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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's the first Wednesday of the month! You know what that means...It's time for an <a href="http://www.alexjcavanaugh.com/p/the-insecure-writers-support-group.html" target="_blank">Insecure Writer's Support Group (IWSG)</a> post. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And what is this, you ask? For those of you unfamiliar with this concept, it was the brilliant brainchild of our ninja captain, Mr. Alex Cavanaugh. Alex is a truly awesome guy, and started the IWSG so that writers from all walks and stages on this crazy, amazing journey could come together and share stories, advice, fears, support.... you name it... we've got it!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">SO. I've been keeping a secret. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Yuuuppp.... and a fairly big one, at that. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's something that I haven't shared with anyone... none of my friends, nor my family (except my sister).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I keep it deep inside, afraid to show the world.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">...Yet it won't be even the tiniest bit of a surprise to any of you...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>I write. </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>I want to be a writer.</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>I AM a writer. </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">No one knows this. No one at work. Not even my very best friends. Sometimes it seems like I'm living two lives, chasing two careers... each integral to who I am. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The one where I wake up every morning, hustle out of bed, go through the motions to drag myself out of the house and onto the train... eventually finding myself chained to my desk, scheduling deployments and pumping out reports...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The other where I can barely wait to slip upstairs, open up my laptop, double click that word doc... anticipating the excitement when that cursor flashes provocatively at me, while my fingers itch to fly across the keyboard...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Okay, so it's not exactly rocket science that writing is where I'm happiest ;) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I'm not sure why I've been keeping it a secret. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Perhaps it's because writing is such a personal journey. When you think about it... you are literally pouring your soul out onto a tiny scrap of paper, transcribing your deepest, innermost thoughts from the darkest recesses of your mind... bringing them into the sunlight, rust, cobwebs and all..</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's real... it's honest... it's raw...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I'm not quite sure I'm ready for the world to see.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Maybe I want to have something to show for it first...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What about you guys? Have any of you kept your writing a secret? Told the world, your closest friends? And why have you or haven't you?</span><br />
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<br />WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-12201235183276500032016-03-09T06:00:00.000-05:002016-03-09T14:36:15.737-05:00Dreamers... In a Dangerous Time<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>Don't the hours grow shorter as the days go by</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>You never get to stop and open your eyes</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>One day you're waiting for the sky to fall</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>The next you're dazzled by the beauty of it all...</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>Sometimes you're made to feel as if your love's a crime</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>But nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b>Got to kick at the darkness 'til it bleeds daylight...</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Who remembers this song? Barenaked Ladies.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It's been stuck in my head for the last thirty minutes...randomly... as I racked my brain for which of the million and one things I wanted to write about today. I have no idea where it came from. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">But the lyrics keep repeating. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I used to do a "Words for Wednesday" post every week. Usually it was inspired by a specific quote or phrase or song I'd heard at some point. These particular words seemed fitting for a mini revival of that exercise.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The song is called "Lovers in a Dangerous Time". </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I'm a Dreamer. I have always been a dreamer. I suspect I will <i>always</i> be a dreamer. People often tell me I just don't see things the way the real world presents them. The way they're meant to be seen.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I think they're right. But I also like to think perception is open to interpretation. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I wouldn't want to be anything else. Maybe a part of me will always retain my inner child. It makes me sad how as we grow older, we start to lose our wonder, that spark, the joy in the belief that anything is possible...anything...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It hasn't been easy. The last few years have been... difficult... interesting... to say the least. But I wouldn't change a second of it. </span><br />
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<i style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Nothing worth having usually comes without some kind of a fight. </i><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It's true. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Don't you value and appreciate the things you had to work for much more than what's been handed to you? Those glittering, shattered shards you had to fight for with all your heart and soul? They didn't come easy, they kept you up at night...they pushed you forwards... they made you try harder... they made you wish upon that star...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">We do indeed live in a dangerous time... where moments disappear in the blink of an eye. Where yesterday's highs crash as quickly as today's lows vault up. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><i>Got to kick at the darkness 'til it bleeds daylight...</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Life keeps moving. It never stops. The sun always rises though, doesn't it? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Keep fighting for your dream. Keep kicking at the darkness. Eventually you will find that crack... the silver lining that evaded your grasp, but was always there. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">And it will grow. It will flourish and it will thrive. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Even on those days when it seems like everything is falling apart. You will fall back together again. I promise.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Are you a dreamer or grounded in reality? A little bit of both? What is something you're currently fighting for? </span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">And who was (is) a fan of this song?</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> </span>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-30632450498620758982016-03-02T22:09:00.000-05:002016-03-02T22:09:22.858-05:00Insecure Writer's Support Group: Dealing With Change<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Oh my gosh guys... I can't believe it's been 4 years since I posted one of these!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Today is the first Wednesday of the month, which means a brand new post for <a href="http://www.alexjcavanaugh.com/p/the-insecure-writers-support-group.html" target="_blank">The Insecure Writer's Support Group (IWSG)</a>. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">For those of you unfamiliar with this concept, it was the brilliant brainchild of our ninja captain, </span><a href="http://www.alexjcavanaugh.com/" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;" target="_blank">Mr. Alex Cavanaugh</a>. <span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Alex is a truly awesome guy, and started the IWSG so that writers from all walks and stages on this crazy, amazing journey could come together and share stories, advice, fears, support.... basically, anything goes.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And seeing as how I just returned to the blogging world exactly one month ago, an IWSG post was exactly up my alley ;).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Soo guys... I've been struggling.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Returning to blogging, to writing... hasn't been as easy as I planned. Even though nothing feels more like home to me, it's been a constant battle. I've been wrestling with ideas, posting schedules, getting back into the groove of things, finding my pace again.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And so much has changed!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Even just navigating through the blogosphere seems to now require a handbook! And while I know it's merely readjusting, familiarizing myself with the new sites, and all these shiny new buttons, it has blown my mind just how different things are four years later!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Apparently I don't handle change very well either :P</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But it's a part of life. No matter where you are or how ready, change is inevitable. It happens whether you like it or not. Sometimes it sneaks up on you... a slap in the face... other times, you have months to prepare, and yet you still find yourself standing outside the door.. unwilling to turn the knob.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I doubt I'll ever learn to fully embrace change right away. I think a small part of me may always resist to some extent... at least at first... at least until I'm comfortable. Because while humans are creatures of habit, we were also made to adapt, to grow, to <i><b>keep moving</b>. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We will figure it out as we go, even if the path isn't straight and narrow, or clear cut, or even a path at all. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">After all, at the end of the day, isn't that what change truly is? The ability to keep going, keep trying, and keep reaching, no matter what curve balls life throws at you.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">How about you guys? How do you deal with change? Do you feel the blogosphere has significantly changed in the last little while (or is it just me!)?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Ahem... Knock, knock... Anybody home...?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Hello again friends :)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It's been a VERY long time. Far too long...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I'm having a hard time believing that my last post was in February, 4 years ago. 4 years ago guys... </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">As a result, it seemed quite fitting to return in February too. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I've truly MISSED all of you!! And I will freely admit that I have silently creeped on most of you over the last few years. Come on... could I really stay away? ;)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I'm sad to see some of you have stopped blogging, or taken a break (although I'm not one to talk ;)), yet ecstatic that so many of my other favorites are still going strong. I will be around to visit each and every one of you over the coming weeks, I promise :)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I'm sorry for disappearing. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It wasn't planned, nor was it expected. Life took... an interesting turn, to say the least. It's funny how people always say, "well, life got in the way"... I'm not sure I really understood what that meant until now. Life does indeed get in the way. Sometimes, life has other plans for you.. and suddenly, without warning, you find yourself on a completely unintended path, winding down an unfamiliar river, all the while hoping you emerge somewhere safe and dry. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I've meant to return to blogging for quite some time now. It feels like a part of me was missing the entire time I was away. Yet I was struggling. Struggling with where I was, what I wanted, where I was going....but mostly...how to make my life my own again... While I could see the end goal.. I couldn't quite reach it... couldn't quite touch it...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">These last few years have been filled with change... with the unexpected... with loads of uncertainty at every turn, each corner met with an uncanny mixture of unprecedented endings, and hopeful new beginnings.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Sort of like some of my favorite books ;)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">While so much has changed...in the grander scheme of things, it also seems like it all stayed the same. I've grown, I've evolved, I've learned, I've loved, I've fallen apart. I've felt like my very soul was being ripped out at times... But somehow...most of all... I'm still me... I'm still here. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I will have some updates of my journey over the upcoming weeks, as well as a possible revamp of the blog. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I'm still writing, I'm still hoping, I'm still dreaming. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I hope you are too.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Now... your turn! Tell me, fill me in... I want to know everything! How have you guys been? What's new? What's changed? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Any one of you wonderful, amazing writers get signed while I was gone? Do you have books out? New series? I hope you did, I hope you do and I can't wait to celebrate with you!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Love, </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">WritingNut</span>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com36tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-76237046538805347412012-02-28T05:00:00.001-05:002012-02-28T05:00:04.456-05:00Catch Fire Blog Party!<div style="text-align: center;"><span ><u><br /></u></span></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cPp35KCFghY/T0wrHR2yi3I/AAAAAAAAAG8/CaRxnPnpVcE/s1600/CassaFire%2Bby%2BAlex%2BJ%2BCavanaugh%2B%25281%2529.JPG" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; "><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cPp35KCFghY/T0wrHR2yi3I/AAAAAAAAAG8/CaRxnPnpVcE/s320/CassaFire%2Bby%2BAlex%2BJ%2BCavanaugh%2B%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713989431278603122" /></a><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; "><span style="font-size: 100%; " >Alright guys... it's finally here... the long awaited and anticipated event!!</span></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; "><span style="font-size: 100%; " ><br /></span></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; "><span ><b>The CATCH FIRE BLOG PARTY!!</b></span></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%; "><span >Alex, our very own Ninja Captain, is releasing the sequel to his incredible novel CassaStar. </span></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%; "><br /></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%; "><span >I've known Alex for almost two years, and honestly, I can't say enough about him. Always ready to lend a helping hand or offer support in any way, Alex is one of the most down to earth, awesome, incredible bloggers/authors out there, and I am so honored to be able to share in his journey. </span></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%; "><span >Please continue reading for more details, and don't forget to check out <a href="http://alexjcavanaugh.blogspot.com/">Alex's site</a>... I PROMISE you, you will not be disappointed! </span></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; "><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span >Today is the Catch Fire Blog Party, celebrating the release of CassaFire by Alex J. Cavanaugh! The goal is to help CassaFire “catch fire” on the best seller charts and achieve the success of the first book, CassaStar. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span ><b><span ><br /></span></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span ><b><span >There’s also a special package of prizes being given away at the author’s blog (copies of CassaFire, CassaStar, tote bag, mug, and bookmarks) as well as book giveaways during his </span></b><span ><b>two-week blog tour (February 27 - March 9)</b>. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span ><span ><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; text-align: center; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span ><span >Check it out!!</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span ><span ><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3zzpjYEO7Yk/T0wtL4Nsz8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/uOoOA246Zjg/s1600/Prize%2BPackage.JPG" style="text-align: left; "><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3zzpjYEO7Yk/T0wtL4Nsz8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/uOoOA246Zjg/s200/Prize%2BPackage.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713991709317976002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 181px; " /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "><span ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "><span ><span >See Alex’s site for additional details: </span><a href="http://alexjcavanaugh.