Sunday, June 6, 2010

And on the 6th day, she took a breather…



It seems like I’ve been fiddling with my sci-fi romance romp forever.  I went over the plot, checking for potential holes, building the backstory and filling out the cast of characters. Then I created the skeleton outline, my own personal diagram and trip tik so I could navigate the storyline and not get confused or lost along the way—which I did anyway, of course…

Then when the holidays hit, my mother became very ill and I dropped most of what I was doing and focused on my mum. When I wasn’t at her place, I played house in Second Life, putting up holiday decorations on my dream villa and taking a breather from my writing, planning to regroup in January.

Of course, nothing ever goes as we plan it, does it? Only a couple of days after Christmas 2009, my life did a 360ยบ and everything I thought I knew had changed. I won’t go into the details of my tailspin, but it took me several months to regain my footing and even want to write something more creative than a grocery list. My nerves were shot and I felt up in the air about so many things, basic things I thought I had nailed down. Like where I would live, where my home was and who I’d be sharing it with.

I did a lot of growing as a person and realized some of the fault lay at my own door. I’d become complacent. And fallen into a serious rut. The person I used to be had changed over the years and I wanted her back!

So I started going to the gym again, I worked out, I started eating right and taking my vitamins. And as I lost weight, I realized I needed new clothes, so I rediscovered the love of shopping for wearable items. You see, before I hated clothes shopping because nothing ever fit the way it should, due to my size. But having lost two dress sizes made enough of a difference, that I could now shop with ease and find something that fit me without a struggle. Was I skinny? Hell no! I have a gene pool full of obese people, but at least I could see a glimmer of daylight.

I started writing again, small things, mostly angry letters I didn’t send and a few that I did. lol. Then, as I was going through the cancer scanning again, facing my own mortality yet another time, I realized I needed to get back at my writing or else give it up and admit defeat.

Now, I’m sort of stubborn in case you didn’t know, and the idea of simply giving up pissed me off. So like everything in my life, I fought and I pushed through my own angst and mental barriers by picking up the threads of a story I’d pushed to a back burner the year before when I was going through the radiation and all the surgeries.

The story was a departure for me, almost pure erotica and probably the kinkiest stuff I’d ever attempted. ::insert blush here::

The Deal Breaker cover art copyI decided at the onset that I wouldn’t try to publish it through my usual avenue and would branch out a little and try something new since it was a new kind of story for me, especially since the ebook was also going to be below the word count required by Amber Heat, my publisher.

Earlier in the year, I’d uploaded a few freebies to Smashwords, to reach a new audience of readers, and the response was incredible. Thousands of downloads and even a few nice reviews came from the effort. So I decided to finish a couple of stories I’d place on Smashwords for sale and release them as 99¢ short story ebook specials.


The first of these stories is The Deal Breaker, and will be available to purchase on Smashwords starting June 11, 2010.

With most of the hard edits done on Deal Breaker, I returned my attention to my sci-fi romantic comedy, tentatively titled Earth to Elena. I’m happy to say I finally finished the first draft and now can focus on some of the other things in my life I need to do. That way Elena can sit and ‘cure’ and I can get a little distance, so when I pick it back up, it’ll seem fresh again and I’ll be able to spot the mistakes easier…at least that is my hope. ::wide grin::

Not sure where I’ll send the story, since it’s less erotic romance and more romantic comedy. E to E (as I’ve nicknamed it) is also a full fledged novel, sitting at just under 100k, so that will also make a difference. But before I look at where to send it, the story will have to go through its paces, which in C.C. speak means about three to four drafts. Yeah, I know. How some authors can do a single draft, then simply edit and be done has always astounded me. I wish I knew their secret. I have to reread the story from scratch, agonize over ever sentence and red pen the printed out version until my fingers bleed ink. lol.

