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January 23, 2007 | Writing
The last time I blogged, me, myself, and I were discussing how to be on the same page instead of running around in different directions. It’s taken some time, apparently one of us forgot to blog, but we’ve worked out a very good relationship. I decided we would blog once a week, the topic must be writing related and sometimes personal, depending what’s going on. Me wanted to add links of all the great shopping sites she and myself were hanging out, while we were supposed to be writing. I think the Fedex guy loves me.
Someone had to take control, bring our focus back and make our deadlines. I voted to give that responsibility to Molly Herwood, but me and myself, dismissed that bright idea. So, we’ve reworked our writing schedule, making it primary, every fracking day for four hours. We have set hours but we discovered our weight was increasing faster than our page count, since we took a sabbatical from tennis for a couple of months. So, we agreed to return to tennis in February and still make sure to get our four hours of writing in. Myself has a list of agents and publishers we’re submitting our query to in February. Of course, I was the last to know. No one wrote it down on our desk calendar. But apparently we will make that deadline.
We also collaborated on submitting a story to Amber Quill. We joined forces made the deadline and will know by March first how we did. Sloane, Beth, and Virginia liked the part I brought to our critique meeting. Trust me, I don’t think they’ll ever look at cucumbers the same.
Sometimes my unedited pages resemble the writing of a deranged housewife. Oh wait a minute, that’s me, or all of us. Never mind. But there are words on those pages, words that are good, terrible, and just plain stupid, but they’re something I can work with. Now that I’ve outed myself to my friends and family as a writer, my ego won’t let me back down. Damned, another personality to deal with, the ego. Let’s try to keep the id out of this, okay.
Okay, so once a week blogging will occur. I’ll be back next Tuesday. Also, this year I’m going to do something new with my favorites page. Last year I interviewed authors, so stay tuned and I’ll let you know when it premiers.
Keep Writing
I’m still going to ride you about deadlines, no matter what “me” and “myself” have to say about it. Deadlines are what keep us going. A published friend of mine went through deadline hell over the holidays because she got behind. What a terrible way to spend your holidays . . . trapped by a missed deadline.
Okay, but if you have any more links like She Works, could you hold off on sending them to me until March?LOL. I don’t want to be trapped by a missed dealine, bad, bad, bad. I just want a deadline. Oh yeah, how’s your work coming this week??? Hmm.
Yasmine, you girls are a stitch. I love this blog. Congratulations on your committment. You’re doing the right thing. Anything you need in the way of support, Lady, you’ve got it.
Well, Sloane, cough, cough, wink. Your pork chop and Asian salad receipes are fantastic and yummy. I’m marinating the chops for the men Thursday and I get the salad. Keep it coming. Hey, if you want to test receipes in my kitchen, you’re more than welcome, hint, hint.
Jeez, I wish I could get Hotclue and me together like you three did, but she’s always running off somewhere just when I’m in a mess and need her help. My bad luck, to have a beautiful alter ego with a rich boyfriend and more Pradas than she knows what to do with. Sigh…
Anyhow, hope you can keep up the pace. It’s the only way to get where you want to go, so YOU GO, GIRL! We’re supporting you (although not financially) all the way!
Beth
Thank you since you, Beth are a large part of what I’m going. I’m not refering to my butt that’s growing bigger in this chair. I’m trying to keep me unified by staying off the great shop sites I love. I wish Louis Vuitton would just block me from looking. JJill knows me by name.
Okay back to writing.