Vote for my Lyrics? :D

Hey guys! I have been awful at NaBloPoMo… I haven’t even written everyday for NaNoWriMo, but I’m still ahead by about two days, so how about that! 🙂 I’m writing today to tell you about the Thomas Rhett lyric contest, in which I am a finalist.

I know there aren’t a whole ton of you out there who follow me (besides Zazu and a handful of lovely people I’ve never actually met…) But if you would vote for my lyrics in this contest, I will love you forever. 

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I don’t know what all is included in an NRA country prize pack…. okay and it’s kind of weird that the NRA is sponsoring this thing, but I want to go to Nashville. I need to tell Thomas Rhett this awesome story, and I’ll share it with you after I explain the contest. So, vote for me first and then, I’ll tell you the funny story about my drunk friend and one of his songs.

Also, my lyrics are this:

On a dark enough night,
you can see the starlight
and clouds look like black holes in space.

Yeah, when it’s dark out here
and the skies are clear,
there’s magic in this place.

So go vote here. Or also click on the lyrics, vote for Lizzie J. 😀 I will love you infinity times five-ever.

 

Okay, here’s the hilarious story.

Once upon a time, my friend Lindsay was turning 21, so I drove my also newly 21-year-old ass to Platteville to party with her and our friend Danielle. Well, Lindsay got a little waaaayyyy too trashed, and at the last bar we went to, we met up with some of Danielle’s friends. Nice guys, total sweethearts, and a little incredibly gay and atheist. (It’s relevant, I swear.) So, I don’t even remember how we got on the topic, but someone says, “There’s a song that’s like, ‘If I Could Have a Beer with Jesus’.” And I’m just like, “Bullshit.” But it’s real! Apparently! And Lindsay got in an argument, no, a DRUNK argument with a guy over how Jesus woulf totally drink beer. And Jesus would especially drink beer with her. And what kind of beer would he drink? This went on for over an HOUR.
So I need to go to Nashville to meet Thomas Rhett to tell him about Lindsay and her drunken ramblings about Beer with Jesus.

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Forever Shamed.

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I didn’t make the daily word count yesterday. I mean, I was three days ahead so it’s not like it’s that much of a slide back. But I feel like in order to make up for not reaching the 1,667 a day average, I have to write twice as much today. 

If I were the excuse making type (which, believe me… I am,) I would say that it was really really late when I got home last night (read: this morning), and I literally slept until 1:30 in the afternoon. By the time I woke up, I was feeling lazy and not particularly motivated so I watched a lot of How I Met Your Mother and contemplated getting the tattoo I really really really want. (I mean, I’m going to get it. It’s just a matter of when and who I get it done by.)

I’m getting off-topic. 

Anyway, I’m going to keep writing. My sister has been serving as my editor, and even though she doesn’t believe in the color Indigo, and she thinks some of my puns are unforgivable, she likes it. Which leads me to believe that it’s not total crap. ALSO ZAZU, IF YOU’RE READING THIS, I WANT TO INCLUDE YOU IN THE GOOGLE DOC SO YOU CAN READ IT AS I GO AND OFFER INSIGHT, BECAUSE WHEN (IF) THIS BOOK BECOMES A MOVIE, I WANT YOU WRITING THE SCREENPLAY. BECAUSE I LOVE YOU.

Gaining Momentum!

Are you getting whiplash yet? I know I am!

I go from unmotivated and “Well, it’s 8PM and I wrote 1,700 words today. Time to call it a night.” to “I’ve got 40 minutes to write 600 words and put myself at 20,000 for my total word count! GO! GO! GO!”

In 5,000 words, I will be half-way done. And I think that’s motivating me harder than anything right now. And I finished a chapter that wasn’t moving anything along, so that feels good, too. 

Don’t get me wrong, I love character development. I love it because I love my characters, and I want them to really get to know each other and love each other as much as I love them. But in this next chapter, I’m introducing the antagonists and it’s going to be so much fun, because man, those guys are gonna be ASSHOLES! 😀 

Losing Momentum

I’ve hit the second-week slump of NaNoWriMo. I’m not feeling as fired up to write as I was when I started out, and I don’t know how to get back into the gung-ho feeling I had before this started. (Which means I’m probably not drinking enough caffeine.)

