Saturday, February 03, 2007

I don't suck at finishing stories

At least not this week!

I just finished EXPOSED, and it's off in the hands of my critique partners.

My friend Missy, she of the freaky photos, has just started a blog. I dare you to read it. She'll probably blog more than me, because she's good that way. In between doing bizarre, cruel things to her current superhero main character, that is.

I've lost 136 pounds since the last time I blogged (on purpose, no surgery). That's something, right? Sheesh. It also says something for how long it has been since I've blogged.

From now on, I think I might talk about writing--kind of answering questions I've been getting from readers. If you have a topic you'd like to see, please drop me a note. I think I'll check with different writers, even, and get comments now and again. Except maybe Missy. She'd just send photos of goats on trampolines. We know about her.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

um...what's wrong with goats on trampolines?????? or...or...well, we'll have to leave that up to the next person who posts, i suppose.

---in a "lou-ish" sort of mood.


p.s. bout time you updated, here!

p.p.s. (or is it, p.s.s.????? CONCERNED CITIZENS WANT TO KNOW...) really, now, you don't suck at anything. :-) (except math, of course. but then, who DOESN'T????) me? i just suck at punctuation.

1:06 AM  
Anonymous Edith Sidewinder said...

You lost 339 pounds? Why, that's wonderful, dear! I remember when I used to dine at the Algonquin with Arlene Francis and Kitty Carlyle and they could put away the food. One night, they ordered a dozen ribeye steaks EACH. Well, Kitty started choking on a piece of gristle and she leaned over the table making horrible sounds and her face turned blue and she's pointing at her throat.

I certainly didn't know what to do, as the Heinrich Manuever hadn't been invented yet. So there is poor Kitty, sprawled on the table kicking our plates onto the floor, and who should come by but Ernest Hemingway. Well, he sees poor Kitty thrashing around and he pulls a marlin spike out of his coat pocket and starts bashing her on the head with it!

After a while, Kitty stopped moving and Ernie (as I called him) said something along the lines of "Gosh darn it, I really messed up this time." Off he went with some strange woman wearing a fruit bowl on her head.

I hope you get a chance to read my new book of poetry, THE PARROT ATE MY FLESH.

12:07 AM  
Anonymous Heidi said...

Why no mention that Trigger is a YALSA Best Book for 2007? I found your blog while putting together a website & database of youth book awards for work. Do you have an official website, or just this blog?

3:46 PM  
Blogger WriterChick said...

Heidi--

Thanks for the prompt! I did update my website, which is www.susanvaught.com . I had it as a nominee, but hadn't moved it to actual BBYA book since the big day!

If you click on the About Trigger tab, you'll find all the awards I know about, plus some snips from its starred reviews.

I've been rather stinking at keeping the blog updated because I've had deadlines, deadlines, but I always vow to do better. So, I vow to do better!

sv

11:11 PM  

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