Saturday, November 27, 2010

A Strange Package Arrives

I've been waiting for the promised copies of my first published article to arrive.  Every large envelope that has arrived has made me hold my breath until I can scan the return address.

Another arrived this past week but sadly was addressed to someone I did not know.  A wrong address?  But wait, my heart fluttered seeing the return address.  It was from the magazine!  Right return - wrong addressee.  Did that mean that they had published my article with the wrong name?  Oh, cruel fate.  My first article and it would not bear my name! 

Hands shaking, I tore it open, flipping to find my article.  My words were there for the world to see.  Huge sigh of name printed correctly, in bold no less.

The rest of the afternoon was spent rereading my words aloud to the dogs.  They were the only ones around to appreciate my good fortune and share in a realized dream.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Ready to Go...Almost

Back to reality.  Laundry, groceries, mail - the drudgery of ordinary life that I escaped for a week as I soaked up books and sunshine.

My brain continued to buzz with ideas for my current manuscript but I tried to quiet the humming.  Concentrating on others' writings is so important.  Seeing what works and what doesn't.  Finding phrases you love.  Looking at structure and grammar.  Noticing character details and viewpoints.  (Yes, I know these are all fragments.  My eighth grade grammar teacher would be ashamed.)

It spurs on creativity.  Now, if I could just reach the bottom of the laundry pile so I could let my fingers fly across the keyboard after drinking in all that creativity.  (Maybe a few pina coladas mingled with the creativity but I won't tell.)


Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Goodbye Cruel World

I'll be blog-free for a short while.  It's off to a beach, dig my toes in the sand and read the books I've downloaded to my heart's content.  I've already peeked at a few and can't wait to begin my vacation.

My hubby, sunshine, margaritas and good books!  Life is good.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Painting Words

After reading the latest YA novel that was recommended to me, I feel awful.  And wonderful.  And determined. 

I realized that writing is like painting.  Stay with me on this one.  First, you sketch and then add colors layer by layer to make it something beautiful.  With writing, an author throws if down and stands back to see the missing colors.  Will the reader feel and breathe the world created?

The author whose book I'm reading is a master at bringing to life the details that make a reader feel like they know the place!  The imagery is spot on.  A bridge that appears skeletal at night, the black outline in the distance.

While I was captured by the words, I also felt a moment of panic.  My latest manuscript wasn't doing that!  Deep breath, count to ten, close my eyes.  I realized that I was still sketching...the colors will come.


Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Outline S.O.S.

I've never written an outline when I'm working on a manuscript.  It's proving to be difficult.  I change it after I've written a few chapters.  I guess I'm an "organic" writer.  Things flow better when they rattle around in my brain for awhile.  Suggestions?