For some folk, writing by the seat of their pants is the only way to fly (The Great and Powerful Stephen King, for example). On the other hand, when I try to fly without a plan, I end up crashing into the side of a mountain. Now, if I’m taking a short trip (flash fiction or short story) I can cruise along just fine. Sure, I might revise a dozen times or so but I can get to the destination without the screaming and flaming debris. For a novel length trip, however, a plan is a must.
Of course, because I have a very thick skull, that’s taken a long time to sink in. Even now, though I lean more towards the plotting end of the spectrum, I’m more a hybrid of plotter and pantser than pure plotter. A plantser, if you will. Or maybe a plotser. Continue reading “The Truth About Your Novel”→
Last week, we talked about how giving up can be a good thing. But giving up doesn’t always mean giving up. What we must give up is anything that holds us back. What we must never give up is our authentic passion.
Of course, the sticky question can be just what exactly that authentic passion is…because we’re not always clear on that ourselves.
Anyone who embarks on a path that strays outside the norm for those around them (and, indeed, themselves), is likely to encounter a lot of dream-killing action. That action can come from the outside, in the form of subtle and not-so-subtle comments from friends, family (heck, even total strangers *shrug*). Sometimes, the most insidious dream-killing comes from the inside, from our inner critic (who might be the internalized representations Continue reading “Not Giving Up, Even When You’re Giving Up”→
Another Wednesday, another writing challenge. Once again (maybe because it’s fun and maybe because I’m a little bit lazy), I’ve combined two writing challenges. It was a wee bit trickier for me this time because I blended Cafe Muravyets 50-word story challenge with the Inspiration Monday challenge over at Be Kind Rewrite. 50-words doesn’t leave a lot of room to maneuver, but I finally found came up with a story that worked. Here you are…
Some time ago, I was punished awarded with the Memetastic Blog Award. I crafted four lovely lies and one (un)remarkable truth to delight you. I am certain you all have been waiting on the edge of yours seats to discover just which is which. To spare you further agony of anticipation, I now reveal the whole truth and nothing but the truth (I’ve got my hand on my copy of Dune and everything): Continue reading “The Meme-ing of Life”→