I even had one of those reminder things set on my calendar
to yell at me twice a week about being lazy and not writing my blog posts like
those highly organized and industrious bloggers. (You know who you are.)
I even knew that on Tuesdays we post Currently. The problem
is that I spent half this week with mixed up days. I blame the day off on
Monday and a weekend full of Making a Murderer. My brain is still 84 percent
righteous indignation, so I’m sure you can understand.
Anyhow, two days late, but isn’t half of winning playing the game?
Even if it’s on the wrong day? On the wrong field? GIVE A GIRL A BREAK.
LOVING
I’m feeling rather British with the new electric tea kettle
I added to my writing space. It makes it a lot easier to drink fifty cups of
tea while attempting to create worlds and whatnot.
The downside (because of course there’s a downside, this is
Real Life) is that I’m forced to choose between hot tea and
electricity, what with the number of times the tea kettle, upon reaching a
rolling boil, shuts off the entire right side of my condo. And then The Man has
to come home and wonder whether writing in the dark is some sort of metaphor
for the state of my mind while attempting to write the first line of this new story.
Yes. Yes, it is.
READING
I’ve basically promised my firstborn child to The Man should
I not read Ernest Cline’s Ready Player One soon.
It’s not really that huge of a motivator considering my firstborn child would
be his, but he says it with menace so I get the point. Plus I want to read it
anyway, even though I’m not into video games and am, in the words of my dear
husband, so not fun.
I’m also antsy to read Marie Lu’s The Young Elites. The Man got me a signed copy for Christmas
because despite his child-stealing threats he’s a nice guy.
WATCHING
I try not to brag about my ability to binge (because some
people call sitting on the couch all day lazy) but I’m going to brag about my
ability to binge: In under two days this weekend, I’d watched all Making a Murderer episodes. I have three
recommenations:
- Stay away from cops.
- Stay away from Wisconsin.
- Watch this show, pronto.
Aside from the true crime documentary, I also watched The Shannara Chronicles, which was
surprisingly good and filled the Game of Thrones–sized hole in my life. (Though
no one will take the place of Tyrion, may he never meet the sharp edge of George R.
R. Martin’s pen.) The two female leads are equally kickass and all sorts of
awesome, and Will is a fun sort of idiot who I can’t help but like. I’m on
board, even though they killed the super hot elf whose voice was an exact
replica of Finn’s from The 100.
I also watched Shadowhunters,
which hahahahahahahahahaha.
LISTENING TO
I’m pretty much playing this song on repeat as I brainstorm
my next friendship-heavy story:
Writing a multiple POV novel for the first time. Writing
third person for the first time. Whether I’m clinically insane or just headed
in that direction.
ANTICIPATING
The nine gajillion 2016 books I’d like to download to my
brain right now. And I’m both anticipating and anti-anticipating The Raven King because A) the series
will be over and B) Gansey’s life will be over. And I’m not sure I’m ready for
that.
WISHING
That you’ll check out this post about a young black girl who
was frustrated with a lack of diversity in the books she was reading. She decided
to start a book drive (check out the hashtag #1000BlackGirlBooks), and she’s aiming for 1,000 books with black girls as the
main character.
MAKING ME HAPPY
Writer friends! Writing a book is such a mental game for me,
and I can be pretty mean to myself most of the time. I tell myself I’m not
capable. I tell myself I’ll fail. I tell myself my ideas are crap
and my words are dumb and I’m having a really, really bad hair day. (Okay, that
last one is true 99 percent of the time.)
So I’m happy I have friends to support me. My lovely CP Liz Parker is the equivalent of a cheerleader and pro-bono psychiatrist, and she gets
full credit for my sanity.
What’s currently making you happy?
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