Long Time, No See

I am slowly, but surely getting back into the swing of things.  I’m not back to 100% yet, but it’s coming along.  I finally got rid of that annoying cast a couple weeks ago and now I’m in a walking boot.  I’m not that good at walking yet.  I’ll take what I can get.

I’m back to writing again.  I’m currently trying to plot out the new beginning to Reapers, and I’m a little stuck.  I know what I want to write, I just keep getting distracted and I don’t actually write anything.  I think most of it is because I’m using a few things from what happened to me back in November, and I really don’t want to remember it.  That being said, I really want to get this thing wrapped up and in editing condition by the beginning of the summer.  Time to bite the bullet.

I’ve also gotten back to reading!  I really like that part.  Last year was a year-long reading slump, and it was annoying.  I’ve set a Goodreads Goal for 50 books this year and I’ve already plowed through four, which is one ahead of schedule.  The most exciting book I’ve read so far was Illuminae by Amie Kaufman and Jay Kristoff.  It was an awesome read.  And a fun/weird fact–if you look at the casualty list for the Copernicus, my name is listed there (middle and last name).

I’m going to try and get back to posting here on a regular basis, fingers crossed.  How’s your new year going?


Experience Equals Knowledge

Or so I’m told.

About a month ago, I fell through my sisters porch.  I’ve already told you that.  What you don’t know is that I did need surgery.  On top of the dislocation that the hospital was able to fix, I needed plates and screws to fix the broken bones.  The plate went on my fibula along with a couple screws, a screw went in the chip on my tibia, and a screw went in the topmost bone in my ankle.  I was under for a couple hours.

I think I took all this very well considering how much of a doctor-phobe I am.  I mean, I don’t even get flu shots.

I’ve knocked a lot of things off my “Not” bucket list.  A lot of things that I hoped I’d never have to.  On the other side, I can now double Reapers because I can truthfully write about having surgery.

I’m still in a cast, but the incisions have finally healed up enough that it’s not too uncomfortable.  I’ve left my house a grand total of five times since November 19, four of which were doctor visits.  This means I haven’t worked since then either.  My introversion rejoices at that, but it also means it’s going to be a pain when I have to start talking to people again.

That being said, if any of you would like to ask me a couple questions about surgery or being put under, I’d try to answer as best I could.  Drop me a line if you want.

Life put me into a full stop.  What’s it done to you lately?


Hello all.  I’ve temporarily put all reading and writing on hold.  I fell through my sister’s front porch yesterday.  They sedated me (a lot) and were able to fix the dislocated ankle, but the leg is broken too.  I’m currently doped up to high heaven.  I’ve got to go to an orthopedic surgeon tomorrow, and I’m just hoping that I’ll just get a permanent cast with no surgery involved.  The ironic thing?  I broke the same bone, in the same place, on my right leg as I did on my left leg in 2001.  Cross your fingers for me!

I Don’t Think I’m Going To Make It…

I just…I don’t like my story any more, and it really sucks.  I like the premise, I like the idea of it, but the people and places that I have set up just aren’t meshing.  I think I’m just going to put it on hold, maybe try it on one of the camps next year.  In the meantime, I’m going to continue trying to edit Reapers.  I’m also going to be reading.

I don’t know if any of you watch LittleBookOwl on YouTube.  She, along with several others, are in charge of the Tome Topple Read-a-thon this year.  She has an announcement video up that you can take a look at if you’d like.  I’m currently in the process of tracking down some of my books that I can use in the read-a-thon and I’m going to try and participate!  I hope you guys do too!

Going Back to School?

I can’t believe that I’m going to say this, but I want to go back to school.

I’ve been out of college for a year, and I don’t like it.

Well, I like it.  I’ve got a full-time job, a new car (my old one didn’t like me anymore), and spending money.  I won’t be giving any of that up, trust me.  But I don’t like not learning.  Which is understandable, since I have been in school for one thing or the other for almost twenty years.  Seriously.  I started kindergarten at age 5-we didn’t have a pre-k at my school yet-and I graduated in May before I turned 25 in October.

