Sasha White

What Kind of Novel Should I Write?
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In other news today. I’ll be at Maggie & Lena’s Forum from 9 til 11 pm EST tonight, so drop by for some excerpts and giveaways!

Tim eot go watch more of Angel on DVD. :P

I’m feeling mellow so I went for a softer, more sensual pic to start this week off gently.
Did I forget to mention the Buns oF Steele?

Tomorrow I’ll be doing my first Author Chat ever! From 7-9 EST I’ll be at Maggie & Lena’s forum to answer any and all questions . . . and give away a few things. Please drop by and say hi…so I’m not the loser author that had no visitors. :rolleyes:

I’ll be posting excerpts from my erotica stories as well as the more romantic ones. Giveaways include A numerology reading by yours truly, the “Hot Nights Honeymoon Box”, and this handmade glass beaded necklace made just for GYPSY HEART promotion.

And this wonderful Bracelet will be a future giveaway once GYPSY HEART is released. (probably in mid-late March) Again, it was made especially for my promotional use and is one of a kind hand made glass beads. The artisan? My mom! She does great work, and I wear a ton of her unique and funky jewelry.

Pretty cool, huh? :hehe:

UPDATE
Ooops. Me and timem zones. I tell ya! :crazy:

I made a mistake…I’ll be at Maggie and Lena’s from 9-11 EST…7-9 MY time!

I’d just finished cruising through Wal-Mart and was walking away from the cashier, thoughts of camping on my couch for the weekend to watch SEASON 5 of ANGEL on DVD filling my head, when I felt eyes on me. I glanced to my left and saw a woman leaning on her cart looking at me.
“Are you Sasha?” she asks.
“Yes.” I say, my mind going instantly blank.
She grinned at me and I felt this niggling sense that my brain was struggling to catch up to my eyes. I knew her.
“You don’t recognize me, do you?” She laughs, and my brain shouts Yes I know you! I know you! But before I can say anything she says “Rhonda…B. From high school.”
Oh my God!!:O
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I’m the first person to admit that discussions on ‘the craft of writing’ tend to leave me glassy eyed and reaching for the nearest bottle of tequila. When conversations turn to GMC and Story Arc’s I check out mentally.

Why? Because when I first started to try and learn the ‘craft’ of writing I tried and tried to grasp these concepts, but they just made things seem so ….hard. I just wanted to write a story for God’s sake! It took about six months for me to see that I was hurting myself by reading all these articles and listening to the way everyone else defined the elements of a good story. I couldn’t seem to get past all the analyzing.

So, I gave up on trying to plot, on trying to find my characters GMC’s. Hell, I don’t even do character sketches! I decided that I was just going to write them damn stories, and hope that all the right elements were in there somewhere. And that’s what I do, it seems to work for me.

But every now and then, someone explains things in just the right way…and a light bulb goes on in my head. The first time it happened was in November ( I thinkit was November) when Paperback Writer posted her 3 questions she asks uses to learn about her characters.
1) Who are you?
2) What do you want?
3) What’s the worst thing I could do to you?
(these are as I remember them…might not be exactly the way she wrote them.*g* )

The second time someone has explained craft to me in a plain and simple way that I can understand was yesterday. I was telling Morgan, from Dark Erotica, that I love her blog posts because she often states things in a way that I understand. (She has a great one on Character and Motive right now, using the movie Constantine as an example…I love the use of examples, it makes everythign so much easier to follow.) And then she did it again. When I said I didn’t like to analyze GMC and stuff because it just made me feel lost, she summed it up in a simple straight-forward way for me, and now it makes sense!!

What did she say? Quote:A better order for GMC – is MCG: Motivation – Conflict – Goal
 - You need to know a character’s Motivation to know what kind of Conflicts will force them to choose what Goals they are likely to chase.

