Books, yes! I can buy you! Shoes, yes! I can buy you too. Weather muy caliente? No problemo, let's crank up the AC. And buy new clothes! And lots of iced Starbucks!
Okay, so my time is no longer my own. It's billable. And I get home late. So late that I am 20 hours behind the rest of the Twitter and Blogosphere. And I'm too tired to change the channel with the remote control. And my paralegal looks like Morticia Adams and scares me a little. Okay, a lot. Enough so that I've taken to emailing her everything in explicit detail so she won't feel the urge to come into my office and ramble on and on about nothing for 45 minutes without once looking me in the eye.
In the midst of all the readjusting, four ceramic tiles mysteriously fell off my bathroom wall. For no apparent reason. Okay, maybe old age. Maybe the heat. Maybe the humidity. Maybe they just decided to give up the ghost. Miraculously, none of them broke.
Carefully preserved them, got some goopy combo tile adhesive/grout stuff and a plastic trowel from Home Depot and decided to do-it-myself. I mean, not exactly rocket science, eh? I can read directions. I have degrees! Yeah-sure-right.
The little plastic trowel was not precisely cooperating with me. Soon I was slathering the stuff on in handfuls. Manicure, ruined. Cuticles white and pasty. Goopy stuff all over the floor and sink. Tiles, sliding like slimy escargot down the wall. Plop. Crash. Smash. Carefully preserved for a week, now all smithereens. This is why plumbers and tilers and contractors command the big bucks, butt cracks notwithstanding. Now we know.
On the fiction front, not much work. Days spent writing motions and Pre-trial Reports tend to leave your brain as mushy as tile adhesive and as fractured as the ceramic tiles that skate down your bathroom wall. And, of course, it's been muy caliente!
Trying to get back to Lara & Cole. Left them in sort of a precarious place while trying to create a new beginning for them. Think it works. At least it works for me! (Trying to take care of some of the later backstory feeds, also to set up their situation, their meet, and to provide an intro to characters who might pop up later. Evil and otherwise.) Characterization is key.
And last, but not least...
Yesterday, I got a Call. A sort of The Call, I think. Voice mail message on the machine. Nothing definite to report. Someone interested in talking about my Regency novella. Someone I'm very interested in talking to in turn!
As the weekend ticks by, I am trying not to do the happy dance prematurely. But it's increasingly hard for me to believe that any busy editor/publisher/agent on this oil-soaked planet would bother to call and leave a message on the answering machine in order to tell you why you should consider taking up tiling as a avocation, stick to reading rather than writing as a career, and never bother him/her with your worthless prose again.
So...Adam and Emma: Here's looking at you, kids!
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Drained
Gone Fishin'
Haven't gotten around to blogging this week.
Busy time for me. First week back in the rat race in awhile.
Mentally and physically exhausting. Trying to rid myself of other aggravation with varying degrees of success. It would really help things a lot if everyone around me would cooperate!
Spent large part of weekend revising something. Just want to watch TV now.
That's all, folks.
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Blogs
On one of the blogs I follow, Angela Ackerman's The Bookshelf Muse, Angela recently asked commenters to provide some of those blogs they "can't live without."
Personally, I love The Bookshelf Muse, with its great tips and wonderful emotion and setting thesauruses.
After receiving lots of great comments about other blogs, Angela posted the responses today.
I am reprinting them here. Many of them I already follow and a few I've already linked to on this blog. (Some of Angela's suggestions are geared toward childrens, middle grade and Y.A. and writing. You can sort those out on your own.)
I didn't do the links for the Writing and Authors section. Frankly, there are zillions of blogs and sites out there--many of which are not on the list-- and I didn't check these out. I'm including them, anyway. You can click on The Bookshelf Muse to get those yourself! It's well worth the trip.