Oh yeah, I did move out of my house, just not the one in RL (at least not yet, lol). Nope, I moved out of the Villa I had in SL, so those pictures I took of myself there are bittersweet, but nothing lasts forever and in the case of SL, that is doubly true I’ve found. For the hell of it, one day I went through all my landmarks, some 200plus of them, and went to every location. I found that well over half no longer existed or had been changed and were now something completely different. Nothing like going back to your favorite hat and hair boutique and finding it’s become a virtual gay country western bar. lol. Ahh well, cie la vie.

Until next time…
Cass

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Mini Vacation With Mum

Sometimes in life, you just get fed up with everything and have to check out and check in somewhere else for a little break. That's what I did a couple of days ago (May 12 & 13). I took mum with me and we went across the river to the casino riverboat and spent a couple of days eating, gambling, napping, gambling, eating, gambling, and sleeping. Or in mum speak aka code, we went bra shopping. lol.

I only wish I'd had a way to take a picture of her at the crap table. (You aren't allow to take pictures inside the casino gaming areas).

She's been feeling so lousy lately, truly feeling her years, and to see her pull herself up from her motorized wheelchair and lean over the table's cushioned edge and throw those dice—omg, you'd think she was closer to 65 than 85. Her face became so animated, so alive and happy, that I knew it was a special mother-daughter moment. Yes, in my family we often build special moments around gambling. lol.

I can attest that some of the happiest moments in my life were with my family at various sporting events or at casinos. Not sure what that says about me, but it is the truth. Anyway, mum did quite well with the dice (she loves craps) and even hit a very nice slot machine jackpot on the way out to dinner. I did okay, but had the misfortune to lose back over half of what I'd won, but feel fortunate to have at least come out a winner.

Monday, May 10, 2010

Off The Shelf Interview


I was interviewed this last Sunday in Second Life by Kghia Gherardi and Simeon Beresford hosts and producers of the radio/podcast show Off the Shelf. They interview authors, poets, publishers, editors, librarians, literary venue hosts, and other bookish people, both within Second Life and outside. It can be heard on Radio Riel and the podcasts can be downloaded from their website at: http://thebookstacks.org/off-the-shelf/ and from iTunes.


To listen to the interview, click here:
http://ia331209.us.archive.org/2/items/OffTheShelf-Season02-Episode09-CassandraCurtis/OffTheShelf-Season02-Episode09-CassandraCurtis.mp3

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Lazy Bones

After being off my meds for the cancer scanning procedure for over a month, I find I am turning into true lazy bones. lol.  I look at the dishes piled up in the sink and just sorta sigh. I keep waiting for the dish faery to come and wave her wand, making the dishes squeaky fresh and sparkling clean, but it just ain’t happenin’ folks.

The laundry is also piling up and honestly, the carpet could use a decent shampoo. But my energy level is now zilch. I cannot wait for the dr. to give me the green light to go back on my meds and off this insane no salt/iodine diet. Ugh.  Have you or someone you love been recently diagnosed with thyroid cancer? Here's a useful link to have: http://www.thyca.org/

I hate having to ask anyone to drive me to the hospital for the next step in the testing, but I am so weak at this point, I can’t drive myself. Whew. And of course,  grizzly bear still lives here, so the situation is bizarre to say the least. I have to swallow my pride and ask the growly one if he’ll drive me. He said yes and didn’t bite.  I still have my hand intact, so I guess that’s a good sign. lol.

I really find that I miss going to the gym. How weird is that? A confirmed couch potato longing for low impact aerobics, aqua fitness class, and the rowing machine.

I figure I might as well enjoy the changes life is bringing me and go with the flow.  One of my old pals used to quote Bruce Lee, who would say, “Be water, my friend.”

Okay, I am ‘water’ and flowing over and around my obstacles, but I am getting very wet in the process.

Are you a lazy bones? Do you have days where you simply feel like the effort to get up and deal with life is beyond your capabilities—at least for that day? If so, then you understand what I mean.

Yet, if I go back to bed, hide under the covers, and allow chaos free reign, what would be the cost? I wonder about things like that. But I have to say, it’s much more enjoyable to wonder about it when I am snuggled in my comfy bed than sitting at a computer or attempting to clean my house. :P