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I'm about to start ONCE WAS LOST by Sara Zarr (which is now called WHAT WAS LOST, I believe, but the copy I have is old from the library.) I loved, loved, loved HOW TO SAVE A LIFE so I have high hopes for this one!
What I'm Writing:
Revisions are going well! Every time I get feedback/am about to start a new round of revisions, I make a list of everything I need to do so I can keep track and work through it. Right now, everything on the list is checked off except for a few little things, and I'm about to start a read-through where I'll work on those things (trimming dialogue, checking for POV switching, things like that.) I am LOVING the cheerleading aspect of RSW--I'm pretty good about writing/working consistently and keeping myself accountable, but writing can be lonely and I can get pretty down on myself, so it's awesome to have people shooting me supportive messages! And I'm having tons of fun doing the same :)
How about a teeny, tiny snippet of my MS?
Aaaand that about sums up my MC.
“Hey, Mar.” She turned around, wearing a carefully neutral face. “Can I ask you a question?”Marlene, smudging blush onto her cheeks, raised her eyes from her compact. “What?”“Do you think…do I look…”“Spit it out, Tuesday.”She sighed dramatically. “Is this too much boob? Because I usually go for Carrie Underwood but I’m feeling a little Dolly tonight.”Marlene cracked a little smile. “You wish you looked like Dolly,” she said.“Hell yeah, I wish I looked like Dolly! Well, young Dolly, because you know I will always love her, but she looks a hot mess these days.”
What Inspires Me Right Now:
I've watched this very short film a few times now and it's just as inspiring to me every single time. I've said before how much I love the behind-the-scenes aspects of ballet; I think it's because being a writer, I know how much goes into creating a story and how many hours of hard, hard work it takes, so I want to appreciate that aspect of other creative pursuits.
What Else I've Been Up To:
Father's Day was Sunday so my brother came down, and as we are the world's worst children we went out on Sunday morning to get our dad something. Long story short, we came across a tiny carousel and this happened:
So proud of him!
Hope everybody's week went well and catch me on Twitter for some #ReadySetWrite fun!