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(17, 85, 204); "><span style="font-size: 11pt; ">http://alexjcavanaugh.<wbr>blogspot.com/</span></a><u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "><span > <u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "><b><span style="font-size: 11pt; " ><br /></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "><b><span style="font-size: 11pt; " >CassaFire<u></u><u></u></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "><b><span style="font-size: 11pt; " >by Alex J. Cavanaugh<u></u><u></u></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "><b><span style="font-size: 11pt; " ><br /></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "><span style="font-size: 11pt; " > <u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span >CassaStar was just the beginning…<u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span > <u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span >The Vindicarn War is a distant memory and Byron’s days of piloting Cosbolt fighters are over. He has kept the promise he made to his fallen mentor and friend - to probe space on an exploration vessel. Shuttle work is dull, but it’s a free and solitary existence. The senior officer is content with his life aboard the Rennather.<u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span > <u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span >The detection of alien ruins sends the exploration ship to the distant planet of Tgren. If their scientists can decipher the language, they can unlock the secrets of this device. Is it a key to the Tgren’s civilization or a weapon of unimaginable power? Tensions mount as their new allies are suspicious of the Cassan’s technology and strange mental abilities. <u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span > <u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span >To complicate matters, the Tgrens are showing signs of mental powers themselves; the strongest of which belongs to a pilot named Athee, a woman whose skills rival Byron’s unique abilities. Forced to train her mind and further develop her flying aptitude, he finds his patience strained. Add a reluctant friendship with a young scientist, and he feels invaded on every level. All Byron wanted was his privacy…<u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span > <u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span >Available today!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span style="font-family: Arial; "><a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/cassafire-alex-j-cavanaugh/1034742568">Barnes and Noble</a></span> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span style="font-family: Arial; "><a href="http://www.amazon.com/CassaFire-Alex-J-Cavanaugh/dp/0982713940/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1329417150&sr=1-1">Amazon</a></span> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span style="font-family: Arial; "><a href="http://www.amazon.com/CassaFire-ebook/dp/B007A2TSNG/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1329663355&sr=1-1">Amazon Kindle</a></span> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span > <u></u><u></u></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span ><b><span>CassaFire</span></b><span> is the sequel to Cavanaugh’s first book, <b>CassaStar, </b>an Amazon Top Ten Best Seller:<u></u><u></u></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><i><span >“…calls to mind the youthful focus of Robert Heinlein’s early military sf, as well as the excitement of space opera epitomized by the many Star Wars novels. Fast-paced military action and a youthful protagonist make this a good choice for both young adult and adult fans of space wars.” - Library Journal</span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Arial; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "><i><span style="font-size: 11pt; "><br /></span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Arial; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><span style="font-size: 15px; "><b>Okay... are you still here? Why are you still here? Go get your copy of CassaFire today!!! :)</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Arial; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "><i><span style="font-size: 11pt; "><br /></span></i></p></div>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-88121370168744687662012-01-04T02:22:00.002-05:002012-01-04T11:10:11.328-05:00Insecure Writer's Support Group: OMG.. is it REALLY 2012?So... uh... did anyone notice that 2012 just sort of snuck up on us? No? Is it just me?<div><br /></div><div>Happy New Year guys!!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>I think I may have officially won the award for worst blogger these last couple of months. I'm currently in the middle of a fantastic cold that I managed to get RIGHT before New Year's Eve... so it sort of delayed my return even more... *hides face in shame*</div><div><br /></div><div>I was looking at <a href="http://writinginanutshell.blogspot.com/2011/01/welcoming-2011.html">last year's</a> resolutions (naturally), and I realized I'd come down with the flu during the holiday season in 2010 as well. Weird, huh?</div><div><br /></div><div>I don't think I'm going to make a list of resolutions this year... I'm terrible with them... but I will make just one though, and it's in honor of our monthly <a href="http://alexjcavanaugh.blogspot.com/p/insecure-writers-support-group.html">Insecure Writer's Support Group</a> (which by the way, is an awesome way to start the new year and return to blogging - thanks <a href="http://alexjcavanaugh.blogspot.com/">Alex</a>!).</div><div><br /></div><div>And here it is:</div><div><br /></div><div><b><span>BELIEVE</span></b></div><div><br /></div><div>That's it.</div><div><br /></div><div>(And it's so serendipitous how this theme seems to be EVERYWHERE lately ;) )</div><div><br /></div><div>Sometimes this is the hardest part of being a writer... <i>believing </i>in yourself. </div><div><br /></div><div>I know it's something I've struggled with tremendously in the past year. Some days have seemed beyond bleak, and I wondered what I was trying to prove. Why I continued to tread down this path when most of the time it seemed like I was getting nowhere. </div><div><br /></div><div>It's not true. Every single process, every erased word, every daunting scene, every rewrite, every mistake made, every lesson learned... they move us forward. </div><div><br /></div><div>So deep down, I <i>know</i> why I don't give up... even if I forget sometimes.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>I love it. </b></div><div><br /></div><div>Plain and simple. It makes me feel peace in this world of chaos. All the tiny pieces of my heart and soul that are tugged in a million different directions throughout each and every day all slip back into place when I look at that page. </div><div><br /></div><div><b>I feel alive. </b></div><div><br /></div><div>It reminds me of who I am, of my hopes and dreams... without writing, a piece of me is missing. A part of me goes dark and hollow and I never realize what is bothering me until I pick up that pen again.</div><div><br /></div><div>And... because I DO believe in it... more than I have anything else. </div><div><br /></div><div>I've been working on this book for 3 years now. 3 YEARS. I know the exact day I started it. It's been through several overhauls, and there are probably several more to come. </div><div><br /></div><div>But I believe in it. I will keep believing in it. And I believe in each and every one of you. And I will keep believing in each and every one of you. </div><div><br /></div><div>So there we have it... my resolution for this year... I'm going to believe in <b>me</b> and <b>you, </b>and all that we can do.</div><div><br /></div><div>I wish everyone an awesome 2012... filled with oodles of agent requests and book deals and author signings. And here's hoping... no BELIEVing... that all of our dreams come true. </div><div><br /></div><div>Because they will, guys. They will :)</div><div><br /></div><div>What are your resolutions for the new year?</div>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com48tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-22324329441619392922011-11-23T19:38:00.003-05:002011-11-23T19:42:06.701-05:00Will Be Back SoonHey Guys,<div><br /></div><div>So sorry for my absence from the blogosphere. I shall be back in the next week or two. Just finishing up another round of revisions, and then things should go back to normal I hope.</div><div><br /></div><div>I miss you guys! How is everyone doing?</div><div><br /></div><div>Any of you participating in NaNo this year? How are those WiP's going?</div><div><br /></div>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-61592054020680683592011-10-26T05:00:00.003-04:002011-10-26T05:00:09.824-04:00Halloween KissesI've recently discovered these incredibly addictive molasses candies that I am totally and completely in love with.