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answers waiting for the question to be asked & the end of the dogwoods

On April 29, 2008 · Leave a Comment · In writing

When we’re watching or reading a story that isn’t working, before we give up in disgust, questions start going through our heads. Why is he (the character) doing that? What does this mean? How did she do that? What about XYZ that you said in chapter 2? WTF?

As I’m doing the revision on this [...]

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the emotional insanity of writing

On April 23, 2008 · 4 Comments · In writing

Sometimes, often in the first 100 pages of a first draft, the story soars along, and each night firing up the laptop is like tuning into a brand new episode of a favorite show. What will happen next? The characters phone in and dish. I sit, watch, and eat snacks. It’s awesome.

At other times, [...]

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dogwoods and feeling around in the dark

On April 16, 2008 · Leave a Comment · In writing

The dogwoods are blooming.

They are like these floating, white, clouds among the trees. Even if it is quite dark, the white flowers catch the light and just burn. The blooms only last a week or so. We probably have twenty of them visible out the windows of the yurt, [...]

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