I did this book tag last year, and I thought I'd do it again since it was fun. Hope you enjoy it! How many books are you planning to read in 2023? Thirty-five! I already have two down. I usually read between thirty-seven to forty books a year, not including books I edit and beta … Continue reading New Year’s Book Tag
NaNoWriMo update ——— #2
Time for a NaNoWriMo update! For the most part, everything has been about the same. I've gotten a lot of words out by switching it up. If I don't feel inspiration for one project, I flip over to the next. I guess there is a perk to working on multiple projects at once. I still … Continue reading NaNoWriMo update ——— #2
A plan to go down in flames
Most humans believe that I will save the world. Tragic. They see me fly with my golden wings stretched out. The clouds brush by and create this sort of weird halo effect around me, so it must be a “sign.” But these humans look for signs under beds like that’ll say if they need ice … Continue reading A plan to go down in flames
How to use social media when querying
At the base line, social media is a good way to connect with agents. Agents talk about their manuscript wish list (#MSWL) from time to time. They list what they're looking for in the next book they represent. Look out for them. You might see one that matches your book. However, warning: do not directly … Continue reading How to use social media when querying
“Freelancer” or another title?
Sometimes using the term freelance editor makes the job seem easier than it actually is. Carefree. Simple. But it's more like running a small business than anything else. Freelancers have tax assessments to do, cliental to keep up with, projects to handle, breaks to plan, money to manage, etc. It's not something people think about … Continue reading “Freelancer” or another title?
I used to believe that monsters lived under my bed. They loved scaring me in the dark. “That’s where they stay,” Society told me. “Where they belong.” But Society also ordered me to keep my stomach flat so people would like me. Short hair was for men. Lesbian. I couldn’t drive. I couldn’t lift anything … Continue reading Real monsters