Publish Me!
I want to be a writer.
I have always created stories in my head, starting from when I was a (lonely) little girl. I have so many characters and storylines in my head it is not funny. The latest one, Ordinary People (working title), burst into my head fully formed, and I have already written several thousand words of content.
As well as writing just not my essay I have joined Inspired Writers and been looking into how a book is actually published. I don’t know whether it is a good or bad thing that there are so few publishers in NZ who publish young adult novels, but Harper Collins not only does, but it also has a track record for publishing vampire novels. And vampire stories never go out of style, and are currently a big thing: Twilight, Southern Vampire Mysteries (and the TV spin-off, True Blood) and many more.
So there’s a start.
Some of these stories I hear are putting me off a tad, but if people can publish crap like Cassie Claire, a known plagiarist, is churning out, then how hard is it to get something half-decent published?
Oh well. Finish first chapter, then work on building an internet fanbase.
My family has a secret.
It’s not like regular secrets, mind you. No one is an alcoholic. My sister, Bridget, didn’t get pregnant far too young and my parents secretly adopted the baby (that would be me). We don’t have a “funny uncle” or anything horrible like that. Even the fact that Adam, my eldest brother, is gay is not the secret (everyone knows about that). The secret concerns my other brother, Charlie. It really is his secret, but the rest of us – that’d be the rest of the family, plus a few select individuals – are burdened with it, too.
It’s one really big secret. Really, really big.
You see, Charlie is a vampire.
Sigh
A guy I know had just proposed to his girlfriend.
This came as no surprise to me, as he and I were talking that stuff over, as he was trying to decide whether to push the date of proposal forward by a good half-year because of outside circumstances (basically, it was a case of when, not if).
This had only remind me that, in the dating-sense, I am a very slow developer. Actually, I have not developed at all. Here my friend is, not much younger than I am, and engaged. One of the guys I lived in the hall of residence with is married and babied (and has been for a few years now).
I, meanwhile, have never been on a date.
I’ll be 21 and a half in about a fortnight…
Oh well. At least I am not like certain LJ mommies.
