I’ve been avoiding the Internet like the plague (drinking gold and wearing elaborate masks and such) in order to finish All I Desire. And it’s done! And submitted to the publisher! Yay! The Lazarus Society Trilogy: two down, one to go.
Now I’m stumbling around like Gollum, unfamiliar with human interaction and squinting. The light! It burns ussssss!
So, now there’re only three books I need to finish writing this month. Progress. And I’m sitting here eating chips and watching Titanic instead. Deadlines, shmedlines. I had grand plans for this afternoon with writing, dying my hair, working on my bullet journal and getting stuff done. The Hubs and I look the boys to the YMCA (young man!) and then I took a three hour nap. That’s what you do when you’re old and you’re in the therapy pool for ten minutes.
Life is beautiful and glorious without all the drama of social media. I have no idea what’s going on in the world or politics and I’m fine with that. I’m partying like it’s 1989. Nope, no idea who I’m going to vote for. Got no current commentary on the debate or whatever the NFL is up to or the Brangelina meltdown. Got no cares in the world. I’m like Julie Andrews in The Sound of Music: I’m spinning around in the middle of the living room, singing One Direction songs and wearing sweatpants. I’ve trained my whole life for this. I’m an adult.
So, while on this random social media hiatus, I do allow myself waste time on Pinterest (a pin I recently pinned says “Time enjoyed is not time wasted” so there) and drooling over Harry Styles magazine covers (Do any of my UK friends want to snag a copy for me? I’ll pay you. The Internet is apparently sold out and I’m not paying 56 bucks on eBay for one. Yet.) I’ve also gotten into a writing routine: laptop, blanket, loud music.
My writing playlist is legit better than my running playlist. And, in that playlist, I’ve got several songs that have become the ‘theme song’ if you will, for each book I’ve written. And when I say ‘theme song,’ what I mean is I will put that sucker on repeat and listen to it for like, three hours. Lesson learned kids: If you’re going to obsess, do it right.
Without further adieu, I give you the Heather Hambel Curley novel playlist OR, songs you can jam to while you read my books. It’s all inclusive. That means, books that aren’t available yet are listed here. Spoiler alert!
- With Me Now — Courtesy Call, Thousand Foot Krutch
- Anything You Ask of Me–The Diary of Jane, Breaking Benjamin
- All I Desire–Bloody Angel, Avatar
- Since April–The Titanic Soundtrack
- Claimed–Radioactive, Imagine Dragons
- Under the Devil’s Sun–Centuries, Fall Out Boy
- Marked–Full Circle, Otherwise
For those keeping score, Haunt isn’t on this list. That’s because Haunt is a reimagined version of a book I wrote in my early 20s, In the Presence of My Enemies. I never published it (I tried, but with no luck) and with the opportunity to publish it, I rewrote it like a maniac. You know what the soundtrack was? Panic and bourbon on the rocks. Also, my tears.
I like loud, angry music when I write. I don’t know why. Maybe because I too, am loud and angry. Haha, well, sometimes. Other times, I’m just hilarious.
Let’s talk about goals. My goal right now is to finish writing Claimed and Marked by the end of this month. I’d also like to decide if I like the title Marked or if it’s going to change. Again. Anyway, I need to get my butt in gear and get these books done. They’re plotted and ready to go–I just have to find time to sit down and write. Aaaaaaaand, go.
But first. More snacks.