whiski_sour: (Danno's on hold)
Here's the lazy, bullet-pointed catch up of my world.

-Still working three jobs. I've got about a month until school is out and then I'll lose the morning child-minding gig. I'll also be taking off June when it comes to teaching Spanish. So, I need to figure out something else to do to make some money this summer. Sugar daddy applications are available.

-Speaking of other things I do to make money, I published another novella on Smashwords. Night of the Nothing Man is all yours for the low, low price of $1.99 and is available for most devices including Nook, Kindle, and iPad.

-I was supposed to go to a Cubs game with Dad earlier this month, but it got weathered out (Chicago by the lake, 40 degrees, 20 MPH winds, and rain...I'll take the postponement). So we'll be going in June. At least we know we won't be freezing.

-Speaking of Dad, he had another check-up last week and I'm happy to say won't be needing treatments this round. He'll go back for another check in three months. We're all very happy about this.

-I've started to do my old yoga routine, which I had to stop doing in October of 2011 when I hurt my knee. A year and a half later I finally trust that my knee has healed enough to take my weight in warrior and chair pose. This is a huge boost for me. I've been pretty disappointed with my commitment to exercise because I didn't feel like I was accomplishing anything, but this is a huge gain. The old yoga routine, stretching, and weights in the morning along with belly dance in the afternoon is really making me feel less sloth-like. I'm also making an effort to do something physical every day. So even though I'm not doing a full on workout on the weekends, I still make sure I get in a little yoga or some squats or something. Again, all in the name of battling the slug feeling.

-I'm thinking about starting a tumblr related to my rerun junkie activities, except I'm not still not exactly sure how tumblr works. I keep thinking I'll figure it out and so far, I really haven't.

-I'd love to say that there's more that went on during the month, but there's not. I pretty much work, worry about money, and try to get my little talent together to establish some kind of career and that's it. I haven't been able to justify having much fun lately. When you have to save up to afford a hair cut (which you do instead of getting an eye exam to get new contacts), lunch out with a friend makes you feel guilty for days, no matter how much you needed the break.
whiski_sour: (Kiss me)
Happy St. Patrick's Day! I hope you're all wearing green and drinking responsibly if you choose to imbibe. I'm rocking my team-signed CornBelters away jersey and later I'll be drinking hard lemonade out of my souvenir Kansas City Royals cup because I'm not Irish and I'm not going to pretend to be.

I realize this is my first post of the month, but really, nothing worth mentioning has been going on. I continue on the writing grind, working on a few different projects that I hope will one day get published. I'm looking for a part-time job since I'm hard up for cash once again and the need for a steady income is real. Not surprisingly, REJECTED isn't selling and I've only made three jewelry sales. The most money I've made is off of eBay and even then I didn't sell anything there last month.

If anyone would like to help with some word of mouth, I'd appreciate it.

I've got a bad case of spring fever. I've been going outside every day and I'm feeling the urge to do stuff. It's the nice weather. It makes me want to accomplish things.

Laziness tends to win out, as per usual, but still, I have the strong urge.
whiski_sour: (repeat)
I'm starting to look and apply for part-time jobs. I need a little more money coming in since I'm not making much. Pretty much everything I've done thus far, aside from doing the rummage sale on eBay, has been a bust.

So far, most of the possible gigs I'm finding are out of town, but if I work at least 15 hours a week making minimum wage, I can cover my bills and gas. I won't get rich, but I won't be scrambling to pay bills while I'm trying to get more short stories published either. And if my car would be up to making the out of town drives a few days a week, that would help even more in terms of gas.

I didn't get hardly any writing done working full-time and I was miserable for it. Part-time is the compromise that should work for me. I started to do it towards the end of my last stint at Wal-Mart. It's my best bet right now.

If I'm going to make this work, I've got to do whatever it takes. I'm hell bent on it now. No going back.
whiski_sour: (*headdesk*)
I'm a little stressed this week.

