Unpublished author: the working life of a writer

I have 2 questions:

  1. Do you know anyone who has a Patreon?
  2. Do you follow/support anyone with a Patreon?

I’m just curious what people like you and me, bloggers who write and engage for the sake of storytelling, think or know about Patreon. Continue reading “Unpublished author: the working life of a writer”

A nail, a hammer, and a bike ride

So. I have bad news about some pieces I submitted. But, that’s ok. I’m going to get myself a long nail and a hammer, so I can start a collection of rejections. Like Stephen King did. He mentioned this in his book On Writing.

Source: https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/848294-by-the-time-i-was-fourteen-the-nail-in-my

 

So far, 2 of my stories I wrote recently were declined, the other 5 still being reviewed, and the rest ongoing.

Wonder what mom would think if I started hammering nails into walls in her house… 😵 Continue reading “A nail, a hammer, and a bike ride”

Online reviews: are they useful, and do you use them?

Yesterday when the menfolk came to visit us girls at my mom’s place, we got into a conversation about online reviews.

Do you read reviews? Continue reading “Online reviews: are they useful, and do you use them?”

Writing progress

As some of you know, I am still She-Shed-less and in dire need of privacy, peace, solitude and a distraction-free space to call my own. As some of you also know, I escaped to mom’s. She has that, and more. ❤ Which is why I can now write a blog post about actual, physical proof that I did something writing related that is not a blog post. Hah.

Yesterday, I submitted a story I wrote years ago to a celebrated online magazine. Continue reading “Writing progress”

Pondering pseudonyms and alter egos

Would it surprise you to read I have never listened to a Beyoncé song? I mean, on purpose. Her music is played here and there and everywhere, so she’s kind of hard to miss. 😉

Typically I’m a classic rock kinda gal, with some 80s and 90s soft rock or even a bit of pop thrown in.

I mention Beyoncé because a friend of mine brought her up the other day. Actually, she referred to her as Sasha Fierce. I had to google this name. I didn’t know what she was talking about.

Continue reading “Pondering pseudonyms and alter egos”

Step back to propel forward

It was within the last year or so I created some mantras as a reminder to stay focused.

I’ve been struggling with focus recently, so I figured a revisit to my mantras was due.

There are two that deserve mention today.

Continue reading “Step back to propel forward”

Developing a stand-alone story into more

A little while ago I released a short story on this blog as an experiment.

The story Stalemate (part 1) (1200ish words – under 10 minute read) was a stand-alone piece of fiction I created in which I explore character development in a romantic setting. If you’ve read it you will have noticed I deviated away from the standard romance genre…nothing Harlequin about my writing style. ☺

My aim was to write a sexually charged preamble, without actually delving into any sort of resolution. There was no happy ending, no steamy sex, no contact at all.

I wanted to create an introspective analysis of the protagonist as she reacted to a man who causes her much emotional turmoil. Basically, it was (supposed to be) about building tension between the two opposing characters.

I think I succeeded.

Continue reading “Developing a stand-alone story into more”

Flowing words inhibited by distractions

It was about a year and a half ago when I wrote extensively about midlife invisibility, seeking self-worth and all sorts of topics on writing including mantras like if not now, when.

I set goals. I set the path toward my goals in motion. I trekked along, tripped and stumbled occasionally, but more or less, things seemed to be propelling forward, albeit at a relatively slow pace.

But still, I could see the path behind me getting a little bit longer every time I looked.

Then, I fell off the proverbial horse. Right into a mud puddle, flanked by dirty snowbanks.

This is where I’m sitting right now, all muddy, wet, cold and uninspired. Unmotivated. Unfulfilled. Continue reading “Flowing words inhibited by distractions”