Have you crossed ever "t" and dotted every "i." Did you read your dialogue out loud to make sure the character's voice sounds real and authentic - did it match his or her personality? Did you maintain the same point of view for the entire piece? Did you maintain the same tense? Did you double-check your grammar and syntax? So you've done all the above! Great! After hours and hours of grueling writing, knuckle-biting reviews, and getting rid of your fluff - as Stephen King says perfectly, "kill your darlings," you're finally here! You're finally ready to write up those query letters, submit relentlessly to any and all agents, editors, and publishers. So now it's also time to check out this fun poster! It was written by Ryan Lewis, … [Read more...] about Ready to Publish – Are You Sure?
Do you often battle with finding time to write amidst all the hustle and bustle that accompanies young children? Personally, I've had this battle and struggled to find a chance to write even the simplest blog post, much less a chapter for my next novel. However, I have found ways, mostly through trial and error. And if my battle scars can help you, then they were worthwhile. I wrote about it in a guest blog post on The Muffin from Wow-WomenOnWriting.com. Check it out here. … [Read more...] about Writing with Tots
Despite being a member of the LGBTQ community, I have avoided getting involved or posting anything about Orlando because of it being such a touchy subject for so many. I will be silent no more! I can not, and probably will not, ever be able to understand hate crimes and what drives them. I realize that people hate things they don't understand or that are different but to hate a person or a group of individuals for that is beyond understanding. To hate someone for being gay is like saying you hate someone because of their hair, the color of their skin, the way a person talks while eating, or whatever other nit-picky minuscule difference that might separate the person next to you from yourself. It is stupid! We are Americans! We all … [Read more...] about Orlando
Yesterday I took a break from writing to enjoy a day visiting our local zoo with the family. For the very first time last year, I chose to buy a zoo membership, and it was one of the best investments in entertainment I could have chosen for my family. Not only is it educational, but loads of fun. The Cincinnati Zoo is very interactive with knowledgeable zookeepers, petting zoos, animal encounters, and touchscreens at various exhibits to teach you more or friendly quiz your knowledge. You can even send digital postcards to friends and family. The weather was excellent. It was just warm enough that the slight breeze didn't cause goosebumps and chills on the skin while wearing short sleeves and shorts. The sweet, fresh spring air and the … [Read more...] about Sexy Zoo
I was enjoying the Sunday paper, which I realize very few people even pick up nowadays much less read. I mainly have the paper delivered for the Sudoku High-Fives and Cryptoquips, myself. Though, I still briefly skim through the sections and read articles that catch my eye. So you could have considered me surprised when I scanned the other sections of the paper and deciding after only a scant two or three articles that I was mainly disinterested, I found a blurb right next to my weekly Sudoku puzzle. The headline, "Museums on writers, vehicles, US wars will interest families" immediately caught my eye like nothing else had in the paper, and I tossed my Sudoku aside for my later amusement. I had never heard of a museum for writers and knew … [Read more...] about American Writers Museum
Writer's block = impending doom! How does any form of literature ever make it to publication? I imagine writer's block as the "wall" that a marathon runner hits after all energy, momentum, and drive has left. (reproduced from source: http://kiplimochemirmir.wordpress.com/2011/04/17/runners-wall/) Just picture for a moment, if you would, a man wearing nothing but his clinging white tank, skimpy blue shorts, and worn and scuffed tennis shoes. He's picking up speed, cresting the last hill, and building up whatever reserves he can dig out of the pit of dwindling determination. The checkered line is visible painted on the street, the tape is drawn across in front just out of reach when his leg muscles seize, his stomach cramps, and the … [Read more...] about Writer’s Block