I mainly write YA fiction, which means my nun’s brain thinks I shouldn’t include sex because parents will be horrified and get all protective of their precious teens who have definitely NEVER heard of or had sex even though they aren’t 12 anymore. #People #LOL Moving on, for NaNoWriMo 2019, I decided to write NA…
Author: Alexandra Atman
I WON NANO, AND IT’S INSANE! (Bonus track: sneaky advice)
GUYS! I WON NANOWRIMO AGAIN! (Here’s where I say I cried and all that but, to be honest, it went like a breeze this year, so I won’t lie: it was fun!) I don’t know what changed. Maybe the fact that I wasn’t doing loads of worldbuilding because this is a contemporary book? Whatever it…
I can write, but I can’t edit
We’re past half November, which means 30th November is LOOMING, PEOPLE, LOOMING. In what I’m sure has now become tradition, I’m doing NaNoWriMo. Surprisingly, the time of the year when I’m able to write first drafts. Unsurprisingly, always under severe pressure. Except this NaNoWriMo is going remarkably well, and this book is happening. While I…
Writer friends, or foes?
Silence is a writer’s friend. Except when it comes to music. I wonder how people write without music, because there are people who write in silence and that’s crazy to me. The only silence I enjoy is the one produced by the absence of unfamiliar/unwanted human noise. And I don’t only mean I need people…
Publishing Twitter = guaranteed anxiety
The last few days have been one of those “adventures” where, first, you don’t realize you’re in for a ride until your ass is on some weird train, and second, you start off normal, go through a thousand emotions, and finish feeling battered, but vaguely relieved. The context? I’m still editing. Now that we’ve established…
Why am I so angry today?
This is what being a volcano must feel like. Boiling inside, the magma accumulating, the rage about to come out and destroy everything and everyone in its path. And I ask myself, why are you so angry, pal? Yes, you missed your tram today because of a ridiculous house problem your husband has refused to…
I should be editing
But first, I need to perform some sort of power rant. That’s a thing, I promise. Can’t explain to you how it works, I’m just a firm believer in the power of the scream. And this is me, screaming into the void of my blog that I’ll start editing my sci-fi book for the final…
Why do I always love the villain?
And does that love have any relation with the fact that I dated plenty of assholes in the past? I just realized I spent 10 years boycotting my own happiness, but OK. Back to the subject, I love villains. In fact, I root for the villains. A book without a good villain (or five, for…
Focus on your shit
I come here to complain rather often. If I had enough time, I’d probably rant every single day. There’s just so much that distracts me and irritates me nowadays. First off, the weather. Man, it’s been raining nonstop, every single fucking day, for the past two weeks. That’s not a life I wish to lead….
How is it October already?!
Guys, it is October. The fucking year basically ENDED. In 2019 I was going to: Query my YA sci-fi book. The one I’m still editing because it is 9k words too long, yay! Finish my 2018 NaNo WIP—with which I’m probably only halfway through because it needed a lot of “pre-editing to make ANY SENSE,…
I can’t stop procrastinating
And I HATE THAT. I probably even hate myself when I do it. I genuinely wish I could switch my focus on and off and never waste any time. Some people will tell me it’s leisure time, important, and etc. I see your point. I agree with it. But every single second we waste is…
Taking charge of my life
I am (or have tricked myself into thinking so?) a confident person. Nah: it’s not a trick. I am confident. Bad news, guys: I don’t care if you despise me for not hating myself. I like me. Deal with it. It’s not lack of (insert over self-conscious concept here), it’s just that I don’t really…