It’s March. Yay for weather that finally cooperates with my idea of the melty season.
And along with that, my itchy feet have become restless again, as they do every year around this time. My review is done, my “bonus” will be here by mid-month, and all financial ties I have to my current job are now exciseable, if necessary. So my eyes are wandering to possible greener career pastures, especially since I’m finding it pretty difficult to get the editing business up and running. Slow going, but persistence will pay off eventually: I’m certain of it. In the meantime, I’m trying to focus all that energy on finishing creative writing projects (and start them) and edit THOSE for submission.
I’m still having plotting issues. But I’m taking a writing class on Saturday and hope to get some tips on, well, how to be mean to my characters. I have this weird problem where I don’t want to do anything too horrible to them. Stupid, and boring! But there you go…my characters’ lives can’t be as bland as mine, or nobody (including me!) will ever want to read about ’em.
Hmm…what sorts of evil doings can I get my Banshee up to in the next few days? Plenty, I’m sure…I forsee some death approaching…