047. Six Resolutions for the New Year

Now that we’ve hit the fourth day of the new year, it’s about time I wrote down my resolution and goals for all to see.

1. Finish my novel. This is a pretty big goal, but it’s a doable one. Originally, following on the heels of National Novel Writing Month, I’d thought I’d be able to get my first draft done by the end of December. That didn’t happen. But my goal of finishing my novel (not just the first draft, but the revisions as well) and beginning to send out to agents by the time I head to New Zealand in September still stands.  My goal is to really finish the first draft by February, edit until May or so, and then write a query and send out over the summer. It’s my main goal this year, and I think I can do it if I buckle down and follow some of my other resolutions.

2. Write every day. This is something that practically every writer resolves to do. I’ve resisted it so far, because I don’t believe that a writer must write every day in order to be successful. One of my favourite authors rejects this idea completely. But the fact of the matter is that over the past few months I’ve really failed to write as much or as diligently as I need to. And in order to ensure that I do better with this, I really need to try to write every day. I know that for me, writing the same novel every day will be a nearly impossible feat. If I force myself to do it when I really, really feel I can’t, it will come out muddled and awful, and that’s not my goal. My goal is to write well and often — I’m a firm believer in quality over quantity. So my goal instead is to write something every day: whether it’s a blog post, an entry for Brigits Flame, a random scene, backstory, or part of my novel. My goal now? To try and write my novel three or four times a week, with at least 1000 words done per day. It’s a doable goal, and as I grow more comfortable with the plan and the routine, I’ll increase the writing time and the word count.

3. Read a book a week. I want to try to read for at least one hour every day, but I think more importantly is reading at least one book per week. It’s less rigid than giving myself a length of time I must read per day, but it will certainly ensure that I’m reading (or rereading) at a good pace. Because as a writer — and as someone who wants to be an agent or editor — it’s absolutely essential that I continue to read with as much passion and interest as I write. I’d also like to vary my subject matter, alternating rereading books to choosing new books in a variety of genres — not just fiction, or even the genres of fiction I tend to gravitate towards. I will, of course, write reviews as well.

4. Go to the gym more. I want to go three times a week. Not twice. I really want to get into better shape, and going to the gym three times a week will really help with that — especially since it’s going to start getting too cold to simply walk everywhere instead of taking the bus or the T.

5. Cook more, cook differently, cook healthier. This seems like three resolutions, but for me, it’s only one. I love food. I am an enormous foodie, and I’ve been getting more interested in cooking because of this. This year, I want to make at least one new and interesting recipe a week, whether it’s a three hour roast, a simple but tasty soup, or a complicated and exotic Thai recipe. In the past, I’ve shied away from buying “strange,” expensive, or specialty ingredients for a variety of reasons. Some of them, like, say, squid, I have no idea how to cook properly. Some things, like duck, are too pricy to get on a regular basis. And lemongrass is only good for a couple of cuisines. But I think it’ll be worth it to, at least once a week, try something brand new, and at least once a month, get a more … expensive and “impractical” ingredient to work with, just to change things up. Because let’s be honest — pasta’s tasty, but it’s hardly the healthiest meal option. But if I can find ways to cook pasta with different sauces, different garnishes, etc. that may be a bit healthier, it’ll be great.

6. Save money. I’m not good at this. I’ve gotten much better about making coffee instead of buying it from Peet’s or Starbucks, and I don’t eat out too much. But I still eat out more than I should; I still spend more at bars than I ought to. I still buy things that I don’t really need, even if I’ve really done a good job at cutting down the frivolous spending. But I need to get much better at this — whether it’s getting cheaper items on menus, forgoing a latte and sticking with plain coffee or tea, or simply not purchasing things I don’t actually need. I think it’s doable — if a bit difficult.

So these are my resolutions for the new year — and hopefully, I’ll be able to stick with them.


042. NaNoWriMo, and Also My Friend Is Famous.

It’s day four of National Novel Writing Month, and although I’m a little bit behind, I’m sitting at 4,600 words. I’m halfway through the second chapter, and my characters are working out pretty well — some things are going a little differently than expected, but the language is working, the tone is working, and the point of view is working — at least for me, and for now.

My novel, which is titled (tentatively) Die Young & Sell Your Soul, is technically in the non-genre of Adult YA: it’s not quite in the same vein as, say, Twilight or Cassandra Clare’s books. My protagonists are a little bit older, between 18 and 25, and it’s a bit more mature — but not so in a way that it will alienate or be inappropriate for younger readers.

The synopsis, taken straight from my NaNo page is here:

Even vampires get stuck in mid-life crises, and Flynn’s is more destructive than most. When he spirals too far out of control, he’s removed from his high-ranking position at the vibrant epicenter of the vampire empire — Las Vegas — and is sent to build a satellite colony in Boston, MA, which is not quite the honor Flynn thought it was.