I feel weird not being in school, not learning, not (I never thought I’d say this) writing papers.  I’m one of those people that likes to learn random things and then spout them out.  My brain is 30% music and song lyrics, 25% movie quotes, 25% book quotes, 20% stuff I learned in school.  (The school part is actually larger, but it overlaps with all the other categories too.)

So, I’ve decided to get my MFA in Creative Writing from Full Sail University.  It’s going to be online, so I’ll still be able to work full-time, and I can finish it in one year.  One year, people!  Now, I’m not doing it yet.  I’ve got that new car that I mentioned up top.  It was affordable for me, but by no means was it cheap.  I want to save up some more.  I haven’t applied, sent transcripts (which will be a pain since I’ve been to three different colleges), looked at financial aid, etc.

But I know that I can handle it.  One class a month for a year.  All the classes look interesting.  So hopefully by this time next year I will at least have started school again.  I’m actually looking forward to it.

I’m excited.  I’m really, really excited, y’all.  Wow.


That word, up there.  I am the queen of that word.  I have procrastinated in every way I can think of.  I’m also like a lot of other people in that I will put off doing something, even if it’s something I want to do.  YouTube and Facebook and Twitter and Snapchat…anything to keep me from doing what I’m supposed to be doing.

I hate myself when I do it, and I’m usually telling myself off (in my head) for not doing what I’m supposed to.

So, I’ve only added two scenes to what I have on my computer.  That brings the word count up to 4,500.  I’ve only finished one scene in my notebook, but I’m almost through with another, so I don’t feel that bad about it.  I was stuck for a bit.  I couldn’t figure out how a fight was supposed to go down.  Then I watched a few videos by Katytastic and Jenna Moreci (spelled exactly like that, find them on YouTube) and just decided, “What the hell!  Just put some words down and get a move on!”  And that is how my scene that will eventually reach 1,000 words (probably, hopefully) ended up barely hitting 500.  But, hey!  I finished it!

Right now, I’m just writing down what I can get.  The bones, if you will.  Once I get the basic skeleton down in my notebook and get it all moved over to my laptop, I’m going to start adding the meat into it.  I am also going to rename a few characters.  I don’t know what yet, so I’m sticking with the names I’ve got now and when I start to type on it, I’m just going to do a massive find and replace for all the names.  Maybe I’ll have the names I want by that time.  But (if you’ll please look up at the at the title of this post) I probably won’t.

Okay, now I need to quit procrastinating here and get to work!  Good luck to everyone that’s trying to work on their own projects, but are fighting the procrastination demons.  Let me know how it goes!

One of Nyn, a Reading Writer

Hello everyone!

Although as of right now, “everyone” is referring to no one.  Hopefully, that will change.

I’m here, as of today, for books-reading them, writing them, and whatever else that can be done to books.

I’ve always loved writing-ever since I was in high school and stole my classmates names to put into my stories.  Stories that have never seen the light of day, thank goodness.  I’d always just messed around with the idea of writing.  There were books that were so amazing that no one could do anything to make them any better than they already were.  There were also books that made me think, “I so could’ve written that better than they did.”  And that made me think.

Why don’t I write something better than they did?

I tried, and failed.  Notebooks and computer folders filled with stories, but I didn’t really like any of them.  They were too overdramatic, too mushy, too something.

Then, I got busy, as in my life got busy and I didn’t have time outside of college to do anything other than read and write for my classes.  Oh, if I could redo the last few years!

But now I’ve graduated.  I’ve got a full-time job (which I’m at right now).  I don’t have as much free time as I’d like to have, but it’s more than I’ve had in a long time.  I go to work, I go home, and I don’t have to think about work again until I walk back in that door.  There’s no carry-over.  I’m not reading this book or that essay for a class, I’m not writing an essay for a professor.

This past May was the first time in years that I’d gotten to read a book, read it because I wanted to read it.  No analysis unless I wanted to, no essay, no presentation, no speech.  Just reading.

And I loved it.

I read about Katniss, and Tris, and Thomas, and…I realized that I hadn’t written in as long as I hadn’t read.

So…I’m reading and I’m writing.

I’d like to use this page to talk about what I’m doing with both-which books I’ve read and why I like them, what’s going on in my stories, and things like that.  If any of you would like to talk share that too, I’d welcome it!

So, let me know.  Do you write?  Do you read?