<div><br /></div><div>Okay, <i>re-</i>discovered is more like it. </div><div><br /></div><div>Do you know the ones I'm talking about? The toffee like pieces of candy that come individually wrapped in the orange, yellow and black paper? I used to get these in my Halloween bag all the time, and I remember sorting them out and putting them in the "not so great" pile.</div><div><br /></div><div>How could they possibly compare to peanut butter cups or chocolatey covered nougat? But that never stopped me from unwrapping one or two, just for the heck of it (I mean, who was I to waste <i>candy?</i>).</div><div><br /></div><div>A few days ago, I bit into one and it immediately took me back to my childhood. They're soft and gooey and chewy, and oh-so-good. And even though I saw absolutely no value in them back then, that one bite almost fifteen years later changed things. </div><div><br /></div><div>Not only did they have value, but I actually <i>chose</i> to get them over the Mars Bars.</div><div><br /></div><div>So, of course, one thing led to another, and you just know it got me thinking. A lot of the time we may write off a scene, chapter or entire novel, because it doesn't fit into our current goals and objectives. And I know the golden rule is to cut what doesn't work. Clean it up. </div><div><br /></div><div>But then again, maybe it just doesn't work <i>right now</i>.</div><div><br /></div><div>Save it. Come back to it. Maybe it will better fit somewhere else in your life... at a different point, in a different chapter... in a new story. Go through your shelved manuscripts, your long forgotten short stories. Who knows? You may just find a sweet treasure hidden within the pages. </div><div><br /></div><div>So, my burning question.... what's your favorite Halloween candy? ;) AND, have you ever found ideas in an old MS or story that you could use now?</div>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-38230542650842865402011-10-24T10:02:00.005-04:002011-10-24T12:11:00.375-04:00A Blank Page<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">As you guys know, I'm currently hacking my way through edits on my MS.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Right now, I'm staring at Chapter One, wondering how I can rework it.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Again.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I've already changed it three times. And to be honest, there is nothing more I can do.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It's time. To scrap the whole thing and start over.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">With a blank page.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Let's face it. A blank page is scary. As a writer, it can be hard to find anything more intimidating than that empty white screen with the flashing cursor.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">But there is also something refresing and reassuring about the blank page. Because in reality, it's hope in disguise, even though it seems to be dressed up for Halloween, ready to haunt you.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">There are no limits. The prospects are endless. Instead of working with what you've got, you have the freedom to explore, to create, to venture outside the confinement of your scene or chapter. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It's a canvas of possibility.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Even when you're halfway through edits and your story is pretty much complete. Sometimes it's even better, because you already have your framework. You know where you want to go... Where you need to end up. You just need to remove yourself from the slush. Rehashing and overthinking your scene can become repetitive, stirring the same spot over and over until all you have is one big pile of messy scrambled eggs.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Set it aside. Open a new page. And see what you come up with. You might be surprised.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Have you guys ever reached the point where you need to edit your scenes/chapters by starting afresh? Do you find it easier than trying to make sense of what you've got when it's not working? What works for you?</span></div>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-65048025434988747992011-10-21T05:00:00.003-04:002011-10-21T05:00:02.452-04:00Keep On Truckin'<span class="Apple-style-span" >A guy wrote this in my ninth grade yearbook. That's it. No "see you next year" or "it's been cool knowing you". Just "<i>Keep on truckin'" </i>scrawled above his name. </span><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >After that I heard the expression everywhere, and it used to drive me crazy. Who even says that?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >It drifted back to my mind recently as I've been struggling through edits. This book is finished guys, but it's still not...<i>right</i>. I can feel it. I know it can be better. I know there's still lots of work to do.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >One of the most difficult things in this process so far has been the following:</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Looking at a swelling 100k MS, realizing I have to add at least 30k more <b>and then</b> cut 50k... well... it's pretty daunting. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >No, I'm lying. It's downright scary. And this is when the book is still living in only my hands. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >But I soldiered on. And I did it. But it's still not finished. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >And it won't be finished until it's the best I can make it. I feel like that moment is just around the corner... I hope, but I won't know until I <i>feel</i> it.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Until then... I'll just <i>keep on truckin'</i>. I think I've finally learned to appreciate exactly what this means.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Don't give up. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Don't let go.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Don't stop fighting.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Stay with it. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >This is your dream, and you deserve it. The hard work will pay off in the end. It always does.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Sooo... which part of this process have you found the most difficult? The easiest? Are you soldiering on... because you better be!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Have a great weekend guys :)</span></div>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-41132612055977669182011-10-19T18:34:00.004-04:002011-10-19T19:01:33.410-04:00After Happily Ever After<span class="Apple-style-span" >Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, they met and fell in love, and went off in search of great adventure and journeys of epic proportions, bested the beast, slayed the dragon, received her parents approval.... </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >...and lived happily ever after.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >But <i>then</i> what?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >What happened after all that?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Did they have kids? Grandchildren? Did the evil stepsister come back to exact her revenge? Did his best friend ever become a rock star and buy the jet pack?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Yes, even though I'm short of breath following all the excitement that makes the story what it is... I <i>still</i> want to know.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >A part of it may be that I grow so strongly attached to the characters. They become my friends... I care about them, I care about their lives. I want to see them twenty years later... see for myself that not only are they doing well, but that they've <i>succeeded.</i> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Different from a sequel, or a series (although we WILL get into that another day), it's the <i>after </i>that you continue to ponder even when you've been rest assured that everything turned out okay. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Life doesn't just stop at happily ever after, does it? </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I do understand the other side of the coin though--sometimes endings are best left exactly where they are. Trying to return to something twenty years later and re-create the same mood often fails. It's always better to end on a high note.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >But gosh darn it, I still want to know.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I guess this is why I write... so I can make up my own "after happily ever afters" ;)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Are you guys okay with the happy/satisfying endings you're given? Do you ever wonder what happens to your favorite characters after? Am I the only crazy one who cares to know?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-42217086040121727242011-10-14T04:00:00.003-04:002011-10-14T04:00:00.665-04:00Pay It Forward Blogfest<span class="Apple-style-span" >Happy Friday Everyone!