Friday’s “reviews”

I’ve read quite a few books now and learning so much. The main thing I’ve learned from good pieces of literature is not just having a story to tell, but how the story was told. For example, in All The Light We Cannot See, multiple character’s stories are told in the forward and backward traveling through time kind of fashion. It was a challenge to follow, as a reader, but in my opinion, gave the story some mystery as well as anticipation.

I can’t imagine the challenge for the writer, but then again, this is Pulitzer Award winning level. Yeah. I also have enjoyed the learning in reading good books. I enjoy smelling and looking at flowers, but I’ve never studied them.  In The Language of Flowers, I was able to enjoy an inspiring story while also learning about flowers. Even if the story was about the character overcoming a difficult past, the reader is encouraged to open their eyes to the gifts people possess no matter their background.

In the The Martian, even though I’m not a technical geek ( I wish I was!) I could still enjoy how the author used humor to lighten the undeniably terrifying aspect of being left alone on the Planet of Mars. Had it not been for the comedic relief, I might not have been able to read this book. So, humor, sarcasm and well placed cuss words granted realness to a gifted main character.

Now, after reading quite a few books, I might be falling forever into the rabbit hole of literature, never to be found again. Thank you writers for keeping your dreams of telling us great stories. You’re appreciated!

 

Promoting a story

I wrote a story with my friend. Our story, Extraordinary Girl is a novel about a young woman who finds her way in the world despite her many obstacles.

For whatever reasons, I’ve not promoted it before, but I knew that the time would come for it to be out there where it belongs. (In the hands of readers!) Truly, it was not written for only ourselves to enjoy.

The process of writing a novel, even a short one, is long and tedious.  It reminded me of when I was pregnant with my children. The first stages involved much preparation, excitement and thrill. But like pregnancy, the last stages of writing the book became tiring, heavy and frustrating. Birthing a book involved time, energy and even money to get enough of the kinks out.

And then, after completing the process, and reaching the end of a long race, I learned that the end of one process was really the beginning of another process, in which I wasn’t completely ready. And that process is promoting the work, our work. It is not a process I was familiar with, nor frankly willing to get acquainted with at that moment.

I mean, wasn’t it enough our story was out there, published on Kindle?  And if it was written to be read, and put on a proverbial “shelf”, then it would be found and read. Right? Wrong. And honestly,  I knew that.  But hey, it was out of my hands, at least.

When I read about promoting a story, a piece of my soul immediately rejected the idea. Nope! Not interested in putting our work (hard work) out there to be criticized and rejected.

But now? Well, after months and month of working in other “arenas”, doodling, blogging and such, I’ve finally reached the point where I’m ready to promote. I’m no longer worried about the “public-eye” or ratings or inevitable rejections. All those things are not the measure of truth.

The truth is that what my friend and I did in writing a story together is an accomplishment and a beginning of a dream realized. To become writers. We created a character that we both believed in and birthed her story. We wrote. Yay us!

 

 

 

 

 

The story

Hello fellow writers and readers…

I felt it was about time that I unveiled to you the first story that I’ve ever published on Kindle.

The book was conceived with from a piece of writing that my friend did and put away in her nightstand. One day, she read it to me and a story was born. We strived to put our words and voices together and our desires for the main characters. This was a challenge, but after a few years of working on it, we felt it time to put it out there in the hands of readers.

We are very open to feed back and criticism as long as you’re kind. We realize that as first timer’s, things won’t be perfect, but give it a read and share your thoughts.

 

Please let me know if the link works:

Extraordinary Girl

Monday

Here it is Monday again and I noticed that my last post was a poem. Today, I’m just tapping the keyboard and seeing what comes out.

I do want to report that I finished my story and put it on kindle, but I haven’t yet promoted it.

I will promote it after a few select people read it first, but it’s up and complete, and now I can move forward to the next idea. I’m excited to work on it. At the moment I’m brainstorming with my creative family and playing around with ideas.

I must admit, it’s nice to have fresh thoughts.

 

Psst…

I didn’t write today, and it’s okay…the world won’t end, no one is taking grades today. Relax, pull down your shoulders and breathe…

Yes, I’m talking to myself and anyone else who has high standards for themselves like I do.

No, I didn’t write, but I did do a “brain-cleanse” of sorts. I thought a whole lot about the world at large, my kids, and other random stuff. Sometimes that’s what I need especially after an especially heavy brain-load of information.

I had writing class last night and so today, I decided to put my energy into cleaning the bathroom tiles. How does that dark stuff accumulate in between the tiles? It’s so annoying! Anyway, manual labor like that helps me process thoughts, the news of the world and the details of my small life.

I’m coming close to finishing another draft. That’s what I’ve decided to call it. A draft and it’s liberating to call it what it is.  It’s not a complete book. Simon and Schuster isn’t knocking at my door just yet. But, it’s a goal completed, and that is an (or will be) accomplishment.

Until then,

~peace amigos.

Monday’s Reflections

How am I doing? I’m great! I edited a blog for someone, started laundry and intend to finish my story before the frantic-ness of the holidays begins. I may not finish the latter in one day, but I vow to complete at least one chapter per day until frantic day-1.

That is the goal anyway.

Here’s what I’ve further learned thus far from my writing class:

  1. Just because the story is a good story doesn’t mean it’s a story that is ready to be a story until it’s a story.
  2. An author alone carries a magic wand in his own world. Rules guide her, but by no means, define her.
  3. A well-read book is a book that read’s well.
  4. Just freakin’ get the story down, forget all the other details that you’ll end up paying someone else down the line to do.
  5. Let loose!  rap, car-dance,  karaoke or sprint until you fall, in real life and in your writing.

That is all for today.

~Peace friends.

 

Second Class and reality

It was only Monday that I was tooting my own horn, right? Don’t worry, after my second writing class, I was put in my place! There I sat with 20 or so other writers and yes, the room was quiet. We were all getting mesmerized and high on 3 hours of vital information for writing our prospective novels. I think I blew a few gaskets in my brain trying to absorb and process the writing craft. When it was all said and done, I will probably be rewriting for a while, but I’m not regretting the investment I’ve made in this class, on the contrary, after only two classes, I’ve gone from hopeful to completing this novel, to determined. Even if it takes longer than I expected.

~Peace friends!

I will write

I’m still here. After thinking about the goals for my site and I’ve decided to “try on” a different theme. The goal here is writing and my previous theme, though appealing, kept me from my goal as I was focusing too much on thinking of what photo to highlight or which would match the writing.  So, for those of you that enjoy my photography, please visit my photo blog. The purpose of that site is photos. For this site, I will write.

I spent a few weeks in my hometown of Fort Worth, Texas visiting, thinking, reflecting and plotting as usual. Is there an artist that doesn’t plot, scheme, dream or wonder? Whether it was the sweltering heat, or the food choices or lack of chocolate, I came away from my vacation more sure than fearful about the path of my future career. I will write. Though the use of a comma evades me, I will write.

I even enjoyed the fantasy of becoming a novelist. But, it occurred to me that there is one thing that I don’t have in common with story writers. It seems to me that most novelists enjoy telling stories, while I fancy the weaving of a story. Makes me wonder if instead I just need to try to play Minecraft?

Eh, no, there’s something about the written word that is joyful, playful, and open to possibilities that appeals to me, is me.

~I will write.