It's a New Year.

So...here I sit on the eve of my first day of Winter Term at OSU.

I wish that my first term had gone better, it went OK, but I'm really going to push myself this term...sigh...and I thought I pushed so hard last term. LOL

I'm taking fewer courses, I'm still full time, and all but one of my courses are required, but I figured that I need to sync myself better with OSU life yet. So I'm taking it easier.

I really can't wait to start my Intro to Fictional Writing Course and find myself praying that there's another level to it already. LOL The syllabus got me so excited. LOL. I know, I'm weird. I guess I really hope I can get some skills out of this class to make my stories better. In no way have I given up getting published. That is a huge dream of mine. It's just that I've put it on the back burner for now, because writing a query letter is so $##@$#@$#@ hard, and it's sooooo nerve wracking to submit one.

I guess this is a good time to update on my Dino alphabet book. As you well have guessed, I didn't get accepted. I submitted to about five different agencies, and got only one reply. And ever though it was a rejection, I still felt cool just for trying, and even getting a response. I keep telling myself that if Stephanie can do it, so can I.

I'm working on a new story now. It's more adult than my last Trilogy was. But still probably within the bounds of YA. I LOVE YA. It's about a girl who can experience the deaths of any dead bodies around her. So she becomes a coroner to catch murderers. But becomes fed up with the system when one murderer walks free, and decides to become a vigilante serial killer. Yeah. Dark I know. But writing her story is so fascinating. I love falling into the mind of one of my characters...it's intoxicating to lose myself so deeply. I can write for hours. I've done it before.

Shhhhh, this is a secret, but when I finished my second book in my Trilogy, I was on such a role, that I skipped my poetry class. LOL That was so long ago. Almost two years. But hey. It was great stuff. LOL And my adopted sister, Sarah, loved/hated that ending. Because I killed some people off. Sigh, I love writing.

Sarah's so great actually. Because without her The Society would have been nothing but one bored summer afternoon, which was about 20 pages of stuff that probably would have ended up deleted. LOL And now it's about 1,000 pages all together, and three books. I'm proud of just those facts alone.

Oh boy, look at that! I've gone off on such a huuuuuge tangent. HAHA, I have a gift for that as well.

Well, tomorrow's a school day, so good night!