Taco Tuesday

I guess that ends the debate regarding whether this is Taco Tuesday or Tolkein Tuesday...

I guess that ends the debate regarding whether this is Taco Tuesday or Tolkein Tuesday…

Its Taco Tuesday!

It’s also the end of this Round of Words in Eighty Days. More about that later…

I distinctly remember my first visit to Taco Bell back in the early 80’s. For my family, that was wildly exotic ethnic food, in spite of the fact that we lived in Colorado with a large Hispanic population. Honestly, there were only two things that stuck out in my mind that classified certain friends as Hispanic. One, they spoke Spanish better than I did, and I was at the top of my class. Two, if I happened to go to their house, I might smell ‘exotic’ food. Looking back at my graduating class, I’m realizing that many of my classmates to whom I assigned any number of adjectives such as ‘popular’ or ‘quiet’ or ‘stuck up’ were also ‘Hispanic.’ At the time, I didn’t notice.

But I digress. Yes, Mexican food existed in Colorado in the eighties. The opening of Taco Bell, though, was exciting, at least for me. My family’s typical dinner consisted of boiled potatoes, a can of veggies heated in the microwave, and some kind of meat with heat applied until it was safe to eat. Yes, we also had interesting things like pineapple chicken, in which case rice was served, and there was the occasional spaghetti night, but meat/potato/veggie was the norm.

The restaurant looked like most other fast food places. I vaguely knew the difference between a taco and a burrito, but when the concept of soft-shell tacos came into the picture, my definition fell apart. Hard shell tacos also fell apart, even though we carefully followed the instructions on the wrapper about ‘how to eat a taco.’

I’m making tacos for the family tonight. OK, technically I’m making my teenager cook tacos, since she needs the practice. It’s a risk I’m willing to take.

ROW80LogocopyRambling on about tacos has allowed me to postpone talking about just how bad a week this has been, writing-wise. It’s not a total loss…in fact, it had a few great moments.

I’m getting frustrated with my Incorporeum story because it is too complicated. I had hoped to be finished with the rough draft by now because I planned to return to Kingdom Come in late March. Since I haven’t heard back from the beta readers yet, I put down the Incorporeum story and looked at my list of Kingdom Come stories. I wanted to set in my mind some kind of order for them to come out.

The duology that’s currently with beta readers should be the first out. They are a good introduction to the series. I have several other stories that, for various reasons, I wanted to come later. Then I had a revelation, my 2010 NaNoWriMo story was the perfect one to come after the duology! After that, others fell into place. I have four sets of novels planned, ranging from two to five novels per set. Some are already in rough draft form and sitting on the shelf. Others are outlined. In sorting these out, I could also see where there was an empty slot in a set that needed a particular kind of story.

I dusted off my 2010 NaNoWriMo story and was quite happy. It’s written in three parts. The first two stories stand alone, but the third story brings together characters from the first two. (Polyamorous romance lets me do this.)

Then disaster struck. I wrote this story five years ago, when my writing wasn’t quite as professional as it is today. It was no big deal to correct the two-spaces-after-every-sentence, but the head-hopping was terrible. Sometimes I’d pop into another character’s brain for just a sentence or two before popping right back again. It’s going to be a major rewrite, not just an edit.

The three parts were originally three novellas. Reading through them again, I realize that I did too much telling vs. showing, and some characters aren’t fully fleshed out. In rewriting, each of these stories will probably be a full-length novel. That’s a good thing…it means a trilogy would follow the duology. And the next set would have four books, and the one after that five…

Anyway, this revelation was a major breakthrough, which is a good thing since I’d been writing less and less on my WIP and eventually shelved it. The new WIP, although originally looking like a piece of cake to dust off, is going to be substantially more work, but it will be worth it to have something else to follow up after the duology.

Next week, I’ll post my plan for the next round, which includes sending THE query, a family vacation, and who knows what else.

