Saturday, September 30, 2006

Marking a first

Just now when writing a scene for my story, the vision of it, in my mind's eye that I was trying to capture with words, moved me to almost tears. You know, when your eyes fill, but don't overflow. That place.

I have read about this before for writers, but never had it happen. I have been moved to tears after the fact, rereading something I have written, but never while.

Just marking this is all.

Hopefully this post won't spit up, like an unburped baby, a bunch of old posts on the rss feed elsewhere. I don't know why that happened. Ooh, a little pun. Hehe.

Have a good one!

Friday, September 29, 2006

This is the second attempt at typing this. The first one quit unexpectedly with the help of IE. Thanks so much. But sometimes I have a clue. I hit the print screen button and was able to open a view of it before it closed in Photoshop. So this is the retype:

I have been thinking about POV lately. How much weight to give the narrator in my story. Layers of the narrative have been pinging me lately. This is Trapper's story, but really only the narrator in the story. It's view of Trapper. From me. Political narrative, where the stories have been truly shocking lately, to recent news and how news dribbles out to reveal the horrible whole, and many of those, to the personal.

I just went through my chapters, organizing the layers. I don't know how writers keep track. That is so difficult, with backups and corrections, paper copies, and those saved in multiple places. Each reveals a little. Gathering the bits seems the challenge. I wonder if writers use one long Word document, or individual chapters I have so much to learn.

A poem line came to me yesterday. Don't know when I will use it, but it is sticking. That is a good sign.

Have a great day.

Vicky

Sunday, September 17, 2006

It took two years...

Finally a question on the profile page that I can answer:

Please describe how you could take the peel off an apple all in one go:

Carefully.

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

QOTD

From Choriamb:

"Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass." Anton Chekhov