I am committing myself to a couple of BlogFests, basically to get myself writing new material and to get away from the habit of writing fan-fiction and the same story, over and over. I often want to write something new but I can’t get my usual characters out of my brain and the piece devolves into the same old thing I’ve written before. I want to keep improving and expanding what I can write and to be able to shoot something out without it turning into 53 chapters. A couple of fests that I’ve signed up for (more to be added): May 1st- 50 Followers Baking Blogfest, hosted by Charity Bradford Write a scene where your MC bakes something, anything, good, bad, yummy, burned, anything. Have fun with it, and post it on your blog on May 1st. Bake in space, for a first date, as a cave man/woman, I don’t care. Find a way to incorporate a cooking scene into your wip. ★ May 16th- Flirt Fest Blogfest, hosted by Critique_This_WIP On Sunday, May 16, 2010 post your favorite flirty scene, either from one of your WIPs, or a brand new one you’ve written just for this blogfest. It can range anywhere from sweet to hot, and any genre is fair game…you don’t have to be a romance writer to participate! ★ May 18th- The “Let’s Talk” Blogfest, hosted by Roni Griffin On Tuesday May 18, post a short excerpt on your blog of your most sparkly dialogue scene (no, I’m not talking about Edward Cullen). It can be anything dialogue-heavy–a laid-back chat, an all out argument, a flirty conversation, two friends ribbing each other–whatever. The options are endless. Still looking through the list… basically if an idea doesn’t come to me as I am reading the description, I am skipping it. I can’t really ‘make’ myself do these things. I have to be inspired. So far, I am inspired! I’ve already written my Flirt Fest entry and it is being read and critiqued. I’ll […]
Monthly Archives: April 2010
I feel like I haven’t written anything new in a long time. Probably because it’s true. I’m not talking novel length. Something short. A writing exercise. Or something. I’ve still only got that one story published, but THANK YOU to that benefactor that sent me the hugelongawesome list of places to submit my work! Now all I have to do is write something! I’ve been following Courtney Reese for a couple of weeks now (uhm fellow Criminal Minds fan, HELLO match made in heaven) and she posted a GINOURMOUS list of blogfests going on… basically where someone issues a challenge to write along a specific topic and then submit their entry. Fun, and it makes people write. I may join one. Or several. For example, the new writer’s blog Critique_This_WIP has a FlirtFest going on, where the task is to write a flirt scene. How FUN. I don’t have a firm idea right now, but I’m sort of inspired by Pride & Prejudice (it’s about time to watch that movie again) and the scene between Darcy and Eizabeth Bennet, where they are dancing, though Darcy proclaims to not dance, and they’re having a particularly high brow yet very flirtatious exchange. They just don’t realize that they’re flirting. I have completed a very loose outline of the remaining story in All I Wanna Do. I am encouraged by the fact that I know how it ends. I’m not writing into oblivion. I am trying to think of places where I could skip story– it just doesn’t seem to work. The end is very climactic and everything that’s been talked about in the story thus far is important to the emotion of the ending. I want to be lazy, but I also want the ending to make an impact. So I have to write. SIGH. And I cant just write ‘okay this happened and then that happened’ and have a bunch of lame flashbacks. Unfortunately. It’s not a novel but I like it to […]
More fanfiction updates. WEEEE! This story is coming along, albeit slowly. Ch 43 is up at my archive and also the NFiction archive. The title of the chapter (You Are the Words, I Am the Tune) will have Neil Diamond replaying through my brain for about a week Can’t you just hear Neil singing? Song she sang to me Song she brang to me Words that rang in me Rhyme that sprang from me Warmed the night And what was right Became me You are the sun I am the moon You are the words I am the tune Play me Last week, I had some “genius” idea to incorporate a drving game into my next chapter. Mainly because my characters are on a road trip and there’s really no way to make driving interesting. It’s 99% dialog. What do people talk about, on road trips? Stuff. Stupid stuff. And they play car games to pass the time. If you’ve ever seen the show Whose Line Is It Anyway (American remake of the British version), you’ve seen this game in action. It’s call Song Titles and you basically have to have a conversation ONLY in song titles. It’s HILARIOUS. Both on TV and in my story. I thought it turned out well. And it took up some story real estate. It also provided a point to keep coming back to. Past the actual game, my male main character would shout out song titles where appropriate in later conversations. This is one of the most amazing things about writing… I’ve never said I’m writing a classic, here. I mean, it’s fan fiction, a glorified celebrity fantasy and so in and of itself not realistic or anything. But it’s my practice, and I really enjoy it. My favorite part of writing is when I am type type typing away and something just… happens. It’s like my fingers know the story and I am just watching it play out. At some point in […]
Last week I was craving the feel of an actual book in my hands. For more than a year, I’ve been reading books via the Kindle App on my iPod Touch. It’s a great way to carry my Reading and To Be Read libraries around with me. I find opportunities to read at the oddest times and the oddest places. It’s nice to not have to dig a book out of my purse. Sometimes though, I just want to hold a book in my hands. I love the smell of a new book, a spine that hasn’t been cracked, pages that almost feather and the printing dust that flies out of the crevices when you fan them. I’ve been eying a few books at Indiebound and Amazon. I finally bit the bullet and picked up one I’d been wanting to read but hadn’t because of the reviews. I decided to let my own interests gauge what I read, and since A Reliable Wife is a historical novel and I like that sort of thing, I picked it up. It is a hefty 291 pages. I am nearly halfway through. Goolrick spins an interesting yarn. His description of the yarn, however, goes on and on and on. One of the issues I have with so many writers is the overdose of imagery and detail. Perhaps it is my short span of attention, but I find myself skipping half a page here, a full page or two there, of just description. I’m one who believes that setting is another character in a story, and you must give readers an accurate representation of what’s happening around your characters, what’s happening in between your dialog. I made a note this morning, in my Goodreads status update that I felt this book could be half as long and just as good. The attention to detail is amazing and yet, to me, slightly overdone. The story itself is riveting so far! Ralph Truitt is a man […]
This is the first book I read by Rebecca Miller, though I have to admit I read it because she was a friend first. I had no idea she wrote until she plainly said, “I write.” And then I was curious. I love to read, so I read.
Perhaps it is the stigma of writers who self publish, but my expectations for this book were relatively low. I mainly wanted to read it because a friend wrote it. I ended up loving it and being impressed that someone could write a full novel that held my attention through the end, and then publish it. And then sell copies!
I know how to fix Same Time Next Week. I need to back the story up. I’ve solved my problem too early and I’ve run out of enough conflict to keep the story running. So, I need to add more ‘story’…. I always get into trouble when I get lazy and try to skip story… and bring both conflicts in the story to a more reasonable conclusion. And I need to bring my main characters back to a certain point, which will be significant to the story. Amazing. Uhm. I have no idea when I am going to dig into it and fix it. But. Yes.