</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Today I am participating in my first ever <i>official</i> blogfest. Yuppers, the incredible brainchild of <a href="http://theqqqe.blogspot.com/">Matthew</a> and <a href="http://alexjcavanaugh.blogspot.com/">Alex</a>... <b><span class="Apple-style-span" >The Pay it Forward Blogfest</span></b>! As a general (insane) rule, I never take part in these things, but this is a great initiative, and I couldn't resist. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >And guys.. blogfests are FUN... like the "jump out of your seat, run down the street hollering at the top of your lungs fun"... it's fantastic to visit a variety of blogs and read everyone's take on things. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >So the name of the game is to get us meeting people, and connecting and making new friends and all that wonderful stuff. All participants must list three awesome blogs they read and think others would also be interested in.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Kapeesh?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Sooooo... without further ado... blogroll please!</span></div><div><br /></div><div>1. <a href="http://theresamilstein.blogspot.com/">Theresa's Tales of Teaching Tribulations and Typing Teen Texts</a> - Theresa never fails to amaze me with her down-to-earth, inspirational posts. Always relatable, always spot on and <i>always</i> thought provoking.</div><div><br /></div><div>2. <a href="http://kendaturner.blogspot.com/">Words and Such</a> - I've known Kenda for quite some time, and I can always count on her for beautiful, creative posts that just make my day. </div><div><br /></div><div>3. <a href="http://claudiadelbalso.blogspot.com/">Claudia Del Balso, Writer</a> - Claudia is a power house of stellar advice and helpful tips for new and aspiring writers. She has published nine short stories and writes for an online magazine. </div><div><br /></div><div>Please check out these blogs if you have time. No time? Bookmark them and come back to them later... I promise you, you won't be disappointed! :)</div><div><br /></div><div>What is everyone up to this weekend?</div><div><br /></div>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-60609180412064284012011-10-12T18:25:00.007-04:002011-10-13T23:05:40.218-04:00A Dark and Stormy Night<span class="Apple-style-span">It's pouring rain outside today. The skies are dark and gloomy... there's a definite chill in the air. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span">I'm sitting in a familiar foreign place, surrounded by what I don't know, and what I dream about everyday. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Half the time I don't even make sense to myself, let alone anyone else. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Today I am broken. Small pieces. Fragments of what I normally am. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">It sounds bad, right? Surprisingly, it's not. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Sometimes I find it the best place to be. It's the place where you reflect, where the thought process takes on a life of its own. Where the words transform on the page... they become more than just words. They hold a deeper meaning. </span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">So what should you do? Use it to your advantage!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Take that dark mood and those swirling emotions and <i>write. </i>Sure, it's the opposite of happy, but it's still beneficial. Just in a different way.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">I do some of my best writing in this place. Maybe it's where I do most of my soul searching.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">This is also the best place to write those particularly difficult scenes--you know the ones, right? The ones that tear at your heart, and stump your fingers. The ones you have to erase and re-do over and over. The ones that are so hard to get right because they need to be conveyed just so.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Sometimes all it takes is a dark and stormy night...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">What about you guys? Does the mood you're in affect your ability to write? Do you find it easier to write gloomier or difficult scenes when you're also in a likewise mood?</span></div>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-36490236760316765412011-10-07T04:00:00.004-04:002011-10-07T04:00:07.969-04:00Finding Windows and Opening Doors<span class="Apple-style-span">Hi Everyone!</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Thank you for all your comments, supportive words and encouragement on my last post. It's great to know I'm not alone :)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">If I haven't gotten around to your blog as yet, I promise you I'm on my way... apologies for taking so long, a few unexpected things cropped up over the last couple of days that I needed to deal with. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">So let's review a few items that have been helpful when I've found myself in the "room with no windows". (If today's topic is new to you, please refer to <a href="http://writinginanutshell.blogspot.com/2011/10/insecure-writers-support-group-room.html">Wednesday's post</a> for a quick recap.)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">There are two main stages to this phenomenon. One is the BEFORE, the other is the AFTER.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; ">See below.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span">1) First Stage - The Creative Process</span></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">This is a great place to be. The ideas are flowing. Inspiration speeds towards you like a runaway train, you can barely keep up. This story is practically writing itself. Only one problem - it's all in your head.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><i><u><span class="Apple-style-span">Write it down</span></u></i></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span">Grab that <b>pen and paper</b> and jot it down while it's still fresh in your mind. That way, when you sit down at your computer later, you've already got most of the groundwork complete.</span></li></ul><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span">If you have access to your <b>computer</b> and MS, get it in there. </span></li></ul><i><u><span class="Apple-style-span">No access to a pen and paper</span></u></i></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span">Quite a few bloggers on Wednesday suggested using a <b>recorder or dictaphone</b> - awesome idea guys! I didn't even think of this one--thanks so much for this suggestion. Record it, listen back to it when you're ready to write.</span></li></ul><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span">Your <b>cellphone or other favorite media device</b> (obviously this only applies if you have one). I don't go anywhere without my phone. And phones nowadays have all sort of features. The simplest one? Open up a memo or notepad and type in your thoughts. Again, this will save you the grunt work for later.</span></li></ul><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span">None of the above? Try using a <b>mnemonic technique</b>. Create a memorable poem or think of a unique string of words that relate to your thought process. When you return to this phrase later, it can help restore you to the track you were on. </span></li></ul></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">2) <b>Second Stage - The Dark Room</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">You had no time to get those ideas down. The only tools at your disposal were your mind and a handful of possibilities that you dared to dream while you gazed out the train window or dropped the kids off at school.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Now it's (insert number) hours later, and those same brilliant ideas are no longer coherent... they're tangled up with one another in a disarray of colors, stray letters and clashing sentences. It just doesn't sound <i>right</i> anymore.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Your new problem? You're staring at a blank screen, your brain refusing to connect with your fingers.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><i><u><span class="Apple-style-span">Write Anyways</span></u></i></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span">Just start writing. Whether it's good, bad, or complete garbage. <b>Force those words onto the page</b>. Sometimes it all just sorts itself out.</span></li></ul><i><u><span class="Apple-style-span">Recreate the Moment</span></u></i></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span">Close your eyes and delve deep in the recesses of your mind. <b>Mentally go back to that mindset</b> that you were in when the ideas came to you. Oftentimes this helps to open the door and let words out.