Thursday, February 26, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
25 Things about me
1) I am very, very, very moody
2) I am very, very, very spoiled
3) I wish I could tell the future
4) I am not very smart
5) I am not a good mother
6) I hate to cook
7) I like to clean
8) I love HTML codes
9) I love myspace, facebook, linkedin, all that shit
10) I curse too much (see above)
11) I love to sing
12) I love to read
13) I love to write
14) I want someone to pay me money to sit at home and make up stories all day
15) I really can’t see shit. These words, yeah, their blurry
16) I love all animals more than most people
17) Even though he has done some bad stuff, I would fight to the death for the love of my
dad.
18) I believe in vampires
19) I don’t believe in love at first sight
20) I love my black car and my pink iPod
21) I still watch cartoons with my son and still love anything Disney
22) I have never been on a real vacation
23) I am constantly worried that I stink
24) I hate shoes
25) I love bags
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2) I am very, very, very spoiled
3) I wish I could tell the future
4) I am not very smart
5) I am not a good mother
6) I hate to cook
7) I like to clean
8) I love HTML codes
9) I love myspace, facebook, linkedin, all that shit
10) I curse too much (see above)
11) I love to sing
12) I love to read
13) I love to write
14) I want someone to pay me money to sit at home and make up stories all day
15) I really can’t see shit. These words, yeah, their blurry
16) I love all animals more than most people
17) Even though he has done some bad stuff, I would fight to the death for the love of my
dad.
18) I believe in vampires
19) I don’t believe in love at first sight
20) I love my black car and my pink iPod
21) I still watch cartoons with my son and still love anything Disney
22) I have never been on a real vacation
23) I am constantly worried that I stink
24) I hate shoes
25) I love bags
Thursday, February 12, 2009
LIMBO
Do you know the definition of the word limbo? I looked it up and got this:
A place or state of oblivion to which persons or things are regarded as being relegated when cast aside, forgotten, past, or out of date.
I, unfortunately, am in limbo. My agent is very busy and has not had a chance to look at my rewrites yet and I have no idea if they are good enough or not. I have been touching up the second novel in the meantime but don’t want to go too far incase I have to change something dramatically. UGHHH.
Oh, and on a side note, I would like to beat the mess out of the person who created the words affect and effect. What the hell? I can not for the life of me remember when to use one or the other. They are evil words meant to torture poor, unsuspecting aspiring writers such as myself.
I hate waiting.
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A place or state of oblivion to which persons or things are regarded as being relegated when cast aside, forgotten, past, or out of date.
I, unfortunately, am in limbo. My agent is very busy and has not had a chance to look at my rewrites yet and I have no idea if they are good enough or not. I have been touching up the second novel in the meantime but don’t want to go too far incase I have to change something dramatically. UGHHH.
Oh, and on a side note, I would like to beat the mess out of the person who created the words affect and effect. What the hell? I can not for the life of me remember when to use one or the other. They are evil words meant to torture poor, unsuspecting aspiring writers such as myself.
I hate waiting.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Random Thought!
I have decided that there are two kinds of people in this world. The ones that write out their full name when signing an email and the ones who just use their initials. When does one get to the point where they are so important that one or two letters identifies who they are? I just find this fascinating as I have seen a direct correlation with ass holes, and initials. RANDOM! Sorry, having a bad day at work!
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Monday, February 2, 2009
Edits, Edits, and more Edits
Ever feel like your story isn’t your story anymore after it seeps into the world of publishing? I have been empowered with the task of de-twilighting my book. I don’t think it is like Twilight. My story is about a race of half-vampire/half-humans originating from Mexico who hunt vampires. Yes, there is a girl that falls in love with a boy, but not like Bella and Edward. There will NEVER be another Bella and Edward. So I have gone back to emphasize the Hispanic culture that is at the root of my story. We shall see where that goes.
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Sunday, February 1, 2009
So, I got the edits back. Not too bad. I am still confused on when to capitalize mom and dad...I have sent the final draft to my agent and now we wait. (I am going to puke)
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Thursday, January 29, 2009
Well, hello there! My name is Christy Trujillo and it is very nice to meet you! This is my first blogging experience so please, be gentle.