Had to make an unexpected trip to the hospital on Wednesday. Mom text me early that morning, asking me to call her. Now, since this is my mother, it can be anything from someone's dead to the Howlin' Mad Smurf wants to tell you something completely pointless. So, I called her to find out that Grandma (her mother) is in hospital. Apparently, her glaucoma meds were causing her to go into renal failure and she ended up in ICU. My aunt was on the way up from St. Louis and my mother wanted me to go to the hospital to keep my aunt in check, as she had a fear that my aunt would end up arguing with the doctors and get pitched from the hospital.

Mother also requested me to go because, though she wanted to be there, since her fear of hospitals was so well known, she was afraid that if she showed up, Grandma would think she was dying.

But I went and Grandma cried when she saw me. Yeah, that reassured her, Ma.

In the end, I had a nice visit with her and the rest of the family. She was moved to a regular room yesterday, and was sent home today. She's a tough old lady, for sure, and I'm glad the doctors got her fixed up so quickly.

In other news, I'm going to Cubs Con with [livejournal.com profile] luchalibrarian a week from today and I've hit my typical traveling IT'S TOO SOON I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH TIME I NEED MORE TIME stress. I'll be fine once I get going, but for the next few days I'm going to feel like I have too much to do, not enough time, and I'm not going to be ready. I think Hammie's birthday and my birthday happening literally the two days before I leave is just adding to that stress.

In further stress news, I realized today that the manuscript I've been working on for the novel contest needs a lot more work than I remembered it needing. There's no way I'm going to get it done. I won't stop rewriting/revising it, but it's not going to work for this contest. I'm not sure what I'm going to do about that yet. I'll look at the other manuscripts I have and see if there's anything I've got that's closer to being done, but I'm not very hopeful. I'm thinking this is a lost cause and I'm not going to be able to play. Not happy with myself on that one.

So, yes, by the time I hit Chicago, I'm going to be more than ready to rock and, as my family says, blow the stink off.
whiski_sour: (Danno's on hold)
The first few days of 2012 can be summed up thusly:

-I had to go to five different places to find the right sized boxes that I needed to mail some stuff I sold on eBay.

-I got one of the items packed up and ready to go, only to run out of packing tape for the second one, which now results in two trips to the post office.

-THEY HAVE TAKEN THE OLD HAWAII FIVE-0 FROM MY LIFE AND I AM NOT HANDLING DANNO WITHDRAWL WELL.

-I've taken up watching Murder, She Wrote (thank you, TV Land for bringing it back) and Bonanza (THERE IS NO DANNO NOW) and I admit to watching Little House on the Prairie.

-Matlock and Perry Mason never leave me!

-I'm doing more than watching TV, I swear. Like stressing about all of the events and deadlines I have this month, including Hammie's birthday, my birthday, Cubs Con (all in the same week!), and this crazy notion of rewriting/revising a novel by the end of the month.

-Also I've been rewriting/revising a novel.

-And I'm sore from the new workout routine.

-But my new protective case for my phone came today and it's super cute, so there is that.

If you just look at the list and don't actually read it, it looks like I've actually been a lot more productive than I really have. Pretty cool, huh?
whiski_sour: (Groove)
Ebook versions of Rejected: Nine Stories I Couldn't Get Published are now available at the iBookstore and for the Nook. For $1.99, you can be informed when you tell me my writing sucks! (Sorry, nothing for Kindle yet.)

Also, I've added new stuff to my jewelry store on Etsy. If you don't want to order through Etsy, you can contact me here and I'll be more than happy to hook you up.

Remember to pass it on! I could really use the word of mouth right now.

Please and thank you.
whiski_sour: (Ooh! Shiny!)
Zombidays: Festivities of the Flesheaters (containing my story "Land of the Voting Dead") is now available!

I just got my contributer's copy (and my check) in the mail today. I can't think of a better way to pep up an ordinary Wednesday.

I'm looking forward to reading it. With titles like "Zombie's First Christmas" and "Kill Phil", it's gotta be good.
whiski_sour: (repeat)
It took me a frustrated tempertantrum and feeling like an idiot, but I finally got my book of short stories published on Lulu last night.

