#SoCS April 14/18 – Mon

Linda’s prompt for SoCS this week…

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “mon.” Use the letters “mon” in a word, or use it as a word by itself. Have fun!

The first thing that came to mind was Mon ami – which, in French, means my friend.
I wanted to start the post with a Bonjour, Mon ami! Then I realised that I would be referring to only one of you, and there are so many of you, people I consider my friends, my blog-pals, in the Blogosphere! Though I know there will only be one of you sat there, in your own space, reading it at any one time, so I guess I could make it really personal!

Bonjour, Mon ami!

I hope you are having a wonderful Saturday morning/afternoon/evening/night (delete as appropriate!)

You know what? I am dreading Monday…

These past two weeks have been wonderful, what with our little break, and finally finishing my 18-year-old WIP. And I haven’t really thought about school at all, apart from the one day I had to go in to do some preparation.

I almost don’t want to go back, to be honest!

But, it’s got to be done.

The novel isn’t published yet, it’s not a best-seller, made into a hit Hollywood/Bollywood movie, allowing me to retire and write in peace, happily ever after.

Not yet.

But I can dream, you know…

I’m off to celebrate Vaisakhi now, at the local Nagar Kirtan, or parade around the town centre so will catch up soon!

Oh, and in case you were wondering what happened with regards to my passive/aggressive Hubby Dearest, and the apartments complaint, from past week’s SoCS post… We ended up staying in the same place, but left a night early, and got a FULL REFUND! See, it pays to complain (politely) sometimes!

 

 

 


Happy Saturday Peeps!

https://lindaghill.com/2018/04/13/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-april-14-18/

What Happens After You Finish Your First Draft #AmWriting

So, you know my BIG news from this week, that WIP is finally a fully formed first draft!

#AmWriting

What is a writer supposed to do once it is all done?

I’ve had many tell me to put it to bed for a little while, before reading it again.

Then, get it out, read it, and start the LOOOOOONG process of editing, and redrafting, getting it beta-read, redrafting, editing, re-reading, more editing… you get the picture…

If it took me 18 years to write the first thing, I may be finally ready to publish in, oh, about 2050! Then it could be classed as historical fiction too!

And all this before thinking of covers and actual publication, and suchlike!

I’m at a loss… Do I think to send it off to traditional publishers or do I go Indie, like I did with my poetry book, Poetic RITUals?

Pah, I’ll think about that after getting some opinions on the manuscript, I think.

Still, the idea of putting it to bed straight away was hard for me.

I wanted a paper copy.

I know many of you said you edit on screen, the paper edit is too tiresome and very paper-heavy… But the feel of that first tome… it just had to be done.

My home printer wouldn’t have coped.  I contacted someone local who does printing, and arranged to pop in on Friday morning to get it all ready for me so I could have my copy to scribble on, and generally cherish.

I had it saved on my cloud, my machine, my hard drive and a USB stick, ready for print-off…

But I couldn’t let it lie, could I?

Oh no!

I thought I’d do a quick (Quick? Who was I kidding, there were 300 pages to go through!) spell-check and edit via the Word editor and Grammarly. I did start off with ProWritingAid, which promises so much, but it kept crashing the programme… Sorry, I am not risking losing all those words!

All was going well, then I realised there were a couple of schoolkid errors, like consistency with how I’d written certain words. And Word has a great Find and Replace tool to change them all…

So I used it with a couple of words – all good!

Then I wanted to change Er to Err… as it appeared to show in one of the editors as the best way to write that procrastination “Err” in speech.

So I did it, and instead of changing what I wanted, it changed EVERY word with the letters er in, to having Err in it instead!

mothErr, fathErr, sistErr, watErr… you get my drift?

And it wouldn’t undo!

I was up until midnight trying to correct as many as I could… after all I had a 9.30am appointment with a printer!

Woke up and was determined to get the niggles ironed out before going.

I even found a great discount on the Grammarly Premium… 50% off!

So excited was I that I went through the whole thing!

And it took me to 12 noon!

Dang!

Well, I got the kids ready (remember, I have little-ish people to look out for too) and we raced into town.

The girl at the shop was expecting me. Her colleague was the one I had spoken to, and she was prepared for the mammoth print and bind job that was due in.

She read my mini blurb as it printed, and mentioned that it was intriguing… I liked that! (I left her with my blogger business card!)

Then we left the precious manuscript with her to be bound, whilst I fed the kids and got my nails done – my treat for myself.

And here it is…

I’ll put it to bed now, honestly… for a little while at least, but I’ve tucked it away with some special bedmates, ready for editing…

Post-its and pencils!
Gotta be done!
When I get to the next stage, I’ll be sure to update you all!

April 12 – Flash Fiction – Howzat!

Charli’s prompt this week:

April 12, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes a bat. You can use an association to the winged, cave-dwelling critter, or you can explore the word for other meanings. Bonus points for including a bat cave. Go where the prompt leads.

Howzat!
Parker readied himself, bat in hand, waiting for the bowler to release the ball.
He was a top spinner, and a fast one at that; tricky to handle, but he’d been practicing.
Here it came… Parker lifted his bat and slogged it!
It flew over the heads of the fielders, sailing over the boundary.
“Howat!”
Parker started to celebrate his first ever sixer, when it landed, with a crash, through the window of the newly refurbished club bar, aptly named The Bat Cave.
Celebration turned to commiseration – he’d have to pay for that.
So much for this month’s bonus.

And, as His Geoffleship and some others know, my son is an avid cricketer, with a superb left-hand Chinaman spin bowl so I am told… So this is for him!

Oh, and do I get the Bat Cave bonus points? We live in one too… see… check my welcome mat out!

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https://carrotranch.com/2018/04/13/april-12-flash-fiction-challenge/

#WritePhoto – Footprints

Sue’s #WritePhoto Prompt this week:

Don’t look back, that’s what they always say.

Put your best foot forward.

So I do.

Forging on ahead with life, taking experiences and squeezing each drop of a lesson from them.

Leaving my mark as I go.

And those marks make me turn back periodically.

To make sure that the footprints I leave, lead those following them to a better place.

My hope – that whatever remains after I am gone, will still make others smile.

 

#writephoto

https://scvincent.com/2018/04/12/thursday-photo-prompt-footprints-writephoto/

I’ve Only Gone And Done It! #AmWriting

I’ve been at my screen all day today… writing and deleting, and writing again, but, just maybe, I think I might have finished my First Draft!

#AmWriting

My baby WIP, now an adult, having hit 18 years old, has finally come of age officially!

I wrote over 4,000 words… boy am I tired!

The ending has a slight ambiguous twist, but that leaves an opening for a possible novella for a minor character…

Still…

I FINISHED!!!!!!!

So, for those of you who are interested, here is the first version of the possible blurb, for my baby, tentatively named Wedded Stress.

Aashi’s life was all set.
Or so she thought.
After finding out her fiancé was not the man she thought, she vows to put him, and her innocence behind her.
Accompanied by her brothers and best friend, she embarks upon an enlightening journey, where memories created and new relationships forged, have far-reaching effects.

So… are you intrigued?

It’s set in 2000, in the Indian suburbs of Birmingham, UK – Yes Indian, because every city here seems to have a mini India where the Indians seem to congregate!

Spread between Birmingham and India too actually.

It’s a story of a British born Indian girl, Aashi, and her family, as they come to terms with her broken engagement.

There’s love, lust, humour, and a little bit of seriousness too…

Oh man. I can’t believe I did it!

Time to let it lie before rereading and hacking it to pieces!

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