So it’s the first Wednesday of the month and that means IWSG Day and I completely forgot due to … I really don’t have a good excuse, except I’ve been busy. Writing-wise, I’ve been doing a lot of editing and backstory. Among other hopefully more productive things, I dug the first novel I ever wrote out of the trashbin of history and have been giving it a look over.
One of the things that strikes me is that when I first started writing I had much less skill but a lot more energy. I spent a lot of time working on details and a lot of energy taking chances, writing the kind of story I know better(?) than to take on now. It’s been an interesting experience.
So that’s what I have to say this month. Have you ever dug an old piece of writing out of the past? Has it ever made you see how you’ve grown (or at least changed…) as a writer?
Hope everyone has a great September!
Due to a family emergency, this past month has been kind of crazy. While we were out at lunch at a place I normally don’t go to, after leaving the hospital – again – me and my family member both got cute story cubes as part of our Kid’s Meals.
Then, an adorable little girl came up to us and explained how it works in this way kids have of wanting to make sure everyone in the world gets to share their fun. Basically, you roll the cube and whatever side lands up, you make up a story based on the picture. Then another person (or yourself if you’re alone!) rolls and adds to the story.
So we took turns and built a really lame, really funny story.
It made me think about all of these inspiration games I sometimes play as a writer – like using prompts for inspiration. It isn’t just writers either, apparently. People love telling stories. Stories are awesome. They can bring some light into a dark time, and they can bring people together. And that’s all I have to say right now. Emotionally and in all ways I’m totally wrung out, but I do want to say that Stories Are Great!
What do you think?
It’s the first Wednesday of the month and that means <drum roll> IWSG Day!
This month’s optional question is: which is harder to come up with, a book title or the name of a character? To me, the obvious answer is
Title of course.
Don’t get me wrong. Character names can be tricky. I once changed a character name to be more authentic, despite feeling as if “she” wanted to be called another name. I firmly believe in accepting what my characters say to me, except when I don’t.
Titles on the other hand…. Yikes. One thing I learned from non-fiction copywriting: sometimes you need to start at the end. Sometimes, it’s best to put off the title or intro paragraph until you know what the story is “really all about.” I don’t always know what I’m going to say until I’m done saying it.
Titles are tricky. Characters can change, and characters don’t always have to match their names. But titles are forever.
What do you think, fellow writers? Which is harder to write? Do names just come naturally to you? I wish they just came naturally for me!
It’s the first Wednesday in May and so far what a month it is. Due to the weird weather we’ve been having in the Northeastern United States, I keep having these dreams lately that we have snow in May – and I mean a lot of snow. Last night, I dreamed we were having a blizzard and I had to cancel plans because of it. That said, in reality, the weather has been great, finally getting a warm. For now….
This month’s optional IWSG question asks whether we write better in springtime. And absolutely! Actually, I do a lot of things a lot better in springtime, like spring cleaning, long leisurely walks, occasionally yard work. This year feels different though. Trees are finally starting to grow leaves but it’s taking them a while.
This spring feels, in a way, more so – because it’s been such a long time coming, and now I’m so glad it’s finally here. I hope. For real this time. (It may still start snowing again….)
How about you? Is it spring where you are? Does spring make you feel inspired?
What’s black and white and red all over?
That’s right: me.
Note to self. Do not fall asleep where little sister can get to you.
Further note to self. Two words: permanent marker.
Correction, make that three words: permanent, marker, and revenge.
This is my last post for the A-Z Challenge! Hope everyone has had a great April. I really need to go visit other blogs now. Already got to read some fun stuff.
Happy May (almost!)
Knife slices through butter with effortless grace.
Scents of garlic and thyme rise from the oven
Like teasing fingers, promising better to come.
I watch unnoticed in a corner until,
“If you’re going to stand there, you can help.”
I shake my head but come anyway,
As if pulled by invisible rope.
If I help cook, I can help taste test too, right?
You smile knowing exactly what I’m thinking.
(You always do.)
“Chop these up,” you say.
“Your wish is my command.”
“I know. That’s why you married me.”
“Because….” I grab a knife. “I could never resist.”
Fire ripped through the quiet night,
An explosion that seared trees and rocks and
Everything round for miles.
Then liquid fire lapped its slow way
Over the valley,
Easing its way down into the ocean.
In the midst of this turmoil,
A single fragment survived,
Stone stronger than stone,
The memory of the village that once lived.
Now birds and beasts make their home
In the fertile ground left behind in destruction’s wake.
Perhaps one day some ingenious, determined scientist will find
The memory of who we once were
In the ashes.
X post for the A-Z Challenge.