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Monday, July 30, 2012

I Say Goodbye, I Say Hello

So, I said goodbye to my husband again and now I have time to say hello to all of you. We had a good time while he was home but I am exhausted! I'm going to tell you all a secret. Lean in closer. R&R sucks.  Shh. Don't tell anyone. It was great to see my husband but let me explain what I mean.

You know how when you are dating somebody and you are putting your best foot forward whenever you are around them so that they think you are awesome? Then you get married and you stop doing that (but in my case I am still pretty awesome). Well, R&R is pretty much a two week dating period but now you have real life thrown in. You have kids and bills and houses and cars and dogs and all that other stuff to worry about. I try to be nice and give him the attention he deserves but I still have to take care of a house and make his favorite meals and run errands and take care of the kids and all that jazz. And I felt guilty if I even looked at my computer, let alone actually wrote. And then for the first week he is adjusting to the time zone (that equals sleeping all day) and the second week everybody is just so darn sad because you know that you only have a week left. Then they leave again and you have to go through the whole process of adjusting to them being gone again.

Anyway, he has been gone for a few days and we are adjusting again. There have been a lot of tears shed but overall we are all surviving. We are two-thirds of the way to the finish line and we can do it. And now that I haven't really worked on my WIP in almost a month I am super motivated and ready to get to it. I am also going to take advantage of some of these emotions to help me write some of the more complicated emotions in my story. And my next post won't be nearly as whiny.

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

On The Road

Where we have been today:
Fish Lake, Utah.

Where my hubby taught my kids the fine art of skipping rocks.

My son took a few tries but then mastered the skill and became more successful than I will ever be.

My daughter after her first successful skip.

Bryce Canyon, Utah.

Where this mom, who is terrified of heights, nearly puked more than once and yelled at her kids about one billion times to get away from the edge and stay on the trail.

 Can you tell they are sick of pictures at this point?

And now I am in bed at our motel listening to my husband and both kids snore in their beds. Be back to blogging soon.

Thursday, July 12, 2012


I get my husband home for 2 weeks  for R&R. I will be away from blogging land for the next couple weeks to enjoy my time with him and my kids. See you all again when he leaves.

Monday, July 2, 2012

What Kind of Writer/Reader Are You?

I am an impatient person. If I ask my husband to do something for me I mean I want it done NOW. Not ten minutes from now, but right this instant. If he takes more than thirty seconds to respond I just do it myself in a huff instead. If I tell my kids it is time to go they had better be in the car in less than one minute. If I have a choice to order something online for $5 from a store but it won't get her for two weeks or pay $10 at Amazon.com and get it in two days (Amazon Prime rocks!) I am going to pay twice as much to have it in two days (a little secret -  I will often even pay the extra $3.99 for next day air). When I used to watch "Who Wants to be a Millionaire" I would get so frustrated when the contestants would answer a question with their whole life story. You know, "well, my 3rd grade teacher was named Mrs. Smith and she had a farm. So, the answer is C) 3, because Mrs. Smith liked the number 3." If I had been on that show this is how it would have gone:

Regis: "1+2 =  A)2, B)1, C)3, or D)765"
Me: "C, final answer. Next question."
Regis: "Are you sure that is your final answer?"
Me: "Yes, you idiot. Just ask the next freakin' question!"

Is it really any surprise then that I am an impatient reader and writer? Not really. I have a very hard time reading overly detailed books. As an example, in "Eat, Pray, Love" I found myself skimming over whole chapters because all the author was doing was describing the country, or the food, or other details that I just did not care about. I want to know some details in a book. I do not want to know every fact that I could find by doing a Google search. Sometimes less is more.

As a writer I find that I stick to the same rule. If it is a cultural, geographical, or any other fact that I feel my reader might need to know then I will include that fact. If it is not necessary or it doesn't move my story forward than I leave it out. That is why I have had to go back to my first two chapters and add a lot of detail that was missing the first time around. I have to slow myself down, read my story as somebody who doesn't know what details are coming in chapter 3, and write for people who might have more patience than myself.

So, what kind of writer or reader are you? Are you impatient with little tolerance for details? Do you enjoy a leisurely pace that allows you to stop and smell the roses in you story? Do you like vivid, pages-long descriptions of locations? 

Keep your responses short - I don't have the patience to read them. (Totally kidding!)