I was thinking about something LA said this morning in her blog. It led me to contemplate the proverbial fork in the road.
This morning I yelled at Paul in his comments’ section. 😮
My protagonist in one of my stories is insecure about her image. You know, appearance, attractiveness, stamina, that kind of thing.
I want to explore how she sees herself, as well as how she perceives how others see her. How men see her in particular (or, more correctly, how she thinks men see her).
I’m trying to address all the usual stuff: weight, shape, fitness, sexuality…all of it.
Sounds convoluted, right?
It is. 🙄
This post is about my ongoing search in looking for quality blog content. The kind of content that isn’t pushing some business or marketing strategy on me. Or tries to solicit to me to purchase something.
But first, I have a question:
I’m so stressed.
Also I quit parenting teens.
Just so you know.
Here’s what I need: a writing retreat in a beautiful city where I can write, people watch, be inspired, do my thing.
Where should I go? And who wants to foot the bill? 🙄
I have recently joined Goodreads. And Tumblr. Just shoot me. The internet is my worst enemy… 🙄
But, as an avid reader, I have come to appreciate the internet in ways I never thought possible. If you know where to look and can stay away from the brain rot type of distractions, you can find yourself immersed in a bottomless pit of literary gems.
So let’s begin with some cool quotes:
Just keep writing.
Let your barriers down and do it.
You don’t have to edit, share or publish if you don’t want to.
Just keep writing.
I live in constant, crippling fear of the what ifs. Do you know this about me?
Some people do.
Here’s the thing.
The Weather Network on TV is having so! much! fun! with all of our weather woes here in North America at the moment. It’s quite amusing to sit on my couch with my coffee and watch them explain, over and over again, what to do and not to do because of the dangerous wind chills, and the snow, and the ice, and all the rest of it.
You know when you’re writing fiction and you’re on a roll and you have this great story in your head and your characters are developing satisfactorily and you actually enjoy editing and you keep getting more inspirations and you write for days with little thought about anything else and it all seems so easy until you suddenly find yourself stuck and you can’t get passed it and your characters are locked in position?
So you sleep on it and you come back to it the next day but every sentence you write is drivel and the entire thing starts to look like it was a big, fat mistake and you’d rather throw the whole thing out the window and go clean your house, and your neighbour’s house, and maybe the one across the street too because your story is stalled and you don’t know what to do about it.
You know that problem?
Well there’s a very simple solution. And I’m going to share it with you.
All you have to do is create some natural disaster, like a tornado, that will rip through the building and flatten the town. Now, everyone is crushed and your story has an ending.