Author: Sara Mazariegos

Nerdfighter. Writer. Obsessed with everything.

If there’s a bustle in your hedgerow, don’t be alarmed now.

Sara Mazariegos

There’s a horrible heatwave in a lot of the US right now. It’s fine if you can be inside, in the air conditioning, but whenever I walk to/from the Metro and bus, it’s so sticky. I wore a dress to work today in order to stay cool. I’m not a fan of wearing dresses, especially because the AC can make me cold and my legs aren’t covered. But it’s been warm enough inside so it’s okay.

I doubt I’ll wear a dress again tomorrow, though. I need to get some fashionable, work appropriate shorts or maybe some loose linen pants. I told myself I’d go shopping for new work clothes and then I learned I could wear jeans and t-shirts so I haven’t bothered.

On Sunday, Luis and I are finally going to the Air & Space Museum. I got timed passes and everything, like a real tourist. (You have to get timed passes to enter.) Not too much later than the 14th. It’s an important place to us, and it’s mentioned in my novel, so it’s part research but mostly just a nice place for us to return to every once in a while. We’re going to check out the food court. When we first met, it was upstairs and completely McDonald’s. A lot has changed in thirteen years.

I have a unique addiction that thankfully doesn’t happen all the time. I think I may have mentioned it before. I’ve gotten in the strange habit of getting a library book, deciding I want to keep it, and either buying it or asking my husband to buy it for me. It’s happened at least four times that I can remember: Georgie, All Along, Very Sincerely Yours, The Good Part, and now The Ex Talk. All of them have been used as comp titles. I love all of them. So there.

So far, I’ve purchased way fewer books this year than the past few years. I’ve only bought like three, and it’s June. I’m doing well. I need to keep reading the ones I already own, though. The little free libraries in my neighborhood are dangerous for my bookshelf.

Using my calendar for scheduling writing has been going well. I write about 1,000 words a day, broken up into 500 at the office and 500 in the evening when I’m home. It helps to break it up like that so I don’t ever feel stuck. It gives me time to think about things and plan it out, instead of feeling like I need to get it right then and there. I breeze through 500 words easily, and I calculated things out — if I keep writing at my current pace, I should be finished with this draft at the end of September. Just have to avoid skipping writing time because I feel tired and would rather watch TV.

TV can always wait.

She’s got wonderful eyes and a risqué mouth.

Sara Mazariegos

Tomorrow is Juneteenth. I’m off for it for the first time since it was added as a Federal holiday. I’m excited to be off, but I also feel guilty about it. I suppose that’s the general idea. We’re meant to reflect on what this country did and continues to do to Black people. I’m going to spend the day reading and writing, and Luis and I will go have a nice dinner at a nearby Tex Mex place. I think more businesses need to give it as a holiday so it receives its full respect. I’ve noticed it’s optional a lot of the time, hence this being my first year having it off. If Luis didn’t have to work, I would’ve suggested going to a local Black-owned business for dinner, but he has to work.

The Metro has been a nightmare this week. Every day has had some kind of signal problem, some kind of track work. This morning, I was half an hour late to work because there was a track issue two stops away from the office. They made everyone get out of my train and wait for the next one. Thankfully, my coworkers were nice about it. But I was so frustrated and worried about how long it was going to take, because it was stop-and-go all morning.

It’s been pretty calm at work, though. Which isn’t the norm for Wednesday, so something crazy is probably going to happen.

Next weekend, we’re going to celebrate Luis’s mom’s birthday with yet another party. (She’s had like three parties now.) We’re going to a brewery that, for once!, has coffee and pizza instead of just having beer. I’m excited about that. Also, my parents are going to be there, which I didn’t know about until they told us on Father’s Day. We’ll see them again on the 4th of July and then again on the 22nd when we go to see Weird Al. July is going to be pretty packed.

Then there’s nothing on the schedule for August. We need to make August plans STAT. Luis’s birthday is in August, so that’ll of course be something. But a few years ago we literally went to Paris and London. This year, ehh…. we can’t do that. But I’m sure it’ll still be nice.

I’ve been doing a lot of beta reading. I currently have three I’m getting through. Some writers are definitely more patient than others. I’m a slow reader, but I also give the stories more attention than I bet a lot of other readers do. Case in point, I got some early feedback on my novel from one of them that was like, “I like the corporate rivalry.” I feel like you can say that without even reading my story; it’s in the brief description. But I don’t want to be mean. Some people are more comfortable giving feedback than others, and some people don’t want to be negative or whatever. It’s fine. I do my best to read like I’m helping the writer, because I am. I’ve volunteered my time to help them make their story better.