My God!! I see it!! I see what GMC is!! or should I say MCG? Geez, I better be careful or the next thing you know I’ll be *gasp* plotting!! ;)

My brain has been so scattered lately, and I just don’t know why. Seems it’s gone on vacation without me.:crazy:

You all remember my delivery driving adventures the other night? :doze:
Well, I went into work last night, and did the stupidist thing ever!! I had a table of two guys, I sat them down, got them drinks. They weren’t ready to order yet so I let them be. One got up and went tothe washroom, and I started talking to the other server. We were talking about work and shift change and crap like that. I saw the guy come back fromt he washroom, and the other one get p and go. Then I walked my co-worker to the frontof the restaurant and we continuted to talk. And I FORGOT about my table!!!:O

I’ve never done that!! I didn’t see the second guy come back from the washroom, and I just forgot about them. I don’t know where my head was, but it only took about 5 mins for them to stand up and walk out. Of course, I was standing at the front talking to my co-worker when they stood up and my jaw just dropped. I couldn’t believe I’d forgotten them. They tried to pay for their drinks (which they hadn’t finished) and I told them no way. I apologised, they just said “No problem, we’ll go somewhere else.” They weren’t angry…if they were I probably could’ve dealt with it, baught their meal or something. But as it was..I was so stunned at my own stupid mistake, and their niceness that I just let them walk out while I banged my head against the counter.

Ten minutes later when my other co-worker came on shift, (first one was gone home by this time, leaving right after the forgotten table.) and she told me that the guy from Sunday night (the delivery credit, that complained about my swearing) called the night before and complained again because his credit was only 50% of Sundays order, and he thought it was supposed to be 50% of their next order!:plain: She said he was really rude too! She said he actually threatened her! Going on about how he knew so many people and he’d tell them all that our place was no good and so on.

Man, he’s lucky I wasn’t managing when he called to say that. :angry: He thought I was rude when I wasn’t…he’d really wouldn’t want to deal with me when I AM rude. I do not take well to intimadation or threats.

Anyway, in other, more cheerful, scattered thoughts I’ve been blog hopping already today and found a few things that made me smile so I thought I’d share. :hehe:

Cece has been fiddling with her blog again, and it’s looking good. I have to comment just so I can use the new smilies she has!
Kevin has posted a super cute kitty picture that I think everyone should see. (Just scroll down a little.) AndSarah shares another of her perfect moments with the world.

Happy Day, Everyone!:laugh:

I can’t believe it’s after 3 already! :O I have little more than an hour before i have to go to work and I’ve not accomplished anything today.

Actually, I have done some stuff…like
1) a lot of chatting. :D
2) Gathered some info on a promo idea.
3) Some more chatting. ;)
4) I did the moderator training at SiN so I can have my own room there soon! :hehe:
5) I thought about writing alot.

Ok, time is running away again. I must catch up. Must. Go. Write.

This writing gig can be hard. But for me, the hardest part is the waiting. The waiting to see if a request is made from a Query and Synopsis for a partial, then for a full, then you have to wait even longer to see if they like the full! If they (the publishers) don’t like it…then you’re back to step one with another publisher. If they do like it, you have to wait for contracts, and editing…not that this is bad. After all, you sold, so don’t bitch and complain!! :P

Me?
I’m an impaitent person if there ever was one. But you know what? Once I read Suzanne’s article Patience is for Sissies, it’s worked to my advantage.

Right now, I’m waiting to find out when Gypsy Heart will be released, and if LSB will accept The Devil Inside. I also have a few erotic short stories out there that I’m waiting to hear about acceptance/rejection on.

But I can’t sit around and be patient…so I’m starting another new project. One that’s been waiting for a while. In fact, it’s been waiting so long I’m not real excited about starting it anymore. But, I have a PLAN, (helped out by articles on both Suzanne’s and Stephanie Bond’s websites.)…and I believe in my plan…so I’m getting started on that project today. And I just know that I’ll get excited about it once I start!

Oh! The project? WILLING. Yes, I am finally clear of the other projects I started, and needed to finish in order to get started on this one. This is going to be my second full novel. And it’s going to be an erotica one. No shyness, no taming of the lust…but a full-on, no-holds-barred, down and dirty dip into the mind of one girl learning the truth about herself, and the depths of her own desires.

Oh, just writing that has made me excited to get into this again…Gotta go write!

Todays Hottie is WILL SMITH. In honor of HITCH. A great movie full of laughs and romance. Sorta like a chic flick that guys won’t bitch about. LOL

Yeah, I know this picture isn’t from Hitch, but damn he’s sexy in it! :P

Some would think that I could be a man’s fantasy come true…an erotica writer delivering pizza…but not tonite. :plain:

You see, as a way to help out at work I offered to be the “on call” delivery driver for Saturday and Sunday nights for three hours. If they need me, they call, I live 5 mins from the restaurant so it’s all good. They called tonite, I dashed over and picked up four orders to deliver. Half a block from the restaurant I realized that the first order was a debit one, and I didn’t have a debit machine, so I whipped back and left that one for the other driver.

