What I'm Working On Now

What's up everyone? So, I looked at the comments from my last post and it looks like some of you want me to share some of what I'm working on now. Well, if you ever want to know about my current WIPs, check the word counters in the sidebar. Those tell you which books and stories I'm writing. Then, just click the "My Books" page at the top of the blog and figure out what I'm writing!

Currently, I'm mainly focusing on a super secret short story that I can't share much about. I can tell you that it has one vampire/actor, two girls, and some crazy action. It's going to be around 5,000 words, I think.

Other than that, I am writing Slice, a novel that also has a bit of vampire action in it. Weird, a while ago I decided I was never going to write vampires. But... I guess I broke that promise. Oh well. Slice also deals with some heavy issues teens face sometimes. Think of it as... Skins or Degrassi with a touch of paranormal elements.

Enchant, which I already finished, is going to probably have to be rewritten. I didn't edit it at all as I wrote, since it was for NaNoWriMo, but now I am seeing the problem with that decision. I'll have to rewrite most of it, but some of it is still salvageable.

Thanks for being interested, and remember that you can still click here to tell me what you want me to be blogging about!

What Do You Want From Me?

I know I am terrible about posting on this blog, and for that I am so sorry. The thing is, I don't really know what to post about. During NaNo, I had a post almost every day. And that worked well. Now that that is over, however, I don't know what to do.

So, readers, tell me, what do you want to see? I am here to blog about writing, so anything related to the subject is open for me to blog about. I really need ideas about what to post here, so please let me know what you want.

Teaser Tuesday #1

Hello everyone! So, I've decided that since my posts here are pretty sporadic and spaced out, that I will be sharing some of my writing each week. I rarely ever post my writing here and thought it would be a good idea to start. So, without further ado, here are some excerpts of Slice.

First Teaser:

My arms felt like they had just been attacked with a chainsaw. Now, the alcohol set them on fire. But that would all go away soon, the numb wasn’t far away.

Second Teaser:

I am invincible, I am invincible. I started to wonder when I would believe it myself.

I hope you guys enjoyed the teasers! See you again soon!

In Which I Plan for the New Year

I know there are reading funks, but does the same thing exist for writing? Or am I just crazy? My answer: probably both.

In December, I took a month-long break from writing. Now, we're over a week in to January and I'm still not writing. I want to write, and I tell myself I am going to write, but I somehow always find something to do to take up that time.

The problem isn't that I am not passionate about what I am writing, because I am. And if I wasn't, I have so many other I ideas I could work on. What I think it is is that I became so accustomed to not writing, that I forgot how to make myself do it.

So here is the plan. I'm going to outline Slice. And then I'm going to start writing every day again. One of my new years resolutions this year is to write three first drafts. That means that besides the one for NaNo, I'll have to write two books. I think I might even write more since I really want to write Charmed.

First up is Slice, then me and Jackie are going to be starting LitW, then maybe something else before NaNo. Or maybe I will leave that "something else" time to edit. Since I never find time to do that. Oh, and I have to write Delicats soon. Karen deserves it.

And at some point, I have to polish up Enchant and send it to some betas, then fix the 22495806 problems it is sure to have.

The Infamous Jesus Story

If you are Christian and take easy offense to people warping your religion and religious figures, you may not enjoy this story. But I have had a lot of people--mostly authors--on twitter that requested I post this story. It is about Jesus and how he wants to be a dancer. He is also engaged to a man named Lance. Like I said, you're probably not going to like it if you're super religious. But whatever. It's for English class and I think it't pretty neat. So, without further ado, here is the Infamous Jesus Story!

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Jessy Christopher’s Christmas Miracle

Christmas: my least favorite time of the year. If the people of the world aren’t forgetting me so they can concern themselves with money, gifts, and Santa Claus, they are worshipping me even more than they usually do. No matter what, begging me for a Christmas miracle.

It’s always the same ever year—the world goes crazy on and around my birthday. I still get glimpses of that night in the major. It smelled like goats and the magi who brought me gifts. They didn’t smell much better. Ever since then, I’ve been walking around, making miracles. All because my mom got knocked up by God.

