‘Real Life’ Category

  1. Fresh Coat Of Paint And New Toys!

    February 15, 2012 by Megs

    For those of you reading this post on Facebook or Livejournal, click through to NomChron itself and check out the new layout! I’m also testing out a couple plugins like getting comments to crosspost between various platforms. So knock yourself out! Say something nice!

    Part of the new layout, is to get a more uniformed look with my business cards. You heard me. Business cards. As I haven’t made some kind of official statement about it yet, but I’m going to the Silken Sands Conference March 16-18. I decided to take the plunge and get some more specific business cards for the event. I’ve very recently changed my erotic romance pseudonym from Morgan Chase to Lex Chase. Let’s be fair, I was kind of freaking tired with being confused with JP Morgan Chase Bank!

    The company I went with was MOO and I’ve had business cards from them before. They’re pricy but they are seriously really nice. Thick stock, laminated finish, crisp images, and easily legible. What I like about MOO is you can have multiple designs in a pack of cards. This time I decided for such a small run I was doing to use photographs of things that meant something to me, as well as tweak the colors for a more faded and color-warped photograph feel. Of course three of them are about my cats. Because. Really.

     

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    In there I have a couple shots of Atlanta, Krispy Kreme, flowers from my garden, and of course Dali, Remmi, and Pootie. The LxC is a logo I cooked up because I couldn’t make LC look interesting and LxC when said aloud sounds like ‘Lexi.’ Lexi was an option I was considering with the pseudonym change, but I don’t look like I could pull off the name in real life. But aren’t they quaint?

    In revision land news, Darkmore has entered the second round of revision while my crit group finishes chowing down on the first round. Now it’s mostly fine tuning at this point like raising flaws in characters, and adding little glimpses of stuff that dovetails into the end. The hardest part is making the voice match between the first half and the last half. I’ll get a chapter how I want it to sound, then pick it over again.

    Things that have started rolling around in my head is picking an better title, but part of me wonders if I can come up with anything with as much staying power. Sevon’s Sins comes to mind. And part of me busts out laughing.

    Now if I can just bang my pitch into shape, life would be grand.

     



  2. Making That Goal!

    January 12, 2012 by Megs



    Annnnnnd… Done! At 11:20 PM on January 9th, I crossed the finish line on Darkmore’s first round of revisions. Of course, now it’s January 12th that I’m making this post. Things have been a little on the crazy side on this end. You understand.

    On the morning of January 9th, I was three and a half chapters in the hole. Class started on the 10th. And pressure, I’ve come to realize, is an excellent motivator. I didn’t want Darkmore hanging over my head when class started. So, by a lot of willpower, and maybe a few bottles of Mio Energy mixed into a metric ton of water, the ending to Darkmore came out of my brain and onto the page.

    Is it the right ending? Maybe. Is it a better ending? No doubt. The new interpretation of the ending was based on comments from my critique group and made me realize, Sevon and Jack made it out of their ordeal much too easily initially. Now, everyone has been touched, changed, altered, or has a whole new outlook based on the outcome. Even the social classes of the kingdom of Darkmore ends up forever changed.

    I made the executive decision to mostly close off the story to the opportunity of a sequel. There is a possibility for one but it will more or less be a story within the same universe and not necessarily the same characters. There’s a few breadcrumbs dropped in here and there of those that could have stories. Sevon’s parents Anna Maria and Louis is a potential story I’m seriously considering. How did they meet? What adversities did they face? How did Sevon get in the picture? Jack’s brother and sister-in-law, Kaltag and Mirabelle, have a story of how they got to such a level of mutual adoration of one another. What did they face? Bianca and Chaney, the captain and second of Sevon’s royal guard, have their own remarkable history.There’s potential for three interlinking prequels right there. That’s not counting potential future trials and tribulations for Jack and Sevon down the road.

    I feel I’ve learned a lot more with this round of revision. I’ve learned more about the characters and about my writing. I’ve picked up a few new methods along the way. Such as jotting down beats to scenes as suggested by Rachel Aaron on her blog. Still figuring out how to work in a 10k word day without killing my life. But jotting down a loose road map to the final battle really saved my bacon when it came to crunch time!