</span></li></ul><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><u>Take a Short Break</u></i></span></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>Go for a walk, listen to some relaxing music, surf the web, read some blogs</b>. Take deep breaths, clear your mind and refocus your energy. </span></li></ul></div><i><u><span class="Apple-style-span">Forget About It and Do Something <b>Fun</b></span></u></i></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>Just leave it alone</b>. Put it out of your head. We tend to put so much pressure on ourselves and these words that the strain is overwhelming. We freeze. Tense up. Turn off that screen and go do something (else) you genuinely enjoy - something that makes you feel light and happy, even downright giddy. Once that pressure is off, you will be amazed at how quickly the ideas return. </span></li></ul><div><span class="Apple-style-span">I just realized how long this post is (sorry guys!), but there we have it--what usually works for me. Try them all, and see what works for you. Anything you would like to add? Did I miss any? Please share! </span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Hope everyone has a wonderful, inspirational and creative weekend :)</span></div>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-47543377929069705872011-10-05T04:00:00.005-04:002011-10-05T04:00:10.419-04:00Insecure Writer's Support Group: A Room With No Windows<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YO_k58aUFWo/TouncCT_BRI/AAAAAAAAAGc/1R8y4bbeYTA/s1600/InsecureWritersSupportGroup.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 171px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YO_k58aUFWo/TouncCT_BRI/AAAAAAAAAGc/1R8y4bbeYTA/s200/InsecureWritersSupportGroup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659801456820028690" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; ">So today is my first post for the <a href="http://alexjcavanaugh.blogspot.com/p/insecure-writers-support-group.html">Insecure Writer's Support Group</a> hosted by <a href="http://alexjcavanaugh.blogspot.com/">Mr. Alex J. Cavanaugh</a>.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Today I wanted to talk about something that's been plaguing me for a while. Maybe the last couple of months. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">I'm stuck. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">But not in the way you would think. The inspiration is there. The ideas are there. The words are there. I just can't seem to get them <i>out</i>. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Last Friday I touched on the subject of how cluttered spaces can create a cluttered mind. Well, that's how my mind has been feeling lately. Cluttered. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span">There is a serious game of table tennis going on in a windowless room with no doors in the confined spaces of my brain. These words go back and forth, each one ricocheting off the other, colliding with the next new onslaught of "ah-hah's" and "I should do that!".</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">And there they bounce, with no where to go, not even a small sliver of light in the darkness to provide any release. I sit down each night, and face my screen... overwhelmed, excited, nervous.... and then...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">...nothing.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">My fingers freeze. The room shuts down. Sentences which made perfect sense three hours before now exist in fragments, each one blending into the next, until it's all a blur.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">I know what's causing it. I'm stressed <i>beyond</i> words right now. Too stressed to believe in those very words that keep me going, help me make sense of the daily craziness, of things outside of my control... the ones that normally keep the stress at bay. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Maybe I put too much pressure on them. Maybe I'm not putting enough...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Okay, I'm going to leave you there, because this post is already long enough as it is, and I know there are many more to go through... but pop back here on Friday when we'll explore various ways I've found helpful for dealing with this. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Thanks for listening--er--reading guys, and thank you to Alex, for being the driving force behind this wonderful idea!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Please do share, have you ever experienced this? Have you found yourself stuck lately?</span></div>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-21774077670053827132011-10-03T04:00:00.005-04:002011-10-03T04:00:11.729-04:00Halloweeny Shaped Clam Chowder Made By Simon Cowell<span class="Apple-style-span" >Hi Everyone!</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Goodness, we're already in October! It's crazy how quickly this year is moving. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I was originally going to talk about cluttered spaces and ideas being trapped today, but I've recently signed up for <a href="http://alexjcavanaugh.blogspot.com/p/insecure-writers-support-group.html">Alex J. Cavanaugh's Insecure Writer's Support Group</a> (first Wednesday of every month), and I think I'll save this topic for then. You guys should definitely head over and check it out if you haven't already (and if you haven't heard of Alex or visited his blog, please rectify this immediately, because he is just awesome!). </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Hmmm, so now that my topic for today is gone, I think I'm going to share a few bits of Monday randomosity with you... since it's been a while ;)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >1. I've recently started watching The X Factor (US version). I don't know what it is with me and Simon Cowell--he just cracks me up. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >2. I'm itching to finish my edits today, but I think I've just discovered a major flaw that will require a significant rewrite.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >3. I seriously want to go to Disney World (again), and have the clam chowder at Magic Kingdom.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >4. I'm feeling very Halloweeny (yup, it's all about making up the words today)... I want to watch scary movies and make cookies shaped like witches and ghosts. Must be the weather.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >5. There is a spider web outside my window in which a gazillion little midges are caught (May and September are their seasons). It's disturbing. I was going to include pictures, but after careful consideration, decided against it.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >How about you guys? Any bits of random to share on this lovely Monday? Anyone else feeling Halloweeny? Should we plan a trip to Disney World? Who's in?</span></div><div><br /></div>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-2215325365057317132011-09-30T04:00:00.006-04:002011-09-30T04:00:09.718-04:00Getting In The Mood<span class="Apple-style-span">Hmmm... I hope your mind isn't in the gutter right now ;).</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">No, I'm talking about getting in the mood to <i>write</i>.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">I know some people have their own special routines... making tea, putting the kids to bed, watching a few episodes of their favorite shows... others just hop onto their computer or flip open their notebooks and let the words flow. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">I don't have a special routine--I just try to write any spare moment I can find. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; ">And while there is absolutely nothing specific that I do, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; ">sometimes when I'm stuck, it helps to clear the area around me. Paper somehow manages to pile up in skyscraper-like stacks in choice spots along my desk. Goodness knows where it comes from. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">An uncluttered work area usually steers me back on track when I find myself not in the mood sometimes. Clearing the clutter clears my mind so to speak, and reveals the window when the ideas get trapped (we'll delve more into this on Monday).</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">It may be purely psychological, but I think it helps. Sometimes we all need a little nudge, a little motivation. Even when it comes to things we love. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Even if the nudge is served warm with a nice helping of procrastination on the side ;). </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">What sorts of things do you to get into the mood to write? Do you need to do anything at all? Do you follow a specific routine? Do you find having a routine helpful?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Have a good weekend everyone!</span></div><div><br /></div>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-68100461596495951442011-09-28T18:30:00.003-04:002011-09-28T18:56:50.526-04:00The Social Network<span class="Apple-style-span" >Or maybe I should say <i>networks</i>.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >They exist in all forms, shapes and sizes...each promising to be bigger and better than the next, the solution to every communication and connection dilemma you could ever dream up.