What does it say about a person, a writer, that they get more mileage out of typing on the fly than if they plot, plan and research? Through planning, do they become more invested in their characters and therefore, have more trouble putting them in harm's way? Or do they become selfish and just not want to share?
I have no idea. But all I know is that when I just start typing, with no story, no character, no plot in mind, I end up with a lot more words that make a heck of a lot more sense than when I plan a story.
Anyone else like that? Please, let there be someone else like that. I can't afford therapy.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
So, where have I been?
Just living life, I suppose. Enjoying the spring weather, working, hanging out with the family. You know, the kind of life I get caught up in and the people in my brain get left behind.
They're kinda mad at me now.
So, I wrote a poem. Didn't make them any happier.
Oh, well.
Y'all have fun.
They're kinda mad at me now.
So, I wrote a poem. Didn't make them any happier.
Oh, well.
Y'all have fun.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Monday again.
And it's a typical day off. I spent half of it behind the wheel of my van, ferrying (or should that be vanning?) people around. Usually, it makes for a long day.
Not today, not really, anyway. It was one of those days that makes me wish I was headed out on a cross country trip. Sunny, clear and the only idiot on the road was me.
On one of my trips, I got to see a pink church. When I say pink, I mean Princess Pink. It was so pink, it should have had a tiara wrapped around its steeple. Later, while picking my daughter up from a job interview, we drove through a neighborhood that we rarely get to see. Mind you, this neighborhood is placed between the two main roads that define downtown where I live. But going through it felt like we were in a much smaller town a whole lot farther away. Rather reminded me of my grandmother's neighborhood before Charlotte, NC grew into it.
It was, indeed a good day. And so far, the evening seems to be going well, too.
Oh, yeah, did some writing, as well. *snort* Yep. Another beginning. Right now, just working on technique, borrowing from my dreams.
Have fun, folks.
Not today, not really, anyway. It was one of those days that makes me wish I was headed out on a cross country trip. Sunny, clear and the only idiot on the road was me.
On one of my trips, I got to see a pink church. When I say pink, I mean Princess Pink. It was so pink, it should have had a tiara wrapped around its steeple. Later, while picking my daughter up from a job interview, we drove through a neighborhood that we rarely get to see. Mind you, this neighborhood is placed between the two main roads that define downtown where I live. But going through it felt like we were in a much smaller town a whole lot farther away. Rather reminded me of my grandmother's neighborhood before Charlotte, NC grew into it.
It was, indeed a good day. And so far, the evening seems to be going well, too.
Oh, yeah, did some writing, as well. *snort* Yep. Another beginning. Right now, just working on technique, borrowing from my dreams.
Have fun, folks.
Friday, April 22, 2011
It's Friday!
And payday. I tend to spend most of my paydays running around like a chicken with my head cut off. But by tonight, both the money and the headless chicken will be gone.
Spent some time talking to my husband about writing last night. I love the way he writes, but he's not so keen on it. Has anyone out there ever written something with someone else? I'd love to throw some of my characters into worlds he's created. It could be fun.
I just need to find a way to convince him to do it, without it sounding like I'm patronizing him.
His worlds are amazing, btw, creepy, but amazing.
Spent some time talking to my husband about writing last night. I love the way he writes, but he's not so keen on it. Has anyone out there ever written something with someone else? I'd love to throw some of my characters into worlds he's created. It could be fun.
I just need to find a way to convince him to do it, without it sounding like I'm patronizing him.
His worlds are amazing, btw, creepy, but amazing.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Why???
Just when I think I have an idea that would actually sell, I end up writing like a madwoman on a completely different project? It's almost as if I'm so afraid of succeeding, I just quit before I can fail.
And it's not like I'm trying to be Jane Austin or Charlotte Bronte. I just want to write mind candy. Stuff you can read when you're on a plane, or waiting for your kid at school. I don't want to make people think. I just want them to relax and have a few moments away from reality.
BTW, 300+ more words on my "exercise" from yesterday. I just love the characters.
And it's not like I'm trying to be Jane Austin or Charlotte Bronte. I just want to write mind candy. Stuff you can read when you're on a plane, or waiting for your kid at school. I don't want to make people think. I just want them to relax and have a few moments away from reality.
BTW, 300+ more words on my "exercise" from yesterday. I just love the characters.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Once upon a time.....again.
So, today, 1388 words total on an exercise. I started out with one of my favorite prompts. Young woman in the woods. So many ways to go with it. Young adult fiction, literary fiction, horror, sci-fi, and what turned out to be today's choice, fantasy. Heck, it'd even work for pr0n.
Have I mentioned I'm pretty good at beginnings?
Anyway, it got me writing today. And that's my goal, to write everyday. I may never get published, traditionally or the self route, but I will write. It's better to have the stories written down, than whirling around in my head. I used to be able to tell my kids the stories, but they've all gotten too old for that now.
Although, the grandbabies.....one's five, one's due to be born in June....my poor family. *G*
Y'all have a good one. See ya in the Rift.
Have I mentioned I'm pretty good at beginnings?
Anyway, it got me writing today. And that's my goal, to write everyday. I may never get published, traditionally or the self route, but I will write. It's better to have the stories written down, than whirling around in my head. I used to be able to tell my kids the stories, but they've all gotten too old for that now.
Although, the grandbabies.....one's five, one's due to be born in June....my poor family. *G*
Y'all have a good one. See ya in the Rift.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Today's work
Just under six hundred words in story form. It's like I have bones to the story, but the muscles and blood and guts just aren't here for the party yet. I do have notes on points I wan the story to hit. It's liking knowing the destination, but someone changed all the roads. I'll get there, it just may take some creative driving.
It's okay, it's only day two, kiddo. REMEMBER THAT! Yeah, I have trouble thinking that it should all come out perfect and pretty first time out. Silly me. This is probably another reason why I have all those great beginnings and no actual endings.
LeOhWell At least Joanna's finally been able to say something. She's a bit angry right now, so I think I'll leave her be for a moment. *G*
It's okay, it's only day two, kiddo. REMEMBER THAT! Yeah, I have trouble thinking that it should all come out perfect and pretty first time out. Silly me. This is probably another reason why I have all those great beginnings and no actual endings.
LeOhWell At least Joanna's finally been able to say something. She's a bit angry right now, so I think I'll leave her be for a moment. *G*
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