Editing – A Poem by Megan O’Russell

I will edit on a beach.

I will edit near a bog.

I will even edit,

Sitting on a log.

 

I will edit in the car.

I will edit at the camp.

When darkness comes,

I’ll be editing by lamp!

 

I will find an outlet.

The laptop will get charge.

When it’s time for editing,

No task is too large.

 

I will edit on the sand.

I will edit in the sun.

I will prove to everyone,

That editing is fun!

 

New edits now to make.

New books I long to show.

For a new, exciting project!

I cannot tell you though!

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Harry Potter and the Stage Play

I’m a huge Harry Potter fan. Even though J.K. Rowling decided to steal my mountain, I still love Harry Potter. I love the theme parks, and yes I do love Harry Potter and the Cursed Child. Don’t worry, I’m not going to spoil anything, not only cause spoilers suck, but my husband hasn’t finished reading the play and I’d like to stay married.

I’ve heard a lot of complaints about the script. I think a huge amount of it has to do with people not being used to reading plays. I do shows for a living, so that’s really not an issue for me. And I agree, I miss the descriptions that are in the book, but it’s a play. It’s up to the people on stage and the people who create what’s on stage to make the details for us, so of course you’re not going to get that in a script. It’s just not how it’s done. Continue reading

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A Playful Project

I’m trying to work on something new. I’ve written blogs, short stories, books, and lyrics. Even a book with lyrics. Now I’m trying to write a play.

Not like a deep and meaningful play that will change the way everyone sees the world and end all violence by opening night. A fun little kids’ show. About a princess… with a sword.

As an actor, I’ve performed in many, many kids show. And I love them. I really do. I fell in love with theater when I was three, so having the opportunity to introduce young kids to the beauty of live theater is amazing. My husband writes and orchestrates music and even has the ability (and experience) to make performance tracks.

So here we go! We’re going to write a show about a princess with a sword. And maybe a rapping bear. And a few confused henchman for good measure.

Wish me luck, merde, and break a leg. I’m starting on a new adventure!

 

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The Inspiration Innovation

Have you ever had a moment and thought, This is where the story begins? Standing on the top of a mountain or on a cliff looking out over the sea. Or maybe just lying in bed warm and comfortable and knowing that, in its own simple way, that was a perfect moment.

Maybe it wasn’t a moment of peace or adventure. Maybe it was the moment when your mind realized that something truly horrible had happened. And it took time and pain, but then you knew that was where your story had to begin.

I think all writers have had those moments. Or at least I can’t think of a way a new story could form without them.

And maybe it wasn’t the amazing view down the side of the mountain coated in the shadows of the heavy clouds. Maybe it was just the crisp air that filled your lungs. And that sensation of breathing new life started a story.

I wish that there were a place in the book jacket, whether in front with the dedication or in back with the bio, where the author could have a brief paragraph of how the story started.

The thwaping of a flag as a storm rolled in. A dare from a friend. The mist hiding something in the field.

I want to know. Where did the story start? What was the spark of inspiration?

Have you had a moment that spawned a story? What was it? Inquiring minds want to know!

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The Tethering by Megan O’Russell

A wonderful new review for The Tethering!

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All sixteen-year-old Jacob Evans wants is to win the heart of Emilia Gray, but with order in the magical world crumbling, war threatening, and Emilia’s boyfriend living across the hall, he may never have the chance. Jacob Evans loses everything he has ever known and is tossed into a world of magic. The Dragons, a group of rebel wizards, are threatening to expose the existence of magic to humans. Jacob is determined to find a way to fit into Emilia’s family, but as his powers grow, so does the danger. With the death toll mounting, Jacob is accused of acts of rebel terrorism and must fight to stay in a world he’s only just beginning to discover. When Emilia’s life is threatened, Jacob must risk everything to save her. Does he have the power to rescue her in time? And what could their survival cost

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The Hundred Rejections (Or My Life Mired in Cat Poo)

I recently read an article that led me to make a crazy decision. I want to receive 100 rejections this year.

It shouldn’t be hard. I have four manuscripts out for submission, and I want to start searching in earnest for freelance writing work, so 100 actually sounds a little low for me. But still, 100 is the goal.

It sounds (and feels) a little masochistic to be aiming for 100 rejections. 100 emails that start with “Thank you for sending us your work.” Some then get a little rude. Some are form letters. I had a really great rejection from one agent last week. He was very sweet and actually made me feel a bit better about the never ending stream of no’s.

