This last part kicked my ass. At nearly 5,000 words, I'm still not done with it. I keep having character fights, not sure what to have them say or do, not even emotion is written out. I settled to print the remaining draft, edit, and hard write the final. It might take me all day, but I'm determined to get this darn thing done.
P.S. An old friend from high school days invited me to a yoga class Sunday morning. Please, send good thoughts toward my back.
Today I was at an interview for a writer internship in Temecula. This has been on my mind lately. Of all the job applications I've sent out since the beginning of spring, this one was the most hopeful. Took me the whole week in between commutes, watching the house, helping a friend's computer problem I'm almost done fixing, yard work, and redoing my entire portfolio, I can say that I can finally get back to work on Keystone.
I can't tell you what this internship is and what I have to do but once I get that email I'm selected, it means I can finally move off this mountain. If not, then I'll keep at it, and possibly get a job lead at Mammoth Mountain. This is the first real job I had relating to my writing. Kind of surreal really.
The last Keystone part will be out next Sunday. I've gotten more edits back from my editor on the Tyler Ingert novella collection, including a section in Detox I have to rewrite because I can't ignore that. And I feel the same as to what she described. Also more edits from the Mana Pool refresh.
Send good vibes toward me and this internship.
It seems that I have to rework my entire portfolio. I'm not going to explain why and for what purpose. With my IT experience, I have to add my writing samples, publications, commissioned artwork, and a script. The script is what I'm worried about. Instead of the writing part - which is not a problem - it's the darn format I can't wrap my head around. I did a script before in the creative writing class, but that was in a format that fit to my understanding, not industry standard.
Another distraction in my life, on top of watching the house and yardwork. If only I had the guts to do all nighters these days.