So I've recently been more diligent about reading all the blogs about writing I follow. Some are inspirational, some keep me motivated, some are just fun. Then there are the ones that I actually learn from. And sometimes that learning is PAINFUL. I don't know about you, but I HATE IT when I'm wrong. I've … Continue reading Don’t You Hate it When You’re Wrong?!
Category: The Writing Journey
Blog Entries that have to do with the day to day struggle to put words on paper — or pixels on screen.
Ideas & Opportunities
Seems like every time I get to working on the last little bit of a novel I'm writing, I come up with about a bajillion ideas for new novels. Novels that are ever so much more interesting and saleable than the novel I'm currently slaving over. I've heard from other writers that the last few … Continue reading Ideas & Opportunities
Are We There Yet?
Slowly, ever so slowly, the glacier that is my writing soul is melting. Unlike the polar ice caps, which comparatively, appear to be receding at light speed. It's taken me literally months to lure the Muse back from Bermuda (that's where She goes when She's made at me - who can blame Her?) But I'm … Continue reading Are We There Yet?
A Bomb, a Space Ship Pilot and Girl Scout Cookies
Finally. I finished the scene in the seedy hotel room. I had to use a Muse bomb. Not Holly Lisle's definition of a Muse bomb... hers is more literary and potentially more useful. No, my Muse bomb is where I can't figure out how to get the people out of the dang scene and moved … Continue reading A Bomb, a Space Ship Pilot and Girl Scout Cookies
Obituary for a Car
So I lost my Jetta this week. No, I didn't misplace her in a night of drunken debauchery -- although that probably would have been preferable. No, she was a victim of vehicular homicide. It was icy on Monday morning. Black ice. I wasn't even out of my subdivision, on my way to work, when … Continue reading Obituary for a Car
Day 2 – In Which I Am Eaten By Sharks
Well, okay, only metaphorically. Apparently, much like Amelia Earhart, my metaphorical writing plane has crashed in the inhospitable vastness of the Horrific Ocean, and I am surrounded by sharks. There's the dreaded Mak-upyourmindandwritethedamnedscene-o shark, the Great White Hope, the Hammer(another nail in your career coffin)Head, and the dreaded Bull (sh*t, that's what this scene is) … Continue reading Day 2 – In Which I Am Eaten By Sharks
Adjusting Altitude
So writing is a balancing act. Much like Icarus, I need to fly high... but not so high the sun melts the wax holding my wings together. Lately... okay, more than lately, I've barely managed to get above the treeline. Taller trees tend to knock me flat. And trust me, getting airborne again either involves a … Continue reading Adjusting Altitude
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