I'm talking snacks that won't make my long runs feel like I'm dragging a bag of sand tied to my knees.
What I'm trying to say is that it's so great to spend time with people who get me. Even if they're just humoring me. It always feels like the conferences end a little too soon.
I was going to wait and post a music video on Monday, but since I am still flying high from eating gelato with Dean Lorey, Janette Rallison, Matthew Buckley, James Dashner, Eric Swedin and a bunch of other very cool writers and editors. (Shari and Karen, you missed out.) I just couldn't wait. For anybody who's ever felt alone in the world, here's to finding your bees.
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So it's time to get to work on my revision. I've let my MS Cool for three weeks. I'm feeling a bit rusty and need to get cracking on it. Apparently, the concept I'm writing about is so last week. I hate the media's modern attention span. It's almost as bad as my own.
So, I broke down and bought a new pair of Chuck Taylor's. For revisions, you know. Because you can't possibly write without shoes. Right?
Actually, I've been feeling the need to slip more fully into my characters and wanted a pair of the coolest sneakers ever! Yeah I really don't need new shoes. But they are so in character with my book, I couldn't help myself.
Anywho,
I guess it's time to get back to the beginning. Wish me luck. Send chocolate. I'm gonna need it.
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Oh yes. One more thing. The very cool Ali Cross persuaded me continue the story voting. The current frontrunner is the Breakup Story. By one vote. So Don't stop commenting. I'm not sure if I want to tell that one, since I was the one humiliated. Oh, it was so bad.
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It was a great weekend. I'm still dreaming about a pair of those for me. I may break down and get them yet.
Also, did we eat dried mango and chocolate or did you just post this very late at night?
Anyway. I think a good pair of shoes are imperative to rewriting, I really do. Unfortunately my characters wear weird shoes with really pointed shoes. I'm not getting those for inspiration, but I am going to the Renaissance Fair in Odgen. (I spelled renaissance right on the first try. It's a miricle.)
LOVED the gelato almost as much as the company!
I miss you already. Good luck with your revisions...
Melinda, dried mangos are my pacing treat. You know, that food I gnaw on when I can't get the words right. I can't even count the amount of bags I've consumed this year. My preference would be for chocolate, especially dark, fine chocolate. Mangos are a safer alternative.
I love my shoes. They are so cute and cool. Like a yearbook entry. I hope they stay cute and cool all summer.
I'm still voting for the breakup.
And I love the shoes. They are SOOO Molly. And Kristi.
PS: I changed my blog address to stevenfoto.blogspot
I just pitched myself on your blog.
How come no one invited me to gelato???? And dried mangoes rock my world. I totally get how they can disappear.
mangos? mangoes? oy. Either way I need some.
Chuck Taylors! I didn't know they still called them that. :)
I'm still voting for all three stories.
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