Category Archives: Stacey’s Posts

On to the Rest of the Year

Stacey Kite

Stacey Kite

I’m one of those people who continually says, “If I could just get organized.” Over the years, it’s become my mantra. When I say it, my husband simply smiles. (Kind of like I smile when he comes home from a round of golf and says, “I finally figured out what’s wrong with my swing.”)

But a side benefit of doing the Write by Midnight challenge is that I have been more organized this month. I came up with a realistic writing schedule—one that I think I can actually maintain. Continue reading

Write Every Day, or Maybe Not

Stacey Kite

Stacey Kite

We’ve all heard the advice “write every day,” and it’s the base goal of the Write by Midnight challenge: to establish a daily writing habit. But one thing I’ve seen in the first three weeks of WBM is that I am a yo-yo writer.

One day my production is great—600 words plus at a rate of better than 450 words/hour, and I easily surpass my 500 word/day goal. But then the next day’s word count is dismal. (I mean really dismal, like 35 words in two hours.) Then it’s back up to OK the following day. A graph of production looks like a schizophrenic EKG. Continue reading

A Recipe for a Little Extra Writing Time

Stacey Kite

Stacey Kite

At our house, we don’t eat many processed foods. My husband is wonderful, and cooks two nights a week, but I still wind up spending way more time in the kitchen than I’d like to, both cooking, and most especially, cleaning up after cooking. (Have you ever noticed how recipes mention prep time and cook time, but never cleanup time? If only I had a house elf *sigh*.) Continue reading

Immediate Write by Midnight Payoff

Stacey Kite

Stacey Kite

I always clean my drafting table and painting area when I start a new art project and wind up stacking the preliminary sketches and roughs from the last project on my desk. The piles accumulate and  grow—like mushrooms—around my computer. Which means my writing space can get pretty cluttered. But one of the suggestions for preparing for Write by Midnight was to clean our workspaces, so, armed with trash bags, a shredder and a recycling bin, I went to war with the clutter. I didn’t just clean the room; I deep cleaned it—especially the desk. Continue reading

Ew, Argh, Eek!

Stacey Kite

Stacey Kite

Looking up the spelling for interjections and exclamations, those sounds people make that aren’t really words, takes me far more time than it should. It’s strange that, though I recognize expressions like ew, pee-ew and pfffffffffft in stories and cartoons and know what they mean, I have a horrible time remembering how to spell them. Since my spell-checker usually doesn’t know, either, I wind up wasting precious time looking up the spelling on the net. Or worst case, have to spend time fixing a drawing or painting where I misspelled some hand lettered sound-effect.