1. I'm feeling ANTSY. We just turned in the first draft of THE HUSH FUND and now we wait. I'm just not sure I'll ever get used to the waiting. The truth is, it never gets any easier. I'm not a patient person and when we finish a manuscript I crave instant feedback.
2. Being antsy makes me want to do crazy things. Suffice it to say, I'm driving Laura nuts right now with new ideas and overall angst regarding the state of our writing career. She loves it.
3. My Kindle is stuffed with amazing books and we have the massive Roecker Hilton Head vacation coming up. What are the chances that I'll have time to read in a house with 7 children under the age of 7? Slim to none and yet I can't stop loading books on my Kindle.
4. We have a couple of THE LIES THAT BIND ARCs to give away, but we're struggling to figure out the best way to do the honors. We want something fun, yet epic. Also PINTEREST. So, yeah. Any suggestions would be welcome.
5. We've decided that there should be a law against family members and friends or really anyone you know in real life, reading your book. It's just too hard to have people you love read something you wrote. It matters too much and then it ends up being weird and awkward and ugh.
6. Are you a writer? Have you entered the WriteOnCon/Reading Room Contest of Awesome? If the answer is no, then you are dead to me. You could win $1,000 and the opportunity to work with amazing literary agent Catherine Drayton! Seriously, what are you waiting for?
7. I'm feeling extra sensitive lately. You know when sometimes you tweet something @ someone you kinda/sorta know on the internet and then that someone ignores you? It makes me feel like the BIGGEST LOSER EVER. I also know that we've probably done this on accident before, so if you're ever ignored by us on Twitter, know it's completely unintentional. Sometimes we miss stuff, but it's hard not to take it personally when people somehow miss you.
8. The other day I had this conversation with myself:
Lisa 1: Man, I really wish Newsroom was a real news show. I'd learn so much. It's too bad they don't have a show like that every day.
Lisa 2: Um, they do. It's called THE NEWS. Only you never want to watch it because it's too depressing and you have too much Bravo on your DVR.
Lisa 1: Crap. I'm an idiot.
9. I'm happy. Really, truly, crazy happy. In spite of my endless amount of angst, for some reason at this very moment in my life I feel this overwhelming sense of contentment and possibility. God knows I spend most of my days half asleep looking like a woman who's been sleeping in an underpass and screaming at my children to HURRY UP WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS SO SLOW, but I also get to write books and work a day job that balances my life and gives our family financial stability and I've got friends and family and a husband who I adore and kids who drive me insane in the best way possible. So, yeah. Happiness with spurts of impatience. That pretty much sums up my life right about now.
10. I still haven't stopped eating the s'mores.
OK, spill. What's your truth this Tuesday?
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All of the above.
And the worst is when family asks to read something you wrote, and then you try to work with them to get it to them in a convenient way (because no one wants to read a word document on a computer screen), and they ... never ... get back to you.
Why did you ask to read it? I never wanted you to, because it's too damn personal in the first place. But if you bug me about it, and I try to make it happen for you, the least you can do is follow through.
/rant
Okay, Okay, Seamus apologizes for not tweeting back immediately. It's an opposable thumbs problem! Please don't take it personally. Also, Hilton Head sounds wonderful. 7 little kids....well.... Um, Hilton Head sounds wonderful! Happy reading and writing.
ROFL, turned in a new mss to my agent's assistant last week. This week I have chewed my fingers to bloody nubs. On the plus side, I've lost five pounds. That all finger-tip diet is working. ;)
My truth this Tuesday? I'm not sure if the anxiety I feel working on my WIP is because I am *so excited it rocks* or because I am *terrified it sucks.*
I think it alternates every 5 minutes, to tell the truth.
#5
Yup. #5.
The only family/friend I let read what I write is my mother, because she honestly thinks I'm the most talented writer this side of Tolkien. Which, you know, I'm not, but it's nice to have a cheerleader. :)
So yeah, I'll admit it. As soon as I send something, I check my inbox within five minutes. Sometimes less. And actually get disappointed. How lame is that? Also -- family members or sometimes even close, but non-writing friends, reading your work... A certain anonymous relative once said to me after begging to read something: "Well. Do you really think people will want to read that?" Never again, my friends. Never again.
And I have been fringe acquaintance Tweet ignored, BUT, I have also sometimes been responded to when I've randomly thrown in my two cents. Although last nite's tweet to @BravoAndy praising him for having Jennifer Weiner as his bar tender went unanswered. What's up with that Andy Cohen? Hmmmm?
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