With that in mind, I better go keep reading.

We talk about this whole stupid world and still come out laughing (Ha!)

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The 14th is this Saturday. Luis and I always do something a little special since we first started dating—and got married—on a 14th. I wanted to come to D.C. this time and explore the redesigned Air & Space Museum. But the Mall is going to be full of people and all kinds of militaristic stuff I don’t want to be around. 😞 So we’ll save that for another time (possibly another 14th) and go get pizza and books instead.

We went with his family to another fun escape room in D.C. last weekend. My main mode when I do those things is finding all of the useful parts and giving them to others to actually solve, haha. When a room is open, I look all around for puzzle pieces, flashlights, etc that will aid in getting out of the room. I’m pretty good at doing it quickly. The other day, I opened a combination on a door flap. That felt special.

Luis and I are working on designing a Haunted Mansion escape room in our house. I’m so excited, because—as you know by now, I’m sure—The Haunted Mansion is my favorite Disney anything. He’s been asking for my input and we’ve been using a lot of our stuff to create a fun story. Last year’s Batman escape room was a real hit, so hopefully this one will be, too. Luis even creates videos for them! One of our friends asked who made the Batman one and was amazed that he did. We could start a small business, performing home escape rooms, but it would be complicated because we’d have to go to people’s houses, like birthday clowns or magicians or something. I wonder if that’s already a thing.

Since I’m working on retooling my Nerdfighter novel, I’ve been paying more attention to similar books again. One tough thing in the whole query-writing saga is finding good comp titles. They’re supposed to not be too old or too famous, and they don’t have to be extremely similar to your plot or your characters. They’re mainly meant to have some similar themes or even just evoke similar feelings when you read them, so they give literary agents some good examples of how your book would do in the market.

I read the other day that a comp title can be older than five years as long as the author is still releasing books. I think I’m going to hold the internet to that, because I found a great comp that’s from 2021 and the author has released several books since then. The story in this one just happens to fit my novel the best.

Luis and I will be looking at books on Saturday, though, so who knows? I may come home with a brand new perfect comp title instead.

I had never seen a set of eyes more hazelerer.

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I was going to write about not giving up on story even when it starts to bore me or when I’d rather write something else. But then I got bit by the inspiration bug and spent the whole weekend awash in plotting and outlining my ideas for my retooling of my Nerdfighters-inspired novel. So my other novel is going on the back-burner. It helps that it has a strong outline. I won’t forget to finish it.

Luis is meanwhile enjoying coming up with great ideas for our next escape room at our house this Halloween. I told him I wanted to do a Haunted Mansion one, and he’s been on a roll. I’m so excited to see what he creates. We help each other with our different, but similar, creative projects. I love it. 💖

On Sunday, I sent in my It’s A Wonderful Life novel’s query letter for The Shit No One Tells You About Writing to critique. We’ll see if it catches their attention. If they don’t select it for their podcast, maybe that means it’s already good enough. I’m trying to be positive. I’m not going to rush out the queries like I did in the past. Especially because I’m still having a few beta readers look it over.

So far, a beta reader is enjoying my novel. She said it’s polished. I hope it doesn’t nosedive as she gets further into it. I feel better about that story. I think taking time with it has served me well. Hopefully I can keep bringing that energy and that attitude to my novels going forward.

I can feel the improvement, which is a reward in and of itself.

In other news, I’m still impressed by season two of The Rehearsal. I told my dad to check it out, since he’s an airplane enthusiast. He told me he watched Nathan Fielder on Jimmy Kimmel’s show, and I thought, “Nooo!” 🤣 Because it was pretty spoilery. I was surprised by how much. Anyway, that season is really good. I liked it more than the first season, and I liked the first season quite a bit too.

Until next time,

Just grab him in the biscuits.

Sara Mazariegos

Luis and I watched Pee-Wee As Himself last weekend. It turned Memorial Day weekend into a Pee-Wee fest, which was fun. It’s a cute and funny documentary, but it’s also sad. He didn’t deserve all the bad crap he was given.

One thing I noted early on is that Paul Reubens (Pee-Wee) and Shock G (Humpty Hump from Digital Underground) had a few things in common, most important of all that they were known primarily as their joke personas. I like them both a lot. I’m still sad about both of them.

