Okay, confession time. I like Twitter. I don't tweet often but I follow some really great people who share lots of great links, info and just general chat.
I've made several friends on Twitter and connected with other writers from all over the world.
I've gotten to know several agents, editors and publishers via Twitter.
And sure, there's often a bit of frivolous tweeting but sometimes frivolous is good.
So, today's question...Do you "Twitter" and if so, who do you follow that the rest of us should follow?
I'd recommend @KristenLambTX, @jamesscottbell, @WritersDigest, @Janet_Reid, @AdviceToWriters just to start with.
Oh, me too, of course. @JeanLauzier
Monday, May 9, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Let's Finish...
Finish what you're writing. Whatever you have to do to finish it, finish it.
Neil Gaiman
I like this quote, a lot. I don't know about you but I have started and stopped several pieces without finishing them. Good stories that deserve to be finished. Stories that readers would enjoy. But somehow, I've managed to move on to something else...and sometimes left that for something else too. I don't know how many ideas I've got jotted down and stuck in a drawer for later. Seems like later never comes for them though.
So, what do I do? I think it's time to dig 'em out and start finishing them. For example, I have this really neat idea for a romance that involves an alligator wrestler and a chocolate saleswoman. And there's the far east fantasy that needs to be finished. It's a great story. I had the first five pages critiqued by a Japanese writer a while back and she really liked it. Said it had a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon feel to it. Or maybe that YA ghost story.
What about you? Got anything you haven't finished that deserves to be finished and shared with the world?
Let's pledge together to finish one of our set aside pieces. I'll decide which one soon and let y'all know.
Oh...for those of you who need to get organized, be sure to check out Productive Flourishing. He's got some great planners specially designed for us creative folk. And if you sign up for his newsletter, he gives access to his secret lab where he has some extra special tools.
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Monday, May 2, 2011
Monday, Monday
It's a rainy Monday here and I won't complain cause in Texas we really, really need the rain. And, since it's rainy and cool outside, that makes it perfect to be inside writing.
Which kinda brings me to today's question. Do you have a plan for your writing? What I mean, a path lined out to take you where you want to go. Do you even know where you want to go? Do you have a timeline with checkpoints so you can see how you're doing?
For example, four months of this year are gone and what have you accomplished toward your writing goals? And what do you need to do to make those goals happen?
I know I'm behind schedule. So, today I'm going to map out a plan. I'm going to set things in motion, get my act together and get busy.
What about you?
Which kinda brings me to today's question. Do you have a plan for your writing? What I mean, a path lined out to take you where you want to go. Do you even know where you want to go? Do you have a timeline with checkpoints so you can see how you're doing?
For example, four months of this year are gone and what have you accomplished toward your writing goals? And what do you need to do to make those goals happen?
I know I'm behind schedule. So, today I'm going to map out a plan. I'm going to set things in motion, get my act together and get busy.
What about you?
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Z is for Zombies
Now, I have to admit, I'm really not into zombies. I don't care for zombie movies, I haven't read any zombie books (Are there zombie books?), and I don't listen to music by or for zombies. However, I do like to play Plants vs. Zombies. In fact, it's the first video game I've bought in ages.
Zombies are attacking and you defend yourself with plants. Each level has different zombie challenges and as you play, you earn different plant weapons.
Starting with the front lawn, you go to the backyard and your pool to the roof. Day and night. There's mini-games to play along with puzzle type mini-games. You can play a free partial version here.
And speaking of zombies, a while back we were challenged to write a flash fiction piece for Valentine's Day but to do something different. So, I figured even zombies like a little romance. I haven't had any luck finding a home to publish the piece so I'm going to share it with y'all. I hope you enjoy it.
Henry stood before the open fridge and gazed from side to side. Chinese or Mexican, which would Freda prefer? His left ear fell off, bounced across the linoleum. "Holy Moldy Oldie!" He shambled across the kitchen, picked up his ear, and jammed it back in place. "Mexican, I believe." Henry grabbed two ziplock bags and placed them on the counter. "Now, what to drink?" He scanned the shelf of bottles, picked one from the end. "This will be perfect." Placed it on the counter next to the bags. Storage dishes of delicacies joined the bottle and bags, and soon ended up on the dining table along with his finest china and crystal.
The living room clock chimed seven as Henry lit the candelabra. He stood back and gave the dining table one last look. Perfect, just perfect. Mexican, served a la skull and aged to its peak, Freda's favorite salad of fingers and toes with extra spicy salsa , liver pate' served with fried noses for dipping, and candied lips for dessert. Henry gazed at his watch, she'd be there any moment. He patted the nearest head, smoothed down the hair. Nodding to himself, his left ear dropped off, hit the edge of the table, and bounced into the liver pate'. Henry sighed and fished out his ear.