I found my way pretty easily to the first place and rushed up the the building door. (I rushed because as a manager I know what it’s like to get the phone calls when deliveries are late and people are hungry and grumpy.) Apt 103. ok. I look at the buzzer panel … it’s a number pad like the ones on the phone. I dial 103…and it rings and rings…and I get a recording from the phone company. I redial…ring …ring…same recording. I run back out to my car for my cell phone and dial the phone number on the bill. A man answers.

“Hi, this is Sasha. I’m in your lobby with your pasta but I can’t get the buzzer to work.”
I’m sorta laughing when I say this because I’m flustered and really don’t want this guy to yell at me for being late.
“You must be at the wrong entrance. There’s two entrances, go outside and try the other one.”
“But this is the door, the buzzer’s right here. It’s just that every time I dial I get a Telus recording.”
“It’s an old system. It must be acting up. I’ll come let you in.”
“Old? Huh, it looks brand new.” :rolleyes:
He says something about that being wrong. “Wait a minute, you’re in the lobby? You must be in the wrong building.”
I step outside and look up at the building number.
“Oh shit! I am at the wrong place.” :O I woulda slapped myself in the forehead but my hands were full of food. “I’m sorry, I’m not the normal driver, I’m a bit lost.”
He says he’s in a grey building. I see it, directly ACROSS THE STREET. How I messed up I have no clue.

That was #1.
#2
I was sweating a bit by this time, cuz I was keeping the heater on in my car to keep the food warm and I find my way easily enough to the next address. It says BACK DOOR on the bill. So I turn to go down the alley to get to the back door…and my car gets stuck on the ice. :crazy:
The roads here are really bad when we’ve had so much freezing rain and such, ice, and lots of ruts from tires driving in the same place. It can get pretty bad. So I try to get my car to move…no luck. I call the phone number on the bill…to make sure I’m at least in the right alley.
Customer says I am. “Yes, I can hear you right outside.”
me:”Yeah, I’m stuck on the ice.”
He comes to meet me at the door and offers to come help me push my car out. No luck with this.:plain:
Two ladies walking their dog see us and come help.:)
Doesn’t work.:angry:
So the guy I was delivering to gets in my car. (he was smaller than me so we switched.) I pushed, he drove, my car moved. :hehe:
I thanked the ladies. Tried to tell the guy his pasta was free for the trouble. he wouldn’t let me go with out a tip though. Some people are so nice and understanding. :)

#3. The last one.
I find it easily. Nice big new building. Walk into the LOBBY, see the same type keypad the first place had. (Yes, the wrong place.) I dial the apartment number. Nothing.
Not even any ringing. I look around for instructions for the intercom. None. try again. Nothing. Trot back to my car, grab cell phone. Dial phone.
“Hi, this is Sasha. I’m in your lobby with your pasta but I can’t get the buzzer to work.” Deja Vu.
“O.k. I’ll be right there.”
Wow!
Young guy comes and opens door. “Sorry about that,” he says, smiling.
“Are you not allowed to give out the code?”
“Oh no, it’s not that. We don’t actually have a code yet.” He hands me some money and trots off…leaving me dumbfounded.
I guess it’s just expected that all pizza delivery drivers will carry a cell phone with them, even if there is no note on the bill about the intercom not working and to call when the delivery gets there.

I get back to the restaurant and learn that custmer #1 has called to complain about the driver being “rude and swearing.” Okay. Yes, I swore. One word. AT MYSELF for being such an idiot!! The guy laughed when I was on the phone with him. And I was NEVER rude. It takes alot to make me be rude to a customer. (It’s the years of living off my tips, and experience as a manager. Rude doesn’t get you anywhere.) I apologised for swearing…I admit..it wasn’t the most professional thing to do…but the guy laughed with me…so I didn’t think anything of it. When the manager on duty called him back…he was happy with a credit for 50%.
Figure that. :satisfied:

Anyway. I think it’s safe to say that as a delivery driver…I suck. And NOT in the way you’d think an erotica writer would. ;)