So much has happened this month that I am very far behind, more sot hen I ever have been before. But I think I can still do it as long as I buckle down and really get some work done. So far today I've done a lot to up my word count, so let's see if I can keep this up. Wish me luck

Finally complete again <3

So it is getting to be that time of year again. The trees are changing colors, the weather is getting cold and miserable and my mind is already wandering away from me as I plot out, or at least think of what I am going to be writing once the 1st hits. This year I am going to start book two of my fantasy trilogy. For those of you who don't remember, and I'm assuming that everyone, 2007 led my to write the first book, last year my mind decided to give horror a chance and left my no choice but to obey but I have been itching to go back. Lore and the others are not satisifed with their story only starting and neither am I. I will admit I have not quite finished book one but I know where it will end and it does not have much left. I know where book two is going to start and where the first part of the book is going to take place, what I don't know if where they are going from there. I also know there will be additions to Lore's group and it will be introducing a new level of conflict and misunderstanding for awhile but she does seem to find the strangest of followers.
So, I am taking another step down that road of finding the truth behind everything that happened in book one, a step toward finding out if the end of this story is going to be one of happiness or bitter sorrow, somehow I am thinking it might be a bit of both. I am taking another step down the road of finding just what the driving force behind the evil is, and why Lore is such a core part of his plans.
Let's hope I hit those 50k words in Nov and claim another good year under my belt, somehow I think 50k is only the tip of the iceberg though.

So as of yesterday, 7/28/09, Petey and I have been married for three years. A fact that seems to amaze most people. We got married just a month after I turned 20 but you know to me.. this anniversary just isn't that important. Though it makes me smile at the thought that we've made it married longer then most people will.
The one that means a lot to me will come up in Oct, Oct 24 to be precise. And that will be 7 years that we have been together, living together, sharing the joys and sorrows, the hardships and the good points together. We have gone through things that most relationships will never survive. We walked into this thing knowing it wasn't going to be easy, that life was going to be hard for us.
He got together with me knowing how broken I was, knowing what I had come from and knowing it was going to haunt me for the rest of my life. I know I'm nto the easiest person to get along with, that I have my moments where I seem to relapse but he has put up with all of that and still loves.
And I count every day that we are together as a blessing. I never knew that I would be thankful that I walked out of my old life
And so glad everyday that I have this new one.

I love you hunny, more then you can ever imagine.

I hate you too.

Love,
Kat


P.S. That goes for the end of you too June.

People laugh at me when I say I hate easter time. But I do. I hate easter because something always goes wrong this time of year. Always. And until today I thought, hey, it's over, we made it through and nothing happened. Which is great because for the last few days I've had this feeling that something big was going to happen, and it did. Well, big to me.

It seems silly that a letter would be such a big, bad thing, but it is.

I got a letter int he mail this morning. It was ferndale, had a return address but no name frot he return address. I thought it was from my Dad, pete thought it was from my Dad becasue he is the only one that lives there. Or so we thought. Open it up and it's a couple pieces of paper, which is odd my dad calls, he doesn't write unless he's sending me smething.

It was from my mom and it was..not awful. I will admit there is a small part of me that wants to believe that she wants to talk and be nice but she's played this trick too often. Offer the olive branch and then use it to beat me.

Looking at that letter was like being snow white and staring at the poison apple.

I am not that stupid, but I am upset. She isn't supposed to know where I live. I'm hoping she just had the address from the last time she sent me something, like three years ago but I'm afraid that someone gave it to her. And that leaves only two people. My dad and my brother, and it's a painful betrayl no matter who did it.

Why can't that woman just leave me alone?

( Everytime I cry )

I hate this time of year. I hate Easter. Not for any religious reasons..just. The old scars always break open this time of year and that cloak of hollowness settles into place for awhile. It's so hard to keep the memories away.. So tired of this.. so tired of having to fight it. Does it ever end? The days are better, the nights too but it's never fully gone. Certain times of year I just can't forget anymore.

