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Nervousness, My Sworn Enemy

As I approach the end of my editing, which has transformed from content edits to more basic edits, a nervousness is taking over my stomach and declaring victory. If I’m going to take getting published seriously, someone else has to read it aside from me. Now I’ve had offers already, which is wonderful. I intend to take those offers, I crave that criticism. I may turn out to be my biggest critic, but I’m so bogged down in spinning a wonderful story that I’m not sure I can even see the words anymore.

I think that’s why I’ve been quite languid with my edits; I’ve almost come to a complete halt. My support system is spurring me on, however, and I’m starting to feel the pull. I just want to feel that fire, that desire to finish. If I can just get my nerves under control, I can finally finish this round of edits and start sharing.

Deep breath, it’s going to turn out fine.

That’s what I’m going to keep telling myself anyway.

Perspectives and Villains

The Reckoner is a story told about various characters, but very much focuses on the actions of the “good guys”. Now, while this is my intention, I need to also be aware of my “bad guys”. My villains deserve just as much attention as the careful detail given to Evie and her companions. I suppose my point here is that I often write one dimensional when it comes to my villains. I want them to be multi-faceted, to feel real emotions and to have understandable motivations. How hard can that be? Well, it turns out to be quite intricate, much like all of writing.

I’m running into a bit of a road block in my content edits due to this very issue. The turning point is about to happen, but I feel like my villain is falling flat. I have planned out the motivation, but my execution isn’t quite where I want it to be. It just feels, well, silly. I want a raw feeling born of hardship and hardened hearts. I guess I just want more than someone to hate, I want someone real.

I think the biggest point I can make in this post is the fact that I’m avoiding evil. Evil for the sake of evil sounds boring. I’m going to try and bring some wonderful perspective into the mind of my villain and why they do the things they do.

Another Summer, Another Return.

I realize I take a hiatus every summer, but that’s what summer camp does to my mind. I can’t write when I spend all my time either taking care of children or sleeping, it’s just too much. However, that is not the point of this statement. The real point is that my hiatus is almost over!

I’m still quite serious about getting published and intend to spend the fall really prepping and polishing. I’m also bumping up my word count slowly but surely, I”m hoping to hit 60,000 by the end of it. It’s been weeks since I’ve looked at my manuscript, so I took some time tonight to read. It’s really great to get a fresh perspective on my writing. I often find myself getting so bogged down in the details, so focused on getting my points across that I miss the simplest mistakes. It was nice to feel myself even get a little wrapped up in the words, it’s proving that maybe I have created a pull, some intrinsic quality of the words I chose that I strung together in sentences that makes me want to read, want to be be a part of that world.

It’s crazy to me to think that I may actually be moving towards starting my sequel novel. I’ve mapped out the continuation of the story already and it’s new locales and I’m excited to bring my characters there.

So here’s to another summer full of memories and another new beginning for The Reckoner.

Re-Writes…Lovin’ It

I didn’t believe that I would like doing heavy content edits. In fact, I thought it would be like pulling teeth. I had the hardest time starting, flipping open my printed copy of my manuscript and starting up my computer. I suppose the idea of doing much more than basic edits was a little daunting. I had so many ideas for changes swirling around in my head, I couldn’t keep anything tangible at all. However, once I broke myself out of this, I’ve been having such a great time.

I think the best part about essentially rewriting entire sections of my story and even adding new material is that I have a much better understanding of where the story is going now, what needs to be included to make it work and the overall continuity. I’ve made some significant changes in plot, trying to really develop motives. I think as a writer that’s something I’ve struggled with.

Everyone faces different pitfalls, things that pull us down and discourages us when we write. Don’t give up now! Even if you just started or are editing a finished product, it’s important to always be moving forward.

That being said, I’m very happy right now. I’m loving being so involved in the story, getting a better feel for my characters and igniting my love of writing again.

Feels good to be in love.

I Promise I’m Not Dead…Yet.

I recently completed the online workshop I was lucky enough to be a participant in and I feel completely refreshed as a writer. I learned so many things about my writing that I didn’t even have an inkling was true and far more techniques that I should be employing in my work. I really think my first five pages of my novel are far better because of the wonderful authors that helped me see the flaws and beauty in the words. I now feel so much more empowered to make necessary changes in my manuscript, which is something I intend to really push forward in during these upcoming weeks.

I’ve been running into the issue that it’s far more fun to write new material than edit old material, but it has to be done at some point. I’m not about to give up on The Reckoner any time soon, I really believe in it, as lame as that may sound. For now I’ve got to consign myself to the grueling road of revising regardless of the kicking and screaming my mind seems to have been doing lately. After all, if you truly love something, you never give up on it.

In an attempt to help my craft improve, I’ve been reading. And reading. And reading. I’m a little scattered sometimes, so I tend to end up in the middle of three books at the same time. I’m really looking forward to a book I recently purchased called Minutes Before Sunset. It’s by a wonderful author who’s blog I follow. I personally don’t want to be in the middle of three books anymore, so I’m finishing up as much as I can before I dive into this book. Reading is absolutely beneficial, I feel like I have a better understanding now of how I should be writing and who I’m writing for. Love, heartbreak, adventure, shortcomings and overcoming the odds is what I want to convey, what I love about books. Here’s to dreams, without them our lives would be very dull indeed.