It’s always nice to have a three-day weekend, but then the rest of the week ends up feeling a little weird. Yesterday was the Mondayiest Tuesday ever. A lot of it is because people come back to work and lose their minds a little bit, because they weren’t handling things on Monday so they feel behind. But thankfully it wasn’t too bad for me, and people have chilled out more now.

I’m still working my way through Judy Blume’s Fudge series of books. The first one, Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing, is such a bizarre book. It’s essentially a bunch of short, semi-connected stories, and the ending completely threw me. Now I’m reading Otherwise Known as Sheila the Great, which is the only one I’d actually heard of before. I didn’t know it was connected to Fudge and his family. I like Sheila, though she’s kinda bitchy. Maybe that’s why I like her. 🤔

We started playing this tarot mystery game called The Light in the Mist. It’s one of the nerdiest games I’ve ever played. It’s creative and cool, though. I do love a good mystery. It reminds me of this super geeky game I got when I was about ten years old. It had all of these plastic gems and you were supposed to find them around your house, and it was a lot of roleplaying, imagination stuff. I remember my friends and I looking at each other and being like, “…This is boring.”

The tarot game isn’t boring, though! It just reminded me of that game because it’s also very fanciful and relies on a significant amount of thinking outside of the box. It has a plot and things to follow, though. It’s not just a bunch of plastic and you’re on your own.

Speaking of plot and imagination, my writing is going well. I’m doing a good job of thinking about the next story I want to work on without disrupting the one I’m currently working on. I like both of them, and they both tell a story I’m interested in telling. I also finished editing my It’s A Wonderful Life story according to Luis’s notes, so after I read it through to make sure things make sense, I’m going to share it with some beta readers, who hopefully won’t rip it to shreds.

Until next time,

Oh, Superman, where are you now when everything’s gone wrong somehow?

Sara Mazariegos

It may just be because I’ve been thrown a few curveballs lately, but time has been going by weirdly for me this year. I both can’t believe we’re already in the middle of May, and I’m also surprised the year is going slowly. It feels like we went to Disneyland last year, but it was only three months ago! Hopefully things will feel more normal soon, now that things have settled. *knocks on wood*

All of the movie remakes annoy me, generally, but I feel like the only person who’s not awed by the new-old Lilo & Stitch and How to Train Your Dragon. The animation of Stitch and Toothless is cute, but that’s because they’re just CGI versions of the already cute, animated originals. Why bother making these remakes? The originals are better. Just show your kids the originals.

Also, they did Pleakley dirty.

It amuses me that Google red-underlines Pleakley and I get shocked by it. It’s a made up name, self.

“That’s not a real name… in Iceland. But here it’s a good name!”

Sometimes I think about how many franchises there are. There are too many for any one person to be interested in all of them. But at the same time, there are quite a few I’m not into and it feels like everyone else is. Like Bridgerton. Or The Fast & The Furious. I have no problem with people liking them, but I have zero interest. It feels, to me, a little bit like how everyone has their own lives and you don’t really see how they are or what they’re doing, but you know they’re out there living them anyway.

There are exceptions. Obviously I’m not interested in Harry Potter anymore, and it gives me the ick when I see people who are. I was also never one of those people who made HP my life, though. But that’s a different issue. Vin Diesel’s not a transphobe, that I know of. He just makes movies I don’t care about.

My writing is going well, and I’m having a lot of fun with it. I realized I’ve been setting a lot of self-imposed deadlines which made things more stressful than they need to be, especially since I don’t have an agent or a publisher waiting for a draft or anything like that (yet.) I edit one novel about half an hour each day, and I write another novel for a half hour each day while I’m at work. It allows me to devote some time to each of them every day without feeling pressure to write for hours and have it done by a specific time. My goal is to get my It’s A Wonderful Life-inspired novel ready for beta readers by next month. But we’ll see. I’m going easy on myself.

I started getting some further inspiration for another rewrite project, so I’m planning to work on the plot development for that as well. I’ll probably actually start writing that new draft the beginning of next year.

Loosey-goosey is my new mantra.

Lay a whisper on my pillow.

Sara Mazariegos

It’s been a rainier May than usual. What happened to “April showers bring May flowers?” Now it’s more like, “April showers bring more showers.”

The weather forecasts have become less reliable, too, which makes it worse. I’m about to start bringing an umbrella to work every day just in case. This is no doubt caused by the government’s slew of unnecessary changes and upheavals. Don’t even get me started on the USPS.

