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Last night I had a dream that I went to work for a 24 year old frat boy type who had to do something with his life because daddy was getting mad. So he decided to start his own business. He recruited a bunch of people, including me and we met for our first day of work. Except as it turns out, he didn’t have an idea for the company and he didn’t have any money or financial backing. Everyone gradually left that first day except me. I sat him down and started building a plan with him.

I’m not sure what that dream means. Am I loyal or an idiot?

And why would I ever leave the security of my current job to go work for a know nothing 24 year old at a brand new start up?*

Dreams are weird.

But enough of that. Guess what time it is? Well, since I’m actually blogging, it must be time for some iteration of NaNoWriMo! And since it’s a summer month it can only mean that it’s Camp NaNoWriMo time!

Blogging = procrastination

So yes, I’m currently avoiding working on my script that I’m already behind on.

I’m currently taking a break from that very daunting novel series that has literally consumed the last five years of my life. Five years! Can you even believe it? It was the summer of 2012 when I interrupted the script I was writing to brainstorm everything I knew about poor Chase’s attack and the vampires that were responsible. I had no clue that one little idea would grow into this massive world with such an intricate story and characters that I would fall hopelessly in love with.

I never did go back and write that script.

The good news is that I’m still plugging away at the series. The bad news is that I’ve yet to actually complete a novel. It’s one hell of a world and I’m still excited by it and I absolutely adore the characters, but nothing has jelled into a finished novel. But I’m working on it.

The other good news is that I actually took a break from it. Over the past five years, The Destined Revolutions series has had a hard time letting me go. Like a jealous lover, it holds tight and it so rarely lets me work on other things. Not that I don’t get ideas for other stories. I have tons of them. But The Destined Revolutions never lets me get too far away before it’s pulling me back into its steely embrace.

December last year, in the middle of the hubbub of Christmas, I had an idea for a movie script. It’s the idea that I’m working on now for Camp NaNoWriMo. I almost wasn’t going to participate because it’s a lot to do more than one NaNoWriMo type challenge a year, but Camp is more laid back. You can work on any kind of writing and you set your own goals. Originally I set the goal of 100 pages – I basically wanted to complete the script within a month. That was a little too ambitious, so I revised it down to 50, given that I’m still trying to work out story lines.

But anyway you slice it, I’m happy right now. I have a notebook that is almost filled with notes, plus loose paper with character sketches, scene outlines, structure notes and plot points on something that has absolutely nothing to do with The Destined Revolutions. It’s almost like I can breathe. I have 11 pages of the script complete and it’s made me deliriously happy. It’s such a relief to be able to work on another fiction project without having that pull back to the novel. I’m hoping this much needed break will revive and refresh me to continue working on the series.

Six months of working on another project and TDR has barely made a peep. I’m such a proud momma. My little novel series is learning how to play nicely with others and learning that it can’t have all the attention all the time. And as much as I’m loving working on this movie script, I am missing my little novel series. I’m hoping to finish the script soon and get back to it for a bit before it’s time to plan for the big granddaddy itself, NaNoWriMo.

My 24 year old self would be pissed that I don’t have a novel complete as yet. So I think I’ll sit down with myself and make a serious plan as to where all this writing stuff is going. Even my dreams are sending the message that I need to keep writing, keep building and keep chasing my own dreams. At least I choose to see it that way.


Lots of Love and other fluffy stuff,



*Come on, he was drinking whiskey at 9 am in the morning!

P.S. Yes, the image for the post is a poster mock up and that’s the working title of the script. Don’t judge me, I suck at media arts.