Sunday, December 20, 2020

Broken Old Broad's update for the last couple of weeks...

 

Hi friends!

Well, my intentions to write a blog each and every Sunday have always been good in theory, but I tend to stray from those plans. Sometimes I manage to catch up around Tuesday or Wednesday, most times I lose track of the time and miss the whole week. 

Thing is, my day-to-day routine is, for the most part, dull as a mud puddle. I get up, I write, I take a break and do a couple of chores, I write some more, I make dinner, Blaze and I watch and movie and scarf our meal, I write some more, read or watch Colbert on Youtube, pass out for a few hours and do the whole thing over again the next day.

There are moments of hilarity or frustration or little bursts of anger (usually from me, I will admit – due to sharing a studio apartment with little space and privacy, which leaves my buttons easily pushed, even though I live with a seriously awesome man whom I adore), but mostly things are humdrum.  And what tiny bits of drama there are go into the books. 

So finding stuff to write about in the blogs takes a wee bit more time than a week. 

2021 is looking to be busy. I have plans to participate in both the April and July Camp NaNoWriMos, as I'm pulling all my writing articles, health articles, and poetry into collections.  Boom.  And in November I'm writing a novel about a woman whose entire life has been shaped by narcissists.  So far….  It's not going to be a horror novel, well, not in the traditional sense. There will be plenty of drama, though. Psychological. Hopefully there will be some sarcastic wit in there too. Now all I have to do is keep myself from veering into the horror genre. We'll see. 

I'm a big fan of Fredrik Backman, and as I was reading Britt Marie Was Here I started thinking I know people orbiting me whose stories would be interesting. I have plentiful notes in journals, attempted memoirs, and character notes to draw from. I'm gonna give it a shot.

But, to those who like my horror stuff, particularly my Owl's Nest novels and Owl's Eye View Magazine, I have plans for a gruesome, deliciously evil novel – to be written for NaNoWriMo in November of 2021 – that will give you your ooky fix in a big way.  Plus, I've reconstructed Owl's Eye View Magazine in its original form and just passed the halfway mark of publishing all ten years' worth (I'm up to Issue 53 as of last night) and am planning on a fantasmagorical bundle towards the end of January. 

Hence, I've been having many "oh crap!" moments on Tuesday or Wednesday, as I realize I forgot about the blog….

I need to learn from my husband, because he is a blogging, posting, publicity machine (and he still gets novels, short stories, and poetry written every single day, which leaves me in awe – and a tiny bit pissed off, heh, heh, heh).  \

Speaking of my dream-hubs – He is chugging away publishing on Patreon. For 3 bucks a month you will have access to the three novels and multiple short stories he's posted there. If you're looking for ooky fixes, there's at least one a day on Blaze McRob's Patreon page, in the form of a novel chapter or short story.

Okay, that about does it for today. Oh! Blaze and I did manage to vote yesterday morning. Hopefully some sanity and decency will get into office and our country can begin to heal and repair all the damage…

I hope all of you are well and are looking forward to 2021 as much as I am. Remember to mask up and slather on the hand-sanitizer when you're out and around, for your own safety as well as everyone else's. I'm hoping the horror stories can go back to existing only on the pages of my books this coming year…and stay there. 

Happy – and safe! – holidays to everyone.

Hugs!

Ter

 

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