    I’ve also experimented with eliminating thought verbs as Chuck Palahniuk explained here via la vie boheme and according to the critique group, while my work wasn’t shabby before, it’s definitely had quite a bit of a power-up.

    Now, all that’s on the menu is tweaking the ending and making sure that my sentences aren’t total gibberish. You try avoiding ‘was’ and ‘is’ usage and watch your sentences go pear-shaped. Or sentences that turn… how shall we say… A little too abstract and expressionistic? Or better yet, too freaking obtuse when you’re trying to choreograph a final battle. :|

    And then I get to go for round two with this thing, and a final round three. I’m giving myself only three times with this and then I’m shipping it out. I don’t want to be trapped in revision hell for the rest of my life.

    In two weeks, I dust 10-9 off and take a look at it again. I already have some pretty drastic measures planned. The thing is 91k at current. That’s a bit unwieldy for a romance novel. Some things are going to have to get cut and cut hard.

    Anyway. My class is about to start and I’ve got ten minutes to edit and post this. Whee~



  3. When It Becomes Real

    December 22, 2011 by Megs



    I think I need to commemorate this because I will never see 44.44% ever again. That’s awesome. Darkmore is a teensy bit shy of halfway into the editing process and I’m four chapters away of completely running out of material I salvaged and wander into Make The New Ending Land. Considering I started this in oooh… August I can only cross my fingers I’ll be through it by end of February. I’m giving myself till March 10th as a final due date for the first round of revisions. I’m thankful for my Critique Group because I’ve been able to make more sweeping changes sooner instead of whittling at it layer by layer on my own. It’s because of the questions raised by the Critique Group that I’ve decided to completely rewrite the ending. Likewise, it’s because of the Critique Group, I have to go back to the earlier chapters and work in new details, alter certain character attitudes, and add more to the worldbuilding.

    Overall, I’m happy just to be mostly back on my feet. Editing Darkmore has been utterly peppered with starts and stops from my sudden cases of death. I’ve had the flu twice, I’ve had crippling days of acid reflux twice, and now that my wisdom teeth are gone I dealt with developing dry socket and unwittingly near overdosing on ibuprofen. I’m happy to report my dry socket packings are out as of yesterday and while I’m still a bit tender it’s nowhere near as bad. I’m trying to tough it out a bit and let the clots form but eating is still a bit of an adventurous chore. Right now, I have a delicious brownie from Firehouse Subs sitting in front of me and I’ve only managed eating a quarter of it. Normally, this thing is in my gut in under a minute, but I can barely open my mouth wide enough to bite it. So, I nibble.

    Nonetheless, I am committed to getting this friggin’ book done. It’s become the principle of the thing now, and when it gets to that point it’s time to put on your asbestos lined boots and march into that hell. School’s back in session come January 10th and I’ve got a lot of ground to cover between now and then. The more I make a dent the better off everything will be.

    It’s getting closer to the point of writing a synopsis and query letter, and then it’ll be all the more real. The day Darkmore gets sent off into the submission works is the day it stops being a story I created as an angsty 13-year-old and traded chapters with friends to being something more. It stops being this nebulous thing that lived in my head for two decades and starts being a thing that perfect strangers can see, touch, hold, and read.

    It’s terrifying… And at the same time, absolutely liberating. Honestly, I think seeing Darkmore in print is far more personally monumental for me than 10-9. Trust me when I say that’s saying a lot from the kid that put her nightmares on paper and turned them into heroes so they wouldn’t scare her anymore.



  4. Crossing That Finish Line

    December 9, 2011 by Megs

    Remember that anthology story I said I was starting way back in this post? Yeah. After dealing with school work and a bit of beating my head into the wall, it’s done.

    The only problem is I overshot my goal of 12k and ended up with close to 15k. Unless there’s three thousand words I can just dump, which hopefully there is, my chances of making the anthology have become slim to none. On the bright side, the potential for publication as a stand alone novella has increased exponentially.

    The lovely little tale I call Pawn Takes Rook and stars a first person POV by a guy that’s had way too much caffeine and too little sleep. The prose kind of bounces all over the place like a kid without his Ritalin….

    For fifteen thousand words. Also no chapter or section breaks because it reads like one long, long, long stream of consciousness rant only with an actual plot.