The doorbell rang announcing Freda's arrival. He grinned , licked the pate' off his ear and jammed it back in place again. He'd have to call doc in the morning, see about getting it reattached. Henry hurried to the door and swung it open. "Freda! You look wonderful." Almost good enough to eat. Not quite, but almost. She stepped through the door, handed him the small box she carried.
"I hope you don't mind. I know how much you love kidney pie and when I saw they had fresh ones at Jasper's, I just had to get one for you."
Henry opened the box, took a deep breath. His stomach rumbled and Freda laughed. He leaned in, gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you. Now, come to the table, dinner is ready." Freda strolled across the room, Henry following. He set the pie on the counter and met her at the table.
"It looks delicious!" Freda smiled up at him as he pulled out her chair.
"I've got a special surprise for tonight." He uncovered the ice bucket, pulled out the bottle, and popped the cork. "I think you'll really like this." He filled the champagne flute, held it out to her.
Freda took the flute, swirled its contents, then sniffed. She took a small sip and grinned. "AB Negative! My favorite." Freda took another sip. "It's perfect."
"That's not all. Open your skull." He watched her eyes as she pulled the skull open by the hair, saw her joyous expression when she gazed upon the diamond ring nestled between the brain hemispheres. He knelt on one knee beside her. "Will you marry me?"
Zombies are attacking and you defend yourself with plants. Each level has different zombie challenges and as you play, you earn different plant weapons.
Starting with the front lawn, you go to the backyard and your pool to the roof. Day and night. There's mini-games to play along with puzzle type mini-games. You can play a free partial version here.
And speaking of zombies, a while back we were challenged to write a flash fiction piece for Valentine's Day but to do something different. So, I figured even zombies like a little romance. I haven't had any luck finding a home to publish the piece so I'm going to share it with y'all. I hope you enjoy it.
Zombie Hearts
Henry stood before the open fridge and gazed from side to side. Chinese or Mexican, which would Freda prefer? His left ear fell off, bounced across the linoleum. "Holy Moldy Oldie!" He shambled across the kitchen, picked up his ear, and jammed it back in place. "Mexican, I believe." Henry grabbed two ziplock bags and placed them on the counter. "Now, what to drink?" He scanned the shelf of bottles, picked one from the end. "This will be perfect." Placed it on the counter next to the bags. Storage dishes of delicacies joined the bottle and bags, and soon ended up on the dining table along with his finest china and crystal.
The living room clock chimed seven as Henry lit the candelabra. He stood back and gave the dining table one last look. Perfect, just perfect. Mexican, served a la skull and aged to its peak, Freda's favorite salad of fingers and toes with extra spicy salsa , liver pate' served with fried noses for dipping, and candied lips for dessert. Henry gazed at his watch, she'd be there any moment. He patted the nearest head, smoothed down the hair. Nodding to himself, his left ear dropped off, hit the edge of the table, and bounced into the liver pate'. Henry sighed and fished out his ear.
The doorbell rang announcing Freda's arrival. He grinned , licked the pate' off his ear and jammed it back in place again. He'd have to call doc in the morning, see about getting it reattached. Henry hurried to the door and swung it open. "Freda! You look wonderful." Almost good enough to eat. Not quite, but almost. She stepped through the door, handed him the small box she carried.
"I hope you don't mind. I know how much you love kidney pie and when I saw they had fresh ones at Jasper's, I just had to get one for you."
Henry opened the box, took a deep breath. His stomach rumbled and Freda laughed. He leaned in, gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you. Now, come to the table, dinner is ready." Freda strolled across the room, Henry following. He set the pie on the counter and met her at the table.
"It looks delicious!" Freda smiled up at him as he pulled out her chair.
"I've got a special surprise for tonight." He uncovered the ice bucket, pulled out the bottle, and popped the cork. "I think you'll really like this." He filled the champagne flute, held it out to her.
Freda took the flute, swirled its contents, then sniffed. She took a small sip and grinned. "AB Negative! My favorite." Freda took another sip. "It's perfect."
"That's not all. Open your skull." He watched her eyes as she pulled the skull open by the hair, saw her joyous expression when she gazed upon the diamond ring nestled between the brain hemispheres. He knelt on one knee beside her. "Will you marry me?"