Anyway, this blog isn’t about that stuff.

I’m reading Superfudge on the Metro ride home from work each day. It’s cute, and not what I expected. I didn’t realize Fudge is the main character’s (annoying) little brother. I’m also beta reading someone’s Halloween novel, because it intrigued me. It’s nice to beta read for other people even when I’m not doing a critique exchange, especially if the novel appeals to me.

We’ve started watching The Rehearsal and Taskmaster again because they’re back! This season of The Rehearsal has a really interesting, and kind of heartbreaking, theme about pilots being lonely and unable to speak to each other at pivotal moments… or at all. Nathan Fielder is a weirdo, but he makes some actually good points. It’s not all just silly. Though the episode about Sully was the weirdest thing I’ve ever seen.

I already love everyone in this new series of Taskmaster, but I think I most want to see Mathew Baynton win. He’s so cute on Ghosts.* He’s doing a good job of balancing being funny with being good at the tasks. And his backwards song was tcefrep.

My writing is going well. I’ve taken to writing my time travel novel at the office, during my nice, longer lunch breaks. I used to only have half an hour for lunch, but now I get an hour. It doesn’t take me an hour to eat a sandwich. It’s easier for me to let loose and just write around lunchtime. I feel less pressure for the words to come out perfectly the first time. Writing during work hours is helping me chisel away at it each day, and it also frees up time for me to edit my It’s A Wonderful Life-inspired novel during the evenings. My goal is to finish editing and then share it with a few beta readers before sending the query to be critiqued by The Shit No One Tells You About Writing. Which they will then probably ignore, but y’know. There’s no harm in trying.

* The original, better Ghosts from England.

Time on my hands could be time spent with you.

Sara Mazariegos

The other morning, I was shocked to come upon a crow flying away from a bunch of angry, upset sparrows. The crow had a sparrow in its beak, and feathers were flying everywhere. I suppose the crow decided to eat a fledgeling. I had no idea crows were interested in eating living things, let alone other birds! I still like them, though I feel bad for that poor sparrow and their family.

Scenes from my commute last week:

There was a man on the bus listening to a Star Wars novel, without headphones, so all of us got to hear a conversation between Luke and Obi Wan at 7:30 in the morning. I was more amused than I usually am about when people don’t wear headphones/earbuds, probably because it wasn’t loud music.

Another time on the bus, there was a guy holding a thick, brown rolled cigarette that smelled more like a cigar. He was holding it for the most part, but he did put it in his mouth a few times. He thought he was sly. Thankfully I haven’t seen him again. I might have to give him a dirty look if I do. Smoking is gross, and it’s rude to do so on public transit where people can’t get away from it.

And then, of course, there were the preppy college boys (probably freshmen) who were loudly talking on the Metro, joking about the Real ID poster and how they could steal the example person’s identity. They talked about school stuff, but I tuned them out after a while because I was tired and it was eight in the morning. They acted like their dads knew people at their school, which explained a few things.

Who knows what kind of people I’ll see the rest of this week? In the morning, I mostly try to rest since it’s so early, but on the Metro after work, I get reading done. Yesterday I finished reading Mona At Sea, which is a book I got as a comp for my Nerdfighters novel that I have not given up on. Today, I’m going to read Superfudge by Judy Blume as a palate-cleanser. I don’t think I’ve ever read it, but it’s a classic.

The time to read is nice, I just wish I had more time to spend with Luis. It’s only about an hour later when I arrive home, but that hour used to be a nice little hour for us to relax together after work. We get straight to chores and cooking dinner as soon as I get home now. Is it silly to miss having time to be lazy?

He’s helping me edit my It’s A Wonderful Life-inspired novel, which is so nice. He makes me think about things in ways I didn’t previously consider. That’s what a good alpha reader should do. Most alpha readers don’t then cuddle on the couch and watch TV with me, though. He’s the Superior Reader.

My writing is going well. I’m sitting pretty at 20,000 words as of today. I’m taking my time and it feels good. I keep thinking I should use Pacemaker to keep track of my writing goals, but I’ve been using my Google Calendar to keep me on track and so far I’m doing well. My motivation is just… writing every day makes me feel good and if I skip a day, I feel guilty. I don’t need a special website for that. (No offense to Pacemaker, though. It is very helpful in the right instances.)

Can a website take offense?

    The Rolling truck Stones thing.

