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I've considered myself pretty lucky to be at the job I currently have. It's challenging, and I have great editors who give me a lot of control over what I write. And of course they're in another state, which is always a bonus. Generally speaking, they like what I do, so they let me do it with minimal interference.

Mind you, the job I had for this one had editors who were micromanagers -- whose idea of how to edit a story began with scrolling down and rewriting it completely.

Now two sister publications -- both based in the same office where my "bureau" (which consists of me) is based -- are losing their reporters who cover essentially the same beat as I do. Now both of these papers are better known than mine which would mean a higher profile and higher pay. (More about that later.) It's also higher stress. And while I like folks at both locations, since I work next to them, I know that it would be a lot more intense. And, like I said, I've got it pretty good in the situation I'm in now.

So am I crazy not to be pursuing either of those positions? Is this a happy rut or the perfect job for me?

Oh, and in terms of pay. A lot more money. (These pubs have higher ad revenue.) As in five figures more. As in when I once compared my pay to one of their reporters with similar experience, he made $15,000 more annually than me. Of course the only job decision I ever made based on money, I ended up regretting, and it took me three years to get out of there.

So, I'm not really interested in pursuing the other jobs, but keep wondering if something is wrong with me that I'm not.
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So I did it.

I mailed a query letter and first three chapters (plus summary) of my kid's book to a publisher this morning. It'll take 6-8 weeks, minimum, if I find out if they're even interested enough to see the whole thing.

I am anxious, hopeful and constantly trying to remind myself that it's highly likely to end in my first rejection letter, but hey -- first rejection letter!
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OK, so I've mentioned before the kid's book that I've been writing since last summer. It's essentially done, and I had a professional critique to help me fine tune some elements of it. One of the things brought up at that time was that I needed a more straightforward first chapter, since there was a section of flashback, which kids in the age range I'm aiming for -- 8 to 12 -- need a more linear approach to the story telling. (The original first chapter and more background on it are here if anyone's interested.)

But in reworking it, while I felt it was still good, I didn't feel it was as strong a hook, and I simply didn't like it as much as I had the original one. Now that I'm getting close to getting it sent out to publishers (who will hopefully be interested), I suddenly came up with another approach, which I like and think is stronger, but I'd love to hear some opinions -- since at this point, I've been through the story so much it's hard to think objectively about it.

So I've attached the first chapter, approached in two separate ways. (You'll see that the second half of the first chapter is essentially the same.) If you've got the time, I'd appreciate hearing what you think.

Thanks.

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I'm traveling south for a couple of days, off to visit family in St. Petersburg, Fla., for a vacation. (Yay!)

I decided to drive for this trip. Normally when I drive I pretty much follow I-75 south and north, but this time, the bosses wanted me in Akron, Ohio, for something the day before vacation. So instead, I drove over to Akron, and headed south from there.

Road trip!!!
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Just thought I'd drop a note here for the writerly types out there (though apparently it's good for other presentations and such).

I just discovered that google docs now allows you to directly upload from your hard drive to docs.google.com rather than cutting/pasting. If you've ever lost work due to glitches -- as I have -- you know how nice it is to have an archived backup somewhere, especially when it's free and easy.

This has been a public service announcement.
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So I finished the complete write-thru -- hooray for long train rides without WiFi that forces you to actually do something. Now I'm trying to go through and give everything a final polish.

The question I have now as I'm going through ... how do you know the difference between tweaking something, and just plain meddling with what you've written? I swear, I could go through anything I've ever written and change this word here, change that sentence structure there, and so on and so on. But do any of those actually make a difference in terms of telling the story? Or is it just the equivalent of busy work?

I suppose this time I'll know to stop when I hand it over to my niece and kids for their feedback, but still ...


Sigh It kind of reminds me of when I was a flower girl at my sister's wedding when I was about seven years old, and kept stopping on my way down the aisle to move the flower petals I was dropping because they didn't quite look right. (Yeah, I was that kid who makes everyone laugh at the wedding.)
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OK, so I've been working on this children's book -- writing one, not reading one, I'll say just in case you were confused. I've mentioned it over on LJ, but figured I'd use the space here to vent a little bit for what it's worth.

Basically, if I haven't bored you about this previously, it's about a stray dog who finds a home, written mostly from the dog's POV. It's aimed at middle school readers, so 9-12 year olds.