    Overall, I’ve created characters I feel proud of. The protagonist and resident spaz-monkey is a young hipster fellow by the name of Hogarth Dawson. I chose the name as a reference to Burne Hogarth, the guy responsible for the Dynamic Figure Drawing books. And honestly, I can’t imagine Hogarth with any other name. It’s one of those things that just fits him. He’s very peppy, a bit nerdy, and for a technopath has no idea what Deloreans are but loves giant robots. He’s definitely more than meets the eye. Oh a pun~

    His partner in crime is a near seven-foot tall, blond and brawny Viking by the name of Memphis Rook. When it comes to Rook, let it be known I never throw anything out. His first name was recycled from Memphis Archer, the self-esteem lacking protagonist in my failed culinary-student-in-love story Doughboy. Once again, it was just a name that clicked in and worked. In writing Rook, I realized I had tapped into the very first superhero I had ever created as a small child, D Westbaylen.

    Westbaylen to this day is a username I practically use everywhere because the chances of it being used is absolutely zero. I’m even the variation Westiebee on Twitter. I haven’t written the character in nineteen years because I hated what he had become. He went from being a sarcastic and likeable badboy to being a completely deplorable anti-hero bordering on being a villain. Writing him in those days since I had changed him up never put me in a good place in my head and usually left me depressed for days.

    Rook I realized is what Westie started out as. Sarcastic, likeable, and with just enough sexy badboy mojo. I was never at a loss for a zinger, or a one liner, or a pun when writing his dialogue. He never felt stiff. Like I was trying to create something that just wasn’t there. He flowed easily, and his motivations were always clear in my mind. His fondness for 80s trends and gadgets was a charming quirk that pretty much materialized out of thin air.

    Whether Pawn Takes Rook makes the grade in the submission process or not, I’m going to make the vow not to beat myself up over it if it doesn’t. While the usual Five Guys Burger and Fries of Rejection is delicious, I need to find healthier avenues of dealing with my moping. Like going to the gym and turning the moping into positivity.

    Still, hey, I wrote a friggin’ novella with an all new world, new style, and new characters… That’s nothing to sneeze at.

    And now I will sip my Coffee of Victory. Cheers!



  5. Repeat After Me: Don’t Panic

    November 18, 2011 by Megs



    Now that I’ve recovered from another bout of the flu, I’m at the stage of Darkmore editing that I’m pretty much creating new material all over again. I’ve salvaged all I can, and now I have to write nine chapters from scratch. All in all it’s really not that bad. I think it’s the post-flu productivity and seeing what’s piled up while I was in a coma and it just seems like it’s a mountain when really it’s a molehill. If I really bust ass at it I’ll get those chapters done in nine days no muss no fuss.

    I think it’s because I’m preemptively planning for my December, a month where I get a lot of writing done, not to be a very productive one this year. I’m getting my wisdom teeth out on December 12th and while my mother assures me I’ll only be totally useless for three to four days, I’m pretty sure I won’t be totally okay until Christmas. I’m telling myself not to panic.

    Tomorrow, I start work for a currently untitled anthology submission, and I’m going to try my luck once again. The point is I kind of have to get the draft down by December 11th. December 5th if I can swing it and give it time to cool off while I get my teeth yanked out of my head and focus on hardcore editing afterwards. I’m going to aim for the 12k limit since I think the story can stretch for that long. I actually might have to trim a bit since I think my concept is honestly too big to squish into 12k.

    At first I wasn’t totally married to the idea but this morning the missing puzzle piece that gave it an extra oomph came to me. So I’m fairly good to go on it. Truth be told I had planned to try for the anthology when it was initially announced months ago. I just didn’t have an idea until 48 hours ago. We’ll see how this pans out.

    I’m conditioning myself to practice reverse psychology with the piece. I’m going to go in telling myself I have an absolute snowball’s chance in hell. That way I’ll make me work extra hard. Pretend like if it’s the last story I ever write I better make it count. If it gets kicked out, I’m not going to fret over it and just keep trying. I’m kind of becoming a regular pro at riding the rails of the rejection train. I think my skin is getting a little bit thicker with each kickback. I’m kind of wondering if I won’t know what to do with myself should that ‘Yes’ finally come. I think it might involve lots of rolling on the floor and my cats thinking I’m having a seizure.

