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Moving...
Well, it's been almost a whole year since I've posted. Time to move on which means the Tumblr account will be deleted soon and I'll be using my Instagram from now on until the official website is up. There will be a page for "Nothing written in stone" blog.
If there is anyone interested in being notified , please leave a comment.
On to 2020...
12/14/19
A week in 2019
So much for keeping up with the blog in 2018. However, in my defense the east coast went through two hurricanes in less than a week and, even though that was near the end of the year, it pretty much summed up how it felt during the WHOLE year. The good news is, this blog will be moving to its own website and there will be “Calendar” days of activity. I’m not fully prepared for the business end of becoming a published Author yet but, I’m working on it. I wish everyone who is pursuing their creative endeavours the best of luck.
1/07/2019
Wattpad and the Future...
Come to find out...I won’t be in it.
Wattpad...not the future...I’ll totally be in the future...hopefully
Read it out-loud for the class
Last week I decided to read to my husband what I had written for the prologue of what is technically the third book. It was, all things considered, a very emotional and gripping scene that I had written a couple years ago and I was very happy with it, until...
He pointed out that it was missing setting, time-frame, and overall any hint to who these characters are. I had committed one of the most easiest errors beginning writers make. We know who these characters are, what they are going through, and maybe even all their backstory but, everyone else does not.
My only defense is that, I assumed subconsciously, that since all these characters in Greek Mythology, everyone else would know who they are too.
After a day or so of brainstorming how I can fix this, the epiphany daimon smacked me in the back of the head and whispered, “Hey, why don’t you use bits from the end of Book 2 and blend it with what you already have.” Of course, the end of Book 2 was written many moons ago, and I was beginning to think it would never see the light of day. Way to go epiphany daimon.
The overall experience of reading out-loud and getting feedback or creative criticism, made me remember the school days of book reports and standing in front of a class full of kids that are waiting for you to make a fool out yourself. Who knew that one day, way later in life, it would all come full circle.
Every thing needs a date.
(I just realized that I can’t tell how far apart, thus, how things have evolved between posts. Unless there is a date tab somewhere that I’m missing.)
Damn near the middle of 2018 already. I haven’t posted here since last year.
Update:
T.O.N. is now N.O.K. - Had an epiphany one day that maybe it would be a good idea to put the Main Character in the title, instead of a Minor one. No matter how much influence her personification had on everyone.
In November of last year I reached out to the online community at Fiction University about the chaos that has become my life’s work. I’ve reached out before to others but that was in 2012 or 13 when the story started to pick up but there was soooo much of it (hahaha, it’s hard to say that now with a straight face, all things considered) that I was feeling overwhelmed (again, ahahahha...sigh). That was also back when I was so desperate that I had informed my family and friends of what I did so as to get their opinion. The lessons that I learned from that short lived adventure was many and I became a bit of a hermit.
Good news is, I feel I have grown as a writer since then, hence why I sought the help at Fantasy University.
It is now, almost to the date, 14 years since I started this endeavor. I do not want it to reach 15, unless it entails a publishing date. So, depending on how things progress from here, there are a few goals that I want to achieve that relate to the Series.
1. Keep up with my Tumblr blog.
2. Create a website for Series. (when the time is right, of course.)
3. Business Plan. (because I’m still convinced that Crowdfunding and Self-publishing is the way to go.)
There’s more, of course, but I’m pretty much just blogging this as a reminder, lol.
(04/07/2018)
Nearly two weeks in...
...and still stuck on Prolog of Prequel. This is the year that the voice deep in my soul keeps whispering that one of these stories will be finished. Just wish it was the one I need for all the others, instead of the one in between.
A Poem for a Book...
In 2013 a new “Inspirational” book came out called Wonderbook. They had a contest to win said book and I participated...
Two suits of tragedy in action Beguile blocks the Bridge of Certainty Keeping purpose from gaining traction A hollowed voice echoes through eternity Chastising for the infraction Another day gone to ignored opportunity A creation so near to satisfaction Maybe a Wonderbook filled with diversity Will lead me out of The Fortress of Distraction.
(I didn’t get chosen...come to find out it was at random. It’s now 2017, and although I have a lot of material for several novels, I have yet to finish one. Guess I haven’t quite made it out of the Fortress.)