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Throwaway Novels

It's fun to make a nice colorful water background before drawing the land masses. I wish I knew what happened to that necklace...it's one of my favorites...

It’s fun to make a nice colorful water background before drawing the land masses.
I wish I knew what happened to that necklace…it’s one of my favorites…

When I was pregnant in 2007 and my hormones were all over the place, I began writing a story about an arranged marriage on a world where polyamory was the traditional norm. It was fun to explore and to figure out how the dynamics might work in such a situation. I decided that the honeymoon would be a carefully arranged week-long affair where each newlywed spends one day and night with each of their seven new spouses. On the eighth night, all are together.

Writing chronologically, even limiting it to one POV character, this meant seven ‘first time together’ sex scenes in close succession. Not necessarily a bad thing…

Then my brain decided to figure out how these character’s entire lives went. There were important incidents that wouldn’t make great stories on their own. The story about their arranged marriage wasn’t really a complete story either. The book went on the shelf, where it still sits today, unfinished.

See the girl in the picture? That's the one who was in my womb when I started writing about Kingdom Come.

See the girl in the picture? That’s the one who was in my womb when I started writing about Kingdom Come.

Later, I started another story about a young woman who leaves her homeworld to come to this polyamorous planet. The society she grew up in is sexually repressive, punishing women for experiencing anything remotely sexual until she is married. It turned into a takeoff of The Story of O and, in my juvenile writer’s brain, I tried to incorporate every plot bunny or stray thought that popped into my head. It also went on the shelf, unfinished, even though I knew how she was going to get her Happily Ever After.

I wrote other stories set on this planet, which I named Kingdom Come. Some were short, some were flash, some were longer. I even wrote other novels. I made a model of the planet, and later re-did it so it fit my stories. In 2010, I participated in my first NaNoWriMo, writing Dogs, Cats, and Allergies that topped out over 100,000 words. Finally, I thought I had my query-ready novel. I even wrote a query for it.

worldbuilding added land massesHowever, there were two major problems. First, there were too many characters. Of course, in polyamory, this is a given. But it can get confusing, especially if you have multiple POVs. Second, it took the reader into an unfamiliar world with no introduction whatsoever. It wasn’t a good ‘first book in the series’ and I do intend to write this as a series, hopefully for many years to come.

I dabbled with a few other stories that could be ‘the first’ but nothing really worked. Then, for NaNoWriMo 2013 I dusted off a story that I’d only written a thousand words on, and restarted it. That story became the duology of From Earth to Kingdom Come, and it’s perfect as an introduction to the world because it shows a woman from Earth coming to Kingdom Come and learning about the world’s customs, in particular about the romantic complications of polyamory.

Finally finished!

Finally finished!

So, what will become of those stories on the shelf? Do I throw them away?

Not necessarily. Dogs, Cats, and Allergies, for example, follows perfectly after From Earth to Kingdom Come. Another story that is finished, but on the shelf, is The Scar, which follows nicely after that.

I had a revelation after finishing the two books that comprise From Earth to Kingdom Come. These stories work well in mini-sets. This is similar to a historical romance writer who writes a set of five books, each centering on a different sibling as they each find their HEA (happily-ever-after.) The minor difference is, with polyamory you never know who or how many lovers will end up in a relationship. The major difference is that you don’t necessarily get a HEA in every single book. Each set delivers an emotionally satisfying ending, but book 1 might have A, B, & C start a romance with D, E, & F, but in the end B & D don’t get along. However, it is still a complete story, with characters going through a life transition or finding out something about themselves. In another story in the same set, C & F might get back together in a new combination.

I know that the Kingdom Come novels will reach a culmination point that loosely ties many of the stories and characters together. It involves this bit of flash I wrote several years ago, call The World is Not Blue. But the series doesn’t have to end there.

