“I Write Like” Who? Interesting.

Hello Reeders. I must say that I miss talking, well, writing to you all every day. I really wish I had the mind and thought to do so. I even realized AGAIN that I finished my outline for Little Schiz. I mean, that’s a big deal! Isn’t it? I mean, come on, I should be way more excited.

Then I realized, I AM!

…but just too busy to talk about it how much. But the next steps are on my mind every day at least. So, what’s the next step? Well, I realized that now that I have the skeleton down for outline, I get to add the good stuff. Meaning, all the crazy, insane and “wtf” moments that I think will really add to the story. I already thought of one today that I need to add.

Other than that, I am keeping up with my daily doses of amusement and inspirations on Writers Write. They had a very interesting tool that they added for us writers.

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Four Years in the Making: the Little Schiz Outline is Complete

The laundry was changed, the formal letter of recommendation was written, and it was time to finally relax for the day. It was 9:45 p.m., and I was ready to fall asleep… Problem was I didn’t want to sleep and waste the couple of hours that were left in the night. So I let my mind wander the story of Boss and her possible levels of schizophrenia.

“What’s next in the timeline?”

One thought after the other, and I realized there were only so many chapters left connecting where I was to the end of the story…That was when the light bulb went off in my head…

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Loss and Paint, a Scene from “10 Yier Series”

Silla sat there, staring. At least trying to stare. Her eyes were still healing from the blast. Little flecks of light still danced in and out of her vision if she looked at one spot for too long. The pain didn’t bother her. It was nothing compared to the feeling in her chest. Her heart pounded as if she wasn’t breathing and needed nothing more than to gasp for air, but all she did was try to stare. She could hardly move, hardly breathe. Silla didn’t want to think, and she was tired, so tired. But, she didn’t want to sleep. It was as if she didn’t want to exist, and yet, she didn’t want to die. 

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Outlines or Free Write? I am an Outline Writer

Writers write differently. Not something new.

I feel there are two kinds of writer processes (with a grey area in the middle of course):

Outline Writers and Free Write Writers

Before I define, let me tell a tale of thoughts…or something like that…

This weekend got me to thinking about something a fellow writer said to me. We had been discussing writing (of course we were), and I made a statement about not having written in a couple of weeks, but that I had been working on my outline. He then said to me, “Well that counts, doesn’t it? I mean, how many words have you added to your outline? 100? 500? That is still writing.”

And he’s right (Thanks James Mayes).

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