Boston’s a lot of things: young, fresh, small, and unfortunately for Flynn, very diurnal. But while he and his crew are sitting around grumbling about the vast differences between their old life and new, they run into a far more serious problem: slayers. And up until a few months ago, there had been no such thing.


C.C. Howlett is one of those soulless slayers, accidentally “recruited” when a demon asks her an innocuous, trick question. But during the process of extracting her soul — her conscience, her free will, her personality, her passions, her self — something goes wrong. She’s left clutching the remnants of her soul and her self.


When C.C. gets captured while raiding Flynn’s hideout, it becomes abundantly clear that neither of them are each other’s enemy. Flynn wants safety, security, and to destroy what could be threatening his entire empire; C.C. wants her soul back. And to get what they want, they have no choice but to collaborate.

I’m really pleased with the way it’s going so far; we shall see how it goes! My goal is to get to 11,666 words by Sunday evening.

In other news, my hugely talented friend Jen (some of you may know her as Jenna Shear, who posted my profile of dancer Ela Rogers on her blog) and her bellydance troupe was featured in an article on Hipmix, a very important bellydance site. Check it out here! She’s not totally famous yet, but hey, this is a good first step!.

041. An Update On Life in General.

Tuesday was my birthday. Twenty-two. I feel old and unaccomplished. It was an odd kind of birthday, my first “adult” birthday, where I had nobody around me, nobody singing, nobody handing me a cake. I had no one to talk to, and very few family members bothered to call. And, of course, I was in the throes of a sinus infection. Sadly, I still am

That’s not to say I didn’t get some lovely gifts and some lovely messages. It was just … different than expected. My party was so very fun — last night, even though I was feeling rather sick, I ended up having a fabulous time. Everyone I could have hoped to see was there, and I hope everyone had as much fun as I did.

This afternoon, before my voice completely upped and left, I had an interview for an internship at Literary Traveler, an online magazine. I think it went fairly well, and for next week, I have to write a 500-word blog post that would fit in with their current posts. Tomorrow, I plan on writing up a list of possibilities.

Currently, I’m gearing up for NaNoWriMo. I finally have a possible title, though that may change in the coming weeks if I find another one suits me better. I think I’ll be able to write a lot of this book next month, and I’m excited about it. I know vampires are “done” but I’ve always wanted to write my take on them, and while of course it has been a huge trend in the past few years, I think I can offer something fresh to the genre — if only because I despise most of the vampire lit that came out of the post-Twilight wave of YA. I think my characters are different than the norm, and that my concept is unique with aspects of familiarity. Hopefully I am not wrong about this. You can find me here:

I’ve also been reading quite a bit; I read the next two books in the Flavia de Luce series (though I didn’t post the reviews here, since they’re very similar to the review of the first book), and am excited for book four to come out. I am now working through Kelly Link’s first collection of short stories; review to come soon!

039. Harry Potter and the Post-Grad Life of Doom.

There are many things I could talk about since it’s been such a very long time since I posted a “real” update (i.e. not a review). But I think I’ll stick with the basics, and what’s been most important so far.

#1. I finally graduated about a week and a half ago. I got my final GPA (3.9), my final standing (Summa Cum Laude), and although so far no word is out about my diploma (it’ll go to my home in New Jersey, not my apartment, and my parents haven’t said anything about it), I’m feeling pretty good about it. Except now all my friends are in classes. Some of their classes sound great, others not so much, but it does make me simultaneously jealous and pleased that I’m not in classes anymore. My schedule is nowhere near as strict, as right now I only have my one day a week internship with Ann, so I’ve been trying to Get Things Done, namely writing and reading, which has not been going quite as well as I’d hoped. I did have an interview for a second internship this past week so we’ll see if anything comes of it. If not, it’s back to the drawing board for me.

#2. Writing. I’ve been doing terribly with it. I think I hit a severe patch of writer’s block, and have (hopefully) just broken through it. I think one of the problems is that I have too many ongoing projects and not enough focus on any of them. One of which is my thesis project, my crime novel. I started rereading what I’d written the other night and cringed at how … not right the writing is. But I also had a paragraph that I was starting to write as a new beginning to the book and that’s shaping up much better. I simply need to just reread what I’ve got, see how I feel about it, and go from there. I plan on doing that rereading within the next few days.

My other project is much newer: a YA novel centering around vampires. Sounds typical, I know, and I’m sorry, but hopefully it won’t come out as typical. It’s supposed to be serious yet funny, and the main vampire, Flynn, is a bit of a failure and doesn’t know it. I started writing a bit of it, but somehow it’s not gelling for me quite yet — I think maybe I need to start at a different point in the story, as I’ve got a particular line stuck in my head and I can’t get past that. So perhaps I’ll start from the other character’s storyline and see where it goes from there.