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    I see a lot of interesting things on my commute, as one of my followers predicted. A lot of people get off at my Metro stop, so I end up trudging to my office in a Walking Deadesque crowd of sleepy people. There are loose tiles on the sidewalks, so every so often someone will trip a little and cause this sound like a ceramic plate being flipped on a table. That helps keep everyone on their toes. The restaurant downstairs has a cleaner who’s always out hosing down the sidewalk, but he’s careful to point the water away from passersby. I still always worry about getting accidentally sprayed, though.

    I think of Belle seeing the same folks every morning. “The same old bread and rolls to sell…” It’s become kind of nice, especially because it’s the calm before the craziness at work. Work’s not even generally that crazy. I’ve been answering many phone calls and chats, though. That’s been a new experience for me, but it’s not super challenging, as long as I answer and I’m polite.

    And the commute home is a nice little break for reading. I’m always eager to get home and be with Luis and our cats, but since I have the time, why not enjoy a good book*?

    Boo successfully had her surgery yesterday, so I was extra anxious to get home and spend time with her. We received so many generous donations and a grant from a local organization that helps families with pets who have cancer. We were more than covered, and I’m so grateful. 🥲


    She’s been so hyper after the anesthesia. Hopefully this evening she’ll be better able to relax, thanks to her pain meds and chill meds. She gets the entire guest room to herself, and Luis has been keeping her in his office with him while he works, set up with a bed and her own chair if she wants it. She’s very spoiled.

    In writing news, things are still plugging along at 500 words a day. A big moment is about to happen in my draft, so that’s exciting. I’ve been thinking about it a lot, but I wrote the beginning first, since my brain is sequential and writing out of order might just confuse me. Luis is nearly done alpha reading my It’s A Wonderful Life-inspired novel, so soon I will be making edits on that before sending it off to beta readers. I’m liking this whole Stop Pressuring Myself mode of tackling my writing projects. I only hope I won’t get to December and think I could’ve written more.

    * Or a bad book, if that’s where I find myself at times.

    I’m trying for no one else but me.

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    My new job has been stressful, mainly because I’m getting used to my new schedule and the new things I have to do. It’s a lot of customer service stuff (answering live chats, phone inquiries, and emails) that I haven’t had to do before. But I’m getting used to the structure of how my days will go and I’m asking for help less often. I still hate answering the phone, but maybe that will dissipate with this job, since I’m supposed to answer the phone at least a few times each day. The manager told me it’s okay to tell clients I don’t know something and just take down their info to get it to them in an email, which is a relief.

    I’m working on embracing my longer commute. I read a book on the Metro ride home, which is nice. Each block I walk from the office to the Metro station — two, it’s only two blocks — feels like it takes a century to get past. It feels like being in New York, except everything’s wider and it’s less busy. So it’s not like New York at all.

    There was a duck standing in the middle of the sidewalk yesterday. Just chilling. She stared back at me when I looked at her as if it was the most normal thing she could be doing with her life.

    Two weekends ago (time is crazy right now) we went to our friends’ wedding in Frederick, Maryland. I’d never been there before. It’s a cute little Civil War-y town with tons of independently-owned businesses. Besides the wedding, which was very fun and cute and good to see old friends, we went to the Museum of Civil War Medicine and Mount Olivet Cemetery, which has Francis Scott Key’s grave and memorial. I’m glad we finally went to this little historic town after living in Maryland all these years. Thanks for getting married there, Emily and Ashley. 😊

    Boo’s surgery has officially been scheduled for next Tuesday. We opened a GoFundMe and received a bunch of kind donations to help us cover the crazy-high costs of it. She’s going to be cute with only one ear and no tail, but it’s going to be an adjustment, too. I think she’ll be fine with it after she heals. We’ll be the ones who are emotional about it for a bit. We received a generous grant from a volunteer organization, so some of her surgery will also be covered by them. She’s getting so much attention lately. She’s got a lot of fans and well-wishers.

    My writing is going well, amidst all of these changes and new experiences. I keep reaching the next 500 words with no trouble, and I’ve come up with some fun plot ideas that tie things together. Just have to remember to actually use them. Does that ever happen to you? You think of a great idea (or even a good idea) and then you forget about it so you never use it? I wish I had a note-taking machine in my brain that transcribed my thoughts and ideas for later.

    The other day, I was taking notes and I gave my thumb an annoying wound that’s finally healing. I used to write by hand all the time. I don’t miss it, if it’s going to hurt.