Ten Things I Love (ahem, Like) About the Electronic Age

As promised, I will do a service to the electronic age. Last week I chronicled the things I *didn’t* like about the information-at-the ready time in which we live. It is only fair,  So, let’s do it.

1–would have to be the laptop I am writing on as I watch the opening OU game for the season. (Yeah, I schedule my posts. It keeps me on task. <grin>)

2–Being able to carry 73 books around with me at all times in my Nook.

3 –Social networking. I won’t even cheat and put each of these under its own number. But I do so love Twitter, Facebook, and (sigh) Pinterest.

4–ordering books online.

5–email

6–texting my baby sister quotes from SpongeBob and MegaMind and my older sister jokes of all sorts

7–e-cards. Yes, I’m that paper hoarder who can’t part with any card I’m given. I have BOXES of them.  Go paperless.

8–Paypal

9–Wikipedia. Think I may name my next child Wikipedia (okay, okay, my next cat)

10–Google. No explanation needed

What is it about the electronic age that makes you smile? Leave  me a comment and let me know. I’d love to  hear from you.

<>< Amy

Ten Things I Hate About the Electronic Age*

1– reading my Nook until it’s dead (NOW what am I supposed to do?)

2–searching for hours for a book I know I have but still can’t find.

3–KNOWING something is on YouTube but I still can’t find it.

4–My ‘smart’ phone dies more often than Mario.

5–power failure means complete and utter boredom

6–I can never find the charger when I need it

7–leaving my charger odd places–like at work or at a friend’s

8–having to have a charger for everything

9–kaput zip drives which contain very valuable story line ideas and/or irretrievable chapters (I’m still upset about this one <frowny face>)

10–The flashing yellow light on my laptop

And I guess that means it’s time to go (since I don’t know where my charger is this time). What’s your ‘hate’ about the Electronic Age?

*And just so no one thinks I’m being negative, next week let’s talk about what we like about the Electronic Age. ;)

Until then… <>< Amy

A Math Lesson or The Importance of a Decimal Point

I admit it. I’m something of an over-protective mom. But I love my boy and would do anything in the world to protect him. He’s growing up, getting bigger everyday. He’s in that preteen stage right now. He’s knows he’s getting bigger and he stretches his wings everyday. I’m doing my best to let him have the freedom he needs while being right there to help should the need arise.

“Mom.” he said, “there’s a duel disc for sale on eBay and I want to bid on it.” It was $20.50. Not a bad price.

“Sure,” I said. So I go over and tell him how eBay works and the bidding system. How to place a bid, then I go back to my projects keeping a watchful ear out for any cries of distress.

He placed a bid for a dollar more than the current one. Then a few minutes later told me that he’d been out bid. He placed another bid for two dollars more. I told him the best thing to do was to leave the bids alone until the day the auction ends. Then try to win it then.

He said he understood and went about his way.

The last day of the auction came and went. Frankly I had forgotten all about the Duel Disc (It’s a Yu-Gi Oh thing, don’t quite understand it myself.). Then I get the email–congratulations you’ve won the Duel Disc for $61.

Wait. What? How much? I never made a bid for $61.

Holy-Guacamole! Where am I going to find the money for this?

I resigned myself to paying for it but emailed the seller. We never intended to bid $61. But somehow we did.

Thankfully we had a very understanding seller. She let us out of the contract to buy and I breathed a sigh of relief. But just how did we get a bid that high under our name?

Well, I did a little investigation and this is what I found out. Instead of making a bid for $24.50 we made a bid for $2450.

Holy Schmoley Guacamole! I’m sure glad no one got into a bidding war with us. LOL

But let this be a lesson to us all. Decimal points are really, really important.

Staying Home

Well, it’s been almost six months and I still haven’t mastered the art of staying home. For those who don’t know, this spring, I decided to take a medical leave from work. My RA has gotten bad enough that I needed time to pull myself together. Medications aren’t helping like I’d hoped. And I take so many of them that I decided a break was in order.

So here I am, trying to find my place in my own home. When to write, when to clean, And just how does one muster the drive to take a shower, put on half-way decent clothes and make up to just stare at the same walls that were there the day before?

