When one is snowed in, what does one do? Read up on the Middle Ages of course (a medieval novel idea is percolating). And I am dying laughing: Charlemagne’s mother was called Big-Foot Bertha! Poor thing. I’m sure she didn’t mind after her son became one of the most famous monarchs in history. Getting the last laugh and all that.
I wonder what other gems I’ll discover today…
Because within the past 24 hours I’ve had ideas for not one, not two, but THREE new novels. Say what? Please excuse me while I go take a million mental curtain calls and congratulate myself. 😄🎉🍸
Now I’ve just got to get the already completed novels published…
I’m super excited to announce that today I am guest posting about some books I’ve recently read at New York Times best selling author Lauren Willig‘s website. Willig authored the deliciously entertaining Pink Carnation series, which have been favorites of mine for many years. Thanks, Lauren for this opportunity!
Read my post on wifely books here.
Is there anything more divine than writing a novel while being engaged? No. 💍🎉😍❤🎊👰😊
Writing the somewhat sequel to The Apartment on Parker Street and have a good idea to recycle an old short story, make a few tweaks to dates and add a whole lot to bring it up to novel length, and turn it into the third installment. So far so good. Strong characters are developing, I’m intermittently reading several books for research purposes that I’m enjoying, and I have solid titles for both. I’m liking these developments. 😀
My next step. Is it:
To research more of the time period in which my new novel is set?
To just write a skeleton of said new novel and do most of the research/filling in facts and points of reference during revision?
I’m torn because neither step is going well at this point. Blehh.
You reread a chapter you wrote ages ago where a character dies and your immediate response is to say the prayer for the dead.
Oh boy. I mean I know these are not actually people and are only figments of my imagination, but that’s how alive they are to me. I’m worried about their souls.
I think I might need a little reality check…
Do you ever get this invested in your characters? Are they real to you? If so, do you take it as a sign of solid writing?
Omg. Just signed up for NaNoWriMo. I’ve tried for two years and never made it. But I’m going really try to write every day during my lunch break this month. The novel I started is going to be WAY longer than the target 50k but since I plan on breaking it up into three sections anyway, I’m aiming to finish Book One by the end of the month.
And yes, I know I signed up four days late. But I’m going to try.
As I am editing my query letter and synopsis (OH MY GOD, I’M IN THE FINAL STAGES!!!) before I send them out (OH MY GOD, I’M READY TO SUBMIT) I realized how many words I used that wouldn’t have existed without the Bard. Downstairs (crucial) elbow (where would we be without elbows?) green-eyed (how would we describe our jealous antagonists?) drugged (where would most college students be without this word?) countless, accused, generous, frugal … I could go on but the list is countless (thank you, everyone, I’ll be here all week).
So I just wanted to take a second and tip my hat to the master who thought so much of himself and his talent that he just plain made up word when his language fell short. I wish I always fly highly so highly of my writing, I probably would have submitted long before now.
The English-speaking world thanks you, William, you brilliant, ballsy man.
I am writing and my hands are covered in ink. I immediately think of the opening scene of Shakespeare in Love. Obviously, I am Shakespeare.