 

I’ll be posting again soon with some of my revised work from the workshop, I’m just finishing up the last changes. As always, thanks for checking out my blog!

It’s That Time Again!

So this is a bit late, but better late than never? I’ll get right to it, this is a post for Weekend Writing Warriors! Check out their site for great links to other blogs, I promise it’s great.

I’m continuing my snippet from last week. Evie and Grey are still in the tavern, having a tense conversation.

 

He turned to the barmaid and ordered, gesturing towards the bar. “It’s just a local thing. If you’re going to be here, you might as well experience a little of Nevvara.”

Evie smiled, the skin around her eyes crinkling. “That’s nice of you.

“I just don’t want to be following a tourist around, might as well get it all out of the way now,” he added coolly, not matching her smile.

The girl rolled her eyes, expecting nothing less. He probably wasn’t ever going to be nice to her, a realization she was coming to.

Editing, Revising, Rewriting, Oh My!

So I recently got accepted to an online workshop that focuses on the first five pages of your manuscript (The First Five Pages Workshop! Check it out!) and it is beyond helpful. I really appreciate the criticism, it’s nice to have other eyes see what I’m missing and what could be better. That being said, I’m working pretty hard on my manuscript right now.

I’ve finished the first round of edits on my printed copy, but now it’s time to not only revising, but to also rewrite. It always feels like there’s a million and one things I want to change and I can’t get away from it, it’s overwhelming. I have my readers lined up, but I want to make sure that it’s the best possible product I can provide before I let it get criticized.

I’m still in love with this story, which is pretty crucial given that I’m pouring my heart and soul into it. I have been considering hiring a professional editor to look at my stuff, but I don’t think I’m ready to commit to that just yet. That’s pretty much the news so far. I will be updating again this weekend with another WeWriWa post.

 

 

“In these we see our horror fulfilled. Our most primal feelings rise up inside us and challenge our souls. In the moment we are seized by it all, we are truly alive. It is our myths, it is our beliefs that haunt us and give us something to hold on to with all of our strength. Never lose this, because even in light of reality, we all need to dream.”

~An excerpt from The Reckoner 

WeWriWa, I’ve missed you.

Hello everyone! Time for another week of Weekend Writing Warriors. I’ve chosen to continue the snippet from two weeks ago at this point, so I’ll refresh your memory a little. As always, thanks for checking out my blog!

 

Evie and Grey are still in the tavern and Evie’s feeling homesick, but Grey’s going to change the subject.

 

“Yes…yes I’m fine,” she muttered, catching her breath. “Just got a little lost in my thoughts.”

“Have you ever had blue fin?” He asked her simply, throwing a hand up in the air to signal the barmaid.

“I’m from a city in the middle of a land-locked country. If it’s not found in a lake, I haven’t tried it. This whole tropical environment is totally new to me,” Evie told him, pushing her blonde hair behind her shoulders. She looked around with wide eyes, the mixed population was much more diverse in a tavern, as always.

“Well, I suppose this will be a new experience for you,” he replied.

 

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Avoiding Graduate School, One Blog Post at a Time

Ever have moments of discouragement? I’ve been full of them lately. I’m still working on the first round of edits and re-writes of my manuscript, but I’ve also been reading a TON and I can’t help but feel like I’m not on the same page as everyone else. I don’t doubt my skill as a writer, I know that I can spin a good story and I am not an utter failure at grammar and spelling, but I feel like my story is lacking something. I realize that that is vague, but a little extra OOMPH would be much appreciated. If only my mind would cooperate.

I’ve been trying to drag myself to a writer’s group for a little while now. Something always seems to come up (grad school rearing its ugly head and trying to bite mine off), but that shouldn’t be an excuse anymore. I need some help, and perhaps it will be a good avenue to pursue.

Aside from this little digression of my thoughts, I should give a little update on whats going on with my manuscript. Right now I’m trying to fix little mistakes and some pretty big mistakes and further develop my world and my characters. I want everything to come to life on the page, it’s something I’m always striving towards. I am very much looking forward to the insight that I’ll gain from the individuals that will be reading my manuscript.

 

So what now? Well I’m going to keep my chin up and keep on writing. Can’t get better if I don’t try, read and write. So here’s to working hard and making it happen, one day at a time.

WeWriWa #3

Attempt number three at Weekend Writing Warriors! Below you will find a nice little 8 sentence snippet, as is the requirement. Check out WeWriWa to see other writer’s work and 8 sentence snippets!

The snippet below is the continuation from last week’s post. Grey and Evie have entered a tavern in Nevara, the city Evie is currently visiting. They have just begun talking about mutations, but the below bit will only encompass Evie’s thoughts.

 

The two pretty bartenders waited on the gruff men who found seats at the bar, and one even turned to wave at Grey. They wandered in a little farther from the door and found a table uninhabited in the middle of the sprawling space.

“Perfect,” Grey said, pulling out a chair for Evie. She was surprised at the gesture, though she plopped down in the seat nonetheless. She looked around at the faces, seeing familiarity in every corner. Taverns reminded her of home, of the thriving city and all the life that seemed to crawl out of corners. Homesickness crept into her stomach, she was far from Revilian. “You okay?”

 

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