    Anyway, once I conquer this college final paper on Cormac McCarthy it’ll be absolute smooth sailing. If I pass my classes this year it’ll be a small miracle. This semester I just didn’t care. I’ll admit it. But that’s a whole other pile of drama for another time.



  6. Piling Things On My Plate

    September 21, 2011 by Megs

    NaNoWriMo is six weeks away and I am the first to admit I am completely unprepared. I have notes on a dry erase board of telling me to check into X, Y, and Z that have been there since the summer. The book I’m doing this time called Grow, is an idea I’ve had in my head for four years, and it was initially meant as a gift for my mother. I had a false start with it back then, well, in all fairness I had come up with the idea two hours before NaNoWriMo 2008 kicked off at midnight November 1st.  I was full of false bravado of “Oh hey, I can do that!” A little easier said than done back then.
    My mother and I still once in a while discuss Grow. It’s kind of a once in a blue moon thing. When I had started school this semester she said to me point-blank “When are you going to finish Grow?” and I said confidently “This Fall.”

    Grow is similar to 10-9 in the years from Conception to Completion. 10-9 was the famous six years of false starts, rewrites, lack of confidence, and then just finally getting down to it. 10-9′s completion was also fueled by a friend’s comment that said “Let’s face it. You’ll never finish it. It’s your life.” Filled with righteous indignation I immediately thought, “Oh I’ll show you, Mr. Smarty Pants!

    I spit out 10-9 from December 2009 to May 2010. I held up the box of the draft to my friend and he grinned. “Gotcha,” he said. And thus began my long history of writing things on dares. Because I can do it. And I will win.
    Grow began humbly, but it was the first flash of my mother discovering I could tell stories. In a way, Grow molded into something that brought us together. Somehow, the impetus of wanting to share this with my mother should be the thing that makes me bust ass on it. But it isn’t. I have yet to be dared to finish it. I have yet to have the gauntlet thrown in my direction.

    Thus, I’m unprepared. But isn’t that how NaNo goes anyway? It’s like surfing. You body surf the waves to learn the tides. Polite company calls that drowning. So NaNo you pretty much drown for a while until you figure out how to get on your surfboard of plot and claim the half-pipe.

    As for 10-9, who’s still sitting on a shelf after Awesome Rejection Critique… I know what must be done. I was struck with a fit of temporary insanity and just sending it on to the next publishing house without any revisions suggested by the critique made hoping they would take it as-is. Here’s the kicker. The Awesome Rejection Critique came from a company I had sent it to them twice. They did express that they could be interested in 10-9 down the road once I had clarified some bits and they had another look at it. Key word is could. Not a promise of acceptance.

    So my master plan is to do the edits, and ship it back in for three times the charm. Maybe lucky number three will be what does it.

    On top of that… I’m creeping bit by bit through editing Darkmore which is also for the same company. I’ve revised nearly 20k. That’s progress I suppose. I need a magical Time Management Fairy. Or 100-hour days would be spiffy.



  7. SIGNAL BOOST: SAY YES TO GAY YA

    September 14, 2011 by Megs

    Originally posted by at SIGNAL BOOST: SAY YES TO GAY YA

    This comes from an article by entitled, Say Yes to Gay YA.
    (click the link for the full article)

    Our novel Stranger has five viewpoint characters; one, Yuki Nakamura, is
    gay and has a boyfriend. Yuki's romance, like the heterosexual ones in
    the novel, involves nothing more explicit than kissing.

    An agent from a major agency, one which represents a bestselling YA novel in the same genre as ours, called us.

    The agent offered to sign us on the condition that we make the gay
    character straight, or else remove his viewpoint and all references to
    his sexual orientation.

    This isn't about that specific agent; we'd gotten other rewrite requests before this one. Previous agents had also offered to take a second look if we did rewrites… including cutting the viewpoint of Yuki, the gay character.

    It's time to stand up and demand change. Spread the word everywhere if you are just as angry and outraged by this.



