by Katherine Villyard | Aug 30, 2004 | scripts, selling fiction
I didn’t make it into the second round of the screenwriting competition. Which dampens my faith in that script not even slightly. Dot Com rocks. It’s the best movie script ever. It’s young, it’s hip, it’s screamingly funny, and someone...
by Katherine Villyard | Aug 27, 2004 | life, the universe, and everything
Squee! I just bought the cutest house in the history of the known universe! In a Waffle House. (Atlanta, y’all.) I’m going to go hyperventilate now. Over a celebration dinner. Squee!
by Katherine Villyard | Aug 20, 2004 | short fiction
Rereading through “Grandfather Paradox,” I think the timeline needs a bit of a twist. I think it’s a bit too linear for this particular tale. And I still think it’s an Analog story, although that’s really Dr. Schmidt’s call and not...
by Katherine Villyard | Aug 19, 2004 | life, the universe, and everything
Between attempting to buy a house (OMG don’t ask! so evil!) and wrestling with a software package of evil for work (I came, I saw, I kicked its ass!), I have been getting darned near no writing done. Shame on me! In fact, I’m so exhausted that I’ve...
by Katherine Villyard | Aug 14, 2004 | geekiness, procrastination
Should I be deeply saddened that the people most interested in my writing blog are @#@()* spammers? Listen, spammers. Give it up. Stop wasting my time. Stop wasting your time. I have comment notification turned on. I’m here to promote my writing career, not...
by Katherine Villyard | Aug 9, 2004 | life, the universe, and everything
We went to Lowe’s to pick up a few things and fondle the building materials (especially flooring, because I loathe the barf-brown carpets), and, um… I have expensive taste. No, really. Yikes. It’s a good thing I’m planning on keeping my day...
by Katherine Villyard | Aug 6, 2004 | life, the universe, and everything
And for my birthday, I may be buying a house. Well, “may.” I’m approved. And very anxious! Buying a house is scary stuff! It requires enough paperwork to choke a woolly mammoth! Oh, God, I know that at the actual closing I’m going to feel like...
by Katherine Villyard | Aug 3, 2004 | selling fiction
From The Life of Charlotte Bronte, by Elizabeth Gaskell: As a forlorn hope, we tried one publishing house more. Ere long, in a much shorter space than that on which experience had taught him to calculate, there came a letter, which he opened in the dreary anticipation...