There are still 21 more days for me to write 32,803 words (which is more than doable). I don’t know, though. I really want to get back into the good-feeling of writing, but I’m also kind of stressing out about going back to school next semester and now Dad wants me to find a job on top of that, so I’m a little overwhelmed. On top of all that, I think I got kind of complacent after I wrote my outline. Like, “Yeah! Now I have an outline! This story is going to write itself!”… but it won’t. I still have to write.

Which means I’ve got to keep on writing. And get off Pinterest. And stop favoriting earrings on etsy. I just need to focus. Feel free to yell at me to get my ass back to work. 🙂

Character: Jay Sinclair

Tonight, I’m going to blog about my favorite character from my novel (he’s not even the MC!), Jay Sinclair.

(The guy in the picture is Travis Fimmel, but he’s pretty close to what I want Jay to look like. Like… if you combined him with Bradley James from the BBC’s Merlin. Yeah. That’s Jay.)

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Unff! This guy. Amiright? He’s almost too pretty to be in my damn novel. I mean, I broke my “thou shalt not have ridiculously attractive characters” rule because he’s too perfect to not be attractive. I’m moving on now.

And man, I want to tell you everything about him but it would ruin the direction I’m taking the story to blurt out his plot twist. But let me assure you, dear readers, that it is pretty awesome. 

Jay is the southern gentleman in the group, and I’m doing my best to write a readable accent for him. I’m kind of struggling with the extended metaphors that I originally planned for him to use all the time, but the other side of that is that Jay isn’t as vocal as the other members of the group. Soft-spoken leader type. And he’s in love with Cecilia which is another kind of complicated plot thing that I’m still kind of working on. But he’s adorable. I didn’t mean to write him such a tragic backstory, but I did, and now I want to wrap him up in a blanket and give him a cup of hot sweet tea and apologize. But Jay’s tough, and he can handle it.

He grew up bouncing between Tennessee and Texas where he worked on his grandparents’ farm during the school year. He comes from a long line of academia and is a lot smarter than he appears at first. The way the farm works is this: His dad’s side of the family would work on the farm only after they’d finished their schooling (up to a PhD), and before high school the grandkids would learn from whichever grandparent (great-aunts and uncles included in this) was available to teach on the farm. They gained valuable knowledge through school work as well as physical labor.

Jay got sick when he was a senior in high school and went back to being home schooled. For the most part, he was able to attend classes at his parents’ University in Nashville. Even if he missed classes, he was more than able to keep up with the work. 

I’m getting way too close to revealing spoilers, but I feel like this is a good summary of Jay. I love him bunches. And I hope anyone who reads my novel will love him, too.

Possible Travel Time

Hey blog friends!

It seems I have an opportunity to go to Nashville (which is actually an important place in my novel this month) and even though I don’t have a lot of money, I still think it would be good for me.

Let’s look at the facts:

  • I need to get out of the house.
  • I can be an extra in a music video
  • and hang out with my uncle and aunt in the area!
  • I need to do research for my novel, seeing as how I haven’t been to Nashville in 11 years.
  • …I really want to go to Nashville..

The only foreseeable issue is that the cost of traveling would eat up the last of what little money I have. I’d only be around for about a day before going home (unless some random opportunity keeps me down there. Unlikely.), but I feel like right now I don’t really have the reserve to want to come back to Wisconsin afterwards. Don’t get me wrong, I’d still probably get round trip tickets and whatever. I just need someone to tell me I’m not being crazy. Or maybe that I am being crazy, but it’s a good kind of crazy that’ll light a fire inside me and inspire me to do more things with my currently massively uneventful life.

Help?

Blogging Early Today.

I’m awake, and I have a lot to get done today. So I figured I’d write early so it’s one less thing for me to do.

It’s NaBloPoMo Day 6, I’m not hitting anything groundbreaking here, but it is making sure I upkeep this every day. (woo!) Because if nothing else, I’m sure Zazu will appreciate it.

It’s New Comic Book Day! Which means it’s Wednesday… And I’m going to the comic book store to visit Beloit’s own Comic Book Guy, Dave. Dave is pretty rad. I enjoy our witty banter. AND he knows the composition of Captain America’s Shield… so he’s legit.

I’ve got a Barnes & Nobel gift card burning a hole in my purse, so I might go out and spend that, too. Not sure if I should go with John Green books or more Deadpool comics. Probably both, if I can. Haha.

In other news, when I put my iTunes library on random, it goes from Lady Antebellum to ‘The Popcorn Song’. It’s pretty quality. I’m all burned out of topics, so I’ll write again tomorrow!