Third project is the usual monthly/weekly contest at Brigits Flame on Livejournal. Although I’m not really big on the LJ community in general, I find that this is a way to really get myself writing. It’s a competition, which always makes me more motivated, and I write to win. So we’ll see how that goes.

#3. Harry Potter. Yes, I am rereading. I’m on Chamber of Secrets right now, and have also recently gotten into Pottermore. I’ve been exploring the site, which is interesting, although since it’s in its very beginning stages, there isn’t all that much to do and it’s a tad disappointing. I did, however, get Slytherin, which makes me quite pleased. I loved the way they had you choose your house (answering questions that, unlike the myriad of sorting hat quizzes out there, are NOT easy at all to cheat upon. Remember the ones with the really leading questions like, “which colour do you like best? green, red, yellow, or blue?” Yeah.) I’m eager to see what the rest of Pottermore is going to be like; I’ve already found out some really interesting information about McGonagall and The Dursleys’ courtship, as well as a lot more in depth information about wands and such.

That’s pretty much all for now — hopefully I’ll be able to update with another book review soon (after Chamber of Secrets I’m going to take a break and read something new before going back to the Harry Potter series again)!

032. Drusilla > Valefor, but don’t tell him that.

Today has been one of those rollercoaster days; a day of several disappointments and a very big hurrah!, which inevitably evens out into a stasis of blah.

As some of you may know, my laptop, Valefor, has been having issues for a while now — nothing so major that warranted any serious repairs, but still, things that were adding up. The other night, Valefor’s charger decided it didn’t like charging things anymore, and became completely responsible for a minor 2 a.m. meltdown. To get it repaired, it would have cost over 200 dollars. But my parents gave me, as a graduation present, a thousand dollars towards a new laptop — so, brilliantly, I decided to use that today.

So I am now using a new computer, who I have named Drusilla. (Mind you, I name most of my technology, minus Tinyphone, after fictional characters; Valefor is both a demon and a character in a book called Flora Segunda, my iPod since its “restore” is named Spike from Buffy, and thus I felt since my iPod and Macbook are intimately connected, Drusilla — also from Buffy — was very fitting). Drusilla is very lovely. She’s got Snow Leopard and everything, and all my files, applications, settings, etc. were transferred over from Valefor, who, granted, is still alive and kicking. So it’s like using Valefor, but also … not using Valefor.

And this leads me to the weird problem that makes a good thing very depressing: I empathize with inanimate objects. Not all of them, but — enough of them to make my life very difficult. I feel guilty about cute greeting cards left on the road, as though I were the one who put it there, and as though the greeting card actually has feelings. This is a true story: one day, I was walking to the bus from my apartment. There was an adorable Easter card sitting in a parking lot. I thought, “Aww, how sad.” And then, the very instant that thought entered my brain, I started feeling guilty. This is a common process for me, one that I know intimately well, and it always goes like this: the very second I start thinking about how sad something left behind is, or how ugly someone’s shirt is, etc. I start feeling immediately guilty and know that I won’t stop feeling guilty until I have somehow made amends. If it’s someone’s shirt that I find unattractive, I apologise. It’s not the shirt’s fault.  If I start feeling bad for an inanimate object I can actually take or buy, I have to resist a very, very strong impulse to take or buy that item.

So, inevitably, when I saw the Easter card, I said, “Aww, how sad — who would leave a greeting card on the ground?” and therefore I knew I had to do something about it. I didn’t, however, have time to ponder it because I was cutting the bus close, so I said, “If it’s there when I come home, I’ll pick it up.”

Guess what? It was still there when I came back a few hours later, and I stood over it, agonizing about how stupid I was to feel this way, but also how horrible of a person I’d be if I just left this abandoned, sad card on the pavement. So I picked it up. And it’s still in my room. STILL. It wasn’t even my card.

Now, imagine that attachment to inanimate objects when it’s an object I sincerely care for, have a relationship with, and have relied on for fourish years. I had to call my parents three times just to decide if I <em>really</em> should get a new computer, because I wanted to be faithful to Valefor — and obviously, I caved.

But because my files were copied onto Drusilla, not transferred, I now have two computers. One is old and sad. The other is new and shiny. One I am immensely attached to. The other I have not broken in yet.  And yet — I told my roommate, “I think I’ll switch off using them,” and she stared at me and said, “Why would you do that?”

The answer: I am attached to inanimate objects, I don’t know why I feel so guilty about moving on but I do and always do, and I don’t know how to fix it. I know how crazy that sounds, but I can’t stop.

And that is why my day has been sad.

030. The Dubious Life Plans of Kendra S. Recht.

After a long conversation with my cousin, and an extremely long internal string of complaints about the weather this week (brightly sunny and far too hot for my liking) I’ve begun thinking about what I’m going to do after college.