But having the goal of getting 100 rejections has actually reduced the rejection depression from about twelve minutes to two. I even put a little form on the wall where I can keep a prisoner style hash mark count of my rejections.

My husband even promised to buy me a Happy 100 Rejections present if I managed it. I told him to start saving up, because I’ll hit a hundred before you know it. Now, there is a slightly twisted sense of satisfaction every time I open a rejection. One hash closer to 100. One mark closer to my present. One rejection closer to success.

I hope. I really hope. Cause this 100 rejections game might only be fun once. Then I might have to store candy bars around the house and am only allowed to eat them when I get rejected. After that it’ll move to getting a new cat every time I’m rejected. I’ll have to move to a home in the country to house my cats. Eventually I’ll be too busy cleaning up their cat poo to write at all, and that will be the end of Megan O’Russell’s literary career. Distracted by cat poo.

Anyway. Must go work on submissions now. 100 rejections don’t come without 100 submissions, so I better stick to it.

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A Blurby Day

I’m starting to get over the trauma or sharing my mountain with J.K. Rowling and am moving on with my literary life.

This week’s effort: Blurbs.

You know: those things that you put on the back of the book to encourage people to judge a book by its cover. And it’s super stressful!

I worked on one for the third book in The Tethering Series and one for a new, super secret fantasy project that I’m hoping to begin submitting by the end of the summer. Writing blurbs has gotten much easier. After working with some amazing editors and publishers to create them for my contracted books, and after a lot of trial and error during submissions, I think I’ve figured out some of the basics.

But it’s still so stressful! Continue reading

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Harry Potter and the Stolen Mountain

The Pendragon just got a new neighbor.

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J.K. Rowling has finally released the location of the North American School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Ilvermorny is located on the peak of Mount Greylock. My inner Harry Potter geek is so thrilled to finally know where the American wizards of Rowling’s world study and learn. But the author me is having a minor meltdown.

See, way back at the beginning of The Tethering Series, I knew I wanted to use a real mountain for the lair of the Pendragon, the chief evil dude in the series. After a ton of research, I chose Mount Greylock, spelling it Graylock to match the name of the clan that rules that territory. I even climbed the mountain to make sure the mountain would work well!

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After all that research, three years later J.K. Rowling added her wizarding school to the mountain. The Pendragon has new neighbors, and I’ll bet there’s a…

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Editing the End

I’ve begun the editing process on the fourth and final book in The Tethering series. Yes, I know, book three hasn’t come out yet, but I’ve proofed the eARC. It shouldn’t be too much longer, and it’s always better to be a bit ahead in writing than a bit behind.

I’m proud of the fourth book. It’s the first time I’ve ever written a series finale, and I think it ends not as everyone might wish, but as it should. But I feel an odd sort of disconnect.

Here I am, editing the last first chapter of a Tethering book, and I don’t feel panicked. I don’t feel like I need to savor every line of dialogue because it is a countdown to the last words Jacob Evans will ever speak. Maybe it’s because I know the ending was coming from the very beginning. Maybe it’s because I’m still editing the beginning of the book.

But I’m not disastrously sad to be bringing Jacob to the end of his story. I’m proud. Proud of all that he has withstood. Proud of the man that he has become, and proud of the bravery with which he faces his final battle. Which I know sounds weird cause I, you know, wrote it. But it’s more than that. As insane as it might sound, Jacob is his own person. And it’s time for me to leave him and Emilia in peace, whatever that peace might be when the last chapter ends.

So please forgive the mad woman with the laptop. I’m going to go back to editing the end. I’m sure I’ll cry like a maniac when it’s over, but for now I’m enjoying the end of the ride. Proud as hell of the boy in the window fighting one last time for the girl he loves.

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The Dreaded Slump

I haven’t written in two weeks. It’s not that I don’t want to write; we did a mini-run of Second Chances: The Thrift Shop Musical, the show that I wrote the lyrics for, which I’m also in. And I’ve been editing a new project. So just no time for new stories at the moment.

The run of the musical was awesome. It was great to be back in the thrift shop! We got some really great work done on the show, and the audiences loved us.

And editing is moving steadily forward, it is. I even have commas in appropriate places. But I’ve hit the dreaded slump.

That awful part of the editing process where you decide everything you have ever written, including your last grocery list, is a steaming pile of poop. A really, stinking pile of poop on a humid day at that.

Every sentence is wrong, all your characters are annoying, and you don’t have a basic grasp on the English language. You start wondering why you ever bothered sitting down to write in the first place, and the temptation to throw your laptop onto a bonfire is suddenly overwhelming. Continue reading

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