Rejected: Nine Stories I Couldn't Get Published

It's available in paperback and for PDF download. I will probably attempt to do a proper eBook version, but it's going to be a few weeks because I have other things that I need to get done first.

Buy it and/or pass it on.
whiski_sour: (Groove)
My last day of work was Friday. I made sure to say goodbye to all of the drivers in town (including doubling back to catch Stephen), got a hug from Albert, Kent, and Shilo, and, I admit, shed a few tears on the drive home. I say again, I won't miss the work, but I will miss the people. I was told before I left to come back and visit. I'll be doing that.

Hit the family reunion yesterday. I just stayed long enough to eat and visit with the people I wanted to see before I left. It was kind of weird without Papa there, though they did have a big picture of him over the dessert table, which I found kind of creepy. I don't need a bad picture of my dead grandpa lording over me while I get my piece of cherry pie. I mean it was well meaning, but I still wasn't comfortable with it.

After the reunion, I took the girls to the last Cornbelters game of the season. They got to spend some time in the bouncy houses and get their faces painted before mean Aunt Kiki made them sit in their seats and watch the game. Hammie was actually pretty into the game from the get-go. Hobbit and Howlin' Mad Smurf, not so much. It took a few innings before they caught on to the concept of cheering for the Belters. By the end, they were chanting "Let's Go Corn!" right on cue.

I was disappointed that they wouldn't dance during the dancing inning. How do they not know how to do the YMCA? That's just ridiculous that they're so uneducated in the ways of community dance. However, they redeemed themselves by singing the 7th inning stretch.

I won a signed a jersey and they got their freebie t-shirts signed by the whole team and Corny. They got to run the bases afterwards. In the end, they had a blast and they want to go again next season. Aunt Kiki will only be too happy to take them.

Tomorrow I go back to work for myself. It's going to be weird not waking up at 5:30 to head to the cube. It'll be a few weeks before I start working with DaLette, so I really need to get the book done and the jewelry site rolling as quickly as possible.

I'm back to working for myself and I'm one bitch of a boss.
whiski_sour: (scream)
It's really starting to set in that next week will be the last week of a regular paycheck and then I'll be depending on what work DaLette can get me and how well I can sell my jewelry and my self-published book of short stories.

Yeah, I'm terrified.

If this doesn't work, I'll be back in the market for a day job, looking like a fool. It'll be just another in a long list of failures I've committed in my time. It's hard to be a success when you're rather mediocre and not very good at anything.

Anyway, I'm feeling a little anxious because it doesn't feel like a week is going to be enough time to get this show off the ground. The jewelry website should be ready, but the book is going to take a bit longer. I won't be getting any work from DaLette until October, so I've got a whole month to really work on building up the other two projects and getting them going.

I'm still terrified.

This could all work well if I were a different person, but I'm so reluctant to sell myself or anything I do. I feel like I'm being annoying when I try to put myself and my work out there. I'm not as smooth and charming as so many other people I know. Promotion is the key to making this work. Getting the message out to as many people as possible will go a long way to helping this work.

I've got the websites. I've ordered business cards. I plan on setting up pages on Facebook. I plan on using Twitter. If anyone would like to help me spread the word about the jewelry, I'd be happy to send you a freebie along with some business cards to pass out to people you think might be interested. I don't know what kind of deal I could work out on the book yet, but I'll think of something. Any help anyone could offer, I'd be grateful.

I'm doing this.

Yep. Terrified.
whiski_sour: (how's my hair?)
I got the job. I go tomorrow to fill out some paperwork and I officially start the gig on Monday. It's a full-time gig, working 7:30 to 4. I hope I can get back into that groove quickly. It's been almost three years since my last real job.

This job brings me a regular paycheck and health insurance. However, now I'm going to have to rearrange my world to accommodate it. I'm going to have to figure out how to work in my exercise routine and my writing and my blogging. Not to mention I'll now be blessed with the job of making dinner after putting in a full shift and spending part of my weekend doing laundry.

It's a good thing I don't have a social life. I wouldn't know where to put it.

I'm also going to go through a certain amount of withdrawl from the Internet, particularly Twitter. And my reruns. I'm really going to miss Hawaii 5-0.