Some of the stories I’ve written will never see the light of day, and that is exactly as it should be. But even those stories have great worth. I couldn’t have written From Earth to Kingdom Come without first writing the stories that took me through the worldbuilding that is necessary when writing plausible Science Fiction. Although the Kingdom Come stories center on relationships and romance, they are solidly SciFi in that they are an extrapolation of trends in our known universe, exploring how certain distinct changes and differences in both technology and culture affect the humans who participate in that universe.

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Real Life

Mad Anna squareWe all hear it so frequently in the writing community. “Real Life Got in the Way.” The demands of day-jobs, family, personal health and a million other things get in the way of meeting writing deadlines, whether they’re contractual or self-imposed.

I hear it from myself too often. I have the luxury that my day-job is a very flexible one, being a homemaker and mom to two great girls, one of whom has special needs. Yes, sometimes there’s a problem related to my daughter’s special needs that requires me to put everything down and handle this issue right now. Other times, it’s my goobear who needs something, or is just having a bad day and wants some Mommy time. That’s one of the advantages to having a career as a writer. I have control over my schedule, and I don’t have to ask a boss for time off whenever I need to handle something that pops up.

I also hear variations on the phrase “If it’s important to you, you’ll make time for it.” I’ve observed in my own life and those close to me that we often say “I don’t have time for that” when what we really mean is “That is not important enough for me to make time for.” It’s no one else’s business what I make time for, outside of the commitments I make. Of course, I have a commitment to my family. I sometimes have volunteer commitments. Hopefully soon I will have a publishing contract that comes with certain commitments. Everything else is a balancing act.

This past week has been one of ‘those’ weeks. Looking back, I’m not sure how to judge myself. Could I have done more? Of course, I could always do more. Did I balance everything the right way? I can’t be objective enough to answer that.

I will soon be switching gears from writing an Incorporeum rough draft to taking my beta readers’ comments and revising my Kingdom Come duology. This is part of my balancing/juggling act. Although my OCD may want to continue with what I’m currently working on, I planned to do the next revision on Jubilation of the Southern Cross and Hearthsong at the end of March, and I’m going to stick to that.

And then…

The query.

Wish me luck. With the query and all the juggling that comes first.

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Mad Men

I found this on Deviantart and decided to use it as inspiration. fractalblossom by titiavanbeugen

I found this on Deviantart and decided to use it as inspiration.
fractalblossom by titiavanbeugen

My Incorporeum stories weave together the lives of characters in very disparate time periods. There’s always a biblical one, and several others. Sometimes, I’m familiar with the other eras, like 1980’s Wyoming (The Remorse of the Incorporeum) or the deck of the Titanic (The Immersion of the Incorporeum.) In some stories, I focus very much on the character and only vaguely describe their setting. In all stories, there’s a future setting that I can make whatever I want it to be.

For the story I’m working on now, one of the eras is 1960’s USA. As I began writing, I realized that I wasn’t as familiar with the time as I thought I was. I identify the word ‘hippie’ with the decade, but the term didn’t come into use until the mid sixties. I had to come up with slang and pay attention to the important historical events that happened, not to mention the birth of Star Trek.

I browsed around for a show on Netflix that was set in the 1960’s, and came up with Mad Men. Excellent choice. Shortly after finding it, I came down with a bad cold and I made through the first four seasons in less than a week as I lay in bed with my tablet.

The show does an excellent job of showcasing the differences between the sixties and today. Yes, everyone smoked. When a mom sees her child dressing up by putting a plastic bag over her head, she doesn’t freak out about safety. A man yells at his wife and she stomps off, but when he yells ‘You come back here!’ she obediently does. The men have sex with as many women as they want, while the women are expected to remain faithful.

One could argue that last one isn’t unique to the sixties, but I digress.

Getting it right is hard. Although some anachronisms would only be noticed by an expert, others can take a reader right out of the story. If I have my 1960’s character driving a car that didn’t come out until 1975, they might wonder whether it’s a mistake or a clue that it is an alternate timeline. (It’s not.)

