Working on THE RED JEEP this morning - not so much because I know how I want it written but because I was practising using DRAGON, the dictating software. I have to use it a bit for it to recognize my "profile" or train it to understand me. It's a pretty cool tool and once I get use to it, I am sure it will make my writing experience all the more interesting.
I have a busy day ahead of me but wanted to check in. I had a wonderful Christmas and hope everyone else did too. The New Year is almost upon us and I look forward to a fresh year of positive developments and increased productivity in my writing life.
I just realized that I should have used Dragon to dictate this blog. DUH!!! Next time.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Sunday, December 18, 2011
C.L.LeMay rambles on and on again!!!
It has come to my attention that there is a significant amount of formatting issues with both the e-book and the paperback version of THREE CROSSES. I have also researched it a bit and it seems that there is a software program converting problem. THREE CROSSES as it appears in my MS Word format differs from the e-book and paperback versions. There are sentence breaks, etc. in the e-book and paperback that are not in the Word doc. Also when I review the paperback version on my computer, it appears different than what actually printed in paperback. I am both sorry for the annoyance and the fact that I did not notice previously. But thank you to all of you who read it despite the issues. I don't know yet how I will address this issue and can honestly say, I'm not sure I will do anything about it at this point. I originally made THREE CROSSES publically available because there were quite a few potential readers waiting for it - plus I needed to induldge my Leo personality.
Having said all of that, I have once again been approached by readers/potential readers (as recently as last night) inquiring as to the next publication. Like it or not, I have a group of readers who are waiting patiently for the next book. I think it best to leave the publishing and editing aspects of writing to the professionals and therefore will be looking for professional representation come next year (I say this oh so confidentantly as if they are waiting in line to represent me!). I do not have the time to do the writing, editing, and managing of the publishing aspects of my books. Of course I say that but we will see how far I get with that pursuit! Maybe I will just get a website up and publish books directly to that so readers everywhere can read without editing issues (beyond my own flubs). Of course I will be a poor author because no one would have to pay to read my books.
My brain is certainly overloaded with stories - short stories and novels. I have been dreaming stories. No matter what I am doing, there is a story in my head. Sometimes it is hard to focus on a task at hand because I have characters moving around like there's a movie in my head. Amanda and Simon keep lurking in the sidelines, trying to get my attention. Lurking. I like that word. It's creepy in a way. Creepy. I like that word too. Anyway, I don't know what to do about all these thoughts that keep manifesting into stories or potential stories. I could quit everything I do in life and just write and be busy for the remainder of my life. I have learned how to shut it out so I can focus, but it's getting harder and harder to do because these stories and characters are getting louder. One fo my sisters gave me a magnet once that states "The voices are getting louder. Must be time to write." It speaks to me a lot lately and I feel compelled to succumb to the inevitable (is that spelled correctly? I can't remember how to spell a lot of words today-usually I can sound it out but its like that part of my brain isn't there today) rather than shoving it to the side. And blah, blah, blah. There I go again, rambling on about the same ol' shit, I mean crap, I mean stuff.
So have yourself a Merry Little Christmas if I don't touch base again before the 25th. I am soooo excited for Christmas. It's good to be a kid! Ok, sometimes I just feel like a kid. When the hell did I grow up? I don't remember getting here!
Having said all of that, I have once again been approached by readers/potential readers (as recently as last night) inquiring as to the next publication. Like it or not, I have a group of readers who are waiting patiently for the next book. I think it best to leave the publishing and editing aspects of writing to the professionals and therefore will be looking for professional representation come next year (I say this oh so confidentantly as if they are waiting in line to represent me!). I do not have the time to do the writing, editing, and managing of the publishing aspects of my books. Of course I say that but we will see how far I get with that pursuit! Maybe I will just get a website up and publish books directly to that so readers everywhere can read without editing issues (beyond my own flubs). Of course I will be a poor author because no one would have to pay to read my books.
My brain is certainly overloaded with stories - short stories and novels. I have been dreaming stories. No matter what I am doing, there is a story in my head. Sometimes it is hard to focus on a task at hand because I have characters moving around like there's a movie in my head. Amanda and Simon keep lurking in the sidelines, trying to get my attention. Lurking. I like that word. It's creepy in a way. Creepy. I like that word too. Anyway, I don't know what to do about all these thoughts that keep manifesting into stories or potential stories. I could quit everything I do in life and just write and be busy for the remainder of my life. I have learned how to shut it out so I can focus, but it's getting harder and harder to do because these stories and characters are getting louder. One fo my sisters gave me a magnet once that states "The voices are getting louder. Must be time to write." It speaks to me a lot lately and I feel compelled to succumb to the inevitable (is that spelled correctly? I can't remember how to spell a lot of words today-usually I can sound it out but its like that part of my brain isn't there today) rather than shoving it to the side. And blah, blah, blah. There I go again, rambling on about the same ol' shit, I mean crap, I mean stuff.
So have yourself a Merry Little Christmas if I don't touch base again before the 25th. I am soooo excited for Christmas. It's good to be a kid! Ok, sometimes I just feel like a kid. When the hell did I grow up? I don't remember getting here!
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