Agents & Industry
Rachelle Gardner's Rants & Ramblings
Nathan Bransford
Mandy Hubbard
BookEnds LLC
FinePrint Blog
Janet Reid
Kidlit.com
Getting Past the Gatekeeper
Pub Rants
Guide to Literary Agents
The Intern
Edittorrent
Editorial Anonymous
The Rejecter
The Blood Red Pencil
Pimp My Novel
Writer Unboxed
Query and MS Tuneage
Query Shark
Grammar Girl's Quick and Dirty Tips
Query Tracker Blog
Public Query Slushpile
The Book Doctor
Plot to Punctuation
Darcy Pattison
Miss Snark's First Victim
Your First Page
Writers, Authors & Writing
Adventures in Children's Publishing
YA Highway
Kiersten Writes
Jody Hedlund
Shrinking Violets
Anita Nolan
Market My Words
Elana Johnson
Grab a Pen
We Love YA
Margie Lawson
Spilling Ink
Sisters in Scribe
Hey Teenager
Cornell Deville
Angels and Demons and Portals. Oh My.
Word Play
The Bluestocking Blog
Literary Rambles
Candace's Book Blog
La Femme Readers
Mystery Writing is Murder
Writers' Alley
Romance University
Super Mom Writes
The Deadline Dames
Cynsations
Pretorios
Beth Revis
Neil Gaiman
Laini Taylor
No Letters on My Keyboard
Words From the Woods
Falen Formulates Fiction
Fiction Groupie
Mark of the Stars
Readatouille
From the Mixed Up Files
Through the Toolbooth
Writer Jenn
Elizabeth Craig's Twitter
Writing for Children
The Graveyard Shift
Shooting Stars
Mary DeMuth
Between Fact and Fiction
Limyaael's Rants
Southern Princess
Cat Woods
Daily Pep For Writers
Laurel's Leaves
Weronika Janczuk
Shannon O'Donnell
Womagwriter
Jill Kemerer
Let the Words Flow
Practicing Writing
A Brain Scientist's Take on Writing
Sara Merrick
Slushbusters
Personally, I love The Bookshelf Muse, with its great tips and wonderful emotion and setting thesauruses.
After receiving lots of great comments about other blogs, Angela posted the responses today.
I am reprinting them here. Many of them I already follow and a few I've already linked to on this blog. (Some of Angela's suggestions are geared toward childrens, middle grade and Y.A. and writing. You can sort those out on your own.)
I didn't do the links for the Writing and Authors section. Frankly, there are zillions of blogs and sites out there--many of which are not on the list-- and I didn't check these out. I'm including them, anyway. You can click on The Bookshelf Muse to get those yourself! It's well worth the trip.
Agents & Industry
Rachelle Gardner's Rants & Ramblings
Nathan Bransford
Mandy Hubbard
BookEnds LLC
FinePrint Blog
Janet Reid
Kidlit.com
Getting Past the Gatekeeper
Pub Rants
Guide to Literary Agents
The Intern
Edittorrent
Editorial Anonymous
The Rejecter
The Blood Red Pencil
Pimp My Novel
Writer Unboxed
Query and MS Tuneage
Query Shark
Grammar Girl's Quick and Dirty Tips
Query Tracker Blog
Public Query Slushpile
The Book Doctor
Plot to Punctuation
Darcy Pattison
Miss Snark's First Victim
Your First Page
Writers, Authors & Writing
Adventures in Children's Publishing
YA Highway
Kiersten Writes
Jody Hedlund
Shrinking Violets
Anita Nolan
Market My Words
Elana Johnson
Grab a Pen
We Love YA
Margie Lawson
Spilling Ink
Sisters in Scribe
Hey Teenager
Cornell Deville
Angels and Demons and Portals. Oh My.
Word Play
The Bluestocking Blog
Literary Rambles
Candace's Book Blog
La Femme Readers
Mystery Writing is Murder
Writers' Alley
Romance University
Super Mom Writes
The Deadline Dames
Cynsations
Pretorios
Beth Revis
Neil Gaiman
Laini Taylor
No Letters on My Keyboard
Words From the Woods
Falen Formulates Fiction
Fiction Groupie
Mark of the Stars
Readatouille
From the Mixed Up Files
Through the Toolbooth
Writer Jenn
Elizabeth Craig's Twitter
Writing for Children
The Graveyard Shift
Shooting Stars
Mary DeMuth
Between Fact and Fiction
Limyaael's Rants
Southern Princess
Cat Woods
Daily Pep For Writers
Laurel's Leaves
Weronika Janczuk
Shannon O'Donnell
Womagwriter
Jill Kemerer
Let the Words Flow
Practicing Writing
A Brain Scientist's Take on Writing
Sara Merrick
Slushbusters
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