Today, I woke up at 7:47 and realized my alarm (set to music but obviously to low) had been playing for 57 minutes.  I watched the last 13 minutes of Buffy, then wrote my next scene for AMTDF, worked on medical billings, read emails and then began judging the Stiletto contest.

I received eight entries and began with the first one.  It turns out it isn’t in the right category, so I emailed the co-coordinator and informed her.  I stopped reading in the meantime, while waiting for a reply.  So, I moved onto the next one.  I read all 35 pages (well forty when you include the synopsis) and then read the scoresheet, where it told me to make at least 20 comments in the actual document.  Damn!  I filled out the questions, adding up the points and stopped.  I didn’t feel like going through it again right then, so I’ll get back to it another time.

Then I went and worked on my third one.  That one I completed correctly and completely.  It was actually a lot of fun, and I can’t wait to do more this week.

I’m starting chapter 6 tomorrow, and when that is completed–hopefully by Wednesday night–I’ll be at the end of Act One.  Act Two is where my heroine starts to really change (it starts almost two months after Act One ends) and where the story gets better, I think.  Not to say it’s boring now (at least I hope not), but Giada stays in the background when it comes to what is going on in the house.  Later on, she gets very involved, which hopefully adds more comedy to the situation.  We’ll see!

I need to have the entries judged by Aug. 6 and then we learn who finaled by the end of Aug. I believe it’s the 26th, two days after my daughter’s birthday, but it could be the 25th.  Either way, I plan (crossing fingers and toes) to have the whole novel written by then.  Unlike last year where I didn’t finish until Oct. 4.  Yes, I still remember that.

So, right now I’m researching fairytales and urban legends for future ideas, even though I haven’t finished brainstorming my serial killer idea.  I will but this is taking precedence at the moment.  Something always does.

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