Sorry guys, since school's started up, I haven't had much time to update this as I would've liked, but I have a bit of time before I must sleep to rise early for my nine o'clock class (remind me why I made my schedule that way, again?), I decided I'd share some things that have been going on with me.
My mother's friend told me she wanted to buy the book a few months ago. Low and behold I get a notification from facebook: it's a reply to a status update I wrote about what I was writing.
"your book reads like a script... Very visual... Wicked." is what the woman in question said. Isn't that wild?
I've heard this same compliment everywhere, though I never tire of hearing it. "You know how to weave and craft scenes, Sheron." "Your characters are alive, Sheron." "Your characters are so colorful." "It's like I'm THERE."
And we all know what I have to say to these compliments. Aloud, I'm all "oh wow thank you so much. I'm glad you're enjoying it." But in my head it's more, "Wow. Wait till they read the next one. I've gotten wayyyy better at...everything." And it's utterly true. Scenes, settings, dialogue, even the action scenes, I've grown exponentially, and I can't wait for everyone to read it. My only upset is that college (and working some weekends) takes up most of my time so that by the time I'm ready to write, it's time for me to rest, or some other manner of livelihood must be attended to before I can even think about writing.
But I do make time where I can.
Time's catching up to me, and I find as it does, the story gets more and more vivid, though I'm not sure at all how it's possible.
Well, I must sleep.
Ta-Ta For Now
Keep your bite. 😉