I'm very happy

I'm very happy, I got some great news yesterday which helped me boost my ego! But I won't say anything yet...I'll try to keep the secret until Monday...okay, maybe Sunday :p

Sent another one

Sent another query letter...hum, hum...let's hope for a bit of luck this time.

What is life...

but a constant ache, a dull pull that makes you go on for no apparent reason?

"We The Living" By Ayn Rand is a great novel, but I have not chosen a good moment to read it...it has depressed me.

Life? Life is but a few senseless moments of happiness which you end up forgetting in time...Life is fighting for those moments which you will forget....Life is nothing but a worthless pain.

About the Twilight Series...

I’m writing this and I’m thinking that it might sound like a jealous rant, but not really…I haven’t read the series, unfortunately. I live in Spain and English copies of books are hard to come by, not to mention expensive, and my financial situation is not exactly at its best moment. I look forward to reading the books, for I have heard from more than one person that they easily capture you and I love that in a book, I love sitting down and getting obsessed with a series, feeling the up and downs of characters, seeing their experience through my eyes…imagination is a powerful thing.

However, not all I have heard from these books are good: I have heard that the books are written in childish fashion, that they are nothing but a mere “easy read”, and they’re no big deal. There’s nothing bad with that, I mean, the easier it is to read, the larger audience it will get too…

Anyhow, thing is, to be an author sometimes you don’t need to be good (this has nothing to do with Ms. Meyer, I have not read her books and can not judge them), you just need to have loads, loads, loads, loads of luck.

Lady Luck, why have you forsaken me?

Ps: I don’t intend to watch the movie until I read the books, whenever that is, and I don’t like the main vampire guy…he just doesn’t appeal to me. Vampires need to look like this:

or like this:

Desperate Craving

Sadness, darkness, tears of sorrow, tears of hell.
Come to me beloved, leave me not hanging on the edge.
I fear the life, I fear the death, I fear the love, I fear the hate and yet I crave for it all.
Give it to me now, give it to me now, I have no patience, I wish not to wait. Give it to me now, let me feel lfie, death, love, hate all together, all as one, let me have it.
I crave for it.

I did it!

I can't believe it! 50000 words! which suck, which I had to include lot's of erotic nonsense, and an epilogue...but I did it! wohoo!

50110 / 50000 words. 100% done!

Can I?

I'm almost there!!

41101 / 50000 words. 82% done!

Will I make it?

It's not looking good...

22795 / 50000 words. 46% done!

It's starting to look like something...

11577 / 50000 words. 23% done!

NANOWRIMO not going well...

Well, I'd never thought I'd be able to write something which I'd dislike so much and which if I know I don't go on I'll never finish Nanowrimo, which is after all, the goal.
Does it all even make sense?