After College is a very nebulous term; for me, it does not quite mean popping off somewhere new right after my diploma’s safely in my possession. I am definitely staying in Boston until August 2012, or thereabouts, and that year will be spent getting more money, more experience, and most of all, more time to write. Although I had hoped very much that I would be able to work a lot on my book this summer, that is clearly not going to happen. Between classes, homework, my internship, and my marginal but still worthwhile social life, the time and energy just won’t be there as much as I’d need it to be. So while I’ll be working on it sporadically, it won’t get anywhere substantial until classes, in particular, are over.

So that year will be mostly dedicated to finishing my book, polishing it, editing and rewriting and reworking and rethinking. But then, after that — what then?

While I won’t be terribly unhappy if, by chance, I get a lovely well-paying career-esque job in Boston, that’s not my goal. No; that’ll wait for a little while longer. But when I’m applying to jobs … perhaps I’ll branch out — outside of Boston and New York and New Jersey. Why?

The bloody weather.

The winter doesn’t bother me in Boston. Sure, it’s long and it’s blustery, but for the most part it’s bearable. What drives me crazy is the summer heat and humidity. And that’s more or less the same with any place along the east coast. So when I apply to jobs, I will also consider applying to, and living in, other places that I’m less familiar with. An adventure, so to speak.

Currently, I am making a list of places I’d consider living. Here are some, in no particular order.

1. New York City/Brooklyn, NY
2. Boston, MA
3. Seattle, WA
4. Vancouver, BC, Canada
5. Edinburgh, Scotland
6. Dublin, Ireland
7. San Francisco, CA
8. Portland, OR

London and Oxford in England would also be acceptable. I briefly considered Minneapolis, MN due to its wonderful summer weather but then I remembered that Minneapolis also has the worst weather in the winter ever. Not anything I could cope with.

This was a fairly pointless blog post, but I was thinking about these things and I didn’t want to do any real thing I needed to do, so voila; here we go.

029. Four(ish) Things of Varying Degrees of Importance.

I suppose it’s important to note that in the time I have not written, classes have begun, and so has my internship. Because I want to spare the internet my whining, I will put things as succinctly as possible, as objectively as possible:

1. My license. It is missing. I wish to discover it. Because it is missing I cannot buy beer. This is a problem because I just finished my last one. I plan to search for it more this weekend; if not, I shall get another.

2. Classes. This deserves subheads.
Class A: Class A is Magazine Writing. Sitting in the classroom is actually quite fun. We talk and I like my teacher and, for the most part, the people in my class, although some of them are rather dull. I think she’s very good at teaching this class. We do writing exercises, and we get extended breaks to walk around, which I enjoy since it is a four hour class, twice a week. The bad part is that she does not have any reasonable expectation about what a college student (all of us, it should be noted, have other obligations: for instance, I am taking another class and I have an internship) can do in a certain amount of time. To have us do five interviews for a 1,000 word service piece in a week and a half, over memorial day weekend, is, to put it kindly, absurd. She seems to be a difficult grader and a hard lady to please, but we shall see.

Class B: Class B is Novel into Film and it’s wonderful. My professor is a god among men and I should like to marry him. We are reading very interesting books and watching their corresponding films, and I even get to try my hand at writing a screenplay! Hurrah! As is to be expected, the workload for this isn’t tiny; there’s a lot of reading involved, and several papers. But I find them (and my professor) doable.

3. Internship. I just started and it’s brilliant. I just sit at a computer and read queries and first chapters. So far none have caught our interest. My boss — a literary agent — seems to trust my judgment already, so I see some manuscripts that need evaluating in my future. I find this way too thrilling for my own good. So far I will only work once a week, but it will be a glorious day to look forward to. Plus, she owns cats. One is very fat and enjoys me.

4. Writing. After quite the dry spell (by that, I mean “the two weeks I felt really burnt out and couldn’t write”) something broke into my consciousness. Not sure what — perhaps the fact that I now know what agents are looking for, perhaps the fact that I read China Miéville’s new book (which I reviewed very recently), perhaps because I’ve been reading some Kurt Vonnegut … I don’t know. But today, I rewrote the opening of my book. I’ve wanted to do this for a while because the first scene is so … blah. And I’m liking this a whole lot better. Mind you, I’ve only got a few paragraphs of it, but … it reads more like … well, me. We’ll see how much I get to play around with it in the coming weeks, and how much I am able to move forward. I also signed up for Brigit’s Flame — the livejournal writing community with weekly prompts and contests — and am hoping something will come of that; maybe it’ll get my gears in motion again. Who knows.

Otherwise, everything is going well. My social life’s suffering a tad, but to be fair, I’ve only been back in Boston since the evening of the 22nd, and I’ve already seen a bunch of people, if not for very long. I will try and remedy that ASAP. We’ll see if school kills me. Hopefully not. Probably not.

But we’ll see.

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