I had a pasta heavy day. So I'm not doing jack. I should be writing, but I'm still trying to muster up some energy for that. Maybe in a couple hours. I guess.
But hey, at least I'm not posting a pic-spam again. Right? Right.
So, let's see what's up. I've been back from South Carolina for a week now, and mostly I've been moping about not being in South Carolina. And avoiding unpacking. And trying to catch up on my bills. And trying to get a good head-start on the Janie story.
See, I like to write stuff out. You know, with pen and paper. I'm a unicorn in that respect. So I have a couple notebooks full of notes and outlines for Janie, but they haven't been going into the story draft. Bad author! *slaps own hand*
I have reason to be motivated. I have officially signed up for the South Carolina Writers Workshop in Myrtle Beach this October. I've been kind of dancing around the issue because I'm nit-picky about what I'm looking for in a conference.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not snobby nit-picky. I just sit around comparing classes and how I can apply them to the stage I'm in at this point, and let's face it. Money's tight. I can't just fling around money and melt charge cards to run to random conferences. I need to feel jazzed to be able to scrape the quarters together to justify the trip.
I found this site months ago and kept going back. And kept reading. And kept making mental pro/con lists in my head. I talked it out with Boom and Laurie on a couple occasions, and Laurie finally motivated me to click the button and sign up for the event.
Mostly, she just reads my mind and confirms the stuff rolling around in my head to convince me I'm making the right choice. She's psychic like that.
So, yeah. I signed up. And then a few Twitter-verse peeps messaged me to say it was a great event to attend. So I feel justified and all that noise. I'm very excited about it. It seems more geared toward the post-completed manuscript portion of the writing experience, which is the stage I'm at. Pennwriters taught me tons in regards to the manuscript stage, so I'm happy to bookend the process with this conference. Also, the agents and editors in attendance are like fabuloso, so another perk. I'm hoping for another smaller event that gives me time to really mingle and absorb what's going on around me.
Plus it's at the beach. At the beach when I like being at the beach most. OFF SEASON.
Also, I am carrying around the pipe dream that I can have Janie ready in time for the conference. You know, if I can get off my ass, I probably can do it. I can write fast. I put out six chapters in two or three days. It can happen if I get more motivated than THAT.
That's my current mindset in a nutshell. Plotting to write, plotting to confer, and plotting how to save money.
I've picked my quit smoking day. Monday. I am not allowed to smoke after Sunday. Prepare for first class bitchiness from me while I try this. It's only attempt number eleventy twenty. But if it puts money into my Move To SC Fund, maybe I can be successful.