  8. Can You See The Light?

    August 31, 2011 by Megs

    I'm Gunna Make You Cry HURRAY :D

    When I feel disheartened in the revision process, I look at my little five-minute caricature doodle of Sevon and all is well.

    Revision is actually not moving at a glacial pace like I figured it would. I’ve joined a critique group and we’re actually quite awesome with a good vibe. I pretty much revise a chapter a week, hand it in, get comments, and have another go. With thirty-two chapters to wade through, I will be done in eight months at this rate. Eeeer. Maybe it still is a bit of a glacial pace.

    Honestly, when I look at it in terms of wordcount I’ve already revised 10k of words. So that’s no small feat. Thankfully, Chapter Two AKA The Former Chapter Fourteen largely survived unscathed and contextually actually fit rather nice and snug in its new place.

    I think it’s because I’m tackling the hard stuff first. I know for fact I have to rewrite the beginning. That’s just a lot of ‘beginning’ to waddle through. Okay. Not the beginning per se, but the first quarter is a more apt description.

    I’m starting to face similar challenges again. Darkmore is coming across too ‘young-ish’ sounding and not ‘dark and adult-ish’ enough. It’s like the darker scenes read perfectly dark and adult, but they’re scattered in a lighter sounding prose. If that makes sense. The crit group reports the dark vs. light ratio is a little askew. Possibly too light, and needs more grunge and nasty vibes. The book’s about vampires you know. My intent is to show sexy vampires, but show they’re still monsters that eat people and think nothing of it.

    I want it accessible to those that read the adult romance genre, but not be too seedy, violent, or repulsive. Perhaps, playing it safe is where I’m going wrong. As Former Ace of Cakes star Duff Goldman says, “Don’t be smart and safe. Be dumb and dangerous.”

    The world the story came from much darker roots and was from a place of hurt, self-loathing, and anger. When you look at the world itself and the concepts, it’s fairly rock solid. So I chose to lighten it up a bit. Mostly for my sanity.

    When I used to write stories in the Darkmore universe as a child, I’d feel emotionally drained. If I remember correctly with the stories from my childhood… The bad guys won, several of the good guys died, and the anti-hero who was so desperately trying to escape his father’s influence caved to his father’s wishes.

    If I remember, the thing was kind of this crackpot statement of it didn’t matter your upbringing, nurturing, or education of life, you are going to end up being exactly who you were meant to be. There was no evolution of character, no changing you fate. At birth, no matter what came after, at the end of the road, you were who your destiny foreordained. I basically took the concept of Free Will out of the equation back then.

    Back then I was a moody high school goth that was misunderstood by everyone and had no faith in myself. Back then, I was hurting and I wanted to express my hurt.

    Now, my self-esteem has improved and my self-respect has grown with it. My favorite color now is green instead of black. Now… Darkmore is about true love when it’s least expected, it’s about meeting someone you just click with, and it’s about when you hit rock bottom, you gotta pick yourself back up and try harder. It’s about being a better person and having a person that inspires you to be a better person.

    With sexy, bloodsucking, people-eating vampires.

    What makes a monster and what makes man?



  9. A Peek Under The Hood

    August 16, 2011 by Megs

    I found this writing meme via miyabiarashiMiyabiarashi @ Livejournal. I thought it would be fitting to lay it out here.

     

    Which words do you use too much in your writing?

    Neatly, tiny, young, just, very, cooed, purred, rumbled, beautiful, like, as. ‘As’ is my utter nemesis. I’ve mentioned this. There’s a slew of others I’m forgetting.

    Which words do you consider overused in stuff you read?

    Graceful, hazy, timid, rough and rugged. Quivering doe to describe a human being really, really bugs me.

    What’s your favourite piece of writing by you?

    10-9′s an easy winner since so much of my life was wrapped up in it. It was a strange sort of kismet that I started the groundwork for the story when the television show Lost had began and I finished it two weeks before the series finale. Let me tell you that was a fabulous couple weeks. Sobbing because I finished the book and then bawling my eyes out with the Lost finale.

    There’s so much I’ve babbled about 10-9 already but to kind of sum it up, I learned I was really fixated on people so painfully in love that they screw up their relationship as easy as breathing. It’s like John and Ahimsa are such damaged people on their own that they want nothing more than to be damaged and volatile with each other. And they work.

