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NaNoWriMo is an odd thing. I’m not doing it this year, though I have in the past, and even won. I find that these days, I have enough incentive to get my ass in the chair almost every day without the crazy-making expectation of fifty thousand words on the page at the end of the month.
But that isn’t the only reason I’m not participating this year. “I’m working on a story idea I’ve had for a few months now. I still love the idea, and the characters, and I still think I have a good story here, but the thought of opening up that document and working on it makes me want to walk away from the computer completely.”
I quoted that right out of one of my own blog posts from November of 2008. I’m pretty sure it was this very book, As Advertised, that I was working on at the time, too.
At the time, I didn’t know what to do about the dilemma. The fact is, I still don’t. NaNo says write. Write through it all, and worry about quality and typos later. Just write and get to the end. My heart says writing through a bad story line is not the way to go. Put it away and come back to it when the characters feel like co-operating and telling you their thoughts and feelings.
The funny thing is, I don’t remember ever feeling this feeling of apathy towards a story before. Clearly, I have felt it. Huh. Funny what we block out of our memory when it suits, isn’t it?
The good news is that if I worked through the issue once, there’s a good chance I can do it again. As Advertised came out decently, after all, and I really think the story I’m working on now will, too. I have it on good authority (a beta reader who I trust would not lie to me, ever) that it emphatically does not suck as much as I think it does.
To prove it, she says I should start here:
The club could not have been any darker and still be considered lit, but Stanley didn’t think better lighting would improve the ambiance. Stage lights bounced over the chanting crowd, glanced off the shabby décor, and disappeared into the further reaches of the low-ceilinged labyrinth of the bar.
The lead singer prowled to the front and took up a position behind the mike. His sulk was infused with sex and the silent command to look at him, see him, and want him. Stanley glanced around the room. Everyone heard that slinky body language. Turning his attention back to the stage, he stripped his own veneer of music executive and watched the younger man through the eyes of the audience.
Narrow hips, long, muscled legs encased in leather, broad shoulders and chest just filled out enough to be impressive screamed the perfect, soundless note of bad-boy and danger. His clean, fine features were lost under the weight of makeup and spiked hair, but the drama of lean sharp characteristics accentuated with black liner and lipstick was more than enough to command the attention his undoubtedly pretty face might not get if he’d showed it off naked. And yet, Stanley wished he could see under the façade, because there was something innately provocative about the man his persona came dangerously close to ruining.
What do you think? Couple of characters worth reading about? I hope so!!
About the Author:Jaime has been writing for various publishers since the fall of 2008, although she's been writing for herself far longer. Often asked why men; what’s so fascinating about writing stories about men falling in love, she's never come up with a clear answer. Just that these are the stories that she loves to read, so it seemed to make sense if she was going to write, they should also be the stories she wrote.
These days, you can find plenty of free reading on her website. She also writes for Freya’s Bower, Loveyoudivine Alterotica, Pink Petal Books, Dreamspinner Press and Total E-Bound.
Spare time, when it can be found rolled into a ball at the back of the dryer or cavorting with the dust bunnies in the corners, she's probably spending reading, drawing, gardening (weather permitting, of course, since she is Canadian!) or watching movies. Well. She has a day job or two, as well, and two kids, but thankfully, also a wonderful husband who shoulders more than his fair share of household and child care responsibilities.
She graduated some time ago from college with a Fine Arts diploma, with a major in textile arts, which basically qualifies her to draw pictures and create things with string and fabric. One always needs an official slip of paper to fall back on after all....
Amazon Author page: amazon.com/author/jaimesamms
Tyler’s life perked up when he met Jake. So what if long-time friend Marty can’t stand him and his landlady has no use for his new beau. Tyler’s determined not to see the dark side of his lover. It’s his own fault for believing people don’t go around keeping secrets and lying.
Tyler should know better. He’s an ad executive. He knows the packaging is what sells, and Jake is quite a package. His lover is no slouch when it comes to false advertising, either, and when Tyler finds out the truth, it hurts. Weathering Jake’s lies and secrets gets easier with the help of new friends, Libby and Steven. In fact, Tyler figures that maybe a lot of things would get easier with Steven.
Tyler should have known better. Not even someone as seemingly perfect as Steven Jessop is completely as advertised.
This time, though, Tyler has to make a decision. After all, sometimes, even if what you see is not what you get, what Tyler’s uncovered in Steven might just be what he’s always wanted.