Journal Entry
Dispite the raging headache I ended up with by 10pm, Tuesday night, I actually made some progress with T.O.N. However, it changed a lot of what I have been writing the past 2 years...which isn't anything new. Yet, for some reason my brain refuses to retain one of the most important rules of writing...Nothing Is Written In Stone!
Favorite Aurthor Quote
"The first draft is just you telling yourself the story." Sir Terry Pratchett...(I have to remind myself this every time I sit staring at the screen. Try not to get overwhelmed by the yet unknown. Let the story grow naturally.)
Before life pushes too far...
Take that extra step and get out of its reach.
It has been a while...
2017 started out harsh and hasn’t let up. Almost 6 months into it, the end is right around the corner. What the hell happened to One Day At A Time? (not the T.V show....geesh)
Anthem
In 2014 when the project began to take shape, I made "Determined" by Mudvayne my anthem for that year. Now, in 2017...it hasnt changed.
The worst thing about writing while working grave yard shift is the stop, start, stop, start. It's like a 120,000 word novel done in morse code.
If you’re a writer who ever gets disappointed about not doing enough fast enough...
Just remember that Haruki Murakami, every year thought to be in the running for a Nobel Prize for Literature, prolific writer of magical realist texts, didn’t even decide he wanted to start writing until he was 29. Neil Gaiman wrote comics prolifically, but he didn’t write his first novel (Good Omens with Terry Prachett) until he was 30.
There’s still time. Breathe. You’ll get there.
It was published when I was 29, and written when I was 28. But your point is correct. R.A. Lafferty was first published in his early 40s… There’s no ticking clock before your expiration date. There’s just the work.
Blinded by reality...
I’ve kept a Writer’s Journal (I think) since late 2012. (Could be early 2013, but to check the date I would have to dig it out of closet. I am not up to doing that at the moment, since it is 2am.) So far there is one full, and I started the second at the beginning of 2016. These journals are pretty thick and at the time I started (though, I wish I had done sooner) I had just scratched the surface of the, now huge pit, that is the story I’ve been working on non-stop since 2010.
You would think that, after 6 years, there would be more than 1 and 1/2 journals taking up space in my closet. However, if I find myself writing in it more than my notebooks dedicated to each story, then there are....issues. So far, I’ve written in it more times in the past few weeks than any time previous.
If you have a journal as well, may I advise?
Read past entries. I found a pattern in mine tonight.
Imagination.
I had written the word several times in the past three weeks. Apparently, I don’t let mine wander enough. I get caught up in research, characters, story structure, etc., etc.,.
There are times when one needs to take a step back and let their mind wander. Not just for story, or away from reality.
I believe that we have a Mind’s Eye for a purpose.
I tend to forget what mine is.
Until I feel blind.
It’s that feeling that usually snaps me out of it.
Unfortunately, the recovery time is unpredictable. And that’s a whole other feeling. Which usually subsides with lots of coffee and determination.
Oh...and “Eye Drops”...aka: A damn good book by a damn good author. Their words are soothing drops into your brain which keeps one from going *insane.
*Defined by Albert Einstein
Another year, poof...
However, this year was productive. Three more W.I.P novels came about in the series I started in 2004. Hopefully, one of these days I’ll finish one of the now, 13, novels before I can no longer hold a pen.
“Magic Writing Gazebo”
Husband: “I’m gonna build you a Magic Writing Gazebo like Neil Gaiman has.”
Me: “Oooo, that will be awesome! I can’t wait to have all my stuff organized in my own room, and a mini fridge, and maybe a couple of really good over-head lighting fixtures.”
Husband: “Oh, it won’t have electricity. Well, maybe solar power when we can afford it. I said it’s a GAZEBO. You know, not like a writing shed or anything fancy like that. Gaiman doesn’t have it fancy like that.”
Me: “Riiigghhhht. Well, take your time. I’m gonna go back to our room and cuddle up to my clutter and agonize over chapter 8 in the comfort of my crappy desk lamp while you make me some tea.” (Insert grateful, wifey smile here, while secretly wishing that my husband would understand that GAZEBO is just a romantic word for an unfinished shed that needs walls, heating, lighting and a mini fridge.)
