Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Rather than give you my resolutions, since most of the things I want to happen this year are beyond my immediate control, I thought I'd do a retrospective. And since I didn't start this blog until March, that makes it even easier.
March: Started Kiersten Writes so I could stop talking about trying to get published on my family blog. Had about three readers.
April: Discovered Evil Editor. Learned how to write a decent query AND made lots of delightful writer friends. Figured out there were more online resources to find agents and learn about the industry than I had ever realized.
May: Turned 25. Quite an accomplishment, right? Tried to start writing a new book, BW, while still querying my first novel, Keeping King Tut. First published story came out.
June: Wrote out the first scene of Flash to entertain my readers (now about a dozen!) while I was on vacation in Mexico. Could not stop writing. Forgot about Tut and BW. Plotted during the whole trip, wrote like a fiend when I got home. Finished the first draft of Flash at the end of the month.
July: Edited Flash. Put together a writing group. Wrote my query.
August: Queried. Visited home. Met the other MoMos in person. Got pregnant.
September: Got rejected. Pregnancy turned out to be ectopic and nearly killed me. Hits to the blog spiked; figured people like massive internal bleeding. Not willing to do it again, no matter how much it improved my stats.
October: Was sure universe owed me and would get an agent immediately. No one called. Started writing Dust.
November: Noticed an agent named Michelle Wolfson; thought I'd give her a shot. A couple of hours later got a partial request. A week later got a full request. Two days later got an agent. Best. Phonecall. Ever. Edited Flash with Michelle's suggestions and put together a cover letter. Built a website.
December: Still working on Dust; got an idea for a book related to Flash. Couldn't get it out of my head. Wrote it. All. Edited it. Found myself still trying to process and deal with the events of September, but happy and looking forward to what the new year will bring.
So there you have it. Of course, I left out how wonderful Hot Stuff was, how adorable my kids were, so on and so forth. But this is Kiersten Writes, after all.
Instead of setting goals, I'm going to wish the same for you that I hope for myself: a happy, healthy, and productive new year.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Hot Stuff got roped into singing in some Christmas program tonight. I say roped in because someone else signed him up. Originally the idea was to have him sing a section of "Silent Night" in Romanian (yeah, he speaks Romanian...and Arabic), but for some reason that got changed to Russian (no, he doesn't speak Russian).
His duet partner sent him the lyrics. I looked at the computer while they were up and got very concerned. "Hot Stuff, can you even read acryllic?"
"Cyrillic! I meant Cyrillic!"
Oddly enough, he knew what I was asking the first time around. Even odder, turns out he can read Cyrillic. And acryllic, too, although he mostly just paints with it.
A man of many talents, my husband.
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Imagine him doing a dead-on Heath Ledger as Joker impression:
"You wanna know how I got these scars? You see, my grandma, she was a nice lady. But she was a little too liberal with the hair clippers. And one day she decided to give me a haircut..."
"You wanna know how I got these scars? I had a pretty little wife, kinda like you...she liked to make cookies. But one day instead of the chocolate chips, she put in razor blades...let me show you..."
"You wanna know how I got these scars? Well, when I was a teenager, I had really bad acne. The doctor, he told me not to pick at them, but I didn't listen. And then when he saw my face, he just grinned and said...why so serious?"
"You wanna know how I got these scars? I was a makeup artist. One day I decided to apply my prosthetics with crazy glue..."
So on and so forth. He keeps me entertained.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
HS: He is so gorgeous.
K, laughing: I didn't know you had a thing for Michael Caine.
HS: Ever since Muppet Christmas Carol.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
I know, it isn't fair. It isn't fair that one person should be so talented, nor is it fair that I get to be her friend and you don't. Unless you are. In which case, lucky us ; )
I'm absolutely positive that I didn't deserve such a beautiful gift. I'm also just as positive that I'm glad she made it for me anyway.