    On a total silly-silly note, I rather like the little mindless sandbox I set up of the characters of all my stories as preschoolers. It’s called Happy Acres Preschool and nothing makes you smile more than the crap that kids say and how honest or inappropriate they can be.

    What blog post do you wish you’d written?

    Pioneer Woman’s Fancy Mac ‘n’ Cheese?

    Regrets, do you have a few? Is there anything you wish you hadn’t written?

    The original draft of Darkmore, called The Promise. It was the first book I ever wrote when I didn’t know any better and was just being purely indulgent. The Promise was sleazy and the bad kind of trashy, not to be confused with the rewrite which I refer to as the good kind of trashy. I learned Jack and Sevon were great characters suffering in a terrible plot. Hell, Sevon was a hardcore internet panderer. Yeeeeah. And the character was initially created to be male only to be totally revisioned as a female in the rewrite. She’s a lot better like that.

    I refer to the Promise as a book not even good enough to line my cats’ litter box with. But it does count as the first book I wrote. Just not the first publishable one.

    How has your writing made a difference? What do you consider your most important piece of writing?

    I’m not sure if it’s outwardly made a difference, but inwardly it’s done a number on me. Considering a couple years ago I was certain I wanted to be a comic book artist, but life has a way of making you consider other perspectives. I actually don’t miss drawing anymore. I love that I can tell stories and still have time for all the things I want to do away from the keys. With doing comics, I was chained to my drawing table. With writing, I can go anywhere and be working on something.

    Name three favourite words.

    Shimmering, feral, resplendent.

    …And three words you’re not so keen on.

    Orbs, globes, clinical body part terms used in erotic scenes. Hint! We know what it is people, just put a prettier word on it.

    Do you have a writing mentor, role model or inspiration?

    Oddly, for writing fiction, memoir is kind of my reading genre of choice. I like how real people write their stories like they’re holding a conversation with the reader. I love how they form words and sentence combinations or how the sentences have a certain cadence.

    Anderson Cooper’s Dispatches from the Edge is a book I always return to. I have the audio book version with him reading it and I love that it’s still Cooper Doing What Cooper Does Best with his literary way of speaking peppered in with stories of real people talking like human beings. I’m still striving for his sense of rhythm and word choice. How can you not love a phrase like ‘shaped by time, scraped by space’? Pardon me while I swoon.

    Failing memoir a lot of what inspires me is the sound of people talking and the way they communicate. I watch movies and a fair bit of television. I hone my ear for dialogue better by hearing it and seeing the body language. I like studying facial expressions. It was from a clip of Desperate Housewives back when I honestly watched it I decided 10-9′s Ahimsa is just as ugly of a crier as Teri Hatcher. I’ve never actually watched Gilmore Girls but the clips I find on YouTube of their dialogue is just so snappy and undeniably amazing.

    What’s your writing ambition?

    To be a successful novelist. Easy. And maybe 10-9 or Americana Fairytale made into movies. Because it would be awesome.

    Plug alert! List any work you would like to tell your readers about:

    Cormac McCarthy. Dense as hell, but give it a shot. Your doors might be blown off.

    Josh Kilmer-Purcell. One Half of the Fabulous Beekman Boys. I read both his memoirs in about 18 hours. It was amazing.

    Reckless by Cornelia Funke. I’m still reading it when I can but her take on fairytales just tickles my Into The Woods soft spot.

    James Scott Bell. Writer of several books on writing craft by Writer’s Digest. My superhero.



  10. Photos Of Base Camp Drummer!

    July 2, 2011 by Megs

    So to totally get in the Camp NaNoWriMo spirit… I set up a campsite.

    In my dining room.

    It’s amazing.
    I’m ADifferentDrum on Camp NaNoWriMo so this is Base Camp Drummer! :D

     

    Base Camp Drummer!

     

     

    A Peek Inside

    Can't Go Camping Without Booze

    The Setup!

    Where Words Happen!

    Problems With Wildlife!

    Voodoo Pixie!

    Camping Equipment

    Mmmm... Beeman 1802 Soap~

    Hydration Is Important! (TM)

    More Issues With Wildlife :|

    The Beast Caught On Camera!