So what's going on?
A Dad Like Daniel in Portuguese. Pretty neato.
Okay, I took the leap and started working on the general fiction, not-romance book, the writing of which I've been toying with for more than a year. So far, so good. Except that there's a lot of stuff going on. And there are a lot of characters doing said stuff. And in some cases, I have absolutely no idea where it's going. On the flip side, in some cases, I do know where it's going, but I don't actually like where it's going, at all, but there's no way I can keep it from going where it's going.
Did that make sense? No? Well, welcome to my world. Let me fix you a cocktail.
Anyway, that's what's going on.
Also going on is that my screenwriting partner Lorena Peter and I are still working on a screenplay. Except we've taken a break from it for the rest of the year to try our hand at playwriting instead. We kindasorta got a commission from a local group for a play about the Suffrage movement here in my hometown of Louisville, because 2019 is the Year of the Woman (at least that's what Lorena says, though I myself remain skeptical in light of the fact that women are still being assailed by rampant sexism and misogyny from coast to coast...but I digress), and 2020 marks the centennial of the Nineteenth Amendment to the U.S. Constitution. And by "kindasorta got a commission," I mean there's been absolutely no money involved yet, or any kind of contract, and the local group in question may or may not even know we're writing a play for them.
Lastly, what's going on is that not much else is going on. Which, to a writer, can be A Very Good Thing. Much less to angst about. Much less to write about, too, but I'm good with that. For now.
Did that make sense? No? Well, welcome to my world. Let me fix you a cocktail.
Anyway, that's what's going on.
Also going on is that my screenwriting partner Lorena Peter and I are still working on a screenplay. Except we've taken a break from it for the rest of the year to try our hand at playwriting instead. We kindasorta got a commission from a local group for a play about the Suffrage movement here in my hometown of Louisville, because 2019 is the Year of the Woman (at least that's what Lorena says, though I myself remain skeptical in light of the fact that women are still being assailed by rampant sexism and misogyny from coast to coast...but I digress), and 2020 marks the centennial of the Nineteenth Amendment to the U.S. Constitution. And by "kindasorta got a commission," I mean there's been absolutely no money involved yet, or any kind of contract, and the local group in question may or may not even know we're writing a play for them.
Lastly, what's going on is that not much else is going on. Which, to a writer, can be A Very Good Thing. Much less to angst about. Much less to write about, too, but I'm good with that. For now.
About Elizabeth Bevarly
The rabid badger is more at deadline time.
Elizabeth Bevarly is the New York Times best-selling, award-winning author of more than seventy novels and novellas. Her books have been translated into two dozen languages and published in three dozen countries, and there have been more than twenty million copies sold worldwide. An honors graduate of the University of Louisville, she has called home such exotic locales as San Juan, Puerto Rico and Haddonfield, New Jersey, but she now resides full-time in her native Kentucky.
When she's not writing, she's binge-watching documentaries on Netflix, experimenting with soup recipes, or dancing to Electro Swing while no one is watching. At least she doesn't think anyone is watching. Holy crap, she hopes not. Because that would be super embarrassing. Anyway, her spirit animal is a rabid badger. (It's a long story.)
Elizabeth Bevarly is the New York Times best-selling, award-winning author of more than seventy novels and novellas. Her books have been translated into two dozen languages and published in three dozen countries, and there have been more than twenty million copies sold worldwide. An honors graduate of the University of Louisville, she has called home such exotic locales as San Juan, Puerto Rico and Haddonfield, New Jersey, but she now resides full-time in her native Kentucky.
When she's not writing, she's binge-watching documentaries on Netflix, experimenting with soup recipes, or dancing to Electro Swing while no one is watching. At least she doesn't think anyone is watching. Holy crap, she hopes not. Because that would be super embarrassing. Anyway, her spirit animal is a rabid badger. (It's a long story.)