For years, I’ve had this Nora Roberts quote pinned to my wall. It’s a reminder to just get the story down, no matter how messy that first draft is.
Mostly, I write seven days a week. On some days—those days when my imagination has gone AWOL—I stare listlessly at the computer screen or gaze out the window at the wildlife in the pond. I try not to take a single day off. If I do, the flow of the story falters and grinds to a halt. It might take days for my characters to reappear. So I show up. Every. Single. Day. Even when I’m on vacation.
This week, I finished the first draft of my super secret project (coming fall of 2016!!!) and quite frankly, it was hard work. Lackluster work. One of those books where the hero and heroine sat in the corner of the coffee shop and whistled Dixie while I bled each word. And then I began the revisions and found pure gold.
Stay tuned for more about this story. I’m looking forward to sharing it with you in the coming months. As soon as it’s no longer a super secret project…
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Till next time, happy reading!
The other morning, reluctant to get out of bed but knowing full well that I should, I snuggled into the covers and let my mind wander. I’d spent the last month puzzling over a couple of important plot points that I needed for the end of Caught Between a Rock and a Hunka Man. I wanted them to be touching and emotional and definitely romantic, but up to that Saturday morning, I still had nothing.
Not a single idea. Not even a hint.
The fact that I’d spent the month of December stressing over Christmas preparations (and of course, eating all of those “preparations”) probably had something to do with the lack of inspiration. My muse was hiding in the background, staying out of my way, and waiting for me to chill.
Then bang, on that Saturday morning as I lazed in bed, I got a twofer. Yes, two separate scenes that came like a sprinkle of fairy dust. I promptly thanked my muse for blessing me with the ideas, then charged out of bed to write them down before they vanished.
And vanish they do. There’s a wonderful scene in the movie About Time where the playwright answers the incessant knocking at the front door only to lose the only idea he’s had all year. (Awesome, romantic, funny, heartbreaking movie, btw!) Catch the trailer here:
So that’s how inspiration appears for me, like magic, in a puff of smoke sprinkled with fairy dust. How do your ideas come to you (and I’m not just talking writing here…any old flash of inspiration in your day will do). Talk to me. I love to hear from you!
How is everyone doing today on this amazing first day of another new year? It’s all I can do to contain my urge to climb up on the rooftop to shout HAPPY 2016…except my roof is covered with snow and ice and I’m scared of heights, so I’ll just shout HAPPY NEW YEAR from my favorite spot in the whole wide world, right here in my home office where I can connect to the rest of the world and all of you.
For the past year, I’ve let myself be guided by a single word. PROLIFIC. It got me through the insanity of the last year and a half while I was deluged with family stuff, and helped me focus my spare time and spare brain cells on the writing.
This past December, I began the process of selecting my Word of the Year for 2016. I went through several words—expand, trust, passionate, open-hearted—and then I found the one that encompassed it all.
I want to spend this year being MORE. More heart, more passion, more prolific, and more social. I want to go deeper into my characters and stories. I want to publish more books than I did last year. And I want to talk more about books and writing and life, and connect with people once again on Facebook and Twitter.
In other words, I’m coming out of the cave I’ve been in for the past year and some, and reengaging.
Do you have a Word of the Year? Or do you make New Year’s resolutions and goals? Talk to me. I love to hear from you!
Want to take a behind-the-scenes peek at my writerly life? I’m over at Cheryl Cooke Harrington’s Stillpoint blog today with pictures of my office and a look at what I’m working on now. Come say hello so I’m not lonely!
I’m celebrating the month of love with romance books!
Last month’s selections were all terrific and while I loved each book, the one that touched me the most was Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert. In fact, it touched me so deeply, at one point I had to set the book down and…well, if you’re interested, I shared my discovery over at the Women Unplugged site (What I Discovered While Reading Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert).
And now I’m looking forward to another month with my nose in some great books. How about you? What are you reading this month?
Here are my February reads: