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Woe is me aka Flexing my leadership skills I am not.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
So much work, so little time.
I've been a bad girl. I haven't been writing much lately. I haven't been posting much either.
I wish I could have made my come back with some awesome, true life story to tell. I don't have one though. So I think I'll make one up.
I've actually been putting off writing a blog entry until i had something valid to write. I still don't by the way. This has made me think a lot about the future of WW. I'm a terrible blogger. I know this now. I will try to better in the future.
I will continue to post on WW. Hopefully this time I'll stick to the schedule.
Thank you!
Deviating
Friday, February 13, 2009
I know when I'm beat. Right now this blopera is kicking my butt, but I'll not give up. I've given myself a pretty reasonable deadline for the first episode, which will be next Friday. I'm back on schedule so unless something super crazy comes up I will have the blopera ready to be posted early that morning.
This isn't a scheduled post. I'll keep it short and simple. I just wanted to make that announcement.
School approaches
Monday, January 5, 2009
This is January, Florida style.
The time has come for me to return to school. I'm really excited. I've been too long sitting around the house doing nothing, well, nothing but writing.
After next semester I'll only have four more years left. Yay!
So, what have I been doing since my last post?
If you answered, "not working on your ms like you're supposed to," then you are correct. I have, however, been writing. I wrote a couple of poems and a short, short(I mean really short) story or two. I'll post them all slowly but surely at a later date. Maybe tomorrow or Friday.
Thank you and goodnight!
Free Writing and the Art of the Prompt-- Things I do when I'm supposed to be working on my short story.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Writing prompts are my new favorite thing!
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Last night I was reading the January issue of the Writer magazine, and they have an entire page devoted to writing prompts and warm-ups, I could not resist the urge to try one out.
It had been awhile since I'd used a writing prompt. The last time I used one was in my creative writing class in the 7th grade (yes, that long ago!).
So I had to finish a paragraph that began with:
The freezer door wasn't supposed to lock behind him. That wasn't part of the plan.Yeah that was how it was supposed to start. I did more than just a paragraph. I wrote 486 words. I thought that it turned out to be a pretty interesting story for something I wrote in 15 minutes so I decided to share it with y'all.
The freezer door wasn't supposed to lock behind him. That wasn't part of the plan. This was to be an in-and-out deal. Quick and consequence free. Today was just not John's day. Well, the whole week wasn't his really. The week started out with everyday, mundane disappointments. Those he could deal with easy, but what he got was just...wrong.He'd thought he caught a break midweek when that guy who owns the restaurant on the corner took pity on him and offered him a job. He soon found that it would be all down hill from that point on. Exhibit one of his sucky week is when he saw his ex-wife who was accompanied by his once best friend and their child. Last that he’d heard they'd moved and now, out of the blue, they're stalking around his usual haunts. Of course, he didn't let himself be seen, not by them at any rate.Then, he got the job offer, and he hoped his luck was turning. The universe was not up for giving breaks, not for him, it seemed. Two days into his new job, and he's stuck in a freezer. Not because he was hard at work, no, it was because he was up to nefarious deeds. He was planning to steal just enough food to get him by for the rest of the week. Never mind the fact that he worked in a restaurant and if asked the owner would probably gladly let him get a little something. I mean, he had hired him, right?Now, sitting in that freezer, John's mind wanted to give one final blow before the day was done. John hadn't taken a hit of anything since he divorced. He promised his ex that he'd stop. That was the one thing she wanted from him when she left, that he'd let go of his self-destructive ways, and be the man she knew before the clouds blocked his ascension toward his dreams. She wanted him to remember a time before he felt that his world weighted him down and anchored him to reality. This is why he took his first hit of the moonrock because when he was high he could see through those clouds to his dreams. Sure, they were unreachable, but they were there nonetheless. He didn't see his dreams within the confines of this freezer, the restaurant, or the world. He couldn't even find his dreams within himself.He was starting to feel the cold, but he didn't get up and try the door again. He didn't bam on the door and scream for help, either. It was closing time and most of the staff had already left. He knew that no one would have a reason to go to the freezer at this time, that's why he picked it for his stealing time. Instead, he sat and froze, and, right before the end, felt weightless once again.
It was not what I expected to write, but I am happy with where the story went.
Thank you, my friends, and be looking out for Episode 1 of my blopera!
Of Prologues and Prefaces
Thursday, November 27, 2008
I have recently noticed that I always start my writing with a prologue. I think I've not done it only once since I started this whole 'writing to be published' endeavor. Anyway, I was thinking to myself why I always start this way, and I think I may have the answer.
I start writing with very vague details about the main character. From those details I construct a prologue to cement the main conflict in my mind. You see, I don't do it for the reader I do it so that as I'm writing I can go back and read the prologue to make sure I'm on the right track of where the story is supposed to be headed.
Another reason, I thought of, that could be why I start with a prologue is just to have a starting point. Did that make an sense? Let me explain. Instead of writing words that come into my head I write scenes and dialogue as I see and hear them, played out like a movie, in my mind. So that prologue would sort of be the voice over during the opening credits. It just seems very off to me to start with dialogue.
Now that I've got it figured out I ask myself, since I don't do it for the reader, in the final copy, do I leave the prologue out or do I let it stay?
I just thought for fun's sake I'll post the prologue to the still untitled short story that I've been talking about forever. Here goes.
Alexandera could feel them touching her. Like spider webs across the skin. Light and eerie. There have been so many coming through Demon souls. So far, they didn’t know she could see them, feel them. She wondered if it was just her or if the mortal skin around her could feel, too. If those same mortal eyes can see them, beautiful and devastating.
Someone- something- left the gates unguarded.
Alexandera shouldn’t know these things, but her father made sure she knew what she was before he left. Half-demon, half-human. Hell on Earth. Most half-breeds don’t survive, but Alexandera’s father kept her safe. It was her father, Vigilo’s job to keep the souls in their realm, the fifth of the seven hidden worlds. Why they were out now could only mean that he was in trouble; something was letting them out. There were only two beings who knew how to take them back into the hidden worlds. Vigilo and Alexandera. She would have to find him or risk her life and the life of her mother to save Earth, the Fourth World, Realm of the Mortals.
Enjoy my friends, and have a great day!
Failed plans
Saturday, February 2, 2008
I didn't get as much done on the book as I'd planned on doing. Hopefully this week I can actually do some work on it.
I did get to do a bit of work on my characters, though. They all have personalities now.
I'll get it done. I know I will.
Off Schedule
Thursday, January 17, 2008
The spring semester has gotten me off schedule. I'm probably not going to finish the firstb draft by March, but I'm pushing for late-April.
I did resolve some of the previous troubles that I was having with particular parts, though which is good. I now know what i have to do and it's just a matter of doing it.
I'm planning on writing non-stop during this weekend. I'm shooting for atleast 20,000 words. Ambitious, yes, but it I can do it.
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