This week’s winner is CC Dery. Thanks to everyone who commented! You guys make Fridays fun.
It’s Labor Day weekend, and I’m a little scatterbrained. Yesterday I was emailing my editor in a tizzy, “But someone needs to send me the cleaned-up copyedited file, or I can’t do it!” *flounces quietly* Then I remembered, four minutes later, that the manuscript in question hadn’t been copyedited yet. I had the most recent version. Because I was the one who’d created it. Sigh.
Also, yesterday morning on my bike ride I remembered that I’d written a scene where my Very Much a Vegetarian heroine was eating bacon and eggs. I mean, there was sex after, so maybe she got distracted by the sex? But still. Probably a “no” on the bacon (and she’d already said that she didn’t like eggs).
Happily, it being Friday means we’re only one long weekend away from the release of the first part of Truly on Wattpad. See?
I spent a lot of yesterday afternoon prepping the story for release, which was exciting because I haven’t read that story in a while and I’d forgotten how awesome it is. Guys, Truly is awesome. I also wrote an informal blurb sort of thing, so people will know what they’re getting into and how awesome it will be—
May Fredericks hates New York. Which is fair enough, since New York seems to hate her back. Just weeks after moving from Wisconsin to Manhattan, she receives the world’s worst marriage proposal, stabs her boyfriend with a shrimp fork in a very public venue, and accidentally becomes notorious. And that’s before she gets mugged.
At her wit’s end, May washes up at a Packers bar in Greenwich Village, where she meets a surly, unhelpful guy who hates her shoes and calls her ex a douche.
His name is Ben. He used to be a chef. Now he’s a rooftop beekeeper with anger management issues. She wouldn’t even like him, but he reminds her of home … and he knows where to find all the best food in the Village.
She makes him laugh. He buys her tacos and cowboy boots. The longer they’re stuck together, the better May and Ben get along … and the harder they fall.
TRULY is a quirky, modern New York love story unlike any you’ve read before.
See? Doesn’t that sound like awesome good fun? Awesome! I KNOW.
And — and and and – Random House made this adorable little quote about kissing, which is from the story.
There. Are you excited yet? Have you followed me on Wattpad? Because that’s how you’re going to know when there are new story bits posted.
So what happens next is that on Tuesday I’ll put up the first seven chapters — roughly 100 pages — with about 50 pages to follow every Monday. You can read the story online, or you can download the Wattpad app to your mobile device (iPhone, iPad, Android-capable phone or tablet, Google Play thing, or Kindle Fire). If you get the app, you’ll receive story updates on your device automatically. This link shows the places where you can get a mobile version of Wattpad.
Also, since Wattpad is social, you’ll be able to talk to me and to other people about the chapters right as you read them, so when I irritate you you can type right into your phone “WTF RUTHIE KNOX U HOOR!” without even having to pause to find my email address. Which I think is quite an advantage.
Okay, one last thing about Wattpad, and then I’ll shut up: they have a mysterious sex bot! Really. When I uploaded the story, some kind of Sexual Identification Algorithm (which, they probably call it “Sia” for short) scanned my chapters and figured out which ones were the dirtiest, then slapped an R rating on them. And I have to say, I am crazy curious about how this thing works. How does Sia tell the dirty chapters from the ones that just include the word “fuck” (which is all of them)? How does it distinguish sex from making out? Because there are parts with nipples that didn’t get the R rating. There is a sort of travel-and-sex montage that the bot did not have a problem with. But the full-on, straight-up dirty scenes? It sniffed them right out! I want to know the Secrets of Sia. What words does it search for? Thrusting? Moaning? AM SO CURIOUS.
Tell me how you think the Sexual Identification Algorithm works in the comments. Or, you know, what you’re doing for Labor Day. I’m not picky. I’ll choose one random commenter tomorrow morning to win a $10 gift certificate to Amazon, Barnes & Noble, or iTunes. And if you’re following me on Wattpad, say so in your comment to win an extra entry into this week’s contest. I’m all about incentivizing you. *zaps you with a cattle prod*