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Friday, April 29, 2011
Y is for YOU!
Today is all about YOU!
So, tell us a bit about yourself in the comments. Tell us what you like to write, where you live, about your kids or critters.
Tell us your favorite silly joke.
What's your favorite book, movie or song?
Add a link to your blog is you have one.
So, tell us a bit about yourself in the comments. Tell us what you like to write, where you live, about your kids or critters.
Tell us your favorite silly joke.
What's your favorite book, movie or song?
Add a link to your blog is you have one.
X is for X...
Did you know X is the third least common letter in the English language? I didn't either but I can understand why. I mean, just how many words start with X anyway. Not many. And those that do are some huge thing I have no idea how to pronounce.
Another interesting fact, words that start with the letter X are usually pronounces as if they started with the letter Z. How strange...
So, here's some X words that are actually functional.
•Xanadu (n) - an exotic, luxurious place. This word comes from the poem "Kubla Khan" by Samuel T. Coleridge.
•Xenolith (n) - a fragment of a rock embedded inside another rock.
•Xylograph (n) - a wood engraving.
•Xyloid (adj.) - resembling wood; woody.
•Xanthic (n) - yellowish in color; having to do with the compound xanthine.
•Xebec: A xebec is a special three-masted sailing ship used in the Mediterranean.
•Xeric (adj.) - dry or desert like conditions; having very little moisture.
Got any other favorite X words?
Another interesting fact, words that start with the letter X are usually pronounces as if they started with the letter Z. How strange...
So, here's some X words that are actually functional.
•Xanadu (n) - an exotic, luxurious place. This word comes from the poem "Kubla Khan" by Samuel T. Coleridge.
•Xenolith (n) - a fragment of a rock embedded inside another rock.
•Xylograph (n) - a wood engraving.
•Xyloid (adj.) - resembling wood; woody.
•Xanthic (n) - yellowish in color; having to do with the compound xanthine.
•Xebec: A xebec is a special three-masted sailing ship used in the Mediterranean.
•Xeric (adj.) - dry or desert like conditions; having very little moisture.
Got any other favorite X words?
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
W is for Walrus
Info dumps = walruses. I'm sure you've seen 'em before too. Those big long paragraphs of description and pages of back story that really doesn't have much to do with the story taking place at the moment. You know, those things the reader skips over to get to the action.
For the writer, it's important to know why our character is terrified of cats and how this fear affects him/her. It might be important to an event that will happen in our story. Maybe this fear is why the character reacts in a certain way during an important scene.
And, sure we need to set the scene for our reader, to let them know where the character is, where the story takes place. Especially when writing fantasy or science fiction. But when our walrus is so big it covers the whole beach, that's not a good thing.
That's where ADE comes in. A mentor of mine told me about it.
A = Advance the plot.
D = Deepen the characterization.
E = Enhance the setting.
Each sentence we write should do at least one of these things. It's even better if it can do two and super great if it can do all three. And this is where the work comes in. It's sometimes hard to get those sentences to earn their keep.
And sometimes, we may have a great sentence but it's in the wrong place. For example, our character who's afraid of cats. Would it not be better to have her react to a cat when the reader least expects it than to tell the reader 50 pages beforehand that he/she's afraid of cats? (That's also the show don't tell thing.)
Having info in your story is not a bad thing. It just needs to be woven in here and there, in little bits and pieces. Don't let your really cute, impressive walrus get lost in the crowd. Make him stand out!
For the writer, it's important to know why our character is terrified of cats and how this fear affects him/her. It might be important to an event that will happen in our story. Maybe this fear is why the character reacts in a certain way during an important scene.
And, sure we need to set the scene for our reader, to let them know where the character is, where the story takes place. Especially when writing fantasy or science fiction. But when our walrus is so big it covers the whole beach, that's not a good thing.
That's where ADE comes in. A mentor of mine told me about it.
A = Advance the plot.
D = Deepen the characterization.
E = Enhance the setting.
Each sentence we write should do at least one of these things. It's even better if it can do two and super great if it can do all three. And this is where the work comes in. It's sometimes hard to get those sentences to earn their keep.
And sometimes, we may have a great sentence but it's in the wrong place. For example, our character who's afraid of cats. Would it not be better to have her react to a cat when the reader least expects it than to tell the reader 50 pages beforehand that he/she's afraid of cats? (That's also the show don't tell thing.)
Having info in your story is not a bad thing. It just needs to be woven in here and there, in little bits and pieces. Don't let your really cute, impressive walrus get lost in the crowd. Make him stand out!
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