In deciding what to write about my mind often wanders. I have a Dude Ranch story I’ve been working on for over 20 years. Then I recently started my mom’s life story, but that could be touchy because, well honestly, she’s still alive and I’ve already gotten stuff all screwed up. That doesn’t really matter though because it’s fiction. So my dilemma? I also have an LDS trilogy I’ve been working on for about 15 years, I think? It started out as a vague, trite romance. Then I added AIDS and Lupus (for fun?), eventually that segued into a two part and because Nora Roberts is one of my (writing) idols I decided to do a trilogy ala Nora. Her formula is easy to figure out so I copied that idea and came up with my own threesome, or six-some, and have a helluva story brewing, but I almost never work on that one because honestly… (yes, I’m forthright) there is no market.
And the bottom line is the bottom line some days.
Tonight I’m reveling in probably getting another A in a 300 level Lit class. Always comforting. So I think I can write. Then I decide to read for a bit and start one of Charlaine Harris’s “Dead” series (HarperConnelly). I’ve already read ALL the Sookie Stackhouse books and have the Lily Bard series somewhere, then I “accidentally” came across this one and I. Am. Hooked! Yay! She is a wonderful writer and since it’s fantasy? Horror? Sci-fi? I enjoy the change of pace from Romance and Classic Lit.
I really need to get my hands on another Susan ElizabethPhillips, but I don’t know which one. I am also excited to read Debbie Macomber and just discovered her Angels series.
I *need* a Kindle Fire. Or a tablet. Or an Ipad. Something. So I can read this all in bed without too much light to bother the hubby. Books are hard to light, and my laptop is too big.
Yes, Santa, I want a Kindle Fire.
Thanks a million.
Love ya lots.
Okay. Gonna read some more and then maybe write something. Maybe.