One reason I love writing Science Fiction is that I get to make up all the details myself. No one can say “No! Your character would never use a salad fork to eat their meat!” because I define my own rules. As long as I remain true and consistent within the universe I’ve created, I can write whatever I want.

Now I have a horrible urge to write Steampunk alternate universe fanfic for Downton Abbey…

Oh yeah. The ROW80 writing update:

Better than last week, although I’m still getting over my cold. I’ve added at least 1k on about 4/7 days since the last update. The other days I was either feeling miserable, or having trouble getting the words out. I’ve decided it’s OK for me to skip around in this story, as long as something gets written. Tonight, I wasted about an hour mocking up a cover for the WIP. I love it (It’s based on the fractal above) but I can’t share it because I don’t have the artist’s permission to do derivative work.

How’s your week going? Any fun time-wasting activities?

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Cover Reveal for Teresa Noelle Roberts

RobertsTeresa Noelle Roberts started writing stories in kindergarten and she hasn’t stopped yet. A prolific author of short erotica, she’s also a published poet and fantasy writer—but hot paranormals and BDSM-spiced contemporaries are her favorites. Or they were, until she realized science-fiction romances offered new possibilities for outrageous adventure, wild sex and love that overcomes serious obstacles, including being from different species! She’s also a prolific author of short erotica, and a published poet and fantasy writer. Find her at www.teresanoelleroberts.com, on Facebook or on Twitter, where she hangs out as @TeresNoeRoberts.

Today, she has graciously guested here on my blog to share her new novel, Thrill-Kinky.

Thrill-Kinky72webIn the 26th century, humans and numerous alien races share the galaxy. Technology has advanced massively. Old Earth is a vast preserve and museum, and humans have spread to the stars. But some things remain the same. Love, lust, and money motivate both humans and other sentient species. Politics can get ugly. And crime can pay very well indeed.

The Malcolm, an independent interplanetary freighter, prefers to steer clear of both politics and crime, at least the kind of crime that doesn’t involve rescuing the occasional slave or exploited child on planets where such abominations are legal. Captain Mik and his loyal, if eccentric crew—Mik’s overprotective alien husband Gan, adventurous human mechanic Rita, bouncy cat-girl (and trained assassin) Xia, and PTSD-haunted ex-soldier Buck—usually succeed in keeping things only a little bit illegal. (One planet’s cash crop, after all, might be another’s favorite illicit recreational substance, and as long as no one’s getting hurt, why not get a cut of the profits?) But when a seemingly legitimate job goes supernova, the crew finds themselves up to their armpits in interplanetary espionage, art theft, and spies, and on the run from an infamous assassin. What a time to fall in love! (Thrill-Kinky, coming 5/12/2015).

Luckily, Drax Jalricki—reformed (mostly) art thief, former (mostly) Banjali covert operative, and all-around winged hunk—has a plan to protect them.

But it involves hiding out on Cibari, the most dangerous planet in the galaxy.

Who knew Cibari was run by a felinoid warlord who might be the perfect match for Xia—if the straight-arrow detective sent from her homeworld to “rescue” her doesn’t win her heart, ears and adorable, perky tail first? And that’s not even talking about how the warlord and the detective are crazy about each other. Of course, it would help if any of them could tell the whole truth about who they are. (Book Two, Bad Kitty, coming 9/2015)

Who would guess that a hot cyborg who’s already survived more than a human lifetime could offer Buck both healing and love? But the cyborg shares a common, deadly enemy with the Malcolm’s crew, and surviving that confrontation will trigger all their inner demons. (Book Three, tentatively called Buck, Naked)

Dark secrets Mik hides even from Gan will come to a head and threaten them more than the enemies they’d hoped to escape. A mysterious stranger holds the key to Mik’s salvation… and unexpectedly, a key to both men’s hearts as well, if they’re willing to open that door. (Book Four, title TBD)

 

Thrill-Kinky (Chronicles of the Malcolm, Book 1)

Teresa Noelle Roberts

Publication Date: May 12, 2015

 

 

Sexual freefall is like a game of chicken, except the first one to let go wins.

