I’m really bad at joining groups. Matter of fact, I’m that weird girl with the thick plastic-framed glasses (I mean the pink Sally Jessy Raphael ones from the 80’s, not the cool black hipster 50’s throwbacks) who stands by the chainlink fence really really wanting to play foursquare (the kind with the ball, not the kind that allows Facebook to tell your stalker where you are) but probably won’t get the guts up to come over and ask you if she can play.
Well, there’s this cool group of kids out there and they’re doing some neat stuff and I want to play, too. And since I’m 34 years-old now and totally over the whole elementary school peer fright thing, I’m going to just sidle up next to them and start playing, too, pretending like I’ve been here the whole time, instead of just watching from this chainlink fence every lunch hour for the past week.
A Round of Words in 80 Days. I’m a little late, since the last round started up a few weeks ago, I think, but according to the FAQ’s, I can just post mah goals and jump on in. So, goals:
- Submit one query to an agent per day.
- Write 1,000 words per day.
- Blog at least 3 times a week.
I won’t be able to do the Sunday check-ins, since I live in the back of beyond where there’s no internet access, but I can still come over on Wednesdays after my piano lesson.
From what I can tell, this creation is from KL Schwengel and I’ve seen it hand-in-hand a lot with #ROW80. From the title, I was hoping there would be a dog involved because I really like that picture of the whippet with the Devo hat, but sharing an excerpt that has something to do with both my WIP and the current date (July 23) will be fun, too. This WIPpet snippet is from page number 23:
“An incredibly sexy man could have possibly, maybe, perhaps been interested in me, and he turns out to be the grandson of the man you went to jail for killing. And he’s the current Sheriff. Could the deck be stacked any higher against me? Crap night all around, Grammy.”