Friday, November 7, 2008

Haiku Friday - Cali Edition

Constant ocean breeze
Gentle balm for weary souls
Chilly in the shade

Channel Islands rise
Amid mist and haze and clouds
So mysterious

Palm trees sway above me
Various seabirds take flight
Should I fear earthquakes?

Not quite young lovers
But rediscovering things
We had forgotten

We walked and held hands
Along sandy, rocky shore
A new day begins

Monday, November 3, 2008

Vacation anyone?

My husband and I are heading out on vacation tomorrow morning at the ungodly hour of 7:40 AM. We're going to California - landing in LA and driving to Ventura Beach. Then we're heading to El Capitan, Malibu, maybe Mexico. I am SO excited, which is only slightly tempered by my feeling vaguely guilty for leaving the kids and dogs with Grandma.

I'm packed. The only thing left is my laptop and my makeup. It has been SO long since we've been out of the beach...with time for drinks...for reconnecting...for dreaming...for thinking...

And lots of time for writing! :)

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Stream of consciousness

SO MUCH LAUNDRY. I'm not sure it would all get done even if I ran the washer and dryer constantly until we leave!
And...we ARE leaving! We're going on vacation to California, since Grandma finally agreed to keep the kids and the dogs. I know it's a lot to ask. But we rarely ask for anything. But I still feel guilty for asking.

My head hurts. I don't want it to - it's a beautiful day and it's going to be a fun week, away from stress and work and everything. I want to be able to look forward to vacation, not feel guilty about it!

We will probably not have another vacation alone together - we will cherish this one!

I really wish I didn't have to work tomorrow. But it's only till 2.

I also hope I can get my expense check tomorrow...hope hope hope!

So, what is the most important thing you need to know about my character, Siobhan Douglass?

She is for real, and from the very beginning she takes her gifts very seriously.

Going to take a nap...then...a couple thousand words on my novel, laundry,'s always something!

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Sooo, I am an IDIOT

I signed up for Nanowrimo AND Nablopomo.

If you know what is wrong with me, please post it in the comments!

I have no idea what I will post, but I am envisioning kind of a mind-opening type thing before I start working on my novel each day. So, it could get VERY interesting!

Free your mind, and the rest will follow. Right?!

So here is the prologue to my novel, Gifted:

She pushed a lock of her long brown hair away from her angular face, tucking it behind her ear. She chewed on her bottom lip, stared off into space. Before she realized it, before she could stop it, it was happening again. She shook her head, closed her eyes, trying to rid her mind of its vision, trying to interrupt and silence the voice that spoke directly to her. The vision grew stronger, the voice grew louder and more insistent. She briefly wondered if she was crazy. Then her thoughts were not her own anymore. Everything that was uniquely and undeniably her was gone and only the voice and the vision remained. It was just like before, just like when she was a child.

Her only choice was absolute surrender. And so she surrendered. She gave in, not knowing when she would belong to herself again, not knowing when the vision would be over, or when it would come to pass. Just knowing that until it was over, she was a hostage to her gift.

How many words is that? Oh? Not 50,000?

Back to the other screen....see you tomorrow!

PS - Marvin and Laura,
I will endeavor to continue Haiku Fridays for your 5-7-5 enjoyment!