I am curious to see where it all leads but for now I am enjoying the ride. It is lovely to be writing what I want and not writing what others want.
Wherein I endeavour to share writerly advice lightened with humour, pictures and a dollop of 1930s-1940s history.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
A Good Day
It may be gloomy outside but the sun is shining in my writing world. For the first time in a long while (too long, actually) I have had pictures springing into my mind so quickly that it's been hard to keep up. It's a lovely feeling. I can see the book enacted before my eyes and my job is to describe what I'm seeing as well as I can. Once again, the whole process amazes me. Things that I didn't know would happen are happening. Characters that I was sure would be nothing more than background are resolutely pushing themselves forward.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
I am beginning work on a short story entitled "The Watcher" - which takes place during a couple's honeymoon cruise. I have most of the plot in my head so I have high hopes that the actual writing will not take too long. Here's hoping to getting it right!
Aaron Sorkin wrote "(a writer) prays for a roll the way a farmer prays for rain". He's so right. So I now pray for rain.
Why can't I write like him?
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
In a Sea of Indifference
There are times when I have to wonder if it's all really worth it. Writing is tough. Many people seem to have this romantic view of a writer - sitting in a drafty attic, feverishly writing down the brilliance that flows into his brain. I do not find it so. I find it tricky.
It might be easier if I had grown up wanting to be a writer, but that simply isn't the case. Writing seems to be something I always did but never paid much attention to. I wrote all the plays that my class did in school. I wrote short stories. I wrote mystery scripts for various theatre companies. But I always did it so that I could be IN the plays. I find it amusing that the writing is now the way that I make my living. Irony - not a fan?
It is a lonely life. It would be nice to have others around so that I could bounce ideas off them - or simply to be able to hear another human voice during the day while my kids are at school. It's a good thing, I suppose, that I have always been happy with my own company.
Enough of this whine of self-pity. I'll get over it. And I'll finish the mysteries that I've said I'll finish.
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