A New Year, A New Blog

I'm embarrassed by how long it's been since I've posted. It turns out I'm completely incapable of keeping up a blog while working full-time. This new year brought a welcome fix: I am now only working part-time! I shifted in order to create more time for writing. This is only week two of the grand experiment, and I definitely would not say I have the hang of it yet, but I'm thoroughly invested in the learning process.

So, while I've carved out two whole week days for writing and working on my novel-in-progress, I also want to get back to blogging. Because I've missed it, and I actually think it serves my writing well. I still often think in blog posts; this would make a good story, I wish I had somewhere to express this, that sort of thing. Novel writing is a long commitment to one story--it's very satisfying to punctuate that with a completely different way of storytelling. I realize blogging is dead. We're all supposed to be InstaSnapping instead. But I'm happy being unfashionably behind the times on this.

What to expect: writing about writing, writing about reading, processing the current state of affairs (read: I am not pleased) while trying to hold on to the good, writing about work (now that there's less of it I feel like I finally have time to be reflective about it), and writing about what catches my attention and demands to be written about. I look forward to digging in.

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My Litquake 2012 Report

I've been avoiding putting this together, because a part of me really doesn't want this year's Litquake festival to be over already. The other part of me is still cranky-tired, wandering around trying to get to all those projects I said I'd get to after Litquake, and feeling post-Christmas like. In short, this year's Litquake was AMAZING. Every year has been awesome, but this one was particularly special for me because I got to actually help plan the awesome. As a volunteer during the festival for the past several years, I definitely felt like I contributed to making each event I helped at awesome, but this year, being on the committee,* I got to witness the tremendous build up to the festival that happens the whole year prior. The amount of love, sweat and time that goes into it is incredible, and I'm not sure I've ever been part of something so cool. Which is not to say I'm not still cranky-tired and looking forward to feeling fully recovered.

Writing Exercise #2 for Setting as Character

Today I tromped all over San Francisco to collect sensory details, photos (and a snack or two) from each of the neighborhoods that my novel's characters live in. Now, they are not real people, but they do live in a real city, so the fun of it all is finding little details that I would never have noticed before because I'm trying to look for them through my character's eyes. I discovered a few inconsistencies that I'll need to go back and fix (silly things like the wrong bus line, or the fact that type of architecture doesn't appear in that 'hood), and found a few details I will want to pepper the text with. Mostly, I just had a really fun time walking all over the city (I clocked 6.5 miles of walking!), and BONUS, the water in my apartment was shut off for the day so it really was the perfect excuse to get the heck out. Oh, and the weather was about as gorgeous as could possibly be. Okay, now I'm just annoying myself with my own happiness. Here are som

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