Here's hoping...

I had an interview for a promotion at work today. Now all that I have to do is sit around and wait to see if I got it. Sounds like fun, right?

"Leprechauns make cookies, right?"

At work, we have a lot of tshirts that have to do with shows like Pretty Little Liars or the Secret circle. That got a coworker and I thinking about how I need to write a book ASAP so that it can get picked up by a network for a new series, since so much of TV is based on books now.

Not willing to let me go into what I'm sure would be a deal worth millions by myself- my coworker immediately started coming up with ideas for a plot that I can write about. Her brilliant idea? Leprechauns. Two gay male leprechauns to be exact. In her mind, leprechauns aren't getting the publicity that they deserve- it's all vampires and werewolves and witches who are hogging the spotlight- she she wants me to give them a moment to shine.

I guess the two gay leprechauns live in a hut and are unemployed- because in this world, much like our own according to her, leprechauns are under appreciated so it's hard for them to get jobs. At this point in her story, she looked at me and asked, "Leprechauns make cookies, right?"

I had to tell her that no, leprechauns guard pots of gold at the end of rainbows. Elves make cookies.

"Oh. Well the leprechauns and the elves team up."

"The cookie elves, or the shoe making elves, or the toy makers?" I asked.

"All of the elves. Every type, species, race, gender, whatever."

"And what do they do once they form this alliance?"

"They take over the world of little people."

I  looked at her, all four foot eight inches of her short self.

"Not little humans," she huffed. "They'd be in charge of gnomes and fairies and other elves and leprechauns. Stuff like that."

So apparently that's what my book will be about. Gay leprechauns who befriend cookie/shoe/toy making elves in order to take charge and rule a kingdom of tiny magical creatures. And this will be a best seller with a huge fan base that will eventually be a hit new series on the CW. I should start thinking of ways that I'm going to spend my millions.

Happy New Year's Eve

"The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams"

-Eleanor Roosevelt

Here's to a brighter, more productive, and happy new year for 2012

Swallowed up by Books

Have you ever gotten so into a book that you can't do anything but read? Sometimes I'm so engrossed that all of my free time is taken up by that book. When I'm away, I keep thinking about it and wish that I was turning pages instead of whatever else I was doing. Everything else is put to the side, and I have to force myself to do anything but read.

The Song of Ice and Fire books by George R. R. Martin are like that. Ever since a coworker talked them up to me and got me to start reading them, I've been hooked. It's like they're taking over all of my free time, but I'm not complaining. At least, not too much.

"Before he had lost his sight, the maester had loved books as much as Samwell Tarly did. He understood the way that you could sometimes fall right into them, as if each page was ahole into another world."

-A Feast for Crows, George R.R. Martin





It doesn't Shimmer

Well, I got another rejection email. It appears that Shimmer Magazine isn't looking for a story like "Enchanted Land". So I guess it's back to the drawing board for me. There is a place that I'm thinking of sending it off to, since their reading period just opened up November 1st. However, I'd still like to do some research for other markets just in case. I got the rejection when I got sick, so I wasn't able to send it right off again like I would have wanted to. The new goal is to get it out before the end of the week and hope for the best.

Back in the Swing of Things

It's been awhile since I've updated. It's also been awhile since I've written anything at all. I'm just getting over being sick, so I haven't been up for doing much else except for lying around and sleeping all day. I woke up the day before Halloweem with a fever and felt run down. When I finally went to the doctor they diagnosed it as sinusitis. Apparently it started as a cold, probably something I caught from going to Six Flags that weekend, and ended up in my sinuses causing me to have day and night coughing fits. All that that really means is that I didn't get much of anything productive done for the past couple of weeks.

So now that I'm starting to get back on my feet, it means that I'm going to start writing again. Here we go.