The ability to pay my bills my ease the pain a little bit, though.
whiski_sour: (Groove)
If you remember from this entry, my latest in my line of scratch off tickets netted me 16 dollars. From that 16 dollars, I got two more of the same scratch offs (and a Mega Millions ticket; let's see how lucky I am) and ended up winning another 2 bucks, with which I will, of course, get two more tickets.

The streak is alive and well and I am thrilled. Five winning scratch offs so far. Best Christmas present ever.

Let's see if this luck translates to the big game. I've never won anything on the Mega Millions game, so even just one of the small prizes would be fantastic right about now.

In other news, if you don't follow my other LJ, [livejournal.com profile] kikiwrites, then you might not know that I started a blog last November. It's nothing fantastic, but I hope it will do a couple of things for me. One is serve as a kind of website for myself and a central hub for my writing career. Yes, I have a website and an LJ for my writing, but I felt like I couldn't get both of them to work together. And let's face it, I'm lazy. Updating the website was too easy to put off. It's much easier to update the blog.

The other purpose is to open myself up as a person and put my brain on display. I'm a fun, interesting, not always good, complex human being, but unfortunately, I have a tendency to keep myself very closed off. That's not going to work in today's writing game because you have to put yourself out there more to sell your books. I might as well start doing it now so I can do it on my terms.

Besides, everyone loves a good freak show.

I post three times a week regularly (Monday, Wednesday, Friday) and sometimes do special posts. Starting today, I'm promoting them on Twitter. If you follow me on Twitter, please let me know if the self-promoting gets annoying. I would like to ask people to visit my world, not run them off.

I'm a little nervous about doing this. I'm not used to trying to attract attention to myself.

Well, at least not without dying my hair purple.
whiski_sour: (German (base by bleedskint))
I know I said I was going to answer the questions for this entry yesterday, but I'll be honest, I didn't feel like it. And I only had one question anyway.

[livejournal.com profile] luchalibrarian: What is your great love in life?

I've had several loves in my life and a more than a few cruel mistresses, but I'd have to say that writing is my great love. It lets me be everything I want to be and everything I can't be and it's the one thing that I keep coming back to.
whiski_sour: (Teddy is awesome)
The novel I'm doing for NaNo this year involves baseball because if I can work a current obsession into my NaNo, it just goes that much better for me.

So I'm thinking to myself that if I really want to do something productive with this novel, it's going to take some research during the revisions because it takes place in several different ballparks that I've never been to: PNC Park (Pittsburgh Pirates), Orioles Park (Baltimore Orioles), Chase Field (Arizona Diamondbacks), and Nationals Park (Washington Nationals). Many of the baseball scenes take place, but I've only been there twice and not with research on the mind. I should really go back a few more times just to get it right.

*cough*

Anyway, pretending I have money to spend on such a thing, I look at the schedules to see when the Cubs would be playing these teams because if I'm going to the games, I want to make it worth my while.

I kind of ignored the Diamondbacks because they're out in Arizona and the other teams are out East, so they'd be a separate trip. But, Pittsburgh, DC, and Baltimore are all right there, so I could hit them all in one go, theoretically, even though the Orioles are in the American League and typically don't play the Cubs.

Looking at the schedules, I realize that it actually is a doable thing. Right before the All-Star break, the Cubs are playing the Nats then the Bucs. It goes right in line with my needs.

So, I check the Orioles site.

Yeah, they're not playing at home until AFTER the All-Star break.

Of course, you stupid birds. Be inconvenient! If I had money to spend on this trip, I'd be even more pissy than I am right now.

I should really get a job so my ire can be more valid.
whiski_sour: (yay!)
I'm getting another story published.

"Land of the Voting Dead" will be included in the anthology Zombidays: Festivities of the Flesheaters.

I'll be sure to update with details as soon as I get them.

In the meantime, my week has been made.
whiski_sour: (naughty)
I've caught myself doing a tiny regression back to my preteen Bop days.

