Ivy the pixie publicist

(For anyone unfamiliar with Ivy, here’s her introduction and an explanation of these posts.)

I think I’m beginning to understand what that “give them an inch and they’ll take a mile” phrase really means. I come in and save the blog from imminent disaster and what do I get for it? A new boss!

“Ivy, tell them about this. Ivy, explain that.”

Dang it, Moos, I’m a pixie! Not a puppet!

……..

Fine. I guess someone’s got to do it. Continue reading “Ivy the pixie publicist”

Ivy didn’t sign up for the circus

(For anyone unfamiliar with Ivy, here’s her introduction and an explanation of these posts.)

This week Moos seemed to have mistaken me for a circus performer. Balancing acts, juggling, taming the titan of terror. I’m a pixie! Not a juggler!

Here’s the run down:

Potty training (eew), reading (inspiring, so I can’t complain), a new movie (I’d like to complain, but it was really good), and a possible new venture (BAD BAD BAD … maybe?).

But before I get into all that, there’s a little something Moos forgot to mention. Continue reading “Ivy didn’t sign up for the circus”

Moos drew Ivy and Ivy’s not happy about it

(For anyone unfamiliar with Ivy, here’s her introduction and an explanation of these posts.)

First of all, I was supposed to update y’all a while ago, but a few things happened that prevented it. Better get comfortable, this is gonna be a long one.

For one thing, being a mom is no joke. It’s one giant mess of stress, exhaustion, and endless cleaning. Don’t even get me started on all the crying. And I’m not talking about the kids. Continue reading “Moos drew Ivy and Ivy’s not happy about it”

Ivy saves Moos from a bad decision

Moos is yelling at me for taking credit for her decision, but it’s the truth. Without me, she would be in a serious pickle right now. (I still don’t understand that phrase, by the way, but Moos says it makes more sense than “in a vine.”)

Anyway, a few days ago, a publishing house contacted Moos through her website about submitting her writing to their new anthology series. Just like all new writers, she got super excited. A publishing house! Contacting her!

I did NOT get super excited, Ivy, and you know it!

Uh huh. You just don’t want to look like an amateur. Every writer gets excited. They can’t help it.

*grumbling* Continue reading “Ivy saves Moos from a bad decision”

Moos makes Ivy talk about Passive Voice

(For anyone unfamiliar with Ivy, here’s her introduction and an explanation of these posts.)

I was going to give you another update on Moos’s week, but she’s gotten distracted by writing craft debates again. I’d normally tell her less arguing more writing, but when she gets like this it’s best to let her get it out of her system.

Which means I get to transcribe her thoughts on passive voice today (with my own delightful commentary, of course). She wants me to get all technical with color coded explanations about subjects, and objects, and verbs; but no one’s got time for that headache. If you want the complicated version, you’ll have to tell me in the comments. I’ll try not to hate you for it.

Here’s the simple version: Continue reading “Moos makes Ivy talk about Passive Voice”

Ivy driving the train, as usual

(For anyone unfamiliar with Ivy, here’s her introduction and an explanation of these posts.)

Well, mortals, this week has been another roller coaster, but we’re on our way up, so Moos is feeling good about it right now.

While she scraped out more writing time than last week, her characters were being whiny. Tough things had to happen and they were digging in their heels, so I sat them down and gave them a pep talk. They’re cooperating much better now thanks to me and her fabulous Critique Partner (Krystle at betweenworldswriting.wordpress.com). Seriously, without all you wonderful writers out there in the Twitter world, Moos would be a train wreck and I’d be hanging on for dear life. Many thanks from the pixie muse.

Moos also had an epiphany this week! Granted it’s an epiphany I had a long time ago, but she gets a pat on the back anyway. Continue reading “Ivy driving the train, as usual”

Make way for the pixie alter-ego

I’ve kept my mouth shut for over a year, let Moos run this ship however she wanted, but it’s clear now she’s a lost cause. So many doomed ideas. So many failed posts. It’s a miracle she’s keeping up with the interviews. I told her to keep things simple, warned her not to get in over her head, but does she listen to me? Nope.

So I, Ivy, her pixie muse, her alter-ego, whatever you want to call me, am taking this blog into my own hands, tiny though they may be. Continue reading “Make way for the pixie alter-ego”