Week one of Fast Draft

I would like to say that I kicked a** this week. Yeah, no. I have done moderately well, as in 10 to 18 pages per day. One day was not good, that was 4.5 pages. Just couldn’t concentrate with the cabana boy and the SPF lotion situation. LOL!

Yes, this is my unhappy/I am so sorry/ I will never do it again face. So now we start week two. Lord, love little ducks. My brain actually hurts. I started this book thinking “oh, man, this is gonna be a breeze. Just sit down and write all day. In my jammies. With my bunny slippers on.” Was I wrong. Seriously dead wrong. I looked over at my daughter yesterday and said “This is hard work. What was I thinking?” And her words were…….

In other words put on my big girl panties and get this book done! Like yesterday! Ye gods and little fishes,  I want to say enough this is too hard. But, my inner demon (aka my muse) just smacks me upside the head and gives me another book idea.

Another book idea! Yes. Another book idea. One thing I will say about fast draft is it really pulls out the stops on your imagination. Sending my inner critic (who in her off time works for the IRS in the audit department) on vacation to hell, really opened up the floodgates for book ideas. I have had six this week. Six. They may not become actual books but, the ideas are there.

So wish me luck as I go through the gates into purgatory for the second week of fast draft. It is sure to be another interesting week!

So, would you like to do fast draft? Or would you rather vacation in Hell? Do book ideas come easy for you or is it like getting a root canal? And a show of hands (virtual) of how many of you think this writing business is not for the faint of heart? That it is hard and the writers who make it look easy are just yanking our chain?

Thanks for stopping by…hope you have a wonderful weekend!

The muse unveiled

Welcome to Wicked Writer Wednesday #WWW

For years we all have had a muse. Some are women, some are men and some are just plain weird. Not to mention unhinged, narcissistic, shy, outlandish, outspoken and rude. But, no matter who our muse is, we try to listen to them. This muse is just another facet of being a writer that is so cool. You get to have an alter ego. Like Superman and Clark Kent.

I have a friend on twitter (Hey @keyaquests!) who stops by at #pubwrite to get his muse drunk. His muse is a fairy with a sword. He goes to #pubwrite to shut her up because she can’t hold her liquor. Now, if I were to say that to someone who wasn’t a writer, they would look at me like I had only one brain cell working.

So after being unplugged last weekend I finally decided that my muse needed to open up about who or what it was. I have always had trouble trying to detect if my muse is a girl or a boy, old or young, crabby or nice. Its kinda of like a stealth muse. Sneaks in, offers suggestions and then gone in the blink of an eye. So I thought, maybe my muse is shy.

Nope I discovered today not shy. Definitely not shy. My muse is a demon. A dyed-in-the-wool demon. Won’t give me his name because names have power. Won’t look me in the face, but has decided that being snarky is his thing. I posted on Facebook yesterday that I was going to write 5000 words. Nice goal to shoot for and if done right, easily attainable.


I spent the first 6 hours being distracted by suggestions he made. Let’s sort your yarn stash (for knitting) and donate what you won’t use. Let’s scrub the kitchen cupboards. Let’s clean the bathroom. Word count out of 5000 words? 1248.

So my muse has decided that now,  sabotage is his thing. I think I pissed him off when I posted about Demons and world domination. Productivity is going right out the window. So I need some ideas on how to whip my muse back into shape. 

What works for you when your muse turns to sabotage? Have you ever fired a muse? Had violent disagreements with your muse? Do you have multiple muses? Do you wish you had a demon muse? Got one cheap.

Thanks for stopping by. I’m just going to sit here and wait for the exorcist to show up.