Irony of Choice

Authors get to a certain point in their careers where they employ different styles of writing for different projects. (At least I’ve reached that point, and since I am the quintessential poster girl for “normal” we’ll go with this generalization as gospel truth, alright? )

Anyhow this point is not without its drawbacks. (Especially for the “normal” girl with OCD tendencies and anxiety issues up her wazoo.)

Imagine you have a job interview that is all about how you present yourself, including how you arrive at said-interview. If you’ve only got one car in your driveway, you hop in that serviceable Honda Civic without a second thought and tootle along.

But if you’ve got a BMW convertible, a Lexus SUV, and an extended cab Ford pick-up in your garage to choose from, well, some serious contemplating is called for. (Monstrous pitfall for OCD’ed, anxious chicks.)

Bottom line:… Hmm, there is no bottom line. Just reality here. With every good comes its share of bad, I suppose. (Take this pretty but pointless post for example. *smiles apologetically*)

Until tomorrow…

Chloe 

Fool, I Am

I’m proud to report that I finished my interview with MM Good Book Reviews this afternoon and, I believe, managed to not make a complete fool of myself… When one is an actual fool this task is a lot trickier than it appears.

I’m mulling a decision that may affect a great number of you. (Wow, now doesn’t that sound ominous? *lol* No worries, however, the Four Horsemen will not be making an appearance.)

Beginning June 1, I am seriously considering cutting my daily blogs down to a single posting every day.

*half the world shrugs*

*the other half asks, “What? She wrote 2 a day? She really is a fool.”*

This is entirely a time management decision.

As I’ve stated before, beginning Monday I will have a 1k word quota a day for Writhe’s sequel (whose deadline is July 1), I’ve got 10k left to go on The Sun and the Sand Cat as my agent prepares to send feelers out for that Romance Thriller and I’ve got my Six Brothers Revolutionary War romance to flesh out into a strong outline for Tish (my literary agent… still can’t believe I have one of those *giggles*).

Add to all that the release of “Ravenscar” with Dreamspinner in June and I’ve got a plate grotesquely overloaded. Cutting the daily blogs down to one posting (most likely an early posting) I feel is my only option.

Rationally, I do realize that very few people actually tune into Chloe-World twice a day, but for me it’s been a challenge and I feel kind of like I’m throwing the towel in.

But…

Since the end of January, I have not a missed a single post. In fact, I have composed over 240 blogs in that relatively short span of time.

I think that deserves at least a little “Wow!”

Right?

This is a tough decision and it’s still not final yet, but I did want to give you guys a heads up.

*kicks a tiny rock dejectedly*

I really hate these kind of decisions.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe

Salting the Skies

I wish.

Fritz Lang’s “Metropolis” accompanies the first cracks of my Friday with its silent monumentality. Perhaps its brilliance will lure the creativity back to my head? A mad author can only hope.

Anyway, on the books for today… (Notice the play of words there? “Books” and I’m a writer of “books”?... yeah, I told you the dearth of imagination in my head is staggering. *lol*)… I must, MUST do the interview with MM Good Book Reviews for “Ravenscar.”

I so want to be brilliant, but I’m afraid all I’m going to be is blah.

Is there a rain dance for creativity?

Is there a way to salt my mental clouds to coax a little literary pizazz to fall upon my head?

Maybe Home Depot has a few scraps of imagination on their nuts and bolts aisle?

Thankfully I still have a few days before returning to real writing on Writhe’s sequel is required. (We won’t mention all the work I MUST be doing on my mainstream Romance Thriller and my mainstream Historic Romance. Right now I’m running so dry I wouldn’t know the waters of the main stream if I fell face first into the stupid thing. *chuckles*)

Wish me stormy clouds and I’ll wish you smooth sailing…

*rolls eyes*

Told you the imagination is kaput.

Until tonight…

Chloe

The Ratting Horde of Creativity

Creativity fled today like a horde of rats out of a burning barn.

Admittedly not a very pretty picture, but sometimes the truth is a little wretched on the senses.

I had nothing today.

I plopped down the interview with MMGoodBookReviews in front of me and raised my trusty pen in the air fully prepared to thrill the reading masses… and I went blank.

All power to the “thrilling the reading masses” station had not only been turned off but the darn wires had been disconnected and sold on Ebay.

It was ugly.

Rats out of a burning barn ugly.

Thankfully, the rest of my day went a lot prettier.

A trip to the nursery with my mom led to a glorious Penta invasion. Pink, white and red petals have flooded my front yard in a cascade of summer.

Unfortunately the Pentas did not halt the fleeing of the rodents… You know, only a wacked out writer would find that thought disappointing. *chuckles*

Hopefully all of your rats stay put tonight, fellow authors.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe