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LM2tB – DRAFT DIARY – Day #11


Love Me to the Bone
Draft 1


Words Added: 1,217

16419 / 60000

What Happened in the Story: Madeline tries the Kinetoscope for the first time, and is irritated to find all it shows are silent movies of living people having memories of her. She sees her mother, her sister, her father, the woman from the front desk of the office she visited the day she died, her neighbors, and a man she doesn’t recognize, but not her boss, which is who she was hoping to see, to confirm her package arrived okay. Frustrated, she decides to go back and talk to Irene to see if there’s a way to see exactly what you want to see, not just what it serves.

Additional Notes: Took a while to get started today, but not because I was lazy! I was getting my back-end business stuff set up, registering with the IRS, all that FUN junk one needs to do, but it’s done! I even opened a business bank account! Isn’t that exciting? Not really, but kinda? Anyway–got all that stuff done, and then got to writing work. It was a bit clunky today, and I may need to cut that scene back a bit, since it *feels* long, but we’ll see when we come back to it.

Oh! But I’ve got pictures from the party!


Thanks for following along, and I hope you enjoy the ride! I’ll try and make these daily updates (on writing days), but I’ll probably miss a few now and then. Sorry about that in advance, but I’ll do my best to be consistent. If you’re craving some personal stakes in this process, feel free to toss me a “You Can Do It!” donation at my Ko-fi shop! I’m going to need a lot of coffee for this…

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LM2tB – DRAFT DIARY – Day #10


Love Me to the Bone
Draft 1


Words Added: 1,115

15202 / 60000

What Happened in the Story: Madeline, having successfully mailed her MOST IMPORTANT NOTES to work at the Dead Letter Office, finds herself in that usual post-success slump. She decides to walk the city a bit, to get to know it better so she doesn’t feel so lost, and winds up cutting through the Requiem Gardens, a pretty city garden. After this, she wanders to the outskirts of town, and finds a little-used Kinetoscope and decides to give it a try.

Additional Notes: Phew! I was worried about today, because it’s been a minute since I was in the draft, and heaven knows how hard it is to get back on the horse after such a long break. BUT, in my defense, I had a killer 40th birthday party on Sunday (not my actual birthday, that was earlier this month) where we went to our local roller skating rink and rocked out to 90s music and ate cheap (but surprisingly good) pizza and had ice cream cake and played laser tag. It was AWESOME. We all had so much fun, and I only fell ONCE, and didn’t hurt myself, for which I was grateful.

Then Monday, Thing 2 had extensive dental work (7 fillings EEK!) under sedation, so I spent the day keeping him company and snuggling and watching Gabby’s Dollhouse and getting him soft foods to eat. He’s doing great now, but WHOOOO was he mad when he came out of the anesthesia. I do believe the phrase, “THIS IS THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE” was used at least once. By 4PM, though, the rest of the anesthesia had worn off, and he was jumping and running and chipper as anything, and you’d never have guessed he had three hours of dental work done. He’s quite the trooper. Needless to say, I was emotionally and physically exhausted.

I did manage to get a good chunk of business planning/etc. done yesterday, during our recovery day (which, honestly, I don’t think he really needed, since he spent the whole day running around, crashing into things as usual, shrieking with delight, and complaining about being bored). I also brought him along when I went to sign off on my LLC paperwork, so I can now officially announce that ODDSCOPE PRESS LLC is a thing! This is the business I’ll run my Etsy shop off (The Placebo Emporium is coming back!), and sell zines and other things through. It’s not up yet, as I’m still establishing a few backend things and figuring out best next steps, but I’ll let you know when it goes live.

In the meantime, I’m just glad to be getting back on the writing horse. PHEW. So glad there were words to find in my head today…


Thanks for following along, and I hope you enjoy the ride! I’ll try and make these daily updates (on writing days), but I’ll probably miss a few now and then. Sorry about that in advance, but I’ll do my best to be consistent. If you’re craving some personal stakes in this process, feel free to toss me a “You Can Do It!” donation at my Ko-fi shop! I’m going to need a lot of coffee for this…

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Get Out of Writing Free Day & Candy-Themed Horror

I don’t know if it’s the weather changes or the fact that this week has been so busy and we went to Boston yesterday (Atsuko Okatsuka FTW!!! Woooo!), or if it’s because I wrote yesterday when I typically take an art day, or that I’ve been hyper-focusing doodling and on Etsy shop stuff lately and going down the LLC/craft-business/small biz bookkeeping rabbit hole, or the fact that NEXT week will be even BUSIER, but my brain is FRIED. KAPUT. TOTAL STATIC.

I hit 14k yesterday, which is INSANE given I just started writing the novel on October 1st. I’m about 1k away from the word count goal post for the end of Act 1, and I’ve still got a bit to go, so it’ll probably wrap up a little closer to 16-17k, if I had to guess. It feels like there’s 3k left to go. OH! But I forgot that I wrote 2k on future scenes, so ACTUALLY, I’m at 12k aiming for 15k, so I’m SPOT ON schedule! I knew it felt like 3k to go.

Well, that feels nice to realize.

I’ve also got to remember to pick up the kiddos at a certain time, because Thing 1 is getting his hair trimmed, and I missed the window for a decent pickup time at Hannaford’s, so we’ll have to swing by a grocery store on the way home (OR NOT), and apparently my folks are having guests visit which I 100% forgot about, AND **AND** the guys are coming to install the library ladder, which is 100% a sentence I never thought I’d get to say, but I’m JAZZED. Will definitely post photos after they’re done.

Also I need to get cushions for the window seats in the wee library…

*bzzt* *bzzt* **ERROR 404: Brain Not Found**

So to be kind to myself, I’m giving myself the day off from writing. I know my brain’s not functioning where I’d need it to be to stay on topic, so I’ll focus on some other, chill stuff that I need to get through. I’m probably also stuck in that wait-mode where I know I have something coming up (ladder guys/pick up kiddos) that I don’t want to forget or be late to, so it’s all my brain’s focusing on. Also, I haven’t eaten great today, so that may not be helping. Also, too much coffeeeeeeeee….not helping enough…

But-! I did get some real life, oh-my-gosh-it’s-on-paper mail: Extra Soft Animals’ paper newsletter, which is so freaking charming! Check them out at https://www.extrasoftanimal.com !

Ah! And it’s official, I’ve got a story coming out in Phantom Worlds: The Cellar Door Issue #6 :

When an old flame walks back into Zach’s life and gifts him the key to the tattooed door on her stomach, Zach takes the opportunity to slip into the alternate world inside her that smells like sugar and spice. But all is not beautiful inside his heartbroken ex. Something stalks her psychological halls, and given the chance, it’ll make sure Zach never breaks her heart again. “My Love Will Consume You” is a story about settling for less than you deserve, dangerous candy (this is becoming a theme, isn’t it?1), the sugar and spice girls are apparently made of, and the old adage–“when people tell you who they are, believe them.”

Pre-order Phantom Worlds here!

1 To read another candy-related horror short story I’ve written, check out “Candyland” in Apex Magazine #125.

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LM2tB – DRAFT DIARY – Day #9


Love Me to the Bone
Draft 1


Words Added: 1,145

14087 / 60000

What Happened in the Story: Continuing on consecutive scenes, on the way back to her apartment, Madeline hears the chime that marks the passing of a day. Her train ticket now says 2, and a new chapter is begun: Day 2. I doubt I’ll put in every single day, but I like the idea of marking chapters by the count to 365, the total number of days she has in Requiem. She finds her requested supplies, thank goodness!, and gets cracking, which is way easier when you don’t get hungry and don’t get tired. She bangs out her magnum opus, a file of 43 pages of notes for her colleagues, and indexes it and tabs it, and it’s freaking beautiful. Then she takes this back to the Dead Letter Office, begs it to deliver the document quickly to her company, and lets it drop down the chute and out of her hands. The chime rings again, and we break for the next chapter: Day 3.

Additional Notes: Didn’t think I’d get a chance to write much today. My brain just wasn’t turning on this morning, and I couldn’t quite lock down what I wanted to get into words, which is always a sign I need to think a bit more. Rarely does jumping into a scene without a clear idea of what the heck it’s supposed to be about helped me, and usually leads to scenes that get cut later because I hadn’t even thought about why they were there.

So what to do? I listened to music for a bit, not my usual playlist, because none of those songs quite fit the mood I was looking for. I sifted through other music I had on my computer, some very old, some less so, trying to get a feel for what I needed. In the end, I needed GirlBoss music, Florence & the Machine, St. Vincent, and Shiny Toy Guns, something with some drive and intensity to mirror her own emotional state. She’s got SHIT to do! It’s got to be done now! She needs to pump herself up!

I also found some songs I think will be great to suit Devon when he appears, and I suspect they’ll spend some time sharing music together, because his vibe is very much more Family Band, Empathy Test, Broken Bells, Anberlin, and The Midnight. I’d love to include some specific album names in the book, because I’m really, really loving it when I come across media or films referenced in books and stories that I can follow up on if I so choose–kind of an anti-algorithm recommendation system.

Also finished watching Wong Kar-wai’s Chungking Express, and now I’m describing this book as if Wong Kar-wai made a movie about skeleton lovers in the afterlife. Its vibe is SPOT ON–atmospheric, romantic, listless, longing–and Wong can be a bit weird in his own work. Gosh, what I wouldn’t do to see Madeline in a cute dress slow-mo walking through the skeleton city in Wong’s characteristic style! It’d be so freaking gorgeous, I’d break down in tears. Faye Wong would absolutely kill as a Madeline casting, too, and now I have to work not to see Tony Leung as the soul-crushed Devon.

In other news, I also use scents to get into the right headspace: Aloha Orchid by capri BLUE is my current go-to, but the Pomegranate and Lemon Rind is a close second. Pomegranates seem appropriate for a story about the afterlife, right?

Thanks for following along, and I hope you enjoy the ride! I’ll try and make these daily updates (on writing days), but I’ll probably miss a few now and then. Sorry about that in advance, but I’ll do my best to be consistent. If you’re craving some personal stakes in this process, feel free to toss me a “You Can Do It!” donation at my Ko-fi shop! I’m going to need a lot of coffee for this…

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LM2tB – DRAFT DIARY – Day #8


Love Me to the Bone
Draft 1


Words Added: 1,715

12939 / 60000

What Happened in the Story: (Whoops! Forgot to add this…) Let’s see, it was a two scene day, so in the late Act-2 pinch-point scene, Madeline rushes to say goodbye to Irene, whose time to leave has come. They have a sweet, heartbreaking goodbye on the train platform, and Madeline is then on her own. In the chronological scene, Irene takes Madeline to the Dead Letter Office, where Madeline meets–briefly–Alex, the FIRE/retire early guy who mails $5s, $10s, and $20s to random places like statues in public parks, hiking trails, and gutters for people to find. Then Irene heads off to soak in a hot spring (bones get cold), and Madeline returns to her apartment to finish her urgent work project.

Additional Notes: Phew! A low-energy day that still ended up turning into quite a few words more than I thought I’d get. When I came into the office, I was so deeply unmotivated, but I did my usual routine of listening to some of my soundtrack to get in the mood, and then decided to write a later pinch-point scene. That one ended up being about 800 words, and I like to hit at least 1k/day just to make sure we’re moving forward at a good clip, so I listened to the soundtrack again after that scene got typed up, and decided I could, actually, tackle a little bit of the next chronological scene. I figured, well, 200 words won’t take that long. Ended up with 915 to wrap that scene. So two scenes written today, even though both are on the shorter end, still added up to a lot of progress! Woohoo!

Now I need a nap.

Really loving this nail color–it’s a lavender with sparkles overtop and it took FOREVER to dry Monday, but it turned out so nice, I’d 100% suffer through doing
it again.

Thanks for following along, and I hope you enjoy the ride! I’ll try and make these daily updates (on writing days), but I’ll probably miss a few now and then. Sorry about that in advance, but I’ll do my best to be consistent. If you’re craving some personal stakes in this process, feel free to toss me a “You Can Do It!” donation at my Ko-fi shop! I’m going to need a lot of coffee for this…

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LM2tB – DRAFT DIARY – Day #7


Love Me to the Bone
Draft 1


Words Added: 1,382

11223 / 60000

What Happened in the Story: Irene introduces Madeline to Nicholai, a designer whose spent his afterlife year making clothes for skeletons. Madeline hears a bit to suggest both Irene and Nicholai’s long-standing friendship, but also that Nicholai is only going to be in Requiem for four more days, and this seems to disturb Irene. Selecting a simple pattern to replace the ugly tweed dress she was buried in, Madeline then goes with Irene to find the Dead Letter Office.

Additional Notes: No update from yesterday, because it was a NO SCHOOL DAY, which means a NO WRITING DAY for me. I greatly admire those mothers out there (like Shirley Jackson!) who could write even when their kids were running around them, or like one writer I read about who used a baby-gate to fence herself off in the living room to write while the kiddos played and shrieked, but me? Yeah, no. I can’t manage it. While I can get into the zone despite the noise, inevitably I wind up getting interrupted by a simple request (snack, check that I wiped my butt okay, where’s my sweatshirt, look at me!), and if I’m in the zone, I get SO ANGRY by getting kicked out. I don’t like who I am when that happens, and I don’t like being mad at the boys when they’re simply being boys. So I’ve come to terms with the fact that I just don’t write at home when anyone’s around. (Even Andy has an unfortunate tendency to interrupt me with sweet videos to show me or to pace and rant about his day, and it ALSO makes me crazy: you see now why I go to the trouble of having an out-of-home office?)

But today, there are no such restrictions! We’re back into the regular routine and I got into the office (and deposited my four adorable new friends–the LEGO planters are from the boys for my birthday, and Atlas and Peabody are figurines we got Thing 1 years and years ago when he was obsessed with robots and Portal, but he’s since outgrown it a bit, but didn’t quite want to donate them, and since I’m still a huge Portal fan, they’ve come to live with me at the office. Aren’t they cute?!). I was a little worried that after the three-day weekend, the words wouldn’t come out right, but my fears were unfounded. If anything, I get into the zone faster when I’m handwriting than when I’m typing. How weird is that?


Thanks for following along, and I hope you enjoy the ride! I’ll try and make these daily updates (on writing days), but I’ll probably miss a few now and then. Sorry about that in advance, but I’ll do my best to be consistent. If you’re craving some personal stakes in this process, feel free to toss me a “You Can Do It!” donation at my Ko-fi shop! I’m going to need a lot of coffee for this…

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LM2tB – DRAFT DIARY – Day #6


Love Me to the Bone
Draft 1


Words Added: 1,563

9829 / 60000

What Happened in the Story: Madeline checks out her new apartment, which is very (VERY) yellow. But it’s quiet and clean, so really, it’s fine. She tries to place a call to make some supply requests, and manages to rip the side of the hideous tweed dress her mother buried her in. Irene’s sick of her guests, so she offers to take her to get a new one she actually likes.

Additional Notes: Low energy day today–I can feel the weariness building in my bones. But that’s okay! I did my little Friday ritual of getting a latte and an almond croissant, which is a nice motivator to get going and get writing. Got a little sidetracked at first by writing up a description for something I’m planning to offer through the website (keep your eyes open!), but eventually got down to it and hammered out a decent scene. We’re clipping right along through ACT 1, so hopefully I’ll finish it up next week, work through some of Madeline’s emotional speed bumps, and then move on to even more fun stuff, like exploring the skeleton city of Requiem!

Took me a little while to get the words typed up from my notebook (because, YES, inexplicably I’m still writing by hand), which is why this is a little bit of a late update. But it’s done now!

Also, fun random fact about me: I take my shoes off to write. I don’t know why. I just prefer to write without shoes.


Thanks for following along, and I hope you enjoy the ride! I’ll try and make these daily updates (on writing days), but I’ll probably miss a few now and then. Sorry about that in advance, but I’ll do my best to be consistent. If you’re craving some personal stakes in this process, feel free to toss me a “You Can Do It!” donation at my Ko-fi shop! I’m going to need a lot of coffee for this…

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LM2tB – DRAFT DIARY – Day #5


Love Me to the Bone
Draft 1


Words Added: 1,220

8266 / 60000

What Happened in the Story: A jump scene–Devon invites Madeline upstairs, back into the living world, to look at the stars again. They test that this is possible, that she won’t fall apart or turn to dust if she does so, and she goes up into the summer night. But while Devon is thrilled to show her the moons of Jupiter, Madeline feels the intensity of the living world too much, and flees back down to the land of the dead, overwhelmed by the sounds and smells, and the memories they conjure. Will their budding relationship survive this?

Additional Notes: Actually wasn’t planning to write much today, so I’m thrilled to have hit my 1k minimum anyway! I take a pilates class on Thursdays, and usually, the reformer machine and all the yanking/pulling/stretching wears out my hands so that my typing is GARBAGE afterwards, so I’ve been using Thursdays as pseudo art/Etsy days. But today, I was having coffee post-school bus, pre-pilates, and thought: hell, why not write by hand again and just see what happens?

I knew I didn’t want to tackle the VERY next scene, because I’m still hammering that one out in my head, but while listening to the playlist I’ve created for this story, one line stuck out to me, and I thought: Oh–that’d be a cool scene. It takes a bit from an earlier draft in its framing, but is a wholly new scene, which deeply re-envisioned characters, so I ran with it for fun, figuring, worst-case scenario, I had a scene I wouldn’t be able to use later, best-case, I’d have another chunk of the later book done. And it worked! Surprisingly! I got it finished before I left for class, and managed to type it up after, and hit that lovely 1k goal.

I’m realizing how vitally important music is to my writing/scene generation process. I’ve read about lots of writers who create playlists and whatnot, but it always struck me as too organized/not spontaneous enough, somehow, to appeal to me. I also don’t write well TO music, particularly the music I like, which is more likely than not lyrical. The words in the music mess up my ability to think in words if they’re happening at any significant volume in the background. THAT SAID: every story I’ve ever written, especially long-form, that I’ve *loved* and felt was super emotionally vibrant are stories I had a LOT of music associated with. Thief Dilemma was Breaking Benjamin’s Diary of Jane and Glitch Mob’s We Can Make the World Stop, and a touch of Fall Out Boy’s “My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark.” My sci-fi novel draft for Shadow Games was a whole slew of Shiny Toy Guns’ Stripped, Eve 6, In Flames, Lindsey Stirling, and a bunch of random other songs. The spec-fic novella, Aleyut and the Enemy (which I plan to actually revise sometime here…) was heavily Conjure One. The new Thief Dilemma novella (yeah, you heard that right–it’s in the formation stage to give me something fun to work on) is a mix of Foster the People’s “Sit Next to Me,” Taylor Swift’s “Style,” Justin Timberlake’s “Can’t Stop this Feeling,” Olivia Rodrigo’s “Good for You,” and The Cannons’ Fever Dream. Frosthaven was all Birthday Massacre and Florence & the Machine.

Anyway, you get the picture. I’ve always used music as a brainstorming trigger, usually while driving. But this is the first time I’ve used music to prime the pump BEFORE writing. I won’t listen to the whole set of songs I’ve gathered for Love Me to the Bone, but I *will* listen to a few that suit the mood I’m going for. And yes, sometimes I’ll dance. No, I will not film that. It’s horrible. Nobody needs to see that. But it seems like a really effective way to get in the right writing headspace, so I’m going to keep experimenting with that moving forward.

If you’re curious, the songs I have so far for Love Me to the Bone are:

  • Magdalena Bay – “Ghost” and “Kill Shot”
  • Rรถyksopp – “Oh, Lover”
  • The Neighborhood – “Softcore”
  • The Strike – “Reckless”
  • Alice Merton – “run away girl”
  • London Grammar – “Non Believer”
  • Cannons – “Come Alive” and “Strangers”
  • *Myles Smith – “Stargazing”

*Can you guess which song inspired today’s scene? Also, I picked this song in part because when I heard that line–“Love me to my bones”–it was so on-point with the title of this project (decided prior to hearing the song) that I just had to include it.


