Heaving. Moist.

Those are the only two words I could think of to sufficiently spice up this post: my goals, both past (2009) and present (2010). Other people write much more dynamic, inspiring entries on this topic. Mine will be more like a big swig of Nyquil. As such, I will spice it up with picture. Like this one:



That's right. You're keenly focused now, aren't you? Or, conversely, writhing on the floor with your hands over your eyes. Readers of my last entry might still be doing that. In any case, what did I do in 2009?

Acceptances - 14

Rejections - 82

Stories written - 18

Stories still out - 16


Last year’s goals:

1. When not working on a novel, write at least three short stories a month. Allowanced for working on old stories that need a tweak.

I basically manged this, save for one month I can't explain. I consider that reasonable.

2. Finish "Bucky's Luck" and start shopping it. I have the rough Nano version, I just need to make it longer and more interesting.

Oh ambitious me! You were so adorable. Finish "Bucky's Luck", indeed. Well, maybe some day. I have a feeling this one might not ever make it into true novel form. I enjoyed writing it immensely, and learned a lot, so it definitely wasn't a waste.

3. Beat my 2008 number of stories accepted.

Came up short, here. I concentrated more on paying markets, so that takes some of the sting out.

4. Write story based on Korean Boy Band(s).

Glorious, glorious success.

5. Start second novel.

If by that I meant, finish a first THEN start a second then - oops. If not, then yay! I started SOUL JERKY in December, and currently have over 33,000 words written.

I don't want to beat myself up over not meeting all my goals. For one, goals should always be fluid. A year is a long time, with all sorts of choices and opportunities. Forcing myself to finish a novel, that I felt in my gut wasn't ready, would have mucked up everything else. So here's to seeing the forest, not just the trees : )

But what of 2010?



I think I'm going to keep it simple this year. If nothing else, I need to alter my mindset in lieu of SOUL JERKY. I don't know how many short stories I'll be able to write. Hopefully, at least five. I'd love to write more, but there's no way I'm going to drive myself crazy by making an official goal out of it.

1. Read more. I tend to read in spurts, so I won't try to enforce any schedule. I also have to be extremely picky when I'm working on a novel. Read the wrong kind of book, and I find it very hard to stay focused on my own work. For some reason short stories don't do that, so I have a feeling I'll be reading more anthologies than that I did last year.

2. Watch more movies. I like watching movies at night, Ying doesn't like 99.999% of the movies I rent/own. He has a dim view of sitting in general. As such, I watched very few movies in 2009. I would like to watch, on average, two movies a month in 2010. If I have to, I will turn off all the lights and pretend it's night time.

3. Finish SOUL JERKY. That means write it, polish it, start looking for a publisher.

And with that I set my goals free, to scurry into....the future!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Party hard! Though, perhaps not as hard as this guy.

Hot Rock Star Sex

That's right. Tell yourselves that you didn't even notice the title to this entry. You are all filthy, filthy perverts. However, with almost a year before we have to worry about being naughty or nice again, I say give in!

Christmas was lovely. I got many fine presents, including two DJ Ozma DVDs, a Kishidan CD, DVD, and the DVD of "Kisarazu Cat's Eye." I also got Super Junior's third CD, since it wouldn't be Christmas without a Korean Boy Band. The CD came with a regular sized folder, which I suppose is to store my Super Junior fan-fiction in. I don't write it: other people do that for me, and I say why look a gift horse in the mouth? If those horny fangirls want to go all yaoi on the boys, that is their right and, may I add, bless their hearts! It's a nice distraction from my own writing, which has far less sex scenes. Also, unlike yaoi, very few problems are solved by hot sweaty man action. That is also why we have wars, and other such global strife. You can thank yaoi for preserving what precious little peace the world does enjoy. If you don't believe me, ask Henry Kissinger.

Speaking of sex, my character's lewd behavior has taken a lull in favor of plot development. This has made some of them very sad. Will some literary award council pay for their prozac, after the trauma this difficult time is sure to inflict? I think not. Also, it is very hard to get insurance companies to green-light medication for people that don't exist, in the traditional sense. On the plus side, I am at slightly over 30K. I am nervous about the remaining portion, but must have faith that it will all work itself out. My story is very stubborn, and I have promised it's residents more sex if they behave for now. As many of you well know, rock musicians think of nothing but boning. To write them as anything less would be an insult.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Countdown...

Two more days until Christmas. If you've been naughty all year, this is the time to start cramming some nice in! For inspiration, please enjoy this video extolling the virtues of love, friendship, and whimsy. Also there is a Christmas tree : )

Up North

I have landed in the Northeast! Let the relaxation and holiday cavorting begin!

Hearts and Ponies

I'm itching to get some wordage on SOUL JERKY, however there is still coffee left in my cup. So I thought, why not write a serious entry about my novel progress? That would have worked out swell, if I hadn't decided to organize my Photobucket first. I saw things. Precious things. Hence, this post is about to burst into fluff. Because moments of hysterical whimsy are what keep dark fucks like us human.

This is Saotome "Basket of baby ducks" Hikaru. If you stare at him long enough, you will black out and begin to foam at the mouth. Hold on...I have to avert my eyes...



Ok, ok. Deep breath. Dark thought, dark thoughts. Zombie movies. Exploding strippers. Quentin Tarrantino. No, wait, not him. Eww. EWWWWW! Save me, Hikaru!



That is fucking adorable. Now if you will excuse me, I'm going to go write about nudity and violence : )