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Week 1 of NaNoWriMo: Completed

It’s Day 7 of my commitment to writing a novel in 30 days and…I’ve learned quite a bit.

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Here’s what I now know:

  1. I can write more than I ever thought I could. Like, I might be a cyborg sent from the future. I’m a full-time writer for work. Which means that my day starts at 7 am, with an hour of NaNo writing. Then starts again at 9 a.m., when I head into the office to blog for E!. The rest of the novel writing continues on my lunch hour, when I get home from work at 7, and well into the night. I’m a machine.
  2. Excuses come in many forms and flow as quickly as water. Like, I could watchHomelandagain. Or I need more tea. And what would my hair look like in a braided bun on top of my head? Maybe I should go try that out and take a bunch of self portraits.
  3. I am capable of power naps. Believe it or not, I’ve never been much of a napper. Don’t really care for it. That was before, of course, when I was getting plenty of sleep and my body wasn’t in a constant state of twitchy. Now I just luuurrrve me some power nappage.
  4. My friends are fantastic. And I’m not just saying that. I have really supportive friends who check in and hold me accountable. They push me everyday and, to be honest, I would not have started any of this were it not for their encouragement. (Thank you, my mouses!!!)

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     5.  If Lauren Conradcan write a book, then so can I!

Where I’ll Be This November

No, it won’t be voting. (Though, I will be voting, but that won’t take up the entire month. Just an hour, I hope.)

I recently signed up to participate in my first NaNoWriMo and, for those who aren’t familiar with it, I’ll break it down.

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This is a novel writing program that you can sign up for online and encourages participants to spend 30 days and 30 nights devoting all of their free time to writing a novel.

I’ve never done this before, because 1) 30 days is a lot of pressure to write a novel, 2) I have so many other things to do and 3) [Insert pretty much any other lame excuse here].

But the thing is, I could use a fire under me. So, I’m committing to trying this out. Even if I only get 30 pages in 30 days, that’s better than nothing.

Sidenote: I’ll have to write about 6 pages each day to meet the 50,000 word goal. Wish me luck!

Other Sidenote: Do any writers or former NaNoWriMers have any advice?!

ohshitimaginger:
“ Behold, a YA novel calledRED, about a town where it’s only cool to have ginger locks:
“ Having red hair is all that matters in Scarletville. Redheads hold all the power—and everybody knows it. That’s why Felicity is scared down to...

ohshitimaginger:

Behold, a YA novel calledRED, about a town where it’s only cool to have ginger locks:

Having red hair is all that matters in Scarletville. Redheads hold all the power—and everybody knows it. That’s why Felicity is scared down to her roots when she receives an anonymous note:

I know your secret.

Because Felicity is a big fake. Her hair color comes straight out of a bottle. And if anyone discovered the truth, she’d be a social outcast faster than she could say “strawberry blond.” …But just how far is she willing to go to protect her red cred?


We want to move to Scarletville!

I hope this novel predicts the world’s future toward an entirely redhead society. <3 all you non-gingers too, though!!!

xoxo

The BDSM Book That I’ll Be Reading.

I saw this article on Gawker, and immediately started foaming at the mouth. Apparently, there’s a new novel coming to a Borders Barnes and Noble near us! It’s called…

“Fifty Shades of Grey” and the two other titles in the series were written by a British author named E L James, a former television executive who began the trilogy by posting fan fiction online. The books, which were released in the last year, center on the lives (and affection for whips, chains and handcuffs) of Christian Grey, a rich, handsome tycoon, and Anastasia Steele, an innocent college student, who enter into a dominant-submissive relationship.

Here’s an excerpt:

Suddenly, he sits up and tugs my panties off and throws them on the floor. Pulling off his boxer briefs, his erection springs free. Holy cow… He reaches over to his bedside table and grabs a foil packet, and then he moves between my legs, spreading them further apart. He kneels up and pulls a condom on to his considerable length. Oh no…Will it? How?

Spoiler alert: it fits.