Thanks for following along, and I hope you enjoy the ride! I’ll try and make these daily updates (on writing days), but I’ll probably miss a few now and then. Sorry about that in advance, but I’ll do my best to be consistent. If you’re craving some personal stakes in this process, feel free to toss me a “You Can Do It!” donation at my Ko-fi shop! I’m going to need a lot of coffee for this…

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LM2tB – DRAFT DIARY – Day #4


Love Me to the Bone
Draft 1


Words Added: 1,550

7046 / 60000

What Happened in the Story: Madeline returns with Irene to her apartment, and spends a few minutes trying to get her work notes in order before Irene’s friends arrive. Turns out “a few friends over” means a blowout, Holly Golightly-style party, and Madeline’s forced to give up her work and ask Irene for somewhere quieter to go. Irene gives her the key to Apartment 4, just down the hall, which belonged to a friend of hers who’s left Requiem, and tells Madeline to keep it as her own apartment from now on.

Additional Notes: Took a bit more energy to get started today, though after yesterday’s bang-up of almost 3k, that shouldn’t be a surprise. I do find starting my session with some of the songs I’ve collected that suit the story’s mood and tone is really helpful in getting into the right headspace (and if I’m crazy enough to dance to it, it has the added benefit of tiring out my physical self so my mental self can focus a bit better). Still, managed to get a great chunk finished. Really liking the focus on writing whole scenes, rather than specific word-count goals. It’s somehow a little more satisfying.

Took some time before starting to write to sketch out what the book should look like, from a tent-pole/word-count standpoint, just to make sure I keep on track with the length. So far, it seems like Act 1 will be right on schedule, as I’m about half-way through it, and will need probably that much time more to really feel like I’m landing it at End Act 1.

A view of the colorful hashbook where I’m currently writing this book apparently?

Thanks for following along, and I hope you enjoy the ride! I’ll try and make these daily updates (on writing days), but I’ll probably miss a few now and then. Sorry about that in advance, but I’ll do my best to be consistent. If you’re craving some personal stakes in this process, feel free to toss me a “You Can Do It!” donation at my Ko-fi shop! I’m going to need a lot of coffee for this…

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LM2tB – DRAFT DIARY – Day #3


Love Me to the Bone
Draft 1


Words Added: 2,845 (!)

5551 / 60000

What Happened in the Story: Madeline, our lost MC, stumbles deeper into the skeleton city, Requiem, and meets several new people–some whom she likes, and some whom she DOES NOT. A beneficent lady skeleton saves her from an unwanted flirtatious advance (“sometimes the creep is bone-deep” – Irene), and Madeline eats a hotdog. Doesn’t taste like much, but it smells ah-maz-ing. Irene also informs her of the Dead Letter Office, which Maddie can use to try to reach her boss back in the land of the living. Look, this work stuff is REALLY IMPORTANT, okay?

Additional Notes: So I’m apparently writing this novel BY HAND, now? Look, I have never written anything longer than a few short stories by hand. It’s not my method of choice, typically, because I’m a very fast typer. Usually, that means I can whip through a writing session in no time by typing, whereas writing by hand would take me much longer. But I wrote all 2,800 (!) words in about an hour and fifteen minutes. BY HAND. What the heck is this nonsense? Where did this come from?

I’m baffled, folks. Baffled. I guess the story writes itself the way it wants to be written. Miraculously, my hand hasn’t fallen off yet, so that’s good, right?


Thanks for following along, and I hope you enjoy the ride! I’ll try and make these daily updates (on writing days), but I’ll probably miss a few now and then. Sorry about that in advance, but I’ll do my best to be consistent. If you’re craving some personal stakes in this process, feel free to toss me a “You Can Do It!” donation at my Ko-fi shop! I’m going to need a lot of coffee for this…