When you sit down to write, you’re producing something physical from ideas that are entirely intangible. It’s critical to take the time to get every important detail onto the page.
I’m fairly certain my Internet searches over the weekend landed me squarely on the NSA watch list.
My manuscript for Release currently stands at just under 21000 words. That’s an impressive number, but the fact is… it’s only 1/4 of the way to “novel” length. I know my story arc. I know the character’s goals and challenges. I know what they’re up against, and I know why. I can see the entire… Continue reading The Sophomore Slump
…f I talk to you about my characters like they are living, breathing people with heartbeats, addresses and drawers full of underwear, it’s because to me, they are.
Listen to the wind blow Down comes the night Running in the shadows Damn your love, damn your lies Break the silence Damn the dark, damn the light And if you don’t love me now You will never love me again I can still hear you saying You would never break the chain – Fleetwood… Continue reading Day 18 – Down Comes the Night
I’m a habitual editor. I admit this. Like… probably AA style…. “Hello. My name is Shanan, and I’m an editor.” I pick every nit off ever word. I examine it up close and determine if it’s going to sprout a louse or a lion. My editing microscope reaches far and deep. I’m ridiculously critical of… Continue reading Day 14 – Editing
First, some gratuitous self-promotion. LOOK TO YOUR RIGHT! See that link there? Where it says RISING is Coming Soon? It’s a sign-up for for publication information on Rising: Book One of the Adept Cycle. SignUpNow! 😀 Now, back to your regularly scheduled blog post…. I’m going to put this out there right up front: Most… Continue reading Day 10 – Research and Tools
Today’s prompt deals with writer’s block. Do I have it? How do I deal with it? Are there any fool-proof cures? … Are you suffering from Writer’s Block? Try BlockAway! It works like magic! Just walk a block away from your writing, punch a rainbow, come back, sit down and stare at your screen until droplets… Continue reading Day 7 – The Universe Has a Name, And That Name… Is Irony
That twenty-four hour time limit every day is a bitch. It’s the one thing in life we cannot change. No matter how hard we try, there’s no stopping the clock. I can’t wiggle my nose and pause everything around me. Though, thinking about it now, had I control of genie from a lamp, I know exactly… Continue reading Day 6 – Stealing Time
A while back, I detailed my coming-of-age in terms of realizing and owning the fact that I am a writer. Fitting writing into my life is difficult at best. On days like today, where my synapses are firing solely on caffeine power — and I’m sitting at work wondering how I’m going to accomplish anything… Continue reading Day 2 – I Am