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Pull Myself Together

September 6, 2014

So here I am wallowing in self-pity when I really shouldn’t be.  There are worse things.  I know that.  One of the worse things that can happen to a writer is to lose files.  Well, to have unretrievable files, the file title is right there in my face. I was just feeling more creative than… Read More ›

Amazon vs Hachette

I don’t know. I find it hard to side with a publisher like Hachette. Years ago, I imagined publishers with their arms folded sitting 100 feet high on a pedestal, with agents sitting 50 feet high, both behind a 40 inch thick steel door kept locked by a 12 inch steel cylinder. I would stand… Read More ›

Finally, My Main Character IS Somebody!

What a relief!  I finally like my main character.  No, I love my main character.   Before, through pages and pages of drafts, I hated her.  She was pathetic.  Writing her stuff (half the main story)  was extremely difficult.  I could not understand why I couldn’t proceed, why my scenes seemed unaccomplished, then I realized my… Read More ›

What scares you?

Pardon me, I know it’s not Halloween, but if a few of you would indulge me on this topic I appreciate it. I’m in the process of writing a novel that’s to have paranormal and horror elements.   In crafting my story, I noticed I’m leaving out the horror aspect.  Probably because I’m way out of… Read More ›

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Originally posted on corngoblin:
It hangs, large and imposing, overseeing the crops and fields below.  In the distance, a demented cackle echoes across the twilight, flitting over the gently rolling hills on the wings of a raven.  See how it circles; upwards, ever upwards, and outwards, too, but never down.  Feel the chill tiptoe down…

Writer's Block??? I never thought that would apply to me.

My Poor Characters

So, as instructed by writing experts,  I have developed my characters.  Did it about 2 years ago.  So for awhile now, my characters have been waiting on me.   They each have a name, a family, issues in their past, likes, dislikes, personality traits, goals/aspirations.  They each come with an elaborate backstory (which I’ll have to weave in) as they… Read More ›

Writing Woes

Hi, Over the past few weeks, I have felt that my writing is nothing more than a chore.  What an awful feeling to have.  My beloved story, that I long to unravel from the creative crevices in my brain and transcribe into a novel people would hopefully embrace some day has become an amalgam of … Read More ›

Ready to Get Rolling Again! Yea! Draft 2

Hi Folks,   Loyal Folks! I’m a new person.  Born anew.  After I had gotten rejected (my first and only one), I had become unplugged.  I have been “lost” for weeks.  Directionless.  My mind had been wandering aimlessly, not knowing what direction to take my story into.  My story I’m so in love with.   This story… Read More ›

Outline? What to Write. I Don’t Know

I’m lost.  I don’t know what to write.  How do I want my story to begin? Do you know how many times  I wrote and rewrote and REWROTE and REWROTE that beginning on the 1st draft?  There’s no number for it.  How about that?  That’s how many times. Anyway, to start from scratch, I don’t… Read More ›

Okay, So I’m Not a Writer

So, I have accepted the realization that I’m not a writer.  Not in the sense that I want to be considered.  I mean, anyone can write a story.    But to write a story or novel that intrigues many, is to be a WRITER.  I want to be a WRITER. I am more of a … Read More ›

My Tweets (it ain’t much)

Writing Goals

My First Completed EbookNovember 11th, 2013
I will put my first Ebook on Amazon

The Background: Swamp Scene in Avoyelles Parish

The scene is a swamp in Louisiana, my home state. It is also the setting of my beloved story that I will finish one day, even if I have to take it up to Heaven in a folder with a pen. God would say, "you're still carrying around that thing?" I would nod my head and give him a humble blink, my pen and paper in hand. He would then ask, "so how are you going to get it to your audience when you're done?" I would gulp and give him another humble blink. Then I'd look down at my work and a grin would grow on my face . . . (you won't get it until after you read my book, once I do finish it. . .)