 

Chronicles of the Malcolm, Book 1

 

Humans may have expanded to the stars, but they still have the annoying need to work for a living. Which is why Rita, crew member of the space freighter Malcolm, is stuck collecting recyclable slag rather than attending her favorite festival celebrating love and sexuality.

 

Things go from boring to interesting when she discovers a badly injured man who’s been thrown into a recycling bin to die. The catch, he’s gorgeous, winged, and naked.

 

Drax Jalricki, reformed (mostly) art thief and reluctant covert operative, is on an undercover mission to protect three planets when someone in his own government brands him a traitor. By virtue of association, Rita and her crew are going down with him.

 

From their first, hide-in-plain-sight quickie, the erotic spark between Rita and Drax is fueled by danger and adrenaline. But their growing suspicion that there’s more to their connection than lust may not matter if they don’t live through the night.

 

Warning: Hero and heroine who straddle the line of criminal behavior—and definitely violate public indecency statutes. Exhibitionist, dangerous sex. Dark, sordid pasts. Wild risk-taking. Giggly cat-girl sidekick who’s not just another pretty…tail. And the greatest risk of all: true love.

 

 

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Excerpt

At first, what Rita was seeing in the recycling bin didn’t make sense: rust, amber and saffron-colored feathers, tipped with black, and a swath of something green and purple that might have been festival draperies.

A gigantic bird?

But there weren’t any birds on San’bal, according to what she’d been able to learn on the Galaxinet, and she hadn’t seen anyone on her previous visit. If there had been birds, Xia would have chased and probably caught them, even if they’d been as big as this appeared to be.

A discarded costume with an animal underneath it? Part of last night’s festivities had involved the locals all running around in fabulous costumes, drinking copious quantities of the green bubbly booze.

Some costumed person who’d enjoyed way too much of green bubbly and had climbed into a recycling bin to sleep it off? It didn’t seem like a desirable location for that, but maybe his equally drunk friends tossed him in as a joke.

While she was still trying to sort it out, the lump of feathers moved.

Rolled over.

Opened his eyes.

Stars and moons! Not a bird, not a costumed drunk—a Banjali.

Maybe she should have thought of that sooner, but you hardly ever saw Banjalis off Banjal. Their glorious wings were only fully functional on low-gravity planets, and anything approaching Old Earth norm, like San’bal, was uncomfortable.

“Hey, are you all right?” Rita asked, hoping he could understand her. “Need a hand getting out?” The gravity was probably too high for him to fly easily, especially if he was hung over.

The Banjali stirred, giving her a better view.

Definitely male. Definitely gorgeous. And definitely naked. Xia’s tail would have started twitching at first sight.

The pleasure of that view, however, was spoiled by the strips of purple and green synthsilk—they could have been torn from the buntings that draped anything in the city that didn’t move fast enough—gagging him and binding his ankles and wrists.

And by his injuries.

The poor man looked like he’d had a run-in with an Arcturian bearcat. His golden skin was a mass of bruises, scrapes and shallow cuts, one eye swollen shut. But Arcturian bearcats didn’t use laserpistols, and she was pretty damn sure the wound in his shoulder was a pistol shot.

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Tea Time

Hamster Tea TimeI have a vague awareness that people of other countries (I’m in the USA) have not only different foods than we do, but different times to eat and a different number of meals. Like hobbits, only real.

When I was growing up, we had breakfast (fend for yourself, usually a pop tart for me) then lunch at school, a snack after school, and dinner with the family in the evening. There would sometimes be a bedtime snack. ‘Tea Time’ meant you were a four-year-old girl having a party with your stuffed animals. (Or hamsters, as pictured above.)

