This is my August post for the Insecure Writer’s Support Group.
I’ve had a long summer and not so much in a good way. Well, okay, mostly in a good way. Right now, though, I’m mentally stuck on the fact that my father is in the hospital – again – because he fell and couldn’t get up. I’m hesitant to write about this, actually. It’s a moral decision that has almost nothing to do with writing, but I’m not sure what to do in this situation, and my brain is finding it hard to think about anything else for very long. They’re saying he cannot live alone, and all he wants is to be independent.
Meanwhile, I just got a new job, and I love my job, and I just got more hours at my job working for the library. Meanwhile, it’s exhausting dealing life right now, and my daily writing practice helps. It helps a lot in fact. Sometimes I feel like writing is the only thing helping me edge toward some semblance of sanity.
And that’s all I have the emotional energy to share right now. Trudging along day by day, continuing my daily writing practice, almost entirely journaling the past week or so. Hope everyone has had a great summer. Fall is coming soon!
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When they found her, she wore a white wedding dress, the last remains of a memory. Amanda McKinnon, age 90, used to give out candy to all the kids in the neighborhood. In exchange, all she ever asked was polite conversation and company.
Then, the police came to politely tell her she had to stop. There had been complaints. She donated the remaining sweets to charity and died in her sleep two days later. Concerned neighbors found her a week after that.
Her passing, some said, was the end of an age, a time when people could (afford to) be more trusting.
This story is partly based on an old person I knew IRL who used to give out candy to kids in the neighborhood. Part of me always wondered why they would exchange something so valuable (candy) in for something silly – looking at old pictures and listening to stories. The parents in the neighborhood knew about it and as long as we didn’t take advantage of this person, they were like fine – but not too much candy! I wonder sometimes if this would be allowed these days.
Nostalgia! Such a funny thing.
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Today is the first Wednesday of the month, and that means IWSG Day! It’s a chance for writers to talk about our insecurities, triumphs, and momentary hurdles on the way to triumph.
This month, the main thing going on in my life is that I’ve finally broken down and very quickly (it all happened so fast I’m still like … how did this happen?) gotten a part-time job – working at a library, so this is probably my ideal job like ever. Seriously, I’m thinking of what job could be better and my brain thinks – bookstore? – but no, then I’d have to *sell* books, which is not as good for my emotional state. So, I’m good here.
Writing wise, I’m working on this crazy project right now, so involved, so little hope of success that I suspect it’s at least 50% of the reason I decided to take a job that does not involve sitting in front of a computer all day. Typing. There’s only so much my eyes and fingers can take. But, I love it. But, writing can be exhausting at times.
Hope you have a great June! Happy writing – and reading.
May 1st happens to be on a Wednesday this year, so that means it’s IWSG Day AND May Day at the same time.
I’m a writer, so language fascinates me – and I get easily sidetracked by it. May Day is one of those funny language things where two words have so many different meanings depending on context. May Day is also International Workers Day, a day to celebrate the working people of the world. It’s also the day we celebrate spring. After a crazy winter here in the Northeastern United States, we finally have flowers! (And weeds – lots of flowering weeds. Not sure I feel about those….)
Mayday is also a phrase that means “help me” in French, and Mayday Mayday Mayday is the way ships let people know they’re in serious trouble over the radio, where transmissions can get staticky, so they need quick call signs.
This Spring, I’m feeling a little all of the above. I’m really glad spring is here, but I’m also kind of finding it hard to stay motivated to write. But, I’m sticking in there. Sort of. Some days more than others.
Hope you have a great May wherever you are!
April 3 question: If you could use a wish to help you write just ONE scene/chapter of your book, which one would it be?
It’s IWSG Day and that means time to share another milepost along the writing journey. What part of my book would I like to be able to write via magic wish?
Is all of it an option? In all seriousness, it’s always amazed me how often my ideas sound so good in my head but not in writing. If I had a magic genie and were going to use just one wish, I’d say something like – please Genie just write the First Chapter for me. After that, I can do the rest.
Now I’m wondering, does it count as plagiarism if you steal from magic writing? I’m picturing an awkward conversation with Copyscape about this. Like, dear Copyscape I think my genie has been helping multiple writers, because that should be all original.
Here’s a life hack I picked up from the well-written opening scene of Dead Witch Watching, one of my favorite urban fantasy novels. If you’re going to make magic wishes, your first wish should always be … to not get caught. Think it through!
It’s the first Wednesday of the month and that means Insecure Writer’s Support Group time!
Optional March 6 question – Whose perspective do you like to write from best, the hero (protagonist) or the villain (antagonist)? And why?
This is a really good question for me this month. I’ve been working on back story for an epic fantasy novel. I’ve been meeting an interesting range of characters, thinking about who interests me and why.
I like the kind of heroes who I probably wouldn’t want to live next door to because they have some serious attitude problems and/or they attract chaos like a magnet. And I like the kind of villains where – after a while – you think, what they’re doing is wrong, but they have a point.
In that sense, I guess the boundaries aren’t all that clear. For example, the main antagonist in the novel may not actually be the main antagonist – and she might have good reasons for doing the evil, definitely destructive things she does. Then again, maybe not. Regardless, beating her may not be the end of my protagonist’s problems after all.
I like writing both in different ways. I love writing (and reading!) vicariously, crazy stories about good and bad guys who would do things I would never dream of doing – well maybe *dream* but never do.
What about you? What kind of characters do you like to read – and write about?
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“That’s not even scary,” Nicky said, leaning back away from the crackling campfire. Tall and thin, he wore his lanky hair in a bun.
“There’s no such thing as werewolves,” Amanda agreed. Comfy in t-shirt and jeans, she had decent meat on her bones..
From their places across the campfire, Rebekah cast her mate Lyon a knowing glance.
“Just in case, we should stick close to the fire,” he said, implying the group would be safer there.
Rebekah knew the truth, though. Soon, the full moon would rise, and Lyon preferred his meals preheated.
This is my submission for Friday Fictioneers, where every week intrepid adventurers set out to create 100-word flash fiction. Some of it perhaps not so fictional after all….