I am a twenty-nine (yes, the big ‘30’ this year) year-old wife, mother and aspiring author. I have completed my first novel and I am now going through a grueling editing process. (Yuck) I love my day job but can’t wait to quit it to stay home and daydream all day! I have a few girlfriends that have stayed by my side through all of life’s little adventures and the most amazing husband a gal could ask for. My son is five, soon to be fifty, and a handful! And that is me in a nutshell.
Today I would like to talk about the art of writing. My day job is a coordinator for a team that responds to bids and proposals for a professional staffing firm. They all have college degrees and take their jobs very seriously, as they should. I, on the other hand, did not go to college and have no professional training whatsoever. I cannot spell and often have trouble with subject/verb agreement. But I LOVE to write. All my life I have loved to write and everything I have learned about writing has been from reading. Reading was a passion of mine as an only child. I would stay locked away in my room for hours, escaping loneliness in the pages of anything I could get my hands on. And then I would write my own stories about my life, things I wanted, and things I longed for. I didn’t think they were great, but I didn’t think they were atrocious either.
Soon after staring at this position, I was immediately put in my place as the ‘dumb’ one. I was the one who didn’t go to college and therefore, was not as good as the rest of the group, the lowly coordinator if you will. Lost in the mechanics of what they call ‘professional writing,’ I gave up and accepted my fate. Then in July of 2008, inspiration struck in the form of a movie poster. (I am not going to tell you which one yet. Our relationship is too new for that.) I had caught the bug again and simply couldn’t stop the words from flowing. By September, I had finished my first novel, Emmy’s Song. It was an error-ridden novel, but a novel just the same. I let an associate take a look and of course, it was slammed. The words are not big enough, your writing is not visual enough, and you are not like me enough! This time, however, I had a lovely woman in my life by the name of Heather Ranes who never let me feel foolish or unworthy and pushed me to pursue my dream. She even helped me get a few freelance jobs! And here I am, it really might happen! I really might publish a YA novel.
So all that being said, what I really want to say to you is, NEVER give up. NEVER let someone tell you that you are not good at something because you don’t do things the way they would. You are the only you in the world and someone, somewhere needs to know you.
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I am a twenty-nine (yes, the big ‘30’ this year) year-old wife, mother and aspiring author. I have completed my first novel and I am now going through a grueling editing process. (Yuck) I love my day job but can’t wait to quit it to stay home and daydream all day! I have a few girlfriends that have stayed by my side through all of life’s little adventures and the most amazing husband a gal could ask for. My son is five, soon to be fifty, and a handful! And that is me in a nutshell.
Today I would like to talk about the art of writing. My day job is a coordinator for a team that responds to bids and proposals for a professional staffing firm. They all have college degrees and take their jobs very seriously, as they should. I, on the other hand, did not go to college and have no professional training whatsoever. I cannot spell and often have trouble with subject/verb agreement. But I LOVE to write. All my life I have loved to write and everything I have learned about writing has been from reading. Reading was a passion of mine as an only child. I would stay locked away in my room for hours, escaping loneliness in the pages of anything I could get my hands on. And then I would write my own stories about my life, things I wanted, and things I longed for. I didn’t think they were great, but I didn’t think they were atrocious either.
Soon after staring at this position, I was immediately put in my place as the ‘dumb’ one. I was the one who didn’t go to college and therefore, was not as good as the rest of the group, the lowly coordinator if you will. Lost in the mechanics of what they call ‘professional writing,’ I gave up and accepted my fate. Then in July of 2008, inspiration struck in the form of a movie poster. (I am not going to tell you which one yet. Our relationship is too new for that.) I had caught the bug again and simply couldn’t stop the words from flowing. By September, I had finished my first novel, Emmy’s Song. It was an error-ridden novel, but a novel just the same. I let an associate take a look and of course, it was slammed. The words are not big enough, your writing is not visual enough, and you are not like me enough! This time, however, I had a lovely woman in my life by the name of Heather Ranes who never let me feel foolish or unworthy and pushed me to pursue my dream. She even helped me get a few freelance jobs! And here I am, it really might happen! I really might publish a YA novel.
So all that being said, what I really want to say to you is, NEVER give up. NEVER let someone tell you that you are not good at something because you don’t do things the way they would. You are the only you in the world and someone, somewhere needs to know you.
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