When my hubby and I went back to school in our late twenties, we got in the habit of having breakfast when we arrived on campus, lunch in the dining hall around noon, and dinner as soon as we got out of our last class around 5pm. Dinners in the dining hall were always long affairs, sitting around a large table with friends, many of whom would come and go over the course of an hour or two. It was very pleasant… I miss it.

Now we are in our mid forties, with one kid in high school and another in first grade. They not only have lunch at school, but one or two snacks as well. (One snack counts as breakfast…I don’t quite understand that, but, oh well.) Although we encourage our kids to eat breakfast before they go to school, it’s not required. They’re hungry when they get home from school, so they have a snack, and then we…we used to…have dinner as a family.

Having dinner as a family, around the table, is a wonderful way to catch up on the day, to teach manners, and generally have some quality family time. But it doesn’t always work out that way. A few years ago, we took in a roommate from the college where we both worked because she was a friend and she needed a place to stay. It was a bad idea, for many reasons that became evident in hindsight. She was invited but not required to sit with us for family meals, which took as meaning that I was running a dining hall that would serve her whenever she darn well pleased. One evening, she left about a half hour before dinner, leaving it ambiguous whether she’d be back to eat with us. When our family sat down, we called her (knowing she was just a few doors down the block) and politely told her that dinner was being served and asked if she was going to eat with us. Her answer was ‘I dunno…maybe.’

I let her have it when she came home, and I don’t mean dinner. More and more frequently, I decided that dinner would be ‘here is the food, everyone make yourself a plate and eat wherever you want to eat.’ We rarely ate around the table anymore.

I don’t want to say that one bad roommate was the death of family dinners. There were other reasons too. Both hubby and I recently got dentures. It’s a wonderful thing, really, as it cleared up several health issues for both of us. But eating with dentures is sometimes uncomfortable, or takes much longer to chew. If someone asks me a question while I’m eating, I either have to put my hand in front of my mouth and talk with my mouth full, or they’ll have to wait two or three minutes or longer before I can answer them. Then hubby had stomach surgery, which radically changed the way he eats. He can’t eat an entire ‘normal’ serving of dinner. He has to eat very small meals, very slowly.

Even then, dinner was still a problem. Although our teenager usually eats with no problem, neither girl was ever actually hungry at dinner time. A few times, I did something I thought was rather silly. I switched dinner time and snack time. They would eat dinner as soon as they got home from school, when they were hungriest, and then have a snack later if they wanted to. Then it occurred to me… although it might seem silly, this worked.

In some parts of the world, this isn’t silly at all. It’s tea time. A light (or large, depending on the custom) meal in the late afternoon. The tradition began out of necessity when luncheon was at mid day and dinner was at eight.

It works for us.

Motherhood is not turning out to be as I once imagined it would. I don’t bake nearly as often as I used to. We have different traditions and different rules because that is what works for our family. A large part of that is accommodating a child with special needs (our teen,) some of it is the changing world and society, and some of that is just us. Serendipity. We planned to go left, but ended up going right, and it turned out OK anyway.

Have you ever discovered, changed, or created a tradition or a way of doing something that, although it didn’t seem ‘normal’, worked out better for you and yours?

 

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Less Complicated

The HoursThe update?

I’ve been sick for the past week. Just a cold, but it’s sapped my productivity.

The one good thing that came out of it was realizing my WIP is way too complicated. I decided to cut two of the five characters whose lives intertwine. (Ever seen The Hours? Like that…)

I have backed up and restarted, plotting from the beginning. I don’t have to throw away most of what I’ve written… only about 1/4 of it. I’ll be drafting some as I plot…this might end up being an awkward process, but this story is worth it. I need to preserve the weirdness while not leaving the reader completely lost.

I can do that.

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Plotting to Death

Vincenzo Camuccini, "Morte di Cesare", 1798,I’m often torn between Plotting and Pantsing. I think my best work has come from when I pants a story (writing by the seat of my pants.) However, pantsing has also led to a lot of writing that ends up in the proverbial back-of-the-drawer-never-to-see-the-light-of-day.