It started so innocently. I needed someone to keep my ass on track writing-wise, to stare me into productivity when I felt like slacking. Well, it just so happened that about this time that Jeffrey Donovan posted a picture of Bruce Campbell doing the Sam Axe stare on his Twitter.

Light bulbs, bells, and whistles go off in my head. It's perfect! Just what I need to correct my slacking ways. So I swipe it, print it out, and mat it with a shortened version of my favorite SGA quote ("I cannot keep sitting here waiting for you to have an epiphany. I am losing the will to live."~Radek Zelenka. It's the marquee screensaver for both of my computers. I just used the first sentence for the Bruce picture). I framed it and set it up on my DVD shelf so it stares at me while I work. It's a pretty effective reminder.

Fast forward to November and NaNoWriMo. Early on in the month, TV Guide graced us with a gorgeous picture of Nathan Fillion, which Carrie tore out of the magazine and gave to me on the condition that if he became too distracting, she'd take him away. Well, it turns out that Nathan is a bit of good luck because I hit 50,000 words today. Now, I just have to finish the rest of the novel before the end of the month.

I'm pretty tired at the moment. You wouldn't think that writing can wear you out, but it does me, especially when I'm busting my ass on the word counts. I realized that I'm in dangerous territory and that with my 50K in the bag, I might be tempted to slack.

Cue the bells and whistles!

I go digging through my drawer and find a picture of Chris O'Donnell and LL Cool J that Carrie got from an EW, I think. It's now hanging up above Nathan, my inspiration to get me through the rest of November and the rest of my novel.

Come December, though, I think I'll be putting the pictures away (well, all except Bruce; he's my daily writing inspiration). I don't want to go back to wallpapering my room in people's faces.

My dad still hasn't forgiven me for all of the thumbtack holes from the first time.
whiski_sour: (Fraggle)
I only half-assed it watching SGU and Sanctuary tonight, so no in depth thoughts, just a couple of brief comments.

I'm kind of over SGU. I didn't miss it last week and wasn't really looking forward to it this week. But I will say, Rush killed the ending. When I like the guy that everyone on the ship distrusts and dislikes the most, that should say something about your show. Just saying.

Sanctuary was just bizarre and I don't know why an apocolypse made Will grow a mullet. I feel that is going to be one of the mysteries that this show just won't answer. Also, I failed at catching the repeat of last week's episode, so I guess I'll just keep an eye out for it during the marathons SyFy likes to run.

In completely unrelated news (it took me four tries to spell "completely" and I'm still not convinced I got it right), I posted the very rough first chapter of my NaNo novel, if anyone is interested. Chapter 1 of A Tale of Two Lady Killers.

I think I'm going to bed early tonight. Or I'm going to try to go to bed early tonight.

Because it's Friday night.

And I know how to party.
whiski_sour: (yay!)
A couple of months ago my story "Hillbilly Hunt" was selected to be in an anthology by Pill Hill Press.

Well, I'm pleased (excited as hell, really) to announce that The Middle of Nowhere: Horror in Rural America is now available for purchase on Amazon.com and Barnes and Noble, just in time for Halloween.

So, if you've got a few bucks to spare and are in the mood for some scary stories, check it out.

It's not all corn and beans around here, ya know.
whiski_sour: (Groove)
When I read the subject title, I hear the professor from Futurama saying it.

Anyway, yes, there is good news. I sold two short stories in the past three days. The details are over here in my writing journal. So go check it out and share my squee.

If you've got me friended on Facebook and/or are following me on Twitter, sorry for spamming you with this, but it's bound to happen when I get all excitable like this. I don't sell short stories every day.

In conclusion, happy birthday, [livejournal.com profile] doyoulikestuff! I hope it was a good one for you and the creatures in the bushes didn't eat you.

FYI

Mar. 18th, 2009 10:38 pm
whiski_sour: (this just in)
I've got a story up at Firefox News. It's a short story called "My Winter with Stanley". It's about a girl and her vampire, only her vampire doesn't sparkle. And he likes goulash.

If you've got a few minutes to spare and want something to read, try it out. If you like it, give rec it to other possibly interested parties.

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