No Ginger should write everyone's bio. And we can all collaborate to writer hers.

Writing bios suck. My sympathies, erika.

Good luck, erika.

I'm still struggling along with making a synopsis. It's getting better, but still not there. Still too bullet-point-ish and not enough story-ish if you take my meaning.

I'm just glad to know I'm not the only person to feel like a dork when writing about her life.

Here's what I came up with...thanks again.

Ever since being born in Riverside, CA(her mother calls it "California's weirdest town,"even before that), in the early seventies, Erika Jahneke has done her best to chronicle the weird and wonderful about life as she sees it.Writer and blogger of both fiction and journalism(at least until that consultant slot at Leverage and Associates opens up), Erika writes about politics, pop culture, and why good people occasionally do bad things and sometimes get away with it.She lives in Phoenix, obsesses about Baltimore, and dreams of San Francisco. She is moderately hard at work on researching her first novel. For the third time. Also, attempting to master screenwriting software. Flames, love letters, and "Countdown" booking requests can be sent to ejahneke@yahoo.com, where they will be screened by her security Jack Russell. Spelling counts!

Sounds good to me, though I'm no expert in such things.

I'm still commuting through Twilight. I have to admit for a book that creates strong reactions both positive and negative, it sure is a disappointment. 16 chapters in and nothing really seems to have happened, characters don't develop, there's no real conflict, the only tension seems to be the male lead wants to eat (literally) the female lead but that's been beaten into the ground during their umpteen conversations that all sound the same.

There does seem to be a theme developing where I think the book is more clever than it actually is. At first I thought the male lead's perfection was because we're seeing him through the prism of the protagonist's obsession, but it's become apparent that he actually is perfect. At first I thought the protagonist's exaggerated clumsiness was probably her perception of herself rather that something real, but it appears to be literal. At first I thought when they talked about the protagonist attracting danger to herself that it was just jokey dialogue, but no attracting danger appears to be an actual supernatural power. Weird book.

My final revision is done. Now I'm just reading and putting out little fires of grammar and things like missing words I didn't spot when reading over before.

Next week I intend to return to working on the dreaded synopsis and on the query letter. Hopefully, I'll be ready to start collecting rejections by the end of the month.

Yay, Gud!

So cool, Gud!

New YA proposal is DONE and off to agent.

Please let her like it, because I would really, really like to sell something else.