Plotting sometimes works better, but I’m confronted with too many issues when I need to flesh out a scene in order to understand where it should go. I’m also in danger of plotting to death, where I have so many complications that the story becomes overburdened with plot bunnies.

Yet, plotting can also untangle these complications. It’s work, but sometimes it needs to be done. Like now…I’m struggling with the story even though it’s already in my head. But it’s too real in my head. There are too many bits that happen, yet have nothing to do with the plot. I need to leave those out. Sometimes one character starts taking over the story, while it’s supposed to be an ensemble cast.

I’m doing work now. The kind of writing that, instead of feeling like what I want and need to do, feels like a job. My writing goals this past week have been in the toilet. I didn’t do any on the weekend. I look at it as a needed break; sometimes that’s what’s needed. But now I’m buckling down and getting the story out, even if it’s a mess.

That’s what revisions are for.

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Oh. THAT Problem…

ROW80 scroll downI’m being glitchy and twitchy with the WIP. It’s not so much that I’m having trouble getting into it, it’s that the story is bright in my mind in some pieces, and dark in blurry in others. I don’t like writing out-of-order, and so I’ve been getting stuck on the places where I don’t know exactly what the segue from D to E to F will be. Sometimes, I can write an individual scene ahead of time, then insert it into the story when I get there. Often, this ‘out-of-order’ scene ends up being deleted, as its details only need to be alluded to, not described in detail. It’s not a total waste, though. Writing it helped me focus what was going to happen in the story.

At the moment, I’m gathering ‘out-of-order’ scenes in my mind, and have refused to write them. I don’t want to have ten scenes that end up on the cutting-room floor from the get-go.

But I also don’t need to go three days in a row without writing much of anything.

This particular story is about the incorporeum, which means it ties together characters in vastly different time periods. I usually keep each time period moving in a linear fashion even though the incorporeum character moves back and forth through time. But I don’t necessarily need to do that…

Tonight I plan to dive into the ‘out-of-order’ scenes, and resign myself to an extensive rewrite for Revision 01 when the time comes. Then again… sometimes I discover that skipping ahead is the best way to tell a story. Actually, for one of my characters, skipping ahead would be very, very appropriate. Her story is more of life as a whole than about an important incident in her life.

And then there’s Elaine…

788px-JWW_TheLadyOfShallot_1888Writing goals this week?

Not as great. Partly due to personal and family stuff that temporarily derailed me, but also due to this recurring problem of not being able to get through the murk in order to reach the clear waters.

I did write a nifty fun little piece for the Valentine’s Day edition of WOW555. It’s called Flashing Can SO Be Romantic and it will give you a giggle.

OK. Back in the saddle again. Or back in the boat… am I on a boat? Elaine’s on a boat…and she WILL…(spoiler alert even though I haven’t written it yet) …find clear water.

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What Did I Do This Week?

ROW80 scroll downEhrm…

It’s transition time. I’ve sent one project out to beta readers, finished polishing a short and sent it to a publisher, and started writing a new story that will be either novel or novella length.

I find myself planning and plotting more than I usually do. I like pantsing, but I always find myself making at least a rudimentary outline of where the story is going. I might need to force myself to stop the planning and just dive in and see what direction the story takes. It’s an incorporeum story, which means it takes place in multiple time settings. I went through the biblical book of Esther and made a lot of notes. I downloaded a copy of A Thousand and One Arabian Nights. I’ve been asking the hive mind questions about the 1960’s. For the future setting, I’ve been brainstorming what kind of world I want to create.

This can get out of hand rather quickly. I like researching! And I know I can get stuck and very frustrated if I don’t know where my story is going.

Then again, my story won’t go anywhere if I just research and don’t actually start writing.

My ROW80 goals for the week…

Much accomplished in sending a short to a publisher and the duology to beta readers.

Much accomplished in researching and plotting.

Not enough accomplished in actual writing.

 

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