Such is life February 6, 2009
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You can turn around and run now if you want. Because I am about to talk about writing and what it is that it does to me. It makes me so happy, and then five minutes later it makes me mad. For some reason, I enjoy it. I suppose I lack normalcy, but you’ll never hear me complain about that. I honestly can’t imagine what it would be like to be normal. What it would be like not to be me. Me with my insane amounts of reading and (occasionally) insane amounts of writing. I can’t really say that I’ve been writing lately. Well, I could say that, but that would be lying. I’m lacking for words again. It’s the worst kind of writer’s block when you know exactly what’s going to happen and exactly what to do, yet you lack for words. That’s me. Lacking for words again. It’s really not fair. I mean, I was having so much fun with me new novel. I pretty much adore the main characters. Most especially Shia. He’s such a darling. Probably my favorite. It’s interesting though because he is Jace’s polar opposite. Where Jace is rash and wild, Shia is quiet and reserved. Don’t get me wrong, he has a very snarky sense of humor. He’s just not as open about it as Jace is.
Anyway….
Tonight and tomorrow shall be pretty much amazing. My friend is spending the night tonight for my birthday, and then she’s spending all of tomorrow with me. So I shall not be around the internet world again till Sunday-ish. We shall see. Mayhap late Saturday evening. Depends on how tired I am.
I’m going to be seventeen on Monday. Ack. I’ve gotten four presents thus far. Two from my relative. And two more from Maribeth and Danielle. ( They so rock, those two. 
) Thank you, guys!!!
Oh, and speaking of those gifts I got from my relative… I attempted to read “City of Bones.” Oh my gosh, I wanted to cry. I can’t read that book. I just can’t. It’s too weird for me. I kept thinking, “Jace wouldn’t say that. He wouldn’t do that.” Such is life.
Try starting in the middle of the scene that needs to come next, then fill in the beginning afterward.
Eeek! I hate that predicament. I’m wishing you the bestest of luck.
Have fun with your friend.
and HAPPY (early) BIRTHDAY!
(don’t worry, I’ll be telling you happy birthday more than just this once.)
It may also help if you don’t worry about a good first draft and just write crappy sentences. If you know what happens, you should be able to write the actions and whatever dialogue, emotion, and description come to you. But don’t make the fluff parts of the story the focus at this point. Even if it’s just a detailed synopsis. That’s something. (Unless you want to have a solid first draft and are okay suffering from the time being by being unable to write.)
But yeah. That completely sucks.
Hey, Jess, if you’d like, I can go yell at Cassandra Clare for you next month. The City of Glass launch party is at a bookstore an hour away.
Nice Maribeth
De nada!
We love you Jess. Happy Birthday (and like Maribeth, you’ll be hearing this for a while…)
Would you actually say something to her, Anilee?
Oh dear…. Danielle and Maribeth, I’m a bit worried.
If it’s important to you…
…I might…
…Probably not…
…I don’t want to go anyway…
…except there’ll probably be cake…
CAKE!!!!!!!!!!
*starts to jump up and down*
Jess, I’m sending you cake for your birthday.
Don’t be afraid, sheesh. Just be excited. And um, flexible as to the actual date of your birthday? Is that possible? Well just pretend that your birthday goes on for… a bit.
Flexible is a good thing to be.
I’ve had some, um, challenges with that.
Good luck. Heh heh heh.
Happy early birthday! (Since tomorrow, is, you know, your *seventeenth* birthday…)
Oh yeah, Maribeth and Danielle DO rock.
Reminds me of incredibles… “You need to learn to be more.. Flexible.” lol.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY IN ONE HOUR!
Happy birthday!!