Archive for December, 2007
Wednesday WiPs
Another Wednesday. This week is moving faster than I thought it would.
I submitted Home of His Own to LSB. Just waiting to hear back from them on it. So as soon as I get the news, I’ll let you all know.
Went through my first set of edits for Out of Bounds, my April release from Samhain. Not bad. Didn’t leave me shaking my head wondering why my editor ever agreed to publish the thing…lol.
On to the word counts:
Dreaming of Dragons: 1,693/50,000 (31 words) –I do have more written out, just haven’t gotten to type it in yet.
Where the Devil Dances: 22,727/35,000 (1,477 words)- I’ve dropped the word count down because I believe we’re getting close to the end and I know it’s not going to hit 50k.
His Heart’s Home: 5,975/50,000 (2,547 words) Have lots more written out along with poems/songs for each chapter…or I hope that’s how it’s going to work out.
That gives me 4,055 words for the week. I wrote 22,364 words in November which added to my previous total gives me 348,577 words written from Jan.-Nov. I don’t remember how much I wrote last year. I might have to go back and see if I can figure it out.
Hope everyone has a great day.
Poetry Train
Alone
I wander through crowds
Searching for a touch
Yearning for a voice
Someone to hear
To tell me I have a choice.
Alone is easy.
Lonely is hard.
Chasing a dream,
Knowing it isn’t
In the cards.
Dreaming of forever
Dealing with for now
Understanding freedom
Wishing to be bound.
I can be alone and love it.
I fear being lonely
With no one to cherish
To be no one’s one and only.
Alone is easy.
I wander through crowds
Searching for a touch
Yearning for a voice
Someone to hear
To tell me I have a choice.
Alone is easy.
Lonely is hard.
Chasing a dream,
Knowing it isn’t
In the cards.
Dreaming of forever
Dealing with for now
Understanding freedom
Wishing to be bound.
I can be alone and love it.
I fear being lonely
With no one to cherish
To be no one’s one and only.
Alone is easy.
Lonely is hard.
Chasing a dream,
Knowing it isn’t
World AIDS Day
“Every man feels instinctively that all the beautiful sentiments in the world weigh less than a single lovely action.”-James Russell Lowell
Hug someone today.