( Broken Lyrics )

Well...I finished the first round of editing on one of my novels. Mostly just clean up and spell checking. Which means I've finally gotten myself to take that next step. Two years ago I finally managed to finish one of my stories. Two years later I have two finished stories. One of which is mine and something I highly doubt that I'll ever polish up and try to publish. I have another 3...er fourish? novels currently in the works.
But I've forced myself to start editing. I keep telling myself I want to get published, that I think I could be a good writer if I try but.. I just don't. I spent so long being told that my writing sucks and I should give up that showing my works to other people actually scares me. However, through my own want and the nudging of a couple friends I've finished the first, very small bit of editing and I'm looking to see if there aren't a couple people that are willing to look at it and tell me if I have a good idea with this story or if I should turn my attention elsewhere. I know it needs a lot of work. Even just reading over it I see a lot of opportunity for improvement. SO at this point in time while I would appreciate suggestions on places that need the most work I'm really just wanting to see if there is anyone on my friends list that would like to read my novel.

It is a well... horror novel I guess and there are so graphic points to it but nothing too bad I think. Anyways.. If you are interested let me know and I'll e-mail you a copy.

One of my next ones is actually a more high fantasy which is what I usually write but this horror story took a hold of me and wouldn't let go.

As I'm flipping through an idea generator for getting to better know your characters I come across the question. What the worst pain you've ever experienced? I turned to Pete and ask him and without missing a beat.

"Being in the same room as your mom... and not being able to punch her."

I'm stuck somewhere between giggling and shaking my head because it's the truth.

Well, it's that time or year again and we're snowed in. Which wouldn't have been odd where I grew up but it's certainly not something you expect to happen in Portland. People down here need to learn how to drive and plow the roads. Ah well, a short paycheck but it's kind of nice to be able to spend this time with Pete. Just wish I could see some of the other people to say happy winter holiday.

Life is..difficult right now and probably will be for awhile yet but I know that it will all clear up and get better, all it will take is some time. This season is always hard for me, no matter how hard to try to be happy and strive to be nice to everyone it doesn't hold back the dreams or memories which I do my best to forget. So in a way I should be thankful to these snow storms. If nothing else it is beautiful to see.

I hope that everyone had a happy winter holiday, whatever it is that you celebrate.

Lots and lots and lots of food day!

Copy this sentence into your livejournal if you're in a heterosexual marriage, and you don't want it "protected" by the bigots who think that gay marriage hurts it somehow.

10/24 was our sixth anniversary. Part of me keeps thinking, has it been that long already? And the other part of me feels like I can't really remember what it was like before he was part of my life. Part of it is because my life didn't really start until a month before we got together but the truth is it's way more then that. I've lived without him, I know the feeling of coming to the apartment when he isn't here and the feeling of coming home. Pete is coming home to me, it doesn't matter where we are or when it is, just being around him makes me feel like I'm home. A strange feeling for someone who didn't have a home for the first 16 years of her life but there you have it. When Pete was gone everyone that knew me remarked on how different I was, how I just seemed to be fading. I remember that feeling and I hate it. It's funny how loving someone can give you purpose in life and how one person can make you more then you ever were before.

I love you hun, thank you for being my missing piece.

So, a request or query if you will, of the people on my friends list. Is anyone able to assist me with making a map? I need a rather decent map of the land that my novels are set in. I have the basic lay out in my head but can't get it on paper and need someone who is a wee bit better at that side of things then me to help out.

*scowls* I got a summons for jury duty on Oct 2nd. In all honesty, not really ok with that since courtrooms scare the bejeezus out of me but guess I'll manage. At least I can hope that I get excused before hand or at least don't get selected. Phooey.

If there are one or more people on your friends list who make your world a better place just because they exist, and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the Internet, then post this same sentence in your journal.

The question of the day is:

What makes a good person a good person?

So I'm sitting at my computer waiting for my character on EQII to camp when Pete goes into the bathroom and suddenly I hear "What the hell Tally?!?!" So I walk over in there and my cat is attempting to eat and hide my birth control packs and condoms. Not just like one pack, she has hidden two and is munching on a third while she's stashed condoms under the sink. And this is all tucked in the very back of one of the drawers that is just barely open....



The only conclusion I can come to is that my cat is trying to get me pregnant.