         

Nobody understands what I really want. I don’t want to be a carpenter, or a miracle man. No, what I really want to do is be a dancer. I’ve fist-pumped with the Jersey Shore Crew, partied with Paris in Paris, and even attended a few traditional dance classes, and I am well on my way to becoming a star.

         

I’ve tried not to use my fame to my advantage. I’ve even given myself a pseudonym: Jessy Christopher, and so far nobody has caught on.

One night, I sit in the purple leopard armchair in the apartment I share with my fiancé, Lance as we drink our earl grey and watch Dancing With the Stars. It’s a tradition in our house; it has been since we began dating three years ago. I look at the screen and think about how I wish that could be me.

         

I know it’s finally time to tell Lance what I’ve been keeping from him. No, not that I am the savior of humanity—he figured that out when he saw me come back to life after a cookie making disaster. “Lance,” I am hesitant, yet excited to tell him of my plans. “What if I told you I wanted to move… to New York?”

Lance looks at me and grips his chin, scratching the short facial hair I’ve grown to love. His eyes are deep in concentration, and his thick eyelashes bat a few times. It’s his thinking face. “Well, the economic situation in New York isn’t as bad as it is here.” We’ve been living in California for a while. “I guess we could look into it.”

I squeal in excitement and rush across the room to plant a kiss on his cheek. He smiles meekly at me, pushing his glasses back up his nose and takes another sip of his tea. “We’d better start packing.” Lance says, and sets the cup on the table.

“Hey!” I say, pointing to the cup. He nods knowingly and picks it back up, placing it on a coaster before standing up to go to our room.

It’s been two weeks since we’ve moved to New York and I still haven’t found any work. I almost had a callback for a Broadway show, but the director muttered to me, “Jesus, you’re good. But you don’t have enough experience.” I smiled at him and left. I was worried at first that he had caught on, but of course he didn’t. Nobody can tell it’s me, as long as I keep the beard cut.

So, I’ve been living in a cozy apartment with Lance. He’s found another job in accounting, and that’s what’s been supporting us. He bugs me to ask my dad for help sometimes, but me and the big man haven’t been close since I came out of the closet. He never actually told me he was disappointed in me, but when he struck me down to earth to live here for an eternity, I got the hint.

“We’ll make it work.” I say to Lance, every time he brings up money. And we always do. I can perform miracles, of course. We look out our apartment window and watch the snow silently fall upon the city, turning the cement covered streets white.

Lance walks over to the kitchen, no doubt to prepare some tea for us. When he opens the cupboard, he yells and I rush over to him. He’s lying on the ground, covered by a pile of cash. I extend my hand out to him and he takes it, lifting himself off the ground with my help.

“It’s a Christmas miracle!” He exclaims, wrapping me in for a tight hug.

“It sure is.” I say, and glance out the window. I see a cloud in the shape of a face, and I can almost swear I see it wink. “It sure is…” I say again, this time to myself.

After we take our money to the bank, we go back home, and head to bed. I know it’s going to be a great holiday this year.

In Which I Was Possessed

So just a moment ago, I was possessed. For some reason, I just had a gripping feeling and I had to write. And it had to be the beginning of Slice. The book is different than any other I've tried to write. It's a lot darker and deals with some really heavy issues. But there is also paranormal blended in.

And I don't know why, but I just had to start writing it just now. Even though I am on a December break, I am feeling anxious to write, but I'll fight that feeling until 2011, when my break is over. I can't wait til the new year.

In Which I Explain Where I Have Been

You may have been wondering where I have been. Well, I've been where I usually am. I haven't been posting because I haven't been writing. It only makes sense that if I haven't been writing, I wouldn't be posting on my writing blog, right?

I talked to a few published, phamous authors and they told me to let Enchant sit for about a month, then go edit it. They said I'll be able to see it with a fresher look if I leave it alone for a while.

So December is my break month. It works since November is such a crazy writing month. I do think I'll start Delicats sometime this month, but I have no deadline so I'm not gonna worry about it.

See you soon,

Alexander