Headphones was an experiment, a story written in "snapshots", a serial, a comic in word form-- call it what you will. It ran for one year plus one day-- January 1st of 2015 to January 1st of 2016. It was the story of a group of friends who took in a damaged girl and helped her find herself. But on the way, she helped them fill the holes in their own lives. I've pulled it now with the hopes of rewriting it into a book. Each day was matched with a music video and each month's mixes are still here. So if you've stumbled in, enjoy the music, and hopefully I'll be able to post updates occasionally!

Saturday, August 11, 2018

La Fin!

Finally, after 4 months of blood, sweat, and tears, I've finished Cut Shot! Now to reread it and see if it actually makes sense. And then edit it 25 times. But it's a relief to finally get where I wanted with it. The final word count was almost 62K, well over what I had targeted. I knew last weekend I was getting close, but I wavered on how I was going to finish it. There was meant to be a chapter where Jed faces off against his sister Mary. I had thought that she would challenge his right to the house, even though papers had been signed. But in the end, I decided that was just drawing things out. It might be something that comes up in the next book (if there is a next book--and I'm really hoping there will be!) But I'm happy where I ended it. Funny how the ending is never what I envision when I start a new manuscript!

this week's Rainbow Snippet* from Chapter 19:

After they heard the soft click of the front door as it latched shut, Jed picked up an aluminum pan but didn’t move to put it away. He scanned the mess scattered over every flat surface as if he wasn’t sure where he was or what he should be doing. “Why is casserole and cake necessary just because someone died? There’s enough here to feed a hundred people. And that’s not even including the pies and the potato salad.” Ian rescued the foil-wrapped pan when Jed’s hand began to shake. “Holy shit, I just came out!”
“Yes, Jedidiah, my dear, I do believe you did.”

*Rainbow Snippets is a (Facebook) group for LGBTQ+ authors, readers, and bloggers to gather once a week to share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation. If you're interested in following a diverse group of authors, check it out here.

Sunday, July 29, 2018

Rainbow Snippet

What a week. The boss had surgery and all of our "kids" went on vacation or to camp. In twenty years, that's never happened. But it also meant us "adults" had to adjust our shifts and put in some extra hours. Needless to say, it's been a long week. Still, I've managed to get some writing time in and I'm only a little behind on my Camp NaNo goal. I have less than 3000 words to go. It'll be close, but I'm going to try! 
         The bad news is, it's not going to be enough to tie up this story. The good news is, the end is in sight. I'm not sure why Cut Shot is taking so long and I just hope it's coherent when it's done. My word count at this juncture is 51k. My goal for this WIP was between 53k-55k, but I'll go over that. Hopefully, I'll keep it under 60k. I don't want it to go much longer than the first in the series. 
         Something to note: I made a change to the MC's name. He's been Jeb/Jebidiah since Blind Anti, but I realized that his mother gave all of her children biblical names. Whoops! So a quick check and a couple of "search and replace's and now he's Jed/Jedidiah. It's only one letter, but sometimes it only takes one sentence to throw everything off!

Excerpt from Chapter 10:

Ian tensed up, his thoughts disrupted when the doorknob jiggled, but he smiled when Georgia stepped out, lighting a cigarette. “I didn’t know you smoked.”
“I don’t. I stole some of Uncle Vern’s. Want one?”
“No, but thanks. It took me forever to quit. I don’t want to tempt fate.” And oh my God, had he stumbled into some weird time vortex? He was crushing on the hot long-haired bad-boy while his cousin was stealing cigarettes. He half expected Paul to sneak up with a half-bottle of his dad’s Jack Daniels with Jed in tow. They could slip away to the clearing out back, build a bonfire, and couple up to make out amongst the trees. 

 Rainbow Snippets is a (Facebook) group for LGBTQ+ authors, readers, and bloggers to gather once a week to share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation. If you're interested in following a diverse group of authors, check it out here.

Monday, July 2, 2018

July Camp NaNo

This WIP is killing me. I suppose 5 years ago when I started this journey, I would have been thrilled to write a novel in 4 months. Now? Not so much. I have to remind myself that I really am limited on time and I did stop to write a short story in the middle of all of this. But I've stalled...terribly. I can't seem to just write the story. I write and then I edit. Hell, I'm editing as I write. I started this novel as my April Camp project (totally expecting to finish it in May, and when that didn't happen, in June) and I'm determined to finish it by the end of July. I did manage almost 2000 words over the weekend, bringing me to over 35500, and I finally got past the scene that's been killing me for two weeks. Fingers crossed, it's going to go more smoothly now!

Excerpt from Chapter 12:

“Did you have fun with my cousin Jenny?”
The words vibrated against Jeb’s lips but made no sense to his lust-addled brain. Everything in the world centered around the taste of Ian’s mouth. Garlic and cake and champagne. It really should have been disgusting, but there was a strange sweet/salty hint to it. Besides, his attention was solely on the man who’d pinned him against the wall with his body the second they’d stepped into the privacy of the hotel room. Jeb hadn’t even had a chance to look around. “Who’s Jenny?” he finally managed.
“The bridesmaid you were dancing with. She caught the bouquet, you know.”
 “She wants to have your babies.”
Jeb laughed and pushed Ian away. “I don’t think so!”
“Hm, yes. I could see it in her eyes. All star-glowy. She’s probably downstairs planning your wedding. What did you tell her when you left her there? That you needed to use the gents? I bet she’s still waiting, thinking about baby names, hoping that you’re in the lobby booking a room for the night. How long do you think she’ll wait?”

Sunday, June 10, 2018

Next Steps

     Cut Shot is still moving much too slow but I'll keep at it and (eventually) it'll get done. I'm beginning to understand what other authors mean, though, when they talk about all the other things involved with writing and publishing getting in the way of actual writing. That's a big part of the delay on getting to "the end" with this current WIP.

     It's all good stuff, really, but time-consuming. I entered Embers and Flame into a query contest and made it into the first round. I didn't make it to the second, but I got some positive comments and constructive criticism, so I'm happy with it. It would have been nice to make it through another round or two, but at the same time I found myself obsessively checking the site, so maybe it's a good thing!

    My short story, Cocky Lady, is included in the Cocky Cockers anthology coming out in a couple of weeks. Pre-orders are being taken now. It's my first thing published since I started writing again. I'm back and forth between being excited and wondering what the hell it is I think I'm doing!

     And last by not least, I finally got a website set up. Not much to it yet, but maybe within the next year I'll be able to add things of interest! Check it out here if you're interested!

Wednesday, May 30, 2018

Bio Blurb

Playing with a bio blurb. This is what I came up with:

Sadie Jay grew up amongst the Illinois cornfields but instead of wandering the rows of cornstalks, she wandered the library’s book stacks. She majored in psychology even as she dreamed of being a writer. For a couple dozen years, her family and an ever-revolving mini-zoo kept her occupied.

Instead of a shiny mid-life-crisis car, Sadie discovered fandom in her late 40s and, better yet, fanfiction. She wrote her first m/m short when she was 48, and soon turned that into full-length novels. The discovery of supportive writers’ groups online sealed the deal and she’s been writing ever since.

Now a grocery pimp by day and a writer of relationships by night, Sadie gives her gay and bi men all the angst, but they also always get their well-deserved happy ending!