I was happy enough with what I'd done to get a professional critique of it from a published author with books in that same age range. The result was very positive. Lots of good comments for what I've got, and a few points to strengthen the plot and fine tune the language for the readers' level. (Best part was hearing that with these tweaks, "it's publishable." That's not a guarantee, mind you, but just knowing I haven't been wasting the last nearly nine months of writing is wonderful.)

Thing is, it's so hard to refocus on the nitty gritty details at this point. I know the story, I know how it needs to read, but just sitting down and moving this part there and tweaking that part isn't nearly as much fun as the writing itself. Finding time to write when it was all fresh and new and plotty was easy. The reworking? Lots of distractions. I was pleased I had a four-hour train ride to Chicago today (I'm here for a conference) just because it gave me specific time away from WiFi or TV to just focus on what needed to be done.

Anyone out there have any ideas how to keep things fresh? Or just some encouragement? I've got another six chapters to plunge through on rewrite yet, then need to do a complete re-read before I take the next step, and I don't want to be bored with my own work.
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Title: House Of Blues Brothers

Author: Namaste

Summary: Crack/AU/Crossover with The Blues Brothers movie. Now that House has been released from Mayfield, it's time to get the band back together. About 9,000 words.

Author's Notes: Written for [personal profile] karaokegal's "Come As You're Not" party. Thanks to [personal profile] topaz_eyes and [personal profile] deelaundry for the beta and to [profile] blackmare_9 and [profile] hannahorlove for daring me to do it, along with various encouragement from my friends list.

Sample: "We're on a mission from God."
"I don't believe in God."
"OK then, we're on a mission from Cuddy."
"Pfft. Like I'd do anything for her."



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Don't get me wrong, I'm really digging all the stuff Greg Yaitanes and company have been doing to reach out to fandom. I'm simply astounded at how clueless some of fandom is, and completely amazed and how he (and the rest) have been going with the flow regardless. For instance:

1) He's already told you he's not going to give out spoilers. Stop asking already.

2) Yes, he refers to "Huddy" or "Hilson" or whomever. He's stated that he (and apparently the show runners in general) use them as shorthand to denote a non-medical scene or arc between two characters. It does not denote an official ship.
2a) No, your ship is not the exception to the rule, no matter how much you may claim that it is.
2b) Yours neither
2c) You give up all rights to whine about the ship you imagined not coming true if you ignore any of the above.

3) No, the twitter members in your particular ship group are not OMG SO MUCH MORE MATURE THAN THOSE STINKY OTHER SHIPPERS. Really.

4) If you've already asked the same question four times and he hasn't answered? Stop bugging him.

5) If he's told you to ask yoteddy, then ask yoteddy.

6) If you're the sick bastard making racial comments to Omar Epps or calling an interracial relationship "creepy," STFU and GTFO
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Title: Out Of Focus
Author: Namaste
Summary: It's more than a week before House realizes he didn't pack his glasses. Nine drabbles from House's first days at Mayfield. Gen, PG. Post Season-Five.
Author's note: Because [profile] coconut_ice22 mentioned House's glasses in the comment to another fic, I started wondering if House even bothered to bring them to Mayfield.
Sample: "Bet you'd like this wouldn't you?" Amber taunts him from behind a paper. The Sunday New York Times, one week ago. "Well, you can't have it."

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So here’s the deal: I’m doing a one-week writing class at Oxford next month, and wanted to have a recent piece of original fiction on hand before that starts, so I’ve been working on this. It’s about 5,200 words, about how one couple’s reaction to the financial meltdown all around them, and how they find their own way to cope. I’ve been debating a few titles -- Lie Down With Dogs is a current working title -- and if anyone has the inclination, I’d appreciate some feedback. Give it as critical of an eye as you’d like. I’ll be doing more revisions, and probably revising again and again.

Thanks.

Sample: “I thought you didn’t like dogs,” he said.

“I never said that.”

No, she hadn’t. But dogs shed, she’d said before, brushing off the golden retriever’s long hair from the sleeve of her dark wool coat after they left a friend’s house. Dogs need to be walked, she’d said. Someone would have to be home. They couldn’t just take off for weekends in the mountains or on the lake up north.

But there she sat, on the kitchen floor, next to two old plastic bowls -- one filled with dry dog food, the other with water. The dog sat on the floor by the cupboards, looking at her and at the room, and now at him. It wasn’t cowering, didn’t seem ready to attack. It seemed ... guarded. Unsure. Like a kid on the first day of school, trying to be good and obey the rules, but hoping his Mom comes soon to take him home.