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Blogger, Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr, Google+.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >And to date, how many have I joined? </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Exactly ONE. And this is it.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >To all of you who have an account on each of the above (and others), AND manage to keep them up to date, I have such total and complete respect for you. You guys are super ninjas. I know how hard it is. I struggle with just the one! </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >But I do plan on joining Twitter soon, and possibly Google+ because it just looks so darn cool.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >And of course, as writers (or any other artist or business person), they help us to build our platforms, which is what we're supposed to be doing from the get-go. Meeting the right people, growing an audience, spreading the word, promoting what we do...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >But in truth... they do connect people...the ones travelling the same path, the ones searching for answers or support, the ones who just want to share. They do bring us closer together. They do offer new means of communication. And they do allow us in to keep in touch in an age and world where lives can get too hectic to have a nice long chat over the backyard fence to find out how "so and so" is doing today.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >How many of these social platforms have you joined? Did I miss any crucial ones? And how do you manage it all!?</span></div>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-70617096124706159212011-09-21T03:00:00.004-04:002011-09-21T03:00:01.288-04:00Can You Smell That?<span class="Apple-style-span">Smell is one of the strongest senses tied to memory. Nothing transports you faster to days long ago than a whiff of a long forgotten aroma from your past.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">The smell of a new car. The wet pavement after a summer rain. Fresh bread baking in the oven. A field full of clovers. The first snowfall of Winter. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">For me, it's the smell of a book, and the places where they come from. There's just something about the smell of a library or a bookstore. Whether it be the musty aroma of hundreds of novels that have passed through thousands of hands over the years, or the crisp scent of pristine tomes just hitting the shelves, it's the unique smell that you can only get from hundreds of books situated in one room.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">It's like... magic.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><div><span class="Apple-style-span">I remember when I was younger, I used to make my dad come and sit with me in the library while I sorted through and eventually picked about 15 - 20 books to take home for those three glorious weeks. When I hit my teens, I used to make my parents drop me off at the giant bookstore about fifteen minutes away from my house while they did groceries.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">And regardless of where I was, when I was amongst those books, time just disappeared.</span></div></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">When I hear that in the future bookstores and libraries will cease to exist, it just about breaks my heart. I know</span> in this day and age, it's much easier to order your books online or have them directly downloaded to your e-reader, but nothing, absolutely nothing, beats walking into one of those sanctuaries and re-escaping to your childhood. </span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">To this day, every time I hold a book in my hands, I can't resist taking a quick sniff of those pages...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">What are your favorites scents? Which ones transport you back to your childhood? Do you have a strange obsession with the smell of books too?</span></div>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-31692893177616535892011-09-19T03:00:00.001-04:002011-09-19T03:00:18.607-04:00The Road Less Traveled<span class="Apple-style-span" >I have two day planners. One was given to me, and the other I bought. I love them both, and herein lay my dilemma. I wanted to <i>use</i> them both. Both have great features unique to each - the dates even extend to the end of 2012. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I spent a good couple hours of this weekend ripping both planners apart and shuffling things around (and this was no easy feat, mind you--the pages are completely different with the holes in varying places). I then put the whole thing back together to my liking. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >The result?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >The PERFECT planner. MY perfect planner. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Sure, it would have been easier to just go with one, and suck it up, or even just buy a new one. But I'm very particular - I know what I want - and I found it in both. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >And it got me thinking. This is the same approach we take with our writing.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >We hear it time and time again: the easy way isn't always the best way. By taking the easy way, you may end up cheating yourself out of what you deserve. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >You deserve the best. But it will be hard work. You may have to rip those pages out and put them back together time and time again. Then do it all over from the beginning. Until you have the perfect work of art. YOUR perfect work of art.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Yes, it will take longer, but it will be worth it. It's always worth it in the end.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >And just remember, you should never, ever have to settle. Reach high and reach far. Use what you've got and turn it into gold. And never give up.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >So tell me, how many times have you reconstructed your MS until it was perfect to you? Did you ever take the difficult road with something when the easy road was right in front of you?</span></div>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-61805991541544823422011-09-16T03:00:00.004-04:002011-09-16T03:00:08.464-04:00"Hogwarts Will Always Be There To Welcome You Home"<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 12.75pt;tab-stops:45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt"><span style="color: rgb(42, 42, 42); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Those of you who have been with me for a while know that I was late to the Harry Potter game.<br /><br />So to recap... </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 12.75pt;tab-stops:45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt"><span style="color: rgb(42, 42, 42); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >While I'd watched the movies over the years, I only got around to reading the books last summer. I even had it in my head that the movies must be better than the books because they were THAT good.. How could anything top them?<br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(42, 42, 42); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >For the other three people who don't know, I was wrong my friends... If you think the movies are good, the books are a trillion times better. I read all 7 books over the course of two months. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 12.75pt;tab-stops:45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(42, 42, 42); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span class="Apple-style-span" >I couldn't put them down. I just COULD NOT PUT THEM DOWN. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 12.75pt;tab-stops:45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(42, 42, 42); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span class="Apple-style-span" >I read every spare second I got. I summoned every last ounce of will power that I had to not sneak peeks at them during work hours. My day was spent thinking about when next I'd be able to re-escape back into the world of Hogwarts.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 12.75pt;tab-stops:45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(42, 42, 42); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span class="Apple-style-span" >But this is the feeling you get from reading an incredible book with an equally incredible story. And while you will almost never find me without a book in my hands, it had been a long time since a story moved me that way. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 12.75pt;tab-stops:45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt"><span style="color: rgb(42, 42, 42); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" > I only saw the final movie four weeks ago, on the very last day it was playing. Because I just didn't want it to end.