vivlorret.net Blog

Have you ever been…

Administrator — Fri, 04 Jun 2010 14:58:19 +0000

So tired that you talk dirty to your bed and pillows?

mistake update

Administrator — Wed, 02 Jun 2010 17:54:00 +0000

Well, it turns out that the agent I sent the mistaken email to, is “no longer accepting vampire queries.”

So, to all you vampires out there, please take your questions elsewhere. :)

horrible mistake

Administrator — Tue, 25 May 2010 19:07:21 +0000

Have you ever made a horrible mistake that you don’t know how to fix?

I just made one. A huge one! I sent a query letter to the agent I wanted, but in a pure moment of stupidity I used the agency’s name as her last name. I don’t know where my head was. I was just typing and thinking how much I wanted to make a good impression and hit send before I realized what I’d done.

Ugh! Now, I can’t possibly send her another query with an “oops, I’m sorry I used the agency’s name as your last name” in the subject heading. And what’s killing me is that I really wanted her to be my agent.

Now, I’ll be lucky to get a reply-rejection instead of simply never receiving a response at all.

Is there any way I can fix this?

Interview with Eileen Putman

Administrator — Sun, 23 May 2010 15:29:19 +0000

While curling my hair and lining my eyes this morning, I had an imaginary interview with Eileen Putman. And, without being boastful, I think it went rather well.

She asked me about my humble beginnings and I was completely candid. “The seemingly impossible obstacles I’ve overcome have only made me a stronger writer.”

When asked what I consider to be my most reliable source of inspiration, I answered “country music videos,” without batting an eye. “They almost always tell an inspiring story about love and loss.

“In fact, I’m currently working on a story that was inspired by a certain country music star, who shall remain nameless. The story is called Love Letters to Professor Branu. It’s being marketed toward the Harlequin Special Edition line.”

What’s next in store for Viv Lorret? “The best sellers list, of course,” I replied with my fingers crossed.

Visualization

Administrator — Tue, 18 May 2010 23:45:22 +0000

I was cleaning off a shelf on my desk when I took note of a small, gold tea-kettle clock that I received as a gift years ago. The clock had stopped. And when I pulled out the circle face and tried to turn the dial, the battery refused to be suddenly charged with life–as I had suspected, but secretly hoped for the opposite result.

Beneath the heavy little clock, that was now acting solely as a paperweight, was my membership card for RWA. I like to keep it out to remind myself that I made a decision to be serious a long time ago. And while I made the decision to be serious after writing my first single-title length novel over ten years ago, I waited for a few years before I joined RWA at the beginning of 2004.

I’ve been an official member for over 6 years. I’m a PRO member now and I enjoy the helpful lists of opportunities and the wonderful articles in the RWR. And yes, I have also enjoyed the success of having a novel, a novella, and two short stories published.

But I want more. I’ve been eager for greater success and actively pursuing my goals for a while now. I’m constantly honing my craft, trying to find the best way to tell the stories that have been brewing in my brain for more than a decade. For several characters, I feel that I’ve succeeded in bringing their worlds to life. And yet, I seem to be getting no where with the agents I pursue.

While stubbornness is a family trait that my husband may find tiresome, my stubborn will to gain success as an author–no, make that a Best Selling Author–will never be dampened. I want it too badly. I have been writing stories even before I knew how to put pen to paper. There is no magic in the world that is headier than the magic of a blank page being filled by my ideas. I am a writer at heart. I am a writer down to my soul. I will be a success. It is only a matter of when.

But I am ready.

Dragonfly

Administrator — Fri, 07 May 2010 02:33:36 +0000

I saw a dragonfly on my window the other day. It was just hanging there, as if waiting for me to notice it. Luckily enough, my son saw it first. And the dragonfly was very patient and even waited for me to retrieve my camera.

I instantly took it as a sign…a good sign…that we were going to get the house we’ve been looking to buy. You see, I’ve had my eye on a dragonfly light fixture from Lowe’s that I think would be perfect in the library. So when I saw the dragonfly resting on my window, after never having seen a dragonfly while living at this house for almost eleven years, I instantly thought that we might get the house.

I don’t know if what I read into my visit was correct, but I’ll certainly keep you posted.

home improvement update

Administrator — Mon, 26 Apr 2010 02:10:02 +0000

In addition to the full bath downstairs, the master bedroom is finally done! Today was a very productive day for home improvement and I hope with all my heart that it pays off for a quick sell.

Wish us luck! (and thank you so very much!)

Do I look guilty?

Administrator — Tue, 20 Apr 2010 00:20:28 +0000

I often wonder if people can tell that I’m plotting a love scene in my mind. Either in a room full of strangers or even driving home, I’ll catch someone glancing my way and start to wonder. I can’t tell by their expression whether or not it was simply a casual look or if there was a purpose behind it. And without trying to sound paranoid, I sometimes wonder if the scene I’m plotting is apparent in my expression, almost as if the entire episode is vividly playing for an audience, with my eyes acting like a projector.

Of course, I tell myself not to be stupid and that there is no way that anyone is reading my mind. If they could, I think they’d want to make sure I wasn’t bothered and let me continue to plot. :)

*shrug* Just every so often I wonder. And today was one of those days, with my mind completely fixed on Love Letters to Professor Branu and my h and h’s first, mind blowing kiss. I glanced over at the guy pumping gas at the island in front of mine and he gave me a nod in salute. A smile that hinted at a secret knowledge he was keeping from me curved his lips, and that look was what made me wonder if I should be blushing.

Hold on Harlequin!

Administrator — Thu, 08 Apr 2010 19:31:10 +0000

I’m thinking about writing category romance. I’ve started something this week and I think I might like it enough to send to HQ.

I’ll keep you posted.

Btw, life in the 18th century is plodding onward with no end in sight.

Deep in the 18th Century

Administrator — Thu, 01 Apr 2010 16:16:06 +0000

For years I’ve been focusing my historical research on the 18th century: fashions, wars, architecture, etc. But when I began reading the published books on decorum that young women were supposed to read and model, going back in time starts to get under my skin.