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I was talking today to a good friend of mine who still works at the paper where I spent 12 mostly fruitful, sometimes frustrating, years. The newspaper, as I knew it, stops publication on Friday. It is being cut to three days a week and combined with two nearby sister papers.

Many of the people I worked with there are being cut. They haven't been offered a job in this new publication future. My closest friends there are lucky. They were both offered jobs, though at about a 35 percent wage cut. (Two other reporters I knew of were offered jobs, but at wage cuts in excess of 50 percent.) My friend said that the atmosphere there is like a cross between a funeral home and the last day of school before summer vacation. Everyone is in mourning, and no work is being done. I can't imagine what that's like, nor can I imagine what it'll be like for her, going back to a half-empty office on Monday, or what it'll be like when they close that building for good.

Beyond that ... there's so much I can't even imagine being gone. Newspapers are a weird little world unto themselves. Walking in the back door and hearing the massive printing presses just starting up, or running at top speed. The pressmen with hands permanently stained by ink. The smell of ink and tons of newsprint. The loading dock filled with trucks ready to carry the issues out to stores and carries. The sound of the dumbwaiter when the first issues off the press came up to the newsroom. The smell and feel of the paper with fresh ink on my fingers. When I started in this business, I began with a manual typewriter, back in the days when cut and paste was literally cut and paste.

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So I've been trying to write some original fiction, playing around with a couple of ideas. All I can say is it's harder to come up with completely original stuff than playing in someone else's sandbox. I figured I'd post this here, and if anyone has feedback, I'd appreciate it. (It'll eventually play with other ideas about dreams that don't come true.)

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You know, there are days like this when I wish I could take back time and not volunteer to be a mod -- or get a personality transfer and be the mean mod -- and tell people what I really think.

For instance: Hey you, if you really love that story, I don't think it'd be such a hardship to write a paragraph saying why you like it. I think it's a joy to fangirl over things I love, and to have an excuse to do so.

And while I'm at it, here's that icon that pissed someone off elsewhere because it was "cruelty to animals."
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Title: Whirlwind
Author: Namaste
Summary: As everything he believed was true is blown away, House struggles for something real to hold onto. Spoilers for “Both Sides Now.” About 2,000 words. PG.
Sample: “Never done this before, have you?” Kutner asked. “Lost your mind?” He’d moved in closer, out from the corner of the room as if he was getting more comfortable with the setting. “How does it feel?”
Author’s Note: Yeah, I gave in and joined the post-season fic brigade. Thanks to everyone who helped me fine tune this.

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Title: Games People Play
Author: Namaste
Summary: Sports can be a welcome distraction. Any sport.
House and Wilson friendship. About 4,500 words. Spoiler warnings for “House Divided” in last section.
Excerpt: “Curling is more exciting than seeing clinic patients?”
“Pfft,” House snorted. “Watching paint dry is more exciting than seeing clinic patients.”


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Update!

May. 2nd, 2009 07:05 pm
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Good news! Ken's been found! He managed to walk out with firefighters. Details still to come.
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Two things. First the non-fic and fandom related thing ...

I don't know if any of you have contacts in Virginia, but just in case, a friend of mine has gone missing on the Appalachian Trail. He's very visually impaired, but an experienced hiker. Search and Rescue is out looking for him, but any info can help. Find out more details here. Thanks.

Now for the fic related input. Got any suggestions for obscure sports that would be shown on ESPN?

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Title: Blythe's Story, Chapter 32 of 32
Author: Namaste
Summary: "So that was Greg," Phil said. "Not exactly what I was expecting."
"He never was," Blythe said.

PG, about 1,100 words.
Author’s Note: What began as a look at House's early life, based on information from the episode "Birthmarks," now winds up back at "Birthmarks." Spoilers for that episode, obviously. My thanks to everyone who stuck with this through a little more than 32,000 words. To start at the beginning go here: Chapter One. Chapters are linked.

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Title: Blythe's Story, Chapter 31 of 32
Author: Namaste
Summary: "John was like a stone dropped into the still water that had been Blythe's life. So was Greg."
PG, 964 words.
Author’s Note: A look at House's early life, based on the new background we received in the fifth season episode "Birthmarks," using chapters of about 1,000 words. And yes, it'll be 32 chapters in total. One more to go. Sorry about the delay in getting this chapter up. Real life has been particularly real lately.
To start at the beginning: Chapter One

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