<br /><br />But in truth, it never really ends, does it?<br /><br />The stories that touch your heart stay with you forever. They become a part of you, and like the best kept of promises, re-enter your life from time to time... to bring a smile to your face... to remind you.<br /><br />What books have you read recently (or in the past) that had a profound impact on you? Which ones did you have a hard time putting down?</span></span></p>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-89368060153340293452011-09-14T18:26:00.011-04:002011-09-14T19:34:18.610-04:00Finding Your Passion<div>If someone had told me ten years ago that I'd be trying to make a career out of writing, I would have risen one very disbelieving eyebrow.</div><div><br /></div><div>I mean... I love to write<i>. </i>But come on, a <i>writer</i>?</div><div><br /></div><div>Everyone knows there's no money to be made in writing. Writing is something you do in your spare time (on the premise that you actually have any). A silly side hobby for the dabblers.</div><div><br /></div><div>It's just for FUN. </div><div><br /></div><div>I mean... isn't that what <i>they</i> always say?</div><div><br /></div><div>And how can you possibly write a whole novel? Isn't that, like, 400 pages?</div><div><div><br /></div><div><div>My life has taken a lot of unexpected twists, yet through all the ups and downs, the one thing that remained constant was writing. </div><div><br /></div><div>Without even realizing it, it became my truth. It resurfaced as my drive. It thrived as my passion. The more I wrote, the more I wanted it. The more I STILL want it. </div><div><br /></div><div>And you know what? </div><div><br /></div><div>I finished that novel. I wrote the 400 pages. I found the time. Because when it's something you truly love--you always find the time. Even when the only opportunity appears at 2:00 a.m. after a sixteen hour work day, and you've finally gotten the baby to fall asleep.</div><div><br /></div><div>Because passion like that comes from deep within. It's what keeps you moving forward, moving towards your dreams. It's what makes you dedicated<i>. </i>And as long as you hold on to it, anything is possible. </div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Is there money to be made in writing? I don't know. It isn't the most clear cut profession.</div><div><br /></div><div>Is it rewarding? Being able to touch someone with your story? The feeling you get watching the words fill the page?</div><div><br /></div><div>Definitely. </div><div><br /></div><div>And I guess that's what makes it all worth it, isn't it? </div><div><br /></div><div>And just for the record, we shouldn't always listen to what "they" say. ;)</div><div><br /></div><div>So tell me, what made you realize you wanted to be a writer? When do you find time to write? </div></div></div><div><br /></div>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-33824059058151437432011-09-12T04:00:00.002-04:002011-09-12T04:00:08.626-04:00WiP UpdateWow. I can't believe how much time has passed. We're almost at the end of another year. <div><br /></div><div>As you know, summer just sort of took over my life during the last little while. Between work, writing, numerous family get together's, writing, work, writing, work... did I mention writing and work--blogging fell to the wayside. </div><div><br /></div><div>I've been visiting over the last week, and quite a few people have taken temporary hiatuses as well.</div><div><br /></div><div>But alas, September is here, and it's time to get back into the grind.</div><div><br /></div><div>So. To get things started, I wanted to give you a quick WiP update.</div><div><br /></div><div>Where things stand now:</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm just about at the end of a major revision/rewrite which I hope to fully complete by the end of this week. After that, I will be doing another minor revision round of things I've highlighted, and then print the whole baby out for final edits.</div><div><br /></div><div>What about you guys? How are things going with your WiP's? What has everyone been up to? Any interesting summer stories?</div><div><br /></div>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-74189067101618051352011-08-31T10:28:00.008-04:002011-08-31T11:47:22.907-04:00Still Alive and Rach's Third Writers' Platform Building Campaign<span class="Apple-style-span" >Hi Everyone!</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >
<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Just wanted to let you know that I am still alive and plan to be back to regular posting within the next couple of weeks. I apologize for my absence - I was bitten by SUMMER and all that comes with it - you know what I mean. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >
<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I hope you are all doing well--I miss you guys and can't wait to catch up! :)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >
<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I've been truly missing blogging and visiting you guys. I feel very disconnected and out of sorts. But everyone knows the best way to get out of this type of slump is to not only reconnect with old friends, but make some new ones. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >
<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >And honestly, there's no better way to do this than Rachael Harrie's awesome Platform Building Campaign. For those of you who don't know Rach or haven't heard of her Campaigns, you need to click on the link below and zoom on over there because she is absolutely amazing.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >
<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I just signed up and as today is the last day to join, I wanted to let all of you know so you can as well.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >
<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >For more details, click on the following link:</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >
<br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><h2 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; position: relative; font: normal normal bold 14px/normal Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-transform: uppercase; "><a href="http://rachaelharrie.blogspot.com/2011/08/third-writers-platform-building.html">Third writers' platform building campaign</a></h2><div>It's going to be great! </div><div>
<br /></div><div>Alrighty everyone - I'll be back in about a week. "See" you soon!</div></span></span>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883235275007051023.post-19027751020148673052011-06-06T01:00:00.002-04:002011-06-06T01:00:04.767-04:00You Know You've Got It Bad When...<span class="Apple-style-span" >...you <i>choose</i> not to watch the American Idol finale, even though you've lamented for 3 three years about missing it because you were on vacation.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >...you forgo reserving tickets for the musical that was just extended, even though just three months ago, you were upset that you waited that long in the first place and lost the opportunity.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >...you nearly miss your cousin's wedding (this one needs no further explanation, it's just plain bad).</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >...your friends start to wonder if you don't like them anymore because they haven't seen you in months.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >But you're writing. <b><i>Writing</i>. </b> Maybe you're in the thick of revisions, and you've <i>almost</i> gotten that scene just the way it's supposed to be. Perhaps you're so close, you can almost taste it... </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Yes, my friends, this is the stage I'm at right about now. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >It's all I think about. I don't want to do anything else. It's like I'm possessed. At work, I have to force myself to stop dreaming about this book, and the next chapter I get to rewrite, that last little bit of detail I left out, the amazing, <i>better</i> ending... </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Sure, it's great... it's wonderful to feel this passionately about something again. It's been a while since I felt that zest (another story for another day), but at the same time, it's pretty amazing and strange how it can change your life. How both things that used to seem so important, and things that are still very important start to mesh... and the only time you feel any clarity is when you're working on this darn MS. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >But I<i> didn'</i>t miss my cousin's wedding, and I am going to call my friends back. I know my priorities, but it does seem like this book is determined to remain in the spotlight. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Do you guys ever experience this? Do you ever give anything up in order to write? Have you noticed that your priorities have changed since you started writing?</span></div>WritingNuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.com27