That sounds like depression, but it’s not. I was actually trying to be funny and failed miserably. I’m not unhappy at home or bored. It’s just that I haven’t quite figured out the rhythm. I had a plan for my week. Get up with my husband each day. Didn’t happen. Cook myself breakfast after I get the boy to school, nope. Well, I got the boy to school, but then I came home and grabbed a bowl of cereal and started to work on my WIPs.

And then the summer hit. Yow-sa!

I got some writing done, but not near enough for my schedule. I did manage to edit three books (actually 2 but one of those I had to do twice. :D) Lovely, lovely edits.  I also managed to start a new project–this one contemporary. Yes, a new venture for me.

August again and time for the boy to go back to school. More time to write and get those household projects complete. Right?

I just wonder how long it’s going to take to get me used to him not being here and having the house to myself. Man, am I going to miss him!

The Writing Process

Maybe I should have called this the publishing process. So many times I’m asked “How long did it take you to write this book?”  Well, I have to tell you that the answer isn’t cut and dried.

I started Saving Gideon in October of 2010. I wrote the series idea, a working synopsis, and a submission synopsis. I wrote the first 50 pages and sent it  to my agent. July of the next year (that would make it 2011) We had a publishing house very interested. My agent said it was time to finish the book. So  I did, but it topped out at only 65 thousand words. I wasn’t worried. Until I got the contract in mid-September and the publishing house wanted the novel to be at least 80K. I  had a little over two weeks to write 15 thousand words. At the time I was working a full time job (44+ hours a week). YIKES!

By some miracle I finished the book, got it to word count and submitted on time. Yay, me!

Then the marketing pages arrived. The forms I had to fill out with pertinent information so that the cover artist could create a realistic and accurate cover. The first pass at a back cover blurb. The discussion questions for the book and interviews.

And then there’s the little matter of the next book in the series. I start it and the  ‘macro-edits’ arrive.

Macro edits–the first time I saw that phrase my heart hit the floor. Macro means big, right? Big changes. Holy cow. What had I  gotten myself into?

Whew! They weren’t as bad as I thought. I had a month to get them ready and sent in. I made it with days to spare.

And I  was finally done, right? Nope. Next came line edits. Line edits are hard. even harder than macro  edits. Why? Because line edits are proof that every word I’ve written is not golden. It’s the stuff that tears down a writer’s fragile ego  and makes us second guess any talent that we may have. It’s hard to see through the changes and know that the book is going to be better for the effort. All I can see is the many marks of “track changes blue”. Anyone who is a veteran of the line edit knows how tough this time is. But it’s almost over. A polished diamond of a book is almost ready.

Almost.

Almost? How much more can there be? There’s the copy edits. Then the final read, the author’s last chance to make  any changes to the manuscript before it goes to the printer.

And I  take a deep breath. I  sent this last batch of changes in last month. That’s July 2012.

So did it take me two years to write Saving Gideon? Not really. But I worked on it for two years. All the while, working on the second book in the series.

I’m through the line edits with Katie’s Choice. And soon I’ll begin writing text for Gabriel’s Bride. I’m sure while I’m working on Gabriel, I’ll be working on Katie as well. And such is the writing process.

A Parent’s Prayer

A Parent’s Serenity Prayer

God grant me the serenity to allow my child to be his own person.

The patience to discipline him so that he grows up to be the adult he needs to be.

And the composure not to deck the person who comments, “My child never acted like that,” for they are ignorant and unworthy of my anger.

Amen

My Writing Partner

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, writing is not as solitary as the “outside” world believes. Aside from my agent and editors all of my clamoring fans that I converse with everyday via Facebook, Twitter and other social media, I have a writing partner. Actually 2.

Meet Cheng. My oldest baby. Full name Kitty Kitty Ch’ing Cheng. Half Siamese/half Maine Coon, he’s the sweetest cat you’ll ever meet. In his prime he topped out at 23 pounds. Yes, twenty-three. But now he’s over 18 years old. And our time with him is precious.

And then there’s the newest addition to our family. This is Jack. I know, I know, but I didn’t give him that name. He came with it. His real name is Cap’n Jack, though mostly we call him Kitty Jack or Jackie Cat. Jack is just a little over a year old. So he’ll get to be my writing buddy for many years to come. Now all I  have to do is teach him how to run Google. LOL

Our pets get to be as much a part of the family as well, the other members of our family. Do you have a very special pet, writing